Ch. 06 Farewells

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Farewells

This is the sixth of "The Pru Chronicles." Although much of the story is embellished, some more liberally than others, there is an element of truth woven throughout. Only one of the Chronicles is fully fiction, and one other is based on very real conversations that were leading to the events described but stopped short. Otherwise, yeah, some of this is true...

Pru is a beautiful, vivacious, blue-eyed, blonde with the athletic body of a dancer. She is 25 years old now and has been married for an eventful 4 years. After several sexual adventures, Pru has renewed her commitment to be the "good girl" and wife to Sean that she wants him to see her to be. As he prepares to leave the military and they return to civilian life and their hometown, Pru sees this as her chance to leave those adventures and behaviors behind. If only they'll let her...

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After her late-night romp with Sean's old college buddy, Barry (

Ch. 05 Thought That Was Out of Her System

), Pru was determined to finally get herself back in control and live a normal, unadventurous sex life with her husband. If she'd talked to Sean, she would have learned that he was way past being ready for sexual adventure. But she felt stuck behind her mom's training to project the "good girl" image and only offer the least intimacy possible. That "training" and the lies she had built up to protect the image were like a wall between her, Sean, and moving on together. His leaving the military and their move home would give them just the break they needed to reset and put leave it all in the past.

During Pru's one-time episode with Buck (

Ch. 03 Interventions

), Sean's squadron mate, Mike, had to rescue her from the unconsolable and repentant Buck and then helped himself to her - thoroughly. After that night, Mike decided to come back for more, "waylaying" her in the club from time to time and even helping himself to Pru at her home when he knew Sean would be in the field for a week or more. She felt helpless to do anything about it, fearing Mike would tell Sean everything he knew about Pru's dalliances with Chris and Buck.

The club ambushes were riskier than when Mike came to the house, because there were so many more chances he could get caught in the act. Whenever Pru left the dance floor alone to visit the ladies' room, she tried to be on her guard as she walked back through the shadows of the back hallway. Regardless of how many of her friends were in the club, if his married-girlfriend, Mamie, wasn't there, Mike could be lurking inside any of the several doors to each side of the hallway, some of which led to unoccupied and dark party rooms.

He'd call her quietly as she walked by, "Come on, now, Pru. You know you're going to, babe." Following the pattern that became their routine, each time, she stopped, looked down, and sighed. Realizing he'd either make a scene at the club or spill the beans to Sean, she reluctantly walked through the door, barely able to recognize him in the dark. Mike closed and locked the door, then took a seat on an armless chair, beckoning her to him with a wave of both hands. She stepped within reach, and he ran his hands under her skirt and up her firm thighs, then pulled her panties to her ankles. After massaging her ass, he reached between her legs and caressed her mound, while pulling her face down to his for a deep, tongue probing kiss.

She learned by their third such public tryst that Mike liked her to take action without being told. When she did that, it felt more like lovemaking than violation, even to her. From then on, while they kissed and he worked his fingers deeper between her pussy lips, Pru unzipped and opened his pants, pulling out his already raging erection. By the time she knelt to take the head into her mouth, her anger would already be easing, keeping pace with her gradually wetting pussy and her hand's rhythm on his rock-hard shaft.

Arrogant, blackmailing bastard or not, the boy had some skills and didn't taste bad at all, as much as she hated the idea. She took some consolation from that thought since she saw no obvious end to these visits that wouldn't lead to divorce court. After enough of those surprises, even when Mike wasn't there, Pru caught herself slowing to look through a dark doorway in anticipation, only to shake her head and wonder what the hell she was thinking.

Some nights, they'd be done when she'd swallowed his load and licked his cock dry. Other nights, he'd lay her on a table afterward and lick her pussy until he was hard again. Then he fucked her fast and hard, daring the world to catch him owning her body but wanting to cum in the blonde beauty again before they did. Each time, after returning to the bar, Mike sat at a raised table with his pal, Trip, and some other guys from the squadron, and he watched Pru dance with her girlfriends and some random young pilots as if nothing had happened. After a of month of this, he stopped whispering to his buddies about the night's conquest, keeping it all to himself while he watched her shaking her sexy ass.

When Sean was away on assignment, Mike would know, of course, since they were in the same squadron. On those nights, Pru eventually learned to just leave the front door unlocked. If he wasn't shacked up with Mamie for the night, Mike would show up by 9pm if he was coming, late enough to be dark and early enough for action. He'd let himself in and sit on the couch where Pru would be laying, watching TV. He'd usually say something suave like, "Ready, babe?"

If she was in the mood to please him, she'd already be wearing only her see-through white robe and white bikini panties. Although she didn't like to admit it to herself, on those nights she was

definitely

ready for him. The night would still end the same way if she wasn't in the mood and showing it, but he was gentler with her when she was. In fact, it didn't take many visits, and she was always ready for him, however grudging she pretended to herself to be.

He took her hand and led her to the bed she shared with her husband, pulling the robe from her shoulders and sliding her panties down. After she took his pants off and wetted his cock with her mouth, he pulled back the bed covers and lay her on the bed, anxious to be inside her. Pru wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed him closer with her heels and calves as he drove his cock into her now very wet pussy. Arms around him, she kissed him deeply, and he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top. She rocked her hips, raising herself almost all the way off his cock then plunged down again, taking him as deep inside as she could. Mike massaged her firm white tits, and her first small orgasm would bubble up as he sucked her nipples and thrust his hips upward while she rode his cock.

After another deep kiss, he rotated her by her hips to a reverse cowgirl - a move and a position she always loved. Leaning forward on Mike's legs, she kept riding him, loving the different pressure from his cock turned up the other way. He spread her ass, rubbing his thumbs across her rosebud, and she responded by picking up her pace. Mike licked his middle finger and slowly worked it into Pru's ass, a little deeper each time she rocked back on his cock. As his finger went deeper, she arched her back down to give him better and deeper access still.

They always came together. When she felt his grip tighten and the pulse after pulse of hot cum shooting insider her, Pru's orgasm exploded, seemingly from all directions with the overstimulation of her pussy and ass together. After catching her breath, she turned back to face him and ride his softening cock slowly, kissing him as he ran his hands all over her body. When his spent cock dropped out, she slid down and sucked the head lightly, running her tongue along the slit and draining the last drops of cum. After thoroughly licking the shaft, she sucked his soft cock into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue and lips.

They'd lay there together, catching their breaths and running their hands over each other. On the occasions when Mike thought much about laying in the cum-soaked sheets on Pru's marital bed, his cock would wake back up. The idea of giving Sean's beautiful wife multiple orgasms and coating his bed with his own cum was a powerful aphrodisiac for Mike. He mounted up and fucked her again, more slowly and intimately the second time, sucking her tongue into his mouth until they both came, confirming that sex with Pru was now his, not just for the taking, but given freely whenever he wanted her.

She'd always wake from her post-coital doze when he decided to roll out of bed, dress, and leave. He'd kiss her and say, "Very nice, as always. See you soon, babe."

Mike considered himself the luckiest man on base. He had regular, awesome sex with two hot wives and didn't have to deal with the marriage part. Even better, he was getting more pussy than Mamie and Pru's husbands combined, visiting whichever wife whose husband was away on assignment. Although Pru knew and mostly didn't care that Mike was fucking Mamie, Mamie did not know he was also fucking Pru, however reluctantly - at first anyway - on Pru's behalf.

In their last year of military life, Sean was promoted into a staff position in which he rarely deployed. And just like that, Mike's visits with Pru in the dark recesses of the club came to a halt, and he was only able to fuck her at home twice more before Pru and Sean's last week on base.

As much as Pru had wished for something to put an end to it when he started stalking her, she had grown accustomed to the routine and had grown to love the sex with Mike. With him, she could forget her "good girl" image and just give in to the pleasure. To Sean's happy surprise, she had also stayed in the habit of watching TV and walking around the house barely clothed. Unfortunately for Sean, Pru was still conflicted at home with her "good girl and wife" bit, and their sex life didn't change much, for fear that his image of her would change.

As their moving date approached, Pru, Mamie, and Charlie decided they needed their own girls' going away celebration, realizing that their days as the crazy trio of wives was coming to an end. They planned an all day and night party for themselves, starting with an afternoon at the club pool for sun and drinks before heading to Pru's for a late night of more drinking. Conveniently, all three husbands were deployed for the week, giving the wives the freedom to act crazy.

The women arrived at the pool separately, Mamie and Pru wearing cover ups, and Charlie stepping out of her car wearing a crocheted bikini, her nipples all but poking through the weave of her unlined top, and the crevice of her ass peaking above the bottom. They all linked arms and claimed three chaise lounges together by the pool. Charlie stretched out on the center lounge and watched closely through her sunglasses as her friends stripped down. Mamie wore a simple, navy, one-piece suit, her large tits threatening to burst out of the top. Pru wore a similar, black one-piece. Although nice, her tits weren't as impressive as Mamie's, but her high cut leg openings made up for it, displaying the edges of her mound and almost half of her round and firm ass.

Charlie smiled, patting both of her friends' thighs, "We're going to go out in style, my hot slutties!"

An hour later, after their second round of drinks, all three women rolled over, undoing their tops. As Pru reached for her suntan lotion, Charlie took it from her, "Here, let me," and she rubbed it in. Her technique reminded Pru of her long-gone lover, Chris, who had spent weeks moving his fingertips closer and closer to her tits and pussy when he was spreading lotion on her while they were still "just" friends. Unlike Chris, Charlie didn't take the slow approach, she simply wrapped her hand around both of Pru's tits as she massaged the lotion in and ran her hand under the suit to smooth it over Pru's ass. She then ran a dry finger between Pru's legs, lightly parting Pru's lips before slipping the suit's crotch back in place and licking her finger with a, "Yummm!."

Pru did her best to act shocked but didn't budge when Charlie's finger brushed her pussy. Mamie watched wide-eyed, then asked casually, "Hey, who's doing me?"

Charlie patted Pru on the ass, "Guess you're up, slut."

Holding her top up with one hand, Pru rubbed lotion on Mamie's back. Mamie shot her a look and said, "I don't think you're giving me the same treatment you got, bitch!"

Rolling her eyes, Pru mimicked Charlie, reaching under Mamie's top to rub her large tits, and sliding a hand under the bottom to grab her ass. Standing beside Pru and watching, Charlie nudged her and nodded at Mamie's crotch. Pru sighed and slipped two fingers under the crotch and squeezed Mamie's clit, making her squirm with an, "Oooooh, that's it!"

"My turn, sluts! Mamie, put those fingers on and in me!" Charlie cooed.

Not bothering to hold up her top, Mamie gave Charlie the same treatment. When she slipped her fingers into Charlie's pussy, Charlie arched her back toward her, slipping her friend's fingers in deeper. Surprised, Mamie jerked them out quickly, also causing her untied top to fall away, plopping both large white breasts out, the dark, saucer-like areolas standing out against her alabaster skin. Embarrassed, Mamie quickly laid down, tucking her boobs underneath and out of sight.

"Alight, slut-squad... I think you two forgot a step. Lick those pussy-fingers clean," Charlie commanded playfully.

Pru and Mamie looked at each other hesitantly, slowly raising their moistened fingers to their mouths. Seeing Charlie join in, all three women sucked their friend's pussy from their fingers vigorously and giggled.

Pru whispered to Charlie, "I told you, you're bad!"

"I don't think that will be your last word on the subject," Charlie leaned over and ran her tongue quickly over Pru's mouth, wetting her lips and briefly brushing her tongue. She smiled in satisfaction as she laid back down, seeing Pru's lips were parted and her tongue ready to return the favor.

Charlie leaned toward Mamie, "Lean over here, Breasty, I don't want to leave you out." Mamie leaned up and toward Charlie, her boobs hanging out again. Charlie locked lips with her, thrusting her tongue into Mamie's mouth while she pinched an exposed nipple. Mamie jumped back with a squeal, and Charlie chuckled, "Just you wait!"

On the other side of the pool, a row back from the crowd, Mike and Trip sat unnoticed under an umbrella sipping beers and watching the three hottest and most fuckable wives on base fooling around. They had known the gals would be there because Mamie had informed Mike that the women would be starting at the pool as part of their gals-only farewell party, and he'd have to find something else to do. Naturally, he called Trip and suggested they make the best of the situation. Watching the three hot slut wives getting frisky with each other seemed like a nice start.

Just like they had done for a year when they were at the club watching the wives dance, they compared notes on how hot the women were, and what they'd like to do to each of them. Occasionally on those nights at the club, after Mike had had just enough to drink, he'd share an intimate detail of some things he'd already done with Mamie and Pru and some of their particular talents. Those talks almost always ended with Mike walking down the hall to wait for Pru in the club or a trip to one of their houses, depending on whose husband was out of town.

An hour and two more drinks later, the three wives were ready to go home, shower up, and meet back at Pru's for the real party. Having seen some of their touching earlier and listening to the wives' "locker room talk," the moms who were at the pool were happy to see them go. Mike and Trip argued quietly for a few minutes, watching them go. Mike sighed and stood up, "Fine, I'll take Mamie this afternoon, and you can give Pru a try. I hate to miss this one though, it might be my last chance before they move away. I'm going to miss that bitch."

He immediately felt bad calling her that to Trip, knowing that his time with her was more important than he let on. But what was he to do? She belonged to someone else, and that someone was taking her to live somewhere else. C'est la vie.

As he watched them go, Charlie and Mamie went right to their cars, but Pru went into the club to pee first. Mike said to Trip, "Make sure you wait for her to be home before you head over. And go easy, you don't want to freak her out or anything. Maybe mention the bit about Buck that she wants to keep quiet. Alright, I'm outta here after I hit the bathroom in the club."

A few minutes later, walking down the hall from the club's ladies' room, Pru's heart picked up a beat when she heard a familiar voice, "Come on, now, babe. Last chance."

As Mike closed the door behind them, she dropped her bag and said quietly, "I'm all hot and sweaty, babe. I don't think you're going to want this."

He was still standing, for a change, and he answered by pulling her into a tight embrace and a long passionate kiss. While still kissing her, he pulled her cover up over her head and threw it down, then slid her swimsuit straps down from both shoulders, exposing her breasts and pulling the suit to her waist. Sweaty or not, he wanted to taste her nipples one last time, and he licked the sweat from both nipples and all around both beautiful, white tits.

Pru pushed him to a chair, pulled his shorts down, and nudged him into sitting down. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and said, "It's been a fun run, Mike. I've learned some things about myself sexually from our time together, and I will miss the excitement of never knowing when or where this cock is going to keep me busy." Pru kissed him again, this time feeling something deeper, wishing they were in a bed and saying this goodbye properly. As Mike had already thought, though, c'est la vie.

Mike held a breast in each hand as Pru knelt between his legs. She decided to take her time with a full inventory, sort of a mental record of what she'd had all this time. She held his cock up and sucked on his balls, licking and sucking on the scrotum. Then she slowly worked her way up his shaft with her tongue, being careful to lick every inch all the way around. When she reached the head, she wrapped a hand around the shaft and slowly began stroking while she polished the head of his cock with her tongue. Tasting his precum and hearing his moans was all she needed, and she lowered her mouth over the head, swirling the tongue around it as it passed deeper into her mouth.

Mike put a hand behind her shoulder and the other behind her head and pressed her closer to him, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. Pru stuffed her hands under his ass and pulled her face closer, face-fucking him deep into her throat, still at a slow and steady rhythm. As much as she wanted to taste and feel his cum in her mouth, she also wanted him to remember this moment and be disappointed by all other blowjobs for years to come. She succeeded.

After much longer than usual, Mike moved his hand from her head and put a hand behind each of her shoulders. He pulled her shoulders to him and lifted his ass from the chair as he thrust his cock into her mouth, blowing cum, pulse after pulse into her mouth and throat. Pru pulled back and tightened her lips around the head, fighting to swallow fast enough to catch it all.

As his cock softened, she kept it in her mouth and laid her head on one of his thighs, still swirling her tongue around the slotted tip and sucking every drop she could from it. He ran a hand through her hair tenderly, then stood, pulling her up with him. She stood with her swimsuit still bunched around her waist as he pulled his shorts up and pulled her in for a last goodbye kiss.