I'm not an author, my pastime is creating fictional, erotic stories.
This story covers most, if not all categories of sexual activity. Involving many friends and family, all ages, in several occupations and all type of relationships. The story builds over many months.
1
I'm Doug (32), 5'11" currently about 170 lbs., brown hair hazel eyes, my six pack is beginning to hide behind a 2 pack. Sitting on the edge of our bed watching Mary, my wife dress, (31) 5'3"110 lbs. Short mousey brown hair, brown eyes, great figure, 34c's without any sag.
She tosses her black thong at me,
"won't need this," turns, looks in the dressing mirror; runs her hands up under, cups her breasts. I put the thong to my nose, inhale deeply, my nostrils fill with her feminine scent.
She decides against a very skimpy red lacey bra and slips a form fitting blue dress over her naked body. It has a short hemline barely covering her nice round tight buttocks.
"Damn, you are sexy, and smell terrific."
She approaches me turns and says, "zip me please."
I kiss the nape of her neck as I pull up the tab.
"You're looking very hot; you'll get a lot of stares at the club. I'm proud you're my arm candy."
"I hope she's there tonight. I really want a threesome."
We're returning to the local club; we have been going every night for a week; hoping for the return of a girl that attracted us, but she left before we made the move to approach her.
The club's not as busy tonight, about 1/2 full. We're sitting after a couple dances; on our 3rd drink when she arrives. Tall, easily 6'; sexy, slender body, pixie cut black hair, gorgeous large blue eyes, light blue eyeshadow. Sheathed in a black lace, mostly see-through dress, barely covering her ass, and being held up by her voluptuous globes; more lingerie than a dress to wear in public. She's naked underneath, long legs shapely, and athletic. She exudes sex, male and female alike ogle her. She sat alone, almost directly across the dance floor from us. Dropping the umbrella to the table, she lifts the cocktail sucking on the short straw with her black coated full lips.
Her gaze is straight at Mary; she uncrosses and recrosses her legs. I wink at Mary & excuse myself to the men's room. I stop at the hallway entrance to the washrooms and watch as Mary exposes her nether region to the tall temptress. I move to the end of the bar so I can observe them both in their exchange of silent communication of erotic seduction. Mary slides her fingers up her thigh, and touches her slit, while provocatively licking her lips. I am getting turned on watching her sexy advances. The black-haired beauty we waited for all week for; has slouched down in her chair, and under the shelter of the table, also has a hand between her legs; they are in a stare down. I reluctantly retreat to the men's room, quickly relieving myself as to hopefully miss as little as possible of their seduction display.
I return to see the nymphet is leaning with her elbows on our table, chatting with Mary. I suspect to entice Mary with the display of her cleavage. In this position, the short black dress doesn't cover her bottom; from my vantage point I see Mary's hand partially visible, moving between the girl's parted legs. Her hand is on my wife's boob. She leans farther over, requiring her to lift one foot from the floor as they openly kiss. Anyone looking in their direction is afforded an unrestricted view of her ass, with Mary's glistening fingers appearing and disappearing in that delightful bottom.
I'm aroused, pleased my wife is seducing this delectable damsel, pondering if I should approach or watch a little longer. They both stand, I proceed towards them, the tall sexy gal walks past me towards the washrooms. Mary stops beside me, "May I?"
"Of course," I smile,
"All is going as planned, be good" I chuckle.
"Be really good." she follows our targeted sylph.
Mary in front of the tall, luscious temptress, enters the lineup of 5 gals waiting to use the ladies' room. I can clearly see them; pixie girl is fondling my wife with one hand, the other wiggling in Mary's crotch. From the end of the bar, I watch them, fondle, tease and kiss one another, no stealth, they're openly provocative. A few minutes later they enter the restroom I move to lean on the wall across from the entrance to the bathroom.
When they come out, the erotic young girl stops in front of me, looks me in the eye and says,
"Your woman is pretty good; however, she needs practice. I'm willing to volunteer, you can watch, but do not touch me, I am totally a lesbian." She walks straight out of the building, purposely exaggerating her hip movements. Mary has pussy breath, I reach between her legs, Mary is sopping wet.
"Can we go fuck; now, I need you, I'm ready to explode; I faked an orgasm to get out of there" My wife pleads; I put my arm around her waist, and we leave.
Mary pulls me to her as she lifts her dress and leans back against our SUV, she opens my jeans, feverishly kissing me; her fingers pull out my semi-erect cock, I'm quickly hard. She lifts one leg around me; I slide easily into her waiting wet pussy. In the parking lot, fucking, we have a stand-up quickie. She cums almost immediately. "Hurry, get me home for a good fuck, I need much more, I'm so horny."
She sucks me during the drive home.
We behave like teenagers, fucking passionately, once on the floor as soon as we entered the house, then in bed, several positions, it was a wild night, Mary is seldom that raunchy, but she had several multiples.
The next morning Mary receives a text from Sherry; (that's the name of tall lesbian from the nightclub) an invite to a swinger's party and I'm welcome to tag along.
"Go, have a great time, I'll go to Mel's and have a couple beers, maybe watch some sports." I tell her, "No reason for me to go; our intention was for a threesome, clearly that's not happening, and I'm not interested in trying to convert that arrogant lesbian."
Mary asks me not to give up so quickly. She responds and arranges to meet Sherry.
Chapter 2
Mel's place is a combination bar and diner; a 2-story building, as I sit at a table near the middle of lower floor, my back to the wall, facing the bar. I chat with my good friend Mel, ordering a small steak and a beer. Surveying the patrons, I look up to the balcony level above the bar and see a cute blonde in a short red dress eyeing me. I nod, she smiles broadly; shifting slightly in her chair to show me a side profile. I run my eyes admiringly over her alluring body, great legs, abundant bosom. I express a large smile of acknowledgment, and a wink. She takes a sip of what appears to be white wine; then lifts her glass in a toasting gesture.
I hold up my beer in a return toast, Mel returns to my table, notices our interaction,
"that's my new waitress Carmen, she just finished her first shift; stunning, sexy and a very pleasant personality."
I take a big swig of my Corona. She gestures; pointing to herself then to my table, I assume she is asking to join me. I approvingly nod. She descends the stairs and crosses the floor towards me. My guess is 27, 5'8" maybe 120 lbs., she sways as a model would, one foot crossing completely in front of the other. She is attractive, round face, gorgeous smile, little dimples, well built, I would guess 34d, similar size to my wife but fuller rounder, a great figure. Blonde shoulder length hair, currently in a ponytail.
'Marilyn Monroe comes to mind.'
Her red dress is low cut and shows ample cleavage; short enough to accentuate her shapely legs, covered with black fishnet stockings, low heeled black shoes.
I stand and pull back a chair.
"Hello," she touches my hand on the back off the chair. "Oh my, a real gentleman." as she lowers herself onto the seat, I can see the frilly edge of a black bra. My mind is trying to find the best word to describe her, alluring, voluptuous, sexy, stunning, sensuous, ravishing, gorgeous all too cliche, she deserves a new, bolder word.
"Thanks for joining me Carmen, my name is Doug, Mel mentioned you're his new waitress."
"Well far from new," she giggles,
"I am experienced, new here." she is fidgeting, nervous. "And you're friends with Mel?"
"Yes, several years ago when he operated a food truck. I married the woman who worked with him."
