Sue was breathing hard after the first orgasm hit her. She could hear the squishing sound of cum as Jake continued to finger fuck her on the bar. John was whispering in her ear about how good it would be to see her fucking Jake again. Sue responded by rocking her hips and pushing herself towards another orgasm.
"Four?" asked Jake as he watched his fingers being devoured by Sue's pussy lips. Sue nodded and panted vigorously. Jake added a fourth finger, and Sue's body responded with more cum. Jake smiled as the woman tried to catch her breath.
This was one thing he loved about Sue. She would try most anything. It was only by accident that one night the three of them found Sue's fondness for fisting. Before that evening was over, Sue's cunt was covering his entire hand up the wrist. She was screaming so loud that John and Jake thought she would lose her voice. It was later that John admitted it was the first time he could truly fuck his wife without it being such a tight entry.
Sue was riding Jake's hand like a champion. Jake could feel orgasm after orgasm hit her. The walls of her pussy clamped down and threatened to push his hand out. Jake not only met the resistance by pushed back. This always caused Sue to scream a bit louder.
"More!" screamed Sue was her body shook with an orgasm. Jake waited for a moment for the spasming to subside. He tucked him four fingers towards his palm and spun them within Sue's pussy. She wiggled and strained against the awesome feeling. John held her hips firmly and pressed his chest against her back.
Alex tucked his thumb under and began to push his hand entire hand into Sue's cunt. She screamed and pushed against him as well. Jake's hand made an actual popping noise when it entered her cunt. Sue's eyes opened wide.
"Is this what you want?" Alex asked as he watched his hand disappear within her.
"YES!" shouted Sue as felt the walls of her pussy grip Jake's hand. Her hips had a mind of their own. John let go of them as Sue's body threw itself forward and backwards. John's hands found her breasts and began pinching her nipples. He twisted them to the point of pain that he knew his wife liked. Sue whimpered and cried out as the orgasm within her exploded. Both John and Jake smiled at one another. Here was a woman wantonly fucking a hand on a bar. It was a sight to see.
Sue knew she was over-stimulated. She pulled back, and Jake's hand popped out of her. Her body collapsed against John as she tried to slow her breathing down. She closed her eyes and tried to relax. That is when she felt something wet against her lips. Opening her eyes, she saw it was Jake's hand. She began licking her cum from it.
"Let's take this into the office," Jake said.
John pushed Sue forward on the bar, and Jake helped her undo her heels from the metal railing. Sue's legs were shaking, and there was a tinge of pain within her pussy. It was something that she enjoyed. John came around to the front of the bar and helped Sue down to the floor. The three of them made their way into the back office.
Meanwhile, Alex sat in her car while it was parked in front of her house. She turned off the lights and the engine. She leaned back into the seat and tried to process what had taken place at the bar.
Jake obviously knew she had been watching. Standing behind her, he would have noticed her fingering herself as well. Something about the situation excited her. But, there was still a feeling of fear too. It was one thing to fantasize about the man; it was another to have him look at her with lust and ask her something personal.
Damn it! I knew I shouldn't have gone there dressed like this.
She grabbed her purse and scrambled to get into the house before any of her neighbors noticed. The last thing she needed was gossip in the neighborhood about her looking like a whore. She climbed into the shower and put on fresh clothes. She felt better walking into her kitchen. She felt more like herself. Upon opening the refrigerator, she checked the take out boxes of Chinese food. They were definitely old! Knowing there wasn't much else to eat in the house, she went to her purse to find her cell phone. It was time to order pizza and have a night on the couch watching sappy movies.
Where is it? Where is IT?
Alex dumped her purse's contents on the kitchen counter. Her hands scrambled past the checkbook and lipstick containers. She tossed the old receipts to the side. Her cell phone was gone. She grabbed her keys and darted out to the car, hoping it might be on the front seat. No dice.
