Chapter 3 - The Night Out
"We are going to have a lot of fun tonight," Jane said, smiling. Shona smiled back then turned to go to her room to shower and get ready for the night out. Shona had been visiting her best friend for a few days already and was beginning to see Jane in a different way. She'd had been a little nervous when she'd first arrived, wondering if her friend had changed and if so, by how much. They had kept in touch over the phone and e-mail, but real life was always going to different. The first two days had been wonderful, even better than she could have hoped. It was as if Jane and her had barely been apart. But today was different. They had stayed at home and Jane had seemed, well, domestic. She cleaned the house and took care of her beautiful little girl as if it were so natural, so easy. This wasn't the same girl who, with the help of Shona and two of their other school friends, had fucked the local rugby team one year and who seduced a teacher to get a needed 'A' on an report card. She still loved sex, that was for sure, but she was also more mature, looking at life not just for the fun, but for the true pleasures of life. Shona felt that maybe she needed to grow up a little, maybe take her work a little more seriously, maybe find a steady boyfriend instead of one that she knew she could never marry.
For some reason, whenever Shona gets pensive like this, her hands tend to caress herself; maybe to give her a feeling of comfort or security. This afternoon was no different. Shona looked at her reflection in the large mirror in her room. She looked into her own eyes as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, letting her fingers linger on her breasts longer than necessary. She closed her eyes as her hands slid over her full breasts to unbutton the lower buttons. Shona looked at herself as she pulled the blouse open, then slid the soft, silk blouse down off her shoulders. The flimsy bra looked as if it could barely hold her large globes, her nipples poking through the thin material. Her hands instinctively caressed her flesh, her fingers slipping into her cleavage. Shona bit her lower lip when her palms brushed against her hardening nipples, sending bolts of electricity through out her body.
Sliding the straps off her shoulders, she caught her breasts as they feel out, caressing, squeezing the soft, but firm flesh. Shona looked at her reflection once more, smiling as she admired her trim, shapely body. She worked hard to keep fit and she was proud of how she looked. She often caught men, even some women, at work and on the streets looking at her as she walked past. Shona felt a surge of passion race through her trembling body. She imagined the hands caressing her tits were Jane's. She closed her eyes again, feeling her friend's hands groping her, having their way with her willing body. One hand slid down her flat belly, slipping under her skirt and onto her moist knickers. Teasing her lips, her fingers tugged and pulled at her trimmed pussy. Shona's hips began to rock slowly, trying to force her fingers deeper inside her. She quickly got out of her skirt, slipping her knickers off her legs. She watched herself in the mirror as two fingers slowly slipped inside her quivering cunt and her other hand toyed with her tits and nipples. Her hips began to rock back and forth more and more, diving her fingers deeper and deeper into her tight tunnel. Biting her lower lip hard, Shona moaned as her body began to shake more violently, almost causing her to lose her balance.
Shona leaned on the chest of drawers, supporting herself with one hand as the other hand continued frigging her wet pussy. Her tits swayed back and forth as her breathing deepened, her orgasm getting ever closer. Her long fingers plunged deeper inside her, rubbing against the head of her cervix. She felt her cunt squeezing her fingers, gripping it as if it were a long thin cock ravishing her. Her body suddenly became rigid as the orgasm burst through her, sending wave after wave of electricity through her quaking body. She felt her juices running down her hand and onto her thighs. She fell against the chest, trying to catch her breath as the brief but intense orgasm finally began to subside, her hands smearing her hot juices over her lips, teasing them and her clit even more. As Shona rested on the chest, her rapid breathing betrayed the sensations that were coursing through her.
After a few minutes, Shona stepped into the shower. The warm water cascaded over her trembling body. Instead of relieving her tension, she had only whetted her appetite. She leaned against the wall, her soapy hands digging at her cunt. She trapped her clit between her fingers, rubbing the sensitive bulb until she felt another, more massive orgasm building deep inside herself. She moaned loudly, one hand groping her firm tits, tugging at her hard nipples while the other plunged in and out of her wet cunt. Her body was shaking, trembling in anticipation of another climax. Her breathing was erratic, her hips thrust against her hand, driving her fingers deeper and deeper inside her.
This time she imagined Geoff's hard cock shagging her willing cunt. His long, thick rod stretching her, splitting her as it pounded in and out. The three of them had played together the day before, but he had not fucked her. Shona felt a little guilty fantasising about her best friend's husband, but Shona did want to feel him inside her. Jane had told her how good he was in bed and she had seen the two of them first hand together but she wanted to experience him herself.
Shona closed her eyes as she frigged her cunt even harder, plunging her fingers deeper into her quivering cunt. Her body began to shake uncontrollably as the orgasm rose to its crescendo, her body becoming alive with sensations. She moaned loudly as she climaxed, her cunt gripping her fingers, squirting her juices out onto her hand. Shona kept frigging herself as wave after wave of pleasure raced through her body. Her hands became covered with her cum, the thick, hot juices mixing with the hot water running down her body. She leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath, her fingers still deep inside her tunnel, playing with her cervix. The hot water soothed her tension even more, hitting against her sensitive breasts and nipples, like little pin pricks lightly jabbing in her skin. She continued playing with her pussy and tits, making the feeling last longer, until she remembered that she was in the shower for a reason.
Reluctantly, she forced herself to stop. She washed her body quickly, feeling more bolts of electricity whenever her fingertips touched certain parts of her awakened body. Yes, she thought to herself, tonight will be fun.
*****
Jane stepped out of the shower, her body, too, was alive, tingling all over. she had been looking forward to this night all week and she felt a surge through her muffin. She rubbed herself dry, the towel stimulating her pussy even more. Jane wished she had frigged herself in the shower to relieve some of her anxiety, but she decided to let her passions build all night.
Geoff was just getting upstairs when Jane, her body wrapped in a towel, began drying her hair. Geoff walked up behind his young wife, kissing her on the back of her soft neck. Jane moaned softly, pressing her bum back against Geoff's hips. He wrapped his arms around her, slipping one hand under the large towel. With one movement, he unhooked the towel, letting it fall to the floor, catching Jane's full breasts in his hands. Jane smiled, rubbing her arse up and down against his hardening cock.
"Honey, I'm home", Geoff whispered softly in her ear. Jane closed her eyes, feeling his strong hands playing with her large breasts. She could feel his cock become harder through the thin scrubs he had worn to work. If they didn't have reservations in a short while, Jane would have dropped to her knees right then and sucked his thick cock. She loved sucking him, feeling his manhood in her small mouth. Jane licked her lips, wishing they had the time. She could almost feel his head sliding along the roof of her mouth, filling her mouth with his passion. All men loved being sucked, Jane knew that from many years of experience, and she loved sucking, feeling a hard cock in her mouth; but with Geoff, it was different. He loved having her take him and she knew it. The pleasure that he received from her only added to her pleasure and desire to please him. It was a circle of passion, of emotion, that only grew larger. She wanted to please him, and the more he enjoyed it, the more she wanted to please him. Jane knew that her husband felt the same way about her. How many times had he had satisfied her without cumming himself. He seemed to love the idea of making her cum, of pleasing her without regard to himself. His unselfishness only added to her desire to make him happy.
As suddenly as his groping had begun, it ended. "I have to shower now," Geoff said, smiling, knowing that he had whetted her appetite for tonight. He stripped out of his clothes and showered as Jane finished with her hair and makeup.
