A Shopping Trip to Remember

I hope you read my story, "A Shopping Trip to Remember". What started as a road trip with my husband soon became very sexual with a total stranger. The erotic shopping trip could have ended when we were asked to leave the store, but my husband suggested our new friends have brunch with us.

It was just a short drive to the restaurant where I hoped our new friends would meet us. I raised the arm rest that separated me from my husband and scooted close to him. I laid my head against him as his hand made its way between my legs. His fingers were soon probing my pantiles slit through the leg of my shorts.

My mind was still racing, and my body was on fire from the events of the last couple of hours. My legs seemed too automatically separate to make more room for the exploring fingers. My hand found its way to my husband's crotch. I was more than a little pleased to find his very hard cock straining to be free.

I was briefly disappointed when we arrived at our destination and my husband's hand moved away. That feeling ended when our shopping partners parked next to us. I smiled when I noticed my French cut bikini panties hanging proudly from Mark's mirror.

There was an odd silence as the four of us made our way to inside. Soon we were being guided to our booth. Cathy and I slid in first, facing each other across the table. I knew our husbands were talking but my mind couldn't seem to understand their words.

Cathy had a look on her face that I think probably matched mine. The best way to describe it might be a confused look somewhere between fear and lust! I slipped my feet out of my flip flops and quietly let my toes search trying to find Cathy's feet. Her eyes widened and a smile came across her face as we played footsie under the table.

I was vaguely aware that the waitress was taking my husband's order.

My mind was distracted from my shopping partner as the waitress looked my direction and asked," and what would you like?"

I realized I had not bothered to look at the menu so I just said, "I'll have what he is having," but shamefully what I would have liked to have, was sitting across the table from me.

Just as the waitress asked for Cathy's order, I let my right foot slide higher caressing her left leg. Obviously, Cathy was good at multitasking because she seemed to place her order flawlessly despite my attempt at distracting her.

I was starting to doubt that Cathy was appreciating my foot play when her right foot moved to rest on my left knee. My hand seemed to be drawn to her foot. Soon I was gently massaging her toes. That little voice inside my head was thinking," this little piggy went to market." Somehow that game I had played for years with my baby daughters had never seemed sexy before.

Dan and Mark soon were discovering they too had things in common besides their unpredictable strawberry blond wives. They were both contractors and loved the outdoors.

I was only catching part of their conversation, but I became very interested when I heard my husband tell Mark, "We live on a lake; you guys will have to come visit so we can go boating."

Suddenly I made myself part of the conversation. "We're only an hour away from home right now," I said. Then added," why not come spend the night?"

Mark quickly said," We don't have any extra clothes with us."

"I bet we have anything you guys might need," Dan said.

I gently squeezed Cathy's toes as she told her husband, "Common it sounds like fun."

It was agreed that they would follow us home. I suddenly wondered if it was too late to cancel our brunch order, so we could get on the road. The guys were talking about fishing while their wives sat quietly playing foot games under the table.

Soon we were in our vehicles and headed to my house. I scooted close to Dan again. I started to massage his cock through his jean shorts. I waited until we were across the bridge into Indiana and on the interstate before I unzipped his shorts freeing, he semi hard male organ. It seemed like hitting the fresh air made his cock suddenly hard.

That part of my mind that is always thinking "SEX" was in control as I gently stroked my husband. It certainly wasn't something new because as long as I can remember I have jacked him off as he drove.

I was feeling extremely daring as I unfastened my shorts and slid them down my legs exposing my bare bottom. I tossed my shorts on the dash as I turned my attention back to my husband. I turned in the seat facing him but on my knees.

One of my hands wrapped around his firm cock as the other gently squeezed his balls. I let my tongue touch the glob of fluid leaking from cock. I pulled back a bit stretching the thick pre cum. I couldn't resist offering him a kiss. He seemed glad to accommodate me.

I looked back over the seat to make sure our friends were following. I couldn't be sure, but I thought I was only seeing Mark driving.

My mind wondered," Where is Cathy?" That question was answered as her head popped back up in view. I had to smile thinking," That pervert is sucking Mark's cock."

My husband was slowly but surely unfastening the buttons on my blouse. Soon my braless breasts were exposed. The hand that wasn't required for driving was soon trying to get that shirt off my shoulders.

I guess even though part of me knew it was absolutely wrong, I soon gave in, and my blouse was lying over the back of the seat, and I was on my knees in the front seat of my husband's truck giving him oral sex, totally naked as we drove down the interstate.

I think my husband knew exactly what he was doing as he slowly passed an 18-wheeler. The air horn on the big truck told us he approved. I interrupted my task long enough to set up and turn not only giving the trucker a smile and wave, but also a look at my perky 34 b breasts. The trucker did his best to play leapfrog but unfortunately for him our turn off was close.

It wasn't long until I had accomplished my mission and my husband's penis caught me off guard and erupted making a big mess on my face and his lap before I could capture the rest in my mouth.

After a quick kiss to share the taste of his man juice, which my husband really doesn't appreciate. I turned to relax lying on my back naked in the seat with my bare feet across his lap. My husband's hand found its way to my pussy and was gently drawing tiny circles on my clit.

We were only a few minutes from our house when I reluctantly started dressing. I somehow managed to get Dan's shorts wiped off and fastened as we drove into our garage.

My heart was pounding, and my mind was swirling wondering how the rest of our day would compare to the shopping trip. I waited anxiously as our new friends parked their car.

It didn't take the men long to head to the lake.

I pulled out a few of my favorite swimsuits and let my guest choose the one she wanted to wear first. I restrained myself from helping her get undressed and watched as she slipped on the small white bikini she had chosen. Actually, wondered if I looked as good as she did in that suit. Even in the cool air-conditioned bedroom she looked smoking hot.

I chose my favorite bikini and soon we were in the kitchen. My friend sat at the snack bar watching me make a pitcher of sweet tea. I fixed us two large glasses full and we hit the door to get some sun by the pool.

I know it might have seemed selfish as I kept control my sunscreen until I had applied it all over my fair skin. I actually had a plan and soon I was offering to help Cathy protect her sexy skin from the sun. She seemed more than willing to except my help.

She spread a beach towel and soon was lying on her stomach on the lounge chair. I put some lotion on my hands and rubbed them together to warm the liquid. I started at her neck and shoulders. I took my time gently rubbing the lotion into her fair skin.

I moved my attention down her right arm. I made sure that each slender finger got protected from the sun. Next was her left arm. Cathy seemed to be completely relaxed and it seemed she was enjoying the application of sunscreen almost as much as I was enjoying putting it on her.

As I finished her arm, I casually let my hands run up her arms into her pits and down to the strap holding her bikini top in place. She didn't protest as I unhooked the top and let it fall off her back.

I was careful to warm the lotion with my hands before I put it on her back. She seemed to be completely relaxed and enjoying my hands touching her skin. I purposely let my fingers slide over her sides to touch the sides of both breasts that were smashed against the towel at the same time.

I moved down slowly but deliberately to the top of her bikini bottoms. I she seemed disappointed as skipped to her legs just below her sexy ass. I slowly and firmly massaged her long legs as I applied protection from the sun.

She let of a very low moan as I casually rubbed the lotion on her feet. Each toe got special attention. Just as I finished her feet, I couldn't help but notice that her legs were slightly parted and there was a wet spot in the bottoms that seemed to outline her slit.

I leaned close and kissed her cheek. "Would you roll over?" I whispered in her ear.

My friend didn't bother to try and keep the bikini top in place. She just rolled to her back and left the top lying on the chair. My first move was to gently caress her face as I spread the lotion. There was a point when I purposely moved my face very close to hers. I could feel her breath on my mouth. I'm positive she thought I was going to give her a kiss.

I truly wanted too but I wanted to tease her more. As I pulled my face away, I noticed her grimace. I slowly worked my way down her body. I gently applied the lotion on her breasts but carefully avoided her nipples.

I felt a little devilish as I let the cool lotion drip from about 2 feet above her belly button. She didn't move as I casually massaged the lotion into the skin on her stomach.

I was soon back to the top of the bottoms of her bikini. I slowly traced around the swimsuit. She held her breath as a finger made its way to the wet spot between her legs. I loved how her hips lifted to meet my touch as my finger pressed the material into her slit. Slowly and firmly, I moved my finger up and down the crevice I had created with the material pushing into her pussy. I leaned over her without moving my hand and kissed her lips. It was a short kiss and as I pulled away her head lifted not wanting the kiss to end.

I pulled the material to one side and slipped one finger inside my friend's wet pussy. I started to make tiny circles on her clit with one finger while I curled the finger that was inside her wet pussy searching for her G spot. It wasn't long before her legs clamped tight on my hand and her breathing seemed to stop. Her body couldn't lie still. The involuntary sound she was making almost seemed animalistic.

Just as her orgasm started to subside, I heard clapping. Our husbands had at some point during my application of sunscreen to my almost naked friend they had returned from the lake. It was obvious they had witness at least the part of the show where Cathy had an orgasm on my fingers.

The guys seemed in awe as they moved close. Dan soon was kissing me while Mark went to his knees beside Cathy's chair and the two of them were soon sharing a long romantic kiss of their own.

Mark declared, "that was so totally sexy!"

I smiled as I said," I was just putting sunscreen on her. You didn't want her to get a sunburn, did you?"