We both slept well and I only woke to answer Mother Nature's scream for the release of the pressure in my bladder. When I returned to the bed, your eyes were open and you smiled holding your arms up to me.
"Where are we off to today?" you asked as I sank into your waiting arms and kissed first your lips and then your two nipples.
"What makes you think we're going anywhere?" I licked first your right nipple and then the left one.
"You've got that look in your eye."
"And what look is that, pray tell?" I bit the rubbery nubbins softly.
"The look that says we're going somewhere today."
"Oh, that look!" I reached between your legs with my hand, but you blocked the move.
"Uh-huh. Get your hand out of there until I go potty." You got up and went into the bathroom without closing the door.
"How about we drive up to Atlantic City?"
"And gamble?" I heard the toilet flush.
"Is there anything else to do in Atlantic City, dear sweet Fiona?"
"Well...." You smiled as you took my hand and placed it between your legs and grabbed my prick with your other hand. "We do have time for a quickie, don't we?"
For an answer, I rubbed my thumb across your clit. You responded by rubbing my pre-cum across the head of my dick. One thing led to another and a half hour later we were both ready to wash the sweat and cum off our bodies.
I quickly dressed and while you put the finishing touches to your clothing, I took the suitcases down and strapped them to the back of the Midget. A quick stop for gas and we were on the road heading over the mountains to Asheville. Even keeping our clothes decent in case somebody should look down into the Midget, we kept each other pleasured all day. We laughed, you snoozed leaning your head on my shoulder, and we talked about anything and everything that came to mind. By evening, we were nearing Petersburg, Virginia which we had decided would be our stop for the night. We got a suite at the Petersburg Inns and Suites and took our luggage in with us.
"Honey?"
"Yes, Fiona?"
"I've got a friend named Tara that lives with her husband in Colonial Heights. Would you like some company tonight? I know you are tired, but I thought it might be fun to have somebody else join us."
"You think she and her husband would want to join us?"
"Tara and Jack are always ready to join a sex party."
"Oh, that kind of party, huh?"
"What did you think I was talking about?"
"Tiddly winks? OK, I'm game if you are."
"Jack has always wanted another piece of my ass and you'll love Tara."
"What's she like?"
"Oh, she's about five four, a hundred pounds soaking wet, 36C tits, nice ass, and the girl can fuck any man silly. That's why she and Jack are into swinging. He can't seem to keep her satisfied and it's easier on him if he knows who she's fucking. Oh, I forgot. Jack's bi."
"Sounds OK. Call her and see if they're available. Hey, I might even get fucked by a man, huh?"
"Maybe. You never can tell what's going to happen." You took my cell phone from me and dialed Tara's number.
"Oh, hi Jack. This is Fiona. Yeah, I'm fine, how 'bout you? You are? Is Tara home? Let me speak to her, will you." You smiled down at me as I shoved your thong aside and slipped first a single finger and then three fingers deep into your pussy, wiggling your ass just a little to drive them home a bit faster.
"Hey! Tara! How are you girl? I'm doing pretty good. Horny, huh? Can't Jack keep that pussy of your's satisfied?" You laughed a deep throaty laugh. Your hips continued wiggling on my fingers and you started a circular motion with your hips. "Tara, my boyfriend and I are down at the Petersburg Suites. Yeah that's the place. How would you and Jack like to come over and swing a little with us? You would. That's great. We can go and get a bite to eat when you two get here. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Oh really? He didn't! He did? Damn, girl, you've got to put chastity pants on that stud of yours, you know that, don't you? Yeah. We'll be ready. See you in about thirty minutes or so? OK. See ya!"
You turned to me and said "You've got about twenty minutes to finish what you've started." Then you fell on top of me and glued your mouth to mine in a ferocious French kiss that took my breath away. My clothes and yours flew in all directions until we were finally naked in each other's arms. My cock slipped easily into your tight pussy and your inner muscles milked it for all they were worth. My thrusting started getting harder and faster.
"Fuck me you son of a bitch. Fill my cunt with your cum. Make me pregnant damn it! Give me a baby!"
I pounded deeper and harder and faster into your love box stirring your juices into a frothy liquid that oozed from around my plunging dick. Your orgasm drew mine with it and I spurted shot after shot of hot potent sperm deep inside you.
We glanced at the clock and decided we really needed to get dressed for supper. According to the clock, we only had about five minutes before Tara and Jack were due to arrive. Just as we reached for our clothes, there was a knock at the door.
