Probably the final part of my story.
To continue from Part 2.
Bob and I were driving down the highway, my blouse unbuttoned, and his cum leaking out of my pussy from just having been fucked in public. Bob had me put the blindfold back on. I heard him pull off the highway. He drove a little further, stopped, told me to wait in the car, and he got out. I could hear voices, but couldn't hear what was said.
The backdoor opened and someone got in. Bob got in also and we drove away. The person in the back reached over my seat and began feeling my tits. He was rolling my nipples between his fingers. I was getting wet again. I just knew people could see us, me with my tits out and one feeling them while the other drove.
Bob announced that we were home. He stopped the car and we got out, me with my blindfold still on. Bob wouldn't let me button my blouse, so I assumed his neighbors could see me. I'm a married woman, for god's sake! The two took me by my hands and led me up the steps to the porch. They lifted my skirt up. Great! Now the whole neighborhood has seen my ass! Bob opened the door and we went in.
Bob turned me around, told me to step back onto the porch and hold my blouse open. I almost peed my pants (if I had had any on)! Although I couldn't see, I knew that I was facing the street with my skirt pulled up and my pussy and tits on display! Bob held my shoulders and the other person got down and began licking my cum filled cunt.
It was probably only a minute, but it felt like forever before Bob took me back in the house. He had me take my blouse and skirt off and lay back on the couch, blindfold still on. The other person licked and sucked my pussy, cleaning me up!
I wondered who would eat another man's cum out of my pussy except my husband, but it didn't feel like my husband. After my pussy was cleaned, the other person gave me a deep throat cummy kiss. He then began to suck on my nipples and finger my pussy. He was driving me wild! I came so hard!
I then felt my pussy being penetrated by a different feeling dick. I was being fucked hard and then the other person lay on top of my tits. He was smaller than Bob or my husband. Bob told me I could take the blindfold off.
It was a woman! She was fucking me with her strap-on! I had never been with a woman. I tried to push her off, but Bob pushed her back down. He told me it was time for me to lose another 'cherry'. He also told me to kiss her like I meant it. I hesitated. Bob said I may as well, I had already done it, I just didn't know.
I kissed her. She sucked my tits, moved down and ate my pussy again. Bob told me it was my turn now to return the favor. I told him I couldn't. He just said, 'yes you will', now kiss Lisa. Lisa moved up and sat on my face. I timidly began to lick her. As I did, Bob entered my pussy and began to slow fuck me. Lisa leaned back and stroked my clit. I began to pull my nipples and roll them, just as Lisa had.
We all ended up cumming again, Bob in my pussy, Lisa in my mouth and me all over Bob's dick. And, yes, Lisa ate me out again. My first threesome and with a woman. I suppose all sex can be good sex.
A couple of weeks before Christmas, my husband and I drove to Dallas for some shopping. He reserved a room at Residence Inn, Marriot. We checked in, took a nap, and then went to eat at Pappadeaux's seafood. My huband let me out and parked the car.
I went in and sat at the bar. I called my husband on his cell and told him to get us a table and I would find him. Soon I was chatting with the man next to me. He bought me a drink and moved close to me. I laid my hand on his thigh as we talked. He noticed my wedding ring and said, "so your married."
I replied, "Yes, I am, but don't worry about that, I can do what I want." We continued chatting for a while, exchanged cell numbers, and he kissed me on the cheek. As I was leaving the bar to sit with my husband, I gave him our hotel and room number. I told him I would only be there for one night and I hoped he would call me soon.
My husband and I ordered our meals and enjoyed our shrimp cocktail appetizer. As our food was brought out, I got a call. It was the man at the bar, wanting to hook up with me. I told him to come to our room in an hour. The rest of the meal was somewhat quiet, as I think my husband figured out what was happening. After dinner, we drove back to the room. I brushed my teeth, freshened myself, refreshed my makeup and sat next to my husband on the couch watching TV. In a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.
My husband got up to answer it. It was Stan, the man I met at the bar. As my husband just stood there, I got up and walked to Stan, inviting him to come in. I asked my husband to get us someting to drink. He brought us a Smirnoff Ice and got one for himself.
