by Jason Lenov
This sent delicious ripples shimmering up my spine into the base of my brain and back down in between my legs, stiffening my cock and making my balls pull up.
I stared at her, looking up at me with her wide, brown eyes. She looked so deliberate in what she was doing. Studious almost. It wasn't a duty to go down on me but something she was doing because the act was doing something for her.
I found this to be incredibly hot. The fact that suddenly my wife liked giving blowjobs, liked sneaking a quickie in in a public place was a huge turn on. That message shot from my lizard brain down into my cock and I got rock hard inside Lisa's mouth.
Still stroking my balls with her fingers, she let out a little laugh over my shaft.
Somehow this seemed hotter still, that she was being so playful and giggling even while my cock was in her mouth. My breathing quickened and I could feel seed pulsing through my cock. "Baby," I whispered, careful not to be too loud in case there was someone on the other side of the door. "I'm...careful...I'm gonna come."
I thought she was going to pull off. Actually, I didn't know what I thought her plan was. She never really liked swallowing, which was fine but I couldn't really nut all over the change room wall.
Lisa did pull off, but left the head of my cock in her mouth and only for a moment. Long enough to giggle again and say, "So? Come?" Instantly, she grabbed my ass with her hand and sank down onto my cock. As I watched her take more and more of me into her mouth my eyes bugged out again. I felt the head of my cock touch the back of her throat. Then I watched as she plunged me even deeper into her mouth.
Then I felt the muscles in her neck tighten, tickling my glans as her tongue swept back and forth across my shaft. That was it. That pushed me over.
"Fuck," I hissed. I reached out to steady myself and the only thing I could find was her head. I put both hands on her head and with my cock buried that deep inside her mouth it felt like I was just using her face to release. That made me come so much harder.
I felt jet after jet of hot sperm blast into her throat, splashing across the back of her neck. I felt her swallow, sweep her tongue across my cock for more, then swallow when she got the next blast.
I made some ugly half-groaning, half-grunting noise but managed not to cry out. Unloading the rest of my spunk into her hot mouth, I shuddered, then staggered back.
Lisa gagged, probably from the sensation of my cock falling out of her mouth so fast, but managed not to wretch. She cupped a hand to her mouth just as she started laughing. She swallowed the last of my semen and fell back against the changing room wall.
I saw it when she took her hand away from her mouth. Just a tiny droplet of my cum, dribbling down her cheek. "Fuck!" I said, and reached out to try and scoop it up. I was too late. The little bead of white cream dripped from the tip of her chin and fell in a tiny puddle on the dress, darkening the fabric.
Lisa looked down to where I was pointing, then back up at me. She covered her mouth with her hand started to laugh. "Guess we're buying this one then?" she said between giggles.
The knock on the door startled both of us.
"Hello? Who's in there?"
We sat there, snickering like school kids until whoever was behind the door gave up and left. Then we hurried to the counter, paid for the dress and rushed out of the store and into the night.
I was already hard again by the time we got to the car.
Chapter 10
Lisa looked just as incredible on the Friday we went to the club as she had in the store. We picked Amanda up at her apartment and headed downtown. So as not to be rude, we let Amanda ride up front while I drove and Lisa sat in the back.
After a bit of banter between the two of them we drove through the dark streets in awkward silence for a while before Amanda spoke up.
"So you guys gonna do it?" she asked.
I glanced at her to see her looking at me from the passenger seat. "Do what?"
"I mean are you going to go through with it? Are you actually going to let another guy fuck her?"
I nearly drove the car off the road. I knew Lisa had told her but I didn't expect such a forthright question about it. "Uh...I don't know. I guess we'll see when we get there."
"She is going to kill in that dress, you know? She's gonna be chasing guys away all night. Unless you want to take more than one home!" She threw her head back and her blonde hair, which she'd curled for the evening, bounced on her bare, tanned shoulders.
I looked at Lisa's reflection in the rear view mirror. She was rolling her eyes but she was smiling. Her whole body seemed to be buzzing with energy. She was definitely excited about the possibilities the night might bring.
Even though I'd had a week to come to grips with what was happening, sometimes my own reaction at what I was about to do still took me by surprise. I would get that same electric thrill shooting through me as I imagined Lisa on the dance floor, surrounded by other guys. I kept wondering how I was going to react in the moment but I wasn't worried about it. I didn't know what to expect but I knew it was going to be good.
By the time we got a parking spot, then walked to the club, the girls were huddling together against the cold and I felt a little out of place. The only guy invited to girls night.
We didn't have to wait in line for very long. As soon as the bouncer spotted Lisa and Amanda, or more accurately, their legs poking out from beneath their short skirts, he waved us over. He opened the velvet rope that was keeping the rest of the line from walking through the door and let us pass. I thought I saw him give me a funny look but I didn't pay too much attention to it. I was way too involved in what I was heading into.
Inside the air was hot and thick with the smell of booze and cologne and sweat. The music was thumping but it wasn't so loud that you couldn't talk or make out what someone was saying to you. After leaving our jackets at the coat check, the three of us made our way to the bar.
The girls got vodka shots and I got a double Jack on the rocks. We stood around letting our eyes get accustomed to the dim light and our bodies used to the feeling of sound being pumped through them by the enormous sound system.
After they'd finished their shots, Amanda started pulling Lisa towards the dance floor.
"Hold on," Lisa said, turning toward me. "You still okay with this?" she asked.
It was sweet, her being so thoughtful. I gave her a big smile. "More than okay. Go. Have fun. I'll be right here if you need me."
She gave me one last look that said "I love you," before being swept up into the sea of bodies by Amanda.
I leaned back on my stool and watched them weave their way through the crowd out into the center of the dance floor. It was funny seeing Lisa in her high heels. The only other time I'd seen her wear heels was for our wedding and even that looked out of place. But she'd been practising wearing them all week and now that she'd gotten the hang of it it just added to all that new sexy confidence she had.
It took all of thirty seconds of the two of them dancing before I saw a guy come up on either side of them. The guy behind Amanda was a tall dude with jet-black, slicked back hair. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, showing off his dark, hairy chest adorned with a thick, gold chain.
It wasn't the kind of guy I'd imagined showing up but Amanda didn't seem to mind as she backed away from dancing with Lisa and closer to him.
The guy that stepped up behind Lisa was black. He had a shaved head and wore a black t-shirt that hugged his muscular frame. He stepped in close, but not so close that he was right on top of her.
Lisa didn't notice at first. It took Amanda shooting her look then glancing over her shoulder, towards the guy, to get her to turn around. When she saw him standing a foot or so away I saw her body freeze for a moment, then relax, then transform into a different shape entirely.
It was like watching the most primal response from an animal when presented with a potential mate. All the cues came at once. Her breasts seemed to get rounder as she pushed her chest out. The pl
easantly plump shelf of her ass raised a little. Then she raised her arms and waving them gently from side to side in time with the beat, showing off her taut tummy and slender hips. It was a silent invitation to dance.
Blood surged into my cock as I watched the guy step in towards her. I felt my heart thud in my chest, skipping a beat, probably in disbelief that we were going through with this. I took a deep breath to calm down, then leaned back onto the bar to enjoy the view.
The guy smiled as he saw that Lisa was up for a dance at least. Two dark and sturdy hands swept up her sides and settled on her hips, swaying together with them to the music. The guy stepped closer.
I caught my breath. His body was just inches from hers now, his head tilting down as if he were breathing in the scent of her neck. They started moving together, her light skin seeming whiter against his dark flesh. He pressed closer to her still, closing the gap between their bodies. Now his chest was against her back. His hips against her ass.
A terrifying thrill rushed through me as I wondered whether she could feel his cock against her.
They started moving moving in unison, two snakes twining around each other. Lisa's ass pressed further out and she ground it against his hips.
My blood was running hot and cold now. My cock was stiff. My insides were tied into a thousand knots. Every time I saw him move his hands I thought I saw her react. I thought I saw her relax a little bit more and press closer towards him.
I have to admit I had a moment of doubt here. It was just as hot as I'd imagined, seeing Lisa being groped and pawed at by another guy, but she seemed so lost in the moment that I wondered if she would ever come back to me. I wondered if we could ever be the same again.
His black hands moved up and around the front of her body. As they danced to the thundering beat I saw his hand creep even further up and around until it settled on one of Lisa's round breasts.
The image sent another blast of angsty lust coursing through me. It was exciting seeing him get close to her. It was a thrill seeing his hands on her hips, her thighs, even seeing him lean close to her neck. But not of those places were nearly as forbidden as what he was doing now.
The full weight of what I was witnessing hit me like a truck.
Another man was groping my wife's tit and all I could do was watch.
I guess that wasn't strictly true. In theory I could have gotten up, walked across the dance floor and told them to stop. I say in theory because I don't know if there was a force in the universe that could have moved me from my spot in that moment.
My cock was rock hard. I could feel sweat beading along my forehead. I couldn't even lift a fucking hand to wipe it off. All of my energy, every single last ounce, was going to staring, bug-eyed, at the two of them getting to know each other.
I saw him squeeze her fleshy breast. I watched her close her eyes. She leaned back, leaning into his chest, savoring the hard wall of muscle at her back. She ground her ass against him and now I was sure that she was stroking his cock with it.
"So you're really into that, huh?" The sound of Amanda's voice tore me from Lisa and the stranger's world and back into the club. The music seemed to amplify. The lights felt brighter. My tunnel vision faded and I turned around. Amanda was standing next to me, stirring her cocktail with a red straw and staring at Lisa and the guy.
"I...I guess," I mumbled, feeling a little sheepish. I barely knew her and it felt like this was a pretty intimate thing for her to know about me.
"I dated a guy like that once," Amanda said, not taking her eyes of the sight of Lisa and the dark stranger undulating on the dance floor.
"You did?" I asked, my curiosity suddenly piqued.
"Uh-huh. He wanted me to fuck other guys."
"Really?" I said, barely able to believe she wouldn't have told Lisa something like that. Or maybe Lisa just hadn't told me?
"Really. He was a really nice guy. I really liked him." She turned and looked at me with her big, blue eyes. "He was the kind of guy I really could have...tried to make things work with, you know?"
"Why didn't you?"
"He was just too into it. He couldn't stop asking me about it. Would I do it? Just once. He wouldn't stop going on about it."
"I'm not like that," I said. I had no idea why I felt the need to justify myself to her.
"Didn't say you were."
We both turned back to the floor and stared at Lisa for a while longer.
"You don't get worried?" she asked after a while.
"Worried? Worried about what?"
"You don't get worried that she's going to fall for some other guy and leave you?"
The pleasant tightness in my stomach twisted into a dreadful knot. "What?"
"You know. Like what if she hooks up with this guy and, like, they really hit it off?"
I forced an awkward laugh. "It's not like that. She's not...looking for anything like that," I explained.
Amanda laughed. "Sometimes things happen when you least expect them though, right?"
I didn't like what she was getting at but I had nothing else to say. Thankfully Mr. Goldchains emerged from the crowd and spotted us at the bar.
"Hey," he said, eyeing Amanda up and down and parting his shirt a little wider with his fingers. "Let's dance." He was chewing gum now.
Amanda smiled at me, hopped off her bar stool and took his hand.
He led her out to the floor and immediately put his hairy, olive paws on her ass and started to dance. She didn't seem to mind. Almost looked like she liked it.
I turned my attention back to the spot Lisa had been dancing with her stranger.
She was gone.
Gone.
Gone.
My heart skipped a beat then dropped into overdrive. I jumped off the bar stool and without thinking where I was going started plowing through the crowd. My vision tunnelled again as I searched frantically for the shape of Lisa's face in the swarming sea of sweaty dancing, groping bodies.
I pushed people out of the way, stumbling through towards the back. My mind started racing as my imagination ran wild with the possibilities of where they might have gone. Had they gone upstairs to the lounge? Had they left? Why would they have left? Or had Lisa succumbed to her desire and dragged him into some dark corner for some illicit fun?
My body seized at that last one. That wasn't what we'd talked about. This had never been part of the plan. We were supposed to keep in touch. This was supposed to be about us!
My palms started to sweat as I plunged deeper into the club towards the bathrooms. I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw him, the dark stranger, leaning against the wall beside the entrance to the women's bathroom. A moment later, Lisa emerged.
I spun around. I felt a cocktail of shame and relief surge through me. Shame at the fact that I'd even suspected her of doing anything like that. Relief at the fact that I'd obviously been wrong. I picked my way through the crowd, toward the wall and turned to find them again.
They'd gone back to dancing. In the same spot, more or less, where they'd been before. I could see Lisa from the side. She didn't seem as relaxed anymore, her body was tense, her eyes scanning the room, searching for something. My shoulders sagged as I realized she was searching for me.
Making my way around the room I came back to the bar stool I'd been sitting at. Our eyes met. Lisa smiled.
My heart fluttered but I managed to smile back.
She turned around, pried his hands off of her hips, then said something to him.
He cocked his head and furrowed his brow but Lisa was already turning to walk away. He put up a hand and even though I couldn't hear it, I made out what he was saying. "Hey. Hold up." He dipped a hand into his pocket and pulled out a card. He handed it to Lisa who looked at it, then tucked it into the front of her dress. When she turned back to walk toward me, she was smiling. She came up to the bar and almost fell into my arms.
"Hey," she said, pressing her nose against mine.
I closed my eyes, finally feeling lik
e I was back in the driver's seat now that I was touching her again. "Hey," I replied.
"Should we get out of here?" she asked.
I nodded.
"Let me just find Amanda." She turned, let go of my hands and prowled back into the crowd. A few minutes later she was back. "She's all good. Let's go home." She pulled me off the bar stool and dragged me toward the door.
Chapter 11
We fell into the house, slamming the door behind us, locked in a passionate kiss as our hands groped each other's bodies. We stumbled to the living room, tearing off clothes, pawing at each other until we fell onto the couch naked, wet and hard.
Lisa lowered her body on top of mine and I felt the wetness of her slit on my stiff cock. She slid herself back and forth. She leaned forward her breasts, nipples stiff pressing against my chest, hot and soft.
She plunged her tongue into my mouth, searching for mine, hungry for my kiss. I kissed her back and slid my hands up her thighs until they found her ass. I guided her forward until I felt the heat of her tight hole at the head of my cock. Raising my hips, I shoved my dick inside her snatch.
"Oh fuck!" she moaned as her hot, sticky cream gushed out of her and slid down onto my balls.
I started fucking myself up into her, clawing at her body as she rose up off of mine.
We were like two animals possessed. Two creatures that needed to feel everything about the other, that needed to melt into each other.
All I could think of was seeing her out on the floor with that guy. I thought of his dark hands pawing at the breasts I was touching now. I thought of how he'd grabbed her ass, how he'd leaned close to her neck. I thought of the way his dark skin had looked next to hers.
It made a violent shudder rip through me and settle into my cock, hardening it even more.
Lisa began to moan and mewl on top of me. Her cunt started squeezing me, her body begging me to nut. "Fuck, I'm gonna come!" she cried. Rising up and riding me hard, she bucked on top of me, her wet pussy drooling hot, fresh cream.
