Sally's Surprises

by Phillipa Saint

  “OH MY GOD!” he shouted.

  “You like that, honey?” Sally asked.

  “Oh God yeah. That’s great…”

  Lori took her mouth from the cock just long enough to speak.

  “And this time you better make sure you come properly. I wanna taste your spunk, stud.”

  He just nodded vigorously, and Lori went back to work.

  Sally never stopped. She just thrust her hips back and forth, over and over, all thoughts of hurting Todd gone. She could see he was doing fine, so she just let herself go, and fucked him like she wanted to. And fucked herself in the process too.

  And not soon after, the familiar feeling inside came. The heat in her belly rising up, spreading. Her pussy heating up, her heart beating faster, her breath getting caught. And then, the explosion, and the convulsions. And all she felt was pleasure.

  Sally wanted to drop down on the bed and stay there, to recover from her orgasm. But she couldn’t. Todd and Lori were clearly still having fun, and she didn’t want to stop before they did.

  She didn’t have to hold on for long.

  “Aw, God, I’m coming! I’m really coming!”

  Todd’s whole body jerked. His asshole squeezed out the strap-on. Lori’s head stopped going up and down. Her mouth formed a tighter seal around his cock, while letting out a ‘hm, hm, hm’ sound.

  That lasted only seconds, but it felt like long minutes. When Todd stopped convulsing. Lori squeezed his cock a couple of times, milking him for all he was worth. Only then did she take off her mouth.

  Todd’s clock glistened in the light.

  “Your man is very very tasty, Sally,” Lori said, wiping the corners of her mouth with her fingers. “I think he’s a keeper.”

  Sally smiled, and looked at the man in front of her, still out of breath. The man she loved, and that loved her so much, not only shared her with her old lover, he also let himself be fucked in the ass. All because it meant something to her.

  “Yeah,” Sally said, laying down next to the man she already thought of as her husband, and hugging him. “I am keeping him. Forever.”

  He hugged her back. Sally had no idea how long they stayed like that, but the sound of the toilet being flushed told her that Lori had gone to the bathroom without her noticing.

  Sally caressed her man’s face. He answered with a tender smile.

  “How was it, honey?” she asked him. “Did you enjoy yourself?”

  “I’ll answer that with two questions.”

  “What questions?”

  “One, you have Lori’s phone number, right?”

  Sally laughed.

  “Okay, what’s the second?”

  “Can we take home that strap-on?”

  The following is a preview of CHRISTA NEEDS: A PARTY AT MIKEY’S STORY

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  The concierge gave Alex a strange look when he heard his full name.

  “Mrs. Vaughan isn’t in right now.”

  “Ah,” said Alex. “No idea when she’ll be back?”

  “Our guests are not required to inform us of their comings and goings, sir.”

  “Of course.” Not a surprise, really. Alex himself never told hotel staff where he was going whenever he left the rooms he was staying in. “Mind if I wait in the bar?”

  “Not at all, sir.”

  At the hotel bar, Alex ordered himself a drink. He almost went with something classier to match the hotel, but ended up going with a beer.

  He looked at his watch. Of course, Christa wasn’t in. It was her usual dinner time, and she often went out to dinner while she was away. As long as it counted as a business expense, of course.

  Alex preferred to dine in. When they both did, as they had for most of the last of the two weeks, they’d text and Skype each other often, catching up on whatever news they had, and just keeping their need for each other at a minimum.

  But on this trip, Alex found the minimum was still too high. He missed his wife. And he kept thinking of what she’d told him last time they were face to face. They wouldn’t have much time to catch up before going to Mikey’s party. That didn’t please Alex at all.

  So he decided to make a true effort. He stayed up late every night to keep his paperwork ahead of the deadline, and anticipated the last business meeting in a day. Which overloaded his schedule, but he didn’t care. It was for a good cause. He intended to surprise Christa by showing up at her hotel a day before they were supposed to meet at home.

  Unfortunately, his plane was late, and he ended up getting to the hotel around dinner time.

  So he waited.

  And waited.

  After about an hour, he decided to send Christa a text message.

  “You in? I wanna skype for a bit.”

  “Sorry, out to dinner. Won’t be in for a while :(”

  “Oh, ok. Which restaurant? Any good?” This one was a gamble. Alex didn’t want to give away his intentions. Yet since he visited the area often, and they always discussed good places to eat, he figured the risk wasn’t huge.

  “Corsega’s. Pretty good, but not cheap. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.”

  After that, they exchanged a few goodbye texts, and Alex paid for his beer.

  As he passed the reception, he figured he should say something to the concierge.

  “Sorry. Don’t tell my wife I was here if she gets here first, okay? I want to surprise her.”

  He gave Alex the same strange look.

  “Very well, sir. Good luck.”

  It only took about fifteen minutes for Alex to get to Corsega’s. His rental car had GPS, so it was easy to find. And as he drove by looking for a place to park, he spotted Christa leaving the restaurant.

  With a man.

  Which was nothing special. It wasn’t the first time she had a last minute business meeting.

  Except they were holding hands.

  Alex kept driving past them, and they went the other way. He turned the car around as soon as he got the chance, and spotted Christa and the other guy getting into a car.

  They kissed when they got inside.

  A fire lit up inside Alex’s chest. He didn’t like the feeling. At all.

  The car took off, and Alex followed them. Maybe they’d notice, maybe not. But what was happening was what it looked like (and how could it not be), then knowing Christa, the man would barely be able to focus on his driving, let alone on whether he was followed or not.

  Alex wasn’t surprised when he found himself nearing Christa’s hotel. If she was cheating on him, that explained the concierge’s looks, after all.

  But the car kept going, and took a turn around the hotel. Alex followed, and found himself going down to an underground garage.

  If he kept following them, now it would be much easier for them to spot him. But he followed anyway. He had no idea what he would do when they stopped. But he followed them.

  He still had trouble wrapping his head around the idea. Christa was cheating on him. Or at least that’s the way it looked.

  But how? Why? He was sure she loved him, so sure. Why would she do this to him?

  Deep down he knew, of course.

  Because he had never been enough for her in bed.

  Oh, they had amazing sex, and lots of it. It was never a problem. But Christa always had a huge sexual appetite. In fact, she once suggested (which was a mild way of putting it) that they should try swinging, just to experiment new things and people. In truth, that was pretty much the only thing missing from their partying life back then. And the thought of it was a turn-on, so Alex did consider it.

  But in the end, he knew he wouldn’t be able to stand seeing Christa with someone else, so he said no. And she accepted that with little more than a shrug and an “it was just a thought” like it never meant anything. But it did, and Alex knew that she was sacrificing her desires for him.

  Of course, now he had to wonder if she ever sacrificed them at all.

  They parked in an isolated corner of the garage. Alex
parked far enough away that they wouldn’t spot him immediately, yet close enough that he could watch them fairly well.

  Just in case, he crouched down in the car.

  He could just leave the car and confront them there and then, yes. But he intended to give them more rope to hang themselves on. As it were, Christa could claim it was all very innocent, despite what Alex had already seen. It would be easier for her to deny it. But if Alex waited until they were kissing, or even if they went up to her hotel room, then there would be no refuting the evidence.

  Christa and the Man got out of the car. He left first, though, so when she closed the door he was already near her. She smiled, and as she started to walk, he grabbed her arms and kissed her.

  Alex felt his insides burning.

  She surrendered to the kiss, and moved her arms out of his grip and up to an embrace. The kiss was long, and passionate, and probably had a lot of tongue, too. Alex knew she didn’t like to keep her tongue to herself. Or anything else, apparently.

  The Man’s hand went to her buttock. He squeezed it, and Alex heard Christa giggling. She squeezed his too, seemingly mocking him.

  Except her hand didn’t come up or out of his body. It came around his leg, and on to his crotch.

  She felt up what by then was most likely a large bulge in his pants. He moaned. She kept fondling.

  All at once, she looked around to see if there was anyone watching and got down on her knees. Apparently satisfied they were alone, Christa unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock.

  It disappeared into her mouth. It was no mean feat because it didn’t appear small. But Christa could always take a large cock up to her throat. In fact, she loved it. And the way her head was bobbing, even with the Man’s hand holding her hair, proved it. Her hand jerked him off while she sucked his prick like it was the most delicious thing in the world.

  Alex ached as he recognized the exact same head movements he’d seen so many times from much more pleasurable angles.

  Then she got up. Alex couldn’t tell for sure, but it looked like the Man hadn’t come because he wasn’t all that happy with her stopping. They were talking about it, and he tried to gently push her down again as she looked around, still unsure they were safe. But she didn’t go down again.

  Instead, she turned around, leaned against the side of the car, and stuck out her ass.

  The Man knew exactly what she wanted. He pulled up her skirt, and as soon as he could reach them took her panties down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and kicked them to the corner, as he fondled her breasts from behind and prepared himself to enter her.

  Christa partly opened her blouse, letting him get a better feel of her tits. He pulled them out. Alex could see his hands fondling them, squeezing them, teasing the nipples.

  Then, in a sudden move, the Man entered her. Christa moaned, loud enough that anyone hearing it would have no doubt about what just happened.

  The Man made no effort to take it slow and let her adjust around him. Instead, he started pounding her immediately, holding on tight to her hips.

  Despite the support of the bra under them, Alex could see her breasts rippling with every thrust.

  Christa’s moans continued. The Man joined in.

  A light fell on them then. Two of them, in fact. Headlights. A car was coming around the corner. It passed them, and Alex could swear he saw the car slow down and lose control for a second when it passed them. The driver must have seen them, despite driving away.

  They didn’t care. Christa and the Man kept fucking like nothing else existed but their pleasure. And for all Alex knew, for all he could see, at that moment, nothing else did exist for them.

  Suddenly, Christa’s face took on a sour look, a look that Alex considered himself fortunate to know so well. She bit her lower lip, and her moans changed. They became sharper, more urgent somehow. The Man recognized the signs and thrust himself harder into her. It took only moments for her body to start shaking.

  It didn’t take Christa much longer than that to regain composure, and she kept pushing herself back towards the Man’s cock.

  And now it was his turn to shake. He groaned and moaned and jerked into her.

  Alex thought he heard Christa say “yeah, oh yeah”, but he couldn’t be sure.

  The Man pulled out. He looked around for something while Christa pulled down her skirt and closed her blouse. Then he found her panties, used them to clean off his cock, and threw them to the corner again.

  They kissed again, though not as passionately as in the beginning. He zipped up and composed himself. Christa took her purse from inside the car, and pulling the strap over her shoulder, kissed his cheek. He grabbed her arm as she was walking away.

  Alex almost jumped out of the car right then, but he saw her roll her eyes. She was annoyed but safe. All it took was a gentle palm to his chest, and he backed off with a devilish smile. Her own smile mirrored it. They chatted a bit, then Christa blew him a kiss. He walked away towards his car. And Christa walked towards Alex.

  He threw himself down across the front seats, the handbrake digging into his lower back.

  Christa’s footsteps passed the car. She was walking normally, but it felt like it took her longer than necessary.

  When the sound of her heels signaled she was far enough away, Alex sat back up. At the same time, the Man drove by, heading out of the garage.

  As far as Alex knew, he was alone now. And still inside the car.

  Why didn’t he get out? Why didn’t he confront him like he intended? There was certainly no denying what was happening when he was six inches or so deep in her. Why didn’t Alex do anything? For God’s sake, if nothing else, why didn’t he just leave instead of subjecting himself to that spectacle?

  Then he looked down.

  His erect penis throbbed under his precum-stained pants.

  That was why.

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