Married Couple Visit a Swinger Club (First Cuckolding Book 1) Page 6

  “I suppose we should get going,” the driver says, peering back at a car waiting.

  “Okay. It was nice to meet you,” Sara says sweetly.

  The guy smiles and looks down at her legs. His brows flicker. “Yeah – better go,” he says, glancing up and down again. Adrian’s face is hot. Sara’s blushing as she peers at the four of them all having a good last look. The driver shakes his head. “Fuck you’ve got great legs, Sara.”

  “Thank you,” Sara utters softly.

  The guy winks at Adrian. “Looks awful nice between her legs too, man,” he says and drives off.

  Adrian gets in the car and drives too. Sara’s still blushing, her smile huge. She shakes her head. “Wow…. I can’t believe we did that. They were all staring the whole time you were in the shop. That was so amazing. I couldn’t have turned away from them if I wanted to. My legs wouldn’t move. It was so hard to keep my knees together.”

  “That’s a good skirt for this, baby. It wasn’t covering you at all. Those guys could see everything. They wanted to fuck you so bad, the way they were almost drooling.”

  “Hmm – I really hope Derek will be there. If he’s still the same guy, he’ll definitely want to fuck me when I let him look up my skirt. It would be good to do it like that again, sitting here in the car.”

  “Yeah – we could see your whole slit with your knees up like that, baby. Could see your full gash.”

  “Mmm – and Derek’s seen it stretched around his big cock, don’t forget…. Oh he used to fuck me so deep, Adrian. He’s been deeper inside me than anyone – even you. Mmm – if I sit with my knees up like that I’m going to want to open my legs for him. I nearly did with those guys back there. My mind was just mush and it was like they were all willing my legs to open – like there was this power coming from them to make me do it.”

  “That would be so hot if you did, Sara. If you spread your legs for some guy. If you couldn’t help it somehow and spread them nice and wide – in some sort of daze or something…. Frank saw a little bit when I fingered you the other night, I think.”

  “Oh I wouldn’t know. I was totally dazed by that time. I didn’t know what was happening in the end. I didn’t even know he left.”

  Sara quickly dozes off once they’re on the highway. Adrian yawns his way through the final hour of the drive and takes the exit to the north side of town where the car yard is that Derek Samuels used to manage. As far as Adrian knows he still runs the place. It’s only small – a selection of late model used cars – quite classy and up-market. There’s no way Adrian would actually buy a car there, but he wouldn’t mind a test drive of a little sports thing if he could get one.

  Sara wakes thirsty. They’re both hungry and pick up some chips and drinks from a MacDonald’s drive thru. They park across the road from the car yard. There’s a salesman and a young guy polishing cars. Eventually a heavy set man in a white shirt and tie comes from the office with a clipboard and starts checking a vehicle that’s probably a trade in. Sara’s smiling. “That’s Derek there. He’s put on some weight.”

  “Are you sure that’s him?”

  “Definitely. I can tell by his walk…. Ooh, I’m getting nervous now.”

  “Do you want to chicken out, baby? We don’t have to do it with him if you don’t want to.”

  “No – I want to…. I’d really like to go and say hello, and I’d love for him to look at me like this.” Sara wipes her hands and stuffs her cup and rubbish bag into Adrian’s. “Let’s drive over and park near the office. You have a look at the cars and I’ll wait for him to see me.”

  Adrian puts their rubbish in the bin and drives across the street. He parks right by the office. The boy polishing cars nods and walks by. The other salesman lifts his head. Adrian strolls between the cars and checks through windows. “Just browsing, man,” he says to the salesman, who waves and goes into a showroom where an old guy is kicking the tyres of shiny black Jeep. Sara waves from where she has opened her door and is sitting with her heels hooked on the side step again. She’s brushing her hair.

  Derek appears in the door of the office and sees her. “Sara! What the hell – how are you?”

  “Hi, Derek,” she calls back gaily. He approaches. She stands and meets his hug. He keeps an arm around her and gushes his surprise and pleasure to see her. She’s touching his chest, peering up at him with her face flushed and her smile huge.

  Adrian can see the crotch of Sara’s panties. Her little skirt has hiked up a bit with the way a massive hand is squeezing her side. The big guy keeps hold of her but cranes his neck to look her over.

  “You’re looking hotter than ever, Sara. You been working out, huh?”

  “Yes I have as a matter of fact. Thanks for noticing, Derek.”

  “Too bad I can’t say the same, though.”

  “Oh you were always going to be a big guy when you matured.” Sara pats his stomach. “You still look good to me.”

  Adrian approaches.

  “Do you remember my husband Adrian?”

  Adrian shakes the man’s hand. They exchange greetings, with Sara having been released to stand there wringing her hands in front. They’re invited inside and shown to a small office with a leather couch. They sit together and Derek sits on his desk smiling down at them. His gaze flashes to Sara’s legs a few times quickly as they chat. Sara’s giggly. Adrian is not really in the conversation so he gets up and has a look at the impressive collection of vintage car photos on a wall behind the desk. From there he can see Sara’s panties very nicely, and he has to adjust his flexing cock to one side to give it room to expand.

  Sara’s knees are appropriately together but not pressed tight. There’s a slight gap, the length of her crotch visible between her slender thighs. Adrian can distinguish her landing strip. As he moves closer he can see her pussy lips and slit. The mesh covering her is visibly wet and sticking. She’s winding her hair and resetting it again. Her knees stray apart a little. Their conversation has paused. Adrian has made his way around the desk and is beside Sara’s ex-lover. “Geez that’s a nice view, buddy,” he says, glancing to take in Adrian. “No, don’t close your legs, Sara. That’s so fucking hot with that tiny skirt and those slender thighs…. That’s a very pretty pussy, eh, Adrian?”

  “Yeah, it is,” Adrian agrees, his voice a dry whisper. He meets Sara’s eyes.

  She’s blushing and rubbing her knees, looking from him to Derek.

  Derek clamps a heavy hand upon Adrian’s shoulder. “I never realized how much I’ve missed looking at that pretty pussy these past years.”

  Sara bites her smile and turns her head away, shaking it slowly. “I see you haven’t changed from being crass and inappropriate,” she says.

  Derek smiles. “Just appreciating the beauty of nature, eh, Adrian?”

  “You got that right. Absolute beauty,” Adrian agrees, smiling too now.

  Sara rolls her eyes, still biting her smile and rubbing her knees. She takes a breath and pushes her knees open a little more and rakes her hands down her thighs.

  “Oh yeah,” Derek groans.

  She holds Adrian’s eyes and opens her legs a bit wider. “Is that better?” she asks sweetly, looking to Derek.

  “That’s fucking beautiful…. So do you guys fuck around at all? I’d love to join in… You used to like my big dick, didn’t you, Sara?”

  “Mmm – yes I liked it, but we haven’t decided about going that far, have we, Adrian?”

  “Nah, man, we haven’t. We’re just experimenting – seeing how we feel about it first.”

  “Okay. Fair enough…. I can appreciate that,” Derek agrees, checking activity in the outer office where the other salesman has just taken a phone call.

  Sara tugs at her skirt a bit, craning back over her shoulder to see.

  “It’s okay. That’s just Geoff. He can’t see you there….”

  Sara turns back and looks from Adrian to Derek again. “Plus you used to hurt me with that huge thing sometimes when you were impatient. I haven’t forgotten how that used to feel.”

  “I haven’t forgotten either…. You were only young, though…. She was super tight at nineteen,” Derek says to Adrian with a wink. “Bet she still is, eh?”

  “Yeah, I reckon,” Adrian agrees, making Sara’s blush deepen.

  “Hmm – but it wasn’t just that. It was actually nice, how thick it was for me.” She rubs her inner thighs, squirming them open a little again. “The problem was how deep you used to fuck me before I had time to get used to it. Sticking the huge thing all the way into my belly like that. It would get so hard when you were close, and you’d force it all the way in when you were cumming.”

  Derek chuckles. “Well the baby making goo has to go in deep.”

  Sara bites down on her grin. “I guess – but for all the times you filled up my belly with yours, it was my husband’s regular sized thingy that ended up getting me pregnant.”

  “The upper end of regular,” Adrian says, exaggerating with a couple of fingers to show the other man his dick length.

  Derek chuckles again. “Hey, buddy, I often wish I was regular size too. It feels so good when you’re all the way in, huh? And Sara’s not the only girl to have had trouble fitting mine inside.”

  “I bet I’m not the only one!” Sara declares.

  “And anyway. You were always on the pill, weren’t you? I think we all had a fair go at knocking you up, but it was a bit hard when you were taking contraceptives.”

  “And just as well I was…. But tell me honestly, Derek, did you guys all talk – compare notes about me?”

  “Err – no, I wouldn’t say we compared notes. We knew everyone was fucking you so we would kind of mention if we were planning to go and see you, just to make sure no one else turned up on the night…. We were lucky we didn’t end up passing STDs around. We were all pretty active picking up at the pub or wherever as well. I don’t think anyone ever used rubbers with you, did they?”

  “No. I had the pill for contraception, so all you guys used to just cum inside me. I’ve never actually had sex with a condom. After the kids were born, we always just used the rhythm method and sometimes I’d use a diaphragm…. I wouldn’t want to ask a guy to use a condom even now. He will have to be someone we can trust in that way if we decide to do anything, won’t he, Adrian?”

  “Definitely! If we decide to, the guy will have to be clean.”

  Derek puts his hand up, grinning cheekily. “I’m clean. I’m just out of a long term relationship and haven’t even gotten it wet at all the past few months.”

  “Yes, well nothing’s going to happen today,” Sara tells him.

  “No, but you’ll keep me in mind, huh?” he asks more seriously, looking to Adrian as well.

  “Yeah, I guess. I mean, if we decide to try anything, right, baby?”

  “Uh huh,” Sara utters softly. “Although you’d have to be more patient and not hurt me, Derek. I still don’t think I could take all of you without some time to adjust to how long you are.”

  “Absolutely.” Derek’s nodding, his expression sincere. “Hey, I was only young too back then. I didn’t know shit about sex…. What was that – 16 years ago? I was like 22 – just a boy…. If you wanted it, Sara…. If you want another man to fuck your wife, Adrian…. Anytime, okay?”

  Adrian nods. “Okay, man. Thanks for being straight about it. It’s still kind of weird to think about….”

  “Hey, I get that. You guys should actually make the decision to go that far away from the situation. That would be my advice – like, not in the heat of the moment if you know what I mean.”

  “Yes. That’s true. That makes sense,” Sara agrees. “You really haven’t changed much at all, have you?”

  Derek shrugs with a grin. He tilts his head to look between Sara’s thighs again. “Not much, I suppose.”

  She giggles. “Well do you want me to do what you used to like?” she asks Derek, glancing at Adrian with the tease. “He used to make me put on a show like this sometimes,” she goes on, and she covers her pussy with a hand and opens her legs as she begins to rub slowly.

  “Oh yes,” Derek groans.

  Sara smiles but her eyes roll and her mouth opens. She squeezes a nipple and rubs her pussy in a circle. They can see her labia parting, her juices seeping through the mesh now. Her breathing is shallow. She begins to moan under her breath and rub faster, her fingers now pressed against her clit and vibrating. Derek is feeling his cock. He takes it out. Adrian sits beside his wife protectively. Derek strokes slowly, his cock long and thick, continuing to expand. Sara’s now looking at it, her eyes wide. Adrian feels her tits and plays with her nipples. Derek’s stroking faster, pulling harder and working the swollen head of his impressive length of meat. Sara clenches in orgasm. Derek leans over her and ejaculates, thick ropes of cum lashing her closed thighs and the back of her fingers pressed over her pussy. He expels a breath, squeezing off a final thick dribble that lands on Sara’s groin, soaking into her panties there.

  Adrian’s taken aback at how much the guy came – how thick and heavy the streaks of cum are.

  “Sorry, buddy, I couldn’t help that,” Derek says.

  Sara checks around again but the outer office is now empty. She looks to Adrian a little sheepishly. “Do you want to cum too? I could suck you off.”

  “That’s okay. I’ll wait till later…. That was hot, though. You were amazing, baby.”

  “Yeah? Did you like that?”

  “Absolutely! Loved it!”

  Sara smiles through another little blush. She looks at the mess Derek has made of her legs. His cum has dribbled down to pool on the leather cushion beneath her bottom, soaking into her panties there too. “Nope. Nothing’s changed,” she tells him, frowning playfully.

  “Would you like a spoon?” Derek asks with a grin. He has a plate and cup with a spoon smeared with cream cake. He sucks it clean. “Or just a tissue?” he asks with a grin.

  Sara’s eyes roll. “Um….”

  Adrian strokes her hair.

  Her blush rises as she looks to him. “Would you like to watch me do that?”

  Adrian’s face heats too. “Do you want to?”

  “She wants to,” Derek says, still grinning and holding the spoon.

  Sara shakes her head at him then looks to her husband again. “Yes, I actually WOULD like to eat it. It would be exciting since it’s not from you. But I want to do it for YOU, not for him!” She glares defiantly at Derek again. He offers the spoon. She takes it, shaking her head in defeat now. “I’m not going to eat it all, though.”

  “All the sperm’s in those thick globs,” Derek suggests. “Just eat some of that and rub the rest in?”

  “Hmm – and it’s all under my bottom as well,” Sara says, scooping a spoon full of the thickest semen from her thigh. She peers from Derek to Adrian and puts the spoon in her mouth, sucking it clean and swallowing softly. Her forehead crinkles. “Eww, that’s strong and yucky.” She carefully scoops another spoonful from the same thigh and up to the elastic of her panties then puts it in her mouth. She grimaces again as she swallows it. Then she scoops a creamy, jelly-like glob from her inner thigh. She keeps that on the spoon and collects another rope of the cum from her other thigh, filling the spoon full. “Are you enjoying this?” she challenges Derek. “Do you think that’s all the sperm now?”

  “Nearly all of it,” he teases right back as she puts that spoonful in her mouth. She shakes her head as she swallows it down, her eyes a little watery now. “Aw yeah, is that nice?” Derek goes on.

  Sara swallows again, gulping a little. “Oh that tastes so strong.” She looks from Derek to Adrian, wiping the corner of her mouth on the back of her hand. “Do you guys want me to eat more of it for you?”

  Derek is still feeling his cock in his trousers. He moves close again and takes it out. He crouches and squeezes off, three more heavy ropes of cum just kind of ooze from the huge eyelet and land on Sara’s thigh. They’re white and jelly-like. “There’s a bit more – still warm.”

  Sara scoops one of the globs with the spoon and puts it in her mouth. She holds it on her tongue and looks to Adrian, frowning as she swallows it. He strokes her face. “Should I eat more?” she asks him.

  “Yes, baby, eat the rest of it.”

  She looks to Derek, glancing down at the two globs of cum then back up at him. “It’s warm from being inside those big things,” she says. His balls are drooping from the front of his trousers, his cock still in his hand. She scoops both globs to fill the spoon completely, the white, sperm-heavy gel floating in a pool of slightly thinner seminal fluid. Sara touches the spoon to her lips and softly sucks the gooey mix into her mouth, closing her eyes and swallowing immediately. She grimaces and shakes her head then quickly sucks the spoon clean.

  Her eyes are very watery as she looks to Adrian again. “I’m going to need another coffee to wash that down in a minute. She hands the spoon back to Derek. “Thanks,” she says sweetly. “It’s all gooey under where I’m sitting. It’s wet your couch, but it’s all you, not me.” She rubs her thighs and there’s still cum stringing between her fingers as she wipes them into the crotch of her panties. She stands and checks the back of her legs and bottom. There’s a creamy wet patch where she was sitting. She wipes the back of her thighs with her hand and rubs in between her legs.

  “We should get going then,” Adrian says.

  Derek has done up his trousers. He gives Adrian a business card. “You can get me on that number anytime.”

  Sara leans in for a hug. “Thank you. That was really nice,” she says. “Yucky but nice.”

  “It was great to see you again, Sara…. I’ll hold off any dating for a while in case you guys decide…. I‘d love to fuck you again – you know that.”

  Sara blushes and smiles. “Do I get a little kiss for eating your cum like that? I didn’t mean it when I said I wasn’t doing it for you too….” Derek presses his lips to hers. “Plus it’s still all over me and soaked into my panties everywhere,” she says, and he presses to her lips again.

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