"I should be thanking you!" she said. "I'm Rachel."
I took the hand she proffered, and kissed it gently, "I'm Keith, but my friends call me 'Wolf'," I said.
After the stage was cleared away, and Pamela had gotten dressed, we said our good-byes to Mike (who expressed gratitude for the experience), and the band, and headed outside to my car. Just outside the door, was Rachel.
We made some small talk, and she invited us to her place for some coffee, "or something".
I was tempted, but a bit wary. She was, as I've said, very sexy, but I wondered aloud, what sort would be attracted to Squeeky?
"It's Halloween, Babe," she said, and then added, "Did you think, for one minute, that I was actually a nurse?"
"Good point," I said with a smile.
We followed Rachel to her place, in my car, and she led us up to her third-floor apartment. She took our jackets, and hung them up in the hall closet, and then bade us sit and make ourselves at home.
Rachel made a cup of coffee for herself, and one for Pamela. I declined, not being a coffee drinker, myself, and accepted a can of RootBeer. We sat, all of us sipping our beverages, close together on Rachel's sofa, with me nestled between the two sexy women. We talked, getting to know each other, and I had a hand on each of their thighs.
Pamela was the only one of us not still in costume, since, if she wore her costume out of the club, she would most likely have gotten arrested before we made it to the car. She was now wearing a simple tie-dyed T-shirt, and loose, flowing black skirt. I pushed her skirt up, so that I could touch the nude flesh of her thigh, and I noticed that she didn't bother to put on any underwear. Which was fine by me.
Rachel, on the other hand (that hand resting on the exposed flesh between her white stockings, and her white mini-skirt), was wearing a lacy pair of silk panties, which I caught glimpses of, as she sat next to me, her hand on top of mine.
I don't remember most of what we talked about, and quite frankly, I don't think most people would give a shit. It was a pleasant enough conversation, but that's not why we're here, now is it?
Eventually, the conversation centered on the goings-on at the club, which brought a smile to Pamela's lips, and a lovely blush to her cheeks. We all agreed that it was a powerful, sexy scene, but we were now interested in something a bit more . . . intimate.
Pamela began undoing my braids, as Rachel kissed my mouth. And I kissed back, my tongue moving boldly past her lips. They offered no resistance, knowing full well that her tongue would be there to meet mine, with all force!
Having finished with my hair, Pamela began kissing my neck (which, she knows, I love), and I felt her hand caressing my thighs, through my fishnet stockings. She began to peel them down, but Rachel stopped her.
"Allow me," she said, and proceeded to rip them right off my legs. She then did the same to my bra, and Pamela removed my skirt, and shoes. I was left in only my boxer shorts (the ones with the popular cartoon characters adorning).
Rachel rubbed my cock through the cotton material of my boxers, and gave Pamela a look. Pamela leaned in close to Rachel, and kissed her tentatively on the mouth. She had been with women before, and enjoyed it every time, but she was always shy about it. I think, after all this time, that she still needed my permission to be the full, sexual being that she was deep down inside. And I was more than happy to give it to her.
I stroked her hair, and told her to tell Rachel what she wanted to do. She blushed again, and turned away. I gently pushed her face towards Rachel again, and repeated my order; this time a little more firmly, but no less gently.
"I want to lick your pussy, Rachel, until you cum all over my face," she said in a soft, sexy whisper. Then she kissed Rachel again, with abandon! And Rachel kissed her back. And the sight of these two gorgeous women, their tongues mingling, their hands on my cock . . . Need I say it? This sight made my cock grow to its absolute hardest! And can you blame it?
I shed my shorts, and sat back, stroking my rock-hard cock, while Rachel, and Pamela undressed each other. They practically tore at each other's clothes, and soon, Rachel was wearing only her white stockings, and garters, and Pamela was completely nude. They tenderly, yet passionately, explored each other's flesh with hands, and fingers, and lips, and tongues, and teeth. They kissed and fondled, and licked almost every inch of exposed flesh that they could find. They teasingly avoided contact with nipples or pussies, and soon Rachel was begging Pamela, pleading with her to, "Please, lick my cunt! I want to feel your tongue in my pussy, and on my clitty!"
And Pamela was quick to comply. She pushed Rachel onto her back, on the floor, and bent down to the task at hand, her ass, still red from my earlier treatment of it, gently swaying in my direction. I could take no more! I knelt behind her, and rubbed my hard cock over her pussy lips. She moaned into Rachel's cunt, and I entered her from behind. I fucked her gently, at first, and gradually harder and harder, as I know she loves, as she drank deeply from Rachel's natural spring. Soon, both ladies were shuddering, and tensing . . . their backs arching. I gave Pamela leave to cum, and she did, for the second, but not last, time that night. Rachel's orgasm came screaming behind Pamela's, and Pamela lay on the floor next to Rachel.
At Rachel's request, I moved around so that she could take my cock in her mouth, and lick it clean of Pamela's juices, while I took my turn at her sweet cunt. And, oh, it was sweet! I flicked my tongue over her lips, and clit, while she hungrily slurped at my cock, and Pamela lazily stroked both of our bodies. We were both, all too soon, on the brink of orgasm, but we slowed down. It was Pamela's turn to have her cunt licked, and Rachel was as eager as I was to do so. So, we took turns lapping up her sweet nectar.
The look on Pamela's face, as she was treated to Rachel's attentions was so sweet, I practically melted on the spot. Not so, my cock! It remained ever hard, and ready, and I put it to good use. I took Rachel from behind, and gazed lovingly at Pamela's pleasure-wracked face, while I fucked Rachel furiously!
I would love to say that we fucked for hours and hours into the night, and picked up where we left off in the morning, but that wasn't what happened. What happened, however, was as good a thing as anything I could imagine.
We came! Together! All of us! It was beautiful, and exhilarating, and sexy as Hell! But, like all good things, it came to an end. We lay together in a heap, in the middle of the floor, too exhausted to move, let alone fuck 'til dawn. But it was nice.
Somehow, we managed to recover long enough to clean up, and Rachel invited us to spend the night. We gladly accepted her invitation, and we slept, three to a bed, in a satisfied bundle.
"Happy Halloween," said Rachel as we drifted off to sleep.
The End.
Saturday Night Special
"Let's go out for dinner!" I said to Carl as he walked in the door. "I'd like a good steak!"
"I don't have a problem with that! You buying?" he grinned.
"If I have to!"
We quickly got cleaned up and I had to decide on what to wear. It didn't take me long to make up my mind. I picked out something that was certainly off the wall for a quiet evening out. But then I had plans for after dinner and didn't want to have to change into something sexy when we got home.
Now, if you've never worn latex underwear, then you don't understand the difficulty getting it on. All it takes is a little powder and a lot of muscle, but well worth the effort. I chose a full brief panty, with rings on the front to hold a tool should I need it, and of course an open bust bra top to let the girls show a bit.
After I got my undies on, I polished them up a bit and picked out a loose long black peasant skirt and a nearly see-through black top. After putting these on I looked in the mirror and thought it may be a bit Goth, but it was sexy. To finish it off, I put on my over-the knee black boots.
When I stepped from the closet, Carl gave a low whistle and said "You look good enough to eat!"
I just smiled and said "Dessert!"
He dressed a little m
ore conservatively and we headed out the door. I drove my Beamer, top down to the little steakhouse in the country.
The parking lot was nearly full so I got out by the front door and made Carl find a parking spot.
The owner of the restaurant was sitting outside near the door, and greeted me with a big smile. She is a very pretty woman, long black hair, and about my size. She does also have a set of world-class breasts, and they were cleaved nicely in her low cut dress.
I waited by the door with her until Carl got back.
"You cold?" she asked.
The question seemed odd, until I got what she meant. My nipples were hard and even though the blouse wasn't totally sheer, they stood out prominently through the material.
I blushed, but managed to reply "Not cold at all!" Her attention caused my nipples to harden even more. They were now straining against the thin fabric of my top. I knew from experience that the same effect was happening at the lower end of my anatomy, also.
"What ARE you wearing under that top? She asked politely. "If I might ask?"
Blushing again I just showed her lifting my top enough to show her the shiny latex bra.
"Damn that's hot!" she said as Carl walked around the corner.
He didn't catch me, but it was close.
"How are you, stranger?" Dana asked.
"Hungry!"
Carl opened the door for us, and we both walked in.
The bar area was packed but I managed to get a single seat at the end. Carl stood next to me and ordered me a Cosmo and himself a glass of cab.
"It'll be about thirty minutes or so, if you don't mind the wait." Dana said.
"We're just fine here. No rush!" Carl told her.
We started a conversation with the couple next to us to pass the time. I had started on my second Cosmo when Dana came back by.
"I hate to ask, but I need to pick up a bottle of this expensive scotch in town. Wouldn't you know it, we never sell much of it, and we've got a party eating that has just about drained the bottle. Could you possibly drive me?" she asked with a sheepish little grin.
"Give me the keys! I need to make a booze run."
I turned to Dana and said "I can handle it. You don't need to go with."
She just took my arm and replied 'Yah, I do. I need to get out of here for a few before they all drive me nuts!"
"I understand!" I said as we headed out the door.
I quickly found the Beamer and got in. Dana opened her door and slid in, her dress riding up to mid-thigh.
"Thanks for the peek!" I said.
"Guess I deserved that crack, didn't I?" she laughed.
I backed out and we were soon out of the lot and headed down the highway to town. It is only a few miles so the trip in was fast. I pulled into the liquor store and stopped.
"I'll just be a minute!" she said as she got out.
While she was in getting the bottle of scotch, I got my little attachment out of my purse and fastened it to my panties. I fluffed my skirt a little so it wouldn't be noticeable. If I had to, I could cover it with my purse when I went back in the restaurant. Secretly, I hoped I would get to use it on her.
Thirty seconds later she was out the door and getting back in. I pulled out onto the highway and headed back to the restaurant.
"Thanks for helping me out. I really did need to get out of there for a while. I was about ready to kill the staff!" She said with a laugh.
"My pleasure!"
We quickly got back to the restaurant and she hoped out at the door. I was going to go park when she yelled to me. "Ill be back in a flash. Just let me give this to Joe! I'm not ready to stay in there yet!"
Sure enough, she was in and out and jumped back in the car.
"Go park in the back of the lot, I've got a little something for us!" she laughed.
I drove to the back of the lot, no cars within a hundred feet and pulled up to the bluff.
I turned off the ignition as Dana brought out a present from her purse and fired it up. Shortly, we were giggling and really having a good time.
When we were finished with her little present, she leaned over a kissed me lightly on the lips. Not anything heavy, but in my condition, it was very arousing. I held her face and returned the kiss. Mine was a little more probative, and, she parted her lips slightly as I slowly licked my way between them. She moaned a little and I probed further.
We were soon swirling our tongues together into the far recesses of each others mouths, seeing if we could swallow one another. I was still holding her face in my hands when I felt her slide one of hers under my top and cup my bare breast. My nipples already ached as she pinched one and then moved to the other. I released my hold on her face and used one hand to raise my top. The other I placed on the top of her head and began pushing her down to my swollen breasts.
Her breath was hot on my nipples as she slowly sucked one and then the other, swirling her tongue, teasing me. Each time she released one, the cool night air seemed to make my nipples even harder. I held the back of her head as she suckled me, making my passion boil and causing that wonderful tingle in my nether region.
She slid a free hand under my skirt and up my thigh, squeezing it ever so gently as she made her way up to my latex covered crotch. She slowly began rubbing the crotch of my panties, but had not found my little surprise yet.
She brought her hand back up from under my skirt and began slowly making her way from my breasts on down my stomach.
Just as she began swabbing my navel, she discovered my little attachment. She looked up at me, and even though it was dark and I couldn't really see her expression, I knew she was not disappointed.
Dana lifted my skirt and found my little penis. She immediately went down on me......it and began to slowly stroke it and suck the tip. Within a minute, she brought herself back up and threw one leg over me and raised her skirt a little. With a free hand she moved her panties aside and sat down on my lap. There was a slight squishy sound as the dildo passed her labia and lodged itself in her vaginal canal.
Dana began rocking back and forth, penetrating herself with my little black penis and grinding her clit against the slippery latex. She pressed her lips against my face and drove her tongue into my mouth, forcing me to suck it. She began fucking my mouth with her tongue as she humped against me.
Each time she ground into me, her tongue would slide between my lips in unison to her rocking. We humped like this for quite some time, continually increasing our passion and approaching that point of no return.
As turned on as I was, I could still hear the liquid noise coming from our joined crotches. This only made that fire burn hotter, and I knew I was soon going to be a quivering mess.
"Fuck me....fuck me...!" she whispered nastily. "Fuck me!"
She repeated this over and over and soon I felt her began to shudder in a profound orgasm.
She stopped humping against me and growled "Cum with me! Cum....now!"
That's all it took for me, and I shook right along with her as we went over the edge together.
When we stopped quivering, we just held each other and she collapsed against me.
When she could finally speak, all she could say was "I needed that!"
We both just laughed a bit and she got off me and opened her door.
"We better get back in!" she said as she opened my door. I swung my legs out and she helped me out of the car. I figured the long walk back would get the smell of sex off of us, but it really didn't matter.
As we got to the door she stopped and turned to me. "Jim likes to watch!" she said with a hopeful twinkle.
I just smiled and replied "So does Carl! But.......let's go to our house!"
We entered the bar, and there was Carl patiently waiting and having a conversation with Joe.
I slid in next to him and asked "Miss me?"
He just laughed and asked "We're you gone?"
I leaned closer and whispered "I had to fuck Dana's brains out!"
"Sure!" he r
eplied.
"They're coming over after dinner. You'll see!"
He gave me that quizzed look as if he were trying to comprehend my seriousness.
About that time Dana came up and said "Table's ready!"
She walked us to the dining room and seated us in a corner. "Hope it's acceptable!"
She gave me a little wink and added "See you soon!"
During dinner I told Carl all about my little rendezvous with Dana in the back of the parking lot. He seemed excited that she and Jim were coming over after they closed.
"Now...the boys just get to watch...right?" he asked.
"That's what Dana said!" I replied as we were finishing our wine. "Don't worry. We'll give you boys a good show.
Dana came by the table and picked up the check. "No charge!" she grinned.
"You know where we live?" I asked.
"It's in my GPS!" she said "Can't wait!"
We left the restaurant and Carl drove home. By the time we got there, I couldn't wait to get in the hot tub. After peeling of my latex, I joined Carl in the tub.
"Had to get all that baby powder off!" I laughed. "Go find something for me to put on, please!"
He left the tub and I soon got out and dried off.
By the time I got inside, he had laid out something for me to wear. It was a 1950's vintage baby doll......completely sheer with matching panties.
"At least the panties have a double crotch to keep me warm!" I chuckled.
"I'll turn on the fireplace! But......I think you'll be plenty warm.
I put the little outfit on and Carl went and turned on the fire. When I got to the living room, he was at the bar opening a bottle of very good wine.
"Special occasion?" I asked as I posed in entry.
"Just for tonight!" he grinned. "Need to let it breathe a while.
He polished up four glasses as I made myself comfortable in front of the fire.
"Bring the bear rug from the den!" I asked.
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