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Chauffeuring One Night
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Chauffeuring One Night We have been involved with "John" for over a year now. He has been our exclusive third during this time and my wife has greatly enjoyed the arrangement. She makes it clear that she "is only doing it for me." She "is doing it for me" because she knows how much I like to get sloppy seconds and how I like to watch her get so, so turned on. I've given up trying to explain why I love it so, but I do. We are comfortable enough with John to allow him to cum inside her. He understands the risk of unprotected sex with my wife, the "Goddess of Infertility" (see our profile). We have been a closed threesome and this way there are no restrictions on his ability to just slip it in. Because of this, I can experience the silky smooth feel of sloppy seconds. John and I both like the thoughts of us getting sloppy seconds and thirds and possibly sloppy fourths together. However, she says that she is less interested in those extra sensations which she thinks would be distracting and overwhelming. Myself, I'd like to have a fourth in our group that I could suck off while he was watching or laying next to them. While I haven't done it very often, I really have enjoyed it. I refer to it as "all of those 'S' words": the sudden sensations of something salty, sweet and silky, suddenly spurting onto my tongue that marks a successful sucking. With that as a background and the understanding that schedules are very difficult to work around, we hadn't seen John for a while and she was interested in some sex. I was asked on Tuesday evening if I would be willing to drive, the next evening, mid-way to John's place so that he could meet us. Then I could chauffeur them around for an hour or so. We had done something like this about a year ago. I had driven them around (slowly and carefully) on some dark back roads while they played in the back seat. I especially enjoyed the occasional glimpse in the rear view mirror where I could see the outline of the back of her head going up and down as she straddled him and I felt the car bounce in a funny way that didn't have anything to do with the bumps in the pavement. I had talked about doing something like that again. Wednesday came and we drove to a little town in the Berkshires where I thought there would be some lightly traveled roads. I would be most comfortable driving at slow speeds on roads where nobody would be coming up from behind. On the drive over, she let me know that she no longer had anything on under her dress. I took an opportunity to verify her statement and told her that she was very attractive like that. We met John a little after 7 and went into a pizza restaurant to get something to eat. I didn't tell John that she was not wearing anything underneath, knowing that he would find out soon enough. When "soon enough" arrived, it was time to head out to the car. Once we got to the car, they got in the back seat and I began to drive toward the area where I thought the dark, deserted roads were. A short way out of town, I turned on the road I had picked out and it looked appropriate for slow driving. I didn't want to travel much faster than about 20 MPH and most other cars that would come up from behind would go faster than this. As I drove along, I could hear some kissing and other sounds. John had found out that she was wearing only a dress and he was obviously pleased. Shortly after that I heard them talking and she announced that "John wants me to tell you that I'm sucking his cock." I asked if he was hard and she said "Oh Yes!" I needed to keep on drivings slowly and safely so I couldn't see what was happening. John was sitting behind the passenger's seat and I couldn't see anything in the rear view mirror. I did take a glance and I saw that she was straddling his lap and kissing him. I could tell from the bouncing that she had taken him inside. I asked if she could take him in all the way in that location and she said that "He was all the way in!" I reached behind and moved her dress aside and rubbed one of her smooth cheeks as she moved forward and back and then up and down on his lap. I came to a cross road with some traffic and crossed it. This was a really nice road because it was paved and was nearly a one lane road. I liked this because I thought that there would be little chance of traffic. The activities continued and the positions changed. Somewhere on this road she had climbed off him and lay on the back seat. He laid on top of her and began pumping her. She asked me if I knew what was happening and I said "it sounds like John is between you legs and it sounds like you can feel him in your cunt!" She let me know that I hadn't missed anything. I reached around and I could feel John's thigh pressed and thrusting against her inner thigh. I reached around and further down so I could again rub her cheeks. I did this and then squeezed one cheek to let her know I approved. I could tell that her dress was now mostly around her neck because my fingertips brushed her breast. While this was going on, the road had turned to dirt and I could drive slower. I finally came to another cross road where I did a u-turn and headed back toward town. The activity in the back continued and she began to get insistent about what she expected from John and I heard demands like "Give me your cum!" ... "I want your cum" and ... "Fill me with your hot cum!" These audible demands usually make John more focused and accommodating. He was certainly full-filling her request and as usual he groaned as he came inside her and didn't stop until he was completely done. I'm glad we put a towel down on the back seat. As they recovered, I drove back toward town and upon reaching eye-shot of town ... turned around. I decided to repeat the same trip that I had just done. This time the trip back to the second cross road had less car bouncing activity ... at least for a while. John is able to do repeat performances and before we had too far, she told me that "John is hard again!" and the bouncing resumed. As I drove further on, the car bounced for quite a while, but John climbed off of her. I then heard slurping sounds. Before long she announced that "John is eating me now!" and before long she came. Just before I reached the place where I would turn around, I stopped and turned off the outside lights. There had been no traffic, but I wanted to keep looking for headlights so that nobody would ask questions. From time to time I would switch on the inside lights to get a full color vision of what was going on in the back. John had once again climbed on top of her and she tried for a while to have her cunt milk his cock again. But this was not to happen and he withdrew. They had decided that it would be perfectly acceptable to have him cum on her tits. I would have preferred him to cum on her clit ... but I'm only the chauffeur. I turned the car around and we drove slowly back to town as John got dressed again. We talked about how much nicer our bed was compared to the cramped conditions for the backseat. Unfortunately, the logistics were too difficult to arrange that. Once we were back in town, John and my wife reluctantly dis-entangled themselves and shortly thereafter he drove away. I hoped that once John got home that his wife wouldn't notice anything out of place. I know that my wife (and her chauffeur husband) knew everything that had happened. As we were driving home, she told me that "I hope you are happy with me now." She then added "You know I'm only doing this for you." I told her that "I am very grateful that you would do this for me" and that "I was looking forward to getting home and sliding into bed with her and feeling the silky, slippery sensation of sloppy seconds before a good cuddle." And we did. |
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3/4/2009 9:41 pm |
Nothing better than tasting a wet recently used pussy
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I need a cold shower after reading this LOL
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