On The Road Ch. 01

"I was just thinking. My once child bride has you in her sights for a bit of recreational sex in the near future."

"It's funny that," I told him. "Tonight Deby told me I could, if I wanted to. Have they been discussing the matter d'you reckon?"

"Apparently so."

"The problem is," I explained, "Deby's not ready to try it yet, not ever in her estimation. It wouldn't be a reciprocal arrangement I'm afraid."

"You'll have to learn that it's just not how things work. Ronnie's choice of partners is entirely up to her. I'm not keeping score of the numbers of nookies even with either me or the bloke's wife. It's capricious. Oh, just go with the flow," he chuckled. "I'll keep Deby amused 'til you've seen to matters."

I hadn't had any expectation of having it off with Ronnie quite so soon, although the events of that noontime and Deby's change of heart should have alerted me, so I felt pretty excited as I went inside to find the womenfolk chatting about kitchen utensils like lifelong friends."

Ronnie was wearing a black, silky outfit of a bra top smock, buttoned up between and below her boobs and open to display the diamond pendant hanging from a stud through the upper edge of her navel. The nether portion was a matching miniskirt revealing half of her solid thighs with stilletto heeled, black sandals having Romanesque criss-cross lacing to above mid-calf and my dick twitched violently at the sight of her barely hidden charms.

Dinner was a delight. Ronnie's ability as a cook was remarkable and I ate up despite the actually painful tingling ache of anticipation in my loins, enjoying all courses. Ronnie was pleased too.

"I like a man who eats well after a good day's work," she chuckled and I thought I discerned a quick, conspiratorial look pass between she and Deby.

We sat around talking after dinner before Ronnie and I gravitated to the kitcken to load the dishwasher. Eventually we heard Norman call that he was taking Deby to see the fish and the door close behind them.

"He'll warn me before they head back," she said huskily. "Lots of time."

We came together in a standing embrace and kissed deeply, Ronnie parting her thighs to mine and momentarily embarrassing me as my erect cock pressed into her taut tummy.

"That's a good sign," she chuckled throatily and rubbed it with one hand. "I've heard you'd had it off with two other women today, but it comes up so nicely."

There was, I realized then, no reason to be self-conscious with her and wasn't ever again. She just wanted sex and sensuality and there was no room at all for reserve or modesty.

I unfastened her top and covered one tit with my hand. I admit that I was a little put out at its softness and that it drooped more than I'd imagined from her smoothness elsewhere, but both nipples were fully swollen hard and extremely sensitive. Her vocal reaction to my nibbling, then more ferocious biting, at her urging, made me overlook floppy tits and think solely of the job at hand.

She'd unzippered my flies and pulled percy from my pants, gently stroking my erect cock until I could bear it no longer.

"That's the nicest pussy-pummeller I've seen for a long time," she smiled at me. "It's so pink."

Seeing my desperation she pulled the velcro fastening on her skirt apart to discard it with her top then perch her bottom on the edge of the kitchen bench, spreading her thighs wide to display her quim. The brown pubic hair had been trimmed to a teardrop shape around her vulva and, if I'd thought Laurel's inner labia were prominent, she had nothing on Ronnie whose thick, frilled lips stuck out more than an inch beyond her plump, outer labia. She unbuttoned my shirt and removed it as I unzipped my trousers and boxers and let them slide to my shins before shuffling into the sensual valley of her limbs.

Her cunt was truly wet and slippery as she pulled my knob into the frilly entrance where, with a quick tightening of her legs around my hips, drew my cock fully inside her unctuous vagina.

"Fits just nicely," she breathed tremulously, playfully grasping my taut bottom before leaning back on her elbows to check I was fully within her.

I leaned forward on my elbows to kiss her aggressive mouth and suck and bite her nipples as we gently slid my penis in her welling vagina with a slow, strenuous undulation of our hot, trembling hips. While our thrusting became more rapid I lifted her ankles to my shoulders and gripped her hard thighs while my belly slapped loudly and wetly on her pumping buttocks, her soft breasts jerking and quivering with each of our lusty movements. I only grunted and gasped in male fashion, but Ronnie was considerably more vocal about her pleasure.

"Oh, oooh, yes, ye-es! Ooooh Jesus! Hard, yes, lovely, harder!" she cried until she came with a really high, soprano cry of pure bliss.

Her suddenly tight vaginal muscles were enough to bring me on and I drove in to the hilt with a groan and squirted only a little shot of semen due to earlier encounters having depleted me. Our bodies trembled and jerked and quivered in repeated spasms of profound pleasure as we were locked together like a single sweaty entity until our senses slowly returned as our passion cooled.

"Ooooh Christ!" I said exhaling violently and holding her silky body hard against mine, "That was absolutely wonderful Ronnie. I've never experienced anything as exciting as that before."

"You say that to all the girls," she chuckled huskily, squeezing my tight bum playfully.

"There aren't others to say it to," I told her. "Wish there were."

"How about Laurie?"

"Oh," I gulped, "yeah. I'd actually forgotten in the heat of our moment. Anyway, how did you know? I hadn't mentioned it to Norm, or anyone else for that matter."

"Laurie did. We do talk about who we screw you know. All your lunchtimes should be booked by a new girl for each day you're here; just from the office."

"Things did seem more relaxed after lunch today."

"They wouldn't have been if you and she hadn't got it together today. Now all they have to do is line up, in order of seniority, to enjoy a spot of social shaggery."

"Even with Emma?"

"Especially with Emma."

She began to dress and I followed suit before we sat in the lounge again to await our spouses. The remainder of the evening was spent in a somewhat desultory conversation until it was time for us to leave. Deby seemed a bit embarrassed which was because, I guessed, of her suspicions about what had transpired between Ronnie and I during her absence, although she didn't ask me about it.

I found it hard to believe that I'd made love with three different women during that day as well as still owing Deby one as the price for her giving me permission to play away, but I still looked forward to fucking her that night. By then I'd developed dull ache in my scrotum and a feeling that my initial attack of lover's-nuts would be somewhat worse by morning.

Back in our hotel suite, Deby remained nude after her shower and I joined her on the bed in a similar state. She took both the initiative and my cock which she sucked to semi-tumescence until I got down between her invitingly spread thighs to suck and nibble and tongue her scented cunt. When she came she was quiet, despite its intensity, jerking and convulsing strongly with profound pleasure. I crawled forward and over her, inserting my cock in her gently clenching vagina without using my hands and thinking how good at it I'd become, before thrusting languidly into her very juicy cunt. For the first time she fully responded to my belly-slapping, hip-pounding movements, rolling and lifting her hips with little sounds that could only denote real pleasure.

Our love-making went on and on until we both came gently and fell asleep almost immediately, moving on to our side with her legs around my waist and my cock still within her oozing sheath.