On The Road Ch. 02

"Except for the secret part. I don't know that I ever consciously thought of a squaring with Rob, not that it's valid, in hindsight. When I was ready for Mark I think I could have accommodated any man around just then. It was great with him though, he's cute, as my daughter likes to say, enthusiastic about my matronly charms."

"Not without reason." he smiled amiably.

"Is that a veiled proposition?"

"A compliment and an observation of fact."

"Thank you, kind Sir," I smiled happily in the knowledge that I was about to fall gladly into the sin of adultery once more. "I suppose I must offer you my favours on the strength of that."

"I'd accept gratefully."

He kneeled beside me and cupped one smooth breast in his soft, warm hand, kissing my mouth gently before I took a tentative hold on his erect prick, unable to close my fingers around its girth as it jerked with the thrill of my touch.

"He's very aroused," I giggled with a coy blush.

"Oh, he's in no great hurry," he chuckled. "He wants to give you the full satisfaction of good sex before he goes down again."

He tugged at my g-string, but I stopped him.

"Not here," I breathed urgently. "Is there somewhere quiet in the bush?"

He helped me to my feet and waited when I shook sand from my towel before modestly wrapping it around my body, then took my hand to lead me into the trees to a shady spot in the thick undergrowth where the sand was carpeted with dry leaves.

"Nobody will see us here," he assured me quietly.

I smiled demurely, then spread my towel on top of the leafy mattress and, having all ready signalled my willingness to couple with him, shed the last vestiges of reserve to encourage his wooing of my trembling, expectant body.

"Ooooooh Vern! Oooooh ye-e-esss! Ooooh it's lovely!" I gabbled inanely as he moulded and massaged my soft boobs, tweaking and sucking the thick, hard nipples before his tongue found my navel and an exploring digit delved deep into my warm, welling vagina. The busy digit sought my swollen clitoris to thrill me violently as it pressed and circled, before he slid down to apply his mouth to my focus of pleasure as I gleefully spread my thighs to him. I don't actually remember experiencing that kind of intense pleasure prior to that moment; it was earth-shattering. When I came a moment later I actually fainted, recovered quickly and felt him moving forward above me. Although I was still somewhat confused, I knew that the last thing I needed right then was another penis inside me, but I just couldn't make the right noises and he was on me and in me before I was able to prevent it. He lifted his lower hip as he rolled back to face me on our sides as I instinctively pushed my thigh under his waist, the other over the top, before he rammed his pelvis hard to my weary hips.

So intense was the pleasure, it was simply too much for me and I lost all control. Though I remember coming repeatedly after he entered me, the rest is just a blur and I next remember his sucking and kissing my breasts after he came. I felt quite profoundly embarrassed at my performance and said so.

"Oh Jesus, Deby," he told me, "I should be appologizing to you. I didn't understand how high you were after I'd eaten your cunt and went straight in. I'll know next time and it'll be much better for both of us."

I nodded my agreement. While I wasn't seriously bothered about whether or not Mark got into my knickers again, Vern would be an absolute certainty in my need to get it right with him. I'd accepted that I was going to have sex with him with far less hesitation than I'd experienced with Robbie over all those years previously, so it really was important for me to achieve a kind of closure in the matter at hand.

On hearing Lisa's voice we went back to the bags and spread our towels in time to see Ronnie drive up just before the others appeared strolling along the beach. Eve had been held back by business so Ronnie took Mark into the sea for a bit of exercise, followed along by Vern and Lisa. I put my dress back on to hide my marked posterior and when the others emerged after their carnal caper we piled into Ronnie's car to return to the hotel.

"Did you give it a try?" she asked when the others left us.

"No," I fibbed, "but I really don't mind if you and Robbie want to get it together tonight. I feel a bit more relaxed about it all after a couple of conversations I've had today."

She grinned happily and gave me a wink before leaving.

I had a drink in the bar and waited until after Robbie had returned from work and gone up before I followed him. My timing was perfect as he was inthe midst of undressing for the shower and when he was in I stripped to get in with him, persuading him to lift me by the buttocks as we made love. Not only was our love-making great, I had a quite intense orgasm again, I also had an explanation for the bruises on my bum.

Carol had given me a black, stretch, tube dress with spaghetti straps for a sports award night, but I'd never worn it out of inate modesty. I'd tried it on, to Rob's surprise, but he said it didn't look right with those thick bra straps and clearly visible panties which he thought tended to squash my buttocks together and lose their roundness. He suggested that I didn't wear underclothing with it, an idea I found risible until I saw he was serious. It did look better, on somebody else, but I accepted his suggestion after a degree of verbal arm-twisting, even painting my nails red and exchanging my new ear studs with gold hoops with his help. I also put a thick, gold chain bracelet around an ankle to please my man.

To my relief, Norman didn't stare or pay too much undue attention, unlike Robbie who was behaving in the most solicitous manner towards Ronnie, so I surmised that she'd passed him the word about my reluctance to accommodate other blokes tools. After dinner I left Robbie with Ronnie in her luxurious kitchen and Norm called out that we were going to see the fish.

"Want to watch," he chuckled and I nodded my acceptance.

We went up outdoor, wooden stairs to a sundeck/balcony.

"Ssssssssh," he hissed as we tiptoed across the timber floor, not easy in my high heels.

He pointed down to the brightly lit kitchen window where I saw Ronnie now sitting on the bench as Rob sucked her bare nipples and I felt Norm move in behind me to cup my breasts. On finding I wore no bra he gently pulled down my shoulder straps and then the bodice of my dress to bare my bosom to the evening breeze, then grasped both to fondle and knead the silky, soft flesh in his big, smooth hands before pinching and twisting each thrilling nipple in turn. He wanted to kiss my mouth, but not wanting him to smudge my lipstick, put him off. His hips were thrusting almost imperceptibly against my bottom where I felt an intriguingly big, solid protuberance which I grasped out of curiosity, without any thought as to the signal that this would send to him. He continued to massage my breasts in one hand while the other reached down and then back up my thigh to cup my unclad vulva. I'd realized then that it would be unfair to him to cease proceedings now that I'd handled his penis, so I accepted the inevitability of his fucking me and Rob's finding out.

By now Ronnie was busy sucking Robbie's familiar tool and I opened Norm's pants to release his rampant horniness, finding it much too thick for me to close my hand around and jerking at the thrill of fingers on my clitty and inside my drooling vagina. Kissing my bare shoulders he rolled my hem up to above my waist and my bodice down until my little-black-number was not more than a six-inch, black cummerbund at my waist. Robbie was nibbling Ronnie's pussy as I braced my arms against the balcony railing and thrust out my bum with my feet apart, Norman's bulbous knob making us both jump excitedly at first contact, then thrill erotically at the pleasure of its parting my wet vulvar lips and sliding right inside me with ridiculous ease. I had thought that there might have been a little more resistance than eventuated, but my unintentionally sluttish day had obviously put paid to that.

Norm thrust his pelvis slowly but strenuously to me, his corrugated belly pounding lustily against my flexing buttocks with that rapturous rhythm of carnal pleasure, his hands massaging my boobs again as Ronnie sat up on the bench and Robbie entered her welling, red cunt again. Norm withdrew his big cock and perched my naked body on the edge of a rough-hewn outdoor table to put my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck and sighed at the delicious sensation of his large sex-organ sliding into my own once more. I let go as he leaned over me to suck on and tweak my tingling nipples before lifting my ankles to his shoulders to ram at my exposed, wet pussy with his irresistably pounding hips.

From the gutteral, throaty sounds which he was trying to stifle it was pretty obvious he was about to spoof and the tremulously, tingling sensation in my loins said the same. He rammed his organ into me with a last, huge, jolting thrust and gushed warm semen into my womb to trigger my owm sudden rush of pure pleasure as my whole, sweating being convulsed uncontrollably with the bliss of orgasm.

It was some time before our rigid bodies relaxed from the repeated spasms of climax and his flaccid member slid backward and out of my well-used cunt. He lent me a handkerchief to clean my semen-dripping pussy then dress again.

"Ronnie said she didn't think you'd be in it tonight," he commented as we watched the other two still banging away in the kitchen.

"I hadn't intended to," I blushed at my talking like that. "But after I'd felt your 'thing' I thought you'd expect me to go all the way."

"What about the anklet?" he asked.

"Pardon?"

"Don't you know? Swingers code for 'willing-lady-swinger' is a gold chain on the left ankle. I thought you were hot to trot."

"Oh dear," I blushed, embarrassed at my ignorance of my new friends' ways. "You must think I'm truly dim."

"No Deby, you can't know things you haven't been told," he smiled kindly. "I'm sorry that you felt obliged to do something which you weren't prepared for. You must feel imposed upon."

"Don't you feel guilty," I told him, "I could have said 'no', but I chose to go on. It was lovely Norm, I hope we can do it again as well. Just don't tell Robbie I've done this yet. I'll tell him when the time is right, but I just couldn't bear for him to know I'm into this already, okay?"

He agreed as we saw Ronnie coming and he took me to his aquarium house to see his fish collection and have another drink.

Robbie and I didn't speak of our evening on the way home, but after a hot shower I sucked his cock and he then made me come by eating my pussy before we shagged enthusiastically and came gently.