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Austin City Limits
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AUSTIN CITY LIMITS
Several years ago, my husband had to be in Austin and, in order
to keep me occupied, we took along a friend we lovingly referred
to as 'our wife'. Judy was a lovely woman whose best features
were an insatiable sexual appetite and an absolutely astonishing
bust line (38 D at the least). She was a little self-conscious
about going braless but the effect was so startling that we
encouraged her to do so at all reasonable opportunities.
The drive to Austin had been a show for the truckers with Judy
and I exposing our bodies at various intervals. Her nipples were
continuously tight and erect and I couldn't resist encouraging
them with a friendly tweak or two. She, on the other hand, saw
to it that my skirt was high enough up my thighs that the tops of
my stockings and the suspenders of my garter belt were in view.
We had a lovely dinner and danced till 2:00. In the morning each
of us seducing my husband. Judy was so very good in the
seduction department and never failed to turn us both on. When
we returned to our room, we enjoyed each other tremendously, but
had to limit ourselves so he could get some sleep for the next
morning.
I awoke after he had left and decided a shower would make me feel
a lot better. I went into the bath room and began the ritual and
after entering the shower stall, found that I was still very
excited from the night before. Remembering his cock buried deep
into Judy's mouth was a sight to behold. I soaped my body and
the silky feel of the suds made my hands roam over my breasts,
tweaking my hard nipples. Both Judy and I keep our pubic hair
totally shaved and as I soap ed myself, I discovered how smooth
and silky it felt. I spent several minutes seductively playing
with myself and discovered that my fingers could enter my moist
slit very easily. I began stroking my pubis with one hand, while
running the fingers of my other hand into my open cunt. This
really felt good, why hadn't I tried it before? The soap was one
of my very favorites and it filled the bath with its sweet
fragrance.
I was so busy running my hands over my body that I hadn't heard
when Judy entered the bathroom and watched me through the clear
glass shower door. I was really quite pleased when she opened
the door and joined me in the shower. Judy reached for me and
hugged me tight. Her ample boobs touching my smaller ones gently
at first and then seemed to massage them when she moved from side
to side. The soapy suds helped as we did our little dance in the
shower sliding our bodies together. Soap was everywhere it
seemed. I was rubbing it all over her body as well as my own.
Suds ran down our breasts, through the valley between and on
toward our tummies. When our triangles rubbed together, we
couldn't help but take advantage of this added stimulation. She
and I rubbed ourselves together trying desperately for the clit
to clit friction. The hot water beat on our bodies and added to
our heat as we frantically rubbed our bodies together.
We were startled out of our reverie when the shower door opened
again and my hubby stepped in! He had been standing at the door
watching the show and his hard cock was evidence of the effect
that we had on him. Judy dropped to her knees and grabbed him
into her hot mouth. I rubbed the suds over his shoulders and
chest from behind as she sucked the entire length of his cock
into her mouth. He was thrusting in to her so deep that his
balls were bouncing off her chin as she pulled his ass toward her
face. Her pulling parted his cheeks and gave me an idea. I
soaped up my finger and gently slid it into his tight asshole.
He moaned so loudly that I was afraid the neighbors would hear.
Judy loved it too because his cock got harder and he fucked her
face with renewed passion. I was afraid he'd cum in her greedily
waiting mouth but Judy knew us too well to allow that to happen.
She slithered up, drawing two soapy lines up his hairy body with
her huge boobs. She stepped around him and pulled me into her
arms turning me around so that my back was pushed up against her
slippery globes.
I couldn't wait any longer, I had to have cock!!!! I lifted my
leg and maneuvered my pussy so that I could get the head into my
steaming hole. He lifted me and I was suspended. My arms around
his neck and the very core of my existence impaled on his hard
rod. Judy came around behind me and took my arms so that I could
lean back into the splashing water as he plunged into my deepest
cavern. I couldn't hold out for long and it was my turn to
disturb the neighbors with sounds of pure passion.
As I slid to the floor, an exhausted but totally satisfied wreck,
Judy moved around and bent over so as to present him with her
curvy ass and me with her sensuous mouth to kiss. He wasn't
about to refuse her invitation and with a little lubrication from
the soap and her pussy juices he buried himself to the balls in
her steamy anus. I squirmed under her and managed to get my
fingers into her pussy and my mouth on her throbbing clit. It
was unbelievably sensuous feeling my husband's cock violating her
tiny bud as my fingers plundered her pussy. Judy couldn't stand
much of this without cumming and, in moments she began to buck
and moan as her orgasm swept over her like tidal waves. Her
sounds and the clinching of her tight little hole brought him to
the brink and this time when I slipped my soapy finger into his
ass he pumped her full. His cock popped out of her like a
champagne cork and we scrambled out of the shower because the hot
water had been used and we were being showered with what felt
like ice water.
Even to this day, none of us can remember who turned the shower
off but we all remember the sweet feelings of fulfillment as we
snuggled in each other's arms and slept the afternoon away.
What happened after we awoke is, of course, another story.....
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