Dinner, dance and ...
Sally and John had really enjoyed their evening. The meal had been very good, and they had got on really well with one of the other couples on their table, Natalie and Phil. However all good things must come to an end, and the obligatory slow songs played by the DJ signalled that the night was drawing to a close.
Sally grabbed John’s hand and led him onto the dance floor where she pressed close against him, their bodies swaying gently to the rhythm. As she raised her face to look at him he took the opportunity to kiss her, at the same time letting his hands wander down to her buttocks, pulling her harder against the developing bulge in his trousers. Normally she would have objected to such a public display of affection, but the wine and champagne had dulled her inhibitions.
As the song came to a close she heard Phil’s voice beside them “Fancy a swap?”. She was taken aback firstly by his suggestion and secondly by the speed with which John agreed. She supposed she couldn’t blame John, as Natalie, although not as slim as her was nicely curvy and attractive and was wearing a ball gown that was revealing enough to be sexy without falling over into tackiness.
As the music played Phil tried to get as close to her as John had been during the last song, but she was trying to keep her distance. Glancing up she noticed that John appeared to be putting up less resistance to Natalie, who had her arms round his neck as she slowly swayed her hips. From this angle Sally couldn’t see whether there was actually any contact between them below the waist, but the whole thing did look very suggestive.
Phil meanwhile was persisting in his drunken attempts to get closer to her, and she was finding it very difficult to keep her distance while at the same time stopping him from falling over. Hoping to catch John’s eye in a plea for help, she looked up to see that Natalie’s arms were no longer round his neck. One was round his waist but she couldn’t see where the other one was. Not until they turned round slightly to reveal that Natalie’s other hand was in fact squeezing John’s crotch through his trousers.
Thankfully the music came to an end at that point, and the house lights came
up. Natalie and John pulled apart quickly, and Sally guided the staggering Phil
back to his wife. He was now clearly the worse for wear and scarcely able to
walk or speak.
“I’d better get him up to bed” Natalie said apologetically, and they all said
their goodnights.
Sally and John headed to the bar for a nightcap.
“Did you enjoy that last dance?”
“It was OK I suppose”
“Just OK? You’ve still got the hard on, I can see the bulge in your trousers!”
“Oh, right. Sorry. She just came onto me, and it kind of happened”
“As long as that’s all there is to it, and I get the benefit when we get back to
our room I think we can put it behind us. She is very sexy and I don’t think
many men would have put up any more of a fight, especially after a night of
drinking”. She couldn’t believe she was hearing herself say this. She should
have been furious, and storming off to bed alone, but deep down something about
the sight of her husband dancing like that without a very attractive woman had
affected her.
Sally was shaken from her thoughts by Natalie’s voice. “Mind if I join you? He’s out for the count I’m afraid”.
John looked to Sally for her approval. She just smiled at Natalie and patted the bar stool next to her. Natalie sat down and ordered herself a drink. As she crossed her legs the slit up the side of her gown opened up, giving Sally a glimpse of her stocking top. She felt slightly discomforted by the effect the sight was having on her.
By now the bar was empty apart from the three of them. Sally caught herself
saying “Why don’t we grab a bottle of bubbly and go up to our room?” The other
two gave their approval and so, armed with a chilled bottle of champagne and
three glasses they left the bar.
In the lift on the way up to their room Sally couldn’t help noticing that John
was struggling to keep his eyes off Natalie’s cleavage. He looked startled when
she told him off for it, but he noticed the twinkle in her eye and relaxed.
Natalie didn’t seem at all fazed by this exchange and simply smiled at them
both. As the lift doors opened she slipped an arm round both of them and set off
along the corridor.
Once inside the room, John poured the drinks, and they sat down to enjoy them; John in the armchair and the ladies on the edge of the bed. Natalie crossed her legs again, once more exposing her stocking top to Sally’s gaze. Judging from the expression on John’s face, he had noticed this as well.
Natalie saw them exchange glances and followed their eyes to her exposed leg.
“Oops, sorry” she apologised.
“Don’t be sorry, I’m sure John was enjoying the view”
“I’m sure he wasn’t that bothered. I’m sure my legs aren’t nearly as nice as
yours”
“But you’ve got lovely legs” blurted Sally, without realising what she was
saying.
“You haven’t seen all of them”
“So show me”
John sat in stunned delight as this conversation was taking place. His pleasure heightened further as Natalie accepted the challenge and stood up, pulling her dress up to her waist, exposing the lacy tops of her hold ups as well as her black lacy panties. “Your turn” she smiled at Sally, who immediately followed suit.
As he sat there looking at both women showing off their stocking clad legs, John couldn’t help letting his hand wander to the front of his trousers and start to stroke himself through them.
The women let their dresses fall back down over their legs, and John gave a groan of disappointment. “Did you enjoy that darling?” asked Sally. He nodded dumbly. “Perhaps you’ll like this as well”. And with that she reached behind her to undo the zip on her dress, letting it drop to the floor. She couldn’t believe how exciting it felt standing there in bra, panties, suspender belt and stockings in front of her husband and some woman they had only met that evening. That woman now took her cue from Sally and undid her own dress, sliding it slowly down her body to reveal her black corset to her new married couple friends. As one, they both turned their backs on John and removed their panties, bending over in the process to expose themselves fully to him.
The two semi-naked women gave each other a naughty glance and turned their attention to John. He put up absolutely no resistance as they grabbed a hand each and dragged him to his feet. As Sally undid his shirt, Natalie kneeled in front of him and removed his shoes and socks. Her hands then reached up to undo the button on the waistband of his trousers, and lower his fly zip. She helped him out of his trousers while Sally removed his shirt and then eased his boxers down over his hips, exposing his erect cock to their greedy eyes.
She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and started to slowly wank him as
Natalie cupped his balls in her hand and fondled them gently. Sally joined
Natalie in kneeling in front of her husband and lowered her head to take his
cock in her mouth. John gasped with pleasure at the sensation. At the same time
Sally shuddered with excitement as she felt Natalie’s free hand tracing its way
up her stockings. The excitement increased further as she felt her fingers start
to stroke between her legs, before two of them found their way inside her
dripping wet pussy.
Sally reached out and pulled Natalie’s head towards her breasts, clamping it
between them as she continued to suck on John. Deciding she was being greedy,
Sally freed Natalie’s head and offered John’s hard cock up to her mouth. She
needed no further encouragement and started to suck greedily, while Sally
continued wanking the base of his shaft.
The women sensed that he was nearing climax and stopped what they were doing. They weren’t finished with him yet. They gestured for him to lay down on the bed and then kneeled one either side of him. He watched, his cock twitching, as Natalie reached round and undid Sally’s bra. Sally in turn helped her out of her corset, then knelt there unsure what to do next.
Natalie came to her rescue, taking her hands and placing one on each of her breasts. This was completely new territory for Sally, but she felt a surge of excitement as she started to squeeze her new friend’s tits, and pinching the nipples gently between her thumb and forefinger. Natalie moaned with pleasure and started to rub furiously between her own legs. It wasn’t long before she shuddered to a massive orgasm.
Feeling a secret sense of satisfaction at the part she had played in the orgasm, Sally now straddled her husband and lowered herself onto his patiently waiting cock. It slid easily into her well lubricated slit. Natalie moved herself to straddle John’s legs, then reached round to caress Sally’s breasts with one hand and stroke her clit with the other. Her mouth was kissing tenderly at the back of her neck, and it all became far too much for Sally who started to ride John harder and faster, clenching his cock in her contracting pussy as she came again and again.
John was now gasping for breath, his eyes closed in sheer delight. His disappointment on feeling Sally climb off him was only temporary as her pussy was replaced by Natalie’s mouth. As she sucked and licked Sally’s juices off him he started to come, and she took as much of it as she could in her mouth. He had been taken to such heights of pleasure though, that she couldn’t take all of it and some of his cum leaked out of her mouth and dribbled down her chin.
Sally then amazed herself by leaning over to start licking this excess cum off Natalie’s face. Not content with that, she forced her tongue into her mouth, tasting her husband’s spunk as she kissed a woman for the first time.
As they all calmed down from the peak of their pleasures, they talked awkwardly, with Natalie saying she had better get back to ensure Phil was OK. Before she left however, Sally got her phone number. She didn’t want that to be the last time she kissed another woman!
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Chapter 1 of this story has already been posted. If you have read it, you know about the special fag and sissy-boy training school in Boston that is run by a fag-helping woman and her shemale friend. Fag coursework, mostly labs for hand-on practice, takes many weeks. This story is Chapter 2 in the story, as we look in on the current class about halfway through their fag study. Their lessons today will get their cocks rock hard, and probably yours as well. |
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