Bedtime Stories with Kelly 26
	by Kelly Adams (kellyhadams (at) gmail (dot) com)
	
Hey babe, wake up! You fell asleep. Can you believe it, with me here
in the bed beside you? I guess that good hard fucking you gave me
really wore you out! I know it did me; I'm still a bit weak in the
knees!

Well we've had out little rest, so it's time to get back to the sex,
don't you think? Are you up for some more? Let's see... Hmmm, looks
like you're still a little spent from our earlier fuck. But I
promised you a night of hot sex and that's what you're going to get.

Let's see what we can do about getting you up and ready for round
two. How about we start off with another story; I know how well my
stories do at getting you in the mood. And I know just the story to
tell.

This happened a couple of weeks ago. My girlfriend Gretchen's boss
was having an afternoon garden party at the house she and her
husband have out in the suburbs. I think I mentioned Gretchen's boss
Hanna to you before: late 30s, 5'9", long wavy red hair and a killer
body. She just oozes sex appeal! Did I also mention that Gretchen
has been fucking her? Oh, totally unethical I know, but believe me
when I say that Hanna has a body built for sin!

You may remember last Saturday that it was just starting to get hot
out; not like today, but warm enough to wear my favorite light
cotton sun dress, the white one with a print of roses. Gretchen wore
her yellow summer party dress, and I must say that we both looked
quite cute!

I had only met Hanna a couple of time before, and not at all since
she'd been fucking my girl. I totally intended on making her squirm
a bit over that! For her part, I knew that Gretchen was intended on
flirting with the younger men at the party and maybe picking one out
for us to bring home for a threesome; or, if he had a girl in tow, a
foursome.

Hanna and her husband Mark lived in one of those large homes that
often get called McMansions, set off in the outskirts of the ritzy
suburbs on an acre of land. Not exactly a gated community, but it
definitely has the vibe of new money.

When we got to their house we parked and made our way to the back
yard where the party was just getting into full swing. Hanna and
Mark saw us and came over to greet us. Mark is twenty years older
than Hanna, but still cuts a handsome figure in the roguish way that
men in their fifties who take care of themselves can. They married
fifteen years ago, Hanna joking that she's his trophy wife though
she's way too intelligent to be a gold-digging bimbo. Hanna was
wearing a sleeveless blouse and a knee-length skirt, while Mark had
on a polo shirt and khaki slacks. They looked every inch the model
of an upper middle class suburban couple.

While we were chatting Hanna motioned for a young man who looked to
be in his mid-twenties to join us. He introduced himself as James,
Mark's son (and Hanna's stepson), and we could definitely see the
resemblance. James was a younger version of his father and just as
handsome. He seemed a bit shy and didn't say a lot, though he spent
a lot of time stealing glances at Gretchen.

As more guests arrived Hanna and Mark peeled off to welcome them,
and Gretchen asked James if he'd show her around the estate. He
enthusiastically agreed, and I suddenly found myself alone at a
party where I didn't know anybody! I know I must seem like an
outgoing woman to you, but I can be reserved in social situations
when I don't know people. I wandered over to the buffet and grabbed
a couple of hors d'oeuvres and a flute of champagne, then decided to
wander around the yard and check out the garden.

I was looking at some pretty purple flowers when suddenly the
sprinkler system turned on. The sprinkler head was only a couple of
feet away from me, and even though it was only on for less than half
a minute, I ended up completely wet from head to toe! My dress was
soaked and clinging to me; I was only wearing a thong underneath,
and the dress was wet and sheer enough that very little was left to
the imagination. I had let out a scream when the water erupted, and
every eye in the yard was turned to me. I didn't know whether to
laugh or to be mortified.

Before I could make up my mind, Hanna came running over with a towel
in hand. She wrapped the towel around me and told me to follow her
inside the house. Once inside we went back into the master bedroom.
Hanna told me to strip out of my dress and she would throw it in the
clothes dryer for me. I peeled the dress off and handed it over to
Hanna, who took it out of the room.

The air conditioning was running at full-tilt in the house, causing
goose bumps to appear on my arms, not to mention my nipples getting
hard. I was trying to figure out what to do with myself when Hanna
came back into the bedroom. She said that it would take at least
fifteen minutes for the dress to dry, and since she had me naked in
her bedroom she wanted to see if I could fuck as good as Gretchen
did.

There are many ways to play a situation like that. Of course I
wanted to fuck Hanna, that was a given. But I got the feeling that
Hanna wanted me to be a bit shocked at what she was telling me, even
though I'd known that Gretchen had been fucking her on the side for
a while now. So I sat wide-eyed on the bed while Hanna began to take
her dress off. I asked about Hanna's husband Mark, and Hanna said
that not only does Mark approve of her dalliances with women, he
sometimes likes to watch. I said what about Gretchen, and Hanna told
me that my now her stepson was likely giving my roommate a good hard
pounding down in the rec room.

Completely naked, Hanna moved over to me at the side of the bed. She
leaned over and began to kiss me, and then slid a finger down under
my thong and into my pussy. While I enjoyed the sensation of Hanna's
hand exploring between my thighs I unbuttoned her blouse, freeing
her large luscious tits. I took one in each hand, massaging them and
squeezing her nipples until they were hard.

Breast play is so much fun, don't you think? I think you should play
with mine here for a bit! Just take my tits into your hands, and rub
them and squeeze them. Oh yes, that's good. See how my nipples start
to get hard as you rub them? You can use your mouth too, to lick and
suck on my hard nipples. Oooh yes, that's good. I get so horny when
you play with my tits and suck on my nipples!

So where were we in the story? Oh yes, I was letting Hanna seduce me
in her bedroom. She pulled my thong down my legs and then knelt down
with her face between my thighs. Hanna obviously had years of
experience in eating pussy, and they all came to bear as she used
her tongue and fingers to get me off. My head was spinning as I
gripped the bed cover and came hard. I must have been screaming
loudly and was sure that if there was anyone else inside the house
they must have head me.

I'd barely had a chance to recover when Hanna stood up and beckoned
for me to come over and return the carnal favor. I got off the bed
and down on my knees in front of her. I pulled down her skirt to
reveal a pussy with just a small wisp of red hair in a 'landing
strip' about her slit. Her pussy lips were shaved bare and I could
already see a bit of her sex juice trying to ooze out from them.
Hanna spread her legs apart enough for me to get in there and I
began to lick around her pussy, teasing her clit with my tongue. I
know a thing or two about eating pussy as well, and I was determined
to pull out all the stops to get the red-headed goddess before me to
come.

And come she did! With her fingers wrapped in my hair she cried out
in ecstasy. She nearly fell over but managed to catch herself and
land on the bed. I offered her a hand and pulled her up off the bed.
She stood and smiled and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

Hanna looked at the clock and said that my dress should be dry by
now. She hastily put her clothes back on, and told me that I could
straighten myself in their bathroom while she went to fetch my dress
from the dryer.

I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I was beading
sweat and had quite obviously just had sex, so I found a washcloth
and wiped myself down. The damp cloth left my skin feeling cool.

I found a tube of suntan lotion in the vanity and was getting ready
to put it on when I heard a rap on the door. I went back out into
the bedroom, expecting to see Hanna with my dress, but instead of
Hanna it was her husband Mark. He had my dress draped over his
forearm and he was eyeing my naked figure approvingly. I told Mark
that he wasn't who I was expecting, and he said that he wanted to
come and see what his wife had been up to.

I was still horny after having fucked Hanna, so I decided that I was
going to tease the heck out of her husband. Mark reached out my
dress towards me; I took it from his hand and tossed it aside. I
stood close to Mark, letting my hand brush lightly against his
groin. I asked Mark if he would put the suntan lotion on me, and
without waiting for an answer I thrust the tube of lotion into his
hands. I turned around and felt a little liquid chill as he began to
squeeze the lotion out and drizzle it along my back. The area around
us filled with the aroma of cocoa butter as Mark used his strong
hands to gently but firmly rub the lotion into my skin. He worked on
my neck and shoulders first, massaging and rubbing. By the time he
reached around front to my breasts my nipples were hard and
sensitive. His hands slowly moved down to the small of my back, then
to my ass. He kneeled down to work on my legs, and I'm sure he could
smell my arousal cutting through the odor of the lotion.

As Mark's hands worked to my inner thighs I spread my legs apart
slightly, and he responded to the invitation by slipping a couple of
fingers up into my wet pussy. Slowly he moved his fingers in and
out, in and out. I looked around for something to hold on to, but
couldn't find anything to stabilize me so instead I bent over to
rest my head and arms on the bed. This exposed my pussy even more,
and Mark began to slowly increase the speed of his finger thrusts.

You know how much my pussy loves being played with, don't you? I'd
love for your fingers to be in my pussy right now. Take you hand and
put it between my thighs. Yes, that's good. See how wet I've gotten
from telling you this story? Your fingers should just glide right
in. Mmmmm. That's good, real good. And I see that your cock is
starting to get hard, too. Shall I stroke it for you, while you play
with my pussy? Yes? Okay! I love wrapping my hand around your cock,
feeling the hard shaft in my fingers. And with your fingers inside
me at the same time it's doubly good. Oohhh, yes baby. That's good,
so good. Fuck my pussy with your fingers. Feel my clot getting hard.
Rub it. Rub my clitty and finger my pussy. Oh yes. Faster. Faster!
Oh yes! Oooooooooo. I'm coming! I'm coming! Yes! I'm gushing! Oh
god! Yes! Ooooooo!

Oh! Oh sorry babe, was I squeezing your cock too hard? You just got
me so excited! Your cock head is getting purple and pre-cum is
starting to ooze out. Mmmm, I'd better lick it off... That's good. I
love the way you taste! You should lick your fingers too, lick my
juices off. Does that taste good? You make me so horny and wet! I
could fuck your hard cock right now, but maybe I should finish up my
story first?

As you might imagine, I came hard on Mark's hand, just as I did on
yours just now. Mark started to go to the bathroom to wipe his hand
off, but I stopped him. I got down on my knees in front of him and
unzipped his pants. There was a sizable bulge in his boxers, so I
yanked those down and took his semi-hard cock into my hand. I told
Mark that he should suck my pussy juices off of his fingers while I
sucked his cock. I stroked him up to full hardness, and as I slipped
my lips around his engorged cock head I looked up as he put his wet
fingers into his own mouth.

We sucked together, me on his cock and he on his fingers. The
combination of sensations was no doubt too much for him, as in a
very short time he was coming right in my mouth. I kept a tight seal
on his shaft as his hot sperm banged against the back of my throat
and I eagerly gulped it down.

When I finished milking Mark's cock with my lips, I pulled his pants
back up and zipped him up tight. I told him to go back outside and
find his wife, and to tell Hanna that he had just received an
intense blow job from the girl she had just fucked. After Mark left
I found my dress on the floor and finally put it back on. I checked
myself in the mirror to make sure that everything was more or less
in place, then went back out into the house.

On my way back outside I stopped and took a look at the kitchen. You
know how much I love to cook, and if I hadn't already been wet from
just getting fucked twice, I might have gotten wet just looking at
Hanna & Mark's kitchen. It was huge, with everything polished and
shiny, and all manner of kitchen gadgets. As I was admiring the
kitchen, I heard someone come up behind me. Arms wrapped around my
waist and I knew instantly it was Gretchen. She smelled of sex so I
didn't really have to ask her what she had been up to. She told me
anyway: she had just finished up a nice long fucking with Mark's son
James down in the game room. She fucked him on the pool table and
came hard while the billiard balls rolled around them. And she was
still horny. I was too.

Gretchen's hands went up underneath my dress and she remarked that I
had lost my panties. So I had, no doubt somewhere back in the
bedroom; at some point Hanna & Mark would find them and be reminded
of the afternoon's fucking.

I told Gretchen that I wanted to feel her mouth on my pussy. She had
me hop up on the cold smooth granite countertop. I spread my legs
apart, giving her access to my awaiting pussy. She eagerly parted my
labia and flicked her tongue on my clit and down into my slit. It
felt good, the way that only a longtime lover can make you feel, and
the added thrill of being caught in the kitchen added to the
excitement. But I had already had a mouth on my pussy, and fingers
inside; I wanted something longer inside me. Gretchen found a large
spoon with a long cylindrical metal handle hanging near the copper
pots and pans above us. She pulled it down, unthreaded the string,
and lubed it up with the soap at the sink. Holding it with two hands
she placed the spoon backwards against my wet pussy and slowly
pushed the handle up inside me. She moved the makeshift dildo faster
and faster until I came, quite loudly.

Sure that someone had heard me, I hopped down from the counter and
smoothed out my dress, just in time as a couple of older ladies came
in to the kitchen from outside. We assured them that everything was
okay, while Gretchen surreptitiously tossed the spoon and its long,
wet handle into the sink.

The gig on our afternoon bacchanal was up, so we went back outside
to join the garden party. Poor Gretchen was still horny, but we got
engaged in conversation with others and were unable to break away
for me to relieve her. I must admit that I took some perverse
pleasure in knowing that she was still squirming for a good fuck. I
gave it to her when we finally left and were driving home; she had
to pull off onto a secluded road as I rubbed her pussy to orgasm as
she tried to drive down the road.

Speaking of orgasms, I think it's time we made some of our own here,
don't you? With that nice cock of your sticking straight up there
it's time we put it to good use. You gave me a good hard fucking
earlier this evening, and now it's time for me to return the favor.
Do you like it when I straddle you like this? When I pub my wet
pussy against your hard cock? I want to put your cock up inside me.
Like this. Here we go. Oooooooh. I love to feel your cock fill me up
as I lower myself down on it. Now just lay back and enjoy it while I
fuck you.

Oh yes, baby. Oh it feels so good to fuck you like this. Yes. Oh
yes. Yes. Oh I love fucking you. I love fucking your hard cock, my
tits bouncing free as I bounce up and down on your shaft. Oh yes.
Yes! Oh fuck! Fuck! I love fucking you! Yes! Oh fuck! Yes! Fuck!
Yes! Oh fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes! Fuck!
Yes! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck yes! I'm
coming! Fuck! I'm coming! I'm coming! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Fuuuuuuck! Fuuuuuuck! FUUUUCCCCKKKKK! FUUUUCCCCKKKKK! ... 
FUUUUCCCCKKKKK! ...  FUUUUCCCCKKKKK! ........... ............
............

Oh fuck, that was a great orgasm. Now it's your turn. Come inside
me. I want to feel your cock twitch as it shoots your cum inside me.
Yeah baby. Yes, there you go. Oh fuck, that feels good. Fucking
great. Come in me. There you go. Ohhhhhhh.

Wow, that was something, huh? Fucking you always gives me great
orgasms. Of course now we're all hot and sweaty after that. How
about we go grab a shower?

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