The Restaurant

The Restaurant
By: BadGurl (rwne17925@blueyonder.co.uk)

I really didn't want to go out, not for another dull meal in another dull restaurant, just like we do week after week, but he insisted and at least it gave me an opportunity to wear the new dress he bought me. I say he bought me, but I chose it. Left up to him I'd be wearing cardigans and Sunday school dresses.

You see my husband doesn't like me wearing stuff that shows off my body, he's scared I'll get too much male attention. But a girl like me needs to feel sexy, to know that guys are looking at me, wanting me, fantasising about me, even if they have no chance of ever having me, after all I am married.

I slide the red satin over me and admire myself in the mirror. I love the way it clings to my body, caressing my skin so smoothly over my slender waist and curved hips, how the halter neck pushes up my big firm breasts into a deep cleavage, and the slit from the waist allows a tantalising glimpse of long stocking clad leg with every step right from the upper thigh. At least if he can't make me feel sexy my dress certainly will.

I heard the blast of the horn from the impatient taxi driver and after a disapproving shake of my husband's head we headed on the short, silent journey to the restaurant. Once there the helpful waiter showed us to our table. As I strode confidently by his side, high heels clicking rhythmically on the tiled floor I could already sense the admiring glances from the men in the room. I smiled as a warm feeling settled through me and we took our seats and began inspecting the menus.

I ordered the Lamb, and insisted on a horribly expensive wine to go with it, 'If I have to endure this I'll do so in style.' I thought to myself. We sipped wine and made pointless small talk while we waited for our starters, and I glanced casually around the room.

All I saw was a room full of equally dull men with their wives, girlfriends and mistresses looking equally bored, but as our starter arrived I noticed you to the side, sitting alone, enjoying a meal, and by the way your eyes were fixed on my body, enjoying the view as well. You looked up making eye contact then quickly looked away realising you had been caught eying me up. I maintained my gaze until you looked up again and give you a smile. HYousmiled back a little embarrassed but had no need to be, I wanted you to look.

I casually avert my eyes and while I use the soupspoon on my starter with one hand the other slides slowly down my dress, easing the soft satin from my thigh and giving you a long slender leg to feast your eyes on.

My occasional glances in your direction confirm that your gaze is fixed to me, running up and down my body. I slide my free hand up my thigh again, slowly and tenderly while responding to my husband's unimaginative small talk. But it's you who have my attention now, and I know I have yours. I begin to wonder what is running through your mind. Whether you are imagining how it would feel to have my thighs wrapped tightly around you, fantasising about making love to me gently and passionately, or whether mentally you are just fucking me hard and fast. Whichever it is your attention is turning me on and my mind begins to fill with wicked thoughts of my own.

Suddenly the main course arrives, snapping me out of my fantasy daze. I thank the waiter with a smile, watching his eyes wander to my heaving cleavage. Very deliberately, I slip the fork off the edge of the table and let it fall with a clank to the floor. Then bending over to pick it up I treat you to the same view, my breasts squeezed up against my knees as I retrieve the fork. You are staring unashamedly now, well aware that you are being teased. I hold your gaze grinning devilishly at you. Seeing the lust in your eyes I realise that this is becoming more than a tease, more than just my playful little game. I want to go further. I want to see, to feel, the thick throbbing erection I know I have given you. I want to feel it inside of me. I return to my meal, but my moist pussy is a constant reminder that your hungry eyes are on me, undressing me, and your equally hungry cock is only a table away, waiting to pleasure me. I know it's wrong but I feel only a slight pang of guilt for the thoughts running through my head. I empty the contents of my wine glass down my throat and refill it. I can almost feel your hands on me, and your hard-on probing the depths of my greedy love hole.

Minutes pass and another glass of wine goes down followed by another. In the back of my mind I know I should be faithful, a ?good girl', but each time I glance around I see your wanton gaze inviting me onto you and the ?bad girl' in me takes over. She needs to fuck, and she needs to fuck right now. More precisely she needs to fuck you right now. She knows that you can give her what her husband can't and she wants it. She wants it badly. As I chat as pleasantly as I can manage I slip a napkin from the table and take a lipstick from my purse. I quickly scrawl a note on it from my lap and fold it. ?Darling, I'm just off to the ladies' I say to him standing up and striding toward your table. Our eyes lock together and spark with mutual lust. As I pass I drop the napkin, seeing it land on your lap, as though the words ?Follow me' written on it were intended more for your cock than just for you.

As I turn the corner I hear your chair scrape the floor and I know your coming, and as you reach the corner I open the door of the ladies room and give you a smile as I disappear inside. A girl on her way out gives us a look of disgust as you reach the door and I drag you inside, but I don't care now. You open your mouth to speak, but before you can I push a finger to your lips silencing you, after all we're not here to talk. I lead you to a cubicle, the large one intended for mothers with babies to attend to, but I have something else entirely to attend to in the glimmering little room.

I back inside and you hurriedly close and lock the door behind you. As soon as you turn I'm on you, kissing you deeply with my tongue caressing yours. Your hands go straight to my big heavy breasts, grasping and groping the soft fleshy mounds through the thin red satin. I love the feel of rough hands on my tits, and as I move my own hands to your crotch and begin busily undoing you, I feel your mouth over a nipple, sucking and lapping. My hand finally closes around your thick throbbing prick and I pull it forth while you feast hungrily on my breasts.

You've already undone my halter neck in your eagerness to get at my bare flesh, and I quickly gather the rest of the luxurious red satin up around my waist and back myself against the wall. You come forward as I pull the matching red panties down and let them slip around my ankles. I wish we had time for me to suck on the big thick tool in your hand, to give you a long messy blowjob and let you feel how good my lips would be around it, but we both know the urgency of this and you seem more than happy to dispense with the foreplay as you push up against me and rub the bulging tip around my wet slot. I raise a stocking clad leg and you take hold of it as it wraps around your waist and butt.

?Fuck me' I gasp out, the first words I've spoken to you. My next is a scream of pleasure as you finally thrust your meat into my oh-so-tight pussy and grind deeply into me. I wrap my arms around you and surrender my body to your lust-filled urgent cock, letting you take control and fuck me any way you please. But you know how I like it, after teasing you like a dirty little slut, and cheating on my husband, you know just how to give it to me, hard and rough.

Your free hand returns to my left breast, grasping eagerly as before, squeezing it up with each grunting thrust into me. Your cock fills me with each hard fast stroke, stretching me open and forcing itself into my tight wet tunnel, the sensitive inner walls sending waves of intense pleasure throughout my body. I writhe and squirm against you, wanting to feel every inch of your manhood as it gives me what I so desperately need, forcing my breath out in gasps and squeals of delight with every deep powerful penetration.

It's been so long since I've been fucked like this, not just having sex, or making love, but being fucked good and hard by a man wanting nothing more than to ram his stiff cock into me and pound me with it relentlessly. Your wandering hands explore my body, firmly caressing my silky soft skin, wanting to experience every womanly inch of me.

Your cock is so fucking good and it shows my aching little pussy no mercy. Since I met my husband it's been as tight as a schoolgirls and I can tell by the look of ecstasy on your face just how good it feels clamped around your thick meat. Looking down I see it thick and firm, glistening with my flowing juices as it pounds into me again and again and again.

That's it baby, fuck me like I've never been fucked before, nail me to the fucking wall with your hard cock, bang my pouting little cunt hole till I scream, give me what a nasty little slut like me deserves.

My head is swimming with filthy thoughts and my body is wracked with intense electric pleasure. I don't know how you can keep forcing into me so hard, but still you continue hammering me relentlessly, drilling in to the hilt with your heavy ball sack slapping up against me, grunting and panting as you use me to satisfy your animal lust. I love being such a nasty little slut.

My orgasm tears through me suddenly and with shocking intensity, flashing through me like lightning and weakening my legs, but your powerful thrusts and firm grip hold me against the wall. I scream out over and over as the shocks keep coming harder with each stroke of your manhood.

Suddenly you pull out and pull me onto my hands and knees. I love how you forcefully drag me into the position you want with your rough hands, and then penetrate me again roughly from behind. You grab onto my soft round buttocks as you slam into me again, thrusting me forward and driving into me still deeper, doggy style. I scream out loudly, almost drowning out your grunts of mutual appreciation as my sopping wet tender pussy takes you again. You lean over me and I feel your hot rapid breath on my neck, and your hands now grasping my swaying tits, rock hard nipples digging into your palms as your fingers squeeze into the soft flesh . Your thrusts become more urgent and I know that you are getting ready to cum. As if we are synchronized I feel another orgasm burn through me, the fat tip of your prick pushing against my womb triggering me off. ?Fuck MEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee' I scream out, squirming in your masculine grasp. Again you ram in deep and hard then frantically drill my cunt, pulling out only inches now. Fast and hard and deep until with a final loud groan you unload inside of me. Again I scream out as your thick cum fires into me, jet after jet of hot sticky semen filling me, mixing with my own juices, and still you fuck me, each thrust coaxing out another powerful blast until there is no more.

Moments pass before you release your grip on my breasts, now bright red with your finger marks. You slide out of me still hard and I turn, taking your cock before it loses its bloated form and greedily engulfing it's wet slippery length in my mouth. I suck on it hard, turning my head and lapping the shaft with my busy tongue. I want every single drop of your cum inside of me and your sudden spasm gives me a final jet of cum shot to the back of my throat and hungrily swallowed. I wilfully lick it clean, tasting myself on it as much as you until all that remains is my glistening saliva.

You take it back, pushing it back in your pants and zipping yourself up. Without a word you smarten yourself and leave, returning to your meal. I take some time to soak up the warm glow that only a well-fucked pussy can send through a girl before straightening up my dress and re-tying the neck. I quickly apply some make up from my purse before making my return minutes after you. I walk straight past your table as you sip a glass of wine, give my husband a polite peck on the cheek and sit back down. He comments on the length of time I took and I decide to tell him the truth, or a heavily veiled version of it. ?Darling, sometimes there are things a girl just has to do' I say smiling. ?Or have done to her' I add under my breath as my hot cum soaked pussy tingles with satisfaction between my thighs.

Three's A Crowd

Three's A Crowd [part 4 of 5]
By: tlc1220too (tlc1220too@yahoo.com)

For those who haven't read the preceding chapters, I'm just an average guy who after many, many, many years of being made to feel like the worst lover ever on the face of the planet, found an opportunity to explore his sexual prowess via a patch called adultery. This is the fourth of my accounts. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------------------------------------

Now back at home with the family after well over a year working in another state, I began to settle into my new job. While sometimes stressful and demanding, I've found that once I get into the routine, I have a bit of free time on my hands. At this point in time, the Internet wasn't as closely guarded as it is today and I was able to browse the personal ads in my down times. One caught my eye, in that it was a couple looking for a third. It seems the wife had needs the husband couldn't fulfill and he was soliciting some help. Now granted, this is a bit kinky, but I was game to at least explore the possibilities and so an answer I shot off the ad.

A few days later, I received a reply and we began to converse a bit via e-mail. The couple were about my age, both being a few years older than myself. We seemed to hit it off OK and we decided to meet at a motel that was relatively close to us both. Denny was retired from a medical condition. He and I had a lot in common having grown up on small farms and both having worked for a chemical company at some point in our respective careers. His wife Nancy seemed very nice, not too quiet but not loud or boisterous either. I met them in their room and we talked a bit. Denny explained that he'd had prostrate cancer and couldn't perform any longer, but added that he and Nancy had they're way of dealing with their needs at home but Nancy needed a hard cock now and then. After perhaps 30 minutes, Nancy said, "Would you like to freshen up a bit before we begin?" That took me back a bit, this being my first such experience, but I replied, "Yes, a shower might be a good idea after working all day." And so I adjourned to the bathroom wondering what I've let myself in for here.

I showered quickly and slipped my clothes back on, not knowing exactly how to begin in this situation. As I turned the corner into the bedroom, I found I was highly overdressed with both of them sitting there stark naked and the bed turned down. "I guess I'm a bit over dressed," I chuckled. "Yes, you are." Nancy softly smiled. So, off came my clothes and she and I settled into the bed. Denny said, "I'll just watch if that's OK and maybe join in later." Nancy was about 5' 7" I'm guessing, slim, with probably 32A breasts, 30 inch waist and 36 inch hips I'm guessing.

OK, this was going to be odd to say the least. I wasn't accustomed to performing on command but what the hell, if it works, it works. If not, nothing much loss except perhaps some pride.

Nancy and I began kissing, caressing and getting our bodies as close as possible. She responded very nicely to my kisses and caresses. I began kissing my way down her neck to her breasts. Whale her breasts were small, her nipples were dark brown, an inch or so long and the diameter of a thick pencil eraser. I heard her suck in air quickly as my tongue circled her right nipple and then sucked it into my eager lips. I rolled her left nipple between my fingers, pulled gently on it and kissed my way across her chest to it to give it the same treatment her right had received. "Yesssssssss...", she hissed.

This being a good sign, I spent several minutes tongue lashing her nipples, suckling them and biting them softly. I let my hands roam down her stomach to her thighs, caressing them as I went. When I reached her neatly trimmed bush, her legs parted allowing me free access. I let my fingers slide down the inside of her thigh and lightly brush across the lips of her pussy. Her breathing became deeper, more measured. I kissed my way down her tummy which while a bit relaxed from the years, still slim and soft. I marched my lips down her torso, lighting tugging on her bush with my teeth as I made my way south. I landed kisses and love bites to the inside of her thighs. As I glanced upward, I could see her pussy lips were now plump, engorged. There were beads of her love juices dancing on her bush and to my great delight, her clit was standing tall like a little soldier guarding the fort. Nancy had the largest clitoris I'd ever seen. It was as big around as my pinkie and probably 3/4" to an inch long. It looked like a little cock peeking out from under it's hood. I let my tongue lightly slide along the edges of her pussy lips. Nancy thrust her hips upward pushing her pussy into my face. I circled her clit with my tongue once and again she thrust her savory cunt upward toward my face. I sucked her clit into my mouth in one slurp.

"OH MY GOD, YES!", was her response. In no time at all, her pelvic ridge was bumping my nose in a steady rt hymn, her legs encircled my neck and clamped my head to her by now sopping gash. My tongue danced on her clit then buried itself as deep as I could into her cunt. Nancy's legs clamped even harder around my head as her body shuddered and a low moan escaped her lips, then she relaxed. She pulled me up to her and kissed me. "Mmmmm, I think you're going to do very nicely." she whispered.

We rested a few minutes then began again following much the same routine. If you've read my previous works, you know I love to eat pussy and satisfy my lover. Fair or not, we men do have limitations whereas I've found some women seem to have none. As I slipped back between Nancy's legs, Denny stirred and walked over to Nancy holding his semi-hard dick in his hand. It was considerably smaller than my own but I've also learned it isn't the size that matters so much as what you do with it. Denny presented is dick to his wife who eagerly began to suck it as her pussy continued to gain lubrication and thrusting it into my eager mouth. Denny didn't last long and soon retreated to his chair in the corner.

Nancy moaned to me, "Come up here, baby. I want that cock of yours inside me." Upward I kissed my way to her open arms and lips. Kissing her, I tasted Denny on her lips but it wasn't bad. Nancy reached between us and grasped my rigid cock, rubbed it up and down her oozing slit then guided me into her steaming cunt. It must have been awhile since she'd had a cock because she was pretty snug and she moaned as I slid myself totally inside her. "Oh yes, baby, fuck me, please, fuck me" she whispered in my ear. I began to pump myself in and out of her, her juices lubricating me to the point I was smoothly pistoning in and out of her in short order. Nancy wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me ever deeper into her with my every thrust. I hadn't had any real pussy in awhile myself so I didn't last all that long myself, maybe 10 to 15 minutes. I could feel the soft spongy resistance of her cervix when I really started pounding her. All I heard were her moans and cooing as I did my best to drive my cock through her body. Once again she began to tense up and her cunt began to grasp my cock like a vise. That was it, I unloaded one, two, three, four ropes of cum deep into her eager womb and collapsed on top of her.

"Oh my, you are a machine," she purred and she hugged me close and gave me a deep kiss.

I was able to recover fairly quickly and we went at it three or four more times that session. While I really enjoyed it, I wasn't 100% sure if I'd made the grade until the next day when I opened my e-mail I saw a message from them. It was from Nancy. "You were wonderful. I'm a bit sore today from the pounding that cock of yours gave me, but it's a good sore. I like it. I hope we can see you again soon." - Nancy.

Over the next several months, we met about every three to four weeks, ususally at a motel about 45 minutes from their home. There were some fast food places and a strip club nearby it. The routine was that I'd arrive, shower, make love to Nancy once or twice then Denny would join in for his jollies, then he'd leave to get a bite to eat or just hang out at the strip joint for an hour or so leaving Nancy and I alone. We talked quite a bit over that period of time. She told me how she'd not always been all that interested in sex until she and Denny separated for a time and during that time a boyfriend she acquired introduced her to sex like she'd never experienced. He'd turned out to be a sleaze as a man but he had awakened a desire she didn't know existed. When she and Denny got back together it was okay for a time but never like with her boyfriend and then when the prostrate cancer hit, she said she about went nuts. They'd finally agreed that they'd look for some surrogate assistance. I wasn't their first, but I may have very well been the last.

They invited me to their home a couple of times, but mostly we met at a motel midway between us. On one occasion, while I was going down on Nancy, I felt a warm, wet feeling around my cock. Denny had ambushed me! I didn't freak out but it was a bit unsettling. Had I had some warning, it might have gone better but as it was, I didn't enjoy that at all. The next week, Denny asked if I'd like to meet for lunch via IM. I asked him why and his response was "So we could have some dessert." to which I responded, "Dessert?" His response, "Blowjob". I told him that while I couldn't explain why, it just wasn't the same when he did that versus Nancy. The subject never came up again, but the next time we met in the motel, while I was in the bathroom getting out of the shower I overheard him tell Nancy, "Get this over with. I don't want to be here all night while you get your jollies." Nancy was a bit miffed at him, telling him to fuck off. I think it was that night after Denny had left the room for his sandwich or whatever, that Nancy and I agreed it was better when it was just the two of us. I think that was also when, after she'd cum for the third or fourth time until the urging of my tongue that she smiled at me as I came up for air and said, "I don't know what it is you do down there, but my God, it drives me crazy and please don't ever stop!" lol

The last time I saw Nancy, she had called and invited me to spend the night at their home. Denny and his son had left to drive to Flordia for a vacation. Nancy had some things she had to do before she could fly down to join them. It was a magical night. When I arrived in their city, she had go to a local shopping center where I called to let her know I was in town. She came to pick me up. "Nosy neighbors" she said. We drove to their home where I was hunkered down in the seat so it would appear she was alone. Once inside we quickly went to their basement which was finished very nicely. We immediately we clenched in a passionate embrace. I quickly noticed she wasn't wearing a bra and began to massage her breasts and tweak her nipples through her blouse. "Mmmmm..." came a warm reply. I clasped her ass in my hands and pulled her close to me as her arms encircled my head, running her fingers through my hair and shoving her tongue down my throat, or so it semed. After several minutes of this mutual groping, carressing, kissing and pressing our bodies as close as possible, I slipped my hand between us and down the front of her slacks. The were loose fitting and it was an easy task. I soon found my way to her already wet cunt and to my delight her clit was standing at attention and begging to be carressed, which I began to do in earnest. It wasn't long that her breathing deepened and she moaned, "I'm going to cum if you don't stop." "Cum for me, baby" I whispered, "I know there's plenty more where that will come from." and she let go, "Aaarrgh! Oh FUCK yes!" she gasped as she thrust her pelvis forward engulfing my fingers.

There was a futon nearby and I quickly got rid of her blouse, slacks and panties. She sat back on the futon and had a look on her face I'd seen many times before. Her eyes were glassy with lust. Her hands flew to my belt and in short order I too was nude. She spread hear legs and lifted them toward her chest. "Get that cock in me and NOW!" she hissed. Who was I to refuse? I moved closer to her and she reached out and grabbed my rigid cock and pulled me to her gaping pussy, slick with her own desire. It was like dipping my cock in boiling oil. "Oooooooh YES, fuck me, baby, FUCK ME!" she screamed. I drove my cock all the way in with one thrust. Her legs encircled me, trapping me close to her but giving me adequate room to begin a steady rthymn. Soon our bodies were slapping together as I drove as hard and deep as I could into her eager body. "Oh YES, that's it. Fuck me harder. Faster! Give me all of that delicious cock!" she urged. It was a good thing we were in the basement. I think she'd have been heard three blocks away if we hadn't. Soon, that familiar tickling in my balls was upon me. "I'm going to cum if I keep this up" I gasped. "GOOD! Cum in me, fill me with your cum, NOW" she gasped as I felt her own orgasm begin. Her pussy was so good. It clamped down on my like a vise then kneaded my cock, sucking me dry. As I softened, my cock slipped out of her with a "PLOP!" and a suction noise.A large glob of our combined cum followed soaking into the futon. "Oh no!" I said, "We'll stain your cushion." "So what?" she said as she arose, "I'll just flip it over and now one will ever notice." We spent that night making love with a goodly amount of animalistic fucking mixed in for good measure. Denny called to tell her they'd arrived at their destination in Florida. I heard Nancy tell him I'd come by for a visit. I couldn't hear what he may have said, but I got the feeling he wasn't happy about it. She didn't tell him I was spending the night.

The next morning, we had a lovely breakfast and she took me back to my car. She was on her way to the airport to catch her flight. We e-mailed one another later in the day and I asked her how her flight was. She said it was good, but she slept most of the way. She also said she was a bit sore from our antics. I apologized but she said, "No need. It was a good ache. I loved it and loved even more gettting it."

That was pretty much the last I heard from her. I wrote a few times to see if I'd done something wrong, but never got an answer. I'm guessing Denny was totally pissed and forbade her to see me again. That is a shame indeed. Would I see her again, given the chance? Absolutely.

A Fourth To Remember

We had planned this carefully since we found out they were setting off

the fireworks in the field out in the country.  We had carefully staked 

out our spot and picked the clothes we were to wear and the exact time 

to get there.  We pull in just as it is getting dark out into the old 

dirt road at the far end of the field.  Get the blankets and 

flashlights out of the trunk and stroll casually to our spot.  We lay 

out our blankets and turn off our flashlights and lay down on our sides 

laying towards where we will be able to see the fireworks going off.  

This has long been a fantasy of both of us.  Making love under the 

stars with just a chance of getting caught. 

As we lay there, Me spooned behind you, I can feel your excitement at

what is about to happen.  We hear the countdown to the lighting of the 

first shell and I lean over to kiss you lightly on the lips.  We hear 

the first shell begin its burn up and see it a second later spinning up 

into the air where it explodes with a bang and lights up the night sky. 

 I slide my hand up your loose t-shirt and cup your heavy breast and 

feel the already hard nipple dig into the palm of my hand.  I gently 

bring my fingers to your nipple and gently pinch it and feel you press 

harder into my hand as I hear you moan and shiver as your excitement 

mounts.  I reach further across your chest and do the same to your 

other nipple and get the same result. 

The show continues above us we you reach back into my loose shorts and

fondle my member which is already as hard as it can be with excitement, 

But which still jumps in your soft hand.  You use my leaking excitement 

to slowly stroke me and get me even more ready to take you. 

After working both of your breasts, I slide my hand down past the short

loose skirt your wearing and up along your thigh to where your panties 

would be were you wearing any.  I gently slide my fingers down over 

your bare lips and part them to find you totally dripping and soaking 

the inside of your thighs.  I gently rub against your nub and hear your 

moan of excitement as you push against my finger and grind your hips 

against my ministrations. 

You say, "I want it now".  So we pull my shorts to the side and you lift

your leg as I posistion my hardness at your entrance.  You push back as 

soon as I am lined up and I slip into with almost no resistance.  I 

bottom out inside you and we both groan.  You are hotter, tighter and 

wetter than I've ever felt you.  We both lay there reveling in the fact 

that we are joined in the most intimate way two people can be outside 

under a star lit night with fireworks going off overhead and under our 

blankets. 

I move out just a little and slide back in.  It is the most incredible

and magical I've ever felt when inside you.  And that is saying 

something as the first time we made love, I had never felt it so 

magical. 

I start to move slowly in and out of you as I gently continue to rub

against that hard nub.  You start moving faster and I know you're 

already getting close.  So I try to concentrate on helping you get 

there.  Rubbing your nub in that little circle pattern that drives you 

up the wall and gently lick and kiss your neck just below the ears and 

continue to thrust in and out of you, Making sure to keep pressure on 

your g-spot.  My only fear is that when you go off, You'll make more 

noise than the show above us and fly just as high.  And once again we 

seem to be reading each others mind as you grab a bunch of the blanket 

and bite down on it to soften the noise you make as you reach your 

release and I feel it against my groin as your thighs become wetter and 

we start to squish together. 

We lay there as you calm down somewhat from your release and I continue

to gently stroke in and our of you and then you start to stroke with me 

as they start to send off the final volley.  We start to work in unison 

of our own grand finale.  I can feel my release start to build and work 

it's way up my hardness as you start to build to your final release.  

The sky is lighting up above us and the percussions are shaking the 

ground below us as we find our own our own freedom within and around us 

as we both express our love to one another as intimatly as two people 

can.  We both finish pressed tightly to one another as the sky finally 

darkens after the final volley. I slip from you and we both cuddle and 

kiss as we hear the crowd start to depart.  We clean up and gather up 

our stuff and head back off to our car, Hand in hand knowing we have 

fulfulled a fantasy we both have had for a long time.  One that made us 

closer than we were just an hour or so ago.