The Marathon - Night 4 - Sex Stories

The Marathon - Night 4

... table. On his way out he stared again. I said “Take your time and have a good look.” He continued to stare. “Want to have a feel?” I asked. “Um, sure, if that’s OK?” he said. “Sure” He took a step forward, and grabbed a handful of her right breast, and then her left. He fondled those for a while and then knelt down, and reached between her legs and slid two fingers into her. She gasped around her gag. “Damn she’s wet!” He exclaimed “She likes it” I said. “Feel free to have a go at her if you want” as I pulled the gag from her mouth. “Open and give him his tip” I said. She dutifully opened her mouth. The waiter quickly unzipped and pulled his raging hard-on out and shoved it in her mouth. The k** came quickly on a downstroke and blew his whole load in her face. covering her nose, cheeks and the blindfold. The waiter also used her hair to clean himself and quickly zipped up. “Thanks sir. I’ve got to get going. Best tip I ever had” I handed him a $50 to boot, and he left the room smiling. “So that’s one” she said. “That doesn’t count, I said you have to invite them up to the room. That was just for fun.” “OK, you’ve earned your dinner” I said as I uncuffed her. She stood up walked over to the table and sat down to eat, still with a face full of cum. We ate for about 30 minutes and had some champagne. After we were done, I walked her back to the alcove, and cuffed her back up, this time standing and facing inward. I reached around under the fold of her soft belly and slid two ...

... fingers down her lips. She was still pretty wet. I dropped my pants and grabbed a hold of her plump hips and started to pound away at her for a few minutes, finally blowing a load hard up inside her. I left her to stand there a while, and laid down on the bed to watch a little TV. I got up and turned her around after a few minutes and made her kneel again. About 20 minutes later, there was another knock at the door. “So who’s that?” “I got you a little help for tonight” “Huh?” she said. I walked to the door and opened it. “Come in” I said. Our guest came in the room. I walked them over to the alcove. “Nice” they said. “Who is it?” my wife asked. In answer I pulled off her stained blindfold. “Beth!” she exclaimed. “Yes, he told me about your little week of escapades, and I wanted to help tonight” Beth was a friend of ours who recently got divorced from a bad marriage. She and my wife talked frequently about it. Her marriage had been pretty bland the past few years, and she was very frustrated. We had joked about having her in a threesome a few times to help ease her frustration. I had gone to Beth earlier in the day to propose the night’s deal to her and let her in on our week. She was actually disappointed we didn’t include her earlier. She especially liked the drive thru night. “Beth is going to be your wingman tonight. But first, I think she needs to loosen up a bit, don’t you?” I said. I walked behind Beth, and started to undress her in front of my wife. As I undressed her, I ...