Playtime Stories Ch 4 Tiffany and I are joined by - Sex Stories

Playtime Stories Ch 4 Tiffany and I are joined by

4. I agreed to Tiffany’s promise of more fun at her place. She was a talented ass-fucker and although I’d just cum in the porn booth I could already feel my cock-craving returning. 30 minutes later we were pulling into a two-floor townhouse in suburbia. Tiffany gave “Pet” a bullshit story about how I wasn’t able to go to my gay lover’s house because it was so late. At first he was a bit put off but then she added “Besides, you made a mess on her. The least you should do is clean her up…” Of course there was no gay lover, and the mess was now on both legs after my own ass-fucking-produced orgasm. When we arrived Tiffany brought out a pair of cheap black stockings that she had purchased by mistake a year before and were too big. They fit me fine and I switched them so “Pet”- Peter- could wash mine. Tiffany and I waited together and watched some amateur Bi-sex porn. She’d changed into a silk robe and was wearing something under it but I couldn’t see what it was. I wasn’t quite clear which of the two was really in charge or what kind of relationship they had, so I asked. She explained that they had known each other for a while and that they were each married and pretending to be out of town on business. They were having a purely sexual affair. They had tried a relationship years before that had not worked. Now they were no longer emotionally attached to one another, but they really liked fucking together and they found that they could satisfy each other in ways their spouses ...

... couldn't. We were now in Tiffany’s parent’s home. She had grown up there and was in the process of trying to get it ready to rent, but dragging her feet so she could play with “Pet.” She confessed to being Bi and loving all kinds of “wrong and nasty” sex. She said that she had not been abused as a girl but did really enjoy the attention she got from sex. Peter went to bed after giving Tiffany my freshly cleaned stockings. He didn't really say anything to me and seemed a bit uneasy about the whole thing. It was as if this weekend she was in charge and he was pouting ‘cause she found another plaything. What a bitch. Tiffany ironed my stockings on low to dry them. When she was done I went into the bathroom and changed again. When I came out she mentioned that the stockings I had were the best. Tiffany added “The ones I loaned you aren’t even good enough for you to tie me up with…there is no way you could fuck me senseless in those cheap pieces of crap…” I bit, and said “I am sure they are good enough for that…” She smiled and dropped her robe exposing a BDSM-style black leather harness that ran diagonally across her whole body and down under her crotch and then up her back. It was quality and had several tie down rings. I walked up to her and looked down into her eyes as I kissed her like the gentlest lesbian lover. We held the passionate kiss for several moments before I broke it and forcibly turned her to face the sofa and showed her forward onto it. I grabbed her wrists and held ...