Chapter VI
David called me early Sunday morning: "Did you get the marker tattoos
off yet?"
During our last rendezvous, I had asked David to draw tattoos on me with
a marker. "Ha-ha, yes, I used rubbing alcohol. And where's your Mrs.?" I asked.
"On her way to church. She's not religious, but she likes to teach the
children," he answered; David and his wife had no children of their own. "Did I
wake you? Are you alone?" David asked.
I laughed, "mmmm, baby, after you fuck me it takes me a week to
recover." In truth, while I was not having sex with anyone else, I was also
masturbating more than once a day thinking about David and what we had done.
"I have a proposal for you," he continued, "I have to go to Washington,
D.C., on Thursday afternoon for a meeting Friday and I'll be coming back
Saturday. Would you like to come with me?"
"Hell yes, two days with you? Absolutely!" I shouted.
"It might be a good idea for you to wear a ring, then people won't
wonder why I am wearing a ring and you are not," he said.
I told him: "I have a gold friendship ring I can wear, okay?"
"That'll work; bring some comfortable clothes and a fancy dress - we've
been invited to a black tie embassy dinner; I'll supply the rest of what you'll
wear."
"So tell me," I asked, changing the subject, "did you get laid last
night?" He had; in fact, David told me all the juicy details about sex with his
wife the night before. It made me very hot to imagine what they had done, and I
ended up rubbing myself and cumming for David to hear while he described it all.
Dressed in a conservative skirt and blouse (and even a chemise and
panties), I met David at the airport gate on Thursday at Noon. He walked right
up to me with a huge smile, and we embraced and kissed like long lost lovers.
He held me tightly, and I crushed myself against him. We sat together in first
class, kissed, drank wine, grabbed each other, but it wasn't a long enough
flight to do much else. David told me he had won a contract to design a new
French chancery in our city and that we would be having dinner (as husband and
wife) at the French embassy in Washington. He also had a meeting there on
Friday morning, but the rest of the time he was mine; he also told me he had
special plans for Friday night.
We kissed in the cab on the way to the hotel and felt each other up. I
was already wet and my panties were soaked; David's cock was rock hard in his
pants. All my rubbing had made his cock drip and there was a wet spot on his
pants. I rubbed my finger on the spot, then licked my finger clean. We
registered at the Four Season in Georgetown and went straight to our hotel room.
Our room had a balcony overlooking the Potomac river and office buildings in
view on the Virginia side.
I stepped outside; David came up behind me and put his arms around me.
His hard cock was pressed against my butt, so I wiggled it against him. "Keep
your hands on the rail," David told me. He reached around and began rubbing my
breasts. He unbuttoned my blouse and put his hands up under my chemise so he
could squeeze my nipples. I responded by rubbing my ass harder against his
cock. With my blouse now open, he lifted my chemise, exposing my A-cup breasts
and nipples to the bright sun. Then David reached down and lifted up my skirt
in front; he rubbed the palm of his hand against my pantied pussy; my panties
were drenched. He pulled my panties down and off; I scanned the office building
across the river to see if anyone was watching us. David fingered my pussy as
my juices ran down my inner thighs. I was close to cumming, but David stopped
to drop his pants and quickly shoved his hard cock deeply into my pussy.
I moaned loudly and said "oh, yes, baby, fuck me." This time it only
took David a few minutes before he was filling my pussy with cum. He knelt down
then and began licking my pussy. I ground my cum-filled pussy down against his
mouth while his tongue lashed my clitoris. Two of his fingers slid up into my
ass, and I was groaning, moaning, and finally shouting as I came in the
sunlight, in full view of the Commonwealth of Virginia.
We moved back into our room and got on the bed; actually, there were two
queen beds so we used the one by the window. I licked and sucked on David's
cock and balls to get him hard again. I loved the taste of my pussy and his cum
mixed together on his cock. When he was hard, I climbed up on straddled his
cock and slowly lowered myself on to it. I laid down on his chest, and he held
me tightly while I wiggled my hips and ground my clit against him. After I had
a string of small orgasms, I laid down next to David, with my ass pressed
against his cock, and he rubbed his cock up and down my ass, passing over the
entrance to my ass, and finally, with my encouragement, began to insert his cock
there while I rubbed my clit. It hurt a bit this time since we were less
lubricated, but it was still great to have him deep inside my ass.
David began stuffing fingers into my pussy, and the wonderful feeling of
three fingers there and his cock in my ass at the same time convinced me that I
had to try a double penetration, and soon. David and I came together, and we
nestled together, hugging and kissing for an hour, until it was time to get
ready for our embassy dinner.
David was quite pleased when he saw me - I had "borrowed" a rather
expensive, formal, and yet sexy dress from the store I manage and had had it
altered to fit me perfectly. It was black, high in the front but quite low in
the back, low enough that I had to wear it without a bra; it wasn't too short,
but I wore it with black thigh-high stockings and no panties; I had a pair of
conservative black heels to wear with it, and some diamond earrings, and of
course the "wedding ring" I had brought. I was to be introduced as David's
wife, age 29, and say we had been married 4 years. David, meanwhile, put on a
handsome tuxedo. The valet called us a cab, and we headed over to the French
embassy.
Fortunately, it was a large buffet dinner and many people attended, so
my ruse of being David's kinky mistress pretending to be David's conservative
wife was not too difficult. I had a lovely time flirting with an official from
the British embassy, making up all kinds of crap about me and David and our
years of marital bliss and hinting at nasty sexual secrets. And whenever I got
the chance, I would back David against a wall, take his hand, and place it up
under my dress onto my wet, hot pussy.
After dinner, we decided to take a taxi around the city to see the
monuments lit up at night. In the back, David and I kissed, and I rubbed his
cock through his tuxedo pants while he rubbed my clitoris. We stopped only
briefly to view the Washington, Lincoln and Jefferson monuments and White House
and Capitol from the taxi. We headed back to our hotel and decided to have last
drink in the bar before bed. We sat in plush seats in the corner and David
fetched drinks from the bar; two men sat at another table nearby. Then David
said he wanted to see me cum.
"Here? Now?" I asked, with an evil grin.
"Yes," David hissed at me, trying to hold back his desire. So, I raised
the front of my dress, little by little, until, as I sat with my legs slightly
parted, only he could see my hot, swollen, and very wet pussy and my hot swollen
clit peeking out. I licked my fingers and began rubbing myself, a slight moan
escaping my lips as I dipped two fingers into my pussy for a moment to draw more
juices up around my clit. I leaned my head back, but focused on David's
beautiful brown eyes which were wide with desire for me. My pussy was very wet,
and the back of the dress and perhaps the chair were getting damp. The other
men, now looking in my direction, could see that my hand was in my lap, but
couldn't see my pussy. I looked in their eyes with passion and desire, then
returned my attention to David. He sat stoicly as I crammed three, then four
fingers into my pussy and twisted them. My juices were flowing fast.
"Put in your thumb," David asked. I tucked my thumb underneath my other
fingers and tried to corkscrew all five fingers into my sopping wet cunt. They
started to slip in, but I was stretched to the max, panting loudly like a slutty
bitch in heat. I worked my fingers around and in and out of my cunt until, with
a suppressed moan, I came. David stepped up in front of me and downed the rest
of his drink as I yanked my hand out of my dirty, naughty cunt. He took my
dripping hand in his and helped me up, my dress slipping back down but not
before exposing my nasty wet cunt to the other two men in the bar.
Hand-in-hand, David led me to the men's room. Right inside the door, I
dropped to my knees and pulled out David's hard cock. I sucked it, and rubbed
his balls and fingered his ass until he came, quickly, shooting his cum on my
face and in my hair. I stood and we walked out, past the two men and the
bartender, and across the lobby to the elevators, with David's cum dripping off
my face. In the elevator, I wiped it off with my fingers and licked them clean.
In our room at last, we quickly stripped off our clothes, kissed, and went to
right to sleep in each other's arms.
David went back to the French embassy first thing in the morning for his
meeting; he said he would call to meet me as soon as he was done. I had at
least the morning alone, and I felt very alone without David and pretty much
stayed in our room, only going out for a run on the trail nearby. I was very
curious about what David had planned for our evening, and took a long hot bath
and shaved again, this time deciding to shave off all the hair around my pussy.
It felt kinky and lewd to have a bald pussy, but I held back the urge to rub
myself. David called at Noon and was already finished; he told me he was going
to become both rich and famous with this new contract, as the French government
had decided to build an entire cultural center and museum in our city, not just
a chancery, and David was going to design it all. My heart beat hard; in all
honesty, I really wanted to be there with him, at his side through the times he
had ahead. I felt a deep pang of envy for his wife, who loved him and whom he
loved, but who left something small and important out of their relationship. I
felt angry at her and wondered what was wrong with her.
I put on a light summer dress I had brought, totally nude beneath, and
David met me for a late but quick seafood lunch in Georgetown (raw oysters and
beer) near the hotel. During lunch, I told David that I wanted to see the
Vietnam Memorial, so we took a taxi down to the National Mall. We saw the
memorial and walked the Mall all afternoon until it was early evening. We were
walking along the reflecting pool leading up to the Lincoln Monument and
everything was very quiet; all the federal workers had gone home for the weekend
and the tourists must have been eating dinner, so David and I were alone.
I stopped him and looked at him; he gave me a questioning look. I
wrapped my arms around him and kissed him slowly, chastely, passionately. I was
ready to do anything he asked. If David had asked me to stay his mistress
forever, I would have done it then, but there was no talking. We separated and
David sat on a patch of grass in the trees. I walked up to him, hiked up my
dress, and straddled his lap. His loins were hot and his cock was hard. We
kissed, and I reached down and unzipped his fly. I took his cock out and then
lowered myself onto his cock, so it filled me and throbbed inside me. My dress
covered us and we sat motionless, holding each other. We stayed like that for a
long time, kissing and rocking gently against each other.
Joggers passed us from time to time and gave us a curious look, but we
weren't showing off. We were just sitting together, in the most intimate
position possible, savoring the feeling, not trying to cum, until David said we
needed to head back for dinner then get ready for the night. I stood up,
exposing his cock and feeling my juices run down my inner thighs. After he
tucked everything away, I held out a hand and helped him up. We took a taxi to
one of the finest restaurants in Washington and ate and talked and drank wine.
Back in our hotel room, we showered and put on our complimentary robes.
David handed me a gift-wrapped package. "This is your attire for the evening,"
he said with a big shit-eating grin.
Inside, on top, was a very small and transparent g-string. I took off
my robe and put it on; my pussy was clearly visible through the thin white
cloth. Next was something black mesh: "It's a tube mini-dress for you to wear
tonight," David said. I wiggled into it, and it was totally see-thru. My
nipples were obvious; hell, it hid nothing, the white g-string was clearly
visible and you could still pretty much see my now very hot and inflamed pussy
through both. Also in the box were slutty high heels.
"We're not going out in public with this on me in Washington, D.C., are
we?" I asked.
"No," he said, "we're going to a private club. It's a club for couples
and bisexual women to meet others interesting in getting together. There's no
sex at the club, I'm told, but many people end up with partners before the end
of the night. And best of all, it's 'See-Thru Night' tonight."
"Oh, baby, what will we do there?"
"Anything you like," he replied. David dressed in hot, tight underpants
and put on the black silk pants and shirt I had given him while I brushed my
hair and put on some lipstick. He gave me a raincoat to wear and we went down
to get a taxi.
We arrived at the club downtown and saw a lot of very hot and sexy young
people headed in. David paid to "join the club" and we entered into a crowded
but very clean nightclub. The women were mostly dressed in see-thru items like
mine, some with no underwear at all. I checked David's raincoat and we went to
the bar. There were two bars and a dance floor, and I saw a few people dancing,
feeling each other up lewdly. I could smell the scent of pussy in the air, and
my nipples were at full attention. As we pushed through to the bar, any number
of hands brushed over my breasts and bare ass. Almost naked women brushed their
breasts against me, and I was already sopping wet. There were so many young,
beautiful people here, and so many women.
We got to the bar and David got us some stiff drinks. I grabbed his
cock through his pants and it was stiff and throbbing in his underpants. I felt
another hard cock press against my ass. Above the bar, on TV screens, I saw a
video of two totally hot naked women crushed together in a small enclosed space,
kissing, their hands caressing each others' pussies. I gulped my drink and
started gyrating my hips to the music, enjoying David's hard cock in front and
still feeling another hard cock pressed against my ass. We finished a couple
drinks and I asked David to dance.
We went onto the dance floor and danced like teenagers - pressed against
each other. I lifted one leg around David and pressed my hot wet pussy against
his leg and started humping it. Others around us were dancing likewise. A
couple of people stopped us to welcome us to the club and said we were fitting
in fine, but warned us to remember the rules. No public sex, we were told.
Only women in "the closet."
"What's the closet?" I asked, and a woman pointed at the TV screens over
the bar.
"That's not a movie," she said, "it's a closed circuit monitor. Two
women can go into the closet in the back and do anything they like, as long as
there's no penetration, and everyone at the bar can watch." I looked at the
screens again and another pair of women were in "the closet;" one was licking
the other's pussy.
"Wow!" I said.
"You just ask if you want to try it, beautiful," the woman said to me,
dancing away with her partner. David started pinching my nipples through the
dress.
"You want to try it, don't you?" He asked with a smile.
"Absolutely, it'll warm me up for the rest of the evening." We moved to
the lounge area and had a seat and a couple more drinks. Several couples came
to talk with us, most of them were interested in knowing whether we had swapped
before and we said we were open to anything, but in no hurry. But then a
beautiful young brunette with long hair, Jeanette, came and sat next to me. Her
husband Len sat beside her. The four of us clicked and talked about a million
things while her husband caressed her almost exposed C-cup breasts and David ran
his finger up and down my sheer pantied slit. I found it hard to concentrate,
and our conversation got increasingly sexual. She asked me if I like anal and
said she and her husband did it often. I said I loved anal and that David loved
fucking my ass hard. She asked me if I'd ever been with a woman. I admitted I
hadn't really. Then she asked if she could kiss me. I almost fainted, and
whispered "yes, please."
She leaned in and our lips met. Her tongue was in my mouth and mine
responded. David moved his hand up to my nipples, and hers went between my
legs. She caressed my pussy as we kissed, then she put two finger up under her
skirt and brought her two pussy juice drenched fingers to my mouth. I sucked
them hungrily. I asked her if she'd ever been in "the closet." She said once
and would I like to try it with her.
"Yeah, right now," I said. Len and David sat on the couch talking and
watching the TV screen showing the inside of the closet while Jeanette and I
made our way there. Another hot twosome was coming out, faces wet with each
other's juices. Jeanette and I went in. We put our arms around each other and
kissed; I couldn't believe everyone outside was watching us but it made me
incredibly hot to know they were.
Her fingers made it around my g-string and massaged my cunt; she had no
panties at all and her pussy was at least as hot and dripping wet as mine.
Jeanette pulled off my dress and I removed her skirt and top. She knelt down,
and plunged her tongue into my pussy, swirling around, licking up and down and
all around my clit. I threw my head back and came almost instantly. I licked
her face clean then sucked on her beautiful hard nipples. She was rubbing her
hot wet pussy up and down my thigh. Finally I too got down and stared at her
beautiful, naked, wet pussy. My tongue reached in. She smelled and tasted so
good. She put her hands on the back of my head and held me there while I licked
her. Her juices were soon all over my face, and she came with a gush, her
juices flowing all over my face and breasts.
We put our clothes back on then and headed out to find David and her
husband. Several hot almost naked women touched me and told me we had put on a
great show. The club was very crowded and many hands caressed my ass, breasts
and pussy, before we made it back to our guys.
David invited them to come back to our hotel with us and they agreed.
We got our coats and all piled into a taxi. Jeanette ended up on David's lap
and I on Len's. His cock was big and hard and I wiggled on it while he rubbed
my breasts. Jeanette and I kissed. We were quite a sight when we arrived at
our fancy hotel, but made it to our room in no time. Jeanette stripped off and
I stripped to my g-string.
Then we were on the bed, tongue kissing. Len got behind me and rubbed
his hard naked cock against my ass. David was doing the same to Jeanette. She
moved over into a 69 with David and hungrily sucked his cock. I grabbed a
condom for Len, and leapt on top of him, soon pounding up and down with his fat
cock in my pussy.
"David, please fuck my ass," I begged. While Jeanette got up and sat on
her husband's face and kissed me and twisted my nipples, David got behind me and
eased his lubricated cock into my ass. The feeling of two cocks in me at the
same time was amazing; it totally filled me up. Soon, Jeanette's husband came
and she wanted to fuck David, so he laid down and she got up onto his cock while
I sat on his face, smothering him with my pussy juices. She fucked him hard and
fast, and with an enormous moan David came, shooting all the cum he had saved up
during the day. Jeanette and I got into a sixty-nine, with her on top. While I
sucked on her clit, her husband got behind her and rammed his cock into her ass.
I licked her clit and lapped at her pussy until I saw her husband's balls
contract and heard him grunt that he was cumming; he pulled out and shot his cum
all over Jeanette's ass and my face. I redoubled my efforts licking her as she
licked me and plunged her fingers into my hot cunt and ass, until with a loud
moan, she came again and gushed her pussy juices all over my face. The bed was
soaked.
Then David got behind me and fucked my pussy while Jeanette licked my
clit and her husband put his cock in my mouth. David fucked me hard, ramming
into me again and again. Suddenly I could feel his cock erupt in my cunt. I
came too, and then Jeanette's husband showered my breasts and Jeanette with cum.
We were all wasted. We grabbed a few drinks from the mini-bar and
relaxed before Jeanette and her husband hopped into our shower, dressed, and
headed home. I was exhausted from the amazing sex. David and I showered
together and washed each other and kissed. We curled up on the clean bed and
fell asleep again in each other's arms. We slept until eleven the next morning,
made our way to the airport, and then headed to our homes alone.
