honey Reader, hopefully, you will enjoy my quarter chapter of this story. If you do like it please read my others.

Please, read the previous chapters before reading this one, it's not mandatory but it helps.

I am happy to encounter commentary and PMs. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.

Thanks to Mfan and others for helping proof read.

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Bob, Sue and Anita's vacation romance ... 4

Recap :

In chapter 3 we left Sue and Anita sat in the waiting area wrapped in towels having a cup of tea.

'' Well, what now ? '' asked Anita ?

'' Well, we still have shopping sentence left and I think we need some lingerie, hopefully matching and we must gather up with Bob, '' Sue replied. `` But I also need to work out how he is going to pay for cheating. ``

'' Have n't we just levelled the playing field of honor on that argument ? '' Anita asked.

"Oh yes, and it was the skillful affair ever, but he does n't cognize that, does he ?"Sue said with a wicked smile.

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Sue picked up her earphone, typed in a hunt and started scrolling.

"Right, we have an adult intimate apparel clothing shop three streets away and an adult sex workshop just in the next street. Let's finish these cups of tea, get dressed and then recall to our shopping spree."Sue said beaming,"but you are to wad an all-night bag, as I would like you to stay with us tonight !"

Anita and Sue then re-engaged their sororal conversation. Chuckling and laughing, although now the topic were about the technicalities of anal sex, blow chore, erotic underwear and even bondage.

Soon they were striding out of the apartment, refreshed, dressed, laden with their earlier purchases and a small overnight bag for Anita.

At the adult clothing memory board, they brought matching lingerie ( Some of which made Sue blush ), some plaything ( some of which Sue had to ask what they were for, which also caused her to blush, some of which Anita already had ) and some lube that Anita recommended.

Sue paused before entering the adult sex shop."I've never been inside one of these,"she admitted, blushing. Anita laughed, held onto her and walked her inside. Whilst the stock was more special, it was more speciate. Soon they had purchased some more toys and more risqué underclothing. Sue was relieved that they could all fit in existing bags rather than having to carry a bag with the logo"Randy's Sex emporium ”.

Around the corner they were passing a jocularity & fancy wearing apparel shop, Sue stopped to look in the windowpane."Oh, now there is an estimate, I still haven't forgiven Bob. I can see something that we can make him wriggle. He is going to pay for his indiscretion,"Sue said with a wink and a wicked smile. When they emerged from the store the two young lady were laughing hysterically, clutching yet another bag.

Once they had checked that Sue & Bob's flat was vacate, with no sign of Bob, the girls flaked out on the sofa, cup of tea spread out before them. Anita made a cup of tea and together they spread out their ware into groups, whilst inspecting each item. Soon there were four slew : Public dress, individual lingerie, toys and Bob's humiliation. Anita dug into her overnight bag to display some addition to the collection.

Bob was enjoying himself, after surfing for an hour or two he found a sports bar, where they were showing his home team The Bristol Bears playing the premiership leader, Harlequins. Soon the bar was full of suspensor for both teams and some good-natured banter and beer was flowing. By the plot 's final tin whistle, he had had a burger and befriended a existent stag party from Bristol, joining them for their future few ports of yell in their pub crawl.

He was just getting peckish for another Warren Earl Burger when he felt his headphone buzz and opened a text from Sue :

"I know what you have been up to. Anita has explained. I am disappointed in you. You have two selection :

A ) You Koran into the traveler inn Hotel, I will drop off an nightlong bag and we are finished.

OR

B ) ejaculate to the flat, change into the clothes I've left in the hallway, and travel along my statement to prove your undying love for me."

Bob's blood curdled, sobering him up in an instant.

"Sorry Lads, I have to go, the misses isn't happy, got to go, sorry."Bob apologized as he dashed from the bar, heading for the apartment, dreading the worst.

Sue and Anita were also terrified. Sue was clutching onto Anita's arm. Was this a dance step too far ? She had never been a gambler. What if he calls her bluff and goes for option A ? Does he love her enough to go for option B ?

They heard the front line door open, then shut in the ingress hall. Sue stifled a screeching of fear but also relieved that footfall one was over. He had chosen pick B, to come to her, but will he go that excess knot ? Or wo n't he ?

"Sue ?"Bob called. But they couldn't hear any steps further into the entryway hall. Then they heard the rustle of paper with Sue's command on, then a rustle of apparel and Bob's bag hitting the floor.

Bob's vocalisation rang out,"For make out's rice beer Sue, what the fuck ?"

Sue mouthed to Anita a belly laugh of fear, Anita silently mouthed the words,"Be brave, he loves you."Then put her fingerbreadth on Sue's mouth to further her to be quiet.

Then Bob's vocalisation again,"Sue, for crying out tatty, really ?"Again Sue looked to Anita, who repeated placing a finger on her lips.

They heard some more disturbance. Of clothes dropping onto the floor, then clothes sliding on and a oink of disgust, followed by foster mumbled moan and groans with Bob swearing under his breath in thwarting.

"Okay, done. Where are you ?"Bob asked after a spell, Anita still held her finger on Sue's lips.

Pad, pad, pad came the sound of Bob's metrical unit on the tile floor. A break as he stopped to tick off in the lounge. Then pad, pad, pad and his large frame appeared at the unresolved door to the bedroom.

The two girlfriend squealed in hideous laughter, hugging each early, upon seeing Bob, standing there incredulous.

There he stood in the shortest pair of aureate spandex hot pants ever. A twain that even kylie Minogue couldn't fit into. Bob's humanness like a trunk led across him, almost squashed monotonic inside the spandex. Above was a black T-shirt that was so cockeyed on him the stitching was almost tearing. The icing the puck on the cake was written across his pectus in diamantes, one-word 'BITCH'.

Finally, the two girls calmed down enough to speak, as their laughter subsided.

'' Rotate, turn around, '' Sue commanded to a red-faced angry Bob. Indignant in his ill-treatment, Bob rotated to show his hot pants riding high up the sally of his arse, but the word 'SLUT'was still legible.

Once again the two little girl squealed louder in their satisfaction. Bob's abuse was almost complete.

Bob stood there in the doorway, face glowing like a Beta vulgaris rubra, embarrassed at this revilement. His judgment was still racing with scourge, confused at why both Sue and Anita were led on the bed under the duvet ? Both ensured the duvet never dropped below their chins. ‘ What are they hiding ?'He thought. When he stepped forward to discover out as Sue piped up, wagging a finger at him.

"Ah Aaa, tut-tut, instruction, let us see if you followed them to the letter."

Bob Stopped in his caterpillar tread. The hold up part of the written instruction manual was that he was n't to approach the two until commanded.

Sue 's arm appeared from the side of the duvet and picked up a humble key fob from the bedside cupboard. Her hired man pointed it towards Bob and there was a click of a button.

A quiet buzz broke the room's silence and Bob jumped out of his skin. Once More the two girls screamed with laughter, keeping the duvet covering all but their faces.

"What the nooky, Sue ? Wasn't it bad enough that I had to jostle that up my arse ?"

The girlfriend settled down and after some spontaneous giggling fits Sue could mouth coherently. Once more there was a click and the buzzing stopped. poor people Bob's shaft of light was struggling to stretch the spandex further.

"Okay Bob, you've done enough, I do love you and it seems you still love me too. Don't blame Anita she didn't mean value to say anything, I caught her off safeguard. So I had better explain that I too have fallen for Anita's wonderful exotic charms. But I think we need terra firma rules ... and as it seems I am a day and a half behind the curve, I have the upper ground."

Bob looked befuddled and nonplussed, still wondering why the girls were hiding under the duvet. Anita and Sue looked at each other, smiled and nodded, then threw the eiderdown to one side of meat. The two women were both clad in matching red lace underwear and stockings.

Bob gasped and absorbed the view. Identical low cut bras, suspender smash and crotch-less knickers with red lace stockings. His eyes dodged between the matching duad of knickers. One duad exposing bare cutis with a small limp shaft peeking through, and the other pair displaying a shaven narrow hairline arrow pointing downwards. Sue's passion killing bush had gone. She looked delicious along-side Anita, the two contrasting in size but both complementing each other and raising his lecherousness.

Bob forgot his written didactics and threw himself onto the bed between these beauties, chuckling. As felicitous as a dog with two shaft. Wrapping the two women up in his subdivision, hugging them, and planting kisses on them both. The young lady both hugged and kissed him back and each other ... celebrating the successful termination of their plan.

Sue couldn't contain her fervor as she didn't want there to be any secrets between them."Bob, don't blame her for telling me, it's a retentive story, but she would have kept your secret. Anita is just wonderful, I sort of made her tell me, and she has shagged me rotten all good afternoon. She has agreed to stay with us tonight, but only if you are dainty ?"She beamed at Anita and Bob, kissing them both.

"So ground linguistic rule Bob. Before you get any pattern of satisfaction, you must first satisfy Anita. This will be your self-mortification. I choose positions and predilection of any mesh, and I get a selection of who I start with. Whether that will be Anita or you Bob ... I think that gives me rest home reward ?"Sue was grinning, being very pleased with her negotiating skills.

Bob shrugged in capitulation, smiled and said to Anita,"See, I told you she was lovely."

Sue then whispered something in Anita's ear, Anita acknowledged with a nod and a smile.

"On your binding Bob, head word over the edge of the bed. Now you can only match Anita."Sue instructed. She had a wicked smile on her face that worried Bob. Sue knew one affair that the old Bob would hate, but will he now ?

Bob had to rotate around, so his feet were facing the headboard and his head was just over the edge of the bed. So he was looking up at Anita, who looked upside down. Her limp sausage hanging over him, Bob guessed what could come next, but this new Bob was looking forward to it.

"Bob, suck Anita's lovely blimp, so she can look piece of tail you."Sue was triumphant, surely Bob would never correspond to this ?

Bob's hands reached out to Anita's pelvis and pulled her to him. She widened her foot stance to get down her minuscule ray of light down to him. As Anita's gimp member entered Bob's rim Sue squealed in pleasure,"suck her until she rewards you, Bob."

Sue could n't believe she was seeing her dike, testosterone pumping, husband sucking off the beautiful Anita. He was obviously doing a good job as Sue could see her cock rigidification, growing, and Anita smiling ecstatically back at her. Sue could feel her pubes ache and her own wetness grow. She had wanted Bob to have a challenge. Sue was now suspicious over what had exactly happened in those preceding mean solar day, as Bob did n't look as bothered by having Anita in his mouth as Sue had hoped ?

She sought and found the outback and pressed the push button. A dampen bombination came from the butt plug deep inside Bob. Bob 's hip rose in the air in shock, but his hands wrapped around behind Anita 's impudence, pulling her in even crocked. Sue could see his face cheeks concave inwards, he was sucking her alright.

She watched Bob 's manhood fighting the pixilated spandex, desperately trying to grow. Sue 's wetness and lust grew, watching the scene play out. Seeing Anita being pleasured was exciting Sue the most, as her paw drifted down to her own wetness of desire, sending shiver of excitement down her spine.

Bob felt a fingernail pull along the length of his pumping, throbbing encapsulated shaft. Anita, you lovely woman, he thought. He massaged her cheeks with his hands, sucking at her now nearly full-grown shaft. Then felt the spandex hot pants being tugged down. The bottom quid vibrating away was inside him was unbelievably excite ; he had never had that kind of thick excitement.

His hot bloomers were tugged down, past his hips and his big soldier burst gratis to stand up to aid. A mitt wrapped around it, but Anita's hands were holding his munition ? Sue ? Then a yoke of lips wrapped around his soldier's head. ‘ Sue ?'He thought, surprised by this new good turn of upshot.

Anita was leaning backwards to thrusting her shaft into Bob's rima oris. Bob, even with his eyes open, only had an inverted view of Anita looming tall over him, her pert breasts still trapped in her red lace bra. Bob being amazed and shocked, now realising that this was a new Sue, with her backtalk enveloping his soldier, moving up and down.

Now knowing this, Bob knew he could not end long, he just hoped that neither could Anita. Then Sue 's backtalk left his just soldier. He felt the bed move around his hip joint, then he realised Sue was straddling him. Her hand guided his soldier 's head. He felt her wetness, her warmth, then it all enveloped him and her weight sat onto his hips.

None of his workmates would believe he was having this expressive style of a III, every man 's pipe dream, but possibly not in this configuration. Even if he could birth picked a choice, it would feature still been with these two lovely women. He was a dog with two dicks.

Sue rocked back and Forth River on Bob 's tall soldier, with her lingerie rubbing against him, adding to the fleshly overload. He tasted Anita 's pre-cum, opening his eyes to bet up to see Sue 's hands-on Anita 's bra, squashing and teasing her. He saw them run together and kiss, not a peck but a passionate celebratory kiss.

He felt Anita pulse, thrusting into him as she came spurt after spurt into his mouth, forcing him to take back her reinforcement. Sue was now thrusting hard back and Forth, Bob felt Anita 's finger leave him and arrive between them, reaching to Sue 's clit and vigorously teasing Sue. Bob felt a surge from recondite within him and a wave of pleasure as he released himself into Sue.

Sue screamed as she spasmed under a barrage of pleasure and came, stifled by Anita kissing her,"Arrgh, Mmmmff, Sclurp."

The three remained locked together until Anita broke the spell by pulling away from Bob and helping Sue off him. Bob rolled over and swapped around to join the two women in an embrace.

'' You enjoyed that way too often, Bob. '' Sue scolded, but the smile and kiss gave away her delectation. Sue wedged in between Bob and Anita, whilst they smothered her in candy kiss. She felt she was the queen of the bed, feeling the two deflating wet shafts on her as they shared kiss.

They led together, lovesome and sweaty, then Bob's stomach growled."Are you missy'athirst ?"

"Famished,"Sue answered.

"I've worked up an appetite."Anita agreed.

Bob got up and headed for the cascade,"I'll have a warm shower, then how about we try the posh hotel up on the cliffs for dinner."

Bob returned from the exhibitor to find Sue and Anita curled up together under a sail, almost asleep.

"seed on sleepy capitulum,"Bob said, kissing Sue on the cheek. Anita got up and encouraged Sue up, then led her by her hired man across the bedroom to the shower.

"Oh ! girl Stephens."Sue laughed as she followed. Bob was puzzled but assumed that was Anita's surname.

Bob had waited in the lounge for years, stomach growling with a cup of tea in hand, watching some inane TV celluloid until finally, the two madam were ready. They looked lovely in their new purchases. They coaxed Bob out of his couch and three walked up the James Jerome Hill along the drop-off to a hotel with views over the ocean.

existence relatively early, they could get seats by the window to appreciate the view. They continued from where they left off at breakfast earlier that cockcrow. Their conversation covered everything, but nothing in finical. Sue told Bob all about the shopping trip with Anita. She went into deepness about the assistant flirting with Anita.

The changing way component part of the fib carried some esthetic licence, of how Sue advancing on Anita, jealous of the shopping assistant 's flirtatious tending. They applied a little more aesthetic permit to their rejoinder to Anita's flat and the sequence of Sue's good afternoon 's sexual geographic expedition. Avoiding any citation of Miss Stephens. The taradiddle stirring Bob's pubes, with Sue and Anita blushing in sequence.

They made architectural plan for the next day. Tides times had now crept forward to in the first place each day, so Bob and Anita were going to rise early on to channel-surf for a couple of 60 minutes. This would allow Sue a lie in, as a result, Sue wanted to choose the afternoon's natural action. She used to horse ride, and she had seen a local anaesthetic riding schoolhouse that did pony trekking. Sue went online and booked the three of them on for the 2 pm trek.

Anita was excited as she had never ridden a horse before. Bob 's opinion was that they were direful, irregular beasts that you ca n't contain. Sue won him over with the promise that the next day they could visit the castle up the coast or try the quad motorcycle trek another farm offered.

Anita was glad than she had been in any late relationships. Any possible wisecrack in Sue and Bob 's family relationship were mended. Their marriage saved, and all three had discovered new desires and learned to a greater extent about themselves. She wanted this holiday to live forever.

The hotel didn't rush their meals, so they had copious time between form to visit and drink. By the time they were ready to leave, the restaurant was busy, and the sun was going down. Bob paid, and they walked out into the sang-froid evening air. They walked the farseeing way back down the cliff to the harbour where they had a nightcap. Bob checked his tide times, and they popped to Anita's vacation apartment for her to pick up her bathing causa for tomorrow.

They walked through the throng of clubbers back to the apartment. Sue had a whispered Old World chat with Anita, to admit to Bob that they were exhausted and wanted an former night but no architectural plan for sex. Bob whilst disappointed was pleased for some recovery time too. Anita and Sue sat in bed reading or checking social metier on phones. Bob made them java and retired to the lounge to watch a Clint Eastwood spaghetti Western for the millionth time.

By the meter Bob was set up for bed, the bedroom ignitor was off. In the darkness, he could see Sue and Anita asleep spooning. Bob stripped and slipped under the covering fire, also in a coil situation, backing in until he felt Sue 's warmheartedness behind him.

In the night Bob stirred to come up Sue's arm around his hip and unusually her hand lightly resting on his limp manhood, whilst she was still sleeping. He didn't want to move and possibly rouse her, so dropped back off to sleep.

Later Sue and Anita also stirred, both rotating, swapping so now Sue spooned Anita. Neither was fully awake, but Sue's hired man drifted to Anita's crotch and her limp sausage. A fond glow ran through Anita as she felt the pinnace light jot and Sue's brim osculate her on her shoulder. She felt Sue's hand meander, playing with her. Whilst her other hired man, whose arm Anita's head rested on, stroked her naked chest. Sue was still half gone and acting out a brief illusion with missy Stephens.

Anita led there slowly, waking, mamilla erect, as her sausage continued to rise with Sue's easy jot. She was sore and empty after a day of pleasure, so she decided to repay and pleasure Sue instead. She slid around, rotating to look Sue, waking Sue a footling, and slid her leg between Sue's thighs.

"Shhhh Sue, it's ok, it's still early."She whispered, kissing her. Sue's drumhead now nestled on her arm and that hand's fingers stroked her berm and back, tracing spark melodic phrase across her with her finger. Her other helping hand teased her intimate thigh, Sue's legs spread a fiddling. She teased her bid shaven bonnet down towards a moist pleasure purse, her finger slipping in.

'' Mmmm Anita, '' Sue whispered, Anita, kissing her wind then her lips. She was warm and tasted of eternal sleep. Anita slid down whilst teasing her castle ingress with her digit. She sucked and piece Sue's nipples, kissed her abdomen. Planting kiss as she trailed to her bonnet where her tongue licked her trimmed track of hair. She teased her way down her route single-valued function hairline, guiding her clapper further down to Sue 's palace lips.

Sue was enjoying her betimes morning wake-up yell rolling onto her back and widened her legs to admit Anita to settle middle. Her tongue continued to tease her pleasure trigger, tasting Sue 's fresh wetness.

Bob stirred again as the predawn light defined the bedroom. He heard the moaning alongside him and opened an eye to see Anita 's promontory between Sue 's second joint. He lifted his head to watch Sue 's hand pathfinder Anita 's head and her other holding Anita 's helping hand to her knocker. Bob did n't take further encouragement for his shaft to ask for some satisfaction. Not wanting to raise up the cleaning woman, his hand stroking his gruelling shaft.

Bob saw Sue's heart closed while she focused on the pleasance being feasted upon her. Anita's eyes closed in focusing on her glossa'endeavours. Bob in his wildest dreams had never envisaged watching another woman pleasure his married woman, but here they were, with Sue softly moaning.

Anita opened her center to see Bob watching openmouthed and playing with his corpse shaft under the bedsheet. Not wanting him to perform solo, she walked her knees up the bed raising her bum impudence in the air, arching her back she waggled her bum invitingly to Bob.

Bob noticed the change in profile and the cheeky waggle of Anita's peachy rear. With her mouth hidden under Sue's hood, and nose resting above, he saw her raise her brow as a hint of an invitation. Slipping off the bed, he sought the nursing bottle of lube on the bedside cabinet.

Anita shivered as Bob kissed and licked around her fundament entranceway. He drizzled lube along her peach valley and slid a digit along and teased it into her winking star ringed flower. He slowly delved his finger in and out, adding a instant finger, both of them enjoying the anticipation of the pleasure to come.

Bob drizzled lubricating substance onto his stiff slam, setting the bottle to one side. Withdrawing his fingers, he slipped his spear into Anita, easing in, pulling back then easing deeper in. This was the first time he had entered her without a condom, and the contact was far more sensuous. Bob held Anita's rose hip as he slowly impregnated her, looking over her shining lubed peach cheeks to see her hair flowing over Sue's thighs. His eyes drifted upwards, to see Sue gripping Anita's manus to her plentiful breasts and her eyes closed in bliss.

Anita moaned with the pleasure of both giving and receiving,"Mmmm."

This broke Sue 's enchantment, opening her eyes to watch Anita licking her out. She was surprise to see Bob behind, obviously now inside her. Sue could feel Anita tensing with fervour and she felt her wetness step-up, knowing that once more she was part of an erotically coupled threesome. She had a grandstand horizon of what she now knew Bob and Anita had done that first day, and it excited her. Anita 's natural language inside her and hired hand on her bosom gave evidence that Anita was also enjoying being the filling in the sandwich.

Bob slid slowly in and out of Anita's smashed velvet burrow, the lube intensifying the experience as his naked shaft eased in and out. He caught Sue's eyes watching him, her gorgeous consistency laid out before him, tensing and arching. Whilst Anita played her like a human cat's-paw, blowing and sucking at her pussy whilst squeezing and tweaking her boobs with her hands.

Sue licked her sassing and mouthed to Bob,"I love you. fucking her, Bob, fuck her."She smiled, her mouth open, anticipating the edifice orgasm inside her. Anita was now sucking and licking furiously feeling Sue's body tensing knowing what was coming. Bob shocked at seeing Sue's approving and encouragement, increased his thrusts into Anita, Sue rewarding him by grinning as Anita doubled her crusade on her in unison.

Sue's body spasmed flooded by a moving ridge of orgasms and screamed,"Fuuuuuckkk Yeeessss,"As she thrust herself into Anita's side.

Bob saw the resulting orgasm of Anita 's glossa pleasuring his wife and then felt Anita 's orgasm as her velvet tunnel crushed onto his thrusting light beam. Knowing the two women were now enjoying the fruits of their bodies, he released his climax to flow out into Anita.

Bob remained locked into Anita as she squeezed the survive bead out of him. Anita relaxed her love tunnel's hold on Bob. Sliding up between Sue's thighs, leaving a trail of kisses to buss her passionately on her lips as Sue wrapped her legs around her. Bob 's deflating putz now released, flopped liberal. He could see his cum leaking from Anita and her leaking cum from her limp shaft. He leaned in and ran his tongue up her looker valley to rag her genius ringed flower, tasting himself. His bridge player held onto Anita 's shaft, gently milking the last of her succus free.

Anita and Sue rolled English on, pecking kiss, allowing Bob to slide up behind Anita to spoon her, whilst kissing her cervix and leaning across to buss Sue.

Anita had had radical sex before, but it was always more aggressive, pregnant with sexual power struggles. This had been different, more spontaneous and relaxed. Whilst she started this holiday in a break kinship, was this ‘ menage et trios'actually the solution to her desolation ?

Bob pulled the bedsheet over them and the three of them calmed and fell back asleep.

Bob's phone warning device woke him, so he & Anita rose other having a light breakfast. Jam and toast with a distich of cup of tea, they slipped out trying not to ignite Sue. Outside waiting was a nice chip, chilly summer morning, promising lovingness later. They went to the same surf schooling they had used before and sorted out their gear.

Today they had timed the tide perfective tense as it was on its way in, creating much prominent Wave than when they had their object lesson the other day. Emerging out onto the beach, Anita was full of trepidation. Bob felt braver having surfed the premature day in alike waves. Being early the beach was empty, occupied by a few dog walkers and joggers, but in the wave held to a greater extent surfers, taking advantage of the tide.

Whilst Bob was encouraging Anita out into the magnanimous wave, back in the apartment Sue was returning to bed. Feeling lonely, she had gotten up, having heard the two leave earliest. Dressed only in her bedtime loose-fitting tee shirt, she was now returning to bed with a cup of tea and her former amatory storybook loaded onto her speech sound, just some free download trash.

She still felt weary from so many orgasms the late day. She had never had or wanted so often sex. She could only matter the old occasions she had multiple orgasms on one hired man. Yesterday was revelatory in equivalence, feeling she had lived her own fantasize romance story. What more could a charwoman want ? She had finally achieved her childhood dream of the honey of a beautiful char and kept her beloved man.

She quietly tried to translate her 'Janet and St. John the Apostle'manner of girl meets boy romance, but felt it sanitized and just would n't do today. Her brain drifted back to the early 60 minutes of the morning. To be woken in such a way trumped any of her romantic novels. She replayed the premature day through, including her find of Anita and her own passion and desire. Her loins awoke and teased her with a desire to repeat the highlights. heart closed, her hands drifted down, between her thighs, to her inner self for a little 'Sue'time alone.

Normally, if she had been in that physical body of mind, this would have been enough. But now, after this awakening, the means for even neat gratification were available. She got up and rummaged through the detritus of the premature evenings love, finding what she wanted to try. She then hunted through their cast away shopping bags from the previous day finding an additional toy to sample.

Wrappers cast aside, and barrage fire inserted. She visited the lavatory and with some sanitising helping hand fluid cleaned her chosen toys, dried and covered them in lubricant. Stood in her baggy tee shirt she tried to insert the butt chew Bob had been humiliated by and her showtime few attempts at intromission had her in giggles. How on globe did Bob get this inside him ? When she was about to give up, she spread her legs by cocking her leg onto the toilet seat and it popped in, far further in than before.

It felt strange at first, with her standing in the bathroom. She could find it up inside her, thankful that it was only a small breeding plug, but it felt like a Soyuz space rocket. Heaven knows what a big one feels like ? She enjoyed walking with it inside her, at first walking bow-legged like a cowboy, until she felt cook to walk normally. All form of pyrotechnic were exploding and firing off inside her at each step, making her way back to the bed. Once led back down, she pulled the sheet over her as a security measures mantle and slipped both workforce down to her thighs. Closing her optic, she tried to swan back to Sue 's 'happy place ,'meeting fille Stephens on the way.

Sue's hands were soon augmenting her fantasy as they sought her erogenous zone. Holding her charged, freshly lubed, new bluish silicone toy, she traced her centre finger's breadth's intimate course down to her delight button. She teased herself using its soft length, passing it along her gentle lips, feeling the soft texture.

Her part with hand palmed her titty, teasing her fingernail over her glory, and tweaked her nipple to offset her pleasure. Her loins were now aching for more as her wetness broke through onto her toy. Her usual tingles of pleasance weren't enough. Dare she switch it on ? Her boob handwriting slid under the sheet to the blunt end of her toy, just one click, to take it to its lowest setting first. She held her intimation in expectancy, a low buzz and a easy vibration built up through her hands.

Sue first massaged her hood with her toy. As she acclimatising to this unfamiliar sensation, she ran her toy over the sharpness to greet her waiting wetness. She shivered with the fireworks that grew inside her as she slid the silicone polymer along her petal lips. Changing her hold on the toy, she inserted the rounded blunt end between her waiting petals and worked it along with her wetness, teasing her joy button first, then moving on to her inner entrance.

The vibrator slipped in well-heeled than Sue expected, its shaped brain sending vibrations through into her inside core. Her instincts thrust her hips up, highlighting the fundament nag filling her insides, causing Sue to fink. This was new, feeling her back up door full whilst she was knocking on the battlefront, but she liked it.

Her finger's breadth slid her toy deeper in. She reached to try the next notch on the book transposition but her nails slipped and she felt 3 notches accidentally dawn by, as a wave of fireworks replicating a supernova flowed over her. Feeling an climax build and wanting to experience both toy to the utmost, she hunted for the remote control on the bedside cabinet.

She worked her silicone toy further in, feeling far bigger than it looked. This was like lighting the aristocratic touch on paper on your big baby boomer firework, but being unable to stand back at a safe aloofness. With one hand on what felt like the infinite shuttlecock in her social movement door and the other on her remote for Soyuz at the back threshold. Sue stole herself a deep breathing place, closed her eyes and clicked the push on the behind wad remote.

She felt her interior pulse with pleasure before hearing any buzzing speech sound. She thrust her hips to clamp her inside muscles around the two invasive vibrating rockets. Wave after undulation of orgasm rushed over her as she engaged various brawniness groups inside her pelvis, sampling multiple pleasures of self-pleasuring with these toy dog.

Finally, in one vast spasm of orgasm, she screamed out loud, `` Fuuuuck."Yanking the shuttle out and casting it aside. She hunted frantically for the remote control, lost in the flat solid, as one in conclusion orgasm curled her into a blind drunk foetal locating. ` Click ’, the button brought stillness to the bed. Sue exhaled with relief. She had lost count of climax and was exhausted. Only now realising how loud she had been moaning now the elbow room was silent.

lying still for a while, she realised she needed the loo. Grabbing the shuttle, she rushed to the loo. Squatting over the crapper tail, she cautiously pulled the stub fire hydrant out and dropped it into the sink with its partner. Thankful that she hadn't messed herself, she sat and relieved herself. Sitting there she relaxed, exhausted but also in the satisfaction of enjoying the trivial bit of Sue time her toy dog had brought her.

Bob and Anita returned to the apartment later, glowing not just from the physical exertions of surfing, but also the exhilarating stale water supply and agitation. Anita was pulling her wheelie suitcase with her remaining effect from her holiday apartment, leaving it empty.

They found Sue dressed, infantry up on the couch, dozing in forepart of daytime TV. A cold cup of chocolate on the table and her phone still in her hand, slumped by her side. She had cleaned the apartment, leaving empty drawers and closet open for Anita to use. Bob jumped in the shower whilst Anita unpacked, leaving Sue to sleep.

To Be Continued *******