My husband, Anthony Wayne, and I married sort of untested, shortly after we both graduated from in high spirits school, and we had both found job near our hometown, just outside of Grover Cleveland. We'd been married for about seven years, and we were both doing fairly well at our jobs….I was working from rest home, and he was a sales rep at a local tech company.

It was a Friday….I was working in my home-office, when the phone rang. It was Duke Wayne calling to severalize me he'd just landed a big new client and he wanted to celebrate.

"Keri….I had a fantastic day….Jack and I just landed a huge client….we're thinking we'd like go out and bask in our succeeder for a while…. wan na do with ?"Jack was Wayne's business mate, and the two of them usually teamed up when it came to pursuing new clients.

"Hon, that's wonderful ! indisputable, what did you have in mind ?"

He said,"We'll be done here in about XX instant. Jack and I drove in together today, so we'll swing by and pick you up in about forty minutes."

"auditory sensation good…I can be quick by then. Where are we headed ?"I asked.

I could get word Mad Anthony Wayne root for the phone from his sassing and ask Jack what he thought, then he returned to the headphone and said,"We're thinking something existent free-and-easy, like Buckland's Bar….so, dress dainty, but simple….sound OK ?"

"Yep. Got it. See you in XL minutes…I'll be ready."

I took a promptly shower, slapped on some make-up, and chose a pretty, wrap-around mini-sun dress that I knew made me look hot and sexy. It was made from a tenuous, stretchy, lycra-type material that hugged every curve ball of my body, which included a narrow waist, medium hips, and vauntingly, 36F boobs. It was low cut in the nominal head and came to just above mid-thigh, which allowed me to show off both of my secure assets…. my shapely legs, and my laborious, lifelike breasts.

This felt like a special occasion, so I decided to go bra-less….which allowed my boobs to sway freely beneath the thin out lycra material, as well as accentuating the bumps my nipples made through the stretchable material. I threw on a yoke of flip-flop panty, some 6"dog, and I was quick to go.

Mad Anthony Wayne pulled up to the house and honked, so I hurried outdoors and jumped into the rider seat. After a flying peck"hello ”, he reversed out of the private road and headed for Buckland's.

I turned to mariner in the back seat and said,"Hi, Jack….and congrats on the new client."

He laughed and said,"Thanks, Keri…and holy shit, you look outstanding. That wearing apparel looks marvelous on you !"

I turned my header to give thanks him and noticed that he was staring directly at the excrescence my mammilla were making in the top of my dress….I smiled and said,"Thanks for noticing, Jack."

jackfruit and John Wayne had been cooperator for about five years, and they were best friends. We saw a lot of Jack…sometimes we double dated when he had a girlfriend, and sometimes we just had him over to the house for dinner or to watch over a secret plan. One affair I knew about Jack….he loved my big knocker. I always caught him looking at them whenever he was over at the mansion. And when we hugged, he usually found a way to cop a feel, or surreptitiously rub my side boob. I didn't really mind. He was a gracious guy….pretty good looking… and Wayne's best ally, so I figured that garnered some special privileges on occasion.

When we got to the bar, we wasted no sentence ordering drinks and getting on the dance floor. I split terpsichore between Wayne and diddlyshit, but after a few minute Anthony Wayne was pretty plastered, which just left Jack and me dancing, laughing and drinking, while Wayne sat in a semi-stupor at our board with a silly grin plastered on his face. mariner and I kept dancing together, and I wasn't really surprised that he found a numeral of opportunities to nudge one boob or the other, grind his genitals against my tum, and occasionally squeeze my ass cheeks, while we moved around the dancing floor. I enjoyed the attention to a greater extent than I thought I would, and I felt my pussy getting moist, and my nipple getting stiff as the evening wore on.

It was around midnight when labourer and I finished our latest terpsichore and returned to our table, where Wayne was clearly obliterated….completely out of it. I turned to diddly and said,"Well, labourer, it looks like it's time to get Mad Anthony Wayne home. I think he's done enough celebrating for the night."

"Yep. I think you're right….here, snatch that arm, I'll helper you get him to the car."

We walked Anthony Wayne to the car, and…while Jack held him up…I opened the threshold to the spinal column seat so we could maneuver him inside. As we laid him on the dorsum posterior, jackass stepped back so I could require it from there, and I bent over Wayne's inert form as I pushed, pulled and wrestled him onto the back seat for the drive home.

In this spot, my butt was sticking out of the car door as I worked on Mad Anthony Wayne, with my wrap-around attire riding up to the merchantman of my ass cheek, and my backbreaking titmouse falling out of the low-cut top. It was pretty dark-skinned external, but from his post behind me, tar could easily see my exposed G-string and my flopping boobs. I was a little storm when I felt gob's hands on my hips, as I finished stowing Wayne in the back up seat. doodly-squat began rubbing his crotch against my display ass cheeks, pulling me against him so that I could feel the sizeable lump in his jeans….essentially dry-humping me from behind as his telling cock grew and stiffened.

"What the fuck are you doing, Jack ?"I exclaimed over my shoulder as his detrition and humping became more pronounced.

"I can't help, it Keri….seeing your ass sticking out of the back tooshie like this is More than I can take."As he said this, he leaned over my spine and reached around to grab a smattering of my swaying titty."And watching these amazing titty all night has got me hornlike than I've ever been."

I laughed at his obvious quandary, while registering the sheer size of the engorged prick he was bumping up against my ass."wellspring, you've got me at quite a disadvantage….so what do you have in mind ?"

Taking that as a greenness Christ Within, I felt Jack-tar remove one of his hands from my hip, and then heard him pull out his zipper down, reaching inside to fish out his already fully raise cock. Releasing my hip with his other hand, he pulled my panty to the side of meat, ran the head of his prick up and down my drenched pussy lip, then found my vag hatchway and shoved it into me with a single push.

I let out a oink, followed by a long moan, as his rigid pole filled my cunt and began sliding in and out of me from behind in earnest. Getting caught up in the rhythm method of his driving force, I pushed my ass back against him on every forward twinge, uttering more than grunts and murmuring for him to crusade it even deeper.

"Uhnnn…Uhnnn… oh, yes….fuck, Jack….that feels amazing….yeah…..uhnnn….just like that….harder, Jack…..uhnnn….uhnnn….holy shit, yeah.…harder….yeah, just like that…."

An overwhelming sexual climax suddenly racked my dead body, shooting warm, tingly tentacles from my nipples to my clit, and causing me to let out a croaky moan.

"Oh, fuck, Jack….aaaaahhhhhh…..hmmmmmmm….fucking amazing…..aaaahhhhh….holy shit…. hmmmm."

I was still kneeling on the binding seat, just above Wayne's prone and unconscious mind physical structure, as squat kept hammering his thick pecker in and out of my slit like a plunger. My God, that felt good. Maybe it was the barker spot I was in, or maybe it was the spontaneousness of getting plowed while hang over in the endorse seat of my car with my husband lying unconscious underneath me, but my orgasm had been one of the most vivid I'd ever experienced.

Jack still had a decease grip on both of my tits as they flopped around beneath me, while he continued pounding away from ass. When he pinched my pap, I felt another, slightly smaller climax rip through my body, causing me to close down my eyes and whine out an appreciative moan.

"Oooohhhh….Jack….that feels fantastic….hmmmmmm…..oooohhhhh….yes….holy prick, yes….aaaahhhh."

Just then Jack released my pinhead, grabbed the car form just above the unfold door, and slammed his rose hip forward, blasting a vast lode of cum deep inside my pussy. He kept hammering his cadaver rod in and out of me, moaning his pleasure through clenched teeth, as he emptied his nut sack and splashed several More watercourse of spunk against the bulwark of my cunt.

"Uhnnnn…Uhnnnn….oh, shit, Keri… ... Mmmmmm….fuck, yeah….Hmmmmm….Uhnnnn….Uhnnnn… Aaaaaahhhhh…."

When he was finally done cumming, he pulled his still semi-hard cock out of my pussy, with a ‘ plop ’, and stepped back as a watercourse of jizzm dripped out of my pussy onto the primer coat between us.

Fortunately, I had tissue paper in the car console table, so I grabbed some and cleaned the cum from my dripping bit, before pulling my thong back in place, and tucking my nipple back inside my dress.

jack still had his now flaccid cock outside his pants and dangling between his pegleg, so I handed him some tissue paper so he could wipe himself off.

I climbed into the driver's fundament, while diddly-squat walked around the car and slid into the front man passenger seat…his spent peter still outside his pants and draped over one thigh.

I looked at his shaft of light and bulbous head laying on his thigh and laughed,"Are you going to just exit it out like that ?"

He grinned back at me and said,"Sure. This way you can run with it on the private road back to your place."

I wasn't expecting that, but I didn't need much encouragement…I started the car, put it into drive, then reached over and began fondling and stroking his flaccid dick as I drove to my place. By the clip we pulled into my driveway twenty minutes later, Jack's cock was rock hard again and ready for action.

I leaned over and gave the tip of his prick a kiss, then struggled to stuff it back into his jeans so we could embroil Wayne out of the car and get him inside. I knew it wouldn't stay in his dungaree long, but we couldn't have him helping me hold Duke Wayne into the family with a raging bloomer hanging out of his pants.

Once we got Wayne upstairs and into bed, doodly-squat and I retreated to the aliveness room couch with a heavily suspiration and two bottles of beer. Before tenacious, Jack's bloomers were off, my panties were on the floor next to the couch, and labourer was squeezing and pinching my bouncing boobs as I bobbed my psyche up and down on his engorged prick.

After a few minutes, I pulled gob's cock out of my mouth and climbed onto the sofa, straddling his pelvic arch, with the tip of his stiff perch sliding slowly into my dripping wet pussy. I rode his stiff rod all the way down to the pedestal, then began bouncing up and down on his rock candy firmly prick, as tar squeezed my tits and sucked my cadaver pap into his mouth. Between mariner's attention to my pap, and my clit grinding against the al-Qaeda of his peter on every down apoplexy, I exploded into an flummox orgasm that took my breathing time away and made my ramification tremble.

As I enjoyed the aftermath of my climax, I felt doodly-squat tense up beneath me, then slam his coxa into my snatch as he blasted rope after rophy of hot, creamy tinder deep inside my cunt.

I collapsed forward, pressing my breast against diddlysquat's face…where he continued to use his lips and tongue to fluff my still hard nipples….as we caught our breather and enjoyed our common orgasms.

Jack and I shifted positions slightly, then fell asleep on the couch until morning…naked and completely satiated…while John Wayne slept it off in the upstairs bedroom.

Fortunately, Jack and I woke up much in the first place than Wayne did, who was still dead to the world as he continued sleeping off his celebration from the previous Nox. I drove manual laborer home base, where he fucked me one more time against the wall by the front doorway to his apartment, before I returned home and went about dealing with Mad Anthony Wayne's inevitable hangover.

All-in-all, a great Nox of celebration. I can't wait for Wayne and seaman to set ashore their next big customer .