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A Fortunate Rescue Ch. 03 - Sam
 
If you have read the first two episodes you will be familiar with the story of Daniel, his wife Catherine and their two new friends and lovers Peter and Samantha. You will also remember the escape that they had from the thug loitering in the underground car park. This episode is Samantha's story of what happened next....
We get Up!
I awoke to find my husband, Peter, fondling the breasts of another woman, lying behind her and reaching round her voluptuous body. Her husband, Daniel, lay behind me, spooning me in our large bed. I could feel his semi-erect penis pushing between my ass cheeks and the thought of him exploring further made me tingle and instantly wet. I looked over at Peter and smiled. He had enjoyed Catherine last night but only after I had taken my pleasure with her.
Now he looked into my eyes as he rolled her hardening nipple between thumb and forefinger. I watched her stir, then smile and arch her back. Her eyes flickered open and met mine, first with confusion then with remembrance and finally with a yearning lust as she felt behind her to Peter's massive erection, one that I had so often enjoyed myself.
I nodded and slowly moved my free hand down to my crotch, slipping it into that familiar wet slit which hid my sex. I grinned and began to touch myself as my husband slipped his own hand between Cat's legs to mirror my action. She wriggled as he stroked her clitoris to firmness and my own clit responded to lightest touch of my finger, pushing itself out from the hood which normally enclosed it.
I could see her hand disappearing behind her and tugging on Peter's member. I knew from experience that my husband would not stand this approach for long before wanting to bury his shaft into something warm, wet and hot. He became more insistent in his probing and she responded by bending her knee and raising her leg so that he had better access. I watched mesmerised as first one finger and then a second plunged into her hole coming back out soaking wet and covered in a creamy juice.
He looked at me and offered these wet fingers to my lips. Without hesitation I took their sweetness into my mouth and sucked vigorously. The sound must have woken Daniel because I felt rather than saw his head bob up behind me to take in the view. My husband returned his fingers to Cat's grateful vagina and he began to pump her with his fingers, hard and fast while both of them watched Daniel's face.
And that face was a picture! In his awakening state Daniel first appeared puzzled, then his eyes widened frantically and then, just as suddenly, realisation hit him and his head swung round to meet my amused smile. I used my glistening lips to good effect, kissing Daniel deeply and slipping my tongue into his mouth and along his full lips. I wondered if he could taste traces of his wife's cum on my lips, I certainly felt something stir against my stomach. His hand grasped my head and drew me towards him, kissing me deeply and forcing his tongue deep into my mouth. I playfully bit it gently and this drove him to greater passion and he moaned hard into my mouth, the vibration setting my lips trembling.
He pushed the covers down from our bodies and reached down to slide his hand first past my puckered rosebud and then into my slit which was already drenched and hot with excitement. His fingers moved rapidly, teasing my clitoris and then plunging deep into my cunt. He and I watched as our activity was matched stride for stride by my husband and his wife. I smiled with pride at my husband's expertise and his ability to make another woman writhe with pleasure.
As I watched, Peter moved suddenly and I saw Cat grimace slightly and then smile widely. I guessed that Peter was plunging his thick cock into her and as I watched he began to move slowly backwards and forwards pushing into her from behind. The sight drove me to excitement and I frustratedly reached behind to find Daniel's long thick member and guide it towards my love hole. He needed little prompting and within seconds he was thrusting deeply into me, sliding past my g spot and pushing at the entrance to my cervix.
Both men clearly wanted immediate satisfaction and were not prepared to take it slow. The effect was to drive me and Catherine together in the bed and, as our husbands ploughed our slippery cunts, we found ourselves squashed breast to breast. I slipped my left hand into her crotch and started to tease her clit. I could feel my husband's stiff shaft sliding in and out of her as I flicked her nub awake. She took the hint and dropped her hand to my steaming snatch, sliding one finger into my cunt alongside her husband's cock. As the men moved towards their own completion she slipped a second finger into me stretching me wider than ever before.
I kissed her deeply, our tongues writhing and slipping over our lips. She could clearly wait no longer and began to gasp, her mouth opening in an 'O' of astonishment. I heard her cry out and her eyes disappeared into her head.
"Fuck me, please, escort izmir harder!" She screamed. "Yes, oh, fuck YES."
This seemed to stimulate her husband who immediately responded by ramming himself deeper into me, forcing our two drenched cunts into each other, trapping our fingers between our pubic bones. I knew my own climax was near and began to push my bottom back into Daniel's crotch to get every last length of him into me. My legs began to tremble and I realised I was about to lose control.
Sure enough, I felt my thighs drenched by hot liquid coursing over them as cum and a little of my piss soaked my legs and the bed beneath. I almost blacked out and I'm pretty certain that I began to cry at some point as Daniel shot ropes and ropes of cum into me, continuing to plunge his hot dagger into me. The effect of his dick and Cat's fingers meant that his cum began to squirt around the sides of his shaft and coat my inner thighs. The feeling was erotic beyond belief and I knew that I had never felt anything as arousing before.
When I came back to consciousness Peter was frantically banging Cat as his cum boiled up from his balls into his shaft and coated her cunt with white slippery man juice. Daniel had slumped behind me and I felt his softening cock slowly slipped from my tingling vagina to lie flaccid between my ass cheeks.
Peter growled as he came explosively. I love this about him! He has the ability to make any woman proud to have serviced him, to revel in her ability to evoke such passion.
I beckoned to Peter and he rose from the bed stretching like a big cat.
"You guys help yourself to the shower. Pete and I are going to get some coffee and cinnamon rolls on, for some reason I'm starving."
I grinned and led Peter by the hand into the kitchen. As I walked I felt more cum dripping from my satiated cunt and dribbling down my leg. I needed a shower too but that could wait. I also needed to talk to my husband about what had just happened.
"So... her, Catherine... How was that?" I asked mischievously.
"Mmm... She was so... so different from you. Honey it was fantastic but, you know, it wasn't you."
I fixed coffees. "Are you okay about..." My voice trailed off.
"About you fucking another man, do you mean?" His face was expressionless.
"I suppose that's what I'm asking. I've never been unfaithful to you and this isn't like that. We got taken by surprise when Cat started flirting the other day and it's all sort of snowballed since then. You know I love you and this is really just sex, just entertainment. You do understand..." I looked questioning at my handsome hunk.
His face broke into a wide smile. "That's exactly as I see it. This is fun, nothing more. Let's not smother it with issues, just enjoy it while it lasts.!
Within a short while Daniel and Cat walked into the kitchen, dressed, smiling and holding hands. I suspected that they had had a similar discussion. I excused myself and ran to the shower before my legs stuck together permanently.
I had a lunch date today so after a steaming shower and some repair work I dressed in a short grey cocktail dress and wandered back into the kitchen. Daniel was talking animatedly to Peter about something to do with cars and Cat was overdosing on the coffee, the jug was already almost empty.
She waved as I entered. "Hey, Samantha. I'm afraid I've just eaten the last of those rolls. They were delicious!"
"Great. I'll have to get some more made." I grinned but inwardly I cursed. I was starving and lunch was still a while away.
"I need to go out shortly, guys. What are your plans for the day?" I asked.
"I've got to go to work." grimaced Cat. "Client want's a special report preparing by tomorrow. I'll walk out with you."
"We're going to have a day in." said Daniel. "Peter has some designs of the new Mercedes that he wants me to drool over and I want his advice on something I'm thinking of setting up."
"Really?" asked Cat. "You want to tell me more?" She turned back with a smile. "Not now darling, later. Peter has asked us to stay for dinner"
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Lunch but who is on the menu?
I knew my lunch with Astrid was booked for noon and realised our sexy awakening was going to make me late so Cat and I dashed down to the garage beneath our flats. Cat's car was across from the entrance and she climbed in and sped away. I located where Peter had left our car. I was puzzled to see that the lights in that section were all out but in the gloom I could easily see Peter's silver Mercedes with the distinctive black soft top of the AMG styled SL model. I love that car and have offered Peter everything if he would let me keep it.
The engine roared as it burst into life and then purred sensuously as I spun the wheel to drive it up the ramp and into the street. The lunch venue was about 20 miles away at a quiet 'country inn' and it seemed only a few moments before I was driving izmir escort bayan up he short approach drive, the top down and the sun dappling the bonnet and the breeze softly fluttering my black hair.
I've known Astrid for around three years, meeting her as a client and immediately forming a close bond with her. I shared everything with her, including Peter who adores blondes, and I was eager to share my recent experience with her and tell her about Daniel and his tasty wife. The problem is.... Astrid is something of an exhibitionist and she seems to take an intense delight is embarrassing me in the most public way. Meetings with her are always fraught with apprehension- like the time we went for dinner in a quiet restaurant just after we had concluded a big deal. Without warning she stripped and fucked the waiter in front of me on the table at which we had just been eating. She seemed disappointed that I wouldn't ride him too and I fled upstairs to the-powder room in embarrassment and not a little horny lust.
On this occasion Astrid met me at the door. Her slim figure was encased in a burgundy sheath dress which hugged her figure tightly. I noticed the side was slit almost up to her tummy, only held together by a gold chain at hip level. I realised that she could not possibly be wearing anything else, either bra or panties because as she moved towards me I could clearly glimpse the soft bush of pubic hair that she carefully and proudly maintained. She greeted me with a kiss. Not the chaste air kiss that I expected from one girl friend to another but a deep lingering lip-squirming tongue-swirling passionate invitation that left my head reeling and my cunny trembling with desire. What the fuck was going on here?
Astrid linked arms with me and marched triumphantly into the restaurant, hips swaying and a big beaming smile on her face. The diners, at least every man there, had followed her walk to the door and had been therefore unable to miss that kiss. It was certain that the eyes of every person in the room followed us to the corner table where a charmingly young Italian waiter stood ready for us to be seated.
As I sad demurely on the chair he presented to me I distinctly felt his hand brush against my naked shoulder. The touch was fleeting but enough to evoke a shudder at his touch and a warmth deeper in my body. What was going on?
Astrid winked at me. "So what would you like to eat, Sam." She said glancing warmly at the waiter as he spread a spotless white linen napkin over her thighs. Hell, she was almost licking her lips at the man.
"I'm not sure, perhaps a salad with some chicken?" I answered.
She smiled and ordered the same for herself together with a cold bottle of Pino Gris. When the waiter had gone Astrid leaned conspiratorially towards me and lowered her voice. "I need some advice honey. Some girl to girl honesty."
I nodded, intrigued.
"Louis sat me down this morning and said that he wanted more, that our marriage was getting stale and that if I wanted to keep him from leaving I had to come up with something pretty special." She grimaced. "I know I'm a bit wild and like to show off my body in public but we've hit a rut and I don't know what to do about it. Sam, darling, you always know how to fix things like this. Trouble is, I'm as horny a hell at the moment and I can't think straight."
I put my hand over hers on the clean white linen tablecloth and wondered if I should tell her about our discovery of Cat and Daniel. I didn't know Louis that well and wasn't sure if swinging was his thing. I guessed Astrid would be up for anything the state she was in.
Just then we were interrupted by the waiter and our food so conversation died away as we tucked into the tasty salad and the deliciously chilled wine. Soon our plates were empty and the bottle too. I decided I would tell Astrid about our new friends and I began by explaining how we had met them.
Astrid's eyes opened wide as I told her how my husband has virtually been seduced by Daniel's wife and how they had both woken me with their delicious dicks. I could feel myself getting wetter and my breathing heavier as I recounted our return match in our apartment this morning.
"Wow!" Astrid exclaimed. "Sam, I'm amazed!" she grinned. "Oh, I'm so jealous. Just the thought of Peter's dick is making me so hot."
I realised that Astrid wasn't going to be put off by the thought of swinging with Peter and me or, even more interesting, a possible six-way. As I thought about this I felt something sliding up the inside of my leg and instantly realised that ir was Astrid's bare foot. Without thinking I widened my legs, hidden by the full tablecloth, and allowed her foot to slip further until it was nestling in my dampened crotch on my wet panties.
We went quiet for a moment savouring the sensation and I raised my own foot to meet Astrid's crotch. To my surprise I found that she wasn't wearing anything down there and my big toe slipped easily onto her engorged izmir escortlar clit. I wished for a moment that I'd not put any panties on either. I could feel that familiar itch sending waves of pleasure up the core of my body and making my face flush.
Astrid was wriggling on the seat as if to coax my toes into teasing her clit. Then she suddenly dropped her foot to the floor and closed her legs, trapping my own foot onto her sex.
"Let's take this outside, honey. I need you now!"
She beckoned to the waiter and thrust a credit card into his hand. Within moments we were hurrying through the entrance and into the car park where her subtly coloured pink Range Rover was standing. We both dived into the front and she took off at speed along a narrow road which led to a coppice of trees and a quietly empty patch of grass. All the while I slipped my fingers into her hot sex and massaged her pussy lips with my thumb making driving just that little bit more dangerous.
We stopped on the grass and piled out of the car. She pushed me against the side of the vehicle and began kissing me furiously, licking my lips, my shoulder and the tops of my breasts. I responded, using my tongue to play with hers and swapping our saliva as our mouths grew greedier. While one of her hands caressed my breasts she reached behind her with the other and deftly drew down the zip of her sheath dress allowing it to fall to her feet. She was now completely naked and open for the world to see her magnificent body.
I was less comfortable about being naked in public so I led her to the back doors of her spacious wagon and laid her on the cream leather bench seat. She raised one leg and hooked it over the driver's headrest, beckoning me forward to her bare and glistening pussy. Despite my discomfort at being in this situation my pussy was itching fit to bust. As I knelt before this blonde goddess the feeling was so strong that I clenched my thighs together involuntary. I leaned forward and the sweet smell of her sex drew me downwards.
She didn't deserve for me to surrender without a fight. Astrid had virtually dragged me here, teasing me with her toes and talking dirty to me - she knew how I loved that! I knew she wanted my tongue but it wasn't going to work out that way! I was determined to play rough - to teach her a lesson. I thrust two fingers deep into her and was rewarded by a moan of pleasure. I rotated my fingers until I felt the spongy bundle of nerve fibres we call the 'G' spot beneath my fingertips then I went to work.
I began frigging her at warp speed, my hand plunging into her soaking pussy and then pulling almost out again and again. Astrid writhed beneath my touch uttering little yelps and cries as if she might be in pain -- but I knew she wasn't. She arched her back, her climax imminent and I pulled my fingers out of her dripping snatch. Her moan this time was of pure frustration but I wasn't finished yet. My thumb pressed onto her clitoris, that swollen little nub which protruded from her inner lips.
She screamed.
'Fuck me, fuck me hard with your fingers. Please make me cum. God you are so good at this, so evil!'
I grinned and plunged my fingers back into her, adding a third and using my forefinger to massage her rosebud asshole. I sank my finger into her pulsing anus to the second joint and then left it there, gripped tightly by the contractions of her orgasm. My second and third fingers began to rapidly tap on her G spot and the effect was gratifying. She lifted her ass off the leather seat and screamed as the sensation travelled up her body and exploded in her brain.
I continued to massage her pussy as her orgasm subsided and her trembling legs returned slowly to the seat which was now covered with slippery woman juices. I will be honest, the whole thing made me incredibly horny, but for a cock deep in me not her hands or mouth. I decided to put this exercise to bed and pushed her legs into the car then climbed into the driver's seat. Within minutes we were back at the parking lot of the restaurant although Astrid hadn't yet recovered and lay trembling across the back seat. I opened the back door and leaned over, planting a kiss on her forehead. I was rewarded with a faint moan and an even fainter smile.
Soon I was back in Peter's car and heading back to the apartment, Peter, Daniel and Cat. My pussy was itching and tingling with an intensity that only a couple of stiff cocks could satisfy. Now, please now!
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Another fortunate rescue
Getting back to the garage didn't seem as long as earlier. Perhaps the traffic was lighter, perhaps I was just distracted, I just don't know. But the miles flashed by and it seemed only moments before I was carefully manoeuvring Peter's pride and joy into the narrow parking space on Level B. As I got out, I made a hasty check of the driver's seat in case my soaking panties had left a mark. Thankfully there was no sign of my arousal. I locked the car and turned to head for the stairs when I heard a piercing scream from the level below. I ducked down below the barrier separating the levels and could just see the outline of a body lying on the floor on the level below.


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