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 I woke up this morning with my tongue inside you.  I could feel your warmth
and tangy wetness on my lips and tongue.I reached down and realized that I
was painfully hard.  You were nowhere to be found.  Had I been dreaming
about you?  It was all a little fuzzy now, but I could still taste you, and
now image after image came pouring into my head.  I closed my eyes, reached
under the warm pocket of covers and took myself in hand.  This is what I
saw...

   There we were, the two of us standing in a room alone together.  There
was a large couch against one wall and a tall plate glass window on the
other.  We had found our way to The Lusty again and had both decided to
give the private booth a try.  Maybe it would be the same girl as before,
the one that I stared at while you held my cock in your mouth, the same one
who almost saw me come there, inside you, holding you with gentle firmness
between my two hands.

   When we got to The Lusty, there she was, her picture on the
wall...Private Pleasures from 8-10pm.  9:05, just in time.  We walked up to
the booth and saw here sitting there.  Bored, waiting, not a person in
sight.  We both looked at each other, grinned, and silently agreed that we
wanted this.  Together we could do anything.  We walked up to the booth
window, stopped, smiled and waved.  She could tell we were excited to see
her, not just anyone, but her.  For a second she smiled, pausing while
thinking, and then grinned even bigger.  She remembered us from the last
time.  She waved us through the door and closed her curtain.

   Now we were all alone, slightly nervous, but too excited to care.  We
sat down on the couch, which we realized has just had a new sheet thrown
over it.  Very considerate.  The window too had been immaculately cleaned,
much to our relief.  Now we stood there staring at our dancer and wondering
what would happen first, what would we say?  Would she say anything first?
Again, to our relief, she spoke first.  "I remember you two from a few
weeks ago, not that I could forget.  You two we were the hottest couple I
had in weeks.  I had to take a small break later myself." We stood there in
mild shock at what she had just said.  I could feel you tremble ever so
slightly next to me when the thought raced through your mind of her
touching her self and thinking of you.  I held your waist tighter to me. 
"I wish you two had stuck around for the final act, you left right before
he came.  Why was that?  I'd like to have seen it." Now you felt me go weak
a little at this confession.  "Well, we were too much into each other at
the time to break away and drop quaters into the booth.  Karen had all my
attention at that moment." Now she smiled.  "I can tell, you're definitely
into each other."

   Now she turned on toe and walked over to the small love seat on her side
of the window.  She sat cross legged with her arms to her sides, and
grinned up at both of us, clearly enjoying what was about to happen.  "What
would you two like tonight?  We'll have to discuss it, negotiate a little
bit, settle on a price.  But don't worry about it too much, I want a little
more time with you two.  It'll be reasonable." You look over at me and give
me a look, one that says that you're curious about what I've been thinking.
I put my hand on your thigh and lean over to give you a warm kiss on the
lips, full and wet.  I turn back around and say, "Actually, I've been
wanting to reciprocate for last time.  Karen did most of the pleasing then,
now I'd like to trade places and let her be on the receiving end." Now she
reached up and undid her top and tossed it delicately to the side, "What
did you have in mind?" Her nipples were hard and protruding, suggesting
more than they appeared too.  I turned to you , "I want to have you in my
mouth this time while you get to look, I want you to come when she comes."
You look back at me with an incredible look of lust and submission.  You're
telling me that I can do what I please.  And all I want to do is please.

   I stand up and with your hand in mine lift you to my side.  We approach
the glass and stand there side by side.  We both notice now that her hand
has slipped down inside her panties, just barely touching herself.  I look
at her and say, "This is what I had in mind...I would like for you to stand
here, against the window while I go down on my wife.  She'll be standing
here facing you as well.  I want her to see you like I saw you last time,
but even more so now." Looking from one to the other of us, "And what would
you like me to do other than stand here?".  "I want you to touch yourself
as well, I want karen to see you come when she does." Not terribly shocked,
"Well, I'd be touching myself any ways.  but I come when I want to, I won't
guarantee it." "Fair enough", I say with a smile.  "So should we discuss
money now?" I say with some awkwardness.  "Why don't we wait till we're
finished and see what we think is fair?  I'm not worried about you two
skipping out." We all smile and nod in agreement.

   Our dancer walks away from us back to her seat for a second and finds
her top.  She puts it back on and walks over to her table.  there are a
wide array of lubes and dildos.  She pulls a few condoms from a drawer and
lays them next to the lube.  She can see us touching each other, see me
slowly taking your coat off, your boots, your sweater.  She tells us that
we should pick two of these dildos for her to use.  "I don't normally let
other people decide that, but I'm curious which ones you'll pick.  The way
your husband and you looked at them when you came in makes me think you
have an opinion." We both laugh.  You look at the table and then at her, "I
think that curved red on looks fun.  And well, i'm dying to see that large
black one inside you.  I'd love to see your face when you try that one."
Now she's grinning.  "Funny that you'd pick my two favorites."

   By now I've managed to strip you of your jeans and socks.  I decided
that even though its suprisingly warm in the room you should keep your top
on for now.  Just that and your panties.  Tonight they match, a tight,
bright white T-shirt and my favorite white cottons.  As I'm doing this you
see her preparing her dildos, putting condoms on both.  But no lube yet. 
She brings both over to the window where we're standing and sets them and
the lube next to her.  She has different beginnings in mind.

   Now we stand back to front against the window.  Your breasts are pushed
slightly against it, your back arched.  My hands are around your stomach
and feeling their way over your body.  I put my lips behind your ear and
breath softly into your skin, whispering how much I love you.  I can just
barely hear, "I know." Our dancer can see the expression on your face
change when I say this, but can't hear what we are saying.  She knows this
is when she begins.

   She steps up to the window and mirrors you.  Your faces are inches
apart, your bodies even less.  Your breasts and hers are touching through
the thin glass, so thin you can feel her body warmth through it.  This
causes you to shudder slightly.  While you are staring at her move her
hands across her body, feeling the hardness of her nipples, the fine hair
on her stomach, the soft curly hair around her pelvis...you feel my hands
mimicking hers.  But you also feel my warm breath on your skin and the soft
feel of my tongue licking at your small, soft curves.

   I kneel down behind you with my face just in front of your ass.  I can
smell your wetness even before I've tasted it.  I am anxious and hard and I
want so desperately to be inside you, but I wait.  I pull your cotton
panties down just a little to where they rest under the cheeks of your ass.
I put one hand on each cheek and spread them gently, nuzzling my nose there
to smell you fully.  I slide my warm hands down your ass and across the
backs of your thighs.  I slowly cup my hands between them and part your
legs for my convenience and for our dancer's view.

   Our dancer slides down now to get a better look at your monds, the curly
soft brown hair, the glistening lips, your now swollen clit.  Her hands
have not left their place at her own lips and now they move with even more
energy.  as she slides back up she touches one breast to the window against
your pussy and trails it up, pulling away as she passes your pelvis.  When
her face is in front of yours she pulls up two of her fingers slick with
her own wetness and presses them against the glass in front of your lips.
She leave a sticky spot that she licks clean with her soft pink tongue.

   When you see this a shudder streaks down your body from the back of your
neck to your cunt.  Your weight sinks down slightly and you find that
you've just impaled yourself on my waiting and anxious tongue.  a pleading
moan escapes you and you begin to grind your ass into my face, trying
desperately to work my tongue up farther into you.  I lick slowly and
deliberately, spreading your wetness around in my mouth, over my lips, down
my chin.

   Your back is arched now and your ass is poised beautifully in front of
me.  my tongue continues to work its way inside you, shallow and deep with
the tip of my tongue occasionally finding its way to flick your clit with a
firm lingering stroke.  I am covered in your wetness now and I am sending
thrills up through your body.

   Our dancer is as almost turned on as you are and without us noticing has
found her first dildo.  It is red and curved and thick, shaped like a
perfect cock.  Its not as thick as "Randy", but could easily be his little
brother.  The lube bottle lays knocked over on the floor and you can see
some of it on her fist as she begins working it up inside herself.  She
doesn't take her time, only long enough to avoid any pain.  She is
obviously horny and incredibly turned on by you.  With her chest against
the window supporting her weight, her face inches from yours, her hand and
dildo probing her obscenely, she looks directly at you, "i've been hoping
you would come back, I've had your face in my head since you were here last
time.  I've had several moments to myself just thinking about you.  I
remember the way your face looked when you were pressed up again the booth
last time, the way your eyes looked at me, wanting me.  The way your mouth
parted slightly with your lips wet and flushed red.  I wanted them around
each of my nipples...and I know you wanted them other places.  And the way
your mouth looked stretched around his cock.  I haven't forgotten that."

   By now she had worked her dildo way inside her self and was fucking
herself slowly and deliberately.  Her wetness covered her hands now.  Your
eyes dart all over her body, never know exactly where they should rest, all
of it was so good.  It was causing you to fuck my mouth even more wildly.
You close your eyes briefly to just feel the sensations that I'm causing,
to feel all the places where my skin is contacting yours.  When you open
your eyes again you see that our dancer has begun to turn around, slipping
the dildo from her wet cunt.  She crouches down and picks up the larger
black dildo.  She ignores the lube, know that it would be excessive at this
point.  Still crouching with her back to you, she begins to work the new,
much, much larger dildo up inside her.  You can hear her moan as she inches
its length inside.  Now she stands up, bending at the waist, pressing the
dildo against the glass.  She is using the leverage to fuck herself, still
working the massive cock up inside her.  Without notice you turn and pull
me around so that I am sitting on the floor with my back to the glass.  Her
ass poised just above me.  This gives you the much needed leverage you need
to help me get you off.  Now you have your hand on the back of my head
grinding my face into your crotch.  All you can see is my face buried into
your pelvis and her lips slowly spreading to accommodate the girth and
length of the black cock.  Bent over at the waist, with her hands against
the love seat for support, she impales herself on its length, letting out a
half scream half moan as she does.  You shudder and pull my face even close
as you fuck me.

   Our dancer is now filled with her cock.  You see her sweet, tender lips
opening and stretching every time she thrusts down on the cock, fucking it
desperately now.  You can tell that she is as close to her own orgasm as
you are to yours.  Its then that you know it, she's going to come...and her
coming is going to send you over the edge.  You strain to gather your voice
and tell her to please turn around.  She slows down slightly as she cranes
her head around to see you.  You lock gazes with her, "I want to SEE you
come, I want to see you spread over that couch with you fucking that huge
cock." Slowly she stops her grinding and straightens herself up, slipping
the dildo out.  You can see the expression on her face change just as the
head slips out.  Very calmly she walks over to the love seat and pulls it
all the way forward, just a foot from the glass.  Sitting back down, with
her legs spread wide, she places just the head against her lips and lets it
rest there.  Looking at you, "I'm close, really close.  I'm going to come
for you because I can't do anything else.  I want to see you too when I
come, I want to see what it does to you."

   Just then you pull me up slowly and kiss me, tasting all of your own
wetness on my lips and tongue.  You take my face in your hands, look
seriously into my eyes and whisper, "I love you".  My voice trembling, I
just barely manage " I know ".

   You gently push my face back down to where it has been for most of the
evening.  I continue to do my duty, my pleasure.  My tongue starts its slow
deliberate strokes again, Its small, light circles...Its firm, determined
circles.  Your body shudders again and I can feel it in my mouth.  You look
at our dancer and nod.  She begins to work the big, black head inside her.
Her slick lips giving way easily, sucking at the head.  She starts small,
gentle thrusts with the dildo...each time giving herself a little more and
a little more.  Her mouth parts slightly, her lips flushed red just like
yours.  They are wet and you can see where her tongue is moving against
them of their own accord.  She has both hands on the cock now, sliding its
length in and out of her now, her cunt becoming more and more flushed by
the second.  Your hands tighten their grip on the back of my head as well
and you pull me in harder, trying to manipulate my tongue from the back of
my skull.  You see her begin to breath more heavily now, and a light mist
of sweat is covering her chest now...reaching towards her belly.  You can
tell she is almost there...her eyes never leaving you.  Her thrusts are
harder and quicker now, she can't fuck herself hard or deep enough.  Her
hands are moving frantically now...trying to keep control.  Her legs part
ever so slightly more to let even more of her huge cock inside...and that's
when you see it...her eyes go glassy and roll ever so slightly upwards. 
That's when you hear it....her mouth parting just enough to let out a slow,
whining, moan.  She is coming...she is coming...she is coming for you.

   And that's when you feel it...the rolling, electric waves of your own
orgasm begin to rush over you.  They spark and shoot out from your
center...your cunt becoming a great charged dynamo.  Your stomach and
nipples, your shoulders and thighs, the hair on the back of your neck
ripple with the great wash of pleasure.  You unknowingly pull me even
closer and I have to lick you even harder just to breathe.  I am lapping at
your lips and your clit, swallowing great washes of wetness, gulping in air
as I do.  For me to have one I have to have both.  Your body quivers and
you give way to gravity as you slump into me, holding the glass for
support. My hands cup your beautiful ass as I hold on for mine.

   Later, as we all begin to compose ourselves and recover our discarded
clothing...I sit on the couch and look from her to you, where my eyes and
heart stop.  I am luckier than I realize and happier than I ever thought I
could be.