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Archive name: room.txt (MF-exh, F-voy, alcohol)
Authors name: Kristen Marie (beachmaninwv@yahoo.com)
Story title : In The Room

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In The Room (MF-exh, F-voy, alcohol)
by Kristen Marie (beachmaninwv@yahoo.com)

***

My g/f and I had a shared fantasy... to make love in a 
room when someone else was in it. The only problem was 
who? Then one night her best friend Becky drove in from 
out of town to visit. Nothing had been planned, but 
something really wonderful happened.

***

This is a true story about how a fantasy can come true 
when you least expect it.

Erin and I had been married for two years and were happy 
as two people could be. We both had successful careers, 
mine as a police officer and hers as an Interior 
Decorator. I was a lot older than Erin, my 41 to her 24. 
But the age never had been an issue between us. She was 
mature beyond her years and smart as a whip. 

Our sex life was active almost daily. We didn't really 
have any problems there. Erin was extremely sexy, 
standing a little over 5'7" with red hair that flowed 
like a hot river down her back, ending at her ass. Her 
brown eyes were wide and she could make me hard with just 
a glance. Her best feature was probably her ass. Oh what 
an ass. Bubbly and round and firm as hell. 

When she wore a pair of shorts around the house, my dick 
would jump every time she bounced by. I was lucky to have 
her, and I knew it. We had met three years prior on a 
call I had while on duty. It was a Domestic call and when 
I arrived there was Erin, bleeding from her nose and 
mouth. Her b/f had gotten drunk, and because she got home 
from work 10 minutes late, he had flown into a rage and 
peppered her beautiful young face with his fists. 

I hauled his drunken carcass out of bed, where he had 
passed out, and placed him not to gently in the back of 
my patrol car. (I think he might have bumped his head 
getting in?) I went back inside the house and explained 
to Erin that he would be in jail without bond until the 
next morning. Even battered and bleeding, I could tell 
she was a pretty young woman. I felt badly for her, 
although people in general think we don't have feelings. 
I gave her the literature and phone numbers of the 
Women's Violence Shelter, then left with my prisoner.

About three months later we ran into each other in the 
grocery store and she updated me on her life. She'd 
gotten a Protective Order against him and had not had 
contact with him since. We ended up exchanging phone 
numbers and within a year we were married.

Unlike most men I didn't drift off to sleep after sex. 
We'd lie there talking afterwards, sometimes for hours. 
On one such night, Erin seemed quiet and thoughtful. When 
I asked if anything was wrong she rolled over and looked 
at me with those big eyes and asked "Do you have a sexual 
fantasy?" I know my mouth dropped open, I asked "What in 
the world brought that on?"

She smiled and laid her head on my chest. "I've always 
had one, but I've never been with a man who I trust 
enough to talk about it" she whispered. I had a million 
bad thoughts go through my head at once. Was she wanting 
another man? Was I not satisfying her enough? Her next 
sentence quickly calmed my fears. "Steve, I have always 
wanted to make love in a room with other people in it."

So there it was. I was relieved, let me tell you. We both 
relaxed then and talked for almost an hour about the 
details. I quickly got caught up in her fantasy, and 
before the night was through we made love several more 
times. 

The subject never came up again for several months. I 
thought maybe she just needed to talk about it and 
perhaps now that she had it was a closed matter.
Wrong. 

It was a Friday morning and I had my last dayshift before 
my 4-day break. I was walking out the door when Erin 
stopped me. "I almost forgot to tell you. Becky called 
last night and is going to stay with us tonight on her 
way to Florida," she said smiling. 

I shrugged and said, "Great. See you this afternoon." I 
didn't mind. Why should I? Becky was Erin's best friend 
and not hard to look at. She shared the same tall, 
slender build as Erin, but her hair and eyes were dark, 
and her skin a tanned olive color. Quite a looker. 

I rushed home after work, eager to shower and relax after 
working the desk at the Station. Erin greeted me at the 
door with a smile and a cold beer. What a sweetheart she 
was. I showered and fished around for a pair of sweat 
pants and t-shirt to wear downstairs to supper. I asked 
Erin if I should dress a little nicer for her friend, but 
she laughed and told me not to be silly. 

So we ate and settled onto the couch for some TV Erin was 
drinking wine coolers and nearly matched me beer for wine 
cooler. She was getting tipsy, which was fine with me. 
Around 8 the doorbell rang and Erin jumped up to quickly 
let her best friend inside.

Becky came over to the couch and gave me a little kiss on 
the cheek, then her and Erin disappeared into the kitchen 
for girl talk. After an hour of giggling and gossip, Erin 
came back in to the living room and snuggled up to me on 
the couch. "Becky went to change into her night gown" 
Erin told me. "She's pretty exhausted from her trip."

I settled into my show and about 15 minutes later Becky 
came into the room wearing one of my wife's terry cloth 
robes. It stopped just above the knees, but it gave me a 
nice view of her long, tanned legs. Becky settled into 
the recliner to my left and seemed to have trouble 
keeping her eyes open. By 10 o'clock she appeared to be 
sound asleep. Erin went into the kitchen to grab me 
another beer. I noticed a movement to my left and glanced 
over to see Becky had turned herself sideways in the 
chair, with her legs sticking out over the arm. 

The robe had ridden up her thigh, and a good bit was 
visible to me. Erin came back in and I expected her to 
cover Becky up. But she made no attempt to. Instead, she 
sat beside me and was soon rubbing my dick through my 
sweats. I didn't need any encouragement, and before I 
knew it she was on her knees in front of me pulling at my 
waistband and tugging them off. I lifted my hips and she 
nearly ripped them off. 

Erin looked at my hardening dick, then glanced to her 
right at Becky. 

"Oh shit." I thought, "She's gonna blow me right in front 
of her friend." My dick grew as hard as I think it's ever 
been. I couldn't believe my wife was about to suck me 
with her friend only 3 feet away. But then I remembered 
the fantasy, and I suddenly realized that an opportunity 
had arisen and Erin was taking full advantage. 

Erin was not the most skilled woman I had gotten oral sex 
from, but tonight she sucked me like a pro. Maybe it was 
the fact there was a beautiful woman laying so close, or 
maybe it was because Erin kept glancing at her friend 
while she sucked away, but I came in less than 5 minutes. 
My dick was still hard, no doubt from the extra 
excitement of the evening. 

Erin stood and quickly stripped off her shorts and top. 
She leaned into me and whispered "Go down on me Please." 
I placed her ass on the edge of the couch and now it was 
my turn to please her. Erin loved to be eaten, and I 
loved to make her cum orally. I pulled off her panties 
and was pleased to see she had shaven. Her lips were 
swollen and red, and her little clit stuck out nearly 
half an inch. 

My first lick across her clit brought a low moan from 
her. She was already wet, and I knew it would take little 
work to get her off. I began licking and swirling my 
tongue in a rapid-fire motion, not giving her time to 
lose her rising orgasm. Her moans became louder and 
longer, and I knew Becky had to have heard them. 

Erin stiffened suddenly and pulled my head against her 
pussy and began to grind into my face. Streams of her 
juices ran down my face as she climaxed in waves. When 
she finally went limp, I glanced over at Becky, but she 
was still in the same position as before. "Damn," I 
thought, "She must have been really tired." 

Erin lay back on the couch and I climbed on beside her. 
She kissed me gently and deeply, tasting herself and 
enjoying it. Erin looked at me and said "Steve, make love 
to me right now. Hard and fast. I want you to screw me 
right through this couch." 

Hearing her talk like that excited me, I gotta admit. I 
entered her sopping pussy and began a long, slow, deep 
stroke. I was teasing her and she wasn't liking it one 
bit. But I was intent on making her wait. As I began to 
increase my rhythm. I noticed Becky's left foot was now 
on the floor. Looking up I saw that her robe was wide 
open and her partially shaven pussy was merely a foot 
from my face. 

My thrusts now took on an intensity of pure lust. I 
looked at my wife and her eyes were shut tight, her lip 
bleeding as she bit down on it. I looked back over at 
Becky and saw that her robe was fully open now, and her 
slender hand was working away at her pussy. I was in 
heaven. 'Oh my God,' I moaned to myself. As my thrusts 
became like pistons slamming into my wife's pussy, so did 
Becky's fingers increase their thrusts into her.

Erin was so wet that the slapping of our thighs was soon 
joined by the splashing of her juices between them. Erin 
came first, then Becky, then me. It was the most intense 
sexual encounter I've ever had in my life. Erin soon 
drifted off to sleep, and within a few minutes Becky 
quietly got up and headed off to the guest bedroom. 

Erin and I never talked about that night afterwards. I 
think she planned it all. But if she didn't, then I would 
have a lot of explaining to do. Most likely she wanted me 
to see. We both shared a fantasy together, and that's all 
that matters to me.    

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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