Across The Hall part 6

Chapter 6

John walked into the club in a daze. Katie and Sarah were ahead of him, arms looped like best friends sometimes do, and they were laughing.

Strawberries still lingered on his lips as a constant reminder of his recent transgressions. To make matter’s worse, like a movie scene on a constant loop, he kept remembering Sarah sucking on his tongue hungrily as his wife deepthroated him–long after the charade was suppose to have been over.

After cumming, Katie had crawled back up into the booth and the two women started talking about the douchebag of a guy Eric was… as if nothing unusual had just happened. And, as if there had been some untold permission given, Sarah kept her hand on his thigh and playfully squeezed it throughout the dinner conversation. The wine was killed in short order, the glasses shared, and the food was devoured quickly.

Before John knew it, he was standing just at the edge of a dance floor where bodies grinded against themselves like one massive orgy–minus the nude part.

“I need a drink,” Sarah yelled over the loud music. “First round is on me!”

Katie laughed and told her she owed a few more than just the first round. They’d both had more of the wine than John had so John passed the playfulness off as a buzz.

When Sarah disappeared, Katie grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor.

Quickly John became lost in the music as his wife made an effort to arouse him again in time with the beat. Strawberries were quickly replaced with vanilla as he kissed his wife’s neck. He loved his wife and he didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize his relationship with her.

Tilting her head back he got a good view of her breasts. They were barely contained by the near sheer black fabric of her dress.

“You look ravishing, my love,” John whispered into her ear.

She smiled lazily and pulled his head down for a kiss.

Her tongue danced across his briefly before she pulled back. Licking her lips, she said, “Strawberries?”

Seeing the fear in his eyes, she smiled lovingly up at him. “I know what you did for her. I was there remember?”

Fear quickly turned to confusion.

She gently squeezed his semi-erect cock and purred, “You don’t think I’d give my husband a bj if I thought he was cheating on me would you?”

“I would never,” John said hastily.

“Says the man that wanted a threesome,” she chuckled.

He remembered begging for it at one point in their relationship, but that had been before he’d married her.

She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his neck. “I know you’d never.”

He lifted her chin up and kissed her again. This time he grabbed her ass and smashed her mound against his hard cock.

“God I love you,” John said when he came back up for air.

“Sarah should have been back by now,” Katie said suddenly.

Seeing that she was right, John scanned the bar that her friend had been heading towards and immediately spotted her. It was hard not to notice her, she was like a diamond in a field of coal with that red dress of hers.

Sarah was looking around, desperately trying to get out of a conversation with another man.

“Looks like she could use her rich boyfriend again,” Katie said, gently pushing him towards her. Pointing off in the distance at a row of tables, she said, “I’ll go grab us a table over there.”

Grunting, he started walking towards the bar.

Against his will, he found himself checking Sarah out. He’d never really seen the woman as anything but Katie’s best friend… but after kissing her and feeling her need for more, he couldn’t believe how blind he’d been. The woman was at least an 8.5 on the hot scale, closer to 9 if not right at it. If he hadn’t met Katie, he could easily see himself approaching her in a club like this.

“Those are dangerous thoughts John,” he told himself. “You love your wife.”

Getting closer, he overheard the man that was blocking her exit tell her how he wanted to take her back to his place.

Seeing John, she smiled up at him warmly.

“Hey baby,” John said in greeting. “What’s taking so long?”

Setting her drinks down, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. Hard.

Gently grinding her pussy against his cock, she eagerly explored his mouth. He automatically grabbed her ass and helped her hump him. The sudden passionate kiss took him off guard, so he rolled with it.

Strawberries filled his nostrils once again and his head started to swim.

He had to break the kiss before he lost all self control, but he didn’t before he inhaled her perfume in like a drunken man.

“There you are,” she purred.

Looking over where the guy had been, they found he’d vanished back into the douchebag pool.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“A-any time,” John said, catching his breath.

Sarah licked her lips. “Vanilla? I knew she’d taken my lip balm!”

John gave a nervous laugh and then relieved her of the extra drinks.

“Which one’s mine?” John asked.

She pointed to the one in his left hand and he quickly downed it. Motioning for the bartender, he said, “Damn I need a drink.”

Grinning, Sarah killed hers and pointed at the empty glass as well.

By the time they found Katie, they were both on their third glass and John was starting to feel it.

“Looks like you’ve guys started without me,” Katie said, pouting.

Katie relieved John of the two glasses in his hands and killed them both in quick succession. “I’ll be back!”

John grinned at his wife’s swaying ass as she headed towards the now jam packed bar.

Sarah grabbed his hand and he instinctively entwined his fingers with hers.

“Come dance with me,” she said huskily.

Guiding him to the dance floor, she weaved through the bodies until they were in the center of it all. Grabbing his neck, she pulled him to her and once again started grinding her body into his. Between the alcohol and the smell of her intoxicating strawberries, John let some of his ambitions go and grinded himself back into her.

“It looks like I need to find Katie,” she whispered into his ear.

“What do you mean?” John asked, not really concentrating on her words.

Her hand slipped between their bodies and grabbed his cock that had been trying to break free from his pants.

“This,” she purred.

“That’s not fair,” John moaned as she gently rubbed it. “You girls can always tell when a man is aroused.”

Giving him a seductive smile, she released her hold on his cock. Against John’s will, he let out a sound of regret.

She turned around and pushed her ass into his cock. Like the kitchen, her thinly clad ass cheeks enveloped his cock perfectly. She bent over and lifted her hips up, giving him a great view of her ass before she popped herself back up like a stripper. He grabbed her hips and brought her to him as she slowly rocked her hips back against him. His cock was pulsating with need of release and it all felt so natural.

Leaning back against him, she grabbed his neck and pulled his head down closer to her. He thought she wanted a kiss, but instead her lips found his ear.

“Didn’t anyone teach you how to find out if we’re aroused?”

Throat gone completely dry, he croaked, “No.”

Wordlessly, she grabbed his hand from her hip and guided him to her exposed thigh. And then slowly, in time with the music, she brought his hand up her inner thigh until his fingers found something moist. Before he fully knew what he was doing, he began fingering her wet cunt. The thought that she wasn’t wearing any underwear turned him on even more.

Her breath came out raggedly as she said, “When we’re wet, we’re aroused. Tell me John, am I aroused?”

She was soaking wet.

“Very,” he moaned.

She closed her eyes and started grinding her ass into his cock in time with his fingering. He added a second finger and watched the top part of her right nipple peek out of her dress.

He was in heaven.

He gently flicked her engorged clit with his thumb and her body shuddered against his. She bit her lower lip and moaned, deep in her throat. Her body responded to him as if she were his puppet.

Her thighs pressed against his hand tightly and she pushed against his cock roughly before rocking her hips forward. Grabbing his hand, she started moving it for him, showing him what she liked. With her other hand, she reached up and pulled his mouth to hers.

He furiously did as she directed at the tempo of the song–and the song’s tempo steadily increased. She bit into his lip and cried out as an orgasum rocked her back into him. He pushed his third finger into her as deep as he could and felt her walls contract around him.

Slumping against him, she released his lower lip from her teeth and then reached down and pulled his hand out from her. Pushing her ass against his still hard prick, she brought his wet fingers up to her mouth and sucked his index finger in like a vacuum.

He shuddered with pleasure as her tongue cleaned his finger from her juices. And then she moved on to the next one, and then the next, until they were all cleaned. Pulling the fingers out, she turned around and kissed him.

This time the sweet nectar of her aroused sex joined the taste of strawberries.

“I didn’t say you could continue the party without me!”

Opening his eyes, he found Katie right next to them with two drinks in tow. He could tell she was buzzed and a small part of him told him he had crossed the line, regardless of how drunk he was.

Before he could say or do anything, Sarah grabbed one of the drinks and tossed it back. But instead of swallowing it, she grabbed his wife and kissed her. The alcohol in her mouth dribbled slightly from a corner of her mouth before Katie started to swallow the liquid.

John grabbed the other glass from Katie before she could spill it and watched the two make out in front of him. Sarah’s hand reached back and blindly found his pants before pulling him towards her. His cock found its natural position between her ass and the married couple sandwiched Sarah between them.

Killing the glass in hand, he gave his own shit eating grin.

When Katie broke the kiss, Sarah whispered something into her ear. Her eyes lit up and then she grinned. Grabbing John’s hand, she pulled him away from Sarah and the dance floor.

She led him to the girls bathroom and, before he realized where she was going, she pulled him in and locked the door behind them.

“Sarah tells me your cock needs servicing.”

She pushed him to the sink behind him and in one motion had his pants down at his ankles. His cock sprung free and pointed right up at his wife.

“Tell me, master, which hole would you like to fuck this time?”

John only hesitated for a moment before he grabbed her and lifted her up onto the countertop. Pulling back her skirt, he discovered that not only was she pantyless, she was freshly waxed and wet.

“We both got matching Brazilians today,” Katie said in explanation before grabbing his cock and guiding it into her.

He groaned loudly as he parted her silky folds and sunk into her.

She gasped into her ear before whispering, “Remember I’m your’s to fuck today. Regardless how you get hard.”

John groaned again before he started to roughly violate his wife. She cried out her encouragement as he fucked her hard and fast. His fingers grabbed her ass and lifted her up off the countertop and slammed her into the wall next to them. She moaned in ecstasy. With her back pressed against the wall, he pistoned his prick into her.

Her juices started flowing as she came, and his fingers and balls started to slicken with her juices. Rubbing her puckered anus with one of his wet fingers, her eyes widened.

“Whoever said I just had to pick one?” John growled.

He felt her anus relax under his rubbing and he slid his finger into her ass. She moaned into his ear.

“Fuck me master,” she cried.

He didn’t know where she got the “master” from, but he liked it.

“Shut up whore and cum on my cock,” John growled.

Katie didn’t normally like to talk dirty, but tonight she was too far gone to care. She came again and he felt both his cock and finger become sucked into her.

“I’m cumming master!” she cried.

He rammed into her again and felt his cock inside of her with his other finger.

“Cum inside of me baby,” she moaned. Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, she grabbed his other hand and sucked on his fingers.

Her eyes widened and John realized they were the same fingers that had plunged between the wet lips of Sarah’s steaming sex, fingering her clit.

She moaned loudly and another oragsum rocked her. Making an animalistic sound, she rocked her hips violently against him and fucked his cock and finger savagely as she sucked on two of his fingers. Her tight pussy contracted over and over again on his rod until he was taken to a new sexual height.

“Fuck woman,” John grunted.

His balls tightened up and he grunted again as he erupted, thick ropes of spunk rushing to fill her contracting pussy. Between the constant attention he had on the dance floor and his sudden wife’s sexual appetite, he felt an abnormal amount of his seed squirt into her. He pumped into her over and over, feeling his orgasm elongating with each thrust. Feeling the last of him enter her, he gave one last long moan.

Pulling his fingers out of her mouth, she unhooked her ankles and slid down him, sinking to her knees before him, both his finger and his cock sliding out of her.

She looked up at the cum and pussy covered cock.

“Is my master pleased?” she asked innocently.

Before he could answer, she reached up and grabbed the base of his meat. He gave another loud moan as she pulled his his cock inbetween her two lips and inhaled him.

She cleaned his cock with a couple of long sucks. Pulling his cock out of her mouth, she licked it like a lollipop for good measure before kissing his pisshole lightly, sending shivers through his body.

“Your sex day is almost up,” she said, gently stroking his cock. “But don’t worry, I still have one more present to give you.”

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