A Date With Emma (Part Three)

Strong love by Angel Benavides

She lay cocooned in the flesh of her lovers and closed her eyes in order to lose herself completely in the sensation. Warm, tender lips at her neck. Soft, sensuous lips on her mouth. Smooth, hard chest pressed against her back. Gentle, feathery hands stroking her breasts. Strong, confident fingers exploring her tingling pussy. Soft, wet pussy grinding against her thigh. Hard, insistent cock pushing against her bottom. She let herself float on the wave of pleasure, wanting to stay there forever but knowing she would not be able to wait much longer. She had to have more. Thoughts of hard, deep kisses and that persistent and inviting cock grinding behind her were urging her on. As if sensing the shift, Jude's fingers found her clit and began to circle slowly. Her breath caught and Emma's tongue slid into her mouth as her fingers squeezed and teased Mrs A's nipples. The combined effect had her moaning a weak protest that was duly ignored. She felt the warmth growing and spreading through her and had no choice but to give in to it. As she felt herself drifting back to the moment, she saw Emma's gaze shift to the door. She knew before she turned who it was.

"Mrs A, You didn't tell me we were having guests this evening," came the soft, deep voice from behind her.


Mr A stood taking in the scene before him with a hint of a grin and an unmistakable spark in his pale blue eyes. He was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and black tie. He took off his jacket and walked over to the chair, easing himself down and sitting back comfortably. Mrs A smiled at him affectionately and made her way to him. She sat on his lap and took his face in her hands gently as she kissed him. The kiss was slow and leisurely but so intense and consuming that Emma's hands moved instinctively to her aching nipples.

"Welcome home gorgeous," smiled Mrs A. "Sorry we started without you."
"Oh, I'm sure I will catch up," he ran his hand over her back. "But don't let me interrupt you. I believe that young man over there might just have some plans for you." Mr A looked over to Jude with a look that was both challenging and encouraging. The message was clear - I am going to watch you fuck my wife and you had better do it right. She kissed him again, lingering briefly before returning to the bed. When she reached the edge of the bed, she grabbed a red cushion and placed it on the floor in front of her then held her hand out to Jude. When he stood in front of her, she pulled him in for a soft kiss that was so full of promise he held his breath in anticipation. She kissed his neck and his chest, letting her tongue search for his nipples. Emma was at her side, guiding her down onto her knees. She sank into the soft cushion and put her hands on his thighs.
"You might want to keep Mr A company beautiful," she smiled up at Emma, who needed no more encouragement. Then she looked up at Jude and took his cock into her mouth, working slowly at first, easing the tip in and out of her lips and twirling her tongue around it. Once she had his attention, she grasped it at the base and began to take him in deeper. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that Emma had undressed Mr A and was now kneeling between his legs as he sat in the chair watching her suck Jude's cock. She quickened her pace and felt Jude respond immediately. She had waited long enough. Without hesitating, she stood up and kissed Jude's ear.
"You need to fuck me now Jude," she whispered. 
He responded by turning her around and bending her over the edge of the bed. From this position, she had a good view of Emma climbing onto her husband's lap and easing down onto him. She felt Jude move in behind her and slowly rub the end of his cock along her pussy, teasing her as it passed the entrance and torturing her as it grazed her swollen clit. When she thought she could take no more, she felt him push into her and she cried out as he filled her completely. The delicious fullness needed to be savoured and thankfully he held her there, his hands gripping her hips firmly. Then he began to move, slowly at first; little thrusts that prepared her for what was to come. She heard Emma beginning to moan as she bounced up and down on Mr A, his hands on her gorgeous breasts. Instinctively, she pushed back against Jude and he began to thrust harder, pulling her into him. She listened to the sounds of bodies coming together and heavy breathing, enthusiastically meeting Jude's every thrust as he drove her towards another climax. When his hand reached around to find her clit, she felt it start and urged him on to join her. He plunged into her one final time, holding her there as they came together. From across the room, she heard the sounds of the others as they reached their own climax. 

They stood in the doorway, exchanging goodbyes. Mr A had kissed Emma and returned upstairs to shower. Mrs A had kissed Jude and sent him off to get the car. The two women faced each other, kissing and softly stroking each other's hair.
"Thank you for a perfect date beautiful," whispered Mrs A.
"Until next time," smiled Emma.