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"The saga continues.. If you like what you read and you want to know what happened next, please say so."

This follows on from my last recollection, entitled The Bathroom,.

you can read that in my collection of memories on my profile page.

I was asked if there was more to follow, regarding Reet’s visit.

I didn’t really think there was, I do know we only fucked the once, but then I recalled a couple of erotic incidents that you might find stimulating.

Please let me know if you do.

I like comments and I particularly like that my experiences might have an arousing effect on others.

I definitely enjoy recalling them.

Stockings and tights…

It was about a month after Reet had called,when my wife, C was at work, that Reet and Dave came to dinner, again.

But this time, it wasn’t in the bathroom. We ate in the dining room, then went into the lounge.

We had sofas facing each other, and a big log burner, facing out into the room.

It was nice and warm, much alcohol had been taken.

There was no intention of swapping with Dave and Reet.

We had taken the plunge since we’d last seen them, and a friend was now regularly sharing our bed.

(You can read about that, it’s the 3rd of my tales, I think it’s dated November 2022.

I should edit my tales as it seems I’ve now written 60, I could them into a book)

I had asked C if she was interested in having a foursome with them, but she laughed…

“His cock’s not really big enough for me” she’d said.

My pal was providing the extra cock she had longed for, he was adequately equipped, she wasn’t interested in short measures ..

The evening with Dave and Reet was pleasant, and the conversation soon turned to sex, as it always seemed to.

Dave was sitting opposite me, with C sat next to him.

She had her feet up across his lap.

Reet was doing the same to me, but she was managing to rub my groin with her stockinged feet.

She had a long dress on, seductively slit to one side, and it covered what she was doing.

It certainly didn’t take long for her to get my cock hard and uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, directly opposite, Dave was stroking my wife’s feet and legs.

C’s dress was figure hugging. She wasn’t wearing a bra, I could see her hardened nipples.

And I knew she was knicker-less too.

The chat was definitely getting more interesting.

Dave stroked my wife’s legs and feet “I do love tights, don’t you “ he said.

“I don’t wear tights” my wife said…

“Well you ain’t got suspenders on” Dave said

“That dress is so tight, I’d see the clips, I can see yer nipples, so I’d see sussies ”

“They’re stay-ups, Dave” she replied.

Reet’s feet were teasing my cock.

“Ooh, let’s have a feel “ he laughed, and his hand slid up and under her dress.

“Ooh you sexy thing” he sighed…”I do love a bit of soft thigh above stocking tops”

C giggled sexily, and I could see his hand stroking her thigh.

Her dress was up higher now and we could all see her stocking tops.

She didn’t stop him fondling her thigh, she actually went a bit quiet.

“You won’t wear stockings, will you, Reet” Dave said. His voice somewhat husky.

“No” she said, “but you like my tights, don’t you”

And with a flourish she pulled the thigh high split in her dress apart, and showed her legs off.

“You’ve got a hole in those tights” he said..

She did, too.

“Oh no, how did that happen “ she laughed

I couldn’t help myself, I put my finger in the hole of her tights.

“I’m fingering your wife’s hole, Dave” I laughed.

“As long as you don’t get that donkey’s dick out, she’s safe” he said.

His hand was still up my wife’s dress.

She was being very quiet. But she didn’t stop him.

In fact she slowly opened her legs

I ripped Reet’s tights.

“I’m gonna turn these into stockings “ I said.

I proceeded to tug and tear at her tights.

It was all getting a bit steamy. Reet was laughing.

I was sure Dave’s hand was getting higher.

Suddenly C said, “I’m going upstairs..”

She got up, her dress was up round her naked arse. She had a lovely arse.

It all went a bit quiet, as she left the room.

“Is she alright “ Reet asked.

“I think so” I said, and carried on tearing at her tights.

“Go on mate” Dave said. “Get those tights off her”

Reet was laughing , making no effort to hide the fact that she was rubbing the large bulge in my trousers.

Dave came over to “our” settee, and between us we tore Reet’s tights off.

“She’s been going on about your cock ever since we all got in your bath” Dave said.

“I think she’d like you to fuck, her, mate”

“Oh Dave, don’t be silly “ Reet said.

“I bet if you got it out she’d get on it” he said.

“Dave, we should go, C’s gone to bed, come on “ Reet said.

She got up, pulled her dress down and got herself together.

I saw them out, put the stuff in the dishwasher and then went up to bed.

I wondered if I was in trouble.

C was lying on the bed, naked, except for her somewhat rumpled stockings.

Her legs were spread, invitingly, her smooth waxed mound hid nothing. Her cunt was open and wet.

“We’re have you been, have they gone ?” She moaned.

“Yes” I said.

“Oh….I thought you might all have come up and joined me”

“What..”

“Well I saw what Reet was doing with her feet,.Dave might have a silly little cock, but he’s got magic fingers, he’s definitely got my fanny throbbing, I’m really wet. He was playing with my clit and getting his fingers in me. I nearly came just now. Will you kiss my clit I’m desperate to cum, please, lick my cunt…NOW”

I bent to the task, and in minutes she was cumming in my mouth.

“Cock, now, please “ she said.

I pulled off my clothes and was soon between her thighs, fucking her furiously.

“Oh yes, oh fuck oh yes, spunk in me”

I needed no further encouragement and burst after burst of my spunk filled her very wet cunt.

“I didn’t think you wanted Dave to fuck you” I said after we calmed down.

“I don’t, but it was all getting a bit steamy, and it’s not fair to you, I’m getting extras, I thought you might want to fuck Reet, I know she wants to fuck you. She’s always asking me what it’s like to have your big cock inside my fanny”

I must confess I found this talk rather erotic.

She was rubbing my sticky cock..

“Put it back in me, imagine you’re fucking Reet” she said.

I didn’t like to tell her I had, and that she wasn’t as nice to fuck, as my very sexy wife..

I lasted longer the second time.

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