A Pat Remembered (Joanne and Paul)

As mentioned in Pat Four, our first arrangement with Joanne and Paul had been ruined by mother nature, times two, so at least we knew that Chrissy and Joanne were Insync, which may help in the future.

They called for us on their way to the club; Joanne left her overnight bag at the flat. “Do you two mind if I come back here and stay the night, and Paul and Chrissy go to our house?” No-one had any objections  and so we all walked over the road together. I think it may have been a little cooler than Joanne had been expecting as she was not wearing much under her thin short over the knee cotton dress, her nipples were showing through quite obviously, not that I was going to complain.

After getting some drinks, we found a table quite near the front and settled down to see tonight’s show. The band this week featured a female singer, a good-looking blond girl who was wearing a very short dress. That aside they were pretty good and soon had people up dancing.

 The first slow dance with Joanne, she said “do you know what I have on under this dress?”  “I replied, “I know that you aren’t wearing a bra.” “I know you know that I think half the people in the club know that! I was so embarrassed.” “don’t be, because if they all enjoyed the view half as much as I did, then you made a lot of people happy.” “Well,” she continued, “my bra is not the only thing I didn’t put on.” I held her away from me for a moment. “How would anyone know that other than you and I guess Paul? You are being very careful of how you sit,” Why do you do it anyway?” “It turns me and Paul on at the thought that someone might see.” She said. “It’s not very likely with the way you are sat though is it.” I told her. “Watch this space is all she said. Not long after the band finished their first set and the girls went to sit back down, whilst Paul and I went to the bar.

As we walked back to where the girls were sat, I noticed that Joanne had hitched up her skirt a little and was sat facing sideways to the table. A nice bit of stocking top was now on show. I am sure that had there been lighter I could have seen a little way up her dress.

We had a few more dances and a few more drinks and then it was time to go. Joanne made it quite clear as to who was going home with who. I did notice that Joanne had swapped her usual half of cider for vodkas, usually doubles tonight and was just a little bit more drunk. When we reached the front gate to our place I went to kiss Chrissy goodnight, but Joanne was pulling me towards the door, she was so keen to get started.

As soon as we were in the bedroom, Chrissy seemed to go a little shy, she turned to me and we kissed, gently at first, but very soon it was getting very passionate. She pulled away from me a little and said, “I have never been with anyone, other than Paul in my whole life, we were boyfriend and girlfriend at twelve and virgins when we married at twenty.” She told me. I was a little surprised and asked, “then why did you let Paul talk you into this.” “Oh, this isn’t his idea, he may think it is, but a few weeks back I brushed past you and felt the bulge in the front of your trousers. Paul has occasionally bought home men only mags and I have read readers stories about men with six- and seven-inch cocks. Paul’s is about the length and thickness of your middle finger at best. Now don’t get me wrong he does keep me happy in that respect, but I just need to find out what it’s like to go with someone bigger. Now I don’t like to brag, but I am bigger than that and I was now starting to worry.

  I promised her that I would be gentle with her As I pulled the zip at the back of her dress down and eared it from her shoulders and then let it slide down her body to the floor. She made no attempt to cover herself with her hands or arms and stepped out of it and her shoes. I stepped back myself to be able look her up and down.

Her boobs although no more than a “B” cup were lovely firm and smooth, her nipples being a nice cherry ping colour and just a little darker than her areola. They had no droop or sag at all and stood out in the front of her as if she was wearing a bra. The small amount of hair on her pubic mound was a little darker than the hair on her head. I had always thought of her as blond with a hint of red, the hair down there was far more red.

I told her how fantastic I thought she looked. She appeared to be pleased at that. As I sat her on the bed, she allowed her thighs to part a bit and I could see how bright a swollen her vulva looked, I hopped this was because she was turned on. Kneeling in front of her I placed my hands on her knees and opened her legs wide and bending forward I slowly ran my tongue along her slit.

I of course expected a reaction, but this was more than I could ever have imagined. She lay back onto the bed and bent her legs back far enough for her to place her feet onto the edge of the bed opening herself up as far as she could. She placed her hands at the back of my head and pulled me onto her as I licked and sucked at her sweet tasting pussy. As I sucked her clit into my mouth, she let out a small cry, and I felt her juices flow from her onto my face.

Then as she pulled me up to her face urging me to hurry as she wanted to lick her juicers from me as she wanted to know how she tasted. “Do I taste that salty to you as well.” She asked. “Yes, but it is a divine taste to me.” I told her. She smiled at that and said that she was glade I liked it. “Now get your kit off and let me see what I have let myself in for.”

I stepped back from the bed and had a good look at her lying across the bed, with her feet on the floor and her legs open. From her strawberry blond hair, her pretty face, with those lovely full lips, her firm pert breasts, flat stomach and her lightly haired pussy, and on down her shapely legs to her feet. “You are the only man, other than Paul to have seen me like this.” She said. “Then I am a very lucky man. If you were mine, then I would want to show you off to the world.” I replied.

 “That’s what all the going out sans’ underwear is all about. It turns us both on to think someone will get to see something. That night that I danced with you a couple or three weeks ago, you pulled my dress tight across my bum and pulled it up a little, Paul saw my stocking tops and knew that everyone else could see them too. We had such a good session when we got home that night. She went on to say. “Was that the exhibitionist in you, or the cock that was pressed against you.” I asked. She just smiled.

“Get you kit off then and let me see what I have let myself in for” she said. So I sat on the bed opposite to her and took of my shoes and socks and took off my shirt. I next stood right in front of her and unfastened my trousers, before pulling both my trousers and my shorts straight down to my ankles then as I straightened up, I stepped out of them.

My erect penis stood out in front of me, her eyes were wide as she said “oh-my-God,” she reached out and took hold of it. Her fingers didn’t meet all the way around. “I don’t think that I will get it in.” she gasped. “Yes, you can.” I told her. “I Will be very gentle and careful with you.” I assured her.

 She cupped my nuts in her other hand and pulled me towards her, opened her mouth and sucked as much as she could into it. Using her tongue to wet the end thoroughly and the pushed a little more in. After repeating this a further two or three times she had the whole of my bell in and a little of the shaft. She was sucking gently and running her tongue around the rim causing me to push forward and drive a little more into her, until I touched the back of her throat. She didn’t object, but she did start working her head back and forth on me, whilst licking my bell.

I soon had to stop her and as I took my cock from her, she looked at me with pleading eyes and asked. “Aren’t I doing it right, I’m trying to do as I read in Paul’s book?” I replied that she was doing it very well, and if I had let her carry on, I would have come in her mouth. “I wouldn’t have minded.” she said. “Well, I don’t want to come just yet.” I said.

“Let’s get into bed.” I suggested and she lay along the bed with her head on the pillow, I lay alongside her put my arm under her neck and felt her boob with my other hand, she sighed as I moved in and kissed her. Squeezing her boob softly, her nipple hardened into the palm of my hand, and I looked down at them I could see that the colour had darkened slightly. I lowered my head and sucked one into my mouth biting on it carefully.  She moaned in the back of her throat.

I placed my hand onto her thigh and stroked the inside of it with my thumb, she shuddered and I slid my hand further up her leg until I felt the soft downy curls of her pussy. I slipped my middle finger into her slit and ran up it until I found her clit. Rubbing it gently side to side was driving her wild and it wasn’t long before I could feel her pussy lips swell and become very wet.

At that point I slipped my middle finger into her hole and slowly pushed it as far as I could. Joanne was getting wetter all the time, and I could feel her pussy walls fluttering. I bent my finger up to touch the spongy soft spot at the front of her vagina. She almost went into a fit. Her whole body was shaking and she was crying out, “Oh, oh, fucking hell, oh, oh, yes, yes” she gripped me very tight and dug her fingernails into my back.

“That’s the most intense feeling that I have ever had.” she gasped. “Thank you please will you do it again pleeease?” “I will do the best I can to do that and much more.” I promised her.

I pulled my finger back a little, “Oh, don’t take it out yet.” She begged. “I’m not going to.” I said and put my index finger at the side of my middle finger, then pressed both into her wet hole. “Oh, yessss.”  She sighed. Pressing my fingers up into the top of her pussy, I gently worked them in and out of her.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, I think I’m going to explode.” she moaned. I carried on working my fingers, oh so very slowly back and forth. Her hips were lifting off the bed, so I took advantage and slid my left hand under her butt, this having the advantage of not only lifting her but allowing me easier access to her hole as it opened a little more.

Her juices were running down her crack and wetting my hand and so using her own natural lube I put my middle finger into her bum. Her eyes opened wide, “I have read where some women can get fucked in the bum” she gasped, “ I didn’t think that it could be true, yet here I am feeling as if I’m being DPed for the first time.” I timed my hands so that she was getting the most pressure on her “G” spot and I was rubbing her clit with my thumb, as I lowered my head and sucked a nipple into my mouth she started mumbling at first, but getting louder and louder “Oh yes, oh fuck, yes, yes, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck.” All the time trying to urge me on into going faster, but that was not going to happen, and I held her on the edge of coming for a good ten minutes, before I relented and worked my fingers as fast as I could.

It was a good job the flat was on top of a detached shop, as the noise she was making now was so very loud. “Arrg, arrg, oh fuck, fuck, fuck.” she was shouting now. I wouldn’t have been surprised if the neighbours could hear her anyway. Her whole body went tense for a few seconds and then went totally limp, I thought she had passed out, but after a few seconds she let out a huge sigh. “Oh my god, I thought that I was going to die.” She exclaimed. “Well, I thought that you had.” I replied.

“I have never felt anything so intensely before.” She infused. “I don’t think I could stand another one like that for a while though.” Well, if I get my way I thought, you are going to have to. I lay across her and using my hand I wiped my penis along her slit and pressed it against her opening. She wrapped her arms around me and drew her knees up, giving me the best possible access. I pushed the end of my manhood about an inch into her.

Joanne was getting very tense and so I whispered into her ear that I would go very slowly and be as gentle as I could. Having said that I pushed a little further into her, she was very tight, despite the orgasm she had just had. I withdrew a little and then pressed the rest of my length in. Joanne gave a little shriek as I did, I kept still for a while, letting her get used to it, before pulling back a little and pushing in as far as I could.

She had gotten very tense and I waited a moment or two for her to relax again, then I drew back almost to the very end. “Oh, oh, oh” she cried as I did, but as I pressed back in, the sound changed to “Arr, arr, arr.” The air escaping from inside her up the sides of my prick flapped her pussy lips and made a farty sound as it escaped. “Arr, please, I thought that I was going to turn inside out as you pulled out, I’ sorry about the farty sound.” She gasped. “Don’t worry, it’s because you’re so tight.” I told her, I then pulled back to the edge again and pushed back in. More farty sounds and more arg noises.

I built up a steady rhythm, she was moaning and groaning with every thrust and there was a lot of juice running from her hole. I worked my hands under her bum to lift her up a little, but it made no difference as Joanne was already thrusting her hips up to meet me anyway. We rolled over onto our side, facing each other, her thighs tight around my waist. I sped up my pace a little and was soon coming.

Joanne was bouncing herself harder onto me and almost screamed as we both came at the same moment. She again went totally limp and lay panting as I got my own breath back Joanne opened her eyes as we pulled apart. I reached for the toilet roll that I had on the bedside cabinet and ripped of a good length and handed it to her before wiping myself on another piece. I noticed that there was a smidgin of blood on hers and jokingly asked if she needed a tampon. “I could never use them.” She told me. “I bet I can now that you’ve bored me out.

“That was fantastic.” she said. “You were screwing virgin territory for the most part.” She laughed. “That was one of the best fucks I have ever had, I thought that you may well have been a virgin. I feel more stretched out and sore now than when Paul took me on our wedding night.

“Have you never been licked before?” I asked.” “No never.” She replied. “And you have never sucked Paul’s cock?” “Never, I didn’t want to get it wrong and put Paul off.” “Oh, and it didn’t matter if you got it wrong for me?” I laughed. “I know that you would have told me how to do it properly.” She went on. “Well, trust me, that was fantastic you’re a natural.” I told her. She smiled at that.

We settled down to sleep then, with her head on my shoulder, which is how we awoke the next day. I managed to get out of bed without waking her and made us both a drink and took them through to the bedroom. Joanne was just waking and put the tea down and kissed her head. She lifted her face and we kissed on the lips. I was only wearing my dressing gown and as I leaned down the front had fallen open, allowing my morning wood to stand out. “Oo, is that because of me.” She asked. “Who else do you think I have hidden away here. She laughed and said, “I can’t fuck you this morning as I’m sorer than when I lost of cherry, but I can do this for you.” Having said that she took hold of my erection, opened her mouth and sucked me straight to the back of her throat, and then withdrew a little and ran her tongue around me.

I almost collapsed at the side of the bed, as my knees almost buckled, she had just taken a swallow of warm tea and this felt wonderful. I had to lay back on the bed and she shuffled around to kneel between my legs. She resumed her task and within about five minutes I warned her that I was coming, not that seemed to matter to her as she redoubled her efforts and soon I was spurting into her mouth, she just swallowed it all down like a pro.

We got up and dressed then, just in time as Chrissy and Paul to let themselves in through the front door. Good mornings were said all round and the after packing  her things back into her bag they left for home. Chrissy and I sat down to talk about our night apart.

But that is for another time. Let me know if you’re interested and I’ll post what went on to happen when we swapped again.