Olivia's Journey Ch. 02: Nightout

Chapter 2: Nightout

After Josh puts his gardening equipment back into storage in the garage. He enters the laundry room and strips himself naked then wraps a white towel around his waist. He walks up the stairs with the intention to freshen himself up after sweating profusely from working on the garden. In order to access the shower he has to walk through the master bedroom. As he entered the bedroom he was greeted with his wife's naked body curled up on the left edge of their queen size bed. He took a closer look at her exposed pussy. Her labia seems to be glazed in a lot of pussy juice and her pussy seems to still be throbbing lightly. There is a trail of clear liquid running from her pussy down her thigh. The bedsheets appear to be wet and slippery from absorbing her pussy juice.

In Josh's mind he thinks that Olivia is such a slut that she sneaked up here by herself to get another round of masturbation after eating breakfast while he was gardening. If she is such a slut then he's going to give her what she wants.

Little does he knows that his wife was fucked by 3 men through the use of high tech sex doll while he was busy in the garden.

He dropped the towel that was wrapping his waist on the floor. His 11" X 7.5" cock is fully filled with blood. It pulsates up and down with each pulse of his heart beat. There's a string of clear precum flowing out from his cock's urethral opening.

He grabs her hips and rearranges her body into a missionary position. He places her legs on his shoulders. Lowers his hand to align the glans of his big cock to her vagina.

"What are you doing?" Olivia blurted out at her husband in surprise to wake up in this position.

"The same thing you did to me this morning. It's an equal world, slut" Josh plunges the entirety of his big cock into his wife's pussy at end of his sentence while his hands pull her hip into his cock at the same time. His cock easily slipped in all the way without any hiccup since her pussy was filled with her own natural lubricant and hasn't fully close since her last fuck not long ago.

"Urghhhh" Olivia screeches.

Josh pushed down with all his weight and started to move his hips back and forth violently. Each time he pushes his hip forward, his balls slaps into her labia making clapping noise echoes over and over in the silent bedroom. He knows the exact rhythm his wife likes. His large cock alternately fills her and leaves her vagina cavity achingly empty.

She could feel her body coiling, tightening, drawing in upon itself. When the tension seemed unbearable, she unwound. Blast after shrieking, mind bending, world shattering blast assaulted her senses. Starbursts exploded in brilliant colors on the backs of her tightly closed eyes. Her body jerked and twitched as she rode the waves of orgasms. Through it all his cock continued its steady rhythm to activate her sensitive flesh.

She was gasping like a fish out of water as she came down from the euphoric high. Almost without warning, a second orgasm rocked her. This one was weaker, but no less beautiful.

His rhythm was crazy steady like a fucking machine. She went from unbelievably empty void on the out strokes to totally full on the down strokes.

He changed position a little. As he leans down to suck her tits he also moved his hand to massage her clit violently. Not surprisingly, her next orgasm was on the down stroke. The orgasm was strong, not as strong as the initial one, but easily enough to make her cry out at its peak. Another one came, and another. Then Olivia could feel the rhythm getting faster and faster.

"Arghhhhhhhhhh" Josh howls and locks eyes with Olivia as he deposits his semen into his wife for the second time today. Her pussy squeezes his cock tightly as if she is trying to pinch every single drop out of him.

*Plop*

Her pussy makes a loud noise as the air rushes into her pussy to replace the vacuumed void that her husband's big cock made. His cum slowly leaks out of her twitching pussy and runs down her smooth ass before getting absorbed by the bedsheets.

"For tonight's dinner we are eating out. Since you are such a slut, I'll pick out what you wear" Josh said to Olivia. He bends down to pick up his towel and head into the shower.

After showering Josh made a call to his favourite waiter to reserve a table at 8 with the following special requests.

Table right in the middle of the front of the stage.

A side of the table to face the stage.

Point a spotlight to the chair on the left.

Brightest table lamp they have.

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It's 7PM. Olivia was sitting at her powder desk putting on her makeup. Josh walked over to the closet. He pulls out the bottom drawer to pull out a piece of cloth. He lays down the dress he prepared for his wife on the bed.

"Wear this and only this" he gave order to his wife.

She walks over to the bed and picks up the dress he prepares for her.

"Really? Can I at least put on a thong?" she asks

"No! Just that with a black stiletto. That's all you get for being a slut"

The dress he prepared for her was a micro dress that was made entirely of black sheer fabric. It has a deep V shape cut in the front all the way down to below her belly button. The back is open all the way down to her hip. The skirt section has vertical cuts on both sides from the hemline up to her hip. It's more like a thin piece of fabric than a skirt.

Olivia reluctantly puts on the dress and checks herself in the mirror. The light in their dressing room was not so bright. She could only see the faint outline of her tits. The skirt only drops about an inch below her pussy. Any movement she makes besides standing completely still will either expose her pussy or ass. If she walks, every stride will make the front skirt fly off exposing her pussy. If she bends over even just a little bit, her ass will be exposed.

"We need to leave now, honey. I made a reservation at 8" Josh yelled from downstairs.

There's nothing Olivia can do now but go with the flow. She swiftly puts on her black stiletto and walks out the front door. Josh is already in the car waiting in the driveway. As Olivia was walking from the front door to the car he switched on the headlights. From his point of view, he could see all of her body as if she wasn't wearing any clothes. He smirks that his plan is going to work.

They arrived at the restaurant just in time for Josh's booking. It's a place the couple has been to many times before which also has a live band. He slows down at the restaurant's entrance where there lay a red carpet. As the car came to a stop the valet greeted him.

"Hey Josh! Nice seeing you again!"

Josh greeted him back then handed him the key. The valet opens the door for the passenger side for Olivia to get down. His eyes widen the moment Olivia steps out of the car. The valet area is very brightly lit with 4 large flood lights from all 4 sides. The blinding light easily penetrates through the thin sheer fabric that is barely hanging over Olivia's body. Revealing every inch of her smooth skin to the outsider. Both of her tits as well as ass are on display. The valet boy looked up at Josh. Josh then gives him a wink and smile in return. He then holds his wife's hand leading her into the restaurant.

The restaurant is full at its capacity since its peak time during the weekend and Olivia's favourite rock band will play on stage at 8PM. The host leads a couple to their table in front of the stage. On the way to the table Josh intentionally walks briskly while holding his wife's hand. This caused her to lengthen her stride which made the already tiny piece of fabric that is covering her bare pussy to fly up in the air even further. One of the strides she took made the front skirt flipped up to her belly exposing her pussy to anyone who was watching. Many men in the restaurant saw the moment and called for their friends to look as well. She's now targeted to be their eye candy for the night.

As they arrived at their table Josh pulled out the left chair for his wife to sit then pushed her in like a gentleman. Her back skirt is too short to go under her bottom as she sits. Thus her bare bottom sits directly on the leather of the seat. He sits himself down on the right chair opposite of her. The waiter comes in to take their orders. Olivia ordered salad and halibut. Josh ordered steak and a bottle of wine.

Olivia's favorite band got on stage and tested their music instruments. The manager turns on the spotlights to light up the stage. However, one of the spotlights was misaligned. The light ended up pointing to where Olivia was sitting instead. The light didn't hit her face but only lit up below her neck. Thus she's unaware that her body is now the brightest thing in the restaurant. Her 36C tits and her pink nipples are being exhibited to everyone in the restaurant.

Exposed brick walls and industrial lighting give the room a raw charm. On a slightly elevated stage near the bar, a four-piece rock band kicks into gear.

The lead guitarist, with long hair and worn boots, rips a solo with raw intensity. The bassist, in a denim jacket, sways to the groove, fingers thumping a steady rhythm. The drummer pounds out a driving beat, sticks flashing. At the center, the lead singer grips the mic stand, belting out lyrics with gravel in his voice and fire in his eyes.

Diner nod along or tap their feet under the table. The music is loud but not overwhelming--just enough to electrify the room without drowning conversation.

A server moves past with practiced agility, balancing plates and smiling at guests who bob their heads to the beat. The scent of grilled meat and roasted garlic lingers in the air, mixing with the buzz of conversation and the pulse of rock.

The restaurant is alive--not just with food, but with sound.

While the rest of the diners were enjoying the music and company, many men behind her enjoyed the full view of the naked woman sitting in front of the stage. Abruptly she started to feel the same feeling she had earlier this morning. Suction on her right nipple then switches to her left nipple together with feeling her tits are being squeezed at the same time. The suction keeps switching between her right and left nipples. Her face is becoming flushed with her heightened arousal. At least this time she knows exactly what is happening.

Olivia tried her best to resist getting aroused but the squeeze and sucking is very persistent. On top of being persistent the intensity also increases exponentially. Her pussy appears to get wetter by the minute. She turned her head toward the stage as if she was enjoying her favourite band but in fact she was staring blank into the brick wall behind the band. It's her attempt at focusing and keeping her composure in front of her husband.

However, her attempt goes in vain when she feels her pussy begin to be pry open.

"Uhhhhhhhh," she let out a loud moan as a cock was shoved into the sex doll and began to drive up and down violently. She could tell it must be Rahman from the size that is larger than Josh's cock.

"Are you okay, hon?" Josh asks after he heard his wife moan out of nowhere.

Olivia inhales a deep breath to recompose herself then turns to look her husband in the eyes and tell him.

"I'm fine, love. Tonight the food is so slow huh?" She conversed with him in her lightly shaking voice as best she could before turning back to the stage's side to focus her attention on her pussy. At the same time, her pussy involuntarily squeezes and throbs to orgasm. She blinks rapidly while a stream of squirt gushes down from her chair onto the floor of the restaurant. Had the band not been playing, anybody within 7 feet would have heard the sound of her squirts.

Josh observes that his wife's face is flushed. Her pupils are dilated. Both of her nipples are erect. Her breasts appear to be larger and pink-reddish. Her breathing is heavy.

"She's loving this. This slut is definitely horny from being on display," he kept his thought to himself

Rahman continues with his never ending penetration to the sex doll making the real Olivia orgasms over and over again until he spouts ropes of semen into his current cum dump sex doll.

"whewwww" Olivia exhales a big sigh of relief as she feels an empty void in her pussy.

Their waiter returns to the table with their food. He almost slipped from the liquid splash on the floor below Olivia's chair. He places the plates on the table and pour wine for both of them. The waiter then leaves the table before returning with a mop. He absorbs Olivia's squirt with the mop then departs to attend to another table.

Josh has a confused look on his face while his wife sticks her head down to pretend to be focusing on her plate.

"When did you splash water? We were always together. I didn't see you splash anything" Josh asks with curiosity.

"I didn't. Perhaps it's already there" Olivia tried to brush her husband's question off.

"Hmmmm. Interesting. I don't remember seeing the wet floor," Josh still has his curiosity but doesn't push further.

The couple continues on to finish their dinner. The waiter comes to collect the finished plates leaving just the wine glasses on the table. Josh barely drank the wine that he ordered but he encouraged Olivia to drink as much as she would like. His excuse was he is the driver and shouldn't be drinking too much.

It's quite normal that people would take photos or videos on their phone when they go to see a band in this day and age. However, Olivia observed there's an abnormal amount of phone pointing in her direction. Almost all of them are men. She thought perhaps it's possible they are recording the band.

Unbeknownst to Olivia, the men are recording her. Some even had recorded the moment where she squirts all over the floor. Some zoomed in on her face, tits and ass. On the other hand, Josh knows exactly why there are so many phones out tonight. Now that he knows his wife is horny and drunk he decides to give the audience as well as the band an even better view of her body.

As the band starts the intro to her favourite song, Josh pushes his chair back and stands up.

"Wooooo. C'Mon honey. I know this is your favourite song. Let's dance!" Josh hypes up his wife.

Tipsy from the bombardment of orgasms she just received. Combined with lowered inhibition from the wine in her system. She forgot how provocative the dress that she currently wears is. She stood up, turned to face the stage and started to jump and dance to her favourite songs.

Now that she stood up, the spotlight is shining directly on her pussy and ass region instead of her tits. The audience behind her gets a full view of her bare ass. Some keen eyed men can see that her ass is glistening but they have no idea what it is. Who would have thought of pussy juice and squirt.

In contrast, the band got the full view of her tits and bald pussy. Her skirt momentarily flies up each time she jumps. Giving the full view of her assets in the front and back. The lead singer was wearing a camera on his head capturing everything. He thought she's a groupie.

The stage lights dimmed, casting long shadows over the crowd as the band played their final note. Josh signaled for the check, the weight of the evening thick in the air. Outside, near the valet stand, a group of men loitered in the smoking area--eyes sharp, hungry, and fixated. The glow of cigarette tips pulsed in the dark like tiny warning lights, but their gazes burned brighter, locked onto Olivia's body like predators sizing up prey. Her sheer dress left nothing to the imagination, and in her wine-drenched daze, she didn't register the leering stares that followed her every unsteady step. The car pulled up, and Josh opened the door with calm precision, shielding nothing. The men didn't look away--even as the car pulled off, their eyes stayed locked on the darkness where she had been, jaws tight, hearts pounding with something almost feral.

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