The Adventures of Sally Nye Pt. 02

The morning after their hotwife prompted romp in bed Jeff seemed to have woken up to her. He complimented her on her hair, her clothes and how happy she looked and that was a definite first for Jeff. Normally he would get up late and rush off to work scarcely greeting her. Sally breezed off to work in a high good humour and arrived with enough time to go for a cup of coffee in the coffee shop next to her office.

Ken, the owner/manager of the coffee shop greeted her with a huge smile.

"You are looking gorgeous this morning! Guess who got it all last night!"

"Ken! That is so naughty of you Now look! You've made me blush!"

"And a fine sight your blushes are to be sure!"

"Irish flirt!"

"Coffee and a teeny weeny chocolate croissant to go with it?"

"You are trying to make me fat! But yes, thank you!"

"A little extra meat in your bones would not come amiss!"

He ducked away before she could respond.

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Ken and Annie the cook watched her walk away.

"Its great to see her so happy. She's been sad for far too long."

"You have a crush on her you rascal!"

"That I have. I would love to wake in the morning with her next to me just to see her smile."

"Hopeless romantic you are. Don't forget she's married."

"How could I forget?"

He shrugged and went to greet a new customer. Annie looked after him, shook her head. Such a good man and to be wasting his time mooning over an unavailable woman. She shook her head. Nothing good would come of it especially while Sally was still married. She just hoped he wouldn't do anything stupid like get into a three way relationship with her and her husband. That she knew led only to tears.

Sally sailed through the day on clouds of happiness and went home expecting the change she'd seen in Jeff this morning to continue tonight.

When she got home she brushed her hair, put on some sexy clothes and did her make up.

She heard Jeff come in, but before she could go through and greet him she heard the TV go on and Jeff collapse in his chair. She sighed.

"That didn't last long!" she thought to herself.

She'd had hoped that his improved interest would continue but it took less than a day for his interest to wane entirely. Was it her? Was she so uninteresting that he lost interest so quickly. It was, to put it plainly depressing. The fact that Josh had worked so hard to fuck her was not particularly reassuring. Maybe he just saw her as an easy lay. A fuck and forget easy lay? Even if it had been just that, she had needed the release that he had triggered. What would happen if she met him again? Would he walk the other way? Would he try again? If he did was it because she was an easy target? She had been really drunk. Mind you so had he.

The week rolled on and sadly Jeff made no attempt to fuck her again and she was becoming randy again. She walked through to the lounge where Jeff was sitting, looked down at him sprawled there and for the first time found that there was a bit of reluctance in her heart to try to get him into bed. She really felt defeated by his lack of interest.

"Going for a walk."

He ignored her as usual and she walked out the door uncertain where she was going. She was definitely looking for something or someone to brighten up her life.

Sally> Nichole: are you home?

Nichole> Yes.

Sally> Alone?

Nichole> Sadly yes!

Sally> Can I come over and join you in your aloneness?

Nichole> Yes. Good idea.

Nichole answered the door dressed in the absolute minimum of clothes. A tiny tank top that barely covered her breasts and a pair of tight, tight shorts.

"Come on in. My but you are looking grumpy. What's up?"

"Jeff. He has gone back to his stupor, lying in front of the TV, unmoving. He hasn't fucked me since I tricked him with that message thread."

"And?"

"And I am getting horny again. God I must be such a slut!"

"And a horny one at that!"

"Its not funny! I need sex and Jeff is not giving me what I need."

Nichole wrapped her arms around her which Sally found comforting and to be honest, just a little bit exciting. OK, so not just a little bit. Her nipples started to harden and her pussy started to take an interest in life. Fuck she thought, now I am getting turned on by a woman. I really must be desperate. Or maybe gay? asked a voice in her head. She banished that idea by just remembering Josh. However while this internal strife had been playing out, Nichole's hands had been moving in all sorts of arousing ways across her body. Now her backside was being gently stroked and squeezed. She looked up at Nichole and Nichole promptly kissed her, full on the mouth, her tongue probing Sally's mouth. Sally was too surprised to do anything other than lean away from Nichole, which didn't help because Nichole just leant a little back and slid one her hands up Sally's blouse, found a nipple and started to stroke it, gently and sensually.

Sally felt her pussy being pushed against Nichole and a sort of grinding motion happening between them. Sally couldn't really tell Nichole to stop because she seemed to be participating in the grinding action herself. It was when Nichole's hand started its way down her body heading for her pussy that Sally pulled back from the kiss.

"What are you doing?" she whispered. Stupid question muttered a voice in her head. She is going to fuck you and you are going to enjoy it!

Nichole's hand was now on her pussy, squeezing her outer lips together in a most sexy way. Desperate, she pushed Nichole away.

"No! Stop it. You mustn't."

Nichole laughed,

"And you are not enjoying this?" Her fingers got inside Sally's panties, picked up some sex juice on her finger and wiped it on Sally's breast. "Feels like you are to me. All hot and ready."

"Oh god. I, I, Oh fuck! I am so horny."

"Good!"

Nichole pushed Sally back onto a couch and before she could respond had pulled her panties off and buried her face in Sally's pussy. It felt electric, far better than Jeff had ever managed.

Sally just gave up the fight, grabbed Nichole's head in her hands and pushed her down harder. It was when Nichole slid a finger into Sally's pussy and found her g-spot that Sally realised she was heading toward a huge cumming. She was so nearly there! "Don't stop! Oh, god. Don't stop!" which is when the bitch pulled back and let her go off the boil.

"Noooooo! Please."

"Patiences little one. Patience."

"No. I don't have patience! You must" her sentence left unfinished as Nichole slid not one but two fingers into her pussy and then applied her tongue to Sally's clit. The effect was earth shattering. Sally pushed herself up into Nichole's face and held her head in place until her orgasm had stopped shaking her body to a jellied mess.

"Your turn! Now you eat my pussy."

"I don't know how."

"Of course you do. Get down there and do it."

And Sally found that she did know how, that it was in fact easy and rather enjoyable edging Nichole.

"Now. See. That was easy wasn't it?"

Nichole had gathered Suzy into her arms and was stroking her gently.

"Yes. It was. Very easy and enjoyable. Do you think I am gay?"

"No. Probably just horny, maybe Bi. Who knows? You are gonna have to go out and find out."

"And you? Are you gay?"

"Nope, but I needed a good fuck and you just happened to come into my parlour!"

Sally lay there for a while thinking about what had happened.

"I think you are right. I was seriously randy. I needed a fucking. Actually, what I really needed was a warm body to hold onto. The sex was just a bonus."

"There you go. Now, if you don't mind I would like you to eat my pussy again. You did it so well last time that I want a replay. Cummon be nice. I will pay you back afterwards. But first, I want you to start with my breasts and work down to my pussy. As you say, a warm body is a fine thing."

And Sally found that she had no trouble following Nichole's gently whispered instructions and enjoyed making Nichole cum.

An hour later she went back to the flat that she shared with Jeff and went quietly to bed. He didn't notice her arrival but he did fuck her in the early hours of the morning. As usual no foreplay, just roll on fuck and. Sally lay awake for a while afterwards staring at the ceiling and wondering where her life was going and if she might have taken a wrong turn somewhere along the line.

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"And now the rain has come again!" Ken looking at Sally sadly.

"Your husband away? Leaving you all on your own?"

"No. But he might as well be." Sally immediately regretting her words looked at Ken and saw something unexpected. He was looking at her with concern, but concern that was tinged with something else. She couldn't stand it and she got up and hurried away forgetting to pay for her coffee. Annie watched Ken shake his head and then sadly clear her table.

"We won't see her again." he said.

"I wouldn't be so certain of that. She is a good, honest woman who is going through really bad times. She won't forget you or the look on your face when she looked up at you. She saw you, really saw you. She won't forget. And you'd better be ready when she does come back cos she's gonna need you." and Annie stalked off into the kitchen shaking her head.

The next day Sally realised that although her evening with Nichole had been sexy, exciting and repeatable, she needed a cock inside her. I must be Bi she muttered to herself.

Sally> Nichole? Wanna go trolling the pick up bars tonight. I am in need, desperate need of some cock.

Nichole > No can do, my husband is home tonight and he wants to play!

Sally > Lucky bitch. Wanna share?

Nichole > Not a chance! You are too sexy and will probably steal him away from me.

Sally > Me? Neva! But OK. Vibrator time again I guess.

Nichole > Sorry.

By nine o'clock Sally was heading for the door.

"Going for a walk."

Wonder of wonders, she got a grunt from Jeff this time. She headed for the bar where she'd met Josh but he wasn't there and place was empty.

"This place only starts to work at about 11. Not much happens before then." The barman looks sympathetic but not likely to climb over the bar counter and fuck her on one of the bar stools.

She tried a slightly more upmarket place a few blocks away. It was quiet, not the place that she thought would be a pick up joint, so she drank a glass of wine and headed for the door.

"Leaving so soon? I was hoping to buy you a drink."

A big, strongly built, well dressed man stood in her way. He was just what her imagination might have brewed up during a full blown masturbation.

"I could be persuaded to stay if the right man came along."

"And what constitutes the "right man" may I ask?"

"Tall, well built, exquisitely dressed with blue eyes."

He just laughed at that.

"I take it that your answer is a yes."

"Depends on what I am saying yes too."

"How about a glass of wine, a quiet chat and possibly a dance when they start up the music?"

"Yes. I could go for that."

"Good! My name is Charles and I am from Johburg, just visiting. I see from your finger that you may very well be married. Does your husband know you are out and talking to strange men?"

"How strange are you?"

"I will leave that for you to decide and not having got an answer to my question I must assume that your husband does not know you are out on the town."

"He knows I am out. He doesn't know I am trawling the pick up joints."

"You call Celebres a pick a pick up joint? Nathaniel will be mortally wounded."

"Nathaniel is a personal friend? Whom I assume is the owner of Celebres?"

"Manager. I own this low life pick up joint."

"Oh, fuck! How to win friends and influence people. Shall I leave now?"

"Only if you object to spending the evening with a married man who will deny all knowledge of you in the morning."

"Sounds like a deal."

Nathaniel took them to a secluded booth at the far end of the bar.

"Your usual Mr Charles?"

The usual turned out to be a Moet which they drank in the privacy of the booth.

"Come sit closer Sally." was all the invitation she needed to slide up into the dimmest part of the booth and lean against him, allowing her hand to find his thigh. Strong muscled and very sexy but most of all there was a large hard shape lying down the inside of his trousers. She ran her fingers down the length and realised that she was possibly touching the longest cock she had ever chanced upon.

It was at this moment that Nathaniel arrived, topped up their glasses and then closed the curtains across the entrance to the booth.

Charles took a mouthful of wine and then kissed her transferring some of the wine into her mouth followed by his tongue.

She pushed him away.

"I need your cock out of your pants now. Please!"

Soon she had the monster that she had felt in his pants in her hand. It was a full three hands long and thick too.

He pushed her head down towards his cock and she took it in her mouth, slowly carefully but he kept on pushing her head down till she started to gag, then he let her lift her head a bit.

"Too much for you?" he said in a mocking voice whispering in her ears.

She pushed her face down swallowing more of his cock till she gagging again, then up again. With each repetition she got more down her throat until at last there was no more to be swallowed and she started moving up and down in a steady rhythm feeling him react to her stroking until she felt his cock pulsing in her mouth and a blast of cum filled her mouth and her throat.

"Now that was great. My turn to pleasure you I think."

And so saying he freed her breast from her top and softly sucked the nipple until she was moaning softly, then he slid his hand up between her legs, brushed her panties to one side and caressed her clit gently building up her arousal till she was moaning softly at first, but when she got louder he kissed her muting the sounds of her arousal.

Suddenly lifted her up, slid her down his cock all the way to his balls. She felt a bit stretched at first but soon his rhythm and her arousal had her bouncing on his lap, his cock slamming into her. It didn't take her long to cum, his tongue still in her mouth muting the sounds of her cumming.

She left him well after 11 that evening and as she walked on home, she could feel his cum dribbling down between her legs.

"Where you been? You said you were going walking but you been gone too long for that. What you been doing?"

"I have been fucking a guy with an eight inch cock and huge balls. His cum is dribbling down my legs right now. Want to eat it out of me?

He picked her up and dumped her onto the couch, spread her legs and actually ate the cum out of her pussy. She was surprised and a bit disgusted, but he seemed to enjoy that Then when she came he slid his cock into her, hard and fast. As usual he only lasted a a dozen or so thrusts and if truth be told after Charles' monster he didn't make much impression on her pussy.

He grumbled afterwards that she didn't take any photos.

"Am I,"she wondered "Just his porn star? Nothing more?"