Discovered (Part Two)

She began removing her business suit, first the jacket, then unbuttoning the white blouse and pulling it free from the waistband of her skirt. It revealed a black bra trimmed with a lot of red and black lace, cut low but pushing her tits up firmly, with such an inviting cleavage. Her breast are great anyway firm not too large but more than ample. Next she unzipped and slowly pulled down the grey skirt, it fell to the floor and she stepped out of it. Thrill upon thrill she was wearing stockings, sheer black just like mine. Garter belt and panties that matched he bra and the icing on the cake her high heeled 'fuck me' shoes. By now of course my cock was straining to be released from it's nylon prison. Staring down at my erection she said "So I can still get you excited then as well as your filthy cum stained magazines" "You look fucking amazing" I said "so incredibly sexy". Standing facing me looking straight in the eyes, she reached down and caressed my cock through the thin nylon gauze. "Hmmm you really are pleased to see me" With that she teased it from the tight fabric, lightly stroking it, before forming a circle with her forefinger and thumb and pushing it over the engorged head of my prick. For two or three minutes she played with me like this, stroking, teasing, running her thumb over the tip, occasionally making me jolt and convulse with the intense pleasure she was giving me. Then she slipped both hands into the side of my panties and slid them down my legs, until they were around my ankles. panties around ankles always a great look I think. She cupped my balls with one hand and began sliding the other up and down my thick shaft. Kneeling down she helped remove the panties from my feet and then, much to my surprise, took my cock into her mouth. Oh what pleasure, the sensual warm and wet sensations of that mouth was just heaven. Her tongue was around my cock head as she sucked on me, this was alternated her licking the full length, starting at the base all the way to the tip, just like a lollipop. I was in ecstasy, who doesn't enjoy a good blowjob! But then I was rudely shaken out from my euphoric state by the ringing of the doorbell. "Oh shit" I said. "What" said my wife. "It's my friend" "FRIEND, what do you mean" "Well I have this friend who sometimes comes round, he err he shares my love of lingerie and soiled magazines" "Oh I see another dirty wanker" "Well best let him in" she said. "No, I will tell him to go away" I said, trying to sound convincing. "You will do no such thing, invite him in and bring him to the bedroom". So down the stairs I went, opened the door and quickly tried to fill him in with events of the past few minutes. Reluctantly he came in and followed me upstairs. Nervously he faced my wife, so bizarre as he obviously still had on his street clothes, including a fairly heavy coat. And my wife stood there in her sexy underwear and high heels. "So, you are?" she said. "Errrr, Dave" said my friend. "Dave, so what are you two lovers or something". In unison we both stammered NO, just friends. "Friends" she said in a questioning manner. "What exactly does that mean"? "Well we sometimes get together, dress up pore over each others magazines and the we..... err, then we err..." "Wank each other off I suppose you are tying to say" she said, mockingly. "Not always, mostly we wank ourselves off, it's the dressing up together and looking at each others cum stained magazines, that we enjoy". "But you wanked each other off before" "Once or twice" I said very sheepishly. "Right Dave you best get undressed, or is it dressed, either way you best get ready for some action"! After a few minutes Dave re-entered the bedroom and nervously stood there in his Basque, which was purple and black, matching reef panties and sheer black stockings with a very sexy lace trim at the top. I was quite envious, because he looked gorgeous, so sexy. My wife commented on how good he looked as well but then he was a few years younger than us, with a well defined body. "So do you have your smutty magazines with you"? She said. "Ermmm yes in this bag" "Well get them out, I want to see what turns you two on". "Clear a space on the bed, Terry" she said to me. Space cleared and Dave removed about 20 magazines from his bag and placed them on the bed. While Dave and I stood next to each other, my wife quickly leafed through his magazines. "They are as disgusting as yours" she said to me. "So get started, show me what you two get up in my absence". We moved towards the bed and each picked up a magazine. We both half reluctantly started flicking through the pages, the one I was looking at had been very well used and the pungent aroma of stale cum assaulted my nostrils. I love this smell and often hold a magazine like this close to my face to inhale as I jerk myself off. Do the smell I was now detecting was beginning to work it's magic and my now flaccid member was starting to stir. Dave noticed this and combined with his relaxing into the strange scenario, was also starting to get hard and shortly his cut prick was pushing against the taught piece of nylon that was trying to contain it. "Ha ha, finally some action" said my wife. "I think we can remove that useless bit of nylon". And with that moved behind Dave and yanked down his little panties. "That's better now I can properly see what we have here". She reached around him and gently wrapped her hand round his cock. He flinched at first not expecting her to touch him but soon relaxed. Reaching round with her other hand she cupped his scrotum, whilst sliding her hand up and down his shaft and quite a generous shaft it was too. He was certainly larger than me, a fact my wife had noticed saying "what a nice big boy you are"! Soon she turned him round and pulled him towards her crushing his swollen cock against her slightly, rounded belly. Then she sank to her knees and to my surprise, encircled her lips over the top of his engorged knob. He moaned as her soft, wet lips sucked him in. I looked on longingly, knowing how good she was and found myself stroking my rigid cock. Dave now had his eyes closed as he lost himself in the euphoric moment of oral ecstasy. Dave's breathing was becoming more rapid and deeper as he was getting closer to orgasm but Sara didn't want him to cum yet and seeing she was in control of this scenario, she stopped. Leaving panting and wanting more. "So you were enjoying that as well" Sara said to me "is it because you want me suck you, or because you want to suck Dave"? "Well come on answer Terry". "Errr well a bit of both I suppose". With that Sara shuffled over to me and wrapped her gorgeous red lips around my swollen glans, after first wiping away some pre cum that was leaking from me and then licking her finger. She didn't allow too much pleasure though, just enough to tease me and leave me wanting for more.