Old Habits Ch. 2

Date: 20.06.2008

Keywords: Old, Ch., 2, Habits,

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"That feels amazing!" She leaned back until she was reclining fully on the arm of the large sofa. Her legs dangled either side and her pussy was staring at us like a crumpled rosebud as Meli's fingers entered.

"Do you mind her doing this?" I quietly asked the shop assistant.

She quickly shook her head and returned her gaze to Meli. "Do you just watch her?" she asked me almost in a whisper.

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"Well, I get the feeling you two do this regularly as a turn-on. Am I right? What's your role?"

"His role is to fuck me!" Meli giggled. She was still lying back on the fat padded arm of the sofa.

The woman blushed bright red, but didn't respond. My cock was about to bust out of my pants and I figured that no objection meant no objection. I unzipped my pants slowly and watched the woman as my hard cock fell free.

"Oh, my goodness!" the woman gasped quietly, as her hand went to her chest. She remained immobile watching me walk toward the reclining Meli who was moaning loudly.

"Meli, babe," I said quietly as I approached.

"Please, please, please," she begged, in a giggling little-girl voice that I found incredibly arousing.

She wriggled her little body towards me, as if to receive my swollen prick. I leaned down towards her writhing hips and tickled her glistening folds with the head of my cock.

"Please!" she almost yelled, wrapping her slender legs around my butt and pulling me into her.

I entered her quickly. Meli gasped and her eyes opened wide as I felt the tip of my cock touch her cervix. I almost came immediately, Meli had got me so horny in the shop, but I held still for a moment.

I looked around at the woman to gauge her reaction to this; she was still standing where she was, breathing heavily, staring. Her hands were together, kneading. I felt my urge to orgasm subside, so I started moving in and out of Meli. For the next few minutes, I thought of nothing but the sensations of being inside Meli.

Until I heard a little sound behind me.

I turned to see the woman had sat down in a matching Chesterfield tub chair and was fingering herself through her underwear. Her dress was up around her waist and her hand was hard between her legs. I smiled.

"You've got great legs," Meli said, who'd also noticed the woman touching herself.

"Oh," the woman said, blushing brightly once more, and stopping her masturbation.

"Don't let us stop you," Meli giggled, as she wriggled her hips, and clenched my cock hard. That wriggle and clench did it. I spurted inside her what I had left after our morning's - and previous night's - lovemaking.

"That did it, huh!?" Meli giggled uncontrollably, as she withdrew my softening cock and leaned up on her elbows to watch the woman.

"Are you done?" the woman asked Meli, somewhat wistfully.

"I'm never done!" Meli said in a sly little voice, slinging a leg over the sofa and reclining on its seat. She'd left a 'snail trail' of sexy juices all over the sofa's glossy leather arm which the woman looked at. For a moment, I though she was going to rush off to get a cloth to wipe it but, instead, she looked at Meli and spoke.

"You two can stay if you want. We're not busy on Saturdays till after lunch usually".

I wasn't sure what her invitation meant and wondered how to reply but, as usual, Meli cut to the chase.

"You should come over here" she suggested, in her beautiful quiet way. Meli stroked her soft breasts and lay back on the sofa. "What's your name, anyway?"

"Marcia," the woman said, standing up. She looked nervous, but excited.

"Are you married, Marcia? A boyfriend?" Meli asked, as she parted her legs slightly.

"Neither," Marcia replied, "Not for a long time". A look of sadness crossed her face as she said this.

Meli continued to part her legs until Marcia could clearly see her pussy, still wet from our sex a few minutes earlier. Meli took Marcia's hand as she moved to the sofa and gently placed it on her slit.

"Is that nice?" Meli asked, curling her lips in a playful smile.

"I've never touched another woman," Marcia said with a deep blush. Suddenly, she looked beautiful.

"Only a man, huh?" Meli said, winking at me.

Marcia looked at my hanging cock, which responded by twitching once or twice.

"Make me cum, Marcia," Meli said in her hypnotic, sugary voice. "Please. Just do what you do to yourself".

Marcia knelt and licked her fingers. I took a step closer to watch. Meli's rosebud was wide open and glistening like it was coated with oil. Marcia started to gently massage Meli's pink lips.

"Ooohh, yeah, you got it, honey!" Meli murmured, as she stretched herself out, inviting Marcia's hand.

Marcia's kneeling figure attracted me, bent over Meli's delicious pussy and I moved closer still. I touched Marcia's hair gently. She turned around briefly and smiled, her first obvious, unashamed, show of pleasure.

"Do you mind?" I asked.

Marcia shook her head and turned her attention back to Meli's sweetly dripping honey box. I wondered what Marcia would do if I ran my hands down either side of her slender velvet hips. Only one way to find out, I thought.

"Oh my God!" Meli yelled. Marcia had hit the spot, obviously.

My hands caressed Marcia's shapely butt and I was surprised that she responded by pushing it towards me. Then, from a kneeling position, she got on all fours, moving her face into Meli's folds.

From here, I simply couldn't resist. My cock was hardening once more as I lifted Marcia's dress above her waist. She was wearing semi-sheer panties without stockings. I traced my fingers around the elastic of the legs and pulled them gently down.

"You smell great, Marcia" I said, as I pressed my nose against the wisps of hair I uncovered. She was wet. Very wet.

A little wriggle of her butt followed and I moved my tongue to her creamy lips and started nibbling. A little tremor moved through Marcia's body. But still she kept at Meli who, by now, was crying out loudly.

From my limited experience of Meli, I knew she was about to come. My cock was fully hard again, too, and with Marcia's pussy, shiny right at my nose, just there, I couldn't help myself.

"Oh, yeah!" Marcia moaned in a deep husky voice as I pressed the head of my cock against the folds of her vagina.

I pushed until the head of my prick was inside her. I wanted to go slowly but Marcia had other ideas. She bucked back against me until I was half in and contracted her pussy tightly.

I almost came when she did this - like I did with Meli earlier - and knew that I wouldn't hold on for too long. So I started sliding in and out gripping Marcia's hips with my hands, pulling her hard towards me. Her own hands moved to her clit and started playing with it too. Obviously she wanted an orgasm and knew what she needed to do.

"Oh God!!!!!" Meli finally yelled, at such a high pitch I'm surprised that French mirror didn't shatter.

Marcia giggled and I laughed, as we watched Meli's relaxed body slump. Now we could concentrate on ourselves.

"It's been a while, huh, Marcia?" I asked, starting a steady rhythm, gliding in and out.

She turned her head marginally and I saw her cheeks were still beautifully flushed bright red. "Longer than you can imagine!"

"So you want to become our sex slave then?" I laughed, feeling my cock expand inside her.

"If it's like this, I'd consider it," she replied, in her business-woman's tone of voice.

She was still fingering her clit and I knew I was going to come soon. I told her so.

"Go on then," was all she said.

By now, Meli was sitting somewhat upright. Her naked body was shiny with sweat - and other fluids - and I was turned on by both Marcia's svelte body still in its velvet dress and, of course, Meli's superb nakedness.

Marcia wiggled her hips in a way which made me come hard. Although there wasn't much in me left to spurt, the orgasm felt powerful, strengthened by the 'forbidden' aspect of fucking Marcia in her shop with Meli watching.

A moment later, I think Marcia came too. I say "I think" because I wasn't sure. Her body twitched while I was still inside her and she let out a little moan. Then she slowly withdrew from me and kneeled once more, leaning on the sofa's arm near Meli. She was back to the Marcia from earlier on - impossible to read.

"Well, was that fun?" Meli giggled. "We'd better get dressed. You've probably got work to do, Marcia".

Meli struggled to her feet and plucked her skimpy garments from the floor. Marcia stared as Meli slid into her skirt and adjusted her top, again examining herself in the French mirror.

"I like this mirror, hon," Meli murmured to nobody in particular.

Then she turned to face the still-kneeling Marcia, who'd pulled her dress down but hadn't put her panties back on.

"Marcia, would you accept $1800?"

Marcia was still for a moment before she gave a tiny nod. I thought, too, I saw a little smile at the corner of her lips.

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Keywords: Old, Ch., 2, Habits,


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