coffee klatch

Joycelet

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Every Tuesday morning the local grocery has free coffee and doughnuts in their little deli. A goup of us gather anbd chat, and some of us have become quite close and enjoy talking with one another.

One fellow and I always seek each other out and try to sit together and talk and laugh about a lot of things, avoiding politics and religion and all that stuff, to just laugh and giggle.

I've been waiting. One of these days he will ask me for a date and we will end up making love, because I love him.

I dont love my husband any less. He has his eye on a couple of the other ladies, one married and one a widow.

How do we put this together without scheduling a neighborhood orgy?, which now to think of it, wouldnt be too bad either.
 
Brandon

After several weeks of having coffee and donuts at the deli, it seems that on most weeks I end up sitting with the same person and talking. I'm pretty sure she is married (still wears her rings all the time), but I get the definite impression that she would like our chatting relationship to move a little further; so this week, I'm going to suggest a "lunch date" and see how she responds.

Getting my coffee and one of my favorite donuts (love them all) and heading for our 'usual table', I chat with anyone around that is already there; as soon as you arrive, your grab your coffee and head for 'our table'. I get a whole lot bigger smile than anyone else in the place.

After sitting and talking for a few minutes and finishing our coffee, I start to stand up to leave; but before standing, I lean over the table, brush my hand against yours, "How about lunch, sometime soon? Seems like we always have to leave here in the middle of our conversation. I'll leave my cell phone number under the windshield wiper on your car on a business card."

Hmmm, do I see a little red creeping into your cheeks as you nod slightly.
 
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Joyce

The minute he was out of sight I excused myself and ran to my car. There it was. His business card and cell phone number.

What the hell was an old retired guy doing with a business card? maybe it was from his old working days, but pulled out my cellphone and dialed him.

His voice was right there and I asked him what was wrong with today although we had just eaten donuts. Normally I rarely eat more than one meal a day, but I didnt have to eat and then thought how good he would taste if he came in my mouth.

We made a date for lunch at a restaurant in a nearby town where it would be unlikely fior anyone we knew tio catch us. He was there before me, and when we met I immediately gave him a kiss and let him know I wanted him, and before long over a small salad we agreed to go get a motel room.

He told me he didnt have a wife or girlfriend, and I just said "until now"
 
A motel room sounds good to me too . . . maybe in the future we can just meet at my place. Being a single old guy, my wife divorced me years ago, there wont' be any interruptions at my place, unless Joyce's husband decides to interrupt us . . . we'll see about that later.

Getting the key from the desk clerk, as well as a sly smile like he knew what was going on, I huuried back to my car and drove toward the room with you in quick pursuit. My bladder was bout to burst from the coffee, so I hurried into the room and into the bathroom to take care of matters.

I came back into the room to find the door locked and you standing there with you blouse and bra already off and your hand at the zipper on your slacks.
 
Joyce

When he came out of the john I was almost undressed. I pushed my slacks down and wore only my shoes, since i hadnt worn any underwear. Sitting on the bed I took off my shoes and then kicked off my slacks and was naked.

I laid back on the bed with my legs spread and held out my arms telling him to hurry and undress and come fuck me.

He mentioned going to his place in the future, but with all the prying eyes of the neighbors, I didnt want to be seen but I had a couple of ideas in mind for how to do what I wanted to do without the cost of a motel room.
 
Watching you finish undressing and lay back on the bed, completely naked and pussy wide open . . . I quickly got rid of my clothes and stood at beside the bed, stroking my cock and looking at you . . . I can already see moisture forming on you pussy lips, your pussy hair soaked and matted . . .

Crawling on the bed between your legs, your eyes begging for my cock . . . I run a finger up and down your wet slit and rub your clit, watching you jump on the bed as I touch you.

Lowering my body on top of you . . . the head of my cock finding your sweet opening . . . and sliding in . . . balls deep . . .
 
Joyce

Oh Brandon--- what more coukld I say except OH BRANDON!

That feels so good. Frank hasnt touched me like this in months. I need your cock so much!

Then I told him I couldnt come to his house without the neighbors seeing me, but late at night I can take the dog fior a walk if he doesnt mind her coming too.

Also after Frank goes to sleep he can damn well wake up in an empty bed because I will be in yours. Of course he wants to sleep with Doris so maybe everything can work out just as we want it to.

I kissed him and told him I loved him and that I was huis woman to do with as he chose. Then I asked him why he wasnt having an affair with Doris and he blushed and told me he was fucking her several times a week.
 
Well, it's out in the open now . . . my little fling with Doris. Obviously, it doesn't bother Joyce; actually, I think you might be intersted in a 3-some with Doris and me. Actually, I wonder what's up with you husband; maybe he might like a little action with Doris and get his old dick a little more active too . . . might even find out that his wife is still a pretty hot fuck!!

"Since you know Doris, and now you know I have been fucking her already . . . maybe we just need to expand our group a bit?"

But before you have time to answer, I push you back on the bed and dive between your thighs with my face and feel your legs wrapped around my neck while I eat some tasty pussy until you cum again and I get to taste it . . . god you are so sweet tasting . . .

Standing up to show you my hard cock . . . stroking it while you watch . . . groaning as i start to cum and shoot my next load all over your tits . . . best body lotion I know of.

"Hate to end this little fuckfest, but I think we better get going . . . you've got my number. Why don't you talk to Doris, and your hubby if you want to . . . and then let me know when and where and I'll bring another hard cock to the party!!"
 
Joyce

As he ate my pussy I thought WHAT FUN!

I was having an affair with Brandon who was having an affair with Doris, a neighbor whom I like and whom I knew my husband Frank wanted to fuck.

"We'll have to work out a schedule but I dont know how I can sell it to her", I said

But after he licked me clean, I knew I would tell Frank all of it, and see what might happen.
 
"Tell you what, sweetie . . . after you talk to Frank, give me a call. I'll head over to Doris' house. I have a feeling I can persuade her to make this a group, especially when I tell her that she will have 2 cocks who want to fuck her and and another mouth that wants to eat her sweet pussy."
 
Joyce

Stopping at the market on the way home, I ran into another neighbor - John.

He cornered me and told me he was glad i was alone so we could talk privately. He said he and his wife Karen had gone to Culver City, a suburb where Brandon and I had our miotel tryst,. He sauid he saw mwe cioming out of thbe miotel roonm wuith him, and kissing him openly next to my unique car which he recognized.

He accused me of having had sex with Brandon, and asked if I was a swinger or was available for another partner. What could I say? I admitted that we had sex and I told John I would be happy to do so with him, especially when he told me he and his wife Karen had joined the lifestyle, and he would have her call me and arrange a dinner date, and whatever might happen for dessert.

Karen is a cutie and i knew Frank likes her. Besides, if she likes girls, I like her too and would love to get it on with her.
 
Heading on home and lying down for a short nap; waiting for Joyce to call me after she gets home and talks to her hubby about a group thing that may involve Doris. Pretty sure I can talk Doris into almost anything, just as long as she gets her turn on my cock.
 
Joyce

The phone rang and it was Karen. We chatted about other things, and she then asked us to come to dinner the following night. I had tipped Frank off and he was excited about the possibilities. He again told me he thought she was really cute and nbice, and that when he looked at her and saw those appealing lips he imagined them wrapped around his cock.

I wanted to see that too, and would enjoy doing whatever I might do to let it happen.

Then I called Brandon and told him that we had been seen, and things were on the agenda that might prove interesting. We decided to call off our date tonight, but quietly and secretly I thought if Frank went to sleep, I might sneak over across the street and surprise him.
 
At first, I was concerned that we had been seen, but when you said that there were "things on the agenda that might prove interesting", I waited for more info, but you didn't tell me anymore . . at least not now. I'll wait a couple of hours to see if I hear any more from you, then I will give Doris a call . . . pretty sure whe would like a good fuck tonight . . . I'll even hint at looking for another to join us and see what her response is.
 
Joyce

I never told Frank about my chat with John. I just told him we were going to Karen and John's for dinner tomorrow night. He asked what was on the agenbda for tonight and I honestly told him nothing, so we went to bed and cuddled but didnt fuck.

We both turned away and were back to back until I listened to his sterady breathing. I giot up and went to the batyhroom, but went out the other door into the dressing room, and then the garage and out the side door and in my nightie, ran across the street and opened Brandon's door and went to his bedroom

There he was fucking Doris, and i wasnt sure what to do until he saw me and invited me to join them.

I got naked and crawled on the bed and he rolled to her side and I saw his cum leaking out of her red and swollen cunt.

I lost no time in crawling right in and with my tongue, tasting the two of them as Doris stroked the back of my neck and Brandon stroked my back down to my ass as I ate her pussy.

She was my first since college, and i listened to Brandon ask all about what I had alluded to when I talked with him earlier.

I couldnt talk with my mouthful, but eventually told him he would have to wait until after tomorrow night, and then I might tell him.

Then I leaned over and started to suck him, again filling my mouth so I didnt have to talk, but swinging my ass up toward the head of the bed and straddling Doris's mouth and letting her equalize the relationship.

I felt guilty and thought about asking her to go over and sleep with Frank, but that might have been too much too soon, but it was certainly a possibility for the future.
 
What a fucking turn of events!! What started out as a good fuck with Doris has turned into an all out threesome . . . and I am finding out more and more about Doris and Joyce all the time. With my cock getting all hard in Joyce's mouth and with her cunt draped over Doris' face, about all I can do now is lie back and enjoy another good cock-sucking . . . this one from Joyce. With two free hands . . and by twisting a bit on the bed I can grab one of Joyce's tits and squeeze her nipple as I start getting ready to cum in her mouth . . . and still at the same time grab Doris' ass and play with her tight opening back here as she eats Joyce's pussy. And listen to all the moaning going on in my bedroom.
 
Joyce

After we all came we just cuddled together and went to sleep. When I awoke I looked at his bedside clock and it was 5 AM. I slid out od bed trying not to waken Brandon or Doris, and naked, ran across the street and into our garage and then house.

Sliding in bed with Frank he asked where I was and I told him I got up to go potty and then let the dog out, hoping he hadnt been awake long enough to know i was out most of the night.

He rolled over on top of me and we had a nice morning fuck and then I went back to sleep as he got up.

I wondered how i would tell him that Karen and John were swingers and we would probably wind up with them tonight.

He brought me a cup of coffee and sat on the bed, and came right out and asked me what the fuck was going on.
 
After Joyce hurried out of my house and back across the street to hers, Doris and I cuddled up and fell back to sleep for a couple of hours . . . and finshed off the early morning with a nice long love-making sessions, not a quick fuck, but one of those that last what seems like forever until we both came together and collapsed on the bed . . .

I got up and put the coffee maker on while Doris found the robe she keeps and my house and met me at the kitchen table. Looked up to see Joyce and Frank walking across the street . . . mmm, could be an interesting discussion.
 
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Joyce

Frank had good idea what was happenning. He knew I had been gone most of the night and when he confronted me I admitted that i couldnt sleep and got up and went over to Brandon's house to fuck, but he was in bed with Doris and the three of us got it on, and it was my first threesome since I was in college,.

He demanded that we go over and have a chat, so still in my nightgown and him in his pajamas, we put on robes, and now in the daylight, went across the street.

Brandon met us at the door, and the men shook hands and congratulated each iother on having the sexiest cunt in town to fuck, although neither said whether it meant me or Doris.

Leading us into his kitchen/family room, which is adjacent to his master bedroom and the door was open, we could see Doris still in the bed with the sheet covering her to the waist, but her tits were exposed bare.

Brandon suggested it wa time to tell him my little secret that I had promised I would tell him after tonight. I was reluctant to tell him who, but I did say that another neighbor confronted me in the market after our coffee session yesterday, and told me he and his wife had seen me emerge from a motel with Brandon and after a few torrid kisses, I got in my car and drove home. I looked at Brandon and told hinm I coukldnt yet tell him who it was, but Frank knew because of our dinner date tonight with Karen and John.

"He said he and his wife were swingers and he wanted to get it on with Frank and me", I told Brandon, "But until they tell me it is OK, I cant tell you who it is."

He just said "Well, let me warm you up for yur party tonight, and Frank can do the same with Doris", and led us into his bedroom. He pulled back the covers and naked Doris awoke and looked at us, but Frank and I got naked and the four of us were together in a tangle on his big king-size bed.

After Frank fucked Doris and Brandon fucked me, they agreed that they had the TWO hottest cunts in the neighborhood and congratulated each other, but we all agreed to seduce John and Karen into our circle, but kept it a surprise as to their identity.
 
One of the things I have never shared with Doris is that I love to eat pussy, well she knows that, but I also love to eat freshly-fucked pussy. I have never been, and am not interested, in any man-on-man sexual activity, but I do love the feel of a freshly fucked cunt all over my face, and when I am eating a just-fucked cunt, i can usually make my partner cum again and mix everything with some fresh pussy juices . .

Pushing Doris back on the bed, I get to taste her juices mixed with Frank's fresh load . . . I wonder what Frank will do with this . . .
 
Frank

Afgfter we fuckjed the ladies, branbdinb started tio eat the cream pie I left in Doris, and what could I do? I did what I often do. I ate the cream pie in my wife's cunt, even though it was another man who left it there.

I love doing it and she loves me doing it, and she writhed and squirmed and cried out when she again came from my wild vigorious tongue.

After we finished, he said he supposed I would do it again tonight after our dinner party, and I could never think of a more delightful dessert.
 
"How about a cup of coffee . . . I think we all need to sit back for a few minutes and get our strength back . . . sounds like it could be a pretty wild evening . .. and I don't want to miss a thing!"
 
Joyce

We all had coffee and chatted about tonight and the possibilities. Three couples would be fun and we almost identified the third couple but I nmanaged to catch my tongue in time and with a little grin, told them they would know soon enough.

It would be noticeable enough to return home in our nightclothes, so Brandon was nice enough to lend Frank a raincoat. I took off my nightie and told Brandon to just keep it over at his place. With a long jacket over my nude body we ran home and looked at each other, undecided whether to fuck again or rest up for tonight, and we decided to just rest so we went to bed and planned on how we would handle ourselves tonight, but knew the hosts would be in charge and we would just have to go with the flow and let them set the scene and the pace.
 
Agreeing with you that we needed to take a quick nap and get our strength back . . anticipating a "hard night" . . . I quickly fell asleep. When I woke up, it had been almost 2 hours and you were still sleeping with one big-ass grin on your face. Reaching around to cup a tit in my hand and kiss you on the neck, knowing this would get your juices flowing again, "I'm going to hit the shower,baby . . . want to join me and wash my back?"
 
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