Protection (closed)

As Molly and I head down the stairs, I hear you ripping the bag open . . . and here is what you find:

Your black, lacy bra that will barely cover your growing tits . . . along with a black thong that barely qualifies as clothing since there is so little material;

A black top that is quite low-cut and will show plenty of cleavage . . and will geive me a constant hard-on knowing that Tom, as well as any other guy within sight of you, will be quite a view of your breasts;

A long flowing skirt that any breeze at all will whip up around your legs . . . and if there is any light at all behind you, is practically see-thru; and

A pair of your black fuck-me heels.

I'll let you help me decide what to wear when I get back home. As I drop Molly off, I give Tom a bit of an idea what you are wearing in case he wants to hint to Sarah what to wear tonight.
 
As soon as you come back, you find me in our room in nothing but the bra, thong and black heels. I look at you with a grin, a little giddy over what we’re about to do. I’ve already chosen some things for you to wear and your khaki pants and black dress shirt are on the bed, along with the pair of tight black briefs that I like so much.

“Hey, baby.” I say as I wrap my arms around your neck and pull you in for a kiss. “I miss you while you were gone.”
 
"I didn't tell Tom too much, just a hint at what you will be wearing incase he wanted to make any suggestions to Sarah. And as much as I would like to sample my baby's 'merchandies' right now, I think I better wait until later," although I do take time to pull you close for a kiss, my hands stealing down to cup your bare ass and give you a nice squeeze.

I'm sure you can feel my hard cock thru my sweats I have been wearing all day. Before I get any more aroused than I already am, I let you go and start undressing and picking up the clothes you have laid out for me.
 
We can’t seem to keep our hands to one another as we dress. Hands straying on naked flesh, we’re soon dressed and I can tell how excited you are from the bulge in your pants. I can’t help but steal one more kiss and a squeeze of your cock before we head out to meet Tom and Sarah.

They are both just as giddy as we are as we load into the car to head towards the restaurant. Sarah is dressed in a beautiful red dress that clings to her like a second skin and Tom is dressed casually in jeans and a button down shirt. Sarah and I chatter in the backseat as Tom talks sports, a normal conversation for four people that are about to spend the night in ecstasy.
 
As much as we all know where this night is headed . . . our bedrooms . . . Tom and Sarah still have no idea what we have in store for them earlier in the evening. Tom and Sarah take us to their favorite restaurant, a little Italian place in the city that I have heard of; as a former cop, I probably know where every restaurant is, but I have never eaten at this one. Tom knows the owner and called ahead to reserve us a quiet, private table back in the corner.

As we settle into our seats, I feel Sarah's hand reach over and caress my thigh . . . pretty sure Tom's hand is reaching for you at the same time . . .
 
Tom’s hand settles on my thighs and I know that he is thinking about the things that we are going to get into that evening. “So, Alan and I have a little announcement to make. We’re expecting.” I say with a grin and Tom and Sarah share a look between one another.

“Really?” Sarah asks. “Cause we just found out that we are too!” She exclaims, looking at Tom with such an aching look of love.
 
"Congratulations, guys . . . Tom, it looks like we will have a lot to share with each other over the ne4xt few months." Reaching under the table and squeezing Sarah's hand . . . allowing her to drift a bit further up my thigh; whispering to her, "If you keep that up, I won't be able to walk out of here." She smiled back and me and gave my cock a squeeze before pulling her hand back and clasping them together on top of the table.
 
“I’m so excited for you two.” I say, looking at Tom and Sarah with a wide smile on my face. I reach over and draw Tom in for a kiss, laughing softly as our lips meet and then I look over at Sarah.

“I would never have thought you were expecting. Your belly is still so flat and trim.” I say, a little envous that I’m showing so soon.

“But her breasts have grown tenfold.” Tom says with a laugh.
 
"I guess everyone shows differently . .. . Michaela's breasts are growing, and she already has a nice belly bump. Maybe Tom and I will have to perform our own examination later to see just what the differences are." A bit of a giggle from the girls.

Following your example, I lean over and pull Sarah to me for a brief kiss, my hand hidden from view as my fingers caress her breast thru her revealing dress.
 
Sarah whimpers as you caress her sensitive breasts, the size of them obviously increasing since the last time we played. I look at Tom and wink as you two part and we continue on with our meal. It’s obvious that we all are waiting for our play time and after dinner, we get back into the car and head towards the adult theater.

“You guys are going to have so much fun tonight. Alan and I like to go here when we’re feeling naughty,” I say, looking at Sarah and seeing the excitement in her eyes.
 
Walking into the adult book store, I watch as Tom and Sarah wander toward the toy section. I head over to the clerk and pay for two couples for the theater. Behind the counter, I see a few toys that are "specials" for the night. I pick out an item, pay for it, and ask the clerk to hold it until we leave. She smiles and agrees.

I motion to you, Tom, and Sarah to come to where I an standing, Looking at Tom and Sarah, "I know we have all watched some adult movies at home, but tonight, we are going to watch some action on the big screen in the back room here." Tom smiles (he knows what I am talking about), but Sarah has a questioning look on her face.

Taking you by the hand, "Follow us." Once we enter the theater, we stop for a moment for our eyes to adjust to the darkness. I hear Sarah gasp a bit as she sees a full-size movie screen. Leading them over to the 'couple's section', we find seats and sit down.

It soon becomes obvious to Sarah (and the rest of us) that there is as much going on in the theater as on the screen. Just a few feet down the aisle in front of us, we can see a couple of guys kissing, until one drops to his knees and starts pulling the other guy's cock out and sucking on it.

Leaning over to you, "Slide your hand up under your skirt and get your finger wet . . . then give it to Tom to lick off."
 
Looking at you as you suggest that I give Tom a little taste, I grin and lean over to kiss you passionately. You must be incredibly horny to be suggesting that, I think to myself. My skirt is being lifted up my legs and I’m pressing my fingers into my pussy in a moment, sighing at the contact against my throbbing clit. Turning towards Tom, I pull him in for a kiss as well, my tongue swirling against his before the kiss breaks and I press my wet fingers against his lips, giving him the taste that he licks off eagerly.

“Baby, get a taste of sweet Sarah on your fingers. I want her to taste herself.” I murmur against your ear as Tom sucks on my fingers, my teeth closing over your sensitive lobe and tugging gently.
 
Kneeling in front of Sarah, I slide a hand up under her skirt, her thighs parting with no resistance. Finding the material of her thong, I slide a finger under and split her lips . . . soaking wet and dripping . . . playing with her clit for just a moment, I coat my finger with her juices.

Smiling at you and your suggestion, I inhale deeply her scent on my fingers, then rub my fingers across her lips and slip them between her lips, giving her a taste of her incredible fuck juices.

As she moans at the taste, I know that whatever we do from here, she is all in and ready for a night of ecstasy. She turns to Tom and kisses him passionately, burying her tongue in his mouth, sharing the taste of her pussy with him.

Settling back into my seat, I motion you to stand in front of me; lifting your skirt to your hips . . . quite an audience we have already . . . I grasp the waist band of your thong and slide them down, exposing you bare ass to the view of anyone who is looking.
 
I moan softly as you lift my skirt up, showing my ass to the people behind us as you slip my thong down my legs. I step out of them and remain standing in front of you, a look of lust in my eyes.

“Would you lick my pussy, baby? I want to feel your tongue.” I murmur softly, my hands running through your hair as I hear Sarah let out a little moan beside us.

Turning our heads, she see Tom’s hand buried beneath her skirt, obviously fucking his wife with his fingers. The sight is so fucking hot, I think to myself as I turn my gaze back to you an smile.
 
"You know I won't refuse that request," as you step back and I kneel in front of you. Kissing your belly, I trail kisses down until I reach the warm, moist lips that I love so much. A few guys, even a couple of women step a bit closer . . . not invading our space, but closer . . . as your moans increase and they know what is happening.

Cupping your ass with my hands, massaging your butt with my fingers . . . I lick your clit firmly with my tongue, pushing you toward your first climax of the evening . . . and I sure there will be several more before Tom and Sarah go home tonight.
 
Moaning softly as your tongue snakes through my wet folds, I know that I am in for a wild ride tonight. Whimpering as your hands cup my ass, massaging the flesh as you tongue my clit firmly. My hips are bucking, begging for more as I hear Sarah cry out and cum on Tom’s fingers, her entire body twitching and moving as Tom moves his fingers from her pussy to her lips, making her clean all of her juices from his skin.

“Fuck…” I groan at the sight, cumming on your tongue in a warm, wet rush.
 
Once you start to cum, I pull you even tighter against my face, not wanting even a drop of your sweet nectar to fall to the floor. Glancing around, I see more than one hard cock shooting a load all over the floor.

I drop your skirt to the floor and you sit in the seat beside me, needing a few minutes to catch your breath . . . and get ready for the fucking you know you are going to get before we leave her tonight.

As the others turn their attention back to the frantic action on the screen, I feel your hand on my cock . . . definitely hard and ready to go. Leaning over to you, "Who gets to fuck you here tonight?"
 
Panting as I stroke your cock through your pants, looking into your eyes as you ask who gets to fuck me here tonight. “Tom.” I say softly, squeezing your cock gently as I know you’ll agree to that request. “And I want to see you take Sarah bent over one of the theater seats.”

I lean in and kiss you with a growing passion, whimpering as I feel your cock twitch at the idea of having Sarah there in the theater as she’s bent over the beck of a theater seat. Seems that I’m not the only one who’s all hot and bothered.
 
Leaning over toward Tom, "Tom, Michaela wants you to fuck her . . . right here, right now." He looks a bit surprised, but nods eagerly and stands, reaching a hand toward you and helping you out of your seat.

At the same time, I stand and take Sarah and pull her standing in front of me . . . wrapping my arms around her and pressing my body against hers. As we kiss, I unzip her dress. Once the kiss is broken, I push it down over her body, slowly exposing her bra and thong to the theater. A bit hesitant, she soon smiles at me, giving herself fully to me . . . as you have given yourself to Tom.
 
Tom pulls my skirt up to my waist, finding that my thong is already gone. I let out a whimper as he pulls me down into his lap, grinding his hard cock against my naked pussy. I moaned and lean back against him, gasping as he pulls down my top and soon has my bra down as well, exposing my tits to the theater.

“You like that, Michaela?” He whispers against my ear and I nod, whimpering as he quickly undoes his pants and thrusts into my wet and waiting body. “Look at your husband. He’s giving my wife the ride of her life.”

I turn my eyes towards you and am instantly turned on by the sight of shy little Sarah being fucked like a little whore over the back of a movie theater seat.
 
Laying her dress over a seat, I quickly remove her bra . . . her pregnant tits bouncing free to the delight of the audience we now have. Sliding her thong down around her ankles, she picks it up and throws it on her dress.

Pushing her head forward and bending her over the back row of seats in the section in front of us, I drop my slacks and black briefs, my hard cock now ready for action too. Pressing into her from behind, I grab her hips and pull her hard back against me.

More that a few guys are standing around jerking their cocks . . . not too many people watching the movie right now.
 
Tom licks and kisses at my throat, his fingers pinching and rolling my nipples as I bounce up and down on his hard cock. He’s extremely turned on watching you fuck his wife, his thrusts into my body telling me that he is down for anything that we might do that night.

“Keep watching them, Michaela.” He murmurs, nipping at my ear as the sounds of pleasure around us fills the air. “He’s going to make her cum. But I don’t know that we’ll let you. This was all your idea, you naughty girl.”

I whimper at his naughty words, panting with need as I watch you fucking Sarah hard, her cries filling the air as the men around you stroke their cocks at the hot scene.

“What do you think, Alan? Should your wife cum?” Tom poses the question and I wait with breathless anticipation for the answer.
 
"Not until after Sarah. Damn, Tom, your wife is so fucking tight." Reaching around and squeezing her pregnant tits; hearing her cry out as I roll the nipples between my fingers. "Fuck me, Alan, I need to cum," everyone around us hears her begging to cum.

Looking over at you, "Now, baby . . . cum all over Tom's cock." I hear that sound in your vooice that lets me know you are over the edge . . . just as Sarah pushes back against me once more and I feel her pussy gripping my cock in her orgasm.
 
I let out a cry as you tell me to cum and I buck against Tom as his fingers pinch my nipples firmly. I head Tom let out a groan and soon my pussy is flooded with his hot seed. Turning my head to the side, I kiss him with a passion that I usually reserve for you, but I suppose in a way that I am doing what you want. I shiver as Tom slowly strokes my breasts, helping me come down from my orgasm and soon he is helping me to dress, his lips everywhere as I look over at you with a smile.

“Ready to go home, baby? We have a long night ahead of us.” I say and Sarah moans softly, her pussy still clenching at your cock at the thought of more in store for this evening.
 
Holding Sarah tight as her orgasm squeezes every drop out of my cock. Watching Tom help your get dressed, everything except your thong which is still in the pocket of my slacks. I do the same for Sarah, slipping her thong into my pocket as well, leaving both of you to walk out of the theater with cum dripping down your inner thighs.

As we leave, we hear quite a few appreciative comments for the 'show' . . . and I'm sure there is a new layer of cum on the floor. The clerk hands me my purchase in a bag as we leave . . . something new to play with when we get back to our house.

Tom and I decide that we need to give everyone a few minutes to calm down . .. so I climb in the front seat with him and let the two of you settle into the back seat for the short drive to our house. Pulling into our driveway, a quick look across the street toward your house.

Once we get in and close the door behind us, I offer everyone a glass of wine . . . but with two pregnant women, not sure of there will be much wine consumed. Besides, we all enjoy the sexual interaction amongst the four of us that none of us wants anything to interfere with our fun.
 
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