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Adventures From a Sex Ad Part Two
By mz kimi
Monday, April 22, 2002

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Was it the swishing of too much gin, the bitter taste of those big round olives rolling around on hot skin, or the vanilla scented, blood colored lounge? The martinis were potent at the Shim Sham club where Anna and Robert met Scott. This time she wanted it all.

Robert knew the depth of Anna’s drive. He knew before he married her and he knew he would never meet a woman quite like her, let alone own her heart. No one in his life had devoured his enormous appendage the way she did. Most women couldn’t even get the head in their mouth or their teeth got in the way. Not Anna or her amazing mouth. She could teach a class. Her large lips, powerful and wide as her soul, held a mysterious and splendorous cavern all in itself. From the depths, came the most wicked of words, the sweetest of purrs, the screams of a mad woman, and dark, estrus moans that haunted like a black moon rising. He loved her madly and she him, she just needed more than any one man could give. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, it was just the way it was and he was secure enough to realize this. Robert had several boyfriends in his past, as many as Anna had girlfriends, well almost, and this part of their sexuality gave them a base in with which they both could identify.

The night they met Scott, it was humid and the hot ocean air was screaming obscenities. When the torch singer sang that night, you could hear the crash of the waves against the rocks again. They sat at a corner table this time, back in the shadows of a dangerous night. Scott walked through the crowd and spotted them, smiling in a most evil way. Anna watched as the glow around this boy filled her up. He sat, said polite hellos and slid his hand up Anna’s thigh high stockings as he leaned over to kiss her. Robert asked what he wanted to drink and Scott did a funny Elvis impersonation.
“Sapphire martini, extra dry, three olives, and thank you very much.”

The saucy little torch singer sang, “Strangers in the Night” and the gin was taking effect on the three of them. Anna’s moist loins were throbbing as she got up from the table. Reaching over the flickering candle, her dress rode up over her round hips, exposing her garters to Scott, as she kissed her husband deep and hard. She felt Scott’s hand slip over her thigh and snap her garter strap. It stung nicely and Anna picked up the candle in it’s little red, glass holder, turned to the boys and said,

“I’m going to the little girl’s room. Meet me there, both of you.”

Robert and Scott finished their drinks, snickering at the fact that they’d make Anna wait. Robert lit Scott’s cigarette and held on to his hand, squeezing a bit longer. Each boy could feel his blood rushing, filling their organs and spinning wildly beneath their black jeans.

They paid the bill and walked around the back of the club, behind the velvet curtain that divided the bathrooms. Two girls walked out and obliviously avoided the boys that walked in after them. Anna was sitting on the pink, glittered, counter with her black boots over the sink, the candle burning underneath her bent knees.

“What took you so freakin’ long?” She asked.

Robert walked over to her and took the candle out of the sink. Anna threw her red curls back. Her breasts ached to be released. He unzipped her shiny black dress down to her waist, revealing her heaving chest in a black, lace demi-bra. Her nipples were huge and hard and wanting hot wax. Scott stood watching behind her, playing with her hair and kissing her neck. The beat of the music pounded now from the outside. The torch singer was on break and a dance beat pulsed. A group of girls came in with a guy in drag, walked to the other end of the bathroom. A sort of lounge with couches and condom machines.

Anna was moaning now, her knees up and spread, still over the sink. Robert carefully dripped a bit of the red candle wax over Anna’s creamy white mounds and as she writhed and groaned and pulled Scott’s big boy out of his pants. Robert was dripping the wax down her belly now, then back up to her areolas. Scott stood over that amazing mouth of Anna’s and let her wrap her painted lips around his head. Robert had her dress pushed up now and watched the wetness drip down the inside of her milky thighs. He dripped a little wax on her bald vulva, making her squirm and swallow Scott even further. Scott had her hands pinned over her head and Robert had hold of her ankles. Admiring his wife’s beautiful cunt, he French-kissed her hole, licked and sucked her bubble gum clit until he felt her delicious gush fill his mouth. Scott was pounding down her throat now, nearing release he could tell. Robert felt his restraint slipping and took his thickness out, stroking it’s slippery head. Scott’s ass muscles pumped into Anna’s incredible mouth, the two boys admiring each other, getting harder every second. Robert pushed himself into Anna’s quivering hole and rocked her waxy ass over the glittered countertop. Anna’s mouth never let go of Scott’s cock and screamed into it’s tiny hole as she came all over her husband’s flesh. The two boys locked eyes and as Scott was expressing his liberation down Anna’s throat, Robert pulled himself out of her tightness and shot himself all over Anna’s big, brown nipples.

Robert kissed his wife, tasting Scott’s sweet, vegan cum from her lips. Scott and Robert kissed her together. Each tasting the juices of each other. Anna, sated and landing back on earth, looked up at her boys and said in a raspy, saucy voice,

“Martinis guys?”

copyright 2001 all rights reserved Kim Alvarez

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Reviewed by matt minton 5/26/2007
wow! is there a part three? i need to change real quick!!!
Reviewed by Sandra Mushi 8/22/2005
Girl, you are ... whoa ... I need a shower ... ...
Reviewed by Jeffrey Callico 5/30/2002
Yes, let's have some together...will there be a part three to complete the threesome?

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