The Boat Show 2 – Cherie

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This is just one story in a series telling of my life with my now ex-wife Sue. I had travelled to the boat show and had met up with Marg. We spent the Saturday together and went out together for the night after Marg’s husband, Ian went off on a fishing trip with his friends. Marg had taken me by surprise by saying she wanted me to meet with her good friend, Cherie the next day suggesting that I may like to make love to her. I was accustomed to my wife, Sue who was an extremely jealous person and to have someone who showed no signs of jealousy whatsoever worried me.***Marg had talked to me previously about us leaving our spouses and going away together. I had initially been reluctant saying that our primary concern must be for our children. Soon after I realized that my marriage was never going to be worth saving and that my kids would always be safe with my wife, so I was now seriously considering taking Marg up on her offer. Now however Marg appeared to be treating our relationship with such a casual approach that I wondered if this would be a serious mistake.In the morning we went to the local botanical garden. To me it was about being somewhere quiet where we could talk and just enjoy each other’s company. Marg had suggested it so it was likely she was feeling similar. In the butterfly enclosure we spotted two butterflies making love. Marg pointed them out and named them Goyse and Marg.I asked her about Cherie. She told me that she loved Cherie like a sister and had known her ever since she had left the farm. There were no secrets between them. Cherie had been unlucky in love and had been with many men over the years but she had not been able to find anyone who could satisfy her sexually. After only a short time Cherie would always dump the latest lover and move on.It seemed that Cherie had been in love only once when she was younger but her father had intervened and told the guy to stay away or else. Marg did not seem to know what ‘or else’ meant but because they had worked together up north and because Cherie’s dad was his boss the insinuation was that it would impact on his employment.We left the gardens hand in hand around 11:30 to meet up with Cherie who had worked the morning shift. As we left an elderly lady commented no how lovely it was to see lovers who were so close and cared about each other enough to walk hand in hand in public. “My late husband and I were very close for many years. He usually held my hand in public and always showed his affection but I lost him last year,” she said.“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that,” I replied. “What happened to him?” Expecting it would either be a heart failure or cancer.“A younger woman,” was the reply. “I bought her into my home to help with cleaning because she couldn’t find a job and I felt sorry for her. She seduced my husband and then they left together. The kids and I haven’t heard from either of them since. She left a wonderful husband and three delightful children. She had everything and she just up and walked away from it with an old man, my old man.”“I so sorry to hear that,” I said, feeling a little guilty given our present circumstances.“That’s okay, young man. I find it hard at night alone but it does give me time to do many of those things that I would never have got around to if we were still together. I’m sorry to burden you with my troubles but seeing you pair together bought back so many pleasant memories.”“Enjoy your day,” I said. “It has been a pleasure talking you.” We walked off. Marg had not spoken at all to the elderly lady.“She made me feel so guilty,” Marg said as we got into our car. “All this time I have been hoping that you and I could run off together and start a new life but I had never stopped to think about the impact on those around us. We can’t do it. Can we?”“Probably not, Marg, probably not.” I took her into my arms and kissed her then held her for several minutes. “Let’s not talk about it right now. Cherie is expecting us. Where does she live?”We drove to Cherie’s place in silence. Marg moved her hand across to güvenilir bahis my lap as we drove and I responded. I was with someone who I loved, someone who was taking me to have sex with her good friend, who I understood was beautiful. Who could resist having an erection?Cherie walked out to the driveway to meet us. She was quite tall. Her height was due to the length of her legs as her body was a similar size to Marg’s except slimmer. Her long blond hair was straight with some hanging forward of her shoulders.Cherie’s shorts were tight pulling into her crutch to form a lovely camel toe. Of all the things about a woman that really turned me on it was the sight of a camel toe. Her breasts were ample, not huge but larger than normal and perfect in shape. She had no bra on and the top that she had chosen was light so that her nipples showed clearly through the material. She presented immaculately both in dress and appearance. Cherie was a beauty queen, a sex goddess.Cherie walked around to Marg as she alighted from the vehicle, welcomed her and they kissed. She then walked around to me and kissed me while pulling me in hard against her body saying, “Goyse, it’s good to meet you. Marg has told me so much about you. It is as if I already know you. Hhhmmm, and I can feel you are excited to meet me.” She smiled and looked down towards my erection. “Come on in.”The thought of making love to someone so sexy and beautiful had my cock standing to attention. My cock was so engorged following her hug that I felt a little embarrassed until l realized that this was her plan. She had dressed purposely to arouse me and Marg had played her part in the plan by touching me in preparation on our way over.When we entered her house she immediately removed her top. Her tits were even more perfect than I had imagined. Was this the marvels of modern day plastic surgery at play or can such perfection exist in nature? Whatever it was it was beautiful and inspiring. She moved across to me looking at Marg for her okay.I could tell by Marg’s body language and smile that we had her approval. Cherie put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She held me so close that my cock was under pressure. “We are excited today, aren’t we,” she said with an emphasis on “are”. She broke away from our kiss while arching her back which pushed her lower body even harder into me.She lifted my shirt over my head saying, “we won’t need this,” then moved down to unbutton my jeans allowing them to drop to the floor.She knelt down in front of me freeing my cock from my underpants and while looking upwards at me started to lick pre-cum from the head of my cock.“This girl wastes no time,” I thought to myself. “She knows what she wants and she is out to get it. I may as well enjoy the attention.”While licking me she was also shedding her clothes. It was as if we were racing to the finish line and she was taking the lead.“Hey, slow down girl,” I said. “There’s no rush. We have all afternoon. I don’t leave for a few hours yet.”“I’ve been thinking of this all week. I’m so hot I feel that I could cum just playing with your cock. I want to be fucked!”“Okay, I can fuck you, that’s no trouble but I’d rather make love to you. It’s your choice.”“I don’t understand. I thought fucking was making love?”“Maybe it is but for me fucking is just about getting my rocks off but making love has more feeling. It’s about enjoying each other’s touch and how you feel together. Making it last so that when you reach your peak it goes on and on and on and tomorrow when I go home you and I will only think about how we were together. It can’t be rushed. But if you just want a fuck that’s fine as well. As I said it’s your choice.”I took her in my arms and carried her through the doorway that I thought would be to her bedroom. I was right. Her bedroom was very feminine. It was all pinks and pastel matching colors. A heart shaped pillow was the prominent feature. As I turned I saw that Marg was following and had also shed her top and skirt. One hand was rubbing her left nipple güvenilir bahis siteleri and the other was in the top of her panties. It appeared that Marg was going to enjoy this as much as we would.I lay Cherie on her bed and lay down beside her. I motioned to Marg to come closer. Marg walked to the bed and stopped, looking down on us. I indicated to her to lie on the other side of Cherie. By this time I was licking Cherie’s tits. I then lifted up and kissed Cherie. Her mouth opened to receive the kiss.“Massage her back and shoulders, Marg.”I ran my hands through her hair. Marg had started to massage her shoulders. I heard Cherie give a sharp intake of breath as Marg’s hands touched her.I continued to stroke her body lightly and massage her muscles then lightly stroke her body. Each time I returned to her tits. Her breathing was becoming heavier and her eyes were closed. Marg was following my lead moving around her back down to her buttocks and back to her shoulders then stroke her hair. Marg would give Cherie’s hair a little pull occasionally as I had done so often to her. She would then reach around her and stroke her tits.I was moving down her body slowly. Once I arrived at her legs, I gently pushed her towards Marg who moved back slightly to allow her to lie on her back. I used eye contact with Marg to get her to stroke her tits.I was now stroking her thighs. She opened he legs ever so slightly to give me access to her pussy. Her pussy was like her home, neat, tidy and obviously well attended to. I could tell even with her legs only slightly spread that her slit was not cute and small like Marg’s but was long. Her flaps were protruding, separated and quite wet.I raised my eyes as I heard her sharp intake of breath to see that Marg had moved over her and was now licking and sucking her tits. I felt my cock give a jump as if I was about to cum. This scene was very erotic. The woman that I loved was pleasuring the breasts of her good friend. It bought back memories of the night where my wife, Sue has done this to our good friend, Veronica.Cherie opened her legs to give me access. She knew where I was going and she desired it. I moved across to lay between her legs. It was then I realized how similar her pussy was to that of my wife’s. It gaped open. I could see inside her and her cervix was visible. I suddenly realized that this was déjà vu. This was my dream of last night where I had made love to a beautiful blond and when I went down on her the pussy was my wife’s.I hesitated for a few minutes and when I looked up Cherie and Marg were kissing while Marg played with her right tit. I then noticed that Cherie was also playing with Marg’s perfect breasts. Both women had their eyes closed and were breathing heavy as if they were both on the verge of an orgasm.I started to lick Cherie’s slit, moving downwards each time that I licked. I felt Marg move and realized that Cherie had been trying to get her hand to Marg’s pussy and Marg had moved to accommodate her. I was now licking the bottom of Cherie’s slit including the area between her anal passage and her slit. Suddenly Cherie let out a loud moan followed by, “OOOhhhh, fuck, I’m coming.”I could see the contractions that were her orgasm in her nether region and lifted my head to allow me to lick her clit. I ran my tongue around her clit in a circular motion and then across it and back down to lick the edges of her pussy opening. I could see her cervix moving inside her pussy with the contractions of her orgasm which gave me visions of what it would be like with a huge cock inside her pumping its sperm into her with her cervix clasped around its head to direct its seed to her eggsMy thoughts were broken by Marg who suddenly erupted into an orgasm as well spraying her juices across me. I lifted my head to see Cherie working her fingers like mad in Marg’s little pussy. She had two bent fingers in her and her thumb working her clit. I knew by experience that this was the area that never failed to get Marg off and because Cherie knew where to iddaa siteleri work Marg meant that Cherie would probably respond to similar treatment.I pushed two fingers into Cherie. She was still in the midst of her orgasm and as I lifted my fingers to the top area of her pussy she lifted to meet my fingers. Within a few seconds she was spraying her juices all over me as well. “Aaaahhhh, Aaaahhhh, Aaaahhhh, Aaaahhhhh,” she screamed.“Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me,” she screamed again and again. “I want your cum in me.”  I could feel her cervix pushing on the back as my hand and as I withdrew my fingers I could see her cervix pushing forward as if it wanted to protude from her pussy.I moved up along her body. Marg was coming down from her orgasm but was still sucking Cherie’s tits. I had to raise my body above Marg to get my cock to Cherie’s pussy. My cock simply fell into her pussy. There was almost no resistance but I could feel her cervix pushing back against the head of my cock. I moved in long strokes and could still feel her cervix against my cock. It was as if it had latched onto me like a leach feeding off its prey.Marg moved to kiss me. Cherie then pulled me away from Marg towards her. She kissed me working her tongue inside my mouth. I had moved my body across to give Marg access to Cherie’s right tit and she started working it by sucking about half of it into her mouth then moving back and licking her nipples and then giving the nipple a little bight. She then repeated this process.“I’m going to cum again,” Cherie stated.Suddenly I could feel heat on my cock. Cherie responded by crying out “Oooohhhh, fuck me, Oooohhhh, fuck me, oooohhhhh, fuck me you cunt.”She was flooding the bed. I could feel it spraying into my crutch. The heat of her juices was like nothing I had ever experienced before. She was hot. Throughout this I was fighting not to reach orgasm. My plans for my orgasm didn’t involve Cherie. I was holding back my orgasm for Marg. She had helped me pleasure Cherie and she deserved what I was keeping for her.Cherie had stopped bucking and her movements had slowed. “You didn’t cum,” she said.“Was it OK for you,” I asked. I immediately thought, ‘how stupid is that?’ That is the type of thing a high school kid says to his first fuck after blowing his load in the first 20 seconds.“It was very special,” she relied. “Better than any I’ve had in a long time but why didn’t you cum?”“Watch and you’ll see,” I replied. By this time I had moved over to Marg’s pussy and started working my tongue around her slit. Marg had lifted her but to give me better access. I worked my tongue from her anus along her slit to her clit and back down again.I felt Cherie move and realized that it was now time for Cherie to return the favor to Marg by licking her tits. I felt Cherie move again and looked up to see them locked together in a kiss.I continued to work over Marg’s pussy until the juices were flooding from her. The fingering that Cherie had given Marg had the effect of leaving Marg’s pussy which was usually closed, open. It was gorgeous. Smooth bright pink lips ranging to almost red on the inside. I could see slight movements of her anal opening and also movements inside her pussy which heralded an oncoming orgasm and knew that it was time.I moved up along her. Cherie and Marg were locked in an ongoing kiss leaving Marg’s tits available to me. I then realized that Marg was also fingering Cherie’s pussy as they kissed. I pushed the head of my cock inside her and just moved it in and out a little initially. I could feel her humping trying to get more of my cock inside but I wanted to tease her a little longer.She was going mad with her humping now and she seemed to be losing her breath with her mouth wide open. Cherie had broken the kiss and was sharing Marg’s tits with me. Cherie was on the left one me on the right. I allowed my cock to go a little further into her each time she humped.When she had me almost fully embedded in her she suddenly cried out, “Oh, yes, Oh, yes, Oh, yes, Oh, yes.” I could feel her contractions starting in her pussy as she started to cum.Cherie had stopped on her tits and had me in a mouthwatering kiss. Marg had thrust her head back into the pillow as I felt the heat from her juices pushing out of her pussy around my cock.

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