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Rachel had not really expected to get any answers to the couple’s ad. It was just meant to be a giggle. But there she was, with a strange man at the end of the phone, inviting them for dinner. It was all such a shock. She just agreed and then after putting down the phone the reality of the situation started to sink in.

Rachel and Tim had been married for about seven years and had always been very outgoing in their sexual relationship. They'd tried everything from chocolate to cucumbers; porn mags to DVD's; the kitchen, the bathroom, the garden shed and even the local park. But now they were looking for something fresh. So Tim decided to put an ad in the paper: "Friendly couple - him 40 her 29 both large and cuddly but very broad minded seeks similar, maybe older couple for fun".

That evening, Rachel took extra care to look good with new stockings and suspenders and a great new bra that made the most of her cleavage. Tim jumped out of the shower and into a freshly ironed dark shirt. Rachel thought he smelled good as she leaned over to kiss him in the back of the taxi.

Laura and Steve were a lovely couple: both happy and friendly. As the evening progressed and wine flowed freely Rachel could feel her pussy getting damp. "Would you like to take the brandy to our room?" Steve asked, "Sounds like an excellent idea." Tim answered.
When they got upstairs Rachel was pleased to find not just a bedroom but a penthouse suite. There was a massive bed, a lounge area with 2 big sofas’ and in the corner a spa bath. "Hey, a spa - that looks like fun.” giggled Rachel.

Steve poured out four glasses of champagne and passed them round. "Shall we?" he said, gesturing to the large oval bath. Laura and Tim glanced at each other and giggled. "I will if you will," she said. Tim slid out of his jeans and shirt and left them where they fell. He was first into the spa, closely followed by Laura.

"How about you, Rachel," Tim asked, "do you fancy getting wet with me?" Grinning he unzipped her dress and as she let it fall to the floor his eyes widened at the sight of her lacy black undies. Tim and Laura were snuggling up in the pool already so she thought ‘what the heck’. "I'd love to get wet with you” she whispered.

Aware that this was not her husband, Rachel felt very naughty. She stood with her back to Steve and began to undress. Tim could see her from the front and although he was in the spa with Laura, Rachel could see he had his dick in his hand and was getting off on watching her.

With Steve on the sofa behind her, and Tim and Laura in the pool in front of her, she felt a rush of excitement. She stood only in her stockings and black stilettos. Steve took another gulp of champagne and loosened his belt. "Rachel," said Steve, would you like to see what's in the mini-bar? Rachel walked over to the fridge and opened it pulling out chocolate sweets and a vodka drink. "My favourite." she said.

"Surely you don't want to waste time eating, do you?" said Steve. "I'm not going to eat anything,” she explained, “you are."
Rachel draped herself on the large white sofa opposite Steve. She spread her legs and leaned back, looking deeply into Steve's eyes, as she poured the blue drink into a glass. Next her fingers began to caress her soft mound and pull the little pink lips apart. After draining the rest of the drink straight from the bottle Rachel began to explore it with her lips and tongue. "That's a bit rude." said Steve.

"If that's rude, what's this then?" she said pushing the clear bottle neck into her hot pink pussy.

Unbuttoning his shirt, Steve began to get hot. She could see the hardness of his cock bulging out of his jeans. "Let me see your cock." she commanded. So he pulled down his jeans and kicked them to one side revealing a proud member standing to attention with a bead of glistening love juice on the tip.
As Rachel laid back she pushed the bottle in further and rubbed at her moist red clit. She opened the sweets and popped two into her mouth sucking on them gently. She took out two more and withdrew the bottle. "Want a sweet?" she asked.

"If you’re offering." said Steve. With that she pushed two chocolates into her sweet wet hole. "Come and get them then." she said.
Steve moved towards Rachel, a glass of champagne in his hand. "So you like champagne with your chocolates, do you?" she said leaning back. "I certainly do." said Steve dripping sparkly liquid onto her muff. The coldness made her jump but Steve was soon lapping the liquid from her wet slit. "Where are those chocolates then?" he asked delving his tongue deep inside her. In no time he was eagerly licking sweet warm chocolate from deep within her fanny.

"Hey, are you keeping those chocolates to yourself?" Tim shouted,
"Leave some for me and Laura." With that they came over to where Rachel was laying. Steve took two more sweets from the packet and gently inserted them into Rachel’s willing hole.
"They are all yours." Tim said moving to the sofa, his big cock in his hand.

Laura brought over more champagne and both she and Tim devoured the chocolates from inside Rachel. Appreciating the view Steve looked on working his cock up and down in his strong right hand.

When they had finished, Steve asked Tim, "May I?"
"Be my guest mate." said Tim returning to the pool with Laura.
With that Steve pushed Rachel back onto the sofa, knelt down in front of her and thrust his thick cock into her aching snatch. He held her legs up in the air against his chest. With her feet by his ears, he pumped his manhood deep into her. She could feel his balls banging against her arse and was powerless to resist. His fingers played with her clit as his cock banged deep inside her - filling her up. Suddenly he shuddered as cum shot from his hot cock and he was finished.

"May I?" Rachel heard the words but couldn't believe her luck. "Be my guest mate." As Tim's familiar cock slid into her sloppy fanny, Rachel laid back, enjoying every minute. She would definitely cum again!



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