A Fortunate Rescue 3 – Samantha's Story by Strider48

CHAPTER 1 – We get Up! I awoke to find my husband, Peter, fondling the breasts of another woman, lying behind her and reaching round her voluptuous body.   Her husband, Daniel, lay behind me, spooning me in our large bed.   I could feel his semi-erect penis pushing between my ass cheeks and the thought of him exploring further made me tingle and instantly wet.   I looked over at Peter and smiled.   He had enjoyed Catherine last night but only after I had taken my pleasure with her.  

Now he looked into my eyes as he rolled her hardening nipple between thumb and forefinger.   I watched her stir, then smile and arch her back.   Her eyes flickered open and met mine, first with confusion then with remembrance and finally with a yearning lust as she felt behind her to Peter’s massive erection, one that I had so often enjoyed myself.   

I nodded and slowly moved my free hand down to my crotch, slipping it into that familiar wet slit which hid my sex.   I grinned and began to touch myself as my husband slipped his own hand between Cat’s legs to mirror my action.    She wriggled as he stroked her clitoris to firmness and my own clit responded to lightest touch of my finger, pushing itself out from the hood which normally enclosed it.

I could see her hand disappearing behind her and tugging on Peter’s member. I knew from experience that my husband would not stand this approach for long before wanting to bury his shaft into something warm, wet and hot. He became more insistent in his probing and she responded by bending her knee and raising her leg so that he had better access. I watched mesmerised as first one finger and then a second plunged into her hole coming back out soaking wet and covered in a creamy juice.

He looked at me and offered these wet fingers to my lips. Without hesitation I took their sweetness into my mouth and sucked vigorously. The sound must have woken Daniel because I felt rather than saw his head bob up behind me to take in the view. My husband returned his fingers to Cat’s grateful vagina and he began to pump her with his fingers, hard and fast while both of them watched Daniel’s face.

And that face was a picture! In his awakening state Daniel first appeared puzzled, then his eyes widened frantically and then, just as suddenly, realisation hit him and his head swung round to meet my amused smile. I used my glistening lips to good effect, kissing Daniel deeply and slipping my tongue into his mouth and along his full lips. I wondered if he could taste traces of his wife’s cum on my lips, I certainly felt something stir against my stomach. His hand grasped my head and drew me towards him, kissing me deeply and forcing his tongue deep into my mouth. I playfully bit it gently and this drove him to greater passion and he moaned hard into my mouth, the vibration setting my lips trembling.

He pushed the covers down from our bodies and reached down to slide his hand first past my puckered rosebud and then into my slit which was already drenched and hot with excitement. His fingers moved rapidly, teasing my clitoris and then plunging deep into my cunt. He and I watched as our activity was matched stride for stride by my husband and his wife. I smiled with pride at my husband’s expertise and his ability to make another woman writhe with pleasure.

As I watched, Peter moved suddenly and I saw Cat grimace slightly and then smile widely. I guessed that Peter was plunging his thick cock into her and as I watched he began to move slowly backwards and forwards pushing into her from behind. The sight drove me to excitement and I frustratedly reached behind to find Daniel’s long thick member and guide it towards my love hole. He needed little prompting and within seconds he was thrusting deeply into me, sliding past my g spot and pushing at the entrance to my cervix.

Both men clearly wanted immediate satisfaction and were not prepared to take it slow. The effect was to drive me and Catherine together in the bed and, as our husbands ploughed our slippery cunts, we found ourselves squashed breast to breast. I slipped my left hand into her crotch and started to tease her clit. I could feel my husband’s stiff shaft sliding in and out of her as I flicked her nub awake. She took the hint and dropped her hand to my steaming snatch, sliding one finger into my cunt alongside her husband’s cock. As the men moved towards their own completion she slipped a second finger into me stretching me wider than ever before.

I kissed her deeply, our tongues writhing and slipping over our lips. She could clearly wait no longer and began to gasp, her mouth opening in an ‘O’ of astonishment. I heard her cry out and her eyes disappeared into her head.

“Fuck me, please, harder!” She screamed. “Yes, oh, fuck YES.”

This seemed to stimulate her husband who immediately responded by ramming himself deeper into me, forcing our two drenched cunts into each other, trapping our fingers between our pubic bones. I knew my own climax was near and began to push my bottom back into Daniel’s crotch to get every last length of him into me. My legs began to tremble and I realised I was about to lose control.

Sure enough, I felt my thighs drenched by hot liquid coursing over them as cum and a little of my piss soaked my legs and the bed beneath. I almost blacked out and I’m pretty certain that I began to cry at some point as Daniel shot ropes and ropes of cum into me, continuing to plunge his hot dagger into me. The effect of his dick and Cat’s fingers meant that his cum began to squirt around the sides of his shaft and coat my inner thighs. The feeling was erotic beyond belief and I knew that I had never felt anything as arousing before.

When I came back to consciousness Peter was frantically banging Cat as his cum boiled up from his balls into his shaft and coated her cunt with white slippery man juice. Daniel had slumped behind me and I felt his softening cock slowly slipped from my tingling vagina to lie flaccid between my ass cheeks.

Peter growled as he came explosively. I love this about him! He has the ability to make any woman proud to have serviced him, to revel in her ability to evoke such passion.

I beckoned to Peter and he rose from the bed stretching like a big cat.

“You guys help yourself to the shower. Pete and I are going to get some coffee and cinnamon rolls on, for some reason I’m starving.”

I grinned and led Peter by the hand into the kitchen. As I walked I felt more cum dripping from my satiated cunt and dribbling down my leg. I needed a shower too but that could wait. I also needed to talk to my husband about what had just happened.

“So… her, Catherine… How was that?” I asked mischievously.

“Mmm… She was so… so different from you. Honey it was fantastic but, you know, it wasn’t you.”

I fixed coffees. “Are you okay about…” My voice trailed off.

“About you fucking another man, do you mean?” His face was expressionless.

“I suppose that’s what I’m asking. I’ve never been unfaithful to you and this isn’t like that. We got taken by surprise when Cat started flirting the other day and it’s all sort of snowballed since then. You know I love you and this is really just sex, just entertainment. You do understand…” I looked questioning at my handsome hunk.

His face broke into a wide smile. “That’s exactly as I see it. This is fun, let’s nothing more. Let’s not smother it with issues, just enjoy it while it lasts.!

Within a short while Daniel and Cat walked into the kitchen, dressed, smiling and holding hands. I suspected that they had had a similar discussion. I excused myself and ran to the shower before my legs stuck together permanently.

I had a lunch date today so after a steaming shower and some repair work I dressed in a short grey cocktail dress and wandered back into the kitchen. Daniel was talking animatedly to Peter about something to do with cars and Cat was overdosing on the coffee, the jug was already almost empty.

She waved as I entered. “Hey, Samantha. I’m afraid I’ve just eaten the last of those rolls. They were delicious!”

“Great. I’ll have to get some more made.” I grinned but inwardly I cursed. I was starving and lunch was still a while away.

“I need to go out shortly, guys. What are your plans for the day?” I asked.

“I’ve got to go to work.” grimaced Cat. “Client want’s a special report preparing by tomorrow. I’ll walk out with you.”

“We’re going to have a day in.” said Daniel. “Peter has some designs of the new Mercedes that he wants me to drool over and I want his advice on something I’m thinking of setting up.”

“Really?” asked Cat. “You want to tell me more?” She turned back with a smile.

“Not now darling, later. Peter has asked us to stay for dinner”

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CHAPTER 2 – Lunch but who is on the menu?

I knew my lunch with Astrid was booked for noon and realised our sexy awakening was going to make me late so Cat and I dashed down to the garage beneath our flats. Cat’s car was across from the entrance and she climbed in and sped away. I located where Peter had left our car. I was puzzled to see that the lights in that section were all out but in the gloom I could easily see Peter’s silver Mercedes with the distinctive black soft top of the AMG styled SL model. I love that car and have offered Peter everything if he would let me keep it.

The engine roared as it burst into life and then purred sensuously as I spun the wheel to drive it up the ramp and into the street. The lunch venue was about 20 miles away at a quiet ‘country inn’ and it seemed only a few moments before I was driving up he short approach drive, the top down and the sun dappling the bonnet and the breeze softly fluttering my black hair.