Story Code: M/F, Extra-marital, Stranger sex.

I had the weekend to myself as my wife had gone off to see a friend in York and was staying the night. I quite liked the look of a club a few miles away that some friends had mentioned. They had live bands on a Saturday night and I didn't mind going there on my own. So I jumped on a bus at 7 pm and headed there so at least I could have a drink without worrying about driving.

I had a quick pint in another pub first then made the short walk to the club. Although it was April it was still quite chilly but I was dressed in jeans, short sleeved silk shirt and a black denim jacket. It was about 8.30 when I got there and although it was quite busy there were some spare tables near the back so I got myself another pint and sat at one. The band was due on at about 9.30 but I kept myself busy on my phone and noticed it getting busier. I looked up to see a couple walk in and paid particular attention to the woman. She was very attractive in a leather jacket and medium length skirt, ankle length boots and black stockings or tights. Somehow she seemed familiar, but I could not place her at first and was trying to think why I would recognise her. She looked every inch the rock chick and the type of woman I had always found sexy, so I was more than happy when they asked if they could share my table.

"Sure ", I said, "you're welcome to. It looks like it will be a busy night."

He sat opposite me, which meant his wife was next to me and I was trying not to make it too obvious that I was watching as she sat down. We began chatting about the sort of music we liked and now I was glad I had come, even though I was alone, as they seemed a lovely couple. She asked me why I was on my own, so I explained and she gave me a little smile. "Oh I see ", she giggled, "whilst the cat's away eh?"

"Well", I replied, "it's better than sitting at home on my own. And the band sound like they will be good."

She smiled again and we just caught each other's gaze for a brief second but I just thought I caught something there between us. And it was then that I realised where I had seen her before; my love of nylon had led me to an internet site called Stockings and Heels and I was pretty sure that I had seen her on there in some quite raunchy poses. Of course it was not the sort of thing you could ask outright but I thought I might recognise their names.

"Bye the way. My name is Jim - good to meet you both", I said.

He smiled back, "Good to meet you, Jim. I'm Phil and my wife is Tracy-Jane. I am sure she won't mind you calling her Tracy though."

"Ah ok", I replied realising that these were the names of the couple I had seen posting on there. I felt my face flush just a little.

We talked a bit more and I realised my glass was almost empty. I decided to get another drink before the music got underway and offered to get one for Phil and Tracy. They said no to start with but I insisted. "You have kept me company. - the least I can do is get you a drink. "I said.

"Well, as long as you're sure", said Phil.

His phone buzzed as I got up to go to the bar and he began texting someone back so Tracy got up. "I'll give you a hand, Jim ", she said smiling ...and I wasn't going to complain.

I stood at the bar ordering and she was next to me. It was busy so she got close enough to me for me to catch a scent of her perfume and feel her body quite close to mine. As I passed her a drink I brushed her arm and she smiled gently. "Thanks so much, Jim. I think we're going to have a fun night."

"You are welcome ", I answered, and "it already looks great to me". I almost cringed at my own words but she just giggled and I felt the most delicate little touch of her hand, just fleetingly.

Back at the table we chatted more and then the band came on. They were excellent and everyone enjoyed it. There was a break halfway and Phil and Tracy got another round of drinks. I must admit I was watching her at the bar admiring her great legs and lovely figure as she came back to the table after a whispered chat with Phil.

"He is just going to pop to the toilet before the band comes back", she said. Then she pulled the chair back and as she sat down her skirt rode up enough for me to catch a glimpse of her stocking tops giving me an instant erection. It was quite noisy in the club and we had to talk quite loud to he heard so Tracy had to pull her chair in and shuffled quite a lot closer to me. I could feel her clothes touching mine and I realised how turned on I was especially as I could feel her leg rubbing against mine. I looked up and Phil was chatting with someone at another table so Tracy and I talked a bit more and as we joked about something, she laughed casually putting her hand on my leg. It was just for a few seconds but long enough for me to know it wasn't a mistake making my excitement grow.

Phil returned to the table but Tracy stayed quite close for a few more minute before she went off as I chatted to Phil again, but when she came back it seemed another button on her top was undone and it showed off her cleavage. She smiled again as she sat down and watched my eyes as I looked at her as again she gave me a brief glimpse of stocking top.

The band came back on again but I was having trouble concentrating on them as she was still so close to me and every now and then I felt her stockinged leg rub against me. Occasionally we would glance at each other and there was always a little smile there.

When the gig had finished it was about 11.30 and nearly time to be heading home. I had already booked a taxi for midnight so I popped out to the toilet and got back to the table to see Phil and Tracy whispering and laughing. I did envy Phil having such a gorgeous woman to go home with and felt a bit awkward sitting back down knowing that I had been so close to her.

"Well ", I said, "it's been great meeting you but I better make a move I suppose."

"Hang on, Jim "Phil answered, "Trace and I were just chatting and wondered if you want to come back to ours for a drink and we can listen to some more music if you like? It seems a shame you going home on your own when you could have fun with us"

He said the last part with a little grin and although I knew I should say no I found myself agreeing. "Yes, it does seem a shame to go back .....As long as you're sure? "

"We would not have offered otherwise ", Tracy replied smiling and slowly uncrossed her legs again as she turned towards me.

The taxi pulled up and Phil jumped in the front. "I'll tell the driver there's a change of plan ", he said "you sit in the back with Trace."

I didn't argue and held the door open and watched her slide onto the leather seat getting another delicious glimpse of thigh. I jumped in the other side realising that by now, I again had a full scale hard on. The car pulled away and Phil began chatting away to the driver, then we went round a sharp bend and Tracy slid over towards me until again her thigh was against mine. She made no attempt to move away and I glanced down to see the smooth material of her black stockings. My hand was on the top of my leg, so close to hers and I could not resist; very gently I traced a finger on her leg then another. She did not flinch so I very slowly stroked her as she looked at me and smiled. They were so busy chatting in the front that they did not seem to notice how quiet we were. Tracy then whispered to me, "We're nearly there Jim. I think we are going to enjoy ourselves." And with that she slid her hand over the top of my thigh until she reached the bulge in my trousers and then tenderly rubbed her fingers against my hard cock.

I glanced up to see Phil getting his wallet out to pay the driver as we had just turned into their road. A few minutes later we were in their house and Phil got some drinks as Tracy put some music on, which involved her bending over to get a CD off the bottom shelf, giving me another view of her legs and stocking tops - I was bursting with lust. Phil walked back in with the drinks and must have noticed me looking.

"She looks great, doesn't she Jim", he said.

"OH. Sorry Phil " I replied a bit flustered, "I did not mean to stare at your wife."

"It's fine Jim, why don't you move over and take a better look?"

He nodded at me as I got up and watched as I stepped behind her. Trace had put her hands on the shelf and was now bent over revealing the welts of her stockings and the straps.

"Lift her skirt up a bit Jim, so you can see her little lace panties and suspender belt" Phil said and I realised he was enjoying this as much as me. So, I gently took hold of the hem and lifted it up, she looked so sexy and my cock was throbbing as I touched her.

She reached round and took hold of the skirt herself, and said. "Why don't you feel how sheer the nylon is Jim?" I slipped my hand down to the inside of her thigh and stroked it feeling her smooth skin through the material. As I did she let out a little sigh and so I stroked a bit harder and moved my hand higher. I was aware of the sound of Phil undoing his belt and trousers as my fingers moved over her stocking tops.

"Keep going, Jim" Phil instructed me, "hitch up her skirt and feel those silky panties".

My heart was pounding as my fingers slid along the smooth material, noticing how wet they already were. Easing back the material I then gently massaged her lips, watching as Phil moved alongside her and she began stroking his engorged cock.

"She likes your fingers, Jim", Phil said, "but I think she needs your cock inside her."

I could not really believe what was happening but was so horny now, and totally lost in the moment. The opportunity to fuck Tracy was too much to resist even though Phil was stood there rubbing his cock against her mouth. I quickly took off my trousers and gripped my hard erection and began rubbing it against her bum as she licked Phil harder. She let out a whimper as I slipped it against her soaking wet pussy and then I pulled her panties to one side and moved my fingers round to play with her clit

Tracy lifted herself up for a moment pushing back against my cock and then peeled off her top and threw it to one side. Her hands then slid behind her back and she unhooked the lacy black bra she was wearing and then let her superb tits hang free. Phil immediately began fondling them and squeezing her nipples as she leant forward again against the unit and presented her wet pussy to my cock.

I gripped her hips and then pushed it inside her, letting out a sigh as I felt her pussy envelope my cock. She moaned too, only louder this time, then began sucking Phil harder, taking him deep in her mouth as I began to thrust deeper. My rhythm increased and there was the delicious sound of her pussy, all wet and oozing juices, and her mouth taking Phil right in deep. I was pumping hard into her now, trying not to cum too quickly but the whole scene was so erotic we were all getting frenzied. Sensing that Tracey was close to orgasm I rubbed her clit more frantically and watched as Phil pulled on her nipples. Then suddenly I felt her pussy quiver around my cock and she took Phil's erection out of her mouth as she moaned with pleasure and shouted "Oh fuck, Jim...please cum in me."

I could not stop now and tightened my grip on her hips as she pushed back against me, making my balls slap against her bum. I let out a guttural grunt as I felt my balls throb and then began shooting my spunk inside her and feeling her milking every drop from me. Again she moved her mouth away from Phil's cock and moaned as she came again and still wanked Phil hard. He was now moaning too and I could tell he was going to shoot too any second by the look on his face; Tracy took him back in her hot mouth and sucked him really hard and I watched in amazement as his body trembled and he despatched his hot cum into Tracy's throat. I could not tell whether she was orgasming again, but I carried on rubbing her clit hoping it would increase her pleasure as she sucked him dry, before letting him slide out of her mouth.

We all stood there panting for a minute or two, until Tracy turned round, smiled, and said. "Why don't you show Jim some of the photos you have taken. That might get him all excited again."

Phil and I moved across and sat on the sofa as Tracy went upstairs for few minutes. I still really could not believe what had just happened but oddly I did not feel uncomfortable. Phil picked up his laptop from the side table and flicked it open, and then began to show me various photos. There were some of them on holiday showing Tracy in a short denim skirt, which had always been one of my favourite outfits. I told him she looked great and he laughed.

"Well, it was very hot Jim and she had no undies on."

He then showed me some of her with her legs parted so you could see up her skirt, and some close ups of her tight fitting top with her nipples poking through. I felt my cock twitch as I looked at her with him, and then he showed more of her in various poses around the hose, mostly in stockings.

The door opened and Tracy walked back through with her full breasts and pert nipples showing and her panties had gone so we could see her pouting wet pussy lips and her legs were encased in fresh black stockings with a matching suspender belt - she looked stunning.

We both must have been drooling, because she looked at us and giggled. "Well you two. This lady needs some more attention. Did you like the photos, Jim? "

"They were fabulous ", I said, "Phil is a lucky man."

"Yes. I do keep reminding him about that. Now come here and play with these boobs."

I glanced at Phil, and he just nodded as Tracy stood in front of me. I stood up and let my hands wander up her tummy, and gently caress her nipples. She leant back and thrust her tits forward as I fondled them and then I felt her fingers gently coaxing my cock and at this point Phil got up.

'Shall we move to the bedroom and get comfortable ", he said.

"Great idea ", Tracy replied, and we made our way upstairs. She lay on the bed and took my hand, pulling me on to it with her. I put my hands back on to her chest and began fondling those gorgeous breasts as she stroked the side of my face and then my chest. I could feel my cock springing back to life again as her fingers moved down and gently toyed with it.

Meanwhile Phil was stroking her legs through her stockings and I watched as her put her legs on his shoulders and begin kissing the inside of them. Tracy let out a horny moan, clearly loving the attention of both of us. She was now propped up on her pillows watching the erotic scene as I moved over and took her right nipple into my mouth and began to flick it with my tongue. She grabbed my head almost demanding me to suck harder as I pinched and squeezed her other swollen breast.

By now Phil's tongue had gone beyond her stocking tops and he was licking those smooth wet pussy lips making her moan louder and more insistently. She had wrapped her legs round Phil's back pulling him deeper inside her and her body trembled as she orgasmed and almost wailed with pleasure.

"Slide it between my boobs, Jim ....fuck my tits please ", she said.

So I straddled her and rubbed the head of my cock all over her nipples as Phil began sliding his erection against her pussy. I felt her hands on my bum and she smiled as I slid my between her tits and began thrusting. She looked at me smiling as Phil began fucking her wet cunt, making a delicious erotic sound. He was obviously deep inside and grinding against her clit as he grabbed her hips, making her body shudder with each stroke. I was squeezing her tits against my cock as I slid it faster between her breasts, my precum and sweat providing the lubrication. Tracy was panting with lust and flicking her tongue down on my cock as it lunged up towards her mouth, and the feel of her licking me was making me even harder and hornier. I was thrusting as hard as I could as Phil fucked away furiously pounding into her pussy.

I looked back up at her..."cum all over them, Jim", she said between breaths.

I could tell by the way that Phil was grunting that he was getting close and imagined that Tracy wanted us to both to shoot for her at about the same time, so I squeezed her tits harder against me and began fucking her breasts as fast as I could, making my balls bang against them too. Her head was swaying from side to side and she was panting, breathing deeply and waiting for the assault of spunk that she knew was about to come.

I heard Phil shout "Oh fuck" and felt Tracy's body spasm as she squeezed his cock and milking every drop of spunk she could. She was looking straight at my cock and pinching my arse now as I felt my balls twitch again. She gasped as my cum began shooting, I was a bit amazed at how much there was as it shot between her tits and up onto her chest. Tracy seemed to be loving all the cum spraying on her and I realised her fingers had moved and she was rubbing her clit hard bringing herself to another orgasm as the last of my gooey spunk dribbled from me.

I rolled over to the side of the bed, still panting and watching Tracy as she wiped some cum if her boobs then sucked it off her fingers.

"Well, I don't want to waste any ", she said smiling.

I glanced at the clock and realised it was nearly 2 in the morning and Phil spotted me.

"Jim, you can stay there bud ", he said. "This is the spare room, so you might as well stop here. No point you trying to get a taxi back now ".

I agreed as I had no reason to go home and suddenly felt tired. Tracy got up off the bed and ruffled my hair smiling.

"If you're lucky you may get a cup of tea in bed in the morning ", she said. "Sleep well, Jim ".

"Thanks for an amazing night ", I said to them both.

"It was our pleasure too" Phil answered and they both left the room

I lay back on the pillow and my eyes closed. I still could not quite take in what had just happened. I had a thought about Tracy bringing me tea in the morning and smiled to myself. Little did I know what lay in store for me.

3,570 Words.

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