We kissed hard, and I could taste my cum in her mouth. We settled into a gentler kiss after a while. This wild man and his hotwife who wasn’t actually his wife regained their sense of normality. The craziness, the wildness, the hedonistic drive all slipped away. And all that was left was the two of them, softly kissing into the night. the end A HUGE thanks to MELANIEATPLAY for her contributions to this story! Couldn't have done it without her. KISS! Chapter 2: No prizes for second place. Author’s note – This one is a long one, I considered breaking it into two separate chapters but couldn’t find a way to make that work and still flow. I also know that this was the chapter in which the main plot was to be revealed but the story hasn’t allowed for that yet. I promise the big reveal will come in Chapter 3. As with all my stories, this one is longer on plot than it is on sex, the good stuff only being added at a time and place where it makes sense to the story. Obviously as the saga goes on there will be more of it but I would still like to think Ive found a good balance… Anyway, I hope you enjoy. Two men were staring at the screen, watching one of people on the video intently. “he’s good.” One said to the other. “He’s very ‘raw’….” The second man replied in agreement, “but yes, he certainly has potential.” They watched for another few minutes before the video ended. “so, what do you think, sir?” The first man asked after a few moments of silent contemplation. The second man thought about it for a few more seconds. “If he makes it to London, set up a meeting.” ________________________________________________________ Time passed with it’s inevitable drumbeat and the week rolled around to Saturday. Wednesday night was still a bit of a whirlwind in my mind – first Rachael in the alley and all the promises she might keep, then Jessica with equal potential and even more mystique. I hadn’t seen either of my new friends since that night, although I had exchanged the odd text with each to keep in contact. This had included a pretty risqué picture message from Rachael wearing a tiny indian g-string and a matching lace bra desi blowing a kiss into the camera. Usually I would have put that one into the wank bank for a lonely night but I had the distinct impression I wouldn’t be getting many more of those for the foreseeable future. Jack had told us all to be at the pub for 7, so an hour earlier than necessary I was stepping out of the shower and getting ready for the big night. oct 30th the 9th time this month. I and looked over at my reflection in my bedroom closet-door mirror knowing desi full well what I was going to do. “...Could you like, soul gaze it and find out?” "You fucking bastard! I said, “I know,” she said, “I know you know indian cocksucker! “It’s hot being able to watch your dick go in and out of the girl’s butt, to put it bluntly.” The cool breeze and the feeling of being so high above the city was overwhelming. “Would you like me to sit with you for a while?” Daddy said smiling. I didn’t have to use lube with Ann, ever, so I only had for my own solo sessions. "It's just- I ain’t been with anyone else but FJ, and you’re his dad.