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After relieving myself and managing to get my erection under control (it was now just a respectable bulge instead of an out of control invader), I went to the kitchen and returned with Kit's ******* and took my seat, ready to play again.
As soon as I sat, Kit's foot was back to work on my leg. After about another hour of play, Ron came in.
Me - You're earlier than normal . . .
Ron - Only had one applicant, they were taking the practice test tonight and he finished early.
Ron had walked in from the kitchen and stood behind Kit with his hands on her shoulders - he bent forward and kissed the top of her head.
Kit - (with a soft Southern accent - fake accent but not bad), I just love a man in uniform.
laughter
Me - well cool, we're playing spades - wanna join?
Ron - Sure, let me change and I'll be back in a few (as he left the room).
Ron returned carrying a beer and wearing a sweat suit. As soon as he sat down, I immediately lost my footsie-partner - not surprised.
We played a few hands and drank a few drinks and everyone was feeling pretty good, as we finished a game Sharon and Kit went to the kitchen to fix a snack and I fixed everyone another *******. When they returned Sharon sat a tray with chips and dip on it on the coffee table instead of the card table and we all gathered around, Sharon and I on the couch and Kit and Ron on the love seat across from us.
Kit was snugged in tight with Ron and as we snacked, talked and drank, I noticed Kit had one hand resting on Ron's inner-thigh and occasionally dragged her fingers across his groin area - Ron was beginning to respond and it wasn't long until Kit's hand resting on Ron's thigh was holding his semi-erect cock, which was very noticable, even through his sweatpants. Kit begin to slowly stroke Ron to life
and then the phone rang . . .
Sharon went to the kitchen and answered it, there was a slight pause and then Sharon called out, "Kit - it's Bob". Kit mumbled FUCK! as she rose and left the room. A couple of minutes later she stuck her head back in the room and said, "I gotta go - so, see you all later". Kit stomped out the back door as Sharon walked back in, shrugging her shoulders, sat back down and said, "Bob sounded a little pissed, but it is after midnight".
Ron said, "******* happens - she'll be ok", I noticed that Ron had not bothered to rearrange the "package" and he sat there snacking with a large bulge down his sweatpants leg. Pays to advertise, I guess.
The room soon went quiet and it was obvious the party was over and we all said our good nights and went to bed.
I was right about the weekend and I was unable to get to my recorders and learn if I had captured anything on the Friday before.
Monday, on the other hand, went well. I was on leave and I slept late and rose and had my coffee while Ron was in the shower. He had finished his workout and everyone else was gone so, shortly he left, I was alone at last.
I gathered my recorders and sat on the love seat in the living room, surrounded with my stuff.
I started with the recorder I had stashed in the Dining/Living area. It began with street noises and then the sound of Ron getting his morning soda from the fridge. Then the sound of the phone ringing - Ron answered, "Oh hi, how are you? Sure, I'm fixin to hit the shower and go to the station. Sure, yeah, see you then - Bye".
I wondered who that might be?
There were sounds after that but nothing I could make out until the sounds of a female coming to a loud and enthusiastic orgasm in what sounded like Ron's room, then silence until the usual noises of the ******* coming in and other normal sounds until the tape ran out.
I eagerly hooked up the other recorder and listened to the sound of Ron getting up and taking a whizz and then getting his soda and then the phone call.
I heard Ron getting into the shower and then the sound of a door opening (more accurately - closing) -
There was the sound of foot steps, what sounded like someone undressing, bare feet across the floor and the shower noise getting louder as the curtain was pulled back -
Ron - Hey! damn you scared the crap out of me.
female voice (so low I couldn't identify who it was) - Don't you like surprises?
Kissing sounds and the sound of wet bodies coming together
Ron - you're even more beautiful naked than I thought you would be.
female - You don't disappoint either and this cock . . . man, that's amazing
There was some more splashing around and the sucking sounds of an enthusiastic blow job and the moans from Ron in appreciation of the female's efforts.
More kissing sounds and splashing around in the spray sounds and then -
Ron - turn around
The sound of switching places and wet hands slapping the wall
female - easy, go slow, I want you so bad, but, give me a chance to adjust - you're entering virgin territory
a loud moan from the female
Ron - wow, Baby, that feels wonderful, You're so tight, damn that's some good pussy
female - easy, careful
Ron - don't worry baby, I'll take care of you
Just like many stories report it to be, the next few minutes were filled with moans, groans and grunts and bodies meeting bodies as she adjusted to Ron's size, it finally developed into a steady rhythm of two wet bodies slapping together and then rising to a crescendo of sensuous sounds that had my imagination running wild.
female - oh my God, that's wonderful, so full, like that, yes, right there, just like that, c'mon fuck me Ron, fuck me hard.
Ron - so good, baby, it feels so good, yeah, just like that, you are so hot
The slapping of flesh against flesh rose to a new level and the sounds of ******* were unmistakable as they reached thunderous orgasms at the same time, except for ragged breathing and little mewling sounds from the female it was quiet for a few minutes and then
The water is off and the sound of them getting out of the shower is the next recording, it sounded as if they went into Ron's room and then left together shortly after.
There was little recorded conversation, if they talked it was too low to get the recorder going, I still don't know who the female was and I'm dying to know, not to mention I had a raging hard-on from listening to the recording, so I rewound it and listened to it again, trying my best to sort out who it might be . . .
In the meantime, I leaned back on the cushions and in an effort to hear more completely closed my eyes and concentrated hard. It's only natural that I began to stroke my cock as I listened to the sound of Ron fucking this woman silly.
I was trying hard and placing different women, in my mind's eye, as Ron's lover and suddenly a wet warm sensation on the head of my cock snapped my attention back to reality and my eyes shot open to see the top of Kit's head as she slid her mouth down over my cock. She wrapped her hands around my cock as she slid to her knees between my legs and smiled up at me and said, "you look like you need some help Gary".
My only thought was - how the hell was I going to explain the recorders . . .
After relieving myself and managing to get my erection under control (it was now just a respectable bulge instead of an out of control invader), I went to the kitchen and returned with Kit's ******* and took my seat, ready to play again.
As soon as I sat, Kit's foot was back to work on my leg. After about another hour of play, Ron came in.
Me - You're earlier than normal . . .
Ron - Only had one applicant, they were taking the practice test tonight and he finished early.
Ron had walked in from the kitchen and stood behind Kit with his hands on her shoulders - he bent forward and kissed the top of her head.
Kit - (with a soft Southern accent - fake accent but not bad), I just love a man in uniform.
laughter
Me - well cool, we're playing spades - wanna join?
Ron - Sure, let me change and I'll be back in a few (as he left the room).
Ron returned carrying a beer and wearing a sweat suit. As soon as he sat down, I immediately lost my footsie-partner - not surprised.
We played a few hands and drank a few drinks and everyone was feeling pretty good, as we finished a game Sharon and Kit went to the kitchen to fix a snack and I fixed everyone another *******. When they returned Sharon sat a tray with chips and dip on it on the coffee table instead of the card table and we all gathered around, Sharon and I on the couch and Kit and Ron on the love seat across from us.
Kit was snugged in tight with Ron and as we snacked, talked and drank, I noticed Kit had one hand resting on Ron's inner-thigh and occasionally dragged her fingers across his groin area - Ron was beginning to respond and it wasn't long until Kit's hand resting on Ron's thigh was holding his semi-erect cock, which was very noticable, even through his sweatpants. Kit begin to slowly stroke Ron to life
and then the phone rang . . .
Sharon went to the kitchen and answered it, there was a slight pause and then Sharon called out, "Kit - it's Bob". Kit mumbled FUCK! as she rose and left the room. A couple of minutes later she stuck her head back in the room and said, "I gotta go - so, see you all later". Kit stomped out the back door as Sharon walked back in, shrugging her shoulders, sat back down and said, "Bob sounded a little pissed, but it is after midnight".
Ron said, "******* happens - she'll be ok", I noticed that Ron had not bothered to rearrange the "package" and he sat there snacking with a large bulge down his sweatpants leg. Pays to advertise, I guess.
The room soon went quiet and it was obvious the party was over and we all said our good nights and went to bed.
I was right about the weekend and I was unable to get to my recorders and learn if I had captured anything on the Friday before.
Monday, on the other hand, went well. I was on leave and I slept late and rose and had my coffee while Ron was in the shower. He had finished his workout and everyone else was gone so, shortly he left, I was alone at last.
I gathered my recorders and sat on the love seat in the living room, surrounded with my stuff.
I started with the recorder I had stashed in the Dining/Living area. It began with street noises and then the sound of Ron getting his morning soda from the fridge. Then the sound of the phone ringing - Ron answered, "Oh hi, how are you? Sure, I'm fixin to hit the shower and go to the station. Sure, yeah, see you then - Bye".
I wondered who that might be?
There were sounds after that but nothing I could make out until the sounds of a female coming to a loud and enthusiastic orgasm in what sounded like Ron's room, then silence until the usual noises of the ******* coming in and other normal sounds until the tape ran out.
I eagerly hooked up the other recorder and listened to the sound of Ron getting up and taking a whizz and then getting his soda and then the phone call.
I heard Ron getting into the shower and then the sound of a door opening (more accurately - closing) -
There was the sound of foot steps, what sounded like someone undressing, bare feet across the floor and the shower noise getting louder as the curtain was pulled back -
Ron - Hey! damn you scared the crap out of me.
female voice (so low I couldn't identify who it was) - Don't you like surprises?
Kissing sounds and the sound of wet bodies coming together
Ron - you're even more beautiful naked than I thought you would be.
female - You don't disappoint either and this cock . . . man, that's amazing
There was some more splashing around and the sucking sounds of an enthusiastic blow job and the moans from Ron in appreciation of the female's efforts.
More kissing sounds and splashing around in the spray sounds and then -
Ron - turn around
The sound of switching places and wet hands slapping the wall
female - easy, go slow, I want you so bad, but, give me a chance to adjust - you're entering virgin territory
a loud moan from the female
Ron - wow, Baby, that feels wonderful, You're so tight, damn that's some good pussy
female - easy, careful
Ron - don't worry baby, I'll take care of you
Just like many stories report it to be, the next few minutes were filled with moans, groans and grunts and bodies meeting bodies as she adjusted to Ron's size, it finally developed into a steady rhythm of two wet bodies slapping together and then rising to a crescendo of sensuous sounds that had my imagination running wild.
female - oh my God, that's wonderful, so full, like that, yes, right there, just like that, c'mon fuck me Ron, fuck me hard.
Ron - so good, baby, it feels so good, yeah, just like that, you are so hot
The slapping of flesh against flesh rose to a new level and the sounds of ******* were unmistakable as they reached thunderous orgasms at the same time, except for ragged breathing and little mewling sounds from the female it was quiet for a few minutes and then
The water is off and the sound of them getting out of the shower is the next recording, it sounded as if they went into Ron's room and then left together shortly after.
There was little recorded conversation, if they talked it was too low to get the recorder going, I still don't know who the female was and I'm dying to know, not to mention I had a raging hard-on from listening to the recording, so I rewound it and listened to it again, trying my best to sort out who it might be . . .
In the meantime, I leaned back on the cushions and in an effort to hear more completely closed my eyes and concentrated hard. It's only natural that I began to stroke my cock as I listened to the sound of Ron fucking this woman silly.
I was trying hard and placing different women, in my mind's eye, as Ron's lover and suddenly a wet warm sensation on the head of my cock snapped my attention back to reality and my eyes shot open to see the top of Kit's head as she slid her mouth down over my cock. She wrapped her hands around my cock as she slid to her knees between my legs and smiled up at me and said, "you look like you need some help Gary".
My only thought was - how the hell was I going to explain the recorders . . .
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