Friend’s Whore Wife

 

I was stationed in a Navy Band in Rhode Island during the late 80’s. We were a close nit group that got together often. One Halloween, I was debating if I should go to the band party or not. I was quite tired and really didn’t want to think about creating a costume, I just felt like hanging in my robe and pajamas watching TV. Then I got the idea to go to the party in my pajamas.

I grabbed a toothbrush and stuck it in my robe pocket, messed my hair up so it looked like I just got out of bed. Then for the topper, I grabbed the bell of my clarinet and placed in the zipper of a pair of shorts I had under my pajamas, creating the illusion of a morning hard on.

The party was somewhat dull. I wound up taking most of the evening to one of the band wives. She was about fifteen years older, and she was dressed as a hooker. Nothing happened between us at that time, but the seed had been planted. On her way out of the party she grabbed the bell stuck in my pants and winked at me.

I wound up being transferred to Hawaii a few months later, and never had the opportunity to get together with her.

After six months in Hawaii, I had to go back east for a funeral. Since it was close to the bands blanket summer leave, I took two weeks off. While back east, I went to visit my old band members in Rhode Island. I met the hooker’s husband and he told me that she was home recovering from an operation. He suggested that I go visit her, since she always felt very highly of me. I went to her house, but did not find her there. After taking a few minutes to think things over, I decided to check out the Chowder Fest being held at the docks. After all, what better place could a sailor to pick up a “hooker” then the docks.

I was in the fair for only five minutes when she walked in the gate. She saw me and ran to me, giving me on of the deepest kisses I have ever had. My cock sprang to life. She began to grind against my hard cock. I could feel steam coming from her pants.

I have no idea how long we were kissing and grinding in the middle of the fair. No words had been spoken between us, just the kiss. When the embrace ended, I had a wet spot from precum on the front of my pants.

We walked back to her place, and we picked up were we left off. She stepped back for a minute and slowly unbuttoned her shirt revealing her beautiful breasts.

The she reached down and undid my pants. She said she was going to do something that she always wanted to do. We were on the floor with my cock in her mouth. She managed to take me in farther then anyone had ever done before. What surprised me was the tenderness that I felt from her. I was ready to explode.

She new what was coming. She got on all fours and had me fuck her face. I was thrusting in and out of her hot mouth when I shot my load. Most of my hot cum went down her throat, some was on her cheek and there was a glob of it on the piano legs. She preceded to clean my up with her tongue, licking my balls and around my asshole. Then she noticed the cum on the piano leg and she licked that off as well.

She laid down in the floor and began to taste her wet pussy. It was so sweet, and so wet that when I came up for some air, there was a trail of wetness from my mouth to her pussy. I was taking my time, enjoying the taste and feel of her lips in my mouth. I slid my hands under her ass and lifted her up slightly. My tongue probed her asshole for a bit, getting all the juice that had collected there. Then I went for her clit. After a minute of pulling it into my mouth she grabbed my head with her legs and hands and began grinding her pussy against me. The she began shaking and let out a scream the likes of which I have never heard before.

It was almost time for her husband to return home. We grabbed a quick shower and off I went. We kept in touch for awhile, but after a year or so we lost contact.

It was a great day for both of us, and one I don’t think she will forget. I know it will always be a fond memory for me.