Sexscapades - The Aftermath

My last post ended up being so long, I didn't dare add anymore to it. I actually considered breaking that one up into two parts, but I felt it would break up the story too much and lose its impact of how long and yummy the night really was. Anyway, there's is a little more to tell, so I thought I'd continue in one more post. :)


Like I said before, Hubby and I were exhausted from the previous night. When we got home, we pretty much passed out cold - Hubby more from all the beer he had that night, and me... well, that was more sex than I have had in a REALLY long time in one sitting, so my exhaustion was definitely of a physical nature. When I got up later that day, I could barely walk! But I consider that a good thing, because it was a really good kind of sore - hehe - Even better was the fact that I got a delicious massage from Hubby later on, which helped tremendously. And, of course, as I said, Hubby and I ended up going another yummy round after that. Have I told you how much I love sex & Hubby?!

So after Hubby and I woke up and gave each other some more lovin', we determined that we were both starving. Neither one of us felt like cooking - who wants to ruin a perfectly good 24 hour period with menial labor, LOL - so we decided to go out for a burger. As we are sitting there eating we, of course, started talking about the night we just had. I was a little worried about whether Hubby actually enjoyed himself that night, because he spent most of his time either walking around watching, or sitting in that damn chair drinking his beer. Again he assures me that he really did enjoy himself, stating that he's never had his cock sucked so much in one night, lol - then he tells me, "The best part was watching those guys f* you!" And he starts telling me how hot I am when I'm f*ing, how he loves the way my body moves, thinking it's sexy as hell, and telling me how good my ass looks from behind when I'm on top when there's a cock sliding in and out of my p*. He also mentions that he was taking a shit load of mental pictures for his "spank bank" while he's in Iraq, because things like porn, phone sex, and the like are a big no-no over there. Hearing this was a downer, but then Hubby tells me that he really wants more nights like this before he leaves. ;) Yay!

While we continue to sit there talking and eating, my cell phone rings, and it happens to be Ms. R. She was just calling to tell us what a good time they had that night, and asks if we'd be up for getting together again? I said, "Absolutely!", also telling her what a good time we had. Then she says to me, "Can I ask you a question?" I said, "Sure!" She says, "Would you mind if I f* Mr. Yummy?" At least she had the good graces to ask. I laughed at her question, then told her, "As long as Mr. Yummy is agreeable to it, I don't have a problem with it." Actually, I really do have a slight problem with this, because Mr. R is still off-limits to me. It seems to me that if she wants to start f*ing the people I'm f*ing, then she needs to hand over Mr. R for some fun, don't you think? But the reality is that she doesn't need my permission to have sex with Mr. Yummy, because he's his own man, and can make his own decisions. Even still, it was nice to see her acknowledging the fact the Mr. Yummy was a playmate of mine - especially after that shit that happened with Big T a few months ago. Finally, someone with some manners. Anyway, I told her that we really did have a good time that night, but next time we're going to have to figure out a more private rendezvous spot for us, so that just the four of us can hook up, lol - and she says, "No, really, we didn't mind Mr. Yummy being there, and would actually enjoy having him with us the next time too! He's cute!" I told her we would let Mr. Yummy know, then we said goodbye. Hubby and I finished eating then went home.

When we get home, my cell phone rings again, only this time it's Lil' Pistol. She was just calling to see how I was feeling. :) I told her I was sore as hell, sharing a laugh with her, then I asked her how Mr. Pistol felt about what happened that night. She tells me they haven't really talked about it yet, and then she drops a bombshell on me. She says, "LL, you are the first woman Mr. Pistol has f*ed besides me in the 10 years we've been married." Holy shit! I was really shocked at hearing this. They were so quick to peel off their clothes that night and jump right in! I would have never guessed that this was new to them. Wow! I told Lil' Pistol, "If I had known that, I would have never suggested it." She says, "I am that comfortable with you, that I really had no problem with it." I told her how honored I felt that she allowed me to have sex with her husband. This is a big deal that is not lost on me. Then I apologized again, stating once more that if I had known, I would not have done it. Then she tells me, "Do you wanna know the weird part? It really, REALLY doesn't bother me. If there's anyone I would have wanted for that first time, it's you." Again, wow! I'm flattered beyond words at this point, and now feeling a little bad that I pursued that, but then she says she, too, would be interested in getting together again like that with Hubby and I and Mr. Pistol.


I have to tell you, in the past there have been several instances when either Hubby and I have introduced someone to this lifestyle, or I have had bi-curious women, whom I've turned fully bi. Every time it happens, it's like an eye-opening experience for these people that becomes truly life changing and liberating for them. It's not that we do this intentionally - it's just that we are that open and honest about the lifestyle to anyone curious enough to find out what it's about, and we are gentle with them as well, as we do try to make these experiences as enjoyable for them as we can. But in the midst of being a "teacher", there is a moderate amount of responsibility that goes with it, because not everyone can handle this lifestyle. Either they don't understand the etiquette that it entails, or they have jealousy issues that can flat out destroy relationships. I tend to forget this can happen sometimes. And when someone tells me this "was" their first time, as opposed to this "will be" our first time, I get worried, because I never got the chance to really feel them out to see if they could handle it. If I think you've "been there, done that", I'm also not as gentle, if you will. Not that it's my job to tell anyone whether they can handle it or not, but if I sense that it might cause issues or problems somewhere down the line, I try to steer clear of that. Anyway...


As much of a flirt as Lil' Pistol is, as openly as she talks about sex with me, and the fact that she has actually had sex with me, with someone else, no less, (that's another back story that I owe you), not to mention how quickly they peeled off their clothes that night, I genuinely got the impression that they'd done this before. Now all I can do is pray there won't be any problems for them because of it, because as of today, almost a week later, Lil' Pistol says they still haven't discussed that night.

Up to this point, I've talked to Ms. R, Hubby, and Lil' Pistol about that night. Then Friday night rolls around.

Late morning on Friday, Hubby asks me if I'd like to go out on a date with him. He wants to take me to the movies for a late afternoon matinee, and then to dinner. And since we're already going to be dressed for a date, I suggest going to our local watering hole afterwards for a few drinks before we head home. He agrees, and that afternoon we both get ready and head out on our date. By the way, we went to see the new Indiana Jones movie - not bad, but it could have been better, lol - then we went to Applebee's for dinner. Afterwards, we headed to the bar.

When we get to the bar, I get a phone call from Lil' Pistol asking if Hubby and I would be going out that night. I said, "We're already here!", and she tells me that she and Mr. Pistol are coming out too, and they'll see us soon. Shortly there after, Mr. Pistol comes walking in and joins us. I guess they were riding in separate cars, because Lil' Pistol had to go pick up Dee. (She's the woman that pissed me off the other night and I ended up telling her she wasn't invited.) So the three of us are sitting there, and inevitably the other night gets brought up, as Hubby cracks some joke about Mr. Pistol have a "green minty cock", LOL! I took that as my cue, so I chimed in and asked Mr. Pistol if he was cool with what happened the other night. With a shit-eating grin on his face, he says, "HELL YEAH!" Alrighty, then! LOL I guess that means he enjoyed himself! Not that Hubby and I really doubted that, because we had talked about how, when Mr. Pistol was f*ing me, we knew he was enjoying it. ;) I didn't want to get into the personal aspects of it by asking why he hadn't talked with his wife about it though, so I just let it go after that. Then, about that time, Lil' Pistol walks in with Dee, and they join us at our table.

When Lil' Pistol got there, she didn't seem like she was in a very good mood. As a matter of fact, she was down-right quiet, and that's just not Lil' Pistol. She's usually rather loud and obnoxious, if truth be told, so I started to worry about what was up with her. I kept asking her if she was okay, and in a rather aloof way, she said she was "fine." I am hardly convinced that she's "fine", so I asked her again what was wrong. Normally, the first thing Lil' Pistol does is grab a chair by me, give me a kiss, and then she becomes a chatterbox. On this night, she stood on the other side of the table, just kind of looking pissed. This is not good, being the kind of stuff I worry about when things happen like they did the other night. Finally, I pull out the chair next to me, patting it for her to sit down, and eventually she strolls over and takes a seat. I hate issues, and being the upfront kind of person that I am, I leaned towards her ear and asked her if she was upset about what happened the other night, stating that if she was, then we needed to get it out in the open. Again, she says she is fine. I said, "I asked Mr. Pistol if he was cool with what happened the other night, and he says he is totally cool with it." Mind you, at that point I really didn't think his "HELL YEAH" response was going to go over very well. She says, "Yeah, well, he still hasn't talked to me about it." Uh oh. I let it go after that. I was fairly well convinced that it wasn't me she was having issues with now, because she was throwing those evil-eye darts at Mr. Pistol when she said it, lol Unfortunately, though, it sounds like there are definite issues about the other night, but they'll have to work that one out on their own. Meanwhile, I decided that I was going to try not to show Mr. Pistol too much attention, because I didn't want to add to the issues.

By now it's about 11:00 p.m., and I get a text message from Mr. Yummy asking me if I was out, and if so, where was I? I sent him one back telling him I was with Hubby, Mr & Mrs Pistol, and Dee, and that we were at the watering hole. He says, "We're at 'such&such' strip club. Come over here and have a drink with us." I told everyone what was up, and asked them if they were interested, and everyone agreed to go, except Mr. Pistol, who decided to head home, saying something about the kids. We said goodbye to him, and headed over to the strip club.

As soon as we pay our cover and go inside the club, one of the strippers walks up to me, and says, "Hi Sexy!" And then she starts sliding her half naked body up and down me, LOL I said, "Hi!" and then got a little jiggy with her, then I turned to the bar and ordered a drink. Then we find all the guys we usually hang out with, along with Mr. Yummy and a few of those 20-something girls they all like to have around. The guys were, of course, sitting around the dance floor drooling over the dancer, and throwing their money at them. Being at this strip club managed to turn things up a notch or two, and I could feel the energy that was building in our group, especially with Lil' Pistol. I don't know if that was because Mr. Pistol wasn't there, or if her drinks had finally started to kick in, but she definitely started to loosen up.

So, Hubby and I, Lil' Pistol, and Dee all found a seat on a couch over by the dance floor, and ordered more drinks as we watched the strippers do their thing. I wasn't really too impressed with the strippers themselves, as they just weren't seeming all that experienced in what they were doing. I was, however, getting a kick out of watching these guys with the strippers, because they were all acting like they'd never seen naked women before, lol What is it about strip clubs? I have been to many strip clubs over the years, but as much as I am also attracted to women, I've never really understood the thrill of these clubs. I would much rather have a naked woman that I can play with, rather than one that is grinding all over me that I can't touch. Maybe some day some can explain this too me, lol

The longer we were in this club, the more animated Lil' Pistol got - and eventually, she's sitting on my lap kissing me. This made me laugh, because I glanced up at one point, and there were several men who were sitting in front of us who turned around to watch us, rather than watching the strippers, LOL - yeah, we were that hot! ;) Anyway, not long after, the bar lights came on and everyone was directed to the door.

Remember that this group we are with is infamous for after-parties, so as we're heading out the door, everyone wants to know where we were going. Mr. Yummy offers up his house, and we all head over there. When we get there, there are a lot more people than we actually expected. It ended up being a pretty big party. We're all raiding Mr. Yummy's kitchen for alcohol, and once everyone has drinks, we all gather into his living room where someone had thrown in a porn flick, as well as a CD, so we're all watching porn, and listening to the music. Next thing I know, Lil' Pistol is dancing rather provocatively, and starts heading toward me. Keep in mind that this living room is full of people.

I am sitting up-right on the edge of the sofa, and as Lil' Pistol comes at me, she pushes me backwards so now I'm half laying down. Then she proceeds to make out with me, as she starts grinding against me, giving me a very erotic lap dance. Honest to goodness, I thought she was going to start taking her clothes off at one point, LOL - and while she's doing this, I hear all the guys in the room reacting to what she was doing to me. Mind you, the girls that were watching weren't taking it all so well, behaving a little shocked, and making a few snide comments. I really didn't care though. My first thought was, "Grow Up!" I was feeling pretty good from the alcohol, and Lil' Pistol was really turning me on, but then it hit me hard that we had a fairly large audience at that point, so I stopped Lil' Pistol from what she was doing. She decided she wasn't having any of that, and continued to bump and grind against me until the song was over. Then I looked around the room, and apparently this whole scenario had made a few people uncomfortable as they all cleared the room, except for Hubby, Mr. Yummy, Dee, and one other guy who was sitting in his seat with his mouth gaping wide open. With that, I got up off the sofa and went to fix myself another drink.

For the rest of the night, Lil' Pistol followed me around the house, kissing me and throwing major sexual connotations my way. I guess I was equally as bad, because I was kissing her back, as well as dirty dancing with her at every turn. If there weren't so many freakin' people there that were so young, I would have probably stripped Lil' Pistol and had my way with her! This, of course, is part of the aftermath from the other night. We're obviously still feeling the heat from it, and being at a strip club that night only added fuel to the fire. It would have been very easy to just get naked and do it all over again!

Somewhere along the line, Lil' Pistol disappeared - I think she must have gone to the bathroom or something, but I took the opportunity to join Hubby and Mr. Yummy, who were sitting on the couch talking. When I joined them, they were talking about none other than Wednesday nights sexscapades. I took this opportunity to ask Mr. Yummy if he had a good time the other night, because that was his first "group" experience. He says, "HELL YEAH!" It's good to know these guys had such a good time that night, LOL - Then I asked him if he'd be interested in doing it again, to which he eagerly says again, "HELL YEAH!" Then I told him about Ms. R's request to f* him, and his "HELL YEAH" faded more to an, "Okay." That actually made me feel good, because he sounded more like he'd be willing to do it for the sake of the party than anything else. With everyone eager to get together again, it looks like we have another meet-up planned for the near future. ;)

After this conversation with Mr. Yummy, Lil' Pistol suddenly reappeared. Right about now, I had caught the rhythm of the song that was playing, and I had started to dance, grinding against Hubby. Lil' Pistol comes over, and politely moves me out of the way as she takes over giving Hubby a lap dance, and in the process starts kissing him. Whoa! I honestly didn't mind, but the look on Hubby's face told me that she completely caught him off guard! I let her go for it, figuring that if Hubby had a problem with it, he'd let her know. I guess he didn't, because she was still kissing him, hehe I was so tempted to give Mr. Yummy a lap dance too, but there were too many of his buddies around, so I decided it probably wouldn't be a good idea. With that thought, I sat between Hubby and Mr. Yummy while Lil' Pistol worked on Hubby.

It really is too bad that there were so many people there that night. There was definite sexual energy floating between the four of us, and I have no doubt that if we had been alone, there would have been some great sex involved. But it was about 3:30 in the morning now, and I had to work the next day, so it was time to go home.

As we are getting ready to leave, Lil' Pistol disappeared, and she was our ride, so I went to go find her. I go to the kitchen, and there she is standing there talking to Mr. Yummy. When I walked up, she immediately pulls my shirt down, exposing my breasts and starts sucking on my nipples, while Mr.Yummy watched. I reciprocated, and then things started to get a little hot and heavy between us. Mr. Yummy finally says, "My turn!" as he lifts up his shirt, exposing his chest to us. Lil' Pistol and I immediately went to work sucking Mr. Yummy's nipples, and when I heard him moan, I reached down to start stroking his cock through his jeans. He was hard as a rock. I felt a little bad for Mr. Yummy, because I knew as much as this was turning him on, there wasn't going to be any sex that night. Let's face it - after the stuff that happened the other night between Mr. Yummy and Lil' Pistol, while she's really good at getting men to want her, in the end, it wasn't going to go any further. Although, I know Mr. Yummy still wishes he could f* her, and I'm getting the definite impression that Lil' Pistol is actually contemplating this thing with him. If she isn't, then I think it's pretty wrong on her part to keep making him think there might be a possibility of it, but those two will have to work that one out between them.

Hubby is now waiting outside for us to leave, along with Dee, so I finally told Lil' Pistol we had to get going. She agreed, and off we went, leaving poor Mr. Yummy standing there with his hard-on.

We finally made it home that night, and as soon as Hubby and I got into our bedroom, the clothes were gone and Hubby and I were going at it. Afterwards, I fell dead asleep for two whole hours before I had to get up to go to work. Yes, Saturday was a very long day at work.

As of this point, as you can probably tell, I had been feeling everyone out about what happened that night, mostly trying to make sure everyone was cool with everything that went on. There's nothing worse than having a night like that only to find out later that there were issues somewhere down the line. If everyone was willing to do it again, its better to know those issues beforehand. The only one I hadn't talked to yet was Mr. R.


I made it through my weekend at work, and woke up Monday morning feeling refreshed. When I get up in the morning, one of the first things I do is log on to my computer while my coffee is brewing. On this morning, I no sooner log on when Mr. R sends me an instant message telling me what a great time he had the other night. :) Then he tells me the only downer to the whole night was that he didn't get to f* me. He explained that Ms. R is having some serious insecurity issues about seeing him have sex with other women. Then he tells me, "If she can't see me f*ing you, she won't have any issues." On that note, he says to me that he has to run, because he's at work, so it ended up being a short conversation. I was just glad to hear he had a good time that night, even though Ms. R was the only one who was allowed to give him the majority of attention. Before he logged off, he ended the conversation with, "We really have to get together again!" Then we said good-bye.


Since that night, there have been additional conversations about getting together for round 2, although I am getting the definite impression that it will much different from the first time. I guess we'll have to wait and see, but I'll definitely keep you "posted". ;)

xoxo