Last Train Home
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Last Train Home

My wife has just told me about something that happened to her recently, and we thought it would be great to share it here.

You might call me biased, but Erica is stunning. She's 36 years old, around 5'9 tall and weighs a perfect 130 pounds. There's not an ounce of fat on her toned body and her 32C breasts are fantastically pert with sensitive nipples.

We've been married for 3 years, but have been together for around 10. While my early days were fairly tame, Erica's were a bit wilder and I knew that she had had more partners that me. She had also confessed that she once had a threesome with two guys while she was at college, but since we've been together she's been the most loving, devoted woman anyone could want.

That's why she found it hard to tell me what happened about a month ago. She finally decided that honesty is the best policy and came clean - and I'm glad she did because not only did I find her story incredibly hot, I think it's made us stronger as a couple. Anyway, here's the story.

I had gone away for business for a fortnight and on the middle Friday Erica and her friend Laura had decided they would go out for a girl's night on the town. Laura is one of Erica's oldest friends and close behind her in the fuck-ability stakes. She's somewhat shorter at only 5'5, but has wonderful curves and magnificent 34D tits. Were I not married, and Laura too, I'd definitely try it on with her!

Erica told me that Laura was dressed in a silver mini-dress with spaghetti straps and had a pair of silver stilettos on that added a good 4 inches to her height. Erica herself had put on one of her (and my) favourite outfits. A black, strapless dress that finished at mid-thigh, teamed with black hold-up stockings and black knee length boots with a small, 2-inch heel to them.

They left our home in the suburbs at around 7p.m., planning to head to the city for a meal, a few drinks and a bit of a dance at a club. Laura was going to stay at our place, so they knew they could stay out pretty late and catch the last train back to ours at about 2a.m.

They made the train in good time and settled back for the journey. They were both quite tipsy by now and in a very good mood, chatting about all sorts of things. They were so engrossed by their conversation that they didn't notice they'd missed their stop. Unfortunately the train was an express, so when they were finally able to get off they were quite some way from home.

"OK," said my wife, "there are no more trains, we're in the middle of nowhere, but there must be a cab company nearby. They're always located next to stations."

The pair of them exited the station and looked around, but there was no sign of a minicab office anywhere. Then Laura spotted a pub just down the road with lights still on.

"Let's go and ask down there." She said, pointing the bar out to Erica. "I know it's late, but they've got lights on so they're probably cleaning up. I'm sure they'll be able to book us a cab."

With that, the two of them tottered off down the road until they reached the pub. There was the faint sound of music coming from inside, but when they tried the door it was locked. Erica knocked and shortly after they heard the sound of footsteps. The door opened a crack and a middle-aged black man looked round the side at them.

"Can I help you ladies?" He asked, casting his eye over these two fine female specimens dressed to the nines.

"Err, we hope so." Said Erica. "You see we're kind of stuck. We missed our stop on the last train home and have ended up here. We were hoping you could call a cab for us."

"Sure thing." Replied the man. "Do you want to come in? There are a couple of us here having a lock-in, so technically I shouldn't open the door, but I guess you won't cause any trouble while you're waiting will you."

He smiled as he opened the door and showed them in. As the three of them walked to the bar he introduced himself as Jason, the landlord.

There were five other men in the bar and to Erica and Laura's slight surprise they were all black. Had the pub been in the city with this clientele they would have felt intimidated. But this place was in a quite looking area and all of men looked pretty respectable, so the two ladies were quite comfortable as they settled at the bar.

Jason headed round behind the bar and went to use the phone at the far end. As he chatted away one of the others, who had been seated at the bar when they entered, introduced himself as Tyrone. He explained that the five of them were celebrating the birthday of Michael, one of the four sat at a table a short way away from them.

They spoke for a couple of minutes before Jason came over.

"Sorry ladies, the local cab firm says it'll be at least an hour before they can get anyone over. Friday night and all that, they're only a small company and apparently they have a list of jobs as long as your arm and only 2 drivers on!"

"Oh well, not much we can do I suppose." Said Laura.

"Yeah, our fault for missing our stop!" Laughed Erica.

Both Jason and Michael laughed at that.

"Can I offer you a drink while you wait?" Asked Jason.

"White wine maybe?" Said Erica.

"Yeah, I've got a few bottles here. I'm not sure how good it is, bit of an old man's pub so we don't offer much wine really."

"I'm sure it'll be fine." Replied Erica. "We're not exactly connoisseurs!"

Jason pulled a bottle from one of the fridges behind the bar, opened it and set it in front of Erica and Laura with two glasses.

"Pull up a pew." He said, gesturing to the bar stools in front of them.

The two women sat down, Erica to Tyrone's left, while Jason came back round to the front of the bar and sat next to Laura.

The four chatted away quite happily and Erica and Laura found the two men charming company. The combination of the wine and the warmth of their hosts meant both women started to flirt slightly. They weren't worried the men would take things the wrong way, especially as they were only going to be there for about an hour.

Erica kept touching Tyrone on the arm, leaning in close to speak to him on occasion, but when she causally let her hand drop on to his thigh she almost choked on her drink.

"Steady there!" he said. "Are you OK?"

"Yes, yes." She replied with a slight cough. "Would you mind if I headed to the bathroom quickly?"

Tyrone pointed her in the direction of a short corridor almost opposite where they were sitting.

"Thank you." Said Erica.

Both she and Laura hopped down of their stools (why do women always go in pairs?) and headed towards the ladies.

Once inside, Erica quickly turned to Laura.

"Oh my God!" She said in a loud whisper.

"What?" asked Laura.

"Well when I put my hand on Tyrone's leg, I felt... something!"

"Leg, or crotch?" Said Laura with a cheeky wink.

"Leg, honestly, I am a married woman after all. But this was maybe halfway down his thigh!"

"You're having me on!"

"I'm not! He must have something stuffed down there though. I mean, everyone's heard the stories of black guys, but that would make it about 9 inches long! And it wasn't even hard!!"

"8 and a half actually, but what's half an inch between friends?"

The two women span round at the new voice to see Tyrone standing just inside the door.

"Tryone! What are you doing in here?!?" Asked Laura.

"I thought I'd come to see if Erica was OK. I had a pretty good idea of what made her choke, and I don't mean Jason's dodgy wine."

"Well thank you for your kindness, she's fine. Aren't you Erica?"

"Eight and a half inches?"

"Erica?!?" Cried Laura. "Get a grip of yourself."

"Yes. Want to see?"

"No, she does not. We're marri... Holy crap!"

Tyrone had dropped his trousers while Laura was speaking to reveal his big cock hanging halfway down his thigh.

"Well?" He asked.

"It can't be real." Said my wife, transfixed.

"It is. Very." Said Tyrone. "Why don't you have a feel, just to check it out."

Erica looked over at Laura, whose eyes were wide and mouth was open, just staring at the image in front of her. She looked back over to Tyrone and slowly walked forward. Reaching out, she gently touched the big, black cock in front of her. It twitched slightly at her touch and Tyrone let out a small sigh. The length fascinated Erica and she wrapped her hand around it to get an idea of girth.

"How big does it get?"

"Carry on like that and you'll find out." Erica suddenly realised that she was stroking a stranger's cock in a pub toilet and quickly removed her hand. Tyrone groaned.

"Err, yeah. Like Laura said, we're married. We shouldn't be doing this."

To her surprise Laura walked over and placed her hand on Tyrone's dick.

"We might as well see it in full." She said. "Now that we've gone this far."

My wife looked on as her best friend began gently stroking Tyrone's rod, watching it grow before her eyes. Before long it was pointing straight out from his crotch, looking to be around a foot long, however Erica said it wasn't much thicker than any other cock.

"Is that it?" Asked Laura, breathily.

"Yeah baby, the whole 11 and a half inches." Replied Tyrone. "And what you're doing feels great!"

"Wow." Said Laura.

Erica's curiosity returned and she too wrapped her hand around the black pole being stroked by her friend. It felt warm in her hand and she began to match the rhythm of Laura's stroking.

"Oh ladies, that's goooood!"

A thought came into my wife's head and she crouched down so that she was at eye level with Tyrone's dick. At this angle it looked even bigger and she leaned forward to run her tongue up the shaft, bringing a groan from him.

"Doesn't taste any different." She said with a laugh.

"Really?" Said Laura, mimicking Erica's position. She too then gave it a quick lick. "No, you're right, it doesn't."

"I suppose we shouldn't leave him in this state though, should we?" Said Erica, eyeing her friend over the cock of a man they had only met barely half an hour before, before beginning to lick it up and down.

"I guess not." Replied Laura, with a grin and began to suck on Tyrone's big balls.

Their previous teasing and stroking meant that Erica said it wasn't long before she heard Tyrone's breath begin to quicken.

"Oh fucking hell girls, here it comes!"

Erica and Laura continued to suck on either side of Tyrone's shaft as my wife massaged his balls and Laura stroked the tip of his dick. In moments they felt him tense and his spunk began flying from his cock slit and over the toilet floor.

"Wow, thank you both. That was one hell of a blowjob!" He said as he began tucking is wilting dick back into his trousers.

"You're welcome." Replied my wife.

"But you can't tell the others." Said Laura. "Don't forget, despite what happened here we are both married."

"Sure." Said Tyrone.

The three of them left the toilet and walked down the corridor, Tyrone allowing the girls to go ahead of him.

As they re-entered the main room of the pub, Erica and Laura saw that the remaining men were now sitting in a semi-circle facing the corridor, all showing slight bulges in their crotches. They stopped just inside the room just as Tyrone came up behind them. He stopped right behind my wife, close enough that she could feel his breath on the back of her neck.

"What's going on?" Asked Laura.

"The guys were probably wondering what was taking so long." Answered Tyrone. "Although I'm sure their imaginations were probably playing out a couple of scenarios."

Erica told me later she thought he might have brushed a finger down her arm as he said it, but the touch was so light and quick she couldn't be sure.

"Well their imaginations will be wrong, won't they?" Said Laura.

Erica couldn't believe what she had just heard from her friend, even though she wouldn't have broadcast what had just happened either. However when she glanced across she could see Laura's cheeks were turning bright red.

"That they will." Replied Tyrone, moving even closer to Erica. She could feel his stiffening cock pressing into her arse and his hand began caressing the top of her arm. "Because there is nothing suspect about two sexy women and a guy being in the toilet for ten or so minutes. Is there Erica?"

My wife said that his touch was giving her goosebumps and her nipples were beginning to harden. So she wasn't surprised when her response of "Not at all" came out quite breathy.

Tyrone's other hand began rubbing her arse sending tingles through her body. She didn't know whether it was just the alcohol, or whether his touch was something special, but Erica was beginning to feel hornier than she had for a long time.

Hearing a slight gasp from Laura she looked over and saw that Jason had walked over next to her friend and put his arm around her.

"But..." whispered Laura.

"I know baby, you're married." Said Jason, moving so that he was pressed up behind Laura in the same way that Tyrone was behind Erica. "Anytime you or Erica want us to stop, just say the word."

"Mmm." Said Laura, as Jason began to run his hands up and down her arms, leaning in to kiss her neck.

Tyrone was doing the same to my wife, alternating between kisses and gentle nibbles on her neck and earlobes.

The sensations were driving her crazy and when he finally moved his hands to cup her tits she let out a sigh of pleasure. Moments later the same sigh came from her left and she knew that Jason had begun to massage Laura's breasts too.

Tyrone pushed the top of Erica's dress down, exposing her bra-less tits and erect nipples. As he began to pull and tweak her nipples the remaining men got up and walked over to the two women. Splitting themselves evenly so there were three men per lady, they went to town. One man began sucking on one of Erica's tits while the other crouched down in front of her, pushing the bottom of her dress up around her waist.

"Mmm, hold ups. I like!" She heard him say before he began kissing around her panty covered pussy.

At the back of her mind she was thinking I would go mental if she knew what she was doing, but the feeling of having three men pay her so much attention was immense. She dropped her head back onto Tyrone's shoulder as her first orgasm washed over her.

A cry from beside her drew her eyes over to Laura, who was in a similar position. Jason caressing her arse and rubbing his bulging crotch against it, another man sucking on her tits and the third lapping away at her cunt.

The oral and manual stimulation of both women continued for several minutes and Erica told me that she came again before the three men gently picked her up and carried her over to one of the tables. Laying her down on her back across the table, they stepped away from her long enough that she could see Laura was in the same position. Erica then felt something pushing at the entrance to her cunt and looked down to see Tyrone trying to push his big cock into her. Wet as she was, it didn't take long until her pussy was stretching to accommodate this new, big invader. The sight of this black pole spreading her pink pussy lips apart captivated her and she watched half of Tyrone's dick force itself into her before she gave in to the feelings rushing through her body and lay back to enjoy them fully.

As she did so a second cock was swiftly presented to her face and she eagerly gobbled it down. Wondering where her third abuser had gone, she was ecstatic to feel her nipples being licked and knew that the remaining cock was somewhere just to one side. Reaching out she quickly found her prize and wrapped her fingers round the stiff rod.

Tyrone was really drilling into her cunt and every time my wife thought he couldn't go any deeper another inch seemed to fill her, stimulating areas that had never been touched before. The cock in her mouth was sawing back and forth too, plunging into her throat occasionally causing her to gag slightly, but the feeling of being filled by two dicks and having another to play with was driving her crazy. She told me afterwards that she was convinced her entire body must have been vibrating as there were so many electric shocks firing her nervous system.

After a couple of minutes of frantic fucking both Tyrone and the other guy withdrew from their respective orifices. Erica had a brief moment to recover before the cock in her hand was transferred to her mouth and she felt another thrust into her pussy. Then her hand was guided to a wet dick, which she guessed was Tyrone's and the fucking started again.

The three guys switched positions a couple of times so that Erica thought each had fucked her cunt and throat twice. After another switch, which she guessed sent Tyrone to her pussy for the third time, she wondered how long they would carry on. She was thoroughly enjoyed being abused by these three men and screwed to within an inch of her life by their monster cocks, but a tinge of guilt had again crept into her mind about cheating on me. This disappeared in a matter of seconds when Tyrone's thrusts got more erratic. His cock suddenly seemed to grow inside her and she felt his hot cum start to spurt into her. After a couple of thrusts he pulled his dick from her sopping pussy and continued to spray his cum over her belly.

The guy fucking her mouth didn't last much longer and followed Tyrone's lead by firing his first few strands inside her throat before pulling out to cover her face with his spunk. The final guy withdrew his dick from her hand and seconds later Erica felt his load landing on her tits.

Exhausted, my wife felt as though she had run a marathon. She had cum so many times she had lost count, and now she was lying on a pub table with three strangers' spunk covering her body. She let out a contented sigh, which was cut short by a mouth covering hers.

Shocked, not thinking any of the guys would want to do something so intimate, she wiped some of the cum away from her eyes and looked up to see Laura's face millimetres away from hers. Her best friend also had spunk all over her face and Erica guessed she must be as cum-covered as she was. My wife was now getting one of the most tender kisses she had ever received, from her best friend.

The pair kissed for a minute or two, before Laura followed the trail of spunk down Erica's body, licking it lovingly from her breasts and stomach. Erica revelled in the attention her body was receiving and as soon as Laura's tongue touched my wife's engorged pussy Erica came for the umpteenth time that night.

She could feel another orgasm building when she felt Laura stop licking her cunt and instead felt something being pushed into her. At first she thought one of the guys had got his second wind and was ready to fuck her again, although it felt slightly cooler than a cock normally did. It was only when her cunt started to get stretched wider than she had ever felt it go before, and by something much harder than a dick, that she looked down. What she saw amazed her - Laura was slowly working the half empty wine bottle into her! As the shoulder of the bottle disappeared past her cunt lips, my wife experienced the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. She swears she must have blacked out slightly because the next thing she remembered was seeing only half of the label and an inch of the bottle remaining outside her, just enough for Laura to plunge this monstrous ersatz dildo into her. Erica urged her friend on, begging her "fuck me you bitch! Stick that thing into me harder!!"

Laura was only too happy to oblige, pushing on the bottom of the bottle with both hands, trying to get the whole thing inside my wife. She admitted defeat just as Erica came again, her whole body shaking as she screamed out in pleasure. As she recovered, she looked at Laura, now with the ¾ full bottle in her hands.

"Your turn now, you slut!" Said Erica, as she stood up on slightly wobbly legs.

She walked over to Laura and pushed her down onto a table. Taking the bottle from her hands, she placed it on the floor and began sucking on Laura's big tits, taking each nipple between her teeth and pulling on them gently, stretching them away from her friend's body before letting them spring back. Once she had licked all of the dried cum from Laura's fleshy globes, Erica trailed her tongue down Laura's stomach to her crotch. She gently licked all round her friend's groin, but avoided the main target until she could hear Laura's breathing become ragged. Only then did she dive in to the centre, clamping her lips around Laura's pussy and flicking at her clit with her tongue.

Laura cried out as she came and clamped her hand to the back of Erica's head, forcing my wife's mouth against her. Erica lapped hungrily at Laura's juices until she felt another orgasm on its way. Then, she repaid the favour, by removing her mouth and picking up the wine bottle. Erica looked up to see her friend resting on her elbows, she knew what was coming and wanted to see. Laura was so wet that the neck of the bottle disappeared into her fuckhole easily.

"Yessss Erica! Do it, stretch my pussy, fuck me!" She screamed, as she came.

Struggling to stay on her elbows, Laura watched as my wife worked more of the bottle into her. Before long, Laura had matched my wife by taking almost all the whole wine bottle inside her and Erica was pushing at it, fucking her friend frantically.

Laura was screaming in passion as her glass invader pushed into her, and it was only a matter of minutes before another huge orgasm washed over her. As she sank back onto the table, Erica pulled the wine bottle from her friend's cunt. The bottle was now almost full, having been topped up by the two women's juices. Erica took a swing from the bottle before walking up to Laura's head. She gave her friend a drink before she poured the rest of the sticky mixture over Laura's big tits.

As Erica began to lap up the wine/ cum mixture, she felt something warm land on her cheek. She looked up to see five big black cocks ready to burst and one already spurting its load over her face and Laura's tits.

In the time she and Laura had been pleasuring each other, Erica had almost forgotten about the six men who had previously fucked them. It was obvious the display the two women had put on had got the men steamed up enough that they were ready to give the girls their second cum bath of the night.

As the first cock finished, the other five opened up almost simultaneously, sending strings of white spunk all over the two women.

"Fucking hell ladies!" Said Tyrone, as he shook the last droplets of cum from his dick onto Laura's tits. "That was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen. And you're some of the hottest women any of us have ever had."

"Thanks." Replied Erica. "It's certainly been an experience. But I think we need to get home now."

"Sure. I mean I don't know about any of the others, but I'm spent." Answered Tyrone.

"Yeah, I guess I'd better call you that cab." Said Jason.

Erica and Laura looked at each other as he said this. Had they been set up, or was he just going to chase the taxi company for taking too long?

The picked up their clothes and wiped themselves down as best they could with some hankies and bar towels that the men gave to them.

Five minutes later they were sat in the back of the cab, slightly dishevelled, thinking about what had happened in the bar.

Guilt started to creep in for both women, as Laura said "one thing's for sure, next time we go out for the night, we're not getting the last train home!"

It was two weeks before Erica plucked up the courage to tell me the story. I was devastated at first, but as she went on I found myself getting hornier and hornier and we ended up fucking like rabbits all night. Erica's promised me that it was a one off, but there are times when we're fucking when I think she's remembering that night. I know it's in my mind sometimes as I'm screwing her brains out...