Let the good times roll

Voulez la bon temps roulez (Let the good times roll) in Louisiana

It was a warm summer morning already on the way to being hot when I was getting ready to go to the local supermarket to get a few things while my husband, Jerry, watched our toddler Saturday morning. I stopped to check myself out in the mirror before leaving in my new pair of hot pink, satiny, skin-tight short shorts. I was trying them out for the first time along with the new thong Jerry had just bought for me, celebrating getting back down to 95 pounds after having Christy a little over a year ago. The thong was so tiny it completely disappeared between my butt cheeks. The shorts were naughty, covering only a little over half my butt and clinging to what they did cover, leaving nothing to the imagination about the shape or firmness of how they looked, very nice. It’s nice that all that exorcise is showing. It felt a little strange my butt showing when I wasn’t by a pool, but it was a strange that made me totally wet. I was finally getting back into sex in a big way again with Jerry and one of my fuckbuddies from before I became pregnant. Three others had moved away and I hadn’t been able to keep up with them. I had had to stop most fucking as I grew and especially after she was born, so it was nice getting back into shape again, physically and sexually. I squeezed my tits in the mirror as I examined them. I had stopped breast-feeding a month ago and they had grown during my pregnancy and breastfeeding, so I expected even more action than before. I know Rod; the old man who was such an incredible lover, had loved my new size yesterday when I invited him over for a friendly fuck. Back to my butt, I had never worn thongs much and the unusual feel of it was making me horny and feel half naked. I love the feelings that I have when I give up control over what I wear and whether or not someone fucks me, but I still feel a little shy about going out in public dressed raunchily. Of course, it is just enough shy to increase my libido, not to actually stop me. I couldn’t believe that Jerry had talked me into going out in public away from a pool, wearing this little.
I had done this before when I was fucking everything in sight to get Christy, but having her had calmed me down some. I mean I have been stripped naked in the mall in front of Fredrick’s of Hollywood twice and fucked inside there many times standing up behind some clothes racks, by Rod and a strangers and once by the three friends I usually sat with at the pool. This outfit was bringing on those same old, super-horny feelings again. The thin gauzy shirt with no bra also didn’t help me feel any more proper either, since the dark color of my nipples were showing clearly through the nearly sheer, white fabric and they pushed out nearly an inch where they were trying to poke through. Jerry had cut it short enough for the bottom inch of my tits to always be visible. In fact, they were so short that I wondered how often that not just the bottom of my tits would show, but my actual nipples. I bounced a little and sure enough, my left nipple caught the fabric and held it up. My left tit hangs a little lower than my right one. I smiled coyly at Jerry and covered her up again.
“At least I still have the figure for this. It was hard getting back down to less than a hundred pounds.” I said to Jerry in the master bedroom from the master bathroom.
“Yes, but it’s worth it, isn’t it? I mean you said you had started fucking Rod again and I know our sex life is getting back to normal.”
“What do you think?” I asked as I walked out.
His reply was to just ogle me. “That looks even hotter on you than I thought it would. I ought to write ‘Boy-Toy on your belly or something. You going to find someone to invite over for a gang-bang or just fuck whoever sees you? You wanted to have another baby by a few guys you don’t know now and you seem to be back in form. I know you never started back on the pill after she was born…”
I giggled and I said, “I don’t know. I’ll just play it by ear. We haven’t had a gang-bang since Little One was born. That might be fun too.”
“Looks more like you’ll be playing it by tit and ass, instead of by ear.”
I looked at my butt and swung it towards Jerry. “I think I’ll be playing it by ass instead of tit. I’ll use tit as backup.”
He smiled and said, “Honey, would you please consider going on the pill for a year. You know how much you enjoyed that intense fucking around you did to get pregnant with Christy.” Then he kissed my neck and squeezed my pussy, working his fingers inside my shorts and then inside my pussy.
“Um hum. Ok. But later this month, when my next period starts… or doesn’t. I plan on getting laid good and proper by someone new today. And if I don’t get pregnant this month, then I’ll wait, but today, I get fucked good and hard and take my chances. Then I can wonder for a month.”
“Well, if that’s the way you want it, we’ll do it that way. I hope to see your new lover or hopefully, lovers, soon. Bounce a little for me before you go out.”
I bounced very little, so that nothing happened. He spanked me, so that I jumped. My right tit, my absolutely perfect, perky tit, caught the fabric, exposing her and he smiled at me. I pulled the top back down and leaned over to get my keys. He goosed my pussy and I leaned over further. When I stood, my top was caught three inches above both breasts.
“There, that’s better. Uh uh. Don’t pull it back down until you’re out of sight.”
“But the car is so far away.” I complained as I pulled my top back down.
“Christy is asleep so I’ll just bring it out to you.” He said as he pulled my top off altogether and held it.
“Now go. I’ll bring it, but only after you are inside the car.”
He had me so horny just like in the days before I became pregnant that my goodbye kiss threatened to devour him as I pushed him back onto the bed. I nibbled on his neck and shoulder while slipping out of my shorts and thong and said. “Bring them to me after I unlock the car. I’ll put everything on out there behind the car after I have an audience.”
“Mmmmmm, hmmmmm,” he said through our kiss while he fingered my wet, wet pussy. He rolled me over while kissing my tits and worked his way down to my pussy. The rat! He wouldn’t kiss her, though he worked his way all around her, but wouldn’t touch her with his tongue or fingers! I pushed her at his skilled lips and tongue, trying to hump them, but he dodged me. Finally, in desperation, I wrapped my legs around his head and pulled him into her. He is so strong, he just resisted the full force of both my legs. He pushed my legs apart and kept teasing me. Finally, and obviously under his control, not mine, he moved down to her. At last, his tongue was where it belonged. He took a long slow lick on one side of my pussy, then the other. Then he nibbled a little on my clit. I was in heaven. He stuck a finger inside to help while he licked and slurped inside and around my wet, wet pussy. I came within seconds it seemed and he just kept squeezing that wonderful mouth and tongue inside my hungry cunt with my legs. I kept my moans to a minimum so as to not wake Christy while he tongue fucked me. After I came down, Jerry moved back up to my mouth while finger-fucking my sopping wet pussy. I enjoyed the taste of my love juices on his tongue.
He fisted me to another climax before he said, “Honey, give me a show to keep me hot when you go out there and feel free to take a little longer at the store if you ‘bounce’ into an interesting situation. Just give me a call if you are picked up by someone and need to fuck him. And, just like before you were pregnant, tell me everything when you get home.”
“Um hmm,” I murmured as I pulled his shorts off and pulled him inside me. He got into the rhythm quickly and, though he was so worked up that he may not have lasted as long as I wanted, as worked up as I was, it was long enough to put me over the edge a third time.
“Remember, don’t even think of bringing me my clothes until I’ve unlocked the door and have an audience, ok?” I told him.
“Gotcha. Wait until you give someone a good show.” I kissed him again to show how much I loved him and loved the freedom he allowed me. I knew how lucky I was that he had always loved seeing my titties squeezed and seeing me be an exhibitionist. I also loved how he had started sharing me with his friends early in our marriage. Letting him see me “put on a show” with public nudity and especially getting felt up was how I “paid” him for letting me fuck around. Pretty good deal as far as I was concerned.
There was no one in the parking lot as I walked slowly to the car parked in front of the next apartment building, so I walked even more slowly back to their apartment, stopping to look at some flowers and hoping that my luck would change. It was early, about 7 AM on a Saturday, so very few people were out yet. I had forgotten my shopping list when he distracted me so thoroughly, so I went back in to get it and walked back to car. I lay back against the door without unlocking it. It was still cool so the paint didn’t burn. Finally, one of the neighbors came out to get his paper and saw me. I smiled and waved at him. Jerry drove his truck up with my clothes while I was waving at the guy in all my nude glory. He laid my clothes on the trunk and drove back to our apartment, but stopped and leaned against the door to watch me. A couple drove past and I waved at them as well. Only after a cute guy I had been eyeing stepped did I lean over, showing him my pussy and slowly pulled my thong on. I waggled a finger at him to motion him over and waited till he arrived. I was so horny dressed only in my thong that I wanted to fuck him right there in the parking lot.
“Hey gorgeous, shouldn’t you be wearing a little more?”
“That depends.”
“On what? If you get kicked out?”
“Oh, you’re new. This is the weekend. Nothing’ll happen as long as I don’t dress like this during the regular office hours during the week. The staff is a bit lazy.”
“Good, I’d hate to see you forced to move.”
“Really, how much would you hate to see that happen?”
His eyes never made it to within six inches below my collar bone, just as I‘d planned. “A lot,” he answered.
“Enough to do a couple of little things to make me want to stay?”
“Uh, I guess.” Guys are so easy.
“Ok, then kiss my tits, really make them know how much you like seeing them out here.”
“You’re kidding.