Sounds of Passion Chapter 2
By yr_2025
Notice: Originally published in 2001 by yellowrayn (a prior pen name of the current author) elsewhere. All rights reserved.
WARNING! All characters in this fictional story are over 18. This is an adult story that EXPLICITLY (clearly) describes erotic (sexy) things. Do not read the following story if you may be offended by such material. Further, you had better be at least 21 years old and you had better make sure it's legal to read explicit descriptions of adults having sex where ever you live.
Chapter Two. Sherry and Scott Entertain Ellie (MF+, FF)
"Wear something sexy! Scott did emphasize that! I suppose it is a good idea? But, what will it be? And, just how sexy?" muses Ellie late that afternoon while browsing through her closet. She had gone to the health club early in the afternoon and worked out vigorously. Even while pounding on the stair climbing machine, she could not rid herself of the ribald memories of the morning's wild session with her next door neighbor, Scott. She can't cut off erotic anticipation of what might happen tonight, when she goes to dinner next door with Scott and his wife Sherry. At the moment, she's naked and delectably fragrant after washing her blond tresses in the shower followed by a long, hot soak in a honeysuckle scented bubble bath. "Maybe this!" she muses, and the choice seems so right as she pulls out a silky blue knit mini dress with a deeply scooped neckline. Smiling to herself, she envisions how tightly the top fits, how it molds like a second skin to her curves, how it shapes about her bounteous jugs and how it flaunts her perky nipples as they poke eager points in the silky knit.
The fabric clings to her just about like a coat of paint, showing every nuance of her erect nipples and the textured edges of her aureoles. She smirks naughtily, thinking how the ruffled little skirt flares saucily; starting at the inward curve of her lush cheeks, and ending just an inch or so lower, still way high up on her sleek thighs. She smiles to herself, remembering Jim's reaction to how the top of the skimpy skirt clings and highlights the rounded perfection of her tight ass cheeks. "Now, what else, what else should I wear with it?" she wonders wickedly, "Maybe, just this and a smile? No underwear, that's for damn sure! I know I don't need a bra, and a panty line looks horrible with this dress! Hmm, no bra and panties... that's pretty sexy for sure! I wonder how Sherry's gonna react when she meets me in this sexy little number? What the hell! Scott asked, so Scott's going to get it in aces!"
Ellie dries and fixes her long, wildly curled blonde hair, looking in the mirror the whole while, watching her naked little body move. Then she adds deep blue eye shadow and dark blue eyeliner, which emphasize the sparkling blues of her naughty eyes. Adding just a touch of peachy blush color to her cheeks finishes her face, except for lipstick. Searching her supply, she matches the color, a deep glistening pink with a bottle of nail polish. Sitting on the bed, she starts to paint her toenails. The mirror reflects her image, showing the light tangle of fluffy pubes and the hint of her pouting cunt lips. Finishing her toes, Ellie carefully paints each long shaped fingernail.
Waiting for them to dry, she lies back on the bed, her imagination filling with thoughts of the evening ahead. Naughty images, fresh vivid memories from the morning cascade through her, from the first sight of Scott's impressively swelling dong to the final, lapping cleanup of their juices from that same wondrous tool. Images of Sherry too flash before her, but much less vividly. But, the general outline of her tall, dancers' figure, her smiling Latino face with her smoldering dark eyes framed by long, dark lustrous hair and the memory of her infectious giggle come to mind. Ellie's cunt begins to tingle and moisten as she imagines the two neighbors amorously locked together, with Scott's massive dong hard and drooling, ready to fuck his sexy wife long and hard, the way she has heard them fucking many times over the past few weeks! 'Maybe, just maybe that'll happen tonight! I'd love to finally see them fucking! I've sure as hell heard them fucking often enough!'
Looking at the time and seeing that her nails are dry, Ellie knows she had better finish getting dressed. Again at the mirror, Ellie takes her hairbrush and fluffs the downy golden curls of her pubes before picking up the dress to slide it down over the golden tanned perfection of her petite frame. Her 36 C globes thrust out of the neckline enticingly, their masses forming a breathtaking cleavage. The nipples poke so bewitchingly and seductively, teasingly close to the edge of the soft knit neckline, where they constantly threaten to pop out into full, naked view. Adding touches of her favorite perfume behind her ears, in her cleavage and high on her thigh at the tender skin near her cunt, wondering 'Will anyone be sniffing here tonight? I sure hope so!' She finishes the last spot with a wicked smile. Then, she smoothes the tiny dress over her hips, confirming with satisfaction just how spectacularly it clings to her ass, fitting tightly, emphasizing the cleft between her impeccable cheeks. "One or two more things!" she muses while pulling out a long strand of pearls and a pair of dangling pearl earrings. The necklace hanging between her tits naturally draws yet more attention to her tempting cleavage. Slipping on matching blue high-heeled sandals, Ellie is ready to go... really ready to go!
Meanwhile, Scott and Sherry are getting ready for their dinner guest. Both are dressing and the other dinner preparations are almost done. Sherry stands nakedly, blow drying her long, glistening ringlets as Scott reclines, still naked and damp from the shower, just watching her from the bed. Just her movements, her dancer's grace and her lithe, curvy body swell his always horny prick. Scott always loves catching glimpses of her dark cunt lips protruding from the natural bronze skin of her smooth, totally shaven pussy. Glancing over, Sherry notices his dong distending, and getting firm enough to flop over, exposing his balls. Not ever able to keep her hands off of his big boy toy, she reaches over to fondle its familiar yet ever thrilling length.
"Thinking of anyone in particular? Maybe me? Maybe Ellie?" she giggles as she fondles his balls too, thrilling at their massive size as she feels his cock stiffening as quickly as always.
"Maybe both ... together!" he replies with a chuckle, reaching for her. His fingers find those wonderfully prominent lips of her velvety smooth cunt and lightly pull on their dark fleshy folds.
Sherry just giggles and climbs onto the bed. "You naughty, naughty thing!" she chuckles as she shakes his now stiff dong. "What do ya' think she's like, anyway, Scott?" she asks, continuing to flutter her hands over his muscular body, giving a quick light love bite to his right nipple. "Is she as sexy as me? I know you said you just borrowed the window cleaner and left! But, you musta' checked that cute little blonde out a bit, knowing you! Tell me the truth! Wouldn't you really love a chance to fuck her, or maybe even fuck us both at the same time?" she giggles while squeezing his now hard cock.
"Oh, yeah, that'd be a real trip! The two of you ... hmm ... it has interesting possibilities! And, I'll admit it! I did check her out! She was wearin' a skimpy little thing, skimpy enough to let me see she's one delectably hot little package, Sherry!" replies Scott with full, knowing honesty. "But... as sexy as you, babe? How could that ever be?" he adds lovingly and diplomatically while maneuvering his now watering mouth toward her inviting cunt.
"Uh uh! Not now, stud! No time! But, just maybe later, if you're good and Ellie's as hot as you say!" she retorts while dancing away.
