Pixie
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Chapter 31: Hall Pass Aftermath
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 31: Hall Pass Aftermath - Melissa is a pixie – small, blonde, busty, hot, and mischievous, especially when it comes to her sex life. She has to be different too – a contrarian. Doug loves the Pixie, and then endures her adventures long into adulthood – many sexual, and including a collection of interesting characters added to their loving polyamorous ‘family’ by both of them. They also enjoy an unexpected windfall. 200,000+ words, posted one chapter per week, full book available inexpensively at Bookapy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Voyeurism
“I never thought you’d actually use it. I mean, when we talked about a hall pass, it was more of a joke – a crazy idea Katie and I had, never thinking it’d turn into reality during your trip. I mean we’d talked so much about the business purposes of your going to Europe that I just never thought of your free time. My idea of the hall pass was to lighten your trip – the same with the condoms in your suitcase – a laugh.
“I even got off on encouraging you, ‘Sure, why not? If the opportunity ever really presented itself.’ But deep down, I wasn’t just joking. The thought of you doing something sexual on the trip both terrified me and excited me. You know I get kinky like that, imagining what it would be like, picturing you with someone else, feeling that strange, inexplicable thrill at the thought. But I never thought you’d actually have an opportunity do anything.
“Then, the first pictures you texted arrived – you at some sex club we figured out from the background. Oh, my God. Every cell in my body twisted into a pretzel.
“I had just come home from work, tired, ready to crash and play with the kids. My phone buzzed and I figured it was a message from you, maybe telling me about some sightseeing you fit in or how your meetings were going. Instead, I opened the message and felt a rush of emotions so tangled I couldn’t sort through them fast enough.
“There you were, radiant as ever, but standing next to two hunky strangers – all of you naked. You were all smiles, their hands just a little too comfortable on your body, and you holding their two cocks. My first thought was, ‘Fuck, you used it – the hall pass.’ And not only had you used it, but you had sent me proof. Proof that it had really happened, that you had met some men, spent time with them, and touched them the way you touch me.
“My first reaction? A jolt of jealousy, like a punch to the gut. Then, a twisted sense of exhilaration. I had imagined moments like this – fantasized about them – but seeing it, knowing it was real, was something else entirely. My mind was at war with itself. One part of me suffered and the other couldn’t look away from the photo because of the arousal factor.
“When the other emails with more photos arrived, my mind went wild all over again. Katie and I projected them on the bedroom television as we made love. We both stared at the pictures over and over, analyzing them, imagining the moments before and after they were taken. Were the men better looking than me? Did they make you laugh – happy? Were the orgasms good? Did you think of me – of us – while you fucked? Would Katie have liked them?
“Oh, a question, did each of the men you fucked use a condom?”
Mel looked slightly chagrined but nodded rapidly. “Religiously, yes. I was adamant. I sent more than one away telling them ‘No raincoat, no pussy’. Yes, I stayed safe. I knew if I did otherwise, I’d be persona non grata back home until a month or more of clean tests had proven my state of health.”
Katie said, “We were wondering and hoping. We didn’t want to have to sanction you.” She laughed at the severe wording of her statement.
I continued to express my feelings, “And then the movie clips arrived. Wow! Those blew Katie and me away, and, in the nicest of ways led to Tracy being with us.” I leaned next to me and took her hand in mine. “Again though, a punch in the gut and a shot of arousal.”
Mel asked, “How did that happen with Tracy, if I may ask?”
I gestured to Tracy. “Well, you found out at dinner that I work parttime at Swan’s. Doug, Katie, Gary, and Mackenzie came there for brunch ten days ago on Saturday. I guess while they were there, you sent more photos and video clips.
“I was working their table and one right behind them. That fact had me waiting around nearby to be sure nobody needed anything. Doug was looking at the new videos on his phone with the volume off, and Mackenzie was leaning in next to him to view the screen. I looked too, stared even, but no one paid any attention to me or tried to hide the phone.
“You were being fucked by two men at the same time – DPed, I learned. I guess you also did a ‘small’ gangbang that night. That fascinated me. You fascinated me. The sex fascinated me and made me wet and horny almost instantly. I wanted sex in the worst way before even seeing any of that, and then four sex people and your videos dropped into my lap.
“I think I asked who was in the video. Doug told me it was his wife, and also said something about being into sexual stuff. I took a huge risk, praying that they wouldn’t say anything to make me lose my job, and I asked to be a playmate with all of you. Doug was skeptical, so when I got off work we talked – the four of them and me. Here I am – and I’m no longer a virgin.” She beamed. “And, I’m in love with everyone and everything that has happened since. I don’t want to leave, so I hope you approve. I can adapt to just about any situation.”
I spoke in a warm tone, “Tracy fit in so well, we asked her to stay for an indefinite time. You’ll enjoy each other, I’m sure.”
Mel said, “But about me and all the sex in London and Berlin?”
I shrugged, “You’re safe. From what you indicated, nobody used up your vagina or irrevocably wore it out. We do want details and to see all the other photos and videos you’ve got, but we’re not mad at you. While I felt some nasty emotions at the time, I’m over those and focusing on the arousal and the sex. I need to reclaim you, if you’ll have me – have us.”
Katie said, “Me too. We said we’d love you unconditionally and we still do.” She smiled, but I knew it wasn’t one of her best. Maybe she still had some reservations the way a small part of me did.
Mel said, “I don’t want to leave either of you upset with me. Maybe we can go back to the way things were. I can try to swear off being such a slut in such situations.”
I said with emphasis, “Maybe we weren’t meant to go back.”
“What do you mean?” Mel asked.
“Katie and I love you unconditionally. We understand that periodically you need to breakout of the memes of contemporary life and do something not just different, but also outrageous – and that sex has to be involved in a major way.
“Some examples and in rough historical order include: you sending me off to be with Joy when she was your roommate and ultimately bringing her into our lives for four years. I think you thought we were outrageous to get married on such short notice. You set up a foursome with Dan and Katie, and we’re blessed that she’s with us now.
“You liked it when we started to separately date Gary and Mackenzie, and then formed a frequent foursome with them after they got serious about each other. You relished the orgies and swinger parties when Lisa and Derek became part of our group along with Patti and Ted. You wanted an affair with Richard, although that didn’t work out; and then there was you taking on my sister, husband, and all her friends. Finally, there’s the European trip you just made – a full-tilt tour of the better sex clubs of Europe.
“I acknowledge that something like these things has to happen every so often in your life – the more erotic, more sex filled, and more outrageous the better. Going back to the way we were would keep those spaced out as they’ve been. On the other hand, if you create a new paradigm for yourself, you could do something sexually extreme more frequently, perhaps with the impact that you need, but with less impact on us.”
Mel studied my sincerely. “I need to think about that. I’ve not thought about myself that way.”
Katie asked, “Did you not have a blast at the sex clubs you visited?” She sounded really curious.
“I did. Brent was keeping me safe, although I don’t think that was necessary. He acted like my cuckold husband and took all the pictures until we got scolded by someone. He was also enforcing my condom rule.”
Tracy asked, “How big was your gangbang?”
Mel rolled her eyes, “Eleven. There would have been more, but some of the men hanging around were in recovery mode from doing other women in the club before they discovered what a slut the little American blonde pixie was.”
I commented, “There are swinger clubs around this city. I looked online and several seem safe and more or less respectable. I would encourage that if you’re interested, and I would go with you if you wanted. The others in our extended family might also like to be included.” I gestured to Katie and Tracy. “I bet Gary and Mac would go if we went. Or, you could go solo to create your own type of event and not feel any of us were infringing on your experience.”
Katie jumped in, “If you want to create a less structured ‘pick-up’ situation, like you probably did in Europe, please allow some of us to be with you and play a role similar to what Brent played for you. There are some seedy characters out there and we want you safe on all counts, as well as to have the kind of experience that you want.”
I said, “If you want an affair of some kind, that would be okay, but we’d hope that you’d leave a trail of bread crumbs for your own safety. That need not even involve us. Leave the photo of a driver’s license or two with Mac or somebody you trust. You know the drill.”
Mel held her hand up and made a deep sigh. “Stop! I get it. Right now, I am bushed and I’m about to fall asleep standing up. My body thinks it is on Milan time and about three a.m. Can we continue this tomorrow? Can I also have my husband come and hold me?” She looked dubious that I’d accept that offer.
I stood and took Mel’s hand. “Until tomorrow,” I announced to Katie and Tracy. I went and kissed Katie and Tracy goodnight, and went upstairs with Mel. Given how tired she looked, I expected her to fall asleep the minute we got in bed, and I was right.
Still feeling on European time, Mel was up before any of us the next morning and had dressed, exercised, prepared waffles, bacon, sausage, juice, and coffee, cleaned the kitchen, and was all set up to feed the kids by the time I got downstairs with the kids in tow.
Katie and Tracy arrived in the kitchen right behind us holding hands. From what I could discern they’d not only slept together; they’d made love quite a bit overnight. The both had stars in their eyes about the other.
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