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New Orleans turned out to be quite The Big Easy for Darla and me. As our marriage has matured, we have become more sexually adventurous. Recently, we had a chance to get out of town and work on some of the fantasies we had developed over the last year. I'm 40, and Darla is 37. We have been married 16 years. Darla is a very petite 5'1" blond with small but round tits and a great ass. I'm over a foot taller at 6'2" and 200 pounds. We booked four days in the French Quarter, and by the time the last night approached, we had enjoyed three days of great sex. The highlight came when Darla fulfilled a fantasy by standing in the middle of Bourbon Street, flashing her tits to about 50 men on a balcony above a bar. That got us both so hot we wound up hurrying back to the hotel, where she noisily sucked me off in the hallway as I fumbled for the room key. (The exhibitionist in me kept hoping for someone to come by, but no one did). As the last night began, we had one more fantasy to fulfill; a third partner, either for her or me. Our travels had taken us to every strip bar in the Quarter. Darla and I had both drooled over the college students on spring break, and we had promised each other that if we could pick up a third party, regardless of sex, we would do it. As it happened, a perfect candidate appeared on that last night. Matt was from some Midwestern college. Believe me when I tell you that Darla didn't care what he was studying in school. All she wanted was that hot young stud. He looked to be in his early 20's and was, in his words, 'a third wheel'; in town with his roommate and his girlfriend. The roommate was banging the girlfriend somewhere, and Matt was drinking in one of the Bourbon Street bars alone when we spotted him. Darla liked him right away…he was blond and about 5'9" with a slender build… 'something a little different just for fun' Darla explained. Since tables were hard to come by, we invited him to sit with us. We drank and talked about nothing important for about 20 minutes. When Matt went to the bar to get another drink, we had our chance. "Do you want him? Do you want to fuck him?" I asked my wife, who had never fucked anyone else since we married. "Seriously, can I? Are you sure about this?" she said. I said yes on one condition…that I could at least watch and preferably join in. "Oh, you'll do both, or he'll be jacking off on his own tonight," she laughed. Maybe it was Darla's self-confidence (she looked great that night in a short black leather skirt and tank top), perhaps it was the drinks, or maybe it was being so close to her fantasy… Anyway, I was amazed when Matt returned with his drink and sat down. My wife leaned over the table and said, "So Matt, I'd like to suck you off while my husband fucks me. Interested?" I'd like to tell you Matt was shocked, but I think he knew something like this might come. He just smiled and looked at me and said, "You sure?" I told him it was a fantasy of ours, and I wanted it almost as much as Darla did. With that, we left the bar. It was two blocks back to the hotel, and it took forever to walk back. I had never have been so hard. My cock was so hard it was difficult to walk. Darla played it up for me (and her) by holding hands with Matt on the way back and looking at me as she ran her hands over his ass in the hotel lobby. We wasted no time getting back to our room. I held back to see what Darla would do…after all, I wanted her to get exactly what she wanted. I let her and Matt take each other's clothes off while I stood to the side, rubbing my dick through my pants. Matt and my wife kissed passionately. And then, just that quickly, my wife was undressed. No hesitation, no shame, just naked and ready to fuck. For the first time, I watched another man suck on the tits that had been mine and mine alone. I took off my clothes too, and Darla caught my eye. She was giving me one last opportunity to stop things. She saw the smile on my face and the pre-cum dripping from my dick and knew there was no need to quit. Taking control, she pushed Matt down on the bed and kissed his stomach, working her way to his dick. He was a solid nine inches…not quite as thick as me but plenty for my wife to work with. She got on her hands and knees, and I knew what she wanted…to be fucked from behind as she sucked Matt's cock. Well, that was on the way, but not yet. She lowered her head and began to lick him. What an unbelievable thing to see your wife licking another man's balls. I knew I should be fucking her, but I just had to watch. Darla gives great head because she knows when a man is about to explode. She always backs off just in time and makes me wait. I could tell by Matt's uneven breathing that she already had him close…and right then, she backed off and started working on his balls again. Enough of the great view; time to get to work. I moved behind Darla, spread her gorgeous little ass cheeks, exposed her pink rosebud, and began to tongue fuck her ass. In and out, I drove my tongue, watching her head bob up and down on Matt whenever possible. Having her ass licked always drives her wild, and this time there was no holding back. When I speared two fingers into her pussy from behind, she raised her head from Matt's dick and moaned as she came. I stuck my face in her ass (I love to feel her ass contract as she comes) and enjoyed every minute. When it was done, she went right back to work on Matt. I got up and slammed my dick into my wife's pussy, which was wetter than I had ever seen it in all those years of fucking her. I pounded her hard as she continued to work on our lucky college student. I had seen too much; I lasted only a few more strokes before shooting my load into her. Now everybody had gotten off except poor Matt, who was indeed ready. I continued to watch, expecting my dick to get soft in Darla. Amazingly, and for the first time since I was a teenager, I stayed hard after coming. I moved slowly in her, knowing I could fuck her again at any time. Meanwhile, she was clearly getting Matt ready to come. As I watched, I wondered how she would finish him. Would she swallow it? I wasn't going to tell her what to do (she was beyond listening anyway). She increased the sucking, making loud noises on him as she did with me in the hallway. Finally, Matt moaned, and I knew it was time for the kid to get his nut. I should mention that one of the few things Darla is uncomfortable with is cum on her face. She's let me shoot off that way maybe four or five times…but she has to be extremely hot or a little drunk for it to happen. So I was amazed that as Matt went over the edge, Darla took his dick out of her mouth. She pointed it directly at her face and let the kid shoot one of the biggest loads of cum I had ever seen all over it. I couldn't see it hit her face since I was still fucking her from behind, but there was no doubt what she did, and Matt really got off on it. As soon as he finished, Darla moved away from him and then moved away from me…so I knew she wanted my cock out of her for whatever reason. She laid on her back, and I saw that the kid had absolutely covered her face income. "All right, big boy," she laughed, "you got what you like to see. Let's fuck some more." I immediately got on top of her…the boring old missionary position was never better. I pounded her again as she stared lovingly into my eyes with another man's come on her nose, chin, cheek, and even eyebrows. We came together, and Darla moaned, "I love you," to me as she went off. It was far and away the most incredible sex we ever had. The good news? We already have our New Orleans reservations for next year, and they coincide with Matt's next spring break. The better news? Darla says she owes me one and promises to recruit a gorgeous work friend named Susan for me to play with.

One Saturday night, Marie and I went out for dinner to our local Italian restaurant. It was a bring your own liquor place. We brought a large bottle of wine for Marie and some beer for me. Marie was wearing a usually sexy outfit. A low cut shirt that showed off her cleavage and a short skirt. The wait staff on this evening were all Mexicans. Our waiter Manny spoke broken English. He was very nice to us. I had noticed that when he came over to take our order he was staring at Marie's chest. When he left I mentioned it to her. She said, Yeah no shit. I said why don't you tease him a bit. She said sure why not. He had come back shortly to open her wine. He could not take his eyes off her chest. She leaned forward to give him a good glance. He enjoyed that. We had some drinks and Marie was starting to have some fun and loosen up. She decided to really give Manny a show. She went to the ladies room. The ladies room is right next to the kitchen. When she went in, she left the door slightly ajar. She went in to fix her make up. When she went in. She could hear someone near the door. It was Manny. She peered out. She said, Ohh Manny could you come hear for a second. I seem to have dropped a contact lens. He said sure and helped her look. He Keep looking alright. Right at her tits. She pretended to find her lens. She then asked if he enjoyed looking at her. He got embarrassed. He smiled and said, guess I do. She asked him if he would like to see more of her. He could not believe it. She then slowly lifted her shirt and squeezed her tits together. She then pulled them out of her 36dd push up bra. He was speechless. He had instant wood. She then put them back in her bra and shirt. She said thanks for the help. She then headed back to the table and told me what she had done. I said now how is he supposed to wait on us without walking over to the table with a hard on. I guess Manny was so excited he told the other Mexican staff. These three other staff members keep coming over filling our glasses and cleaning the table. It was so entertaining. At the end of dinner, we asked Manny if he enjoyed serving us. He said yes it was a pleasure. We asked if the rest of the staff enjoyed it as well. He laughed and said guess they did. I then asked if they wanted to all go out after work for some drinks. He was like yeah. Marie was blowing him a kiss.Manny said he knew a great place they like to hang. Around 11pm we all went over to Mirasol, a Latin Bar. They had booths, music and dancing. We all sat in a booth. The boys were enjoying Marie a lot. Manny had asked her to dance. Marie danced liked never before. The other two guys barely spoke English. I motioned to them to fool around with my wife when she gets back. Squeeze her ass. She returned and they did. She was like, Mike did you tell them to do that. I said yeah they looked like they wanted to. We then all sat down. Manny on one side of Maire and the other two, one the other side. Manny asked Marie if it was ok to kiss her. She smiled looked at me. I gave her the nod. She leaned over and kissed Manny. Manny immediately reached his hand up her shirt squeezing her chest. I then looked over at the other two. I motioned for them to join in. The other started to squeeze her other breast and next blew me away. The other went under the table on his knees, crawled towards Marie and went right for her pussy. She was loving it. These guys went at her for about twenty minutes. Until they asked if it would be okay to bring her over to Manny's. I said sure lets go. From there we all hoped into our SUV. Manny had my wife in the back row. He kept sucking her breasts. It was great..I was so turned on. I then saw Manny began to lower his jeans. He then pulled out his cock. Marie said "Ohh, its uncut and big!". Manny laughed and asked if she ever had an uncut cock. She smiled. The other two guys were drooling. She began to stoke his cock and tell him NO. She never had an uncut cock. She was excited to have some thing new like this. We arrived at Manny's. It was an apartment building. We went in. The guys were so excited. We all walked in and Manny's friends got us some homemade wine. It was really strong. The guys then surrounded Marie and began to strip her. Manny taking the lead. She was soon naked. Then the guys stripped. I then saw that they were all uncut. The one guy had a really fat thick uncut cock. He began to rub it up against her. I then suggested she drop to her knees and service them all. She did that. These guys were loving it. She took there cocks and liked them all. She would also suck on there balls. She really got into it. All the guys were moaning. Manny began to beat his cock off against her pretty face. He was slapping it against her face. She keep sucking other cock. She continued this for a while until the first guy began to cum. She jerked him off till he came all over her open mouth dripping down her chin. The next guy soon came to. He shot a big one on her face practically covering it. It was thick and it keep coming. Then Manny jammed his cock in her mouth and fucked her face. He grabbed her by the back of the head and skull fucked her. He then pulled out his massive thick uncut snake. His Cum was SO fucking thick it poured out like thick maple syrup allover her face. She was facialized. My pretty Marie left cum-covered by some strange Mexicans.

We decided to have the party on a long weekend the month after our all girl sex party, and came up with some novel games to play. We had invited 17 couples and 3 single gals to the party, in all 15 couples and all 3 girls showed up. Also the week before the party Karen called and said she had decided to take us up on our offer to move in with us, until she could get her life back in order. So we were going to have a full house, with plenty of fun to go around. The party kicked off at 8:30 as soon as almost everyone showed up. There were some stragglers coming in over the next couple of hours. As most parties, it was BYOB, with us providing the eats and snacks. Many of our guests brought something to help with the food. We tried to keep it light, with mostly fruit and light snacks. After the usual warm up small talk and catching up with what was going on in dear friends lives, the time had come to start having fun. It was decided to start a game. Now the girls and I had come up with some games that we thought were somewhat novel and fun games to play, especially since this party was going to last from Friday night until Sunday afternoon. The first game was called blowjob queen. First, those girls that wanted to play would put their name in a bowl and tell how many guys they would do. The girl that put down the most number of guys would get the chance to prove they were a true blowjob queen. The next thing the chosen girl would do was to draw a slip of paper out of another bowl. On the papers were these words, swallow it all, spit it out or take it all. The first one is self-explanatory; she would have to swallow each guy’s cum. The second one she would spit it out for all to see and the third one meant, she would take the load in the face or anywhere down to her nipples. There were five girls that entered for the title. The girl that would compete for the title was Janice one of the single girls we invited. She had been to several parties we had either hosted and others we had been to. Janice was bi, tall, slim, had perky 32 D breast, with short dark hair and known to love cum, both men’s and women’s, she was a true sex maniac and a favorite of most of the guys and some of the girls. Janice had said she could take on 10 guys. She reached into the bowl and pulled out a slip, it read take it all, Janice said great bring it on. She stripped out of her dress and stepped into the middle of the great room. It was not hard to get ten volunteers from the guys. In fact we had to end up drawing straws to see who could participate. Janice got down on her knees and told the guys to gather round, she was going to show us all how a true blowjob queen ruled. She took the first cock and slid it all the way down her throat and began to slide it in and out taking time to work over the head. She reached out with both hands and took hold of the next 2 cocks in line and began to stroke them, preparing them for their turn. It didn’t take long for her to get the rod ready; she released the two cocks so she could give her complete attention to the cock. When he finally came he shot his load straight out into Janice’s face covering her mouth and nose. She quickly took the next cock shoved it into her mouth using both hands to stroke it while she sucked it, again she took the full load straight in the face, licking the juices and smiling at the crowd of on lookers. She said "my pussy is feeling neglected, will one of you kind gentleman please fill it with a hot cock". Larry who was watching, quickly stepped up and said, “be my pleasure mamma” he laid down on his back. Janice squatted down facing his feet and slid his hard cock into her wet pussy. She then said, “Now where was I” and took the next cock swallowing it down as the cum from the first two cocks clung to her face, dripped from her chin. She kept sucking and stroking until the cock was ready to unleash it’s load, this time it shot high up and hit her in the fore head and top of the head. She rubbed it all over her face looked up and said next. Now the next guy in line was Sam, she looked at his massive cock and winked, saying, “I hope his load is as big as his cock". She opened wide and took his cock in all the way in one motion. Many of the girls watching were amazed. Sam didn’t wait on her to start, he grabbed her head and began to rock back and forth, slowly shoving his cock in and out. Janice wrapped her hands around his shaft and pumped in rhythm with his strokes. Soon you could see Sam’s ass start to quiver, Janice pulled his cock out of her mouth and let his load gush out into her face. It was everything she wished for, a large heavy load. She got it in her hair, ears and all over her face. She looked up at Sam, saying, “that was simply delicious, I’ll be seeing you later”, and winked. She was ready for number five, “come on guys I want it all, get it up here and give it to me if you dare”. Jeff stepped up, grabbed her hair and said “ok baby I got something for you”. She simply said well give it to me then. He quickly shoved it deep down her throat, while she grabbed the shaft and stroked it hard and fast, moving her head back and forth faster than Jeff. He just stood there amazed letting her do the work. He came quickly; too some well earned ribbing from the guys. His load was not quick thought; it came in long heavy spurts. His cock jumped and his cum landed on top of Janice’s head, she quickly held it down to cover her breasts. By now Janice had cum all over her face, head and some on her breast, but she was by no means finished. She looked over at us and said, “half way there and just getting warmed up”. The next guy stepped up and let Janice take his cock. She started by licking the head and shaft. She then took the cock and put it into her mouth, not moving her head at all she took her hands and stroked the cock vigorously while licking the tip of it inside of her mouth. She finally brought him to a climax that was so intense the guy pulled back and his cock slid along the side of Janice’s face. She ended up with cum in her ear and down her neck, but she managed to stroke it longer and milked the lasted of his juices on to her tits. Rubbing them with his cock, while rocking back and forth on Larry’s cock. Larry was on the verge on cum, when Janice quickly got off of him and grabbed his cock shoving it into her mouth sucking it to climax. She let the load cover her face again, then got back on her knees and asked for the next in line. This time she looked up saying “I want two at once”. Two guys stepped up and she grabbed each cock leaning into them sucking one then the other stroking and sucking alternately. She continued until each guy shot his load. She took them both square in the face, licking each one clean. Janice was covered from head to tits with cum and going for more. She took a hold of the next one and deep-throated him all the way down. When she had the whole length of his cock down her throat she began stroking his balls. She then began to suck him in earnest. Using her lips and hands working in rhythm stroking the shaft bringing him to climax. Janice let the load shoot out to cover her left breast; she continued to stroke it while she rubbed it all over her tit. The next and final guy stepped up, it was Rod, his cock was of average length but rather fat. Janice licked her lips, then the tip of his dick before putting it into her mouth. She looked up at Rod and said “I hope you got a good one for me, I am not only the blowjob queen, but I am also a real cum slut.” Rod put his hands on both sides of Janice’s head and pushed his cock down her throat. Holding her head still he began to face fuck her, she took both hands and again stroked his shaft in rhythm with his strokes. Occasionally she would take his cock all the way down, letting Rod pound it deep down to the balls. She worked it over like a pro. Rod’s cum finally came gushing out and Janice again took as much of it as possible in the face, much of it had hit her in the eyes and nose, she was having some difficulty seeing so she let the rest of it squirt out onto her right breast rubbing the cock all over her tit. She then took it and started to suck on it some more, sucking out all of the remaining juice Rod had left. By now Janice look like someone had poured a picture of cum all over her head. She had cum in her hair, her ears, eyes, nose, all over her face and both tits had cum dripping from them. She stood up saying” am I the blowjob queen or what? Now I think I will clean up and get the shit fucked out of me”. Marc step up and said not before we give you your crown. He had made a crown especially for this game; he got a large double-headed dong. Bent it into a circle put a smaller vibrator on top in the middle. Then stuck in some smaller plastic cocks that were about an inch long all around the edge. He put the crown on her head and said I dub thee this year’s blowjob queen extraordinaire. With that everyone laughed and some of the girls went over to help clean the cum off of Janice. It was the beginning of a super weekend, here was Janice just finishing sucking off 11 guys and there were now 3 girls making out with her rubbing all of the cum all over themselves. They ended up in the bathroom, laughing and carrying on. Janice had to take a shower to get all of the cum out of her hair; of course Vickie couldn’t resist getting in to “help her.” They had a little extra girl - girl fun while in the shower, but that’s what we were all there for. Karen had came the day before and moved into, she was enjoying her first house party and getting plenty of attention. As we were unpacking her belongings, she told me she had been looking forward to this party for a week. She had something special she wanted to do tonight; in fact she had been working on it since her last visit after we visited the club. She began her evening by dressing in a one piece white pull over that was open on both sides, it showed off her sexy figure and she wore nothing underneath. After the blowjob game, she was sitting at the table in the game room talking with Sam and Marc. Marc got up and came over to me, he said that they were going up to our room and to please find Mike and send him up too. He also said, Karen wanted me to come up and bring the cameras, she was going to put on a show and anyone that wanted could watch. When I got to the room Karen was on the bed with Mike lying below her. She settled herself down upon his cock and began fucking it, she then turned to Sam. She told him, she wanted him to “put that magnificent cock of yours right up my ass, I am going to take on the three biggest cocks here tonight all at the same time. I looked at her and said, are you sure you’re up to it? She told me she had been practicing for it for two weeks. Sam climbed up behind her; he smeared some lube all over his cock and her ass. He very gently started to slide his cock into her ass, slowly at first. Then she began to push back against him taking in more and more of his shaft. She was moaning, not from strain, but from excitement. It wasn’t long before she had Mike’s cock buried deep up her pussy and Sam’s buried to the hilt in her ass. She was pounding back and forth against Sam and Mike’s cocks when she moaned, Marc bring me your hot rod I want it in my mouth too. Marc got on his knees in front of her and presented his cock to her face. She took it in, without missing a stroke, rocking back and forth; Marc matched her rhythms pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. I was amazed to see my cousin fucking three men at once. She had the largest cock either of us had seen stuffed in her ass and the second largest in her pussy at the same time. I had started the video camera running as soon as she settled down upon Mike’s cock and was now taking pictures with our digital camera, since the video was on a tripod. As I watched her I was getting extremely excited, but continue to take pictures for her. Soon she was bucking fast and furiously moaning and letting out long sighs. Sam was the first to cum, he told her he was going to cum and she let loose of Marc just long enough to tell him to shoot his load all over her back and ass. Sam pulled his cock out and His cum came gushing out in long heavy spurts. It shot up her back almost to her neck and covered her ass cheeks. He let his cock rest on her ass and slowly moved it back and forth in the crack of her ass, as it slowly shrank. Marc was next his ass cheeks began to tighten and he arched his back looking down at her head. He had both hands on her head holding it fast as he pumped furiously in and out. She took his load deep down her throat; you could see the muscles on her throat contract as they milked his rod of every last drop of cum. When she was done draining Marc she back down Mike’s chest sliding his cock out of her cunt and taking it in her mouth she sucked it to climax letting the cum splatter on the side of her face, covering it with his hot sticky load. She looked over to me and smiled, saying, “Janice might be the blowjob queen, but I’m the big cock queen” and winked. She got up and came over to me, giving me a big hug and we kissed long and hard. She said,” I am going to love it here, now let’s go find some more cock”. OK, girl, I said there’s plenty here to choose from, so far all I have got to do is play hostess, I’m ready to have some fun too…

After a gap of three years we returned to Las Vegas and visited the same club and we had a glorious sexperience. On entering the club we saw a queue at the payment office of mostly men, we were hoping for more couples! Once in the club we did a walkabout and saw several couples in a mirror room having sex and one couple in particular were going through all the different positions to the audience. My sexy wife was getting horny to see this. She went to the changing room and came out wearing her leather bra and pants with fishnet stockings and black high heeled shoes and black gloves. Her body is small but great thighs and a 38' bust and looking mean behind her black mask. As she went into a playroom four guys followed her in and quickly stripped. Three of the four were black and young and looked like friends; the fourth guy was built like a football player. They laid down in front of her with their cocks in the air; they were thick and rock hard. She removed her black leather pants and sat beside each one and played with their rock hard cocks and rubbed them with her gloved hands. After a while she sat and let the guys surround her and play with her nipples and touch her butt and between her legs. Quickly there was a black cock in her mouth and she was rubbing his balls and cock. Another guy put on a condom and entered her soaking cunt. And the other two got whatever they could get their hands on until one went between her legs and started licking while she was being fucked. Over time they took turns at each end, and she had told them not to let loose. The audience was huge; several others joined in and her instruction was for them to give her a cum bath. To see so many men rubbing their hard cocks and preparing to shower her body with cum was electric! At least 10 men shot their load over her mask and bust and her hairless pussy. She left, showered, and we asked two of the guys back to our hotel and she lay between us and made love to whoever was up for it to fill her cunt with hot juices. I entered on two separate occasions and loved the feeling of cum on my cock.

It all started innocently enough. We had already been married five wonderful years the first time my wife responded enthusiastically to a lewd comment I made about a barley-covered beachcomber on the Southern California beach we frequent. While it was not uncommon for me to comment on the lovely summer scenery found at the beach, until this occasion my wife would only laugh adoringly at my incessant horniness. She was not the jealous type, one of the many attributes that attracted me to her in the first place. We were an incredible match in every possible way. If I believed in the concept of soul-mates, I would insist that she was mine! Cathy has a wild streak, but she is overall quite conservative. She has a great body, but she keeps it tastefully covered (unless we’re at the beach). She is right-leaning when it comes to politics, yet she cares about things like eradicating poverty and environmental issues. Until I met Cathy, I thought the term "compassionate conservative", was just a myth. Now I know better. Don’t get me wrong, Cathy is no prude. When it comes to the bedroom, she is a world class Olympian. She really knows how to "get her freak on". There is very little that we have not tried together. By our five year anniversary we had experienced every position in the book, created a few more, and even dabbled into the realms deviant sexual behavior from time-to-time. I often worship at the altar of her amazing ass, and she enjoys attending social events among family and friends with my cum secretly leaking out of her freshly fucked pussy. She may be conservative-leaning, but Cathy is no prude. That leads me back to the beach. I had just made a comment about a really attractive girl in a thong being so hot that it should get even her juices flowing. I was being sarcastic, because I knew that Cathy had never really been with another woman. She had come close once, in college, but that incident ended after some heavy petting when the other girl slipped a finger past the band of my future wife’s bikini and stroked the length of her slit a few times. That’s when sensory overload hit. It was just too much for Cathy, even with the buzz she had going, and she broke up that party just when it was about to get good. That’s why I was flabbergasted when Cathy agreed, the sight of this beautiful woman really did get her juices flowing. I was startled beyond words, and my face must have showed it. She looked over at me with a coy little smile and asked, "What?" I couldn’t tell initially if she was just messing with me, so I held my breath and peered at her inquisitively. Low and behold, she dropped the coy little smile, averted her eyes, and started to blush. She wasn’t kidding! My mind was racing with the implications of what such a revelation could mean, but that didn’t mean I was going to say anything stupid and kill the moment. I smiled and acknowledged Cathy’s comment with a kiss to the forehead and we resumed our walk along the beach. After a slight pause in the conversation, I asked Cathy what it was about that woman that turned her on? She told me that she didn’t know exactly. She was ahead of us now, walking in the same direction, so we both had a good look at her ample, beautifully sculpted ass. Was it her tits? Was it her ass? Was it her beautiful Polynesian features? Was it her raw sexuality? "That’s it," she replied. "It’s not just that incredible body, it’s the raw sensuality." We watched the womanly sway of her hips as she sauntered along ahead of us. "I bet she’d get wet too, just knowing that you are checking her out," I postulated. "Whatever." "No, I mean it," I replied. "I absolutely bet she would get sexually excited if she knew that you had never really been with a woman, yet she turns you on." "Too bad you don’t have anything worth betting," replied Cathy with that coy smile returning to her lips. Now, I knew that she was just being playful at this point, but it pained me to let this opportunity pass by without actually doing something to take advantage of my wife’s sexual state. "What if I did?" I asked. "What if I did have something worth betting?" I had just upped the stakes, and I watched Cathy out of the corner of my eye to gauge her reaction. "Oh, I don’t know..." Her voice remained playful, unsure of where I was going with all of this. I, on the other hand, was sure. I knew exactly where this could go. I decided to go all-in. "Let’s make a bet," I offered. "That depends," she said. Her eyebrows were arched inquisitively, so I proceeded. "Let me go tell her," I said flatly. "If she isn’t interested, I’ll buy you that obscenely expensive purse you’ve been dying to get." I had calculated correctly. Her jaw gaped open as she grasped the reality of what I was proposing. She could tell this was no longer just a game. I meant it. "And if I lose?" she asked. "Then we go wherever the moment takes us," I said in the most loving voice I could muster. There was no sarcasm, no challenge, no guilt-trip, nothing even blatantly sexual. There was only the thinly veiled hope of a desperately horny husband plying away the thin layers between love and lust. I looked deeply into her eyes and found my answer. I found mountains moving and closely held morals being challenged, but mostly I saw raw lust. She wanted this, and she knew that I knew. I gave her a passionate but brief open-mouthed kiss and leaped forward, to catch up to this woman who now held my fate in her hands. I had only made it a few steps though, when I heard my wife call out, "The matching shoes too!" I didn’t slow my pace, but waved my hand over my head in acknowledgment. What the hell, it was worth the extra couple hundred bucks. It seemed like a risk worth taking. She could have got a lot more than that out of me at that moment. The woman had moved further ahead of us during our exchange, and I sprinted ahead to catch up to her. As I ran, I tried to form a plan. What would I say? What could I possibly say to win this woman’s trust long enough to let my wife catch up? That was the key, I decided. Just engage her long enough to let my beautiful wife catch up... "Hello!" I called out as I drew closer. I had moved up higher on the beach, away from the water’s edge where she was walking, so as not to startle her by coming from directly behind her. She still started a bit, but not so much that it scared her. "Hello," she replied inquisitively. Her voice was honey. Well, I’ll spare you the details of our exact conversation, but I was able to get a conversation started. I even managed to keep it from being overly awkward. By the time my wife caught up, I had established that this woman was from the area, that she was still a college student, and that her name was Kali. She was a bit older than most college students on account of her foreign travels, which she prioritized ahead of her schooling. As my wife approached, I finally tried to bring the conversation to it’s real purpose. "Well Kali," I said. "This is my wife Cathy." She smiled and stuck out her hand in friendly greeting. What a sight these two were together. Cathy is half-Latina. Her grandparents hail from Spain via Mexico. Like most anyone though, there is a lot of other blood mixed in along the way. She is not an overly "ethnic" looking Latina, but a pleasant mix of all that is good about Latin women. She has beautiful hips, dark hair with a bit of natural curl, and the most beautiful olive colored blemish-free skin. On top of her natural beauty, she is relatively athletic with long legs and beautifully defined calves. She has full D cup breasts and the most amazing sultry eyes that burn with unbridled lust when she is really turned on. She had that look now. Kali was much shorter than my wife. She was only about five feet three inches tall (160.0 cm) to Cathy’s five feet seven inches (170.2 cm) of height. But that was where the differences ended. Kali had beautiful long black straight hair, beautiful olive skin, and what I estimated were full perky C-cup tits. Her eyes were also dark and sensual, and I couldn’t help but notice that her nipples fought the thin fabric of her bikini for release. She was positively edible. I fought to reign in my thoughts. The moment of truth was upon us, and I suddenly felt the full weight of how the next few moments could change my life. I concentrated all my thoughts now to formulate this incredibly straight forward question. "Um... Well, um... Listen Kali, my wife thinks you’re incredibly attractive and she, I mean we, we wanted to know if you’d be interested in coming back to our place for drinks later?" I stuttered. Her expression changed almost imperceptibly, but I distinguished a small smile turning up the very corners of her mouth. She took a step back away from where Cathy and I stood side by side, and took a slow look up and down each of our bodies. The moment seemed to last several minutes. Then, without a word, she began a very slow and deliberate circle around us. We held as still as stone statues while she drank in every curve and angle of my wife’s body, then mine. She moved like a lioness, like a huntress sizing up her prey. We hardly breathed. Complete erotic silence drowned out the sound of the small waves breaking on the beach just meters away from us. We were alone in the universe, except for this goddess who moved around us with all the sensuality of a temptress. She moved within a breath of my wife. Looking up into Cathy’s eyes her countenance demanded that Cathy meet her gaze. "Is this true?" she asked. "Is this something YOU want?" Cathy stared deeply into Kali’s eyes. When she finally spoke, it was only a whisper. "Yes," she replied. Kali leaned in and kissed my wife seductively on her upper neck, just behind her ear. She was searching, demanding to know if this was my desire or her own. My wife’s entire body wavered in response, almost collapsing into the sand. Her eyes searched Kali’s for a few moments, locked in a lustful gaze with a woman she had only met mere moments before. Then she reiterated her reply more forcefully. "Yes," she repeated. The next few moments were a blur of planning. We both had vehicles parked at the beach which couldn’t be left. She took my wallet from me and handed me her car keys. I was shocked at the familiarity with which she waved and said, "See you at the house." Then she pointed out her car, visible from the beach, linked arms with my wife, and walked away back down the beach toward our vehicle. "Hey, what if I get pulled over?" I asked. "I won’t have any ID!" "Then you’d better not get pulled over," she laughingly replied. I stood rooted to the sand as I watched two of the most amazing asses I’d ever laid eyes on saunter up the beach. My mind was racing as I headed to her car. It was a nice vehicle, and very clean. I opened up the door and sat down in the driver seat. I adjusted the seat and mirrors, and then paused to clear my head. I couldn’t believe this was really happening. I took in a deep breath, trying to catch the sent of this beautiful woman who was heading back to my house with my wife for a sexual escapade. There could be no question about anyone’s intention. This was a date for three. I rubbed the armrest of Kali’s vehicle, ran my hands around the steering wheel, and took in another deep breath of the woman I was about to fuck. This was her domain, her private place. My presence here violated her private space, and consented to a kind of intimacy that we had not yet shared. I spotted a gym bag behind the seat and pulled it out. She wouldn’t mind, how could she? She had trusted this to me and was at this moment headed to my house to fuck my wife. I unzipped the bag slowly and peeled back the sides to reveal its contents. Right there on top was a sports bra, a pair of short spandex shorts, and a tiny little thong panty. My hormones were raging out of control. I justified this minor intrusion with the thought that she may already be making out with my beautiful wife somewhere along the way. With thoughts of the amazing sex I planned to have with this woman named Kali in mere minutes, I raised the entire bag up to level of my chest and bent my face down to inhale the scent of her. I could feel slight dampness on the clothes, and assumed that she must have worked out on her way to the beach. Despite the fact that they had been used the clothes smelt fresh and clean, if a bit salty. I sat the bag on the seat beside me and started the car. I didn’t want to miss anything back at the house. The twenty five minute drive to my house was excruciating. My cock was at full attention the entire way. I kept rubbing myself through my shorts, amazed at how quickly everything was happening. I was as sexually charged as I could ever remember being. I desperately wanted to just stop the car and rub one out, but I couldn’t imagine wasting a single stroke with two beautiful women on their way to my house. I picked up the thong from beside me on the seat. It was a very lightweight material, which had pretty much dried already. I brought it up to my nose as I drove, inhaling the scent of her pussy, and the saltiness of her workout. I sat it down and rubbed my cock some more through my shorts. A minute passed, then two. I picked up the panties again, inhaling deeply the scent of the pussy that I was about to fuck. I slowly turned the panty in my hand, exposing that place where it rubbed against her outer pussy lips during her workout routine. I raised it to my lips and kissed it softly. I lowered it again, realizing the extent of my debauchery. I raised it to my face again, inhaling, and this time lost all inhibitions. I reached out my tongue to taste Kali’s pussy for the very first time, pressing it roughly against the moist fabric. She tasted as I knew she would, sweet and salty and angelic. My entire body shuddered with what I can only describe as a pre-orgasm. I didn’t come, but my entire body trembled with pleasure as I tasted the sweet essence of Kali’s delicious pussy. I’m not exactly sure how, but I actually ended up arriving at home a minute or two before the girls. I stowed the gym bag back behind the seat and locked up her car in my driveway. I went inside and picked up a bit, but I mostly just walked around in circles. I couldn’t keep my thoughts straight. I wanted this in the worst way. I opened a bottle of wine just as they came in the door. Kali took the glass I offered her and tasted a sip. She smiled, thanked me, and raised up on her toes to give me a little peck on the cheek. I gave her my most suave smile and graciously stepped back into a bow. "Welcome to our home," I said. Kali giggled and thanked me. Then she walked over to the open cupboard where I keep the alcohol and took down a small unopened bottle of Jack Daniels that was in plain sight. She opened the bottle, raised it high, and exclaimed, "Here’s to a wild evening." With that she took a nice sized swig and looked directly at Cathy. "Can you show me to the shower?" she asked. I interrupted by asking the girls if they wouldn’t rather enjoy the hot tub first? They evening breeze was just starting to blow in across the coastal foothills and all agreed it would be great to enjoy the early evening out on the porch while I ordered a delivery of Chinese food. As they headed outside, I took a moment to reflect. While this was a totally new and exhilarating experience for us, I could finally feel myself beginning to relax. I was in my own home now, in my element, with two beautiful women waiting for me in the hot tub. I called in our dinner request. Life was good. I took a deep breath, poured a new glass of wine, and headed outside to join Kali and Cathy. I maneuvered through the door, glass of wine in one hand and boom box in the other. I thought a little music would help set the mood. I pulled the screen closed as I turned, only to realize that no mood-setting would be required. For the first time since I’d known her, I observed my wife in an erotic embrace with another woman. My heart instantly began racing to pump blood toward my nether region. They were topless, and Kali had my wife pinned, her back against the hot tub. This caused Kali’s ass to float up high, peaking out of the water, and it was obvious that she wore nothing at all. Not wanting to spoil the moment, I hung back. I was observing the most passionate open-mouth kisses I had ever seen. These girls were on fire. It only took a few moments of observation before I felt my cock straining to be free of my shorts. For some reason, I didn’t feel like I wanted Kali to see my cock for the first time while at full mast, so I quietly slipped off my shorts and shirt and slid into the water behind them. Once I was safely in, I pressed the button to start the air jets. Both girls let out a little squeal as they were shocked back into reality by the now swirling water. They both giggled as Kali tore herself away from my wife and turned to look at me. She was low down in the water, and she smiled as she turned her whole body to face me. Looking back over her shoulder, she asked my wife, "So is he fair game too?" Now it was my turn to be shocked as I realized that we had never discussed my involvement in that brief conversation on the beach. I had never considered that I might only be an observer, not a participant. I looked over the back of Kali’s head to my beautiful wife, and gave her my best casual smile. Despite my easy smile, my whole body was tense as I waited for her reply. She took a moment to consider, then nodded her head up and down in reply. As Kali turned back to face me, we both heard my wife offer the qualification, "Just take it slow, ok. We’ve never done anything like this before." Kali slowly inched her way closer to me until we were face to face. I could feel her breath on my mouth. I leaned in to kiss her sweet lips, but she gave a playful smile and backed away, just out of reach. "Come here Cathy," she called. Cathy maneuvered her way around us and drew in close. Kali’s eyes never left mine. She was so close I could feel the warmth of her breath on my face. "I am going to kiss your husband now Cathy," she said. "I’m going to kiss him, and before I leave here I am going to fuck both of your brains out. He was yours before I came here, and he will be yours when I leave. I am not in love with your husband, but for the next few hours I am going to treat him like my King. Is that ok with you Cathy?" I turned my head ever so slightly to look at my adoring wife. This was it then, the final barrier to the most erotic experience of my life. It was not until I saw Cathy begin to shake her head in a yes motion that I realized I was holding my breath. My eyes rolled back in my head as Kali leaned in and kissed my lips. Her lips were soft and sweet. Neither of us opened our mouths, yet our lips found their way around and in between each other until she slowly pulled away from me, dragging my lips with her until they finally stretched to the maximum and sprung free. This woman was a vixen. It was entirely obvious that she was no stranger to ways of sex and intimacy. At that moment, I would not have doubted that she was a Kama Sutra master. Turning from me, she rose out of the water in order to meet my wife’s embrace. For the first time I got a decent look at Kali’s naked breasts. They were breathtaking. I realized that I was right in my initial observation. Kali was at least a full c-cup, maybe larger. Her breasts sat high and full on her chest, without hanging out to much to the sides. They were spectacular. Her nipples were another phenomenon completely. Her aureola were dark, almost brown in color, and about the size of a silver dollar. They formed perfect circles around the most the most amazing nipples I ever had the pleasure of observing. They poked out so far from her tits they looked like little phallic entities. These were not merely erect nipples, they were obscenities, begging desperately for my attention. I unwound myself from Kali and moved across the hot tub to where she and my wife had resumed their passionate erotic kissing. They were facing each other and both were high up in the water. Their breasts pressed together, nipples almost touching as their tongues dances in and out of each others mouths. I was hungry to join them both, but hesitant to interfere. Instead, I moved my body in alignment behind Kali and pressed up against her. My hard cock stood up at full attention and I nestled it lengthwise into the crack of her ass as I pressed closer. She moaned into Cathy’s mouth as she felt the length of my cock nestled against her ass. My hands roamed her body feverishly, starting down in the water on the outside of her thighs. I stroked upward tenderly, but urgently, pressing my hands to that place where our body met and kneading the sides of her ass. My fondling continued, moving forward and continuing upward across her abs until the back of my hands met the underside of her heavy breasts. My balls ached with need as I turned my hands over and cupped the undersides of her gorgeous rack. Kali and Cathy continued their erotic foreplay and I reached forward with my fingertips to trace the place where their tits pressed together. My lips played tenderly across Kali’s back and neck, provoking her sexual advances to my wife. I reached further with my fingers grasping beyond the full weight of my wife’s tits until I held the weight of both Kali and Kathy’s tits together in my hands. Then Kali moved down my wife’s body, across her neck and lower, to my wife’s magnificent rack. It was not so perky as Kali’s, but what it lacked in perkiness it made up for in size. Kali moaned as she took my wife’s nipple into her mouth and began to suckle. Her other hand grasped at one of her own obscene nipples, pulling it away from her body. I noted that she was not tender with her own nipple as she was with Cathy’s and tucked that tidbit of knowledge away for later use. I moved around Kali then, and up along side her, where I had equal access to my wife’s beautiful body. I took my wife’s other nipple into my mouth, grasping it firmly between my tongue and the roof of my mouth in the way that I know she loves. I began to nurse her nipple, pulling it slowly away from her body and letting the underside drag along my tongue. My hands roamed around her body. Finding her supple ass cheeks, I dug my fingers into her in a way that expressed my control over her. She moaned loudly and let her head roll back in total release as Kali and I continued our assault on my wife’s beautiful tits. After a short time, Kali reached under Cathy, directing my wife up and out of the water into a sitting position on the side of the hot tub. She gasped in amazement as Kali moved into position between her thighs, licking her way closer and closer to my wife’s amazing snatch. Of course, I had seen my wife in this position many times over the years, but I had been the one dancing my tongue across her thighs to her most private and tender recesses. Never, since the day I first kissed her, had another person taken these freedoms with the woman I loved more than my own life. I moved up beside Cathy, placing my left arm behind her for support. I placed my mouth near her nipple again, and began to tease it with light strokes. I buried my face into the outside of her right tit, letting the scruff of my five o’clock shadow drag across her tender skin, adding another sensation to the many she was already experiencing. Her breathing was deep and ragged. My right hand moved upward, cupping her left tit momentarily as it continued upward toward her gorgeous face. I raised up out of the water then, just enough to reach and lovingly kiss her forehead. Then I settled back down just enough to meet her eye to eye. Her eyes were glazed with lust in a way that every husband dreams about. I moved closer, until our lips met. With my tongue, I coaxed open her mouth and engaged her in one of the most expressive kisses we have ever shared, then or now. My right hand stroked her cheek lovingly as I tried to convey all the passion I was experiencing through the medium of our kiss. After a few moments, Cathy arched her back violently, throwing her weight back against my left arm. At first, I thought she was experiencing a tremendous orgasm, but after a few moments I realized that Kali had merely stopped teasing Cathy’s pussy with her tongue, and finally buried her face into her cunt. I was electrified as I watched Kali virtually assault my wife’s pussy. There seemed to be a methodic approach to her maddening attack, solidifying my belief that Kali was indeed a vixen, well-practiced in the art of pussy-licking Cathy’s thrashing continued, and I braced myself to ensure she did not topple backward over the edge of the hot tub. I recognized that she was indeed on the verge of orgasm and moved lower to renew my assault on her tits. Kali did not let up as Cathy began to shudder Her groans began to rapidly rise in pitch as a massive orgasm overtook her. She trembled against my waning strength and suddenly threw herself downward, into the water as her full orgasm overtook her. Kali moved down with her into the water, cradling her into her arms and whispering intimate and loving praises into her ear as Cathy shook and whimpered her way through one of the longest orgasms I had ever observed. We all sat still, enjoying the quiet afterglow of Cathy’s orgasm when I thought I heard the faint yelling of someone over by the side gate. “Hello, delivery. Anyone home?” the voice said as it rose in volume.“Oh, shit,” I exclaimed. “I forgot, the Chinese food...” I leaped from the water and grabbed for the nearest towel as I yelled, “Coming.”After tracking down a few dollars for a tip, and apologizing profusely for not answering the door, I returned to the porch in time to find my wife and Kali getting out of the hot tub. The after effects of Cathy’s lovemaking was apparent as she moved slowly across the patio to me. She went up on to her tip toes and gave me a meaningful but brief kiss on the lips. She smiled and said, “I’m going to need about a week to recover from that.” We all laughed and Cathy continued into the house with Kali close behind.Kali stopped and went up on to her tiptoes, just as Cathy had. She looked up at me and said in a very challenging voice, “I’m going to be needing some relief now.” She smiled a sultry, lustful smile and leaned in for a mouth-watering cock-raising kiss. After about a minute, she broke free from our kiss and continued her demands. Looking me straight in the eye commanded, “Fuck me hard. I want to be used.” Well, this was all so new to me that if she hadn’t said so, I would have tried to prolong the moment by taking her tenderly, just as she had my wife. I had lost my hard-on while dealing with the delivery guy, but between the kiss and her words, I had definitely risen to the challenge. The thoughts of her illicit coupling with my wife fueled my thoughts as I roughly grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head back. Not until I get a little something first. I reached up with my other hand and grabbed her shoulder, pushing her down onto her knees. I wasn’t forceful, but I let her know who was really going to be calling the shots. She peered up at me with a look of satisfaction as she centered herself directly in front of my raging cock. I had played my cards just right. Kali opened her mouth as wide as she could and took my cock directly to the back of her throat until she gagged. Only then did she close her mouth around the rest of my manhood, resting the entire underside of my cock on the length of her tongue. Her earlier words came back to me then, echoing in my head,“I’m going to treat him like a King.” My wife is a good cocksucker, but Kali played in a league of her own. I had never before experienced the sensations that she was giving me as she occasionally looked up to meet my eyes in a search of approval. Of course, she knew her own abilities, yet it was obvious to me that she found pleasure in the pleasure of others. It was not approval she sought, but pleasure, both mine and hers. I was startled from these thoughts as my wife’s voice broke the erotic silence. “You won’t be able to get him to cum in your mouth,” she said. Kali seemed to take this as a challenge, rather than as a statement of fact. She began bouncing her face on my cock with renewed abandon, bottoming out in the back of her throat. My wife was right, whether Kali knew it or not. I also derive pleasure from giving it to others. So strong is that feeling that I rarely, if ever, cum before my woman. However, I wasn’t going to pass on her enthusiasm and willingness to deep throat my cock! I grabbed the back of Kali’s head and slowed her rhythm, forcing her to hold my cock deep in her throat for long amounts of time. She would swallow my cock into her throat, and I would hold her there as she repeatedly gagged. Cathy was not a huge fan of gagging herself, but I know that it had turned her on to watch women gagging on cocks while surfing the internet, so I was not surprised to see her paying careful attention as Kali repeatedly choked on my manhood.Cathy had a carton of stir-fry open and sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the coffee table, chopsticks in her right hand and her left tit in the other. She was slowly rubbing her nipple between her index finger and her thumb, a permanent look of satisfaction affixed to her face. When she saw I was looking at her, she smiled lovingly and took another bite of her food. I returned her smile, and said, “I going to need a condom.” “Oh, shit,” she replied. She hopped up (apparently feeling renewed), and hurriedly headed upstairs to get the goods. I watched her sexy body as she left the room, and felt an overwhelming thankfulness for the amazing woman that she was. Not only was she beautiful and sexy and amazing, she was going to get me a condom so I could fuck another beautiful woman. I looked down at Kali and smiled as she looked at me inquisitively. “What’s wrong sweetie?” I asked. She dislodged my cock from her throat and asked, “Are you getting close baby?” Now, technically, I lied. I was getting close, and despite the fact Cathy said I wouldn’t, I was tempted to blow a load right down this girls throat. The truth was, I could have held out a bit more if I wanted to though. She was amazingly good at sucking cock, but I had a reputation to uphold. “Not even close,” I lied. She licked my balls one last time, taking each one into her mouth and rolling it gently with her skilled tongue. I caressed her shoulders and directed her to stand up before me. As Cathy reentered the room with condoms in hand, I took Kali into my arms in a tender embrace. I kissed her softly, then held her at arms length and said, “Now I’m going to fuck you silly.” I quickly surveyed the room to decide how I would take her. My wife had resumed her place at the coffee table. I noted with interest that she had also retrieved a DVD from our porn collection, which she was leaning forward to place in the DVD player. I grinned as I considered how amazingly ok she seemed to be with everything that was happening so quickly. I decided to push my luck. “To the coffee table,” I directed Kali. I knelt her on the floor very near to my wife, with her face and upper body over the table. Her gorgeous tits pressed against the magazines that lay at the table’s edge. I spread her legs with my feet, then knelt down behind her. My wife froze as she watched me prepare to fuck this beautiful woman, her next bite halfway up to her mouth. Her mouth hung open as she watched me reach up and cup Kali’s amazingly ripe pussy from behind. Kali let out a sigh, and her body shuddered as I stroked my fingers up and down her slit. She was so wet that she was practically dripping into my cupped hand. I moved forward a bit, so that my cock was directly below her pussy. Then I took my cock in hand and slapped it upward against the entire length of her slit. Kali practically lurched over the table as my cock made initial contact with her lusty cunt. Her elbows were on the table now, supporting her as she readied for my cock to invade her snatch. Her breathing was deepening, her body tensed with anticipation. I licked my hand and covered the head of my cock with moist saliva, so there would be absolutely no discomfort when I pushed my length into Kali. I lined my cock up directly with her pussy and moved withing a hair’s breadth of her sopping entrance. “What about a condom baby?” asked my wife. Kali let out a measured breath just then, thinking that it would be take a second to get a condom from my wife. I smiled at Cathy and exclaimed, “Not yet,”, as I pushed forward with all my strength burying my pussy into Kali’s snatch. The force of my unexpected entrance took Kali’s breath as I plunged into her sopping pussy. For the first time in years, I felt another woman’s pussy wrap around my naked cock, and the shock of it was overwhelming. My body shook with pleasure as I plunged repeatedly into the depths of Kali’s cunt. Cathy’s eyes were big as she stared at the sight of her faithful husband fucking another woman directly before her. I noted her hand had crept down to her pussy, where she had two fingers buried deep in her own snatch. The carton of food had been abandoned on the arm of the couch behind her, which she was leaning back against. Her other hand groped her own breast as she watched this obscene act unfold before her. Kali’s creamy pussy was churning up quite a lather onto my unprotected cock. I pulled all the way out and stood up. “Suck her cream off my cock now baby,” I commanded. Cathy’s eyes got huge as she realized what I wanted. She had never licked another woman’s pussy. She had never tasted another woman’s nectar. She looked up into my eyes, then back down to my cock. She leaned forward as if in a trance until her face was directly before my aching cock. She looked up at me again, opened her mouth wide, and held that position. I grabbed the base of my cock and slapped it against the side of her face. She didn’t move, her mouth stretched into a wide “o”. I grabbed my cock again and slapped the other cheek. Her eyes never left mine. I slowly dragged the length of my cock sideways across her lips, then I leaned down and kissed her. I stood back up and fed my cock into her mouth. Cathy had one hand on my cock while she sucked, and the other hand was squeezing Kali’s nipple and groping her breast. Kali turned and stretched upwards, taking my cock from Cathy’s mouth into her own. She licked along it’s length, tasting her own creamy juices. She and Cathy swirled their tongues around my swollen cock, groaning lustfully. I wanted to fuck Kali, but I was also mesmerized by the sight of my wife tasting another woman’s pussy for the first time by licking pussy juice off my dick. The two continued kissing as I went back on to my knees behind Kali. I slowly pressed the length of my cock into her waiting pussy as she groaned into Cathy’s mouth. I ran my hands upward, along her twisting body, until I found the swell of her breasts. I pressed my palms against her nipples forcefully, moving my hands in circular motions. I began thrusting my cock in and out of her hungry pussy, squeezing her tits together against each other as I did so. She continued making out with my wife as I increased my tempo, simultaneously pinching her nipples between my fingers. I began to twist and pull on Kali’s nipples as my balls began to noisily slap against her clit. Her breathing had grown heavy, punctuated by little squeals of excitement as I pummeled her from behind. I reached further around with my left hand, trying to grope both breasts with it, while I dropped my right to find the little button that I knew would set her off. After a moment, my wife pushed my upper body away from Kali’s, forcing me to release her tits. I followed her lead, still groping around Kali’s front to reach her clit with my right hand. Just then, Cathy nestled up beside Kali and ran her hand down her back. She began kissing the back of Kali’s neck, while her right hand groped Kali’s ass, just inches away from my cock. Then, my amazing wife did something I did not imagine her doing. Her probing fingers worked their way over to Kali’s cute little asshole and began teasing and probing it. That set Kali off and her back arched as she screamed her way through her first orgasm. Fearing I was getting too excited I ripped my cock from Kali’s cunt and stuffed it into my wife’s waiting mouth. This time she attacked it with fervor, licking and sucking at Kali’s cream for all she was worth. I had waited too long, and I felt my balls tightening as my own load readied for release. I stepped back and aimed in the general direction of my wife’s face and tits and began pumping furiously. “That’s right baby, cum for me!” She exclaimed. She opened her mouth wide and tilted her face up to take my load as I pumped cock furiously. A few moments later I did just that. The first shot landed across her face, coating her chin on the right side of her face and stretching across her mouth and nose to just below her eye on the other side. The second shot was lower, on her neck. With the third I did my best to cover her right tit, shaking and smearing what was left on her other. It was a respectable showing.Kali was still recovering from her own orgasm, but was drawn to the scene by my furious grunts as I came all over my wife. She turned to Cathy and lowered herself down to Cathy’s tits, which she lovingly began to clean with her tongue. Meanwhile, Cathy took my shrinking cock back into her mouth, suckling gently on the sensitive head, and occasionally taking the whole length into her warm, wet mouth. I reached down and stroked Kali’s pussy, making her entire body shiver with aftershocks as she continued to clean the cum from my wife’s neck and face. “Looks like we have a long night in store,” I said. “Let’s eat some dinner.” With that the girls gave each other a final kiss and giggled as we untangled ourselves from one another.

I'd been married to Connie for nearly 10 years when this story began. I was 44 and she was 32. We had a beautiful daughter who was 4 years old. Connie's as gorgeous and sexy today as the first time I saw her in the perfume department of a large chemist in the City Centre 12 years ago. She has fantastic thick shoulder length strawberry blonde hair and looks a bit like the actress Nicola Stephenson; especially her cheeky smile and freckles. If we won the lottery she'd like bigger boobs but I like them just the way they are -- 34b.....nice and bouncy and still firm enough for her to go topless on the beach (which really turns me on). I still play indoor football once a week and go to the gym two or three times; so I'm still quite trim for a guy my age. It had become difficult to keep things fresh and exciting especially with Connie juggling a full-time job and being a wife and mother; plus our daughter is a bit of a handful. My job now takes me away from home one or two nights a week and I'm rarely home before 7.30 on the other nights; all of which leaves us both knackered most nights, but we still try our best to keep the spark alive. We were at the dreaded stage that married couples fear most-- each week night was the same. When I was at home we would have a family meal, bath our daughter, put her to bed, make a coffee then sit on the sofa staring at the idiot-box in the corner while I massaged my wife's feet then bed by 11 pm without the merest hint of sex. On Fridays I'd sometimes go to the local pub and Connie would be in bed when I arrived home; drunk. On Saturdays we would go out with friends for a meal and drinks then after five minutes each in the bathroom we would have sex. Now -- don't get me wrong; it was always good sex. Think about it; my wife is young and gorgeous but.....but.....it was pretty much the same most weeks. I knew exactly which buttons to press and in which order to make her have a satisfying orgasm and I did.....every bloody Saturday night between 11.30 and 11.45! In the previous couple of years I'd had a few opportunities for extra-marital naughtiness and had weakened twice -- once at a European Sales Conference in Bonn with a Swiss woman and another time in London with a colleague that was recently divorced. Neither was as spectacular as I'd hoped but great fun none the less! I was pretty sure Connie had been faithful until she was invited to a 'schoolgirl' themed Hen night to Manchester with her younger sister, Marie and about 20 of their friends to celebrate a 21st birthday. When she returned home on the Sunday evening she was a bit sheepish and quiet; which was unusual. Later in bed after a lot of coaxing she told me that due to her outfit she had received an awful lot of male attention on the Saturday night and had absolutely loved it. I got her to wank me as she eventually admitted to dancing with a couple of guys in a club then eventually confessed in a whisper that they had both put their hands up her skirt to play with her suspenders and had tried to get inside her knickers but she'd resisted. Then she giggled when she realized that my cock was getting harder and harder. With a new found confidence she then told me that she had even let one of them play with her tits as they snogged; which made me cum all over her hand. I always felt that there might be more to the story but didn't 'push it'.....but when I was alone in a hotel later in the week I had a few wanks thinking about what she might have got up to. After football the following Sunday morning one of the younger lads, who didn't know I was married to Connie, showed us some photos of his girlfriend in a schoolgirl uniform on his mobile phone then regaled the bar with some of the tales she'd told him about a recent trip to Manchester. She'd told him that six or seven of the women had got fucked including two married women who had gone back to a hotel with some rugby players from Wales and had got fucked six ways sideways! My cock instantly stiffened at the thought of Connie being one of the married women! The thought of my wife going with another guy or more than one guy drove me insane with lust for the next few days. Without ever telling her why I became almost insatiable, which made Connie feel very desirable and therefore more accommodating to my sexual needs. A 'win-win' situation for both of us. On the Thursday night I was checking out my Facebook site for the first time in weeks when I spotted that one of her friends had posted some pictures from the Hen Night. No wonder she'd received lots of attention! Connie's shirt was unbuttoned so that her tits were nearly falling out of her pink Wonderbra and her skirt was so short you could see her stocking tops and suspenders without her even bending over! In one picture she had one guy sticking his tongue in her ear while she smothered his friends' face with her tits! Her friends were just as lecherous in the other dozen or so pictures of them showing their arses and one of her friends sucking on a life-like dildo! It certainly looked like they had had a really good time and the picture of Connie and the two guys really intrigued me....plus it helped me have another wank; fantasizing about my darling wife with two horny rugby players! In bed the following night Connie nearly choked when I mentioned (as casually as possible) that I'd seen the Facebook pictures. "You look like you had fun." I grinned as she blushed like a beetroot. "I can explain." She stammered as she squirmed and quickly turned away from me. "I thought that you'd told me about everything that happened on Sunday night." I chuckled as I began stroking her nipple through her nightie. "I did." Connie whispered as her nipple became erect. "Are you sure?" I continued as my cock nudged against her buttocks. "There was a picture of you with.....two guys....and.....some of the comments under it were....well.....someone asked if their bedroom was bigger than yours." I began softly kissing her neck and rubbing my erection against her soft arse but Connie was now stiff with trepidation. "I'd love to know how you would know if their bedroom was bigger than yours sweetheart." By now I'd lifted her nightdress up and was alternating stroking her tits with running my fingers through her hairy bush. My wife slowly turned over until she was lying on her back. Her eyes were filled with tears. "Something else happened....didn't it?" I asked as I kissed away the tears then gently placed her hand on my rock hard cock. "I've already had a couple of wanks thinking about them putting their hands up your skirt and you letting one of them play with your tits." I then kissed and licked her nipples. "Tell me everything babe....please." Connie's hand gently stroked my shaft making me shiver with excitement. "Are you sure?" She whispered as she sniffed back another tear. "Oh yes!" I chuckled as I flicked my tongue across her nipples and gently teased her legs apart. "As soon as we left the hotel in the afternoon guys were whistling and shouting at us." Connie's voice was barely audible but her fingers kept running along the blue veins on my dick. "Every where we went guys were hitting on us and buying us drinks." She finally looked me in the eye as if asking if she should go on. "Even when I was a teenager I never got attention like that....it was....intoxicating!" Connie chuckled at using a 'big word'. "Mmmmmm." I purred as my fingers stroked and tugged her bushy pubes. "I'm not surprised...you looked dead fucking sexy!" "It was in the second or third bar that we....you know....relaxed....and let ourselves go." She was now resting on her side and had slightly opened her legs for me. "We were in the toilets when Marie hiked her skirt up and said something about 'Lets take a walk on the wild side!'" I nodded as I peeled her pussy lips apart and ran my finger down her sticky slit. "I thought 'why not for one night'....and hiked my skirt up too then loosened a couple of extra buttons on my shirt too." Her chest was becoming flushed now and her pussy even wetter. "I was drunk and...it was just meant to be....a laugh.....I didn't expect anything to....'happen'....you believe me don't you?" "Of course." I lied and gently slid a finger into her love pot as her fingers wrapped around my dick and started sliding slowly up and down. "Guys were all over us." My once shy wife grinned. "They were nearly fighting to buy us drinks and one of them was rubbing up against me.....you know....pretending to shag me from behind!" I automatically raised my eyebrows in surprise. "And I leaned forward and pressed back against him....pretending to......have an orgasm....you know like in 'When Harry met Sally'!" Connie was a flirt ....but...... not like that normally. "Everyone cheered.....it was the most amazing night of my life." Her face had lit up now and she had her left leg curled and raised for me to continue fingering her. "Then we moved onto another bar that had music playing and some of the guys had followed us and wanted to dance." She was in full flow now and obviously getting as turned on as I was with her confession. "When I danced I made sure my skirt lifted up and my....tits....jiggled." We both chuckled because that's my favorite 'game'....when she shakes or jiggles her tits. "Lyle loved it when I did that." "Lyle?" I quizzed her. "The two guys in the picture.....Lyle and Scott...from Scotland. They were on a Rugby club trip." Connie's eyes glazed over slightly at the memory. "Nice guys? How old are they?" I innocently asked. "Verrrryyy nice." Connie purred then giggled, "Lyle was 20 and Scott 22....I asked!" "Then what happened?" I inquired as my balls began aching. "It was on the dance floor that Lyle began playing with my suspenders and stockings. I think he was showing off to his friends....lifting my skirt up and stuff....but...." Connie hunched her shoulders and gave me her 'naughty girl' smile as she squeezed my cock very tight, "I didn't give a shit what anyone thought..... and let him." "Then Scott barged in and wanted the next dance. He was taller....even bigger than you ....he did the same....his hands were straight up my skirt......squeezing my arse.....even spanking it a little bit....telling me how naughty I was and how naughty schoolgirls should get spanked for showing their knickers on the dance-floor. I tried to shock him by saying something about 'was he man enough to spank me'. He lifted my skirt and gave me three hard slaps on the arse in front of everyone!" "What did you do then?" I asked incredulously as I stuffed her twat with a second finger. "I put my arms around his neck and kissed him." Connie giggled again. "Then he put his hand up the front of my skirt as we slow danced and......" "AND?????" I gasped as I felt my balls tighten. "He tried to finger me! A great big farmers finger; but I kept moving -- twisting away and stuff so he couldn't get it in....but it felt...you know....well you wouldn't...but.....so very naughty." "In fffffront of everybody?" I stammered. "Well.....it was dark....but......Marie was watching us." Connie was grinding onto my fingers now and thankfully her strokes had slowed down on my dick. "Then what happened?" I garbled as I started thinking about Hilary Clinton in my attempt to stop cumming too soon. I finally pushed him away and went back to the bar." Connie's chest was now heaving and her nipples were like diamonds. "Then what?" I repeated......Hilary was now starting to look very sexy inside my head! "He followed and bought me a cocktail....then told me he wanted to take me back to his hotel." "And?" My balls were vibrating now at the thought of my wife going back to a hotel room with a handsome young stud. Connie shrugged her shoulders and curled her lip. "I couldn't....really.....I wanted to.....but....I couldn't." Her eyes misted over again as she re-lived the moment she turned the young stud down. "I really really wanted to....." "Oooohhh...uuuggghhh." My spunk poured out all over my wife's hand. "Hehehehehe....you're terrible!" Connie giggled as she looked at the warm jism and began rubbing it back into my shaft. "What would you have said if I had gone back to his hotel?" She turned her head away to avoid eye contact and whispered. "I think...." I considered my next words very carefully, "it would have really turned me on." "Really?" Connie looked me straight in the eye for confirmation. "I think so......yes." I croaked back at her as she cranked my cock back to stiffness. "Maybe next time then." She smiled a wicked smile. I still wasn't 100% convinced that she hadn't gone back to the hotel; like Greg had told us after the football match. "Did anyone actually..... stray?" I asked as my fingers curled deep inside her soaking twat. "Apparently a couple of girls from Accounts did go back with some of Lyle and Scott's mates and had a bit of an orgy!" Connie giggled and sounded a little bit jealous. "Oh." Was all I could think of to say. Connie looked down at her spunk smeared hand and winked then twisted until she could open her knickers drawer. With her dry hand . After a quick fumble at the back she produced her 9 inch dildo and waved it in front of my face. A second later we were in a 69, Connie curled in a ball sucking my cock while I lapped at her dripping cunt juice and fucked her with the sex toy. My head was spinning as I lapped at her honey pot. She hadn't been this wet for years....I was in Heaven and so was Connie as I licked and sucked on her clit and labia as I stroked and tugged her soft curly pubes. Connie really was a good cocksucker! Her tongue and lips alternated between feeling like silk and velvet to becoming a Dyson vacuum cleaner! Her fingers were all over my balls and shaft too. "Shove the toy in." My wife panted as her tongue flicked across my aching cock. I tried to force it in but it was difficult with the best cocksucker in England deep throating my dick! "Get on your knees!" I grunted with frustration. Still with my cock in her mouth; I was on my back and Connie was on her knees in seconds. Her eyes flickered when I pressed the life like knob against her slippery slit. "Is this what you want?" I teased as it slid in with ease, "a big fucking cock up your twat while you're sucking a cock?" Talking dirty in bed really turned her on....I guess she's a bit submissive; but this was going to be a little bit different....I intended pushing the boundaries. "Is it?" I asked again as I began fucking her with the plastic cock, "you love getting fucked at both ends; don't you?" She squeezed my shaft and nodded; without making eye contact. Soon my left hand was pumping the toy in and out of her pussy as her sucking went up another level. "Ooohhh...that's good.....you're a real dirty cocksucker...aren't you?" I would never dream of talking to her like this in real life but 'bedroom talk' gave us both a buzz and the right words at the right time never failed to bring her to orgasm if I was fingering her or she was riding me. The toy was gliding in and out very easily now (too easily?) as I continued my speech. "Ooohhh baby...imagine what it must be like getting fucked like this with two big real cocks....one in your mouth and.....one up your...." I waited a few seconds. Normally I'd say pussy or fanny or slot but tonight I was going to use the C word and see what her reaction was. "Yes.....(gasp)....you sucking my cock and....and...somebody else fucking your.....sopping...cunt.....with his big cock!" There. I'd said it. There was a dramatic silence for nearly two seconds as I waited for her response. "Mmmmmm." Connie purred as she turned her head to face me and her fingers rubbed my shaft even faster while her tongue curled around my tingling knob head. "Oh fuck!" She wasn't upset or angry.....my wife had actually purred and I swear she got even wetter as she sucked my cock even harder! I carried on like this for five minutes or so......talking about all of the young guys in our pub wanting to fuck her......taking it in turns to fuck her and ram their cocks down her throat......maybe even two strangers picking her up in a nightclub and fucking her cunt inside out! hahaha! She was now moving her hips in time with my dildo fucking and had let my cock slip out of her mouth so she could rub it across her face and tits....just the way I like. "Faster." She panted. My wrist was soon a blur and with a well practiced flick of my thumb I finally switched the toy on. "Oh SHIT! Yes!" Connie gasped. We both knew it wouldn't be long now. "Get my fucking cock back in your fucking mouth." I grunted as I desperately tried to tighten my balls and not cum too soon. I wanted this to last forever.. "That's the way.... you dirty fucking cocksucker ...fill your mouth with it while some stranger fucks your cunt!" "Ugh....ugh!" Connie grunted as her fingers rubbed her clit while I pounded her cunt with 9 inches of vibrating plastic and began moving my hips so I could fuck her mouth. "Open your fucking throat!" I was now nearly in a frenzy as I fucked her mouth, "I'm going to fill your fucking mouth with hot spunk.....while...." Connie was trembling now as her fingers rubbed her clit to orgasm and the dildo was disappearing inside her belly. "Ooh....oh....ugh....ugh.....FUCK...FUCK....FUCK ....YES!" I yelped as I emptied a cup full of hot seed down my wife's' throat at exactly the same time as she squealed and cried out with a loud orgasm of her own. I pulled the toy out with a sloppy plop, switched it off then dropped it on the floor before facing my beautiful sweating wife. "WOW." I whispered as I tried to inflate my lungs. "WOW.....how good was that?" "One of the best ever." Connie whispered back as she clung to me like a limpet. It was basically now or never for me. "Didn't you mind when I......" I stumbled over the words, "when I...used the C word and...and talked about.....other guys fucking you?" Still with her eyes closed Connie smiled and kissed my chest. "No....not really....it...it..." her voice was barely audible, "turned me on a bit." "A bit?""A lot.... then." She quietly whispered and pressed her warm tits against my chest. After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow of our love Connie whispered. "Where you serious...you know...when.....I told you about....in the club....and....those guys....and....if I'd.....you know....actually....... you know?" "Yes." I instantly replied. "Really?" Connie whispered and kissed my neck. "Why?" I whispered as my heart began thumping again. "Is there something that you want to tell me?" There was a deafening silence for a few seconds then Connie huskily told me; "No...just.....the thought of....you know.....two guys...actually....you know......it...it....really turns me on." "Fucking hell!" I gasped. "Me too." We looked into each others twinkling eyes.....my fantasy might actually be about to come true. "With me?" I asked virtually silently for fear of getting the wrong answer. "I guess so." Connie looked disappointed at my question. I quickly interjected, "Or have you got someone else in mind?" A thin smile parted her luscious lips. "Oh! You think....the guys from the Club?" Then she giggled. "No no no.....after coming so close....with them....I just....would...love to...you know...try it....once." "Do you want me to.....arrange something?" I panted as I could hardly breathe with excitement. Connie nodded. "But nobody that we know." It took ages to get to sleep as I planned and unplanned who to ask and what we could do and where. Over the next couple of days I asked over and over again if she was happy doing this and after plenty of assurances and a small set of rules I set about my task. She'd set me a helluva challenge....a threesome with someone that we didn't know; possibly including me but possibly not but I definitely had to be in the vicinity. I spent an inordinate amount of time over the next week lying in lonely hotels; thinking, planning and researching my challenge. Obviously this wasn't hard work! We didn't make love at all during this stage...but we had sex -- sweaty sex every night. On the Friday night after our daughter went to bed I told my wife that I'd joined a couple of Swingers sites on the web and had found a relatively discrete Swinging Club about 60 miles away that looked perfect. We instantly fired up my PC and I showed her the site. Within five minutes Connie had agreed to visit the Magpie Club the following Saturday night. Under the pretense of a colleagues Engagement party that would necessitate a stay in a hotel my mother agreed to let my daughter stop over and we would collect her on the Sunday afternoon. The 50 mile journey from my parents to the hotel was driven in virtual silence; but we just kept grinning at each other. As soon as we'd checked in we hit the bar. My first pint went down without touching the sides! Connie had a glass of white wine and I sipped my second pint as we chatted like teenagers on a first date. We agreed to go for dinner first then onto the Magpie Club for about 9 o'clock. At 6.30 I was fastening my belt when the bathroom door opened and Connie made her appearance. I was stuck for words as she posed and postured in the doorway. She'd bought a new outfit including underwear but had kept them as a surprise for me. "Wow!" I mouthed. My 32 year old wife looked like an ultra sexy vixen. She was wearing a floaty black and red wrap-over dress that ended about 3 inches above her knees and had a spectacular plunging neckline that a man could get lost in. To compliment this she was wearing very sexy 4 inch red stilettos and, when she turned around, black silk seamed stockings. "Is this appropriate?" Connie asked rhetorically as she applied another coat of bright red lipstick to her luscious lips . "I'm not sure I want to go out now!" I grinned like a man who'd just won the Lotto. "Well you might not; but I certainly do and will just go by myself!" She giggled as she finished a glass of gin and tonic from the mini-bar. In the lift Connie suggested having another quick drink in the bar before we ventured out to look for a restaurant. At first I thought she may be backing out; now that we had left the safety of our hotel bedroom; but I couldn't have been more mistaken. She slinked around the bar until she finally found an empty table in full view of a group of men in Tuxedos waiting for a taxi. As she sat down her dress flapped open accidentally giving the men a flash of stocking top and suspender. When an elderly man caught her eye and smiled Connie just raised her eyebrows as if the glimpse of stocking top was the most natural thing in the world. "Did you see the way they were looking at me?" Connie chuckled when I eventually joined her. "What did you expect dressed like that?" I chuckled with nerves. "Even if we don't....you know....actually....do it....It's going to be fun night; isn't it?" My wife cheekily smiled as she ran her bright red fingernails down the back of my hand. After finishing our drinks and Connie receiving even more admiring glances we left the hotel to find a restaurant. It was quite breezy and as we crossed the road her dress blew up and open giving a bunch of lads standing smoking outside a pub doorway a perfect view of her stocking tops and underwear. They cheered and clapped and some even called out for us to join them but Connie just smoothed her dress and carried on walking. I was impressed. We chose a small Italian restaurant and the waiters were very very attentive taking every opportunity to look down her dress at her Wonderbra enhanced breasts. Connie was in her element and I felt amazingly proud of her and got more and more turned on as the night progressed. We finished our meal at 8.15. "What do you want to do now?" I nervously asked. "Go for another drink?" A mischievous grin lit up my wife's face. "Not on your life! Let's do it....let's take that walk on the wild side!" We silently clung to each other for 5 minutes at the side of the road while we waited for a taxi to stop. Eventually one did and it was my turn to get a great view as Connie bent forward to get into the cab and her dress rode up giving me a perfect view of her sexy seamed stockings, suspenders and transparent black knickers. Judging from the grin on the drivers face he must have got a good look down the front of her dress too. When I told the driver where we wanted to go he winked as if to tell me he knew exactly where it was. I don't know why but I was surprised that the Magpie Club was in a run down part of town near the docks; but when we pulled up outside it was just like on the website -- a big old pub-hotel with a gated car park and a set of steps up to the front door. "It's your last chance to back out." I nervously told my beautiful wife as I typed in the 4 digits that I'd selected when I'd joined on line and the door swung open. She curled her lips to let me know she was getting annoyed with my constant questions, then cocked her head towards the light. As soon as we were inside we were greeted by the Clubs' owner Ben who took us into a small room to explain how the club was run: there was a bar and drinks were included in the price but no one was allowed to get drunk. When a woman says 'no' it's a definite 'no'. Casual attire was permitted in the two large downstairs lounges but anyone going into the side rooms or upstairs was expected to undress -- pants or a towel for men 'absolutely anything' for the ladies! All bags and personal items were to be kept in the lockers provided at all times (to stop people taking sneaky photos or using drugs!) and ladies would be given a transparent bag to keep lipstick or cigarettes in. Apart from that one of the Maids would show us around and answer any more questions that we might have. He then went to the door and asked someone to join us. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when the 'Maid' walked into the room. 'She' was over six feet tall and wearing a full French Maid's outfit with fishnet stockings and frilly knickers but....'she' was obviously a 'he' and must have been in his sixties and was wearing full makeup and a blonde wig. "This is Miss Sixty your maid for the evening." Ben introduced us. I stood up and shook his hand. "Hello." He greeted me with a voice three octaves lower than Barry White. He then took us into the lounge and introduced us to the 6 couples and three single men that were sitting chatting in various stages of undress; then he went to get us our drinks. Suddenly I felt very nervous and was wondering if we were doing the right thing but Connie immediately made herself at home chatting with the other women who told her about the different things that went on in the Club. My wife's' dress kept accidentally flapping open and I noticed that she was deliberately bending forward so the men could get a good eyeful of her magnificent chest. I on the other hand struggled to make conversation and contented myself with checking out the other members. Connie was by far the youngest person in the room and certainly the prettiest. The two single guys Fred and Perry were about my age but everyone else appeared to be late 40's through to about 60. A couple of the men were quite fit looking but the others had beer bellies and the women were similar....mostly being 'quite rounded' and 'fuller figured'. "Would you like to see the other rooms?" Miss Sixty asked as we finished our drinks. "Ooh yes please!" Connie giggled and clapped her hands. "I'll take you into the changing room and arrange lockers for your clothes." Miss Sixty told us in a matter of fact manner. Connie was so keen she was virtually out of her dress before we'd left the lounge, I was a bit slower but thanked my lucky stars that I'd chosen a clean pair of CK boxer shorts to wear. She was soon in her element as we wandered around the club with Miss Sixty looking into the different rooms and seeing an assortment of people indulging in a variety of sexual activities. Her high heels were making her teeter a she walked and her tits and arse bounced in time; making her attract a lot of attention from women as well as men as we wandered around the club. Most of the rooms had a bead curtain in the doorway to allow people to look inside but there were also 2 or 3 with proper doors and 'do not disturb' signs hanging on the handle. There was a Jacuzzi room, a pole dancing room, a few with beds in that people were rolling around on, one room where a woman was using a huge purple dildo in front of a mixed audience that where fondling each other. There was even an open toilet. I was amazed at Connie's response -- she stopped and looked in each room and waved and said 'hi' to anyone that was there. When were standing outside a room where two women and three men were romping on a bed I swear Connie pressed her thighs together as she ran her hand across the front of her pants when she saw the woman with the purple dildo. I was awestruck as we walked around but my wife was all questions 'is everyone married', ''do you have to use condoms', 'can anyone join in?', 'are there any limits?' 'what's the toilet for'? and loads more. Miss Sixty answered all of her questions insisting that the Club advised the use of condoms but it was always left up to the individual woman whether she wanted to use them or not; but the Club supplied a variety of types and sizes in bowls in every room. If someone was 'on a bed' you had to be invited by a participant to join them otherwise you were welcome to just watch. It was expected that people would 'get together' in the Lounge then visit a room. As everyone was here to have sex in one way or another Miss Sixty told Connie not to get embarrassed if someone bluntly asked her 'for a fuck or a suck'...which made her giggle again; but if she didn't fancy someone just to say something like "can I think about that?" or just "no thanks" and people won't get offended. The toilet was for people who liked 'water sports' -- which made Connie curl her lip; but there was also a hole in the wall next to it; known as a 'Glory hole' for men to stick their dicks through and get sucked off anonymously. "God! This place is amazing!" Connie squealed with delight when Miss Sixty left us to get more drinks. "I can't wait to.....do.....something!" "What do you want to do first?" I croaked through a dry mouth. "Can I...." She screwed her face up in deep thought like a small kid in a toy shop, "can I....pole dance?" "Of course you can." I told her; half relieved that dancing was all she wanted to do. Miss Sixty met us on the stairs with our drinks then led us into the pole-dancing room where a tall skinny woman with pierced nipples and only wearing a tiny pink g-string and heals was already dancing in front of 8 or 9 men and women who were cheering her on. She slid up and down the pole with grace and even managed to wrap her legs around it and dangle upside down for a moment or two. Connie stared intently at the 'competition' as she sipped her green cocktail. "Are you going on the podium next?" a chubby red haired Scottish guy asked her. "Would you like me too?" She purred into his face making him blush. "Och aye.....I surely would!" He gulped as the music finished. Connie handed me her empty glass and was on the podium in a flash. She slowly twirled around the pole, occasionally squatting and bending forwards and backwards in time with the music. When she did this I spotted; as did just about everybody else how wet she was.....her panties were absolutely soaked in the crotch area. As the music got faster so did her dancing.....she rubbed her tits against the pole and kicked her legs in the air then indulged in more erotic squatting and touching her toes. As the music finished the room burst into spontaneous applause. As soon as she stepped off the low stage she grabbed my wrist and grinned, "Can I try the Glory hole thing next....please?" Who was I to stop her? She was in Heaven already and I was loving the looks and comments that she'd been receiving and now she was going to live out one of my fantasies.....actually sucking another guy's cock in front of me. Connie nearly ran up the stairs two at a time which got her even more admiring glances as the club began filling up and the clothes began coming off. The 'toilet' was empty when we reached it. "What do I do?" She giggled. I shrugged my shoulders. Thankfully Miss Sixty was close by and told her to sit on the bowl then 'waggle her fingers through the hole' until someone responded. Connie slipped into the room without a backward glance then turned and sat on the toilet. She gave me a cheeky smile then waggled her fingers through the hole. "Are you sure that you want to watch?" Miss Sixty asked me. "I suppose so." Was all I could muster. Standing outside the toilet I could see into the adjoining room where two women were a tangle of flabby flesh in a 69 on the bed using dildos on each other in front of 6 oldish guys and a couple of slightly younger women who were coolly pulling on the guys' cocks. One man nudged another two when he saw the fingers through the hole. They grinned at each other and the oldest one (good looking but in his late 60's with silver hair and a matching goatee beard) stroked her fingers which made her recoil. She immediately looked to me for guidance. I nodded and smiled for her to carry on. She giggled then stroked the fingers again with her bright red fingernails. The old man poked his stiffening 5 inches through the gap and said something to his friends. Connie grinned at the sight of the cock then bent forward to kiss the tip as she ran her red fingernail along the shaft. My heart was in my mouth at this stage. Connie curled her fingers around the stubby shaft and pulled the foreskin back revealing a bright pink knob. It was too late to stop for either of us now as Connie kissed the knob then opened her mouth and began sucking it. "Fucking Hell!" A voice next to me gasped; "it's that fucking young lovely who was dancing downstairs!" Another couple of men scurried out of the bedroom to get a look at my wife sucking their friends' cock. "Fucking Hell!" The first man laughed, "I'm next. She's fucking gorgeous!" By now there were 7 people jockeying for position in the doorway next to me and I was being gently elbowed and pushed by men and women desperate to watch my wife in action. At one stage an erect cock brushed against my thigh which made me a little bit uncomfortable. Connie was soon oblivious to the crowd that was enjoying her show and had her hands pressed against the wall; swallowing the cock with ease. After a minute or two she must have felt it twitch because she spat it out and began frantically rubbing it until it spewed cum onto her tits and bra. Proud of herself she turned to see my reaction with a twinkle in her eyes as she squeezed the last drops onto the expensive La Perla bra; then gasped; "Oh my God!" when she saw her audience. She put her hand to her mouth in mock horror when she saw the crowd in the doorway. The flaccid cock was immediately replaced by a longer thicker one through the Glory hole. Connie gently stroked it and looked at me for guidance again. The grin on my face nearly split my head in two as I nodded to tell her to carry on. She shook it for a few seconds to get more blood into it then sucked it with relish. It was an amazing sight watching my wife make this strangers big cock bigger and bigger before my very eyes. It must have been about 7 inches long and thicker than mine and Connie was in her element, sucking stroking and face fucking this long anonymous cock. I forced myself to look away and popped my head around the corner to see that it belonged to Ralph; Laurens husband that we had met earlier in the lounge. He was in his 60's and very distinguished looking; Lauren was in her late forties. The man with his cock in my wife's mouth was about 6ft 2 and built like a boxer and his wife was probably the next most attractive woman in the club after my own wife. They'd been coming here for nearly three years she had told Connie and she loved three and foursomes with men and Ralph liked watching her while getting sucked off. When I looked back Connie was now stroking herself through her panties while she sucked on Ralph's monster cock. "Would you like some help with that?" A grey haired man asked her amid chuckles from the others. Connie's eyes were as wide as saucers as she smiled and nodded; never taking the fat cock from her mouth. The grey haired man soon knelt beside her and began squeezing her tits. When she didn't complain he dug his hands into the flesh and started mauling them, much to Connie's and her audiences' delight. With a glance in my direction the man smirked and slid his left hand down her stomach and started stroking her silk stockings while he fondled her tits with the other hand. Her head was now bobbing up and down on Ralph's cock like crazy as she parted her legs for the other man. The old man soon slid his hand between her thighs and began rubbing her pussy through the silk in a see-saw motion making my wife's chest begin to heave as she quickly neared an orgasm. Just as I thought; she threw her head back and a deep low guttural groan filled the room to the guy next to my shoulders' amazement. "What the fuck was that?" He asked no one in particular as Connie began shaking in the aftermath of her orgasm. "She's just cum." I nonchalantly told him. "It looked like a good one!" A woman to my right chuckled. It was a good one and I hadn't made her react like that very much in the last few years. Still smirking in my direction the man slid his hand inside the front of Connie's panties and began fingering her. I couldn't see how many fingers he had inside but judging by the look on her face it was more than one. Connie moved her head to continue where she'd left off with Ralph but a different smaller cock was now dangling through the hole. It didn't stop her and she swiftly covered it with her mouth and greedily began sucking on a third mans cock as the other man unfastened her bra and dropped it onto the floor before tickling and teasing her stiff nipples. "O ooh sweetie." A woman whispered in my ear as she cupped my cock in her hands, "would you like Sheila and me to take care of this for you?" I must have looked stunned but she just squeezed it harder. "Come with us and have some fun while wifey has hers." She told me as she patted my bum and led me along the corridor to any empty room with a huge mirror at the end of a king size bed. "I'm Carla and this is Sheila." The woman told me as she pointed for me to lie on the bed; which I did. Both women looked older than me. Carla was about 5 feet 4 and had huge tits and an arse to match. Shelia was taller and had obviously had a boob job at some time; as they defied gravity as she tottered along the passage on 5 inch heels. Both women were wearing hold up stockings and French knickers. I still hadn't said a word when they lay down either side of me on the bed. Both women began rubbing their tits across my face in a well practiced movement; then I felt their hands stroke my cock through my shorts. "Shhhhh sweetie and just enjoy yourself." Sheila whispered as I felt my shorts being pulled down. Their tits were smothering me but if I had to die this was as good a moment as any......being smothered by two pairs of huge tits while getting my cock wanked! It was the weirdest sensation in the world as they rubbed their tits all over my face; Carla's tits were big and soft like two velvet cushions but Sheila's felt like two ripe watermelons as they slapped me silly. I suddenly took my eyes off the action in front of me when I saw movement at the door. . My stomach turned at the prospect of two couples watching me but my balls told me just to grin and bare it! Carla soon moved down the bed on all fours and began sucking my cock with her large arse only an inch or so from my face. After slapping my face for another minute or two with her whoppers Sheila joined her. I didn't know where to look......two gorgeous women were kissing and sucking my cock while I could see their shaved pussy's through the gaping legs of their French Knickers while the whole scene was being reflected on the mirror. Their cock sucking was amazing; one would suck me while the other would play with or suck my balls then they would change over after 30 seconds! With their arses swaying in front of my face I couldn't resist a squeeze of each; which made them both automatically part their legs. It would have been rude not to oblige them so I pulled their knickers down to their knees and began fingering them at the same time! First one finger each then two then three! God! They were sloppy! Their blow job was beginning to blow my mind and at one stage I was so hard I thought they were going to make it explode and I don't mean by cumming....but actually exploding! After watching my wife's show and now this I couldn't hold back much longer and when Carla began chewing my ball sack as Sheila swallowed my cock whole I felt the unmistakable buzz in my balls. "I'm cumming!" I shouted as the fluid rose in my shaft. Sheila began rubbing my shaft as she concentrated on my bell-end and Carla virtually bit my balls off until I erupted into Sheila's mouth. Both women were experts and at exactly the same time slowed what they were doing to lingering squeezes until the last drops oozed onto her tongue. Satisfied that there was nothing left; Sheila lent forward and with her massive tits rubbing my semi-stiff cock she French kissed Carla -- swapping my spunk into her friend's mouth! My stomach was turning somersaults....I couldn't believe my eyes. We lay like this for a few minutes until my curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to see what my wife was getting up to. I left the women writhing on the bed rubbing their tits together and fingering each other. I was suddenly quite embarrassed as I bent over to pick up my discarded undies as the couples were still in the doorway. I turned my back to them and pulled my pants up and sheepishly made my way out of the room. The club had filled up now and there were a lot more younger people around than earlier; some even younger than Connie I guessed. The women were all wearing sexy undies and high heels; the guys had pants on like me or towels around their waists. My eyes were darting everywhere: looking for my wife and also staring at all of the naked and semi-naked bodies wandering around the club. I don't know why but I was amazed at the amount of tattoos on display. It felt like I was the only person there without some form of ink marks on my body. Everyone was very friendly as I wandered around looking into a few rooms searching for Connie. Eventually I made my way to the bar. Thankfully Miss Sixty was there. I ordered a beer and asked if he'd seen my wife as I was getting concerned. "Don't be" he winked as he handed me the glass. "She's being well taken care of in the Purple Room...on the first floor; along the corridor...turn right." I nearly ran up the stairs two at a time in my haste. Sure enough at the end of the corridor was a purple padded door, but it was locked. My hand was shaking as I gulped down a mouthful of beer. Two naked guys and a woman dressed in PVC walked out of the room next door; laughing and one said to the other, "Fucking hell.....she's a dirty fucker isn't she?" The room was dark and I could make out 3 or 4 other people at the far end looking through a window. As I approached I realized that it was a two way mirror and they were watching my wife.....with 4 of the old men I'd seen earlier when she was in the 'Glory hole' room. Every one of them had grey hair and must have been over 60. My wife was on all fours on a circular bed sucking one guy as another held onto her hips and was fucking her doggy fashion. The bedclothes were dark purple and the walls purple too and there was a liquid wheel light show just like at a school disco. "What have I missed?" I croaked to the woman standing next to me. "She's new here." The woman told me without taking her eyes off the action, "she seems to like the ‘older man'....hahaha..... she's going to get fucked off them all!" Connie's face was bright red and her hair looked matted; possibly with sweat but more likely spunk. A man who's top half was covered in tattoos chuckled; "This is her second tag team and she's fucking loving it." "SECOND? FUCKING SECOND? WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?" I screamed inside my head. The man fucking her was now slapping her arse and she wasn't stopping him. Then another old man with a pot belly knelt beside her head and offered her his cock to suck too. My darling wife just lifted her head and let him try to get a second cock into her mouth. As I scanned the room she was in I recognized Ralph and the old guy that had fingered her to orgasm standing watching the action. Even slack Ralph's cock looked bigger than mine and the other guy had some kind of rubber band around his balls. The man fucking her soon withdrew and pushed one of the others out of the way so he could cum in her mouth....which she gratefully received. The next man to fuck her appeared to ask her to lie on her back then said something else. Connie rolled over and with her legs facing the mirror pulled them up until her knees were either side of her tits. The man got on his knees and bent forward until he caught her legs on his shoulders and eased into her. His flabby arse was soon going like a train and I could see Connie's face contorted with both pleasure and pain as he fucked her rigid. Soon a man lay beside her and fed his semi-erection into her mouth. She tried to suck it but the guy fucking her was pumping so hard she could hardly catch her breath. Suddenly the old man froze then began slowly grinding his hips as he finished his orgasm. Shit! I hadn't seen him put a condom on. The man eased backwards and slowly let her lags flop onto the bed. Ralph moved towards her and said something that made her smile. She looked at him and he nodded. Connie then raised her knees until her arse was slightly off the bed and with a slight press onto her pubic area she made the spunk ooze out of her pussy. Which made the men in her room chuckle and laugh; but my room was full of heavy breathing as two guys shot their lot at the sight of my wife's cunt dripping an old man's cum. Ralph then spoke to a short fat bald man with a tiny cock who eagerly ran around the bed and pushed his face against Connie's dripping cunt. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as he lapped up the cream and nibbled on her clit. "The dirty fucker!" the tattooed guy chuckled. Ralph was now standing next to Connie and began slapping her face with his big fat floppy cock. She opened her mouth but he teased her; much to everyone's delight by moving it just out of reach of her luscious lips. Even Connie was laughing as she tried to catch it. Eventually he climbed onto the bed and squatted over her face to drop his cock into her mouth; just like a porn star. Ralph was fantastically fit as he moved up and down fucking her mouth and throat while the other old man ate his cream pie at the other end. I and only I could tell that my wife was close to cumming again as she tugged on her nipples and ran her high heels down the mans back. Sure enough she soon began to shake slightly but Ralph didn't take his cock out of her mouth making her gag a little but she didn't put up any kind of struggle. Satisfied at making my young wife have an orgasm the fat man moved off the bed licking his lips. He was soon followed by a tall skinny guy covered in Celtic tattoos with shoulder length grey hair and a fairly long fat cock; about the same length as Ralph's; who immediately lifted one of her legs into the air and onto his shoulder then plunged his pink dagger deep into her stretched slit. From this position everyone in both rooms could see all 7 inches sliding in and out of her frothy cunt. My own balls were aching now and my cock as hard as iron as I watched Ralph face fuck my wife and another big cock try to stretch her cunt beyond recognition. I was an amazing sight as Ralph stood up and his long cock slowly appeared out of my wife's throat and lips. Ralph said something to the tattooed guy that made them all laugh as he pulled his cock out of her stretched cunt. Both men and a third knelt beside Connie and began wanking over her face and tits. Connie's fingers were a blur as she rubbed her clit and I could see her talking to the guys at the same time. Suddenly the tattooed guy shot his load in two long spurts onto her tits then the third hairy guy did the same. Ralph was wanking furiously as my wife appeared to be urging him to cum on her face. He did...strand after long strand. Onto her face and into her gaping mouth. Connie came at virtually the same time by slipping three fingers into her sloppy twat as her fingers rubbed her clit. Eyes and legs wide open she lay motionless for a moment or two then squashed her tits together until the spunk squeezed out of the gap. At Ralph's command the fat man eagerly licked her tits and face clean. My balls were now aching as the light changed to normal in the 'purple room'. Their time was up and the men quickly filed out leaving Connie and Ralph sitting side by side on the bed. I couldn't tell what he was saying but he looked quite arrogant and she looked a little bit coy as she cleaned herself with some tissues. I soon made my way to their room and stood in the doorway. Ralph looked up and winked. "Did you enjoy that?" He asked. I responded by shrugging my shoulders. When he left the room Connie threw her arms around me and kissed me full on the lips. "Sweetie....this is just the best place in the....fucking world and the most fun I've ever had!" She giggled as we clung onto each other. "Have you ...been ok?" I nervously asked her, "you know......nobody has...you know.....has everything been ok?" "Ok?" She looked astounded, "it's been the best night of my life...if you know what I mean!" With Connie smelling of stale spunk and only wearing her suspender belt, stockings and shoes we made our way down to the lounge for one more drink. As we passed people on the stairs men openly felt her tits and arse making my wife smile back in acknowledgment. We had our drink and chatted about what we'd both got up to during the evening. It was apparent that Connie had enjoyed herself more than I had; as she made me promise to bring her back the next week! We actually waited two weeks and soon became eager members -- especially Connie. But that....as they say...is another story!

Porn, pure and simple. Quietly, Julie opened the door and slipped into her house. It was dark and silent. Given how late it was, she was pretty sure her husband must be in bed by now, but it wouldn’t have been the first time she’d been wrong about that. The pretty young woman knelt to set down the heels she’d carried, rather than worn, for fear of the noise they made when she walked. “Now that’s nice,” a gruff voice behind her said. “Quiet,” Julie whispered, glancing over her shoulder. In the doorway stood the big, burly form of the guy who’d driven her home, Mat she thought his name was. “Why?” Mat leered, stepping inside. “My husband’s asleep,” Julie hissed, looking up. She started to rise, but Mat’s big hand fell on her shoulder, firmly holding her down on her knees in front of him. “Husband?” Mat chuckled. “You sure the fuck didn’t act like you had a husband at the party.” “He didn’t feel like coming,” Julie started. “Ha, you sure did,” Mat leered down at her, his firm hands kneading her shoulder. “You were cumming all over the place.” “Quiet down,” Julie hissed again. “What, doesn’t your husband know you’re a little cock hungry slut?” Mat growled. “You don’t you want him to know you spent the night on your knees, waving your naked little ass around? You don’t want him to know how many cocks you sucked and fucked tonight?” “Please,” Julie looked up at him, pleading. “Take off your clothes,” Mat ordered. “I want to see your slutty body.” Shivering, Julie quickly stripped off her halter top and short jean shorts. She knelt, naked, in front of Mat. Her full breasts swung free, her large nipples jutting out from their pale curves. Her firm belly sloped down to her strong thighs, and the wet tangle of fair hair between them. “What’s that crusty stuff on your boobs, cock-slut?” Mat asked roughly. “Cum,” Julie whispered. “What?” Mat asked more loudly. “Please,” Julie begged. “It’s cum, sir. My slutty tits are covered in dried cum.” “How’d you get cum on your tits, slut?” Mat grinned. “Rob and Dan jerked off on my tits, sir,” Julie blushed. “And I think it was Scott who came on my face. Some of his cum dripped onto my tits. Paul, I think, came in in my mouth but I couldn’t swallow it. So his cum got all over my chin and my tits too.” “You sucked off four guys?” Mat laughed. “No, sir,” Julie moaned. “Those are just the ones whose cum got on my tits, sir. Chris and Lou and Peter, and that big guy with the football jersey and his friend and that guy who had the schnapps… they all came in my mouth but I swallowed. My husband said I should try to swallow when a man cums in my mouth.” “Did he?” Mat laughed. “I bet he would love how well you learned that lesson. So you had what, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine… nine cocks in your mouth tonight already?” “No, sir,” Julie said meekly. “I sucked Phil too, but he came in my pussy.” “So you just let one guy fuck you,” Mat sneered. “Oh no, sir,” Julie blushed. “I sucked and fucked Phil but also Charlie and Steve, those two guys in baseball caps, and the guy with the beard, and Frank and his three friends, and that guy who did that thing with the beer bottle, they all fucked my pussy.” “Things with the beer bottle,” Mat laughed. “I missed that. What did he do with the beer bottle?” “He fucked me with it,” Julie moaned. “Then he tried to put it in my ass while he fucked my pussy, but he couldn’t.” “So you sucked and fucked twenty guys and a beer bottle?” “Yes, sir,” Julie whimpered. “At least, I think so, sir. It’s hard to keep track sometimes. They fucked me so hard and I came so much, and sometimes there was a cock in my mouth when the guys came in my pussy, so I didn’t always see who entered me next. There were so many hard cocks and so much cum. My pussy is still dripping and I’m so sore.” “God, you are such a slut,” Mat groaned, rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. “And your husband is home in bed while you play cum-dump.” “He didn’t want to go out tonight,” Julie said, “please, I don’t want to wake him.” “OK, cock-slut,” Mat leered, “here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to suck my cock and then maybe I won’t wake up your husband and tell him his little wife is the local cum-dump.” With that Mat unzipped his jeans and hauled out his thick, hard cock, waving it lewdly in Julie’s face. The pretty blonde moaned and reached out for it. “Damn slut,” Mat laughed. “All that dick-meat and you still want more?” “Yes,” Julie sighed, licking his long shaft from base to tip and swirling her tongue across his hard tip. “Yes, I want more. I want to suck your cock. I want your cum.” “Shit,” Mat groaned. Reaching out, the big man took hold of Julie’s head and pulled her face down onto his shaft. Kneeling in the entry of her house, the door still open to the street, the naked wife vigorously bobbed her head up and down, moaning and slobbering over the long hard cock in front of her. “Fuck, you can suck cock, bitch,” Mat groaned, pumping his meat between Julie’s wet lips. Julie grabbed his legs and let herself be rocked back and forth by his thrusts. Grunting, Mat plunged his cock into her mouth, fucking her face like he would a pussy. With a deep, loud groan he suddenly pulled out and sprayed hot, sticky cum over Julie’s gasping face. Thick, white goo splattered over her nose, her cheeks and into her fine hair. Grunting and moaning, Mat plastered her face with cum then pushed his shaft back into her mouth. Slowly, Julie sucked the last of his load from his shaft, letting the thick cream drip down her chin, onto her heaving tits. “Hope your husband’s a deep sleeper, slut,” Mat laughed as he tucked his slick cock away and zippered up. Still chuckling, he turned and walked away, leaving Julie kneeling in front of the open door, his cum sliding down her flushed face. “So, fun party?” Glen smiled as Julie, naked and still covered in cum, flipped on the bedroom light. “You are still up,” Julie laughed. “How can I wake you if you’re always still up?” “Sorry,” he said, looking his naked, sticky, well-fucked wife up and down. “How much did you hear?” she asked. “If I told you that, I’d have a harder time getting you to tell me again,” Glen smirked. “But from what I heard it sounds like you had a wild night.” “Gods yes,” Julie smirked, wiping spunk from her face and licking her fingers. “I got fucked every which way.” “Tell me all about it,” her husband laughed. “I want to hear all about my little performing cum slut’s exploits.”

Just porn. Really. Just messy, gangbang porn. The great things about Julie, in Phil’s opinion, were that she was totally uninhibited and an unashamed slut. He’d spotted her sitting on a couch, in one of the side rooms off the main party, chatting with a couple of guys. Well, Julie was chatting. Chris and Charlie were leering. It was easy to leer at Julie. She never seemed to mind and usually dressed for it. This time, she was wearing cutoff jean shorts which showed off all of her legs and enough of her ass to get attention. Her halter top hung so low on her chest that, even from across the room, Phil thought he could make out the pink of her areola. Her hair, framing her open, smiling face, was a pale shade of purple tonight. Julie was in a habit of changing her hair color regularly. Her natural color, Phil thought, was available for inspection on request. Grinning, Phil sauntered over and dropped onto the couch next to Julie. “Hi,” he said, casually tossing his arm over the back of the couch behind her. “Hi Phil,” Julie smiled at him openly. “I haven’t seen you in a while. How’ve you been? You know Chris and Charlie, right?” “Yeah, hi guys,” he laughed. “I’m fine, just been busy.” Julie continued to chatter brightly, easily including Phil in the conversation. Nothing in her manner suggested that she was in the least bit bothered by the way Charlie kept trying to get a peek at her ass, or the fact that Chris’s eyes were fixed on her generous cleavage. Phil, now that he was closer, could tell he had been right. He could see the edges of Julie’s nipples peeking out of her halter top. With exaggerated care, Phil slid his arm down to Julie’s shoulders. She just smiled at him, shifting herself into a comfortable position next him. Tossing a grin at the guys across from him, Phil closed his hand around Julie’s shoulder and started to gently massage her. Julie, as he’d known she would, reacted wonderfully. Her head rolled back, her eyes closed and a deep sensual groan escaped from her mouth. Chris and Charlie stared intently, not the least because Julie’s halter had slipped a little lower as she writhed. Phil could see the pink flesh of her areola stiffening into rough little bumps as her nipple, still barely hidden by the edge of her top, hardened. “So,” Phil said casually, as if he wasn’t doing his level best to turn her on, “is Glen here tonight?” “No,” Julie sighed through her soft moans, “he said he’d rather stay home.” “Glen?” Chris asked. “My husband,” Julie replied, almost purring under Phil’s hand. “He doesn’t like parties much.” When Phil had first heard that slutty, uninhibited Julie was married, he’d assumed Glen was either ignorant of her antics or one of those weak, sissy cuckolds. Having met the guy once at one of the few parties Glen actually attended, Phil had been rather surprised. Glen clearly knew what Julie got up to and just as clearly wasn’t weak or a sissy. “She’s happy, I’m happy, why not share?” Glen had said to Phil that night. Given that Glen had had a pretty little blonde, who wasn’t his wife, going down on him at the time, Phil hadn’t really seen a reason to disagree. “Don’t worry,” Phil told Chris with a smirk. “Glen doesn’t mind Julie going out to parties.” “No,” Julie smiled. “He’s cool with whatever.” “Whatever?” Chris looked a little dubious. Phil smiled broadly. Very deliberately, he moved his hand off Julie’s shoulder and down her chest, until his fingertips rested on the bumpy pink flesh that surrounded her barely concealed nipple. Julie gasped as he teased her sensitive skin, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, her own hand moved to squeeze Phil’s thigh. “Whatever,” Phil replied, looking Chris in the eye. Turning his attention back to Julie, Phil leered at her and pushed his hand down her halter top to grab her tit. Julie moaned in response, her hand moving up his thigh to brazenly cup his stiffening cock through his jeans. For a moment they say together like that, openly groping each other while the other guys watched. With a smirk of her own, Julie released her grip on Phil’s package. He grinned back at her as the pretty hot wife pulled her arms out of her halter’s straps, letting the loose top fall away from her full, soft tits. Phil cupped her now bare boob, gently pinching the hard tip of her big pink nipple. Julie gasped and moaned as he groped her. “Shit,” Chris breathed. Glancing over, Phil saw Chris staring open mouthed at Julie’s suddenly naked tits. Charlie, with a smirk of his own, was openly adjusting himself through his jeans. “Enjoy it, guys,” Phil chuckled, squeezing Julie’s tit for emphasis. “Our Julie loves to put on a show; don’t you, love.” “Fuck yeah,” Julie sighed. Then, with a wicked smirk of her own, she added, “Let’s put on a real show.” “Yeah?” Phil asked, remembering the last ‘real show’ he’d seen Julie put on. In wordless response, Julie reached down again, cupping Phil’s hard cock for a moment before turning her attention to deftly unbuttoning and opening his jeans. With practiced ease, she reached in and grabbed him. Phil gasped as Julie’s warm fingers circled his stiff shaft, pulling it out from the tangle of his boxers and jeans. Without missing a beat, Julie dropped her head into his lap, her pale purple hair blocking his view. An instant later, he let out a deep groan as the warm wetness of Julie’s mouth engulfed his cock. Moaning, Phil continued to grope Julie’s naked tit while she sucked his cock. Laying his head back on the couch, he closed his eyes and reveled in the intense sensations of the hot little slut’s mouth bobbing up and down on his swollen meat. A shift of weight on the couch drew Phil’s attention back to things other than his cock. Charlie had moved to sit on Julie’s other side, his hands openly caressing her bare thighs and sliding up the little jean skirt to touch her ass. Julie’s moans vibrated against Phil’s cock, making him groan in response. He was even more impressed by Julie when she managed to twist herself into a kneeling position on the couch without actually letting his cock fall from her mouth. In this new position, Julie’s head continued to bob in Phil’s lap while her ass was raised, offered to Charlie’s attention. Charlie wasted no time in pushing her little skirt up over her hips. His hands wandered freely over Julie’s back side, eliciting moans which sent shockwaves through Phil’s cock. “Damn man,” Charlie groaned. “Her pussy is so wet.” “You want to fuck her?” Phil asked. “Hell yeah,” Charlie answered, his hand suddenly mauling his jeans. “Julie.” Phil ran his hand through her pale purple hair, trying to pull her head up off his cock for a second. “Charlie wants to fuck you. That Ok?” “Ok,” Julie answered, dropping Phil’s cock from her lips and looking back at Charlie. “Go ahead, fuck me. I love a good hard cock in my pussy.” “Can I have a turn?” Chris interjected. Phil looked up to see his friend standing in front of him, near Julie’s head. “Sure,” Julie grinned up him, “the more the merrier, right?” It took them all a few moments to shift themselves into a workable position. Julie, for her part, quickly stripped off the now pointless halter top, followed quickly by the jean shorts and the little black thong she’d worn under them. Revealed in her full, naked glory, Phil took a second to admire her. Julie’s tits were full, with thick hard nipples. Her hips were wide without being chunky. She had a nice round ass and a little tangle of hair (light brown being her natural color) between her shapely legs. After striking a smiling pose for her admirers, Julie knelt down on the couch, her arms resting on one end and her shapely ass raised above the middle. Charlie, after an embarrassed look at the other two guys, quickly shucked off his jeans and briefs and climbed onto the couch to kneel behind her. Phil and Chris took their positions on either side of her head, their pants opened and their cocks hanging in her face. “What luck,” Julie purred, examining the two cocks in front of her. “All these cocks just for me.” Phil watched as Charlie grabbed her by the hips, working to line himself up. Julie let out a long, slow moan as Charlie penetrated her. One hand braced against the couch, she wrapped the other around Phil’s cock while taking Chris’s hard shaft in her mouth. Charlie started to thrust into her, drawing moans of pleasure, muffled by whichever cock was in her mouth at the time, from Julie. Her head bobbed up and down on their shafts as her body rocked back and forth with Charlie’s thrusts. Watching Julie’s hot body fucking and sucking, and feeling her warm mouth moving on his cock, Phil felt a familiar tightening in his balls. Unwilling to finish so soon, he clenched his jaw and struggled to think of something, anything, else. It was Chris who yielded first. With deep groan, he grabbed hold of Julie’s purple hair and pumped his load into Julie’s warm, waiting mouth. Moaning, the little slut swallowed his spunk down before taking Phil once more between her wet lips. “I told you I heard fucking,” someone said. Phil looked up to see Lou and Steve leaning in the doorway, with a few guys behind them looking over their shoulder. “Come on in,” Phil grinned, his cock deep in Julie’s sucking mouth while Charlie continued to thrust into her pussy. “Julie’s putting on a show. Right, Charlie?” “Fuuuckk!” Charlie groaned, with one final hard thrust, clearly empting his balls into her pussy. “Looks like a spot just opened up if anyone wants ‘in’,” Phil leered. “That’s right, isn’t it Julie?” “Ok,” Julie moaned over Phil’s cock. “Fuck it,” Steve grinned, “I’ll take sloppy seconds.” Quickly, he dropped his pants and stepped into Charlie’s place, slipping easily inside her and thrusting away. “I’ll take a little of this action, if she can handle sucking two?” Lou said, stepping up next to Phil. “Have her,” Phil grinned, pulling himself out of Julie’s sucking mouth. “I want to pace myself.” Phil turned and settled himself down on the other couch, watching as Julie rocked between Lou and Steve. Her full tits swayed as they pushed and pulled her between them, their hard cocks sawing in and out of her wet holes. A crowd gathered in the doorway, watching the purple-haired slut suck and fuck. A few were clearly waiting their turns. Phil recognized some of them, from other parties or from around, but others he didn’t know. He was pretty sure Julie didn’t know most of the people watching her slutty sex show, but she sure as hell didn’t seem to care. Her moans, even muffled by Lou’s thick cock, made it clear to everyone that she was enjoying self. With a grunted “Holy fuck,” Lou finished in Julie’s mouth. Phil could see her throat working as she swallowed her second load of the night. Lou had barely pulled himself from Julie’s sucking lips before Paul, a big guy Phil knew from work, stepped up to take his place. Paul’s cock, like the rest of him, was big, but Julie didn’t seem to have any trouble stuffing it into her face. Watching Paul’s thick shaft disappearing into Julie’s mouth, Phil couldn’t help but wonder about the water-cooler conversation he might have with Paul on Monday. “Shit… I’m cumming… in… you,” Steve announced between gasps, pumping his own load into Julie’s wet pussy. After a few more spasms he pulled out, his softening cock sloppy with white foam. Phil could see a trail of cum starting to ooze from Julie’s pussy. The mess didn’t seem to deter the next guy, a fellow in a baseball cap Phil didn’t recognize, who wasted no time in stepping up behind Julie and shoving himself into her dripping slit. He pumped away, hard and fast, making Julie’s tits bounce. She struggled to brace herself against the couch, making wet grunts as the rough thrusting forced her down onto Paul’s cock. The baseball cap guy didn’t last long, finishing with a string of shuddering grunts before pulling out and high-fiving a second guy in a cap, a teammate, Phil judged. The second baseball took his turn in Julie’s pussy, clearly trying to outdo his teammate in speed and ferocity, if not stamina. Fortunately for Julie, in Phil’s view, Paul finished in Julie’s mouth before the second baseball guy really got running. From the mess of cum and spit dripping down Julie’s chin, Phil guessed she’d had a hard time swallowing while being half-choked. Her mouth no longer stuffed with dick, Julie grunted and moaned while the second baseball guy pounded her. He finished with a roar, adding to the sloppy mess now dripping down Julie’s thighs. For a moment, Julie was left kneeling on the couch, panting and moaning while cum dripped from her chin and down her legs. The break didn’t last long before Peter, a guy Phil knew from around, stepped up in front of Julie, his hard cock in his hand. “Julie,” Peter asked, slowly rubbing himself, “you up for more?” “Yeah,” Julie’s voice was rough, and her breath came in pants, but she had a smile on her face and a wanton gleam in her eyes. “Give it to me.” “Fuck yeah,” he grinned. Peter stepped closer and offered his dick to her like treat. Julie took it in the same spirit, licking and sucking Peter’s meat like it was a big pink popsicle. While Julie slobbered over Pete’s cock, some big guy in a beard climbed up on the couch behind her. Grabbing her hips, he pushed in and started humping her with deep, hard thrusts. Between how hot Julie’s live sex show was and the fact that half the guys were wanking it before they got to her, Phil wasn’t surprised the guys weren’t lasting long. Peter popped first but instead of finishing in her mouth, he pulled out and pumped his load all over her face. A cheer went up from the onlookers at the sight of Julie’s lust-filled face getting painted with ropes of white, sticky cum. The beard guy, with a hard grunt, joined in the action, pulling out at the last minute and spraying his load over Julie’s ass. Scott replaced Peter in Julie’s mouth, and Frank took the beard guy’s place in her pussy. It wasn’t long before he was spraying his cum over her face and hair. He was followed by a big guy in a football jersey and his buddy, both of whom fed their loads down Julie’s willing throat. Meanwhile, Frank and three of his friends each took turns pounding Julie’s pussy and pumping her full of cum, until it dripped in a white froth down her legs again. As the last of Frank’s buddies pulled out, another guy stepped up out of the crowd, swigging down a beer. He leered down at Julie’s naked, panting form for a long moment, before kneeling behind her. Phil, expecting the guy to take his turn in Julie’s well-fucked pussy, was a little shocked at what the guy did. Instead of his dick, the guy leaned down and slowly pushed his beer bottle into Julie’s snatch. “Fuck,” Julie gasped. “What’s that. It’s cold.” “It’ll warm up soon enough,” the guy replied evenly. “Stay still.” The mouth of the bottle had already disappeared into Julie’s opening. The guy moved slowly, carefully pushing the bottle’s neck into her, and then slowly removing it again. With slow, almost gentle movement, he fucked Julie’s pussy with the bottle. “What is it?” Julie asked again, moaning a little. “Beer bottle,” someone in the crowd answered. “You’re fucking a beer, ya slut.” “Mmmm,” Julie purred, “that’s actually a first.” She glanced over her shoulder at the guy. “It’s ok, but it’s cold and hard. I’d really prefer something hot and hard.” “Yeah” the guy said, still sliding his beer bottle in and out of her dripping pussy. “Fuck me,” Julie moaned. “Fuck my pussy with your cock.” The guy grinned at her, and pushed the bottle a little deeper and harder into her pussy. Just once to show her who’s boss, Phil thought, since the guy did then pull the bottle out and take its place. The guy started fucking Julie with the same slow, deep strokes he’d used with the bottle. The bottle itself, Phil could see, was a slimy mess, covered and clogged with cum. The guy seemed to consider it for a moment, then lowered it again, setting the slimy mouth of the bottle between Julie’s ass cheeks. Seeing where this could be going, Phil straightened up. With slow pressure, the guy pressed the bottle against Julie’s ass. “It’s too big,” Julie moaned. The guy grinned, rubbing the bottle against her ass and trying to push it in. “Don’t” Julie said, more firmly. “It won’t fit in my ass. Just fuck me. Please fuck my pussy.” Laughing, the guy set the bottle aside and started to saw into Julie. Phil relaxed. He’d never known Julie to take it up the ass, and he was glad the guy hadn’t ruined the party by making an issue of it. There was another break after the beer bottle guy pulled out, his load dripping down Julie’s leg, his slimy cum-covered beer bottle on the table next to her. Everyone just stared. Julie’s face and thighs were dripping with spunk. Her purple hair was matted with sweat and semen. Phil realized he’d lost count of how many guys had fucked Julie in one end or the other. “My knees need a break,” Julie announced hoarsely. Moving a little stiffly, the hot mess of a slut stretched and shifted, finally sitting down on the couch, in the puddle of cum that had gathered beneath her. Phil wondered obliquely who was going to have to clean up that mess. “Want a drink?” one of the onlookers asked. He pushed his way to the front, a skinny guy with a bottle of schnapps in one hand and his cock in the other. “Sure,” Julie said and, to no one’s particular surprise, slurped the skinny guy’s cock into her mouth. For a woman who had just sucked more dicks and swallowed more cum than Phil could keep track of, her enthusiasm for this latest meat stick seemed unabated. Schnapps guy just chuckled and leaned back, sipping from his bottle while Julie vigorously gobbled his knob. It took her a little work, but inevitably the guy pumped his load into Julie’s warm mouth. Quickly, Julie sat back and held up her hand toward the guy. Laughing, he handed Julie the bottle. She took a quick swig and made a show of swishing it around, clearly mixing a cum and schnapps cocktail in her mouth and gulping it down. “Thanks,” Julie said amid the laughter and cheers of the onlookers. “Who’s next? Rob, Dan, I see you guys.” “Hey Julie,” Dan grinned, clearly somewhat embarrassed to be caught in the audience. “Come on,” Julie grinned, spreading her legs to reveal her wet, matted, dripping pussy, “I’ve seen how you guys look at me.” “I can’t,” Dan said, shaking his head but unable to take his eyes off her. Even as a clearly well-fucked, cum covered mess, Julie looked almost too hot to pass up. “No?” Julie pouted, “What about you Rob?” “I would love to,” Rob answered, stepping up and leering at her, “but damn it Julie, my wife would kill me if I fucked you.” “Mine too,” Dan nodded in agreement. “Really?” Julie pouted, “Poor guys, your wives won’t let you fuck me.” “Most wives wouldn’t,” someone shouted from the crowd. “We just can’t,” Rob signed, staring at Julie’s big tits. “Does she let you jerk off?” Julie asked with a sly grin. “Yeah,” Rob replied with an answering grin. “Do you look at naked women when you jerk off?” Julie asked, slipping one hand between her legs and bringing the other up to cup one of her naked, sticky tits. “Yeah, I jerk off to porn,” Rob admitted, slowly unzipping his pants and pulling out his stiff cock. “What about you, Dan?” Julie purred, one finger working in the sloppy mess of her pussy while the other squeezed her own nipple. “Do you like to watch a woman playing with herself while you jerk off?” “Fuck,” Dan moaned. “No, no,” Julie chided, “No fucking for you. Mmmm, but you can jerk off while you watch a naked woman play with herself. Your wife wouldn’t mind that, would she?” Quickly, Dan pulled himself from his pants. Phil watched, grinning, as the two faithfully married men beat their meat over Julie’s naked body in front of a crowd of onlookers. Julie moaned and purred, touching herself and vamping like crazy while the guys furiously wanked themselves. “I’m going to cum,” Dan practically screamed. “Do it,” Julie purred. “Cum on me. Cum on my face. Cum on my tits.” “Fuck!” Dan spasmed, raining spray after spray of semen down on Julie, covering her face and tits just like she’d asked. Rob followed quickly, adding his own coating of white goo to Julie’s heavy tits. “Wow, boys,” Julie sighed, rubbing her hands through the white mess covering her tits. “Those were some big loads. Thanks.” “Hey Julie,” Phil said, finally walking over to her.” “Hey you,” she grinned at him. “I’d wondered where you’d gotten to.” “I’m surprised you even remembered,” Phil leered at her. “You started this,” she grinned. “Well, I’m ready for my turn,” he grinned, kneeling between her legs. “Waited for sloppy seconds?” Julie smirked. “More like sloppy tenths, you slut,” Phil groaned, thrusting his cock into her wet opening. She was practically fucked out, stretched and sloppy with who knew how many loads. Her body was covered in sticky spunk. He leaned away from her, so the only place they touched was the loose, soaked hole of her open pussy. Even then, Phil knew he wasn’t going to last. The idea of fucking some other guy’s slut wife, after she’d done an entire room full of guys, turned him on like he wouldn’t believe. For a moment, Phil thought as he hammered away at her abused pussy, he understood why Glen didn’t voice any objections to his wife’s whoring around. In that moment, he was pushed over the edge, adding his own cum to the soup dripping down her slutty legs. Julie smiled as Phil staggered away. “That was fun,” she grinned. “Now, can someone give me a ride home?”

Roleplaying games and group sex, two of my favorite things. All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. The lithe rogue slipped unseen through the shadows of the castle walls. “That secret entrance has to be here somewhere,” Ellie muttered. “Well?” Dennis said with a searching look. “Hah, natural 20!” Ellie cheered as the gemlike plastic polyhedron rolled to a stop. “If there is a secret door there, Liana found it.” “Yes, she did,” Nick grinned as he checked his stack of notes. “You guys have found the secret entrance to the Dark Lord’s fortress.” “I knew the information we got from Thieves’ Guild would get us in,” Charlie chuckled. “Really?” said Ellie, “’cause I remember someone telling me it was a waste of time.” “Hey, we’re in, right?” Ed fired back. “Yes, you are,” Nick agreed. “So this seems like a good place to take a break. What do you say, guys?” Sitting around the table in Nick’s attic room, the group nodded and muttered in agreement. The table was cluttered with the books, papers, pencils and brightly colored, many-sided dice that made up the world of tabletop role playing. The room around was also cluttered with Nick’s various odds and ends, as well as the backpacks, sleeping bags and pillows of his friends. Outside, summer was drawing to a close, and with fall would come college and a parting of ways. The group had gathered on a long weekend of all night gaming in an effort to finish up the long-running story they’d been playing together. It was, as Nick had said, a last chance for the heroes to defeat the Dark Lord and win the day. Still, they’d been at it for hours already, and a break was sorely needed. Stretching, Ellie reached across the table to collect her favored dice. As she snatched up the errant polyhedron, her eyes flicked up to see Dennis staring intently. He quickly looked away, pretending to be focused on gathering up his own stuff. Ellie smiled, knowing perfectly well that Dennis had been looking down her blouse. When she’d first joined the gaming group, Ellie hadn’t really been aware of how her habit of bending over the table, combined with her habit of wearing loose blouses, had afforded the guys sitting across from her a good view of her cleavage. She’d been embarrassed at first when Ed had pointed it out to her, but it had quickly turned into a little thrill. Today, in honor of their last session, she’d decided to step the thrill up a little. She wondered if Dennis had noticed that her breasts were unencumbered under her loose top. Had he seen how they moved differently? Had he gotten a peek at a bare nipple? It was too bad Charlie had decided to sit next to her. She had hoped to give him a peek too, but instead Ed had taken the other side across the table. Which, of course, meant he was getting a peek, but since they’d been dating for months Ed had already gotten much more than a peek. He just got a kick out of watching Ellie tease his buddies. “Who’s up for a snack run?” Charlie asked as he stood, the big guy looming over the table. “Yeah, sounds good,” Nick agreed. “I’m in,” Dennis nodded. “Ed? Ellie?” Nick asked, looking at them. Ed, who had opened up one of his new gaming books, waved distractedly, “Nah, I’m good.” “Ellie?” Dennis asked. “I’ll stay too if you don’t mind, guys,” Ellie replied. “I’m trusting you guys not to peek at my notes,” Nick challenged as the three guys headed out the attic door. “I don’t think that’s what Ed’ll be peeking at,” Dennis muttered, quietly enough that Ellie barely heard him. She smirked. “So,” Ellie said after the other guys had disappeared, “we’re finally into the Dark Lord’s castle.” “Yup,” Ed replied distractedly, eyes fixed on his new book. “We’re finally going to finish the campaign,” she added, looking down at her boyfriend. “Yup,” he answered, “but we’re still probably going to take all night.” “I guess so,” Ellie said. “Too bad really.” “Nah, it’ll be fun.” “Yeah, but after two hours of you and Dennis staring at my tits, I was hoping you and I could have another kind of fun,” Ellie smirked. “But if you’re too busy with that book…” Ed put the gaming book down, very slowly. “You like flashing your tits at Dennis, don’t you?” “Maybe,” Ellie said playfully. Very deliberately, she slid her hands down her chest, her fingers pulling her blouse open, as she slowly leaned down. “Do you like it when I flash them at you?” “Come ‘ere,” Ed growled, suddenly lunging at Ellie. She squealed as Ed grabbed her around the waist and pulled her down into his lap. Laughing, the two of them collapsed onto the floor. Ed kissed Ellie hard, while his hands groped wildly over his girlfriend’s body. Her laughter turned to moans as he squeezed her firm tits. She arched her back, pressing herself against him. His hands slipped lower, suddenly tugging on her jeans. “Whoa, hang on,” Ellie panted against Ed’s mouth, “do we really have time for that?” “Sure,” Ed gasped, his fingers still frantically working to open Ellie’s pants, “the guys will be a while getting snacks and such. We have time for a quickie.” “I don’t kn… ooooh,” Ellie moaned as Ed’s hand slipped inside her jeans and along her wet folds. “Fuck it.” “Fuck what?” Ed teased, his fingers pushing inside her. “Fuck this?” “Shut up and help me get these jeans off, or you won’t be fucking anything,” Ellie snapped. With a laugh, Ed seized the waistband of Ellie’s pants and pulled. With some hasty struggling and wriggling, the tight jeans were ripped from Ellie’s legs and tossed aside. Ed quickly opened his pants, tugging them down to reveal his already hard cock. Impatient, Ellie grabbed her boyfriend and pulled him to her. They moaned together as Ed’s hard shaft sank easily into her wet pussy. “Shit, you are horny, aren’t you?” Ed moaned, thrusting into Ellie’s body. “Yes,” Ellie groaned. “Turns you on,” Ed grunted, “doesn’t it.” “I like… fucking… you…” Ellie panted. “Yeah,” Ed thrust faster, “you love to fuck.” “Yes,” Ellie moaned. “Not… what… I meant… though…” Ed said, thrusting into her. “You talk too much,” Ellie moaned, kissing Ed hard as she moved under him. They moved together, panting and moaning, before Ed broke the kiss. “You… like… flashing… your tits,” Ed grunted. “Fuck!” Ellie gasped. “Yes! I love flashing my tits. I love it when the guys sneak peeks at me. It makes me so horny.” “What would you do if they got back, right now?” Ed groaned, pounding into his girlfriend. “What would you do if they saw you really naked, if they saw you fucking?” “Oh, god!” Ellie’s body arched, her hips rising to meet Ed’s thrusts, “I don’t know.” “Would you fuck them?” Ed’s thrusts paused as he looked down at Ellie’s flushed face. “Do you want me to?” Ellie moaned, rolling her hips against him. “Would that turn you on? The guys looking at me. The guys fucking me.” “That would be so hot,” Ed panted, driving deep into Ellie’s wet pussy. “Fuck, yes,” Ellie’s body tensed, burying her face in Ed’s shoulder, “I would. I would fuck them. I would fuck…. Oh god! I’m cumming! I’m cumming so hard! Fuck me!” “Oh yeah,” Ed panted, driving into her hard and fast, “You… are… a… horny… little… oh fuuuckkk!” With one final, deep thrust, Ed’s body tensed and quivered. Shuddering with her own climax, Ellie felt the warm rush of him unloading inside her. Slowly, Ed pulled his wet shaft out of her, provoking a displeased moan from Ellie. “That was intense,” Ellie panted. “Yeah,” Ed grinned, buttoning up his jeans. “I’m a horny little what?” Ellie asked, smiling. “You,” Ed laughed, leaning down to kiss her, “are a horny little…” “Hey guys, we’ve got snacks!” Nick’s voice bellowed up the stairs. “Shit!” Ed jumped, checking the buttons on his jeans. “Fuck!” Ellie, shrieked, reaching for her jeans and suddenly discovering she couldn’t find them. “Where are my pants?” “What?” Ed looked are her, confused. “Where the fuck are my fucking pants, Ed?!?” Ellie demanded. She could hear the guys’ shoes thumping up the stairs. “You guys decent?” Dennis quipped from stairs. Ellie groaned. She was completely naked from the waist down, her freshly fucked pussy swollen, her thighs shiny with her own wetness and Ed’s cum. Her jeans were nowhere in sight. Desperate, she grabbed for the first thing she could find, an old blanket lying in a tangle heap on the attic floor. In panicked haste, she wrapped it around herself and dropped into her chair. A second later, the guys trooped back into the attic, carrying bags of chips, candy and soda from the local store. Settling down in their seats, the guys started to pass around the assorted junk food. “You ok, Ellie?” Dennis grinned at her. “You look a little flushed.” “I’m fine,” Ellie squeaked. “Damn,” Dennis said, “we almost caught you guys making out, didn’t we?” “No,” Ed stammered. “What’s with the blanket?” asked Charlie. “I’m cold,” Ellie snapped. “Are we gonna game or what?” “So,” said Nick, taking charge, “you guys found the secret entrance to the Dark Lord’s lair…” Hours later… “I move up and swing at the Dark freak’s head,” Charlie grinned, dice rolling over the table. “Damn it, that’s a miss, isn’t it?” “I’m afraid so,” Nick nodded. “But he’s flanked now,” Ellie bounced in her seat, “so that means Liana can use her Sneak Attack… and damage…” Dice rattled on the table. Nick studied the gem-like polyhedrons, glanced at his notes and grinned. “The Dark Lord…” he paused for dramatic effect, “…falls.” “He what?!” Dennis laughed. “Yes!” Ed pumped his arm in the air. “Woo hooo!” Charlie leapt to his feet “We did it!” Ellie cheered, leaping up and throwing her arms around Charlie’s large frame. Charlie’s arms closed around her, returning the hug. The laughter suddenly quieted and for a moment, everything was still. “What?” Ellie glanced over at the guys, puzzled. Then she felt her face grow warm. “The blanket fell off, didn’t it?” Ellie whispered into Charlie’s shoulder. “What?” asked Charlie. “The blanket I was wearing,” Ellie whispered again, “it fell off.” Charlie glanced down Ellie’s back, his eyes going wide. “Yeah,” he said. “I’m naked from the waist down, aren’t I?” Ellie buried her face in his chest. “Uh, yeah,” Charlie said. “Everyone is staring at my bare ass, aren’t they?” Ellie moaned into his chest. “Yeah,” Charlie nodded, his own eyes fixed on the pale curves of bare skin. “Yeah, they are.” Ellie stood silently for a moment. “Fuck it,” Ellie shouted, suddenly jumping up and down in Charlie’s arms “We beat the Dark Lord. We beat the Dark Lord!” Wide-eyed, Charlie just held her, letting her jump. Then, with a laugh, he wrapped his arms around her tightly, lifted Ellie off the ground and spun her around. Ellie laughed with glee. Only as he set her down again did she notice that Charlie’s hands were now cupping her bare ass. Grinning up at him, she wiggled her ass a little in his grip. “Sorry,” Charlie blushed, but notably did not move his hands. “That’s ok,” Ellie whispered, feeling suddenly very warm. “I don’t mind.” She let Charlie squeeze her ass for a moment longer, before gently pushing her way out of his arms. Turning, Ellie smiled at the other guys. Her long legs were completely bare. Her loose blouse still covered her top, but did nothing to conceal below her waist, leaving the dark tangle of her pussy clearly visible. Dennis and Nick stared wide-eyed at her nakedness while Ed simply smiled. Ellie grinned, laughed and bounced gleefully around the table. Throwing her arms wide, she smiled at Dennis. “We beat the Dark Lord!” she cheered. “Damn right we did,” Dennis replied hastily as he all but leapt from his chair and threw his arms around her. Without pretense, his hands went straight to Ellie’s ass, cupping and squeezing her bare skin. Ellie laughed and pushed herself against his groping hands. “I knew you guys were messing around,” Dennis chuckled. “We were,” Ellie grinned. “Damn,” Dennis groaned, “I’m feeling your ass.” “Yes,” Ellie laughed, “I know. Is that what you’ve always wanted to do?” “Well…” Dennis hemmed. “I think I know what you’ve really always wanted,” Ellie smiled. Stepping away from Dennis, Ellie slowly reached up and undid the first button on her blouse, then the second, and the third. Slowly, she let the loose fabric fall open, revealing the bare curves of her full breasts. Finally, with a shrug, she let her top fall away. Ellie’s whole body felt warm, flushed with desire, as she stood in all her naked eighteen-year-old glory. Her breath came in deep, passionate gasps, causing her breasts to rise and fall. “Am I right?” Ellie panted. “Do you like my breasts?” “Holy shit,” Dennis whispered, almost reverently. He stepped forward, his hands rising toward her heaving chest, stopping just short. With a short step, Ellie closed the gap, pressing her breasts into his hands. Dennis moaned as he squeezed and caressed her firm mounds. Ellie gasped and shivered as his fingers brushed over her hard nipples. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into Dennis’s hands. Quickly, Dennis dipped his head and suddenly took a nipple into his mouth. “Oh fuck,” Ellie groaned, grabbing Dennis’s head and holding him against her breasts. His tongue swirled over her sensitive nipple as he sucked on her firm flesh. Ellie quivered as sparks of pleasure warmed her whole body. Dennis’s mouth and tongue teased over her firm breast, making her gasp and pant. Finally, Dennis pulled his head away. “Yeah, I always wanted to do that,” he grinned. “Good,” Ellie panted, unsure herself if she was referring to his desire or his technique. Her legs wobbled slightly as she pushed passed Dennis and approached Nick. The Game Master still sat in his chair, staring glassy-eyed at Ellie’s naked body as she swayed toward him. “Nick,” Ellie said, as she moved closer, standing in front of his chair. “Yeah?” Nick’s dazed eyes drifted between Ellie’s breasts and pussy. “I wanted to thank you for the game,” Ellie sighed. Stepping closer still, Ellie straddled his legs, lowering herself onto Nick’s lap. She could feel the hard bulge in his jeans, pressing perfectly against her warm, wet pussy. Her arms slid around his neck. Leaning down, she pressed her breasts into his chest. Her lips met Nick’s. Her tongue brushed across his mouth. Her hips rolled, rubbing her wetness against the hot hardness hidden beneath tight denim. Nick groaned against her mouth. His tongue pushed into her mouth. His hips arched under her, causing Ellie to shiver as he pressed against her sensitive folds. Panting, Ellie broke the kiss. Her head rolled back and she moaned. Her hips rocked and thrust against Nick’s. She could feel her pleasure building. Her breasts heaved with each panting breath. “Fuck,” Ellie heard Ed sigh. With a groan, Ellie rocked against Nick’s lap. Her whole body felt hot and tight, on the very edge. Slowly, she turned her head to look at her boyfriend. Ed stared at her with undisguised desire, his mouth quirked in a smile that looked frankly pleased. Ellie smiled back at him. “Did you mean it,” she breathed huskily to Ed as she slowly moving her hips over his friend’s lap. “Mean what?” Ed panted. “The guys are all looking at me,” Ellie purred. “Seeing me naked. Touching me. Does it turn you on?” “Fuck,” Ed groaned. “Yes,” Ellie shivered, pressing her wet pussy against Nick. “I said I would. I said I would fuck them. You said it would be hot. So hot. Is it hot, Ed?” Wide eyed, Ed nodded. “It made me cum,” Ellie sighed, biting her lower lip. “Thinking about all the guys fucking me… it made me cum… and now I’m going to do it, Ed. I’m going to fuck everyone.” “Yeah,” Ed nodded again. “Do it.” “Holy shit,” Dennis’s stunned voice cut in, somehow failing to cut through the haze of lust between Ellie and Ed. “Did she just say…” “Shut up,” Nick growled, struggling not to move under Ellie’s warm, sexy body. “Don’t blow it.” “What am I?” Ellie asked, her eyes still fixed on Ed. “What did you say I am?” “You,” Ed breathed, “are a horny… little… slut.” “Yes,” Ellie smiled. “Yes, I am a horny little slut and I am going to fuck everyone.” Deliberately, Ellie turned her back on her boyfriend, focusing her attention again on the man she was straddling. “Nick,” she panted, reaching down to fumble at the buttons of his jeans. “Do you want to… to fuck me?” “Oh fuck yes,” Nick groaned. “Good,” Ellie sighed, struggling with his jeans. “Now… shit, how the fuck do you get these off?” Nick hastily reached down, mauling his jeans. He stopped suddenly as his fingers touched the hot wetness of Ellie’s pussy, his eyes flying up to meet hers. Smiling, she nodded as she rocked her hips, pressing herself against him again. Frantic, Nick clawed his jeans open and pulled out his achingly hard cock. Ellie smiled down at the hard shaft now resting against her. Nick’s cock, she thought to herself, touching my pussy. She rolled her hips, sliding her wet folds along the hard length of it, moaning as it pressed against her clit. Nick groaned again, pulling Ellie back down into a desperate kiss. He arched under her, pressing against her wet pussy. Ellie returned his kiss with wild passion, quivering as she felt his naked cock rubbing against her. Their positions shifted and suddenly, instead of rubbing against her, the tip of Nick’s cock penetrated. Startled, Ellie gasped and sat up, out of their passionate kiss. She shuddered as the very act that pulled her mouth away from his drove his shaft deeply into her wet pussy. For a moment the two stared, wide-eyed, at each other. The entire room held its breath. Being naked, teasing and touching was one thing but now, Ellie thought, a cock that was not her boyfriend’s really was deep in her body while everyone looked on. Nick looked at her questioningly. Ellie closed her eyes. Her head tipped back, and she pushed her hips down, sinking the last of Nick’s cock into her. She moaned as his full length spread her open, feeling how different his shaft felt inside her. She lifted herself up and then down again, feeling him fill her once again. “Fuck me,” Ellie moaned, opening her eyes and staring deep into Nick’s again. “Fuck me, now!” Nick needed no more encouragement. He seized Ellie’s hips and slammed himself upward into her. Ellie moaned as their bodies moved together. Nick pulled her head down, kissing her passionately while he thrust deeply into her body. Her nipples pressed against his chest, rubbing against his shirt. Overloaded by sensation, Ellie cried out against Nick’s mouth. Her body spasmed, pleasure crashing through her as Nick’s thrust grew more frantic. “Ellie,” Nick groaned against her lips. “Ellie, I’m… I’m going to cum.” “Yes,” Ellie panted. “I… I should…” Nick struggled, pushing her hips up. Realizing he was trying to pull out, Ellie grabbed his shoulders and drove herself down on him hard. “It’s ok,” she panted, rolling her hips and trying to take him even deeper. “It’s ok. I want to feel you… in me. Cum… in me.” “Oh god!” Nick cried, thrusting violently. “Yes!” she cried, triumphantly, as Nick emptied himself into her, the warm flood as his cum filled her pussy, sparking another, smaller orgasm of her own. Slowly, Ellie collapsed against Nick’s chest as they both panted in the aftermath. “Thank you,” she whispered into Nick’s ear, adding teasingly, “it was a great game.” “Oh, wow,” Nick moaned, stunned. “Holy shit,” Dennis’s voice cut through the post-orgasmic haze. “That was so fucking hot.” Giggling, Ellie looked up to see Dennis, Ed and Charlie regarding her. Slowly, she lifted herself off Nick’s lap, biting her lip to hold back a moan as his softening shaft slid from her sensitive pussy. She could feel Nick’s cum oozing down her thigh as she locked gazes with her boyfriend. “Well,” Ellie smiled wickedly. “Was that hot?” Ed nodded. “Hell yeah,” Dennis crowed. “You totally just…” “Dennis! Shut! Up!” Charlie growled. “What am I?” she asked again. “You are definitely a horny fucking slut,” Ed grinned. “Yes,” Ellie smiled. “I am a horny slut… who is going to fuck Everyone.” Deliberately, Ellie turned her back on her boyfriend again. Her hands on her hips, she arched her back to present her flushed full breasts and naked, wet, recently fucked pussy to Charlie. “Charlie,” Ellie said, and suddenly felt her mouth go dry. The usually placid big guy looked at her with a kind of raw hunger that startled her. “Ellie,” Charlie’s voice seemed deeper, more gravely. “I…” Ellie began and found she wasn’t quite sure how to continue. Suddenly, this felt different. With Nick, she’d felt totally in control, but something in Charlie’s gaze denied her that control, demanding instead her surrender. Charlie stepped closer, and she wondered why she had never noticed how big he was. “You…” Charlie replied. “…are… a…” Ellie smiled, looking up at him, “I am… a horny… slut.” “…and…” Charlie continued. Ellie blinked. “…and you want…” Charlie prompted. “I’m a horny slut,” Ellie breathed, “… and I want to… to fuck you.” “While Ed watches?’ Charlie grinned. “Yes,” Ellie whispered, “I want to fuck you while my boyfriend watches. I want to fuck you while everyone watches.” “You’re a naughty girl, Ellie,” Charlie growled. A giggle escaped from Ellie’s mouth. “You want to spank me, Charlie?” “Yes,” the big guy growled. Ellie’s eyes fell to Charlie’s hands. His big, powerful looking hands. “Ok,” she whispered. “Come over here,” Charlie commanded, his voice rough. Legs shaking, Ellie walked toward the big man. His eyes, suddenly intense, bored into her, and Ellie found herself looking away. Her eyes fixed on the middle of his broad, powerful chest instead, watching it rise and fall in deep breaths. Why had she never noticed how big Charlie really was? Charlie’s strong hands closed around her shoulders. Firmly, he turned her to face the table, still covered in dice and papers. Dennis, she noticed, was watching her from across the table. His eyes were locked on Ellie, fixed on her heaving breasts, and he was grinning. She could feel her whole body flushed, hot and wanton under his gaze, and she grinned back, feeling a little more confident. That confidence fled just as quickly as Charlie’s big hand seized the back of her neck. She gasped, a little panic fluttering in her stomach, as he forcefully bent her over the table, all those papers and dice suddenly pressing against her naked breasts. He leaned over her, the heat of his body burning against the heat of her own. She felt his hot breath against her ear. “You’re a naughty girl, Ellie,” Charlie growled. She felt herself shivering in his grip. “You ok?” Charlie’s voice was suddenly a gentle whisper. “If it’s too much, just say ‘red’ and I’ll stop. Any time, you say ‘red’ and I stop, no questions.” Ellie glanced out of the corner of her eye at the big guy and felt herself relax a little. “I’m ok,” she whispered back. “Really, it’s ok. Don’t stop.” Charlie shifted over her, his big hand tightening on the back of her neck. Ellie’s breath caught, her whole body tensed in anticipation. “Naughty girls need to be punished,” Charlie growled, once more fierce and powerful. Ellie cried out as his huge hand slapped against her ass with stinging force. She jumped as he struck again, but he held her down, his big hand on her neck. She whimpered as the third blow fell, the stinging pain spreading into a warmth that covered her whole ass. She cried out as the fourth and fifth blows fell, the warmth spreading out between her legs, making her wet pussy tingle. “Dude,” she heard Dennis chuckle. “Seriously man,” Charlie growled. “Shut. The. Fuck. Up.” Every word was punctuated with another powerful blow to Ellie’s backside. Ellie gasped, tossing a pleading look at Dennis, who just leered at her. She half wondered if she wanted him to be silent or say something else. “Are you horny, slut?” Charlie rumbled. “Yes,” Ellie panted, realizing she was. Her ass throbbed, but somehow that pain only further inflamed her. “Let me see,” Charlie replied. “Open your legs. Let me see your pussy.” Still bent over the table, held down by Charlie’s grip on her neck, dice pressing against her naked tits, Ellie shifted, spreading her legs. “You’re very wet, slut,” Charlie observed. Ellie nodded. She could feel the wetness of her lust, mingled with Nick’s leaking cum, sticky on her thighs. “Yes,” she said. “Nick came inside you, didn’t he?” Charlie asked. “Yes,” Ellie panted. “I’m wet and horny and full of cum. Nick came inside me, and Ed came inside me… while you guys were getting snacks.” “Well then, that’s a very naughty pussy,” Charlie leered. “Oh god,” Ellie moaned, guessing what was coming next. But when Charlie’s hand slapped against her naked pussy, she was surprised to discover it was her. Shrieking and thrashing as his big hand slapped again against her dripping pussy, she came. “Damn girl,” Charlie’s deep voice rumbled with amusement, making him suddenly less menacing. “Did you just cum? From getting pussy spanked?” Blushing, Ellie buried her face against the table. “Yes,” she whimpered. “Holy shit,” Dennis laughed loudly. “Damn, Ellie you are…” “Dennis,” Charlie growled, his hand releasing Ellie’s neck. “Really, absolutely, shut the fuck up.” Panting, embarrassed at the intensity of her reaction to Charlie’s spanking, Ellie didn’t register the sound of Charlie’s zipper. She was therefore startled when he grabbed her by the hips and plunged into her soaking depths with a single thrust. Ellie’s head shot up, her mouth open wide in a silent O. Charlie was… proportional. Some detached part of her mind wondered if he could even have penetrated her if she hadn’t already been so wet and open. Even as it was, she could feel him pressing against her inner walls, stretching her wide. He wasn’t, she realized, even thrusting himself all the way in. She doubted he would even fit. Her silent cry slowly grew voice, a deep husky grunting to match the powerful thrusts of the massive cock plundering her tingling pussy. The third cock to enter her today. She could feel a tightness gathering in her again as Charlie’s violent, but oddly careful, thrusts drove her back toward quivering pleasure. “Ellie,” Charlie grunted. “Yes,” Ellie panted. “Do it. Fill me. Fill my naughty slut pussy.” Charlie roared, erupting inside her, and another wave of blinding pleasure washed through her as she was filled to overflowing. After he withdrew, leaving her feeling strangely empty, Ellie lay, quivering and sore on the table with its scattered dice and papers. “Can I fucking talk now?!” Dennis’s voice broke through her orgasm hazed mind once more. “Whatever man,” Charlie grunted. “Have at her,” Ed tried to chuckle, but Ellie thought she could hear a strange note in his voice. Jealousy? Lust? Shame? “As I have been trying to say,” Dennis grumbled, moving to stand next to Ellie as she still lay, bent over the table. “Holy shit, Ellie. You are one damn hot, freaky girl.” “Thanks,” she smiled up at him. “I can’t believe you just fucked two guys in a row,” Dennis continued. “You should be in porn.” Ellie chuckled. “Thanks, again… I think.” She moved to stand, but realized her legs felt rubbery and weak. So, instead, she slid down off the table, sinking to her knees in front of Dennis. “It’s your turn,” she said, looking up at him. She hesitated, wondering if she could really handle another fuck. Wondering if Dennis would even want her well used, cum filled pussy. “If… you know… if you want.” Dennis leered down at her. “You know what I want?” he said. “What?” Ellie asked. “You know,” Dennis grinned. “Your tits. I love your fucking tits, Ellie. I have been sitting across from you all summer, dreaming about fucking those amazing tits. I want to slid my dick between those beautiful jugs and cum all over them.” “Yes,” Ellie laughed, looking down at her flushed breasts. “Do it, Dennis. Fuck my tits. Please fuck my slutty tits. Cover them with your cum.” Dennis stared, slightly google-eyed, down at her, his gaze moving over her naked body but always returning to her flushed, heaving, naked tits. Still smiling, Ellie realized she was kneeling in front of him, almost level with the bulge in his pants. Slowly, she reached out and opened the buttons on Dennis’s jeans. Dennis just continued to stare down at her, letting her do the work. Ellie reached gently into his boxers and drew out his long, hard shaft. “It’s…” Dennis’s voice sounded hoarse as Ellie’s fingers circled him. “It’s not… like Charlie’s.” “It’s great,” Ellie purred. Leaning forward, she slowly licked the length of his cock, from base to tip. “It’s wonderful.” “Holy shit, Ellie,” Dennis moaned. “Holy fucking shit.” Ellie responded by swirling her tongue around the head of Dennis’s cock, then sinking her head down to take the length of him into her month. Dennis groaned wordlessly. Even as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft, he reached down and squeezed her tits. His fingers fluttered over her sensitive nipples as she sucked and licked him. He pushed her soft mounds together as his hips started to rock, pushing himself deeper into her warm, wet mouth. Ellie moaned around his hardness, as sparks of pleasure jumped from her flushed and swollen breasts to her still tingling pussy. “Holy shit, Ellie,” Dennis grunted. “Holy shit. Holy shit. That’s so good. Stop, stop. Your tits. I want to fuck your tits. Lay down.” Ellie swirled her tongue one last, leisurely time over the swelling shaft, eliciting a frantic groan. Finally releasing him from the confines of her sucking mouth, Ellie lay sensuously back in front of him. Her hand reached up and cupped her soft breasts, pressing them together. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the other guys, Charlie and Nick sprawled on the floor, watching with relaxed desire. Ed was standing, his face glazed with a wild, desperate look, one hand cupping the bulge straining against his jeans. That was all she could see before Dennis, shucking off his pants, straddled her chest and pressed his cock between her warm, soft tits. Slick with saliva and pre-cum, the hard flesh moved easily between her flushed mounds. Dennis reached down, pressing his hands over hers, cupping her tits. His thumbs played with her nipples while he thrust himself against her chest, grunting as he frantically fucked the tight passage between her tits. “You like my tits?” Ellie purred. “Holy fuck, yes,” Dennis grunted. “I love your tits. I love touching your tits. I love sucking your tits. I love fucking your tits!” “Cum for me, Dennis,” Ellie moaned. “Cum on my tits. Cover my tits with cum.” “Holy! Shit!” Dennis bellowed, his cock surging on her chest. Wild-eyed, he leaned back, gripping his shaft and pumping spurt after spurt of white goo over the curves of her breasts, across her nipples and over her chest and neck. “Wow,” Ellie said, looking down at the sticky mess covering her chest. “Thank you,” Dennis sighed, still holding his slowly oozing cock. With a grin, Ellie leaned forward and took him back into her mouth. He gasped and moaned as she sucked the last drops of cum from his shaft. Then, looking up at him, she let the end of his load drool from between her lips, down her chin and onto her cum-covered breasts while Dennis stared in stunned, lustful joy. Blissfully, Ellie lay back on the floor again. With a lazy smile, she turned to face Ed once again. “Well,” she purred. “Was that hot?” Ed dropped to his knees next to her head, his achingly hard shaft out, his hand flying over it. Mere moments later, with a desperate groan, he came. Hot cum, spurt after spurt, rained down on Ellie’s face, across her forehead, her cheeks, her nose. Turning quickly, she narrowly avoiding taking a line of cum in her eyes. Finally, Ed sank back onto the floor, leaning away from her. “Yeah,” he whispered. “That was kinda hot.” Still smiling, Ellie lay on the floor. Her friends sat around her, staring with lingering lust at her naked body. Cum covered her red face and her flushed breasts and leaked slowly from her well-fucked pussy. She felt, warm, content and surprisingly accomplished. Weakly, her fist rose in a triumphant salute. “We beat the Dark Lord!” she cheered again. Laughter bubbled up around the room, and everyone joined in the cheer.