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Saturday, June 9 – 1:37 AM



Another early-summer night whose very air seemed to throb with possibility. A power-rock song playing faintly somewhere in the background, probably from Josh’s room. Me, and Dawn, stuck together by our sweat, our bodies and minds sluggish as they were mired in afterglow. Those blushing breasts with their straining crimson nipples that I couldn’t take my eyes off. Another Friday night of debauchery.



“So Mike. You’re allegedly a philosopher dude. You want to lay some philosophy on me?”



“I’m not a philosopher. I just needed something to study in between parties, and preferably something that didn’t involve numbers.”



“Oh come on. You must have deep thoughts rattling around that head of yours.”



“Right now I’m a little distracted.”



“You know, Padma’s been known to take a break from eating me out to go into a lecture about the abject and the uncanny.”



I still needed to adjust to that — not the having of other lovers, but it being open and a topic of humour. I was even briefly affronted, but I don’t think it showed.



“I dunno. I was never really on any real philosophical side — like, I wasn’t one of those kids who had one guy or one school of thought that they were sure was right and everyone else was an idiot. I learned things, but I guess I didn’t get caught up in them. Sometimes I played devil’s advocate. But really, I don’t think there’s one theory that you can fit the whole world into.”



“There’s gotta be a name for that.”



“Maybe. But I think I missed that class.”



“Ooh, I know! You’re a nihilist!”



“Oh come on. I haven’t gone bowling in years.”



“What? I don’t think we can be friends anymore!”



“Oh. Can we still have sex?”



“Is that really all you think I’m good for?”



She looked at me, and for a moment I thought she had taken my joking callousness seriously. Panic flitted through me. This was the problem with all the teasing and the games.



“Of course not. If it weren’t for you I’d be stuck hoping I can find a nice cardboard box before Julia decides to evict me.” That was a circumstance I didn’t really want to think about right now, but making light of it helped take the sting away.



“Given the circumstances, that’s not really a rebuttal.”



“Sorry. Then let me say this: you may in fact be the best Mario Kart player on planet Earth.”



I kissed her on the hand. What was wrong with me, that I couldn’t give a sincere compliment? That I couldn’t tell her that she was one of the most joyful people I had ever met, and that being around her brought a little of that joy to me?



“Eh. I’ll take it. But I get to be on top this time.”



“Hump away.”







Thursday, June 7 – 7:48 PM



I have to admit that I hadn’t been in a concert in ages. I liked music, but what I didn’t like was everything else — the pressing crowds that were always slamming into you and elbowing you, the overpriced shitty drinks, the moments of awkward waiting, the persistent smell of pot, and the rumble of the bass through your bones like you were having a heart attack. Well, that and the fact that I could hardly afford ticket prices on a student budget. I know, I sound like a real fun guy.



But even if I had gone to concerts — or “shows” as everyone else now seemed to refer to them — I probably wouldn’t have picked ones like these. The underground venue was hazy and looked like it might cave in at any moment. Beneath my table, I tried to count the pieces of gum (at least I hoped it was all gum) stuck to the underside, but I quickly lost track. On the wall a poster advertised Saturday’s bands, a double bill of Cannibal Abortion Theatre and Rape All Cops.



“I have to admit, the names seem a little immature to me,” I said. Julia snorted, but held back her retort for once.



Fortunately, Julia and Dawn had been kind enough to take along an additional innocent. Ellie held her purse in a white-knuckle grasp and her eyes were constantly darting to the various geometrical hair styles and patchwork clothes. “Um, where’s the, uh, bathroom?”



Dawn smiled knowingly. “You don’t want to use that bathroom.”



Julia put a hand on Ellie’s shoulders. “Don’t worry. The punks don’t bite. Well, most of them don’t.”



“Hey, don’t blame her,” I said. “When she was young, this was actually the cool dangerous counterculture.” I hadn’t intended to insult all three of them, but the trio of sharp looks I got made me want to shrink in my seat.



“I dunno, personally I think it still has some meaning.” Dawn gestured to a hulking mass of piercing and tattoos. “I mean, look at that guy. He’s altered his whole body to make a statement.”



“And that statement is ‘I’ll never work a regular job again’?” I said, taking a look to make sure none of the punks were listening too closely.



Julia jabbed a finger into my face. “Careful, Mike. You’re sort of coming off as a capitalist stooge.” I rolled my eyes.



“I don’t have a problem with it,” said Ellie to her drink. “I just don’t see why I have to be here when I have a nice book and some nice people at home I could curl up with.”



“Because it’s a Thursday night and spending it at home is lame,” said Dawn. She checked her purse. “Hey, let’s step outside and pregame a bit.”



I glanced at my watch. “Isn’t it supposed to start soon?”



“Dude, have you ever been to a show before?”



We exited the building, making sure our cheap plastic admission bands were secure around our wrists. Dawn quickly lead us to a patch of abandoned field behind the club where she had obviously been many times. The scent made it obvious what this place was primarily used for, as if the two or three groups of concertgoers gathered in clouds of smoke weren’t a dead giveaway.



Surprisingly, Ellie was the first one to take the joint after Dawn had given it an inaugral puff. Julia looked at her in admiration, and Ellie just shrugged. “I was young once too.”



I received it last, and looked at the burning roach with some trepidation. I had done pot a couple times before, but hadn’t really liked it. Still, I was able to inhale without hacking up a lung and making a complete fool of myself, so that was something. Everyone else looked vaguely amused at my obvious nervousness, but I think there was some affection in there too. Or maybe it was just the weed kicking in early.



After we returned to the show it still took ten or fifteen minutes for the first band to come on. In that period I contemplated how I was surely now one of those smelly people, bearing that strange rotten-cheese reek, that I had mocked earlier. The nerves were getting worse. I was sure I would do something to reveal myself as a poser, an outsider, and the crowd would swarm on me in a mass of metal and denim.



But then the music started, and nobody cared much about anything else but the angular, emaciated people on stage screaming into microphones. I could only make out patchy fragments of lyrics, mostly swearing. I seemed to swing back and forth between two states of mind. In one the music was a chaotic lifeblood pumping through me, opening me up. The rhythm was the rhythm that was already present in all humans, the vicious tempo that was engraved in us, but needed these guitar-wielding sages to crack open. The other half of the time I felt miserable and alone in the sea of sweat, the music almost as much an assault as the elbows which continually caught me in the head.



Bands came on and off, names and appearances superficially changing, but it was all one experience. I felt like two mortal enemies bound in one body, like in that really confusing Star Trek episode. One group in the middle was different — competent with their instruments, their music almost catchy. They were booed off stage, and the lead singer narrowly ducked a bottle thrown at her head.



It wasn’t until we were all on the sidewalk outside, in that bracing late-night air, that I realized it was over. I felt vaguely dazed, like when you wake up and haven’t quite realized that you were dreaming. Dawn was bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. “That was fun!”



Julia smirked. “I knew you weren’t going to the bathroom to adjust your hair.”



“Julia,” said Dawn in a mock offended tone. “Are you accusing me of taking recreational pharmaceuticals?”



“Yep. And you really shouldn’t mix drugs like that.”



“Come on, I know my stuff. And you can’t just be on weed for a show. You’d just drift around sweating like Mike here.”



I suddenly realized that this conversation was on the same plane of reality as myself. “Wha?”



“Exactly.”



To be fair, my mind was slowly returning to its normal state, at least enough to remember what Dawn had showed me the earlier day. “You,” I said with the same mock dramaticness. “Have a drug problem.”



“No, what I have is a drug solution.”



Ellie was smiling placidly. “I really liked the show. I bought two CDs!”



Dawn pumped her fist. “We’ll have streaks in your hair before the week is out.”



“Actually, that doesn’t sound half bad. Maybe we could have a girl’s night — all do each others’ hair?”



As I looked at Dawn’s smile, I realized that it could not be overstated: she always got what she wanted.







Friday, June 8 – 11:00 PM



I sat in the corner with my hands folded in my lap. Around me, the acts of debauchery were getting more and more public. A chubby red-headed girl was sprawled out nude across the table while assorted partygoers drank liquor off her body’s plentiful folds. Men in dark clothes tugged scantily-clad girls around by short chain leashes, showing them off for the assembled masses. It all seemed so tacky and sleazy to me, like a decrepit bingo parlour.



How could Dawn do something like this? And for me, who she had barely known a month? It was disturbing, and I felt like I was responsible — like I was a low-rent pimp. But she had said it would be all right. She might have done it before, now that I considered it — for money, or for drugs, or for whatever she had needed. But none of these ideas made me feel any less guilty.



A girl in a tight blue dress walked over to me. “You look glum.”



I looked up at her skeptically. She was a very pretty girl, whose minimal dress highlighted her flawless dusky skin, which clung tightly to her visible clavicle and shoulder bones. Her short hair was done up in ringlets which spiralled down just past her ears. She looked vaguely South-East Asian — maybe Vietnamese or Thai. She also looked quite interested in me, and although I wasn’t quite in the mood, it was still an enticing proposition.



“You going to say anything, or just gawk at me?”



And here I thought I was getting better at the gawking. “I’m sorry. But it’s hard not to stare.”



The girl shrugged, a motion I found hypnotic. “Hey, I was staring at you quite a bit before I got the guts to come over. So what’s got you so down on such a decadent occasion?”



“A friend of mine is doing something for me,” I said, careful to use the vaguest terms possible. “And I’m worried it’s going to hurt her.”



“Was this the friend in the corset?”



Dawn really did like that corset. “I… I shouldn’t say.”



This new girl smiled. “It’s okay. I think I know what’s going on. Just remember that it was a decision she made, and even if it’s not one you agree with, you should respect that.”



“Why? Because it involves sex?”



“No, because it was her choice.” She was starting to sound testy.



“Even if I was the one who put her into the situation?”



The girl in the blue dress was about to make a rejoinder when she paused. “I’m sorry, but I was about to go into a full-on argument with you and I realized I hadn’t even asked you your name.”



“I’m Mike. Feel free to argue away now.”



“Nah, that’s not what I came here for. And I’m Sadie, by the way.”



I shook her hand, although the gesture felt comically tame considering that some guy was getting his dick sucked in a shadowy corner not five feet from us.



Sadie leaned in to whisper in my ear, and did so in such a way that her thin gown the only thing that was separating the flesh of her breast from my face. “You want to go upstairs and try to forget about your problems?” What could I do but nod?



The staircase was claustrophobically tight and I always seemed to be turning dark corners, but there was always Sadie with her hand in mine guiding me upwards like a fleshy angel. And then we emerged on the third floor, with its yellow-brown flickering light, and the echoes of many different moans from all of the occupied rooms. They were marked with a hairband hung on the door, a borrowed college trick. They could have just locked the doors, but it would have gone against the spirit of the event: each coupling was open to all. I knew that Dawn was in one of those rooms now, but I tried not to think about it.



“I gotta say,” I said to Sadie as we searched for an unmarked door-handle. “This club is a lot less glamorous than I thought it would be.”



“Well, it certainly ain’t Eyes Wide Shut. But I think the seediness is kind of sexy.”



“To each their own.”



We found a room, a tight little room mostly consumed by a king-sized bed. It was still pretty sleazy, but I had stayed in hotels that were worse. Sadie turned her back to me. “Unzip me, please.” I pulled down the zipper and that tight blue dress just fell away. Sadie divested herself of her few remaining pieces of clothing with businesslike efficiency.



My eyes struggled to take in the full expanse of her bronze skin. It wasn’t flawless, as I had originally thought — she had a cute little dimple on the small of her back, and I immediately focused on that, not the subtle curves of her ass or her small conical breasts, in order to keep myself from going insane.



Sadie climbed onto the bed and stretched out on all fours. She gave my motionless body a bored look. “Come on, get comfortable.”



I was taking off my pants, and then my shirt, but it felt like I was a million miles away. I joined Sadie on the bed and she promptly rolled over and drew me into her. I took one of her breasts into my mouth and savoured her small and soft nipples. The immediacy of bodily contact took me away from my thoughts.



I found my lips moving upwards, to that collarbone that had originally entranced me, and soon I was licking her neck. Sadie had stripped me of my underwear and was now slowly stroking my cock to hardness. She sighed.



“Have you ever tried to fuck someone who’s distracted?” she said.



“Pardon?”



“I’m going to assume that was a joke.” Sadie grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up until my eyes were locked with hers. Her eyes, I noticed just now, were a strange arresting shade of green, like verdigris. “Mike. You’re here with me now, not your friend in leather.”



I felt like shit. I was letting down this girl who I hardly even knew. “I’m sorry. Really sorry.”



Apparently Sadie didn’t want apologies. She rolled over onto all fours again. “Okay, different approach. All your anger, all your frustration. Take it out on me. I’m the one who’s responsible for everything, and the only way you can make things right is by giving me the hardest fucking you can muster.”



It wasn’t so much what she said as the way she looked and felt beneath me — so much like Dawn just a few nights ago, opening herself up for me, her back quivering with every thrust. It made me a little mad at her for being such an obvious facsimile. I was suddenly rock hard, and only hesitated to roll on one of the condoms provided on the bedside table. Without saying another word, I grabbed Sadie by the hips and thrust into her cunt.



She was still a little dry, but the friction felt good — this shouldn’t, I thought, be entirely pleasant. Sadie let out a long breath as I withdrew and slammed into her again. I did it again, just to enjoy the masculine power of my movements, watch her body shift forward in involuntary reaction. She thrust back against me, rubbing her ass up against my curly pubic hair, and then we were immediately fucking wildly, throwing everything we had at each other.



There was one thin pillow on the bed, and Sadie buried her face into it as I vigorously fucked her from behind. Even through the pillow I could hear her moans. But that wasn’t enough. There was something vicious inside of me, something that wanted to really and truly possess her. Hammering into her cunt, as great as it felt, was not enough to relieve the anger I felt.



I slapped her ass, almost experimentally, and her hot tunnel clenched around my cock. She looked back at me hungrily. “Harder.” I did it a bit harder, this time leaving a bit of a red mark. “Harder!” This time I put all my force into it, and Sadie positively squealed. That perfect skin was now marked my the red imprint of my hand.



I hit the other ass cheek, and felt the purr travel through her own body. I was thrusting into her steadily at this point, but the rush of sex had been overtaken by that of exploration. On a whim, I grabbed her hair, and she cried out — but not in pain.



With a fistful of Sadie’s hair I pulled her back into a position that let me penetrate her even harder. I grabbed at her breasts roughly, scratching at the skin and pulling her nipples taut. The aggression felt as good as her cunt.



Finally, I grabbed her by the throat, and used that as a hand hold as I threw myself into her with everything I had. She cried out, the sound of her orgasm only slightly throttled by my hand on her neck. I was totally out of control, and it was exhilarating. When I felt my orgasm coming on, I didn’t even try to restrain it, just cried out and exulted in the feeling.



We both fell face-down on the bed, panting. Guilt instantly flooded me. I looked at Sadie and the red hand-print wrapped around her neck. “Shit. Are you okay? I didn’t mean to–”



“It was great,” she said. “I like it like that.”



I wasn’t sure I did. It felt sort of nasty, like I had just used this girl as a container for my anger. I had treated Sadie, I realized, about as respectfully as the condom currently wrapped around my deflating cock. But maybe that was the point of parties like this.



I peeled the cum-slick condom off and tossed it towards the nearest trash can. It didn’t quite get there, but I was sure these people were used to cleaning up gross things in the morning. I turned back to Sadie. “Can we cuddle now, or do you want to go see someone else?” After I said it I realized how needy it sounded.



She laughed. “Sure. I could use a little tenderness after a fuck like that.” And then our bodies were pressed together again, but it was different. Her warmth, instead of an incendiary challenge, was now like that of a familiar bed loaded with blankets on a winter day.



We didn’t say anything, because what was there to say? We didn’t even know each other. Odds were that even if we tried to go out or be friends we wouldn’t really get along. But we had been there for each other at this one random moment in time, and maybe that was something.



I heard a door down the hallway open and close. Dawn was saying something — I couldn’t hear what it was, but I knew that it was her voice. I immediately leapt up from the bed and started throwing my clothes on.



Sadie turned over and looked at me askance. “What, did you just feel a crab bite?”



“No, I just need to meet with a friend,” I said. “This was, uh, fantastic. Wait, the crabs thing was a joke, right?”



“Yes, it was a joke. I did not infect you with crotch bugs,” said Sadie, sounding genuinely annoyed. “Go on. I’ll be up and about in a couple minutes.”



Leaving her there, I felt like the worst guy in the world. There’s only so much that a month of free love can deprogram you, and I still felt as though I was taking advantage of Sadie. Hell, maybe I was. But Dawn was out in the hall, and I needed to be with her.



Dawn was in the middle of the hall, talking quietly with Her. The one whose appearance suddenly made me sick to my stomach, especially her freshly-fucked radiance. It stood in sharp contrast to Dawn’s shrunken, scared form, as if someone had stuck her with a pin and all the usual courage and bravado had drained out.

I walked over to the two of them. “Hey Dawn.”



She gave me her best attempt at a smile. “I see someone else got lucky tonight. Who with?”



“Are you okay?”



That woman smiled. “I should say she’s better than okay. By the way, welcome to the store. Can you start on Monday?”



“Yeah, uh, I guess.” I grabbed Dawn by the wrist. “Do you want to go home now?”



“She doesn’t need a boyfriend to rescue her,” She said.



But Dawn nodded, and I held her hand as we walked away.



Outside the club, anonymous from the outside, I broke the silence. “You really did not have to do that for me.”



“Whatever.” Dawn sounded downbeat and a little sarcastic — in other words, distinctly un-Dawn-y. “You’re gonna take the job, right?”



“I dunno if I should.”



“Do it.”



It was then that I noticed a large red welt around her neck, one that still looked blisteringly raw. The welt snaked down her shoulder and beneath her halter top. Something dark was clinging to the sides of her dress. “Is that blood?”



“Don’t.”



I didn’t say anything, but put my arm around her shoulder. For a moment I feared that this was the wrong thing to do, that she probably didn’t want to be touched right now, but instead she clung to my body as if scared of drowning.



“Mike?”



“Yeah?”



“When we get home, can you fuck me until I forget about all of this?”



An hour ago I would have doubted the efficacy of this cure, but I remembered how clear-headed and warm I had felt after venting my anger onto Sadie (whose last name I still hadn’t learned). So I said “What are friends for?” and gave her as chaste a kiss as I could muster.







Friday, June 1 – 8:20 PM



Dinner and a movie. It was so conventional it was a little weird. Nina had waited for me to call her, and did her best to sound unsure over the phone, but once she went through the motions of being won over she immediately had a pretty strict idea of what our date — and possibly the ensuing courtship — would be like. She picked the restaurant (a sleek, modern-looking sushi bar) and the movie (some European movie with a lot of sex playing at the Lightbox) and basically dictated what I ordered through a series of sharp “suggestions”. It was okay. Sometimes it was nice to be freed from the burden of making decisions.



And Nina was fun. She was smart, and had an acid wit that betrayed an inability to take shit from anyone. We talked about everything from preferred brands of potato chips (“Doritos probably contain more chemicals than your average industrial run-off, but damn if I can’t stop eating them”) to the latest political scandal (“Just once I want the wife to stand up there and be like ‘Eh, I’ve done worse’”). While I was struggling with chopsticks, Nina grabbed the sushi with her fingers and stuffed it into her mouth, ignoring the looks as she licked stray grains of rice off her lips. I hadn’t had so much fun just talking to someone in a long time.



But all the same, something felt just a little bit off. A little bit dull, maybe. Maybe it was just that I had grown too used to the women in the house, but Nina was remarkably unadventurous. I don’t know what I was expecting — a handjob in the movie theatre, a collar affixed around my neck, a bathroom threesome with an attractive waitress — but it didn’t happen. In the end I headed home with nothing more than a peck on the cheek.



It wasn’t fair to think this way, I knew. Maybe having all this access to easy, casual sex had ruined the usual dance of dating for me. I liked Nina, but I wanted her to be more like… I don’t know, Dawn.



I realized then, on the subway ride home, that I should probably have told Nina about my sexual situation. Oh well. She had said she wanted to meet me again. I would break the news to her next time.







Tuesday, June 5- 10:35 PM



“You want me to fuck you where?”



“In the ass.” Dawn slapped the fat of her plump butt, and I couldn’t help but watch it jiggle. “The butt. The Hershey Highway. The poop chute.”



“Okay, can you please not give it any more synonyms before I have to vomit.” The first rule of sex, after all, is that you never want to think about what comes out of the hole you’re going into. Unless you get off on that, I suppose, but I didn’t.



We were in Dawn’s room, nude as the day we were born. This was rapidly starting to become a routine. Well, as much as mind-blowing sex can become routine. We hadn’t done much yet — just the sensual undressing of each other and some heavy petting. After I unwrapped Dawn I liked to hold her in my arms for a while and just be amazed at what life had dropped into my lap.



And now she was on all fours, offering her puckered butt to me. I looked her voluptuous form up and down from her plump and eager ass to the wide smile on her face and thanked a couple of gods. “Are you sure? I mean… I haven’t done anything like that before.” The depraved voice in my head was cursing me out for being a pussy, but despite my raging hard-on I was still feeling a bit of trepidation.



Dawn looked back at me and giggled, her loose black hair draped like a curtain over her shoulder. “What, you’re telling me that you and Simon still haven’t–”



“No,” I said, forcefully cutting short that particular line of conversation.



“Well, this’ll be some good practice for your future boy-on-boy loving. Hey, once you two are finally doing it, can I watch? I used to be one of those slash fanfic girls, you see…”



“Dawn, I’m not gay.”



“Not according to Simon…” she said in a sing-songy, taunting voice. That was it. I tackled her to the bed and dug my fingers into her ribs, tickling her for all she was worth. Dawn kicked and tried to get free, but eventually she started tickling back, and soon we were wrestling back and forth all while giggling until it hurt.



I don’t know how — everything was a mess of horizontal and vertical and tumbling bodies — but somehow she ended up sitting on my face. A still-laughing Dawn put her hands on my chest to pin me down. “Ha ha! I am victorious”



“I surrender,” I said into her cunt. I think it ended up too muffled to hear.



“Ooh, that felt good. Say something else.”



“Four score and seven years ago…”



Dawn laughed, and then moaned as I swiped my tongue across the length of her opening. As much as we like to play, it’s hard to laugh too much with an erection — maybe the old saying about the blood not being able to go both places at once is true. In any case, we were soon locked in a languid 69 position, the room silent except for the soft smacking of our mouths.



I found it hard to concentrate on Dawn’s pussy as she bobbed up and down on my cock, which was as usual like a hurricane around my member. It ached in ecstasy in its bath of saliva and breath.



Dawn pressed up, simultaneously pulling her mouth of my cock with a wet pop and grinding her pussy into my face. I could feel a long, warm lick on the skin of my cock, as though she was taking the first tentative licks at an ice cream cone. I quivered with the sensation, and had to make a mental effort not to come right there.



Then she sat up further, shifting her pussy off my face and leaving my cock alone and hungry. Instead she properly say on my lips, the globes of her ass resting gently on my face. “You want this hole too, Mike? You see how tight it is? Maybe you could flick your tongue up there, give it a good feel.”



I did hesitate, but not for as long. That actually surprised me a bit. If you had asked me before about sticking my tongue up someone’s butt, I would have been disgusted. But maybe the past month had worn down every sexual resistance I had once had, so that when someone suggested something new and strange I just shrugged and went along with it.



Dawn’s asshole was tight and dry, and it quivered around my tongue in a strange, forceful way. It was less messy than I would have thought. (Dawn later told me that she had cleaned up thoroughly back there before she sprung her anal ambush on me.) As I began licking her ass more thoroughly, she began emitting soft, almost vulnerable moans. This wasn’t so bad, I thought.



But my face was starting to protest about her weight, so I grabbed her by the legs and rolled her back onto her front. With a firm grip on her thighs, I held her diagonally, her face buried in a pillow, her ass up in the air for me to do as I will. I dove right back in with gusto that surprised even myself, pressing my lips right to the crack of her ass and lapping at the pink rosebud opening inside.



I sort of lost myself in the simple activity, and didn’t even notice Dawn’s muffled groans getting louder and more desperate. Finally, she pulled her head off the pillow and looked back at me. Her voice was breathy and she had a crazed look in her eyes. “My clit…”



“What?” I said, jarred out of my rimming reverie.



“Just rub my clit goddamnit!” And I did, and she let out one more long desperate moan and exploded into orgasm. I kept a hold of her hips as she bucked against me and kept my lips firmly pressed to her ass. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Her voice was a mixture of wonder and fury, as if her body had taken up arms against her.



Finally, Dawn calmed down and managed to prop herself up with her arms as the last echoes of orgasm coursed through her. I bade her puckered asshole goodbye with a friendly kiss and climbed up to hug her awkwardly from behind. We both let the afterglow have its moment.”



“Fuck,” Dawn said. “That was good.”



“I was a little surprised you came,” I admitted. “It was kind of out of nowhere.”



“You did good, kid,” said Dawn. “So are you ready to fuck me in the ass now?”



And there we were again: her on hands and knees, proudly offering her puckered butt to me, me trembling but still rock-hard.



“Okay,” I exhaled.



Dawn produced a big jar of lube from her nightstand and offered it to me. I dipped my fingers into the clear viscous liquid and spread it on my cock. It was a nice smooth sensation, and I idly thought that I might try masturbating with this stuff later.



“Put some in my ass as well,” said Dawn. I dipped another finger in the lube and slid it into her asshole, generously applying the liquid to her back passage. God, it was tight. I had no idea how my cock was ever going to fit in there.



Dawn moaned as I applied the lube to her rosebud. “Mike, can you just hook your finger and rub a bit… like that… ohh.” Dawn looked and sounded like she just might melt into a puddle of happiness. “That’s great. God, I want you to fuck me now.”



I carefully got up on my haunches, like I was going to take her from behind, and at first I almost did. I missed the angle and my cock slid along the wet gates of her pussy. But on the second attempt I successfully positioned it at her anal entrance. Of course, then it was still askew and ended up poking up through her buttcheeks, but the third time was the charm.



Her ass was a guarded tight ring, pulsing to allow me entry and then tightening on her cockhead again. I had to stop, as all my brain was taking in the sensation. It felt as though the powerful muscles of Dawn’s ass were attempting to crush my cock within them. It was a bit painful but also kind of amazing.



Showing surprising flexibility, Dawn managed to reach behind and slap my ass. “Get moving, bronco.”



“Aren’t you the bronco, since I’m riding you?”



“Shut up. Not good with metaphors right now.”



I slowly slid my cock further into Dawn’s ass, with every half-inch swearing under my breath about the vicelike passage. But it didn’t come to an end like a pussy — it just kept going until it had swallowed all of my cock, and my balls were resting against Dawn’s taint.



I tried to pull back and fuck her, but my dick felt stuck. I panicked a bit, imagining that I was stuck inside her ass forever — but then, maybe that wouldn’t be so bad. Her tight ring of muscles relaxed just enough for me to pull back and then shove my way back in, an exquisite physical sensation. Dawn let out a lungful of air at the short thrust.



“You okay?”



She nodded. “God, you’re so big inside of me.”



“Well you’re so tight around me.”



We both grinned as I began to slowly fuck her. It was a delicate operation, but an extremely enjoyable one. The warm muscle of her butt tried to milk me for all I was worth, and every time I slammed into her there was an ecstatic groan. I set a slow, steady place to begin, but eventually Dawn began rocking back, begging me with her cute little mews to fill her more. I took ahold of her fat buttcheeks and began thrusting into her faster, which produced amazed gasps from both of us.



It was an unreal sensation, like vaginal sex with all the sensations multiplied by a factor of ten. No, that’s not quite right. It was its own beast, a raw savage sensation. I could barely hear our increasingly loud moans, or the slap of my balls against her skin, or see the amorous redness take hold of Dawn’s skin. I could only feel that pocket of amazing that I was plowing into.



I pulled Dawn closer to me, pressing my chest to her back. I could hear her muttered prayers from her as I continued to fuck her asshole mercilessly. I grabbed hold of one breast and rolled the hard nipple around between my fingers. Her torrent of obscenities was music to my ears. Playfully, I reached the hand down between her legs to stroke her clit, and that was all she needed.



It was one long “FUCK!” loud enough to be heard not only through the house, but probably the rest of the neighbourhood. And then she was gyrating against me as she shuddered through a monster climax. Her asscheeks clamped down on my dick, pinning me to her and completely blowing my mind. I think I was screaming too — I can’t be sure. I didn’t even realize I had orgasmed until a moment later when I felt the stickiness of my cum around my deflating cockhead.



My cock popped out of Dawn’s ass as if it was being forcibly expelled. She fell forward and I fell back, both of us completely spent. I sat there, dazed, watching my cum begin to trickle out of her ass. I did that, I thought numbly. That’s mine.



“Jesus,” Dawn said into her pillow. “It takes you a while to warm up, but you sure know how to ride a girl. I’m not going to be able to sit down for a week.”



“Sorry,” I said, still not in my right mind.



Dawn managed a flirty smile. “I’m sure I’ll find some way to forgive you.”



We spooned, exhausted bodies hugging each other. Instead of the active, excited bliss of sex a calmer kind of bodily joy crept over me. I realized that I had always kind of wanted to try anal, but never had the guts to ask any of my girlfriends about it. With Dawn, it wasn’t a question of courage . It was all just play, and what could be more harmless than a new form of play? With dreams of further experiments in my head and the sweet scent of her sweat in my nose, I began to drift off.







Friday, June 8 – 8:23 PM



The TTC bus made its usual leisurely way among the forgotten sidestreets that seemed to split off from downtown Toronto like bits of unfortunate body hair. I was squirming in my seat, while Dawn was practically dancing in hers, earbuds pumping hip-hop beats to her and her immediate vicinity.



“So,” I said. “What kind of place is this… er… party at?”



“The sex party?”



I glanced around, to see if anyone was listening in on our conversation. Of course, it wasn’t like you could tell just by looking. Dawn didn’t seem to mind providing a little titillation to the rest of the bus, but I liked to keep these things private. Call me a prude if you will.



“It’s in this old warehouse,” she said. “This guy Greg from the scene bought it for a song and turned it into this weird bar slash apartment building. It’s sort of like our house. Well, not all of the people living there are into the scene, but they know about Greg’s parties and know to keep their heads down and their doors locked.”



I wondered about this scene that Dawn was referring to. Was there a whole subculture that lived like this? Some kind of organization? Was I a part of the scene? I had imagined that this weird little free love experiment didn’t go beyond the walls of my house, but I was slowly becoming aware of a whole world of promiscuity and strangeness out there, lurking just beneath the face of normality.



“There are probably going to be a lot of kinky people there,” said Dawn. “But if you’re not into that, it’s fine. If you feel uncomfortable, you don’t have to do anything at all. The downstairs is more of a bar type environment with maybe a little bit of making out, fondling, some light play… but if you’re going to actually fuck somebody you’ll want to take them upstairs.” In front of us, a shrunken grandmother was turning scarlet.



“Uh, got it. Any other finer points of etiquette?”



“Well, I would say don’t try to pressure anyone into anything, but you’re not a douchebag so you don’t need that kind of warning. Um, be careful about gender pronouns. People won’t mind if you slip up once or twice, but if it becomes a habit…”



I wondered once again how Dawn had talked me into going to this party with her. I just didn’t have a backbone, I decided. A sweet grin, especially when accompanied with some naked breasts, could get me to do anything.



The actual place was less intimidating than I had built it up to be. In fact, it was kind of cheap-looking. On the outside it was a rusted industrial building, absolutely nondescript. The inside was dark, candlelit, and with the kind of tacky furnishings (crimson carpets, dark and morbid paintings) that seemed more suited to a Vampire: the Masquerade LARP than a cool sex party. The people were another matter, a dizzying array of alternate beauties, every step on the scale from femme to butch, kinky to vanilla, gay to straight, male to female. Occasionally they would gather in corners, expose each others breasts, place nipple clamps on some mortified collared creature. There was a vibrating uncertainty in the air, as if something great or terrible was about to erupt.



Dawn was talking to seemingly everyone in the room, greeting them with hugs and inside jokes. I stood by silently and made the occasional introduction, but nobody seemed very interested in me. It was like those unfortunate times you end up hanging out with a clique of friends that doesn’t include you. Of course, I guess for me that was most of the time. Going back, I had always felt that all my best friends had better friends, and while I was fairly popular I always seemed to be at the vortex of many outer circles, never able to penetrate some inner emotional core. It was like that at the house too: as much as everyone tried to welcome me with bodies and minds, there was still some long-established social dynamic weaving between Dawn and Julia and Simon that I couldn’t equal.



It was weird the things you thought about at a sex party.



A pale blonde was giving me a detailed review of the latest sex toy when Alexis walked in. She was tall, taller than me, a broad-shouldered woman with bowl-cut hair and masculine clothes that only highlighted her sexuality more. She looked like a strange Amazonian permutation of Anne Hathaway. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to recognize her.



Dawn pressed herself to me. “That’s Alexis. I would avoid her if I were you. She has a reputation for… well, let’s say playing too rough.”



That alarmed me. “I didn’t know there was such a thing as too rough around here.” Dawn didn’t elaborate.



We soon fell into another conversation I didn’t understand, as Dawn traded jargon with a middle-aged couple and made references to previous encounters. Some troglodytic part of my brain wondered nastily just how many people she had fucked, and whether she had any sort of standards.



She then headed over to the makeshift bar to get drinks, and proceeded to chat up the bartender (who surely had to be used to such things by now). I noticed Alexis approaching her. Dawn looked up, and even from across the room I could tell she was uncomfortable as Alexis’s large shadow fell across her. It was one of those conversations you can get the gist of just from body language — Alexis stretching out her body, looming to her full length, while Dawn smiled but shrunk up against the bar.

As this is a true story, all names have been changed to protect the identities of those concerned.



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The first time I visited Club Poizon was on 30 May 2012, to attend an induction evening for newbies and to be verified as the real deal. Asiandragon is my user name on the website called kiwiklub.com which all swingers must join if they want to attend parties at Club Poizon.



It was a fairly uneventful evening and a group of 12 newbies were shown around the club. I certainly felt that this is what I wanted in life, to be able to meet like minded folks and indulge in fantasies at a safe and neutral venue. I couldn’t wait for Friday evening, which was 2 days away and I already met a buxom brunette online whom I’ve been chatting to for a while. Friday evenings is when full swinger parties are held at the club and all swingers couples and singles are welcome.



Friday evening came and Tanya picked me up from home in the northern suburbs of Johannesburg and we headed off to Midrand, to Club Poizon. We were rather comfortable considering this was our first meeting in person. Tanya was to meet another male acquaintance at the club and I secretly felt a tad jealous, but held my composure. She told me in previous emails how she fancied fucking me and now that we met she said she wanted nothing more than to ride my Asian beef stick.



We met Riaan outside the club, paid entrance fees and entered. I am 1.75m tall and quite beefy in build but I was no match as Riaan towered me and clearly worked out at least 4-5 times a week. We guys had drinks and Tanya choice non alcoholic as she does not drink. Dancing followed and Riaan kept Tanya almost all to himself. I didn’t really mind as I was in heaven seeing so many totally naked women everywhere. I couldn’t keep my eyes and hands off.



Around 2am we three headed towards the play area of the club and I was met with the sight of a threesome which got me hard in split seconds. This sexy blond was having her cunt and ass ravaged by her hubby and a single male swinger and she was screaming like the slut that she was. G-d I loved watching those cocks pistoning in and out of her love holes and Tanya was also getting rather turned on by this scene. There was another threesome on the 4 poster bed with 2 girls and a guy and I imagined myself in the lucky bastards place.



Tanya whispered something into Riaan’s ear and he headed off towards the bar. I quizzically looked at her and she grabbed me by my belt straps and pulled me towards a vacant room. Adrenalin and hormones were racing and I almost expect the door to be opened by Riaan but Tanya assured me that she wanted me all to herself and keyed the door. We dimmed the lights and I grabbed Tanya and frenched her luscious lips. I tore off her sexy black number and she helped me undress and we jumped onto the king sized bed to begin our much anticipated fuck fest.



Tanya has the most amazing set of 38Ds and her creamy white skin in the dimmed light got my cock standing to attention. I held those orbs in my hands and tenderly nibbled her rose pink nipples. She loved the assault and reached out and rubbed by hardening piece of meat and bobbed her head to kiss the dark pink head of my cock. I surprised her by swinging her around and getting into a 69. She tasted sweet and it felt so good having her take my manhood into her warm wet mouth. She knew how to blow a man and I just lay beneath her savouring the moment. I lapped at her pussy, paying attention to her hard clit and I felt her tense up and moan from the pleasure. I took a bold step and swiped my tongue across and entered her rosebud and this sent her into a wave of ecstasy. She bucked her ass and rode my face and her first orgasm for the night swept her entire core. She grated her teeth across my sensitive cock and I was close but decide that I wanted to cum in her sweet ass or pussy or both.



She wanted me to fuck her doggy style and I obliged by getting behind her and positioning my hard beef stick against her moist, glistening pussy. I thrust in one determined movement and entered her all the way to the hilt. My cock was in paradise. I slowly withdrew and entered her honey pot again with the same thrust and she screamed out urging me to fuck the shit out of her. I needed no second beckoning and rammed away for all I was worth. I reached out and played with her clit and she was now close to her second orgasm.



I varied my thrusts to keep from cumming but Tanya met my thrusts with that of a highly sex crazed bitch on heat. My swelling balls slapped her lovely ass cheeks and she screamed out that I must fuck her harder as she’s about to come. Seconds later I felt her pussy walls contracting and she came all over my cock and thighs. This sent me over the edge and I couldn’t hold on any longer and spewed ropes of thick cum inside her wet pussy. She continued fucking me and we eventually collapsed on the bed.



She was far from over and wanted to go another round. I needed a few minutes to recover and was ready to take her ass. I spread her ass cheeks licked her ass hole with my eager tongue and inserted 1, 2, then 3 fingers and after a while she was ready to accept my cock. I lubed her up with the KY jelly which was provided in the room and lined my cock up with her greedy ass hole which swallowed me inch by inch. I slow fucked her and picked up the pace gradually. She met my thrusts as they increased in speed and I finger fucked her sloppy pussy until she came for a third time. I lasted much longer this round and eventually shot my load into the depths of her sexy white ass.



We were both spent by this stage but could probably go for another few rounds before the club closed at 4am. I kissed her, cleaned up, dressed and left the room. She met Riaan on the dance floor and I went off to watch another fabulous threesome hoping to be invited but no such luck was on my side. I saw Tanya lead Riaan into the same room we were in and about 20 minutes later they exited. I asked her how was it and she said she was disappointed that he only ate her pussy cos he couldn’t get it up. I felt like quite the bull considering this superior looking Afrikaans man had just eating my cum out of the pussy I had just fucked yet he who had a larger cock than I did could not use it to fuck her.



I met Tanya a few times afterwards but she doesn’t visit the club all that often anymore. I never met her outside of the club as she only plays where she’s comfortable. I will be visiting Club Poizon on 31/12/12 for a New Years Eve swingers party and my next story will definitely detail my experiences which I’m hoping will be with a married couple or a threesome with me and 2 chicks.



Hope you enjoyed as this was my first attempt at writing erotic literature.

This story is my gift to you. I hope others enjoy it too, but this is for you. Happy first Valentine’s Day.



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As I drive to your house I think about our lives. Both new members of the single parent club, it is hard for us to find time to be alone together but we always do. You don’t live that far away, but when my pussy is wet and throbbing as I think of you it seems like I will never get there. Finally, I turn off the main road and am that much closer to you. The road turns to dirt and through the field and trees I see the back of your property where you took me to look at shooting stars. I don’t remember if we saw any but I do remember it ended with me sucking your cock…a common ending to our visits.



I see the back deck where you wiped my tears away and danced with me the night I thought I lost you. The pool that I always convince you is warmer than it really is. I even managed to talk our freaky fun-time friends into the chilly pool one moonlit night. You always joke you won’t believe me next time but you always get in. Maybe its because I prefer to swim naked and my cold wet body against yours in the summer heat is irresistible.



As I pull in the driveway I see your cabin, your hideaway. That was before me. It has now turned into the place where you asked me to get on my knees as you stood above me stroking your hard cock. I sat there watching it glisten with pre cum as you grew closer to an orgasm. I stayed just as you asked me to, on my knees, mouth open, tongue cupped waiting to catch all of your seed. As you shot your load into my mouth and onto my cheek I stayed perfectly still. I didn’t want to miss a drop. I kept my mouth open so you could see how full I was of your cum. Waiting for your say so, I closed my mouth and swallowed it all. Even using my finger to scoop up the cum on my cheek and swallow that too. I stayed on my knees to show you my empty mouth like the good cum slut I am. You love my naughty cum obsession.



I am just dying inside thinking about you. I walk in the door and there you stand. You turn to look and me and I am caught in your eyes. You smile that beautiful smile at me. The one that makes the corner of your eyes crinkle. We walk towards each other, you put your arm around my waist and pull me close to kiss me. “I missed you” you whisper as your lips touch mine. I feel like if you weren’t holding on to me I would melt onto the floor.



I love how your kiss goes from a soft kiss, to a passionate kiss. You are pulling me closer to you. I can feel your cock hardening. I reach down and can feel how you want me to let you free. You kiss my neck and push me back against the table you bought with your ex wife as you kiss all over my neck. You unbutton my cardigan just a couple buttons and kiss my milky white cleavage. You make my nipples stand right out straight. You step back and pull my shirt off. You resume paying attention to me covering my neck and chest with kisses. Oh, you give me goosebumps! You run your fingers through my shoulder length blonde hair and gently pull my head back. You lean forward and whisper to me, “Take off your bra.”



I like when you are a little rough. I am more than happy to respond quickly. You cup my soft white breasts in your strong masculine hands and caress them, pinching my nipples as you kiss me. “Oh, baby! You are making me so wet”, I squeal in delight. But you already know that. You have me pinned against the table. My pussy is now throbbing, “I need you in me.” I’m begging. “Please, make me cum. I need you…please.” I can’t move but you know I wouldn’t any way. I love the way you are using your erect cock to keep me still. You slowly kiss your way down my neck and chest, across my breasts, licking and sucking my nipples. I can feel my orgasm building. “Please, baby, please.” It doesn’t help. You like when I beg for your cock.



You pull me close again so you can have a whole mouth full of my soft breasts. You are making me crazy with desire. I need you. I need a release soon. You run your hands down my back, down to the soft curves of my ass. I know you well enough to know you can’t resist the need to touch my wet pussy. You need to see how wet you make me. You know how your kisses make my pussy slick with desire. I carry extra panties in my purse. Just thinking about you is enough to have to change them.



You reach down between my legs not even waiting to take my pants off. You slide your hand down into my underwear. My pussy is smooth, freshly shaven, as always. I know what you like. I am dripping wet! No surprise to you. You always tell me you have never been with someone as wet as me. I’m still embarrassed by how wet I get but you love it. You put a finger inside me and make me gasp. You slowly pull it out and then slowly slide two in and slowly pull them out. I am so close to cumming. “Please don’t stop.” “Not yet”, you tell me. You bring your fingers up to my lips and put my wet juice on them like naughty lip gloss. Then, you kiss me tasting the most delicious pussy you have ever tasted.



I love the taste of pussy! I lick your fingers and then suck on them pulling them deep into my warm mouth. Tasting myself and reminding you how I like your cock in my mouth. That’s all the reminder you need. I can feel how hard you are and you can’t resist anymore. “Take off my pants”, you say. I undo your jeans and watch your amazing cock spring out from its denim prison. I kiss you passionately stroking you. I can feel your cock already dripping waiting for me to suck you clean. I drop to my knees and kiss the tip, licking you from the head of your cock all the way down to right under your balls. I suck your balls into my mouth and stroke your cock. You are so hard.



I need you now. I need you to fuck my throat. I rub your wet balls as I take you deep in my mouth. You start pumping your hips and pushing deep. After three strokes my throat opens up and I swallow your cock. I love when you fuck my throat making me take you deep. You grab the back of my head and making me swallow your cock deeper. Your cock is so deep down my throat, I can’t breathe and yet I love it. How lucky are you? How many men have a girlfriend who loves to suck cock, loves the taste of cum and have no gag reflex. You have the trifecta of blow-jobs with me and you can’t get enough!



You pull back and I gasp for air. Taking you that deep makes my eyes water and you wipe my tears away. I love how you can be so rough with me and so gentle at the same time. I want more of your cock. With one of my hands caressing your balls and the other hand using a finger on my swollen clit I lick the insides of your thighs. I lick and kiss all around your cock. Just as you think I’m going to take you in my warm wet mouth again, I just blow on the tip. You can’t take the teasing anymore and grab my hair. You push your cock so deep in my mouth again you have me impaled on your cock. Oh, I’m a lucky lady!



I take my dripping wet fingers out of my pussy and rub gently all around your asshole. You love when I touch your ass. Do you remember how surprised you were the first time I licked your ass? You knew I liked it kinky and were happy to find out just how much. I decide it’s not enough to have your cock in my mouth and tease your ass with my finger. I slide down under your legs to stand up behind you.



I have you pushed up against the table. I grab the lube pouch out of my pocket and squeeze it into my hand. As I wrap my hand around your fantastic cock I put my tongue in your asshole. Your body shakes and you moan in sheer delight. I stroke you slowly, rubbing my thumb over the head of your cock and back down as my tongue violates your ass. You are so hard. Right as you want to cum I stop…not yet. I give you a couple seconds to make sure the urge to blow your load has passed. Then I start again. Slowly stroking your lubed cock as a squeeze my hand tight. I make a tight circle and push it down over your cock. Making you feel that pop over the head of your cock. Like when you fuck my tight ass.



You want me badly now. You are even more aggressive. You are naked now and turn around and pull me up to face you. You wipe homework and science projects of the table and turn around so I’m against the table again. You push me back on top of it. Grabbing my jeans and wet panties in one swoop you pull them both off. I am completely naked on your table. My pussy is soaking wet and swollen and I need your cock. I tilt my head back readying myself for my favorite cock. Please give it to me. Make me scream!



I feel your tongue! Oh the way you lick me. Your pussy licking is the best I’ve ever had…including all the women I’ve been with, you’re the best! I love the way your tongue feels as you lick my clit and then push on it. Over and over again… you know my body well. In the short time we have known each other you have taken the time to know how to satisfy me like no other. I am pushing back on the table so you grab my thighs and pull me back to you. I want you! I need you! With my milky white long legs wrapped around your face you know what’s about to happen. You know I am about to cum and grab a tapered candle out of the candle holder that fell to the floor. As you are still licking you push it in my pussy. I drench your face with my cum as you eagerly lap up all my sweetness.



I am recovering from that amazing orgasm and you lean over to kiss me. Mmmmm, I taste good! You stand up and smile at me. I just love your smile. The way your eyes sparkle. The light brown color that just draws me into you. I am ready for more. I need you, you know it. You put the head of your cock up to my hot pussy and push in just to the tip. I know what your doing and you know it drives me wild. You push in slowly, slowly. Taking your time and occasionally stopping. When you make your hard cock twitch inside my hot pussy it hits my g-spot and I am going to cum again.



I reach down and feel your throbbing cock separating my wet lips. Stretching them as you push your cock deep inside. When you are balls deep I scream. You know how I love feeling you pop inside my tight pussy. I keep it tight and shaved just for you. You lean forward and kiss me…I can taste my own cum still, fresh from my pussy and I love it! I love to feel your weight on me. You feel so good, your body on mine.You pull back out slowly and push back in again. I can’t take it! I grab you by the hips and pull you deep into me. “Fuck…me!” You slide me down to the edge of the table and start pounding me! “Ohhhhh, I’m cumming baby….ahhhhhh” You make me scream! You have now pushed me further back on the table by thrusting me so hard. You climb up on it so you can get in me deeper. My legs are shaking and I am exhausted but I still want more. I want you. I want your hot cum inside me.



My hands explore your body…touching your muscular arms, my fingers scratch down your back. I put my hands on your hips so I can feel every bit of you working your amazing cock into me. I am so wet, my juices are running down my ass crack. You know how wet I am and pull out.You grab my legs and put them over your shoulder…I can feel your cock pushing on my tight asshole…Oh, you know how I love that! I feel you taking my ass…oh you feel so good. You love that I am so open and willing with you, that my body is for you. My pleasure comes from your pleasure.



You push in, this time not going slow. You know your cock makes me feel full and hurts as you push in. You also know I like the reminder days later when my ass still hurts from the raw fuck you gave me! “Please, fuck my ass deep and hard.” I love when you take my ass like this because I can still see your eyes. I love to look into them as we fuck. I love how even when I watch you fuck other women you look at me. I know you are fucking them thinking about me, giving them my cock that I am nice enough to share. But your cum? That’s mine. And I take it back from whoever and wherever you put it. Other women mouth’s. Other women pussy’s.



“Can I please bring home a ass slut? I want you to fuck her ass like you fuck mine. I want you to cum in it. Then I want her to squat over my face and drip all your cum in my mouth. Please…please?” You are so amazingly sexy and I am the luckiest lady in the world. I can tell you are about to cum, because your breathing changes. You plow your cock into my tight ass and blow your load deep in me. I’ve been rubbing my clit and feeling you explode deep inside me, makes me cum again. My body is shaking from all the orgasms.



You pull your cock out and I can feel cum dripping out of my ass. I love it! You lay on top of me and push my hair up. I am covered in sweat, yours and mine. You kiss my neck. You are still on top of me but slide your arms under my body & hug me tight. I love it when you hold me like this after we are both spent, my body shaking and your warm body on mine.



You stand up and I roll over and slide down, holding on to the table to clean off your cock. I’m gentle because I know how sensitive you are after cumming. When I’m done you help me stand. I can hardly walk and my body is still shaking. You help guide me up the stairs my body still trembling. You help me into the bathroom and help me into the shower. As we stand in the shower together you wash my body for me and help me rinse off. You know I am weak after cumming so hard. You help me out and wrap a towel around me. You kiss me softly. We brush our teeth and head to your big bed. Naked of course.



In your big bed you pull me close to you. I love to sleep snuggled right next to you, my spot. I feel safe snuggled right into your chest hair your arms around me. I love to feel your heartbeat, listen to you breathe, feel the warmth of your body next to mine. You pull me closer to you, rub my hair and kiss me softly. I’ve never told you until now. Sleepily I whisper, “I love you, Rick.” I fall asleep knowing that I am yours and you are mine, always.

Dress Shopping tells of a couple, who become interested in swinging because of the wife’s infatuation with a co-worker’s cock. While shopping for a sexy dress, they meet a couple of swingers, who initiate them into the alternate lifestyle known as swinging. This is Chapter 1 of a (currently) 4 part series of how Cynthia and Francis are introduced into swinging by veteran swingers, Foxy and Larry.



The follow up Chapters 2-4, deal with the final conversion of Cynthia from a sweet innocent housewife to a complete slut (use your own imagination here). Cynthia and her husband are thrown into the deep end of the swinger’s pool and learn to sink or swim or at least swallow!



Cynthia learns the actual meaning of, “Thank you sir. May I have another?”



This story is about 75% true with the rest being fantasy from my sick mind. Most of the characters have been taken from people I have known and party’d with. I have changed the names and places to protect the guilty. If you recognize yourself in the story, then I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.



As always, this story deals with sick and perverted people and the disgusting things they do to each other and themselves. If the thought of fucking and sucking (not making love to) a total stranger makes you queasy, then stop here. Otherwise, I suggest that you take your laptop into the bathroom and lock the door.




Chapter 1 Dress Shopping (Ch 1 of 4)



Wow, in just a few weeks my life has completely changed. My name is Cynthia and I have been married for ten years to my hubby, Francis. If you would have asked me to describe us, I would have said that we were just a normal dull married couple, nothing special.



I’m about 5′-7″ with what I think is a fairly decent body, I wish my boobs were a little bigger but I guess most girls think that way. I have nice legs and my husband always tells me that I should wear shorter skirts to show them off. I’ve never wanted to do that before as people might think I’m a slut or something.



Anyway, we have been talking about our life and how things were getting kind of dull, nothing exciting ever happened to us. Our sex life always seemed to be okay and I’ve always enjoyed sex but things have started to become a little bland.



One night after sex, I was lying on his stomach playing with his dick when out of the blue he asked me, “Have you ever thought about playing with another guy’s dick and sucking it?”



I told him, “I have never thought about cheating on you.”



He said, “No, I don’t mean cheating, but have you fantasized about being with another guy instead of me when we are having sex? Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a guy with a big cock fucking your brains out?”



I said that our sex was great but I guess when I hesitated, he knew I wasn’t completely truthful.



“Come on,” he prodded me, “Out with it.”



“Well!” I said while trying to climb out this hole I had just dug for myself.



“There is this guy at work and one day when I was in his cube, I noticed the big bulge in his pants. Without thinking about it, I wondered how big his dick was and what it would be like to fuck some guy I barely knew. I could let myself go as I would not be concerned about how wild I was with someone I may never see again. What do you think it would be like to be a complete slut and nobody cared?”



Then as I held my breath waiting for my husband to explode, he surprised me by saying, “Do you really think he has a big dick and would you fuck him?”



“No,” I quickly said, “It was just a passing thought.”



Hubby had been playing with my pussy while we talked and said, “Then why are you dripping wet? I’ve got two fingers in you and there is still room for your fantasy guy’s big dick!”



I kept protesting that I hadn’t really been thinking about fucking him. My husband then said, “Out with it, I know when you are lying, tell me the truth and I will not be mad.”



I just knew that I shouldn’t admit anything but he didn’t seem mad and so I screwed up my courage and said, “Well, if you really want to know the truth. When I first saw the bulge in his pants, I was thinking about what he would say if I suddenly dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants. My pussy was getting wetter as I fantasized about what his dick would feel like in my mouth and what it would be like to suck him off. Then make him cum in my mouth.”



“You’re kidding!” my husband said, “You would really suck him off and let him cum in your mouth? You’ve never sucked me off much less let me cum in your mouth!”



I said, “It was just a fantasy and you think about things you would never do like suck a dirty dick that’s just came out of my cunt.”



My husband wouldn’t let me off the hook and said, “But you admitted you would suck his dick didn’t you?”



“Okay, I admit that I fantasized about sucking his big dick and feeling his hot hard cock slide down my throat. Then after he fucked my mouth, he pumped his load on my tongue and I swallowed every drop. God, how good his cum tasted. But wait, that’s different because it was a fantasy.”



“Why is it different?” my husband kept up. “You are lying on my stomach, stroking my dick, why don’t you put it in your mouth or at least rub the head on your lips? After all you are thinking about doing it to your cube mate. And I just heard you admit that he has a big dick!”



So I’m thinking, hubby’s dick is dirty because he’s been reaming my pussy out, but his fingers are buried in me and my brain was starting to get a little fuzzy. After all, I’ve admitted that I wanted to suck a guy’s cock from work and yet I wouldn’t put my own husband’s dick in my mouth if it was covered with my pussy and his cum.



So I scooted a little further down his stomach until his slowly deflating dick was right in front of my face. I brought his dick up close to my nose and took a whiff. It didn’t smell bad, mainly pussy juice and cum. It was kind of a turn on to think I’m fixing to suck a guy’s dick, who has just fucked my brains out after I quit thinking that good girls don’t do that.



My husband asked me, “What’s the guy’s name?”



And without thinking I said, “Lynn.”



Then my husband said, “Cynthia, I’ve been watching you at work and you really turn me on. I have to be careful when you are around as my dick is always hard and I try to hide it from you.”



“Francis,” I said, “What are you talking about?”



“Cynthia,” my husband said, “My name is Lynn and I wish you would call me that instead of your husband’s name. You’ve been giving me blow jobs for a few weeks now and what would it hurt to call me by my name?”



Then I realized that hubby was pretending to be my friend at work and was doing a really good job with my pussy. I don’t know how many fingers he had in but I felt so full and was starting to cum over and over. Francis knew how to work my G-Spot and I loved having him rub it with his fingers. Every time I came, I could feel my pussy cum gush out all over his fingers and down my legs.



“I’m sorry Lynn,” I said, “But I’m just afraid that when my husband fucks me, I’m going to accidentally call him your name.”



He replied, “We can solve that. I’ve know a girl that would be perfect for your husband. She has a body your husband is going to love and is a classic nympho. I’ll fix them up and he will not be able to complain about us fucking because she will not let him up for air much less talking.”



Then he said, “Why are we talking about your husband when my big dick is right in front of your face and is getting lonely?”



I’m thinking to myself, I’m a slut but funny now that ‘slut’ doesn’t sound that bad and was actually starting to sound pretty good. His dick was back at full mast and standing in front of my face. He must not be that upset with me sucking Lynn’s dick, if this is what it does to him.



Then he said, “Babe, I’ve got a meeting in a few minutes and I can’t give a presentation in this condition.”



So I told him, “Well there is the girl from accounting that is always looking at your ass and I’m sure she will not mind taking care of you.”



Then he said, “You know how much I like you sucking my dick and you always look so cute with cum running out the sides of your mouth. It will only take a few minutes and you know that I love the feeling when you suck the cum out of my dick.”



At this point, I figured why not give it a try as my husband was pretending to be a guy that I was hot for and seemed to be really turned on by the thought of me fucking a guy from work and sucking his big dick.



I brought his dick over to my mouth and took a close look at it. The head was all purple, it was so hard and I could still see a light coating of pussy and cum on it. I started to wipe it off but thought, wait I’m not sucking my husband’s dick but one of the guys I work with. I know his girlfriends would not clean off the pussy and cum before putting it in their mouth. I told myself that if this was Lynn’s dick in front of me, I would have already had it buried in my throat regardless of whose pussy it had just been in.



I rubbed the hard smooth head against my lips and wiped the cum and pussy juice off on my lips. I could feel the cum covering my lips and couldn’t believe how good it felt and tasted. Why did I wait so long to do this?



I ran my thumb up the bottom of his dick and pushed out some left over cum. Without thinking, as soon as I saw the big drop of cum on the head of his dick, I licked it off and heard my husband, er Lynn moan. I started sucking the head of his dick first and then slowly let it slide down my throat.



With his dick in my mouth, all I could smell and taste was my pussy juice. I couldn’t believe how good it tasted and quickly forgot my misgivings about sucking a dirty dick. It went deep into my mouth as I tried to take the whole thing down my throat. I could feel his dick throb in my mouth as I carefully cleaned it off just in case he wanted to fuck some other slut.



I never realized how good pussy tasted and wondered what it would taste like to suck another girl’s cunt. Thinking about eating a girl’s pussy made my own pussy get so wet and hot. I could just picture one of Lynn’s girlfriend’s sucking my pussy and fucking me with her tongue as I did the same to her.



My husband was holding my head and rapidly fucking me in the mouth. At first, I gagged when it started down my throat but I tried to concentrate on relaxing my throat and taking every inch until soon I had my lips all the way to the base of his dick. If I took a quick breath when he pulled his dick out, I could keep on sucking his cock without having to pull my mouth off.



Any misgivings I had about sucking his dirty dick were quickly forgotten. I started thinking about Lynn’s friend, who was fucking my husband. I bet my husband’s dick would taste like this after he fucked her.



While sucking Lynn’s dick, I started fantasizing about what it would look like to watch my husband fucking some other slut beside me. I could just imagine how his hard dick would look sliding deep into some other girl’s pussy and I could hear her moan as his dick went home. I could tell that she was really enjoying being fucked by my husband.



I couldn’t believe how turned on I was from watching my hubby fuck some other slut. He never kissed her or did anything intimate but just pounded his dick in her wet cunt. I could see that the only thing he cared about was what her pussy felt like when it was wrapped around his hard dick. It made me feel good that hubby wasn’t in love except maybe with her cunt or mouth!



I watched his dick as it slid deep into her cunt and when he pulled it back, I could see that it was covered in her pussy juice. I licked my lips as I thought about how good it would taste. If I watched her face, I could tell when she came and without thinking about it, I started to climax at the same time as she did.



Then I saw her reach down and rub the pussy juice off my husband’s dick, while he was fucking her. She would scoop up a bunch of pussy and then put her fingers in her mouth. Watching her suck her pussy off my husband’s dick caused me to instantly come with her. The next time I’m getting fucked, I’m going to taste my pussy off the guy fucking me.



Then I thought, Lynn is fucking my wet cunt right now so without a hesitation I reached down and rubbed his dick while he fucked me. I could feel the flood of pussy juice on his dick and scooped it off his big cock. As I brought my fingers up to my face and smelled the wet cunt juice, I looked over at my husband’s fuck buddy.



She was watching me closely as I smelled my cunt covered fingers. She licked her lips as I spread the pussy juice all over my lips and tasted my cunt. Then I looked at her and smiled as I swallowed my pussy fingers and cleaned them up. The taste of pussy juice flooded my mouth and I could smell my lips.



I could feel the need deep in my cunt as I sucked off my fingers. My legs were starting to tremble as I focused on my fingers and how good they tasted. Just before I went over the edge, I could see hubby’s fuck buddy getting off while she watched me climax.



I wondered if she would mind me sucking my husband’s dick after he fucked her. While sucking his tasty dick, I pretended that he had just pulled it out of her wet cunt and rammed it into my mouth. I could taste her cunt juice and his cum from fucking her silly. Her pussy tasted so good and I wondered if it would be okay to ask hubby to fuck her a little more so I would have more pussy to suck off.



Maybe, I could suck her well fucked cunt and clean my husband’s cum out of her beautiful pussy. Then I’m going to kiss her and share the pussy and cum with her. I couldn’t believe how hot I was, thinking about my husband’s fuck buddy and how good her cunt tasted.



Funny, it didn’t make me mad that my husband was fucking some beautiful slut with long brown hair and pretty tits. I could see her wrap her legs around my husband’s neck as he buried his cock in her wet cunt. I was getting so hot and wet, watching my husband fuck some girl and I didn’t even know her name.



He had her butt lifted up off the bed and was driving his cock deep into her pussy. I could see her pussy perfectly as her lips opened up and swallowed my husband’s dick. He’s not super big but tonight, his cock looked huge!



He was kind of kneeling so he could pound his dick into her and I could see her pretty tits jiggle every time his dick slammed into her cunt. Her nipples were all shriveled up and the tips were sticking out about a half inch. If I could just reach her, I would suck her tits and kiss her. I bet that would make hubby dump a huge load into her cunt if he watched me kiss her with my pussy and cum coated lips and tongue!



She kept telling my husband to fuck her harder and how good his dick felt in her pussy. She wasn’t satisfied with him fucking her but started thrusting against him to make his cock go deeper and deeper in her wet cunt. I could see the muscles in her arms and legs tense up as she helped drive his dick deep in her juicy snatch.



I was so turned on by her talking dirty to hubby and fucking him as hard as he was fucking her. I thought to myself. “Bitch, that’s MY husband’s cock that’s driving you crazy and be thankful I let him fuck your sloppy cunt!”



I must be a slut as it was really turning me on to see my husband’s dick putting her over the moon. I could just imagine how she would describe the fucking she was getting to her girlfriends. I may have to start charging these sluts to get a little piece of Francis’ cock.



I enjoyed listening to her talk dirty to hubby and promised myself that I would talk to him like that as it was really a turn on. My pussy was overflowing with my sweet cunt juice as Lynn continued to pound his huge cock in me, while hubby made me proud by drilling Lynn’s girlfriend’s lights out.



In between telling my husband to fuck her, she is telling my husband how she is going to suck his dick and drink his cum. Then she asks my husband, “Does your wife drink cum and would I allow her to kiss me with a mouthful of my husband’s load?”



I was so hot thinking about my husband pulling his dick out of her pussy, jamming it in her mouth and filling her up with his hot sweet load. Then she was going to kiss me and let me share his load with her.



So I told her, “Slut, you better suck every drop out of his dick because you’re going to have to give me half of it. And don’t try to hide that tasty load in your mouth because I’m going to stick my tongue into your cum filled mouth and check!”



I reached behind me and grabbed Lynn’s leg to keep his dick buried in me, while I crawled over to Francis’ new fuck buddy. As I got close to her, I could tell how turned on she was from hubby pounding his rod in her. It turned me on to see her clinch up and her eyes would open wide every time Francis rammed his dick all the way to her cervix. From the expression on her face, I could tell exactly when he hit home.



Francis had never put my legs over his shoulders the way he did with Lynn’s girlfriend. It must really make his dick go deep as I could see her coming over and over as he fucked her nonstop.



When she came, her eyes would roll back into her head as she would grunt when his dick hit home. After she came, he would ease up and let her start coming down then pound her over the moon again. She never really stopped coming as it turned into one long climax.



I couldn’t believe what a turn on it was to watch hubby fuck this little slut. I loved listening to her moans and incoherent babbling as she dug her fingernails into his back and shot off on his cock.



The whole time, I’m watching him fuck her, my lover had his huge dick in my stomach. It felt like I was being fist fucked, it was so big. I tried to keep my eyes open even when I was coming but my cunt was making all my decisions for me. I was a voyeur and I needed to see his cock and what it was doing to her.



I was going to be really mad if that bitch didn’t give my husband the fucking of his life! If he wasn’t completely satisfied, then that would be the last time I let him shove his cock down her throat and split her cunt apart. She better take his dick all the way to her stomach if she knows what’s good for her!



I really should be jealous about my hubby fucking the brains out of some good looking slut, with a killer body. Then, I thought I’ve got a much bigger dick buried in my cunt hole so I guess I don’t have much room to talk. I almost burst out laughing at the irony of it, except Lynn’s big long cock had basically turned me into a drooling idiot! By this time I had no idea what was fantasy and what was real.



I started playing with her tits and watching the nipples harden and get all pointed, while hubby pounded away in her. She turned her head towards me and I leaned up and kissed her hot full lips. Her tongue quickly slipped into my mouth and I automatically started sucking it. I’m thinking I should get ready to share his hot cum. I had never kissed a girl before and suddenly I’m thinking how good it feels for me to kiss another girl and slip my tongue into her mouth.



I could hear Francis say, “Yesss . . . Kiss Her, Kiss Her!” I could feel the rhythm of his pounding increase in speed and force. Our lips together were turning him on as much as it did me and I knew that his climax was almost here. Lynn’s dick was deeper in my pussy than anyone had ever been before and I just knew it was in my stomach!



I stopped kissing my husband’s new girlfriend and told my hubby, “I want you to shoot your load into our mouths. Don’t cum in her cunt because I need to taste your cum and her pussy juice off your cock.”



I looked up at him and could see he was in heaven. Her pussy must be really nice and I wondered what it would feel like to lick it and fuck her with my tongue. Feel like hell, I wanted to suck it and taste her sweet pussy juice!

I rose up a little so I could see Lynn’s face and told him, “Lynn, pump your load into my mouth also, so I can share it with your girlfriend and Francis’ new fuck buddy. I’ve never had two guys come on my face before.”



Lynn never missed a stroke but I could tell from his face that this was turning him on also. As a hot single guy, I’m sure his dick was buried into a bunch of foxes but this was my first time and I wanted to enjoy it. Lynn’s dick was so deep in my cunt and I could feel his pounding ease up a hair. I figured that he knew my husband was really close to cumming and wanted to wait for his turn to finish in our mouths.



By this time, Francis is in rabbit-mode as he fucked his new girlfriend as fast as he could. I kept reminding him, “Mouth, not pussy! Mouth, not pussy!”



His fuck buddy took my clue and joined in with, “Cum in our mouths and on our faces. Don’t you dare shoot off in my pussy, only my mouth!”



That finished Francis off, as he frantically jerked his dick out of her wet throbbing cunt and scooted up to her face. Just as quickly, I put my face against hers with our cheeks together and our open mouths next to each other. I stuck my tongue out to get my first facial with another girl while hubby jerked off on our faces.



I heard Francis groan, “Oh god, I’m coming!”



The head of his dick is right in front of our faces and I’m intently watching the head for the first shot. Then I saw him spasm and a huge stream of cum shot right in his girlfriend’s mouth and on her lips. When he came, I came with him and licked across her lips to get some hot cum. I didn’t need to worry as the next shot out of his dick went right in my mouth and across my face! His cum tasted so good and I could imagine some of the taste included her pussy juice.



Francis went back and forth, spraying loads of cum all over our faces as we quickly slurped it up and kissed each others cum coated lips. I had never seen Francis shoot off like this and promised myself that I would always get a close up look from now on.



By now, Francis had pretty much stopped spurting cum and his girlfriend was taking his dick deep into her mouth. She looked so cute with cum all over her face and lips. I could see her cheeks suck in as she tried to pull the last drops out of my husband’s dick. She would look at me and let his dick slip out of her mouth and show me that she had cum everywhere. Cum covered her lips, tongue, teeth, and especially my husband’s dick. Then she would moan and swallow it again.



All this time, Lynn has been patiently fucking my wet cunt as he waited for us to finish taking care of my husband’s dick. But as Francis lay back with his carefully cleaned off dick, I could feel Lynn starting to ram his big cock into me deeper and faster. Every time his dick slammed into my wet cunt, I could feel his balls slap against my ass.



I told Lynn, “Give me your load. I need to drink your cum now! Don’t make us wait. Your girlfriend fucked my husband and now I want mine!”



While Lynn finished off, his girlfriend crawled on top of me and I could feel her hot tits on mine. She started kissing me and my husband’s cum was running out of her mouth into mine. She was fucking me with her tongue as I sucked cum off her lips and started coming myself over and over. I couldn’t believe how good this felt; I had a big long dick deep in my pussy and a sexy girl fucking me with her tongue.



All of a sudden, my cunt is empty as Lynn has yanked his dick out and I knew that I was fixing to get mine. Quickly, his girlfriend and I scooted together with our tongues out for our prize. Lynn misjudged a little as his first shot started on my tits and painted its way up to my mouth. But the next shot of hot cum was right in my open mouth and it tasted wonderful. I clamped my lips on the head of his dick and sucked every drop of cum out of his cock.



I couldn’t believe how good it felt to feel his cock spasm and actually feel the hot stream of cum shoot out of his dick and splash against the back of my mouth. I could feel every squirt of his dick as I let him fill my mouth up.



All the time, his girlfriend (my husband’s fuck buddy) was licking the side of his dick and cleaning cum up off my nipple and working her way up to my face. As Lynn stopped shooting, I carefully cleaned up his dick and made sure that we had every drop in our mouths.



Lynn lay down beside me, with his hard dick still sticking straight up. After a final kiss to my first girl, we looked at the guys and swallowed. The thought of two guys cum in my stomach made me come again. After a quick kiss with her, I lay down beside Lynn and held his cock while snuggling up.



I could still taste Lynn’s load in my mouth and laughed to myself that I had cheated. I didn’t swallow all the cum but left some in my mouth to play with. Now that we were all relaxed, I could concentrate on how good it tasted and felt in my mouth. All this time I had worried about what cum would taste like and now I had both cum and pussy in my mouth.



Wait a minute, I thought, this isn’t happening to me, yet. This is all a fantasy and I’m just sucking my husband’s cum and pussy coated dick. But the idea of me fucking my cube mate, while my husband fucked his girlfriend sounded better and better.



Reluctantly I slipped back into my previous fantasy and Lynn was thrusting deep into my throat. I sucked and licked his dick for all it was worth. I remembered he had a meeting and probably didn’t have time to fuck me. I didn’t care as I was getting one of the best fucks of my life, just down my throat!



All the time he had been playing with my hair and holding my head. I noticed that he was starting to push my mouth down over his dick and moaning. As he started to gasp I knew he was going to give me the best load I’ve ever had. I kept up a constant suck as I was determined to take every drop and not spill any. Maybe I’d let just enough run out of my mouth for my lover to see.



My rational mind was saying you can’t be sucking off total strangers, but my mouth and pussy were saying shut up and let me work the load of cum out of this hard cock. I was past the point of no return when I felt the first spurt of hot cum shoot out of his dick. Without thinking about it, I pulled his dick out of my mouth until just the head was in. Somehow I realized that, if his dick was down my throat, the cum was going to shoot straight to my stomach and I wouldn’t have a chance to enjoy it.



His cum just kept shooting into my mouth as I frantically sucked as hard as I could. As I sucked his spunk into my mouth, I started wondering if this girl, Lynn was going to fix my husband up with, would help me suck the load out of Lynn’s dick like she was sucking my husband’s dick.



I had completely forgotten that I was actually sucking my husband and not the guy from work. Luckily for me, my mouth was full of my husband’s cock so he couldn’t hear that I was screaming for Lynn to fuck me in the mouth instead of him.



All this time he’s pumping a huge load into my mouth, I’m coming almost continuously, time after time. If you would have told me that all it took was a load of spunk to make me cum I would have said you were crazy. Somehow I had slipped into multiple fantasies while sucking my husband’s dick and little did my husband know but that I had sucked off my work buddy instead of him!



Now my mouth was full of cum and I slowly started swallowing his dick again. As his dick slid in and out of my mouth, I slowly covered his dick with his cum and kept up a constant vacuum on his cock. As I was coming down myself, I was amazed how good cum tasted. It was a little salty and just a touch bitter but all in all it was one of the best flavors I had ever put in my mouth.



I loved licking his big cock and using my tongue to play with the cum. Now I was realizing that his cum tasted really good and I could not believe that I had waited this long to suck off my friend or my husband, I wasn’t sure whose dick I was sucking at this point.



My husband asked me how I liked sucking Lynn off and I could feel my pussy tingle at the thought of Lynn’s big dick in my mouth. I was trying to figure out how to answer a question from your husband about sucking off another guy, when he said, “Just answer the question without thinking about it!”



So I fessed up and told him, “I loved sucking Lynn’s dick and his cum tasted so good. I came over and over sucking the load out of his dick.”



Then he asked me, “How big is his dick?”



I told him, “It was so big around I could just barely get it into my mouth and when he pushed it all the way in, it went down my throat.”



Then amazed, he asked, “Did you gag or did you take the whole thing?”



“I started to but forced myself to take it.”



He wanted to know how it tasted and I said wonderful. I told him that Lynn had already fucked his girlfriend and I had to suck her pussy juice and his cum off his dick.



Hubby was amazed that for the first time in my life I had tasted another girl and my cube mate’s load. Hubby also wanted to know if he fucked me and I said, “No, he had a meeting and there wasn’t time, so I just sucked him off and then made out with his girlfriend. She and I shared her pussy and his cum then I fucked her with my tongue.”



He asked me when I was going to fuck him again and I told him just as soon as I could. I then told him that Lynn wanted his girlfriend to fuck my husband so he wouldn’t get upset about me fucking him.



Hubby surprised me by saying that I could fuck Lynn anytime I wanted and that he would not get jealous.



By this time, I was starting to think straight again and said, “Wait a minute, I didn’t fuck Lynn, this was all a fantasy!”



My husband said, “Yeah I know, but you gave me the best blow job I’ve ever had and I have never got off so hard in a girl’s mouth before! I know that you were sucking him off, when I came in your mouth but I didn’t care. The way you cleaned my, that is Lynn’s dick up really blew my mind.”



I said, “You are not mad at me because I was fantasy fucking another guy and his girlfriend?”



He said, “I don’t care who you fuck if you continue to suck me off the way you did. If it will help then I’ll change my name to Lynn!”



I said, “Don’t worry, from now on you are going to get the best blow jobs you’ve ever had as long as I get to fuck Lynn and his girlfriend!”



After that, our sex life took a real turn for the better. We started role playing and pretending that we were fucking other people in addition to our normal sex. As long as we still loved each other, what could it hurt?



I really liked my pretend gang bangs. Francis would pretend to be different guys with different voices when he fucked me. Then he would wear one of my wigs while sucking my well fucked cunt. That way I could play with her hair while she ate me out.



Anyway this is a long lead in to what my story is. After we started role playing, we decided that I needed sexier clothes as my husband liked me to be the center of attention when we went into a bar or dance place. I was finally realizing that my husband loved me to look sexy and have other guys pay attention to me.



If I was out picking up guys and girls, then I needed to dress like a slut. When I told my husband that I wanted to be a slut, I thought he was going to fuck me again!



I had heard of this store that had a lot of really sexy clothes. Not cheap looking but expensive slut as my husband called me. One Saturday afternoon, we drove to the shopping center and went into the store.



I couldn’t believe the outfits they sold; most didn’t have a back or front or both. I had never seen so many sexy outfits. My husband had a hard on the instant we walked into the store thinking about me in those slutty outfits with my tits hanging out.



This was the first time hubby had ever shown any interest in helping me pick out clothes. He kept telling me that this dress was sexy and to put that one back as it didn’t show off my tits or legs enough!



We finally picked out several hot dresses to try on. My husband said he would sit in the chair outside the dressing room with this other guy, obviously waiting for his wife or girlfriend.



I went in and tried on the first dress, which was almost knee length but was slit all the way up to the waist. The top was kind of a halter style but with virtually no back or sides. I never realized this dress would show so much skin and was going to put it back but then I thought the whole reason to come here was to look sexy and I ought to let my husband decide if it’s too much or not.



The way the dress was made, I could not wear a bra or panties but what the hell, I’m a slut and that’s what sluts do, right?



So removing my bra and panties, I slipped this dress on and looked at myself in the mirror. God, I was gorgeous and looked like one of those movie stars you see in Hollywood or maybe a porn star. I spun around and just as I suspected, the dress slit opened all the way to my waist and you could see my bush when I moved. Well, my husband wanted a sexy wife and he was fixing to get one, whether he wanted me this hot or not.



I couldn’t believe the difference this dress made in me and how aroused I was. I slipped on a pair of heels that I had grabbed on the way into the dressing room and strutted out to see if hubby would give me a thumbs up or down. I knew my fantasy fucker, Lynn, would love the outfit but it might be too much for hubby. I knew if Lynn had taken me shopping he would probably be fucking me in the dressing room right now but hopefully I didn’t push hubby over the edge.



As I came out of the dressing room, I could feel my dress parting every time I took a step and letting my leg show all the way up. I felt so hot knowing that my pussy was continuously on display as the dress would open all the way to my waist with my leg out.



Hopefully my wet pussy didn’t mess up my dress. I knew that I was going to be seriously fucked tonight and hoped that Lynn brought some of his big dick friends along to take over when he finished with me. Or maybe they could all take me at the same time. I felt the electricity shoot straight down to my pussy as I tried to imagine what it would be like to be gang banged.



“Wham, bam, thank, you ma’am,” had a whole different meaning now!



I wondered if they would wait their turn or all want to fuck me at the same time. I’m thinking to myself, how many guys could I satisfy at the same time? Would they just take turns with my holes and one guy would pull his dick out of my wet pussy and shove it into my mouth and make me clean it off.



As soon as I was finishing one guy off, another would take his place and start reaming out my cunt. Or maybe I would have three guys fucking me at the same time in every hole. I could feel pussy running down my legs as I thought about the possibilities.



I’m starting to have all these fantasizes as I walked out of the dressing room while deciding which guy would get which hole. I would want Lynn to be first in my ass for sure!



When I walked into the waiting area, there was Francis sitting there with a guy who looked exactly like my fantasy fucker, Lynn. Tall with dark hair and eyes, he looked just like the guy I’ve been fucking in my fantasies. He kind of looked like the young Elvis, with that sexy bedroom look. God, I was in love again!



My husband looked up and saw me with pretty much everything hanging out, his mouth dropped open and he just stared at me. I looked at him and gave a little spin around so he could get the full effect. I could feel both sets of eyes caressing my body as I spun around, knowing full well that both my husband and the stranger next to him were getting a full shot of my dripping pussy as I was wearing absolutely nothing under my dress!



I was a little embarrassed about the guy, next to my husband, seeing me in this dress. As I glanced at him, I couldn’t believe that he looked so much like the guy I had been fucking in my dreams. I quickly pushed any hesitation away as I felt my pussy getting wetter.



This handsome guy was looking at me with those bedroom eyes of his and I knew he was checking me out completely. It was funny as he didn’t seem like a weirdo or anything, I could tell that he was enjoying the show I was putting on.



Hubby was still sitting there with his mouth open as he had never seen me in such an outfit. With the slit open to my waist there was no doubt that I didn’t have anything on underneath and my tits were threatening to spill out of the little halter top or my rock hard nipples might poke holes in the top.



I leaned over and gave Francis a little kiss as I knew that it would make my top gap open so the guy next to him could get a good look at my tits. I could feel my nipples pop to attention as his eyes caressed my jugs. I sucked my stomach in and pushed those puppies out for inspection.



I was such a slut but I didn’t care. This guy had no idea who we were and it made me feel so good for him to appreciate how hot I looked. My fantasies were already in high gear and now I could completely picture this guy fucking my brains out.



He finally spoke up and said, “Sorry, but your husband seems to be at a loss for words, so I’ll tell you for both of us that you are one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in that dress. I vote for you to take it home.”



I countered with, “I know, I love the way it looks and feels, but it’s a lot of money for a dress that I can’t really wear out as it is so skimpy. I’m not sure everyone is going to like looking at my pussy or tits.”



Did I really just say that to a total stranger?



“Nonsense,” he said, “I’ll take you both to places where you can show off that beautiful body of yours in style. There will be other women there who are wearing the same type of clothes so you will not be uncomfortable. Plus, if it is too much money for you, it would be my pleasure to buy it for you.”



“I don’t know if my husband would approve of you buying me clothes but that makes me feel good to have you say that.” The whole time, I could feel how wet I was becoming and I hoped he didn’t notice, or at least didn’t mind. “Do you really think I look good in this dress?”



“Sweet-thing you are good enough to eat and I would love to take you out on the town and show you off if your husband is too crazy not to.”



About that time, I looked over and a tall kinky haired brunette strutted out of the dressing room in a little outfit that kind of looked like a school girl outfit with a really short miniskirt and almost see through top.



I could see her nipples plainly through the top and boy they looked good!



I looked again at her nipples and could see that she had nipple rings with a woven gold chain between her rings. I had never seen a girl in real life with nipple rings. I wondered to myself what it would be like to suck a girl’s tits and play with her nipple rings with my tongue.



Her tits were perfectly shaped, not super big but nice size and very firm. They stuck straight out from her chest and looked real and not store bought. They had just a slight ski slope curve on the top and perfectly rounded from the bottom up to her nipples. I had read that the ski slope is one of the clues to natural tits.



Her areolas were light brown, perfectly round, and probably stuck out a quarter inch from her breast with prominent nipples. I think her nipples were what they called ‘Puffies’. But the rings through her nipples made me weak in the knees to look at. I must be turning into a lezzy as all I could think about was sucking her tits and running my tongue through her nipple rings.



She had black spike heels with little white socks and obviously no nylons on, just tanned skin on those long sexy legs. Her legs looked like she was an athlete with really toned skin and muscular thighs. She had curly hair about shoulder length and wore it all bushed out and reminded me of a porn star. I know if you had a hundred guys guess her profession, most would say porn star.

I thought to myself, we are in trouble now because I’m sure she heard her husband talking about how beautiful and sexy I was. But to my surprise, she said, “Baby, you are so right, this one is a hottie for sure. The biggest problem you’re going to have is fighting me for her, because I want first dibs.”



I couldn’t believe it, her husband was trying to pick me up and she seemed all for it. From what she was saying, I think she was interested in me also. Maybe she was a porn star?



My husband was now staring at this guy’s wife and I’m thinking if he’s not careful, we’ll have to hospitalize him. He seemed positively catatonic.



The guy’s wife strolls over to my husband and stops directly in front of him. She picks one long sexy leg up and plants her foot right on my husband’s leg with her heel on the bulge in his pants. She was pressing her heel into his dick with those fuck me shoes.



I realized that from his perspective, he is looking right up her dress and as I start to kick him, she says, “Would you please buckle the strap on my shoe for me?” Then gives him such a sweet sexy smile as if she didn’t know that her pussy was on display.



In an instant, hubby is fumbling with her buckle while she has her crotch right in his face. “Do you need some help?” she asks and puts her hand on the back of his head and pulls him closer. “Let me make it easier for you to see,” and lifts up the front of her skirt a little to make sure that he can get a good look at her pussy.



Why am I not shocked that she doesn’t have any panties on and her pussy is as bald as a baby’s butt. By this time, my husband’s nose is in her pussy and she is starting to rub her pussy lips all over his face. All the time, she is holding his mouth against her pussy and running her fingers through his hair. Like he would try to get away from her!



I’m watching my husband and he is actually licking and sucking her pussy right here in the store. Luckily there is no one close to the dressing room to see us but this could change in an instant.



I am so glad that we have been playing pretend swap games when we have sex. I think that prepared me for seeing my husband suck a strange girl’s pussy and I didn’t create a scene. In fact, it really turned me on to watch hubby suck another girl’s cunt. I could see that his nose was actually inside her pussy as her lips were on either side of his nose.



I could feel my juice running down my leg. I should be mad but instead I was so hot and so close to coming, it was all I could do to keep my fingers out of my wet pussy.



I look at the girl and she is starting to tremble and I can see her legs start to twitch as she begins to hump my husband’s face. I have never seen my husband eat pussy like that and his face is almost completely wet with her juices as he wildly continues to lick and suck her pussy while she humps his mouth.



Her husband breaks into my fantasy thoughts and tells me that I need to hold her because sometimes she kind of passes out if she has a really strong climax. I step behind her and wrap my arms around her and without thinking grab both of her breasts to hold her up.



Her tits are so firm and the nipples feel so good, I can feel more pussy running down my leg. I’ve never felt a girl’s tits before and now I see why my husband loves to play with them. It is so erotic and I teased her nipples until they were hard and poking way out.



Then I started slowly twisting them and she began to moan and rub her pussy harder against my husband’s face. I put a finger in each nipple ring and carefully tugged them out to stretch her nipples out away from her tits. When I did that, I felt her gasp and let out a deep moan.



Then to my surprise, she twisted around and planted her full lips against mine. Her lips were so soft and felt like warm butter against mine. I automatically opened my mouth and her tongue quickly darted inside. As I sucked on her tongue and kissed her, I could feel her coming as she spasmed all over.



I opened my eyes and looked at her and the only thing I could see was the whites of her eyes as they had completely rolled up in her head. I’m glad her husband warned me because I would have thought she was having a seizure.



I looked down and she had both hands wrapped around my husband’s head as she came in his mouth and ground her pussy against his face. Her fingers were inner twined in his hair and he couldn’t have gotten away if he tried. Well not that he would try anyway!



As she slowly stopped bucking against hubby’s face and calmed down, I looked over at her husband to see how he had reacted. He was just sitting there with his cute little smile on his face and didn’t seem to be the least bit upset that my husband had just sucked his wife off in a dress store.



I wasn’t sure if it was okay to keep on playing with her tits but they felt so good, I just couldn’t stop. I guess if my husband can suck her off then I should be able to play with her tits. Now I could see why girls like other girls, they are so soft and feel so good.



I’m starting to think about getting my nipples pierced and wearing a chain between them like this girl had. I could just imagine the looks you got when you had a low cut blouse on and there was a chain running from tit to tit.



I hoped that I would get a chance to ask her where she had her nipples pierced. I didn’t think you could just go to one of those little booths at the mall. The thought of asking a little high school girl if she could pierce my nipples, made me giggle. I think I’m really starting to loose it!



My husband sat back a little bit and I could see pussy juice all over his face. He was flushed and I wouldn’t have been surprised if he didn’t cum in his pants during this little love-in at the dress store. He looked cute sitting there and absent mindedly licking the pussy off his lips.



Then the guy’s wife leaned over and kissed my husband. I could see her tongue working his lips and licking the pussy off his face. He opened his mouth and I could see her tongue going deep as she looked for more pussy juice. Amazingly, I wasn’t jealous as I knew she was just turned on by the playing and didn’t have any feelings for my husband. After all we had only known them for about five minutes or so.



After cleaning up my husband, she turned and put her arms around my neck with her tits against mine. Her nipples were like two hot marbles burning their way into my tits. Her lips were all shiny and I knew it wasn’t lip gloss unless they had started bottling pussy juice.



She looked me in the eyes and slowly leaned in to kiss me. When our lips met, I could taste pussy on her lips. Her tongue slid in my mouth and I thought this tastes a lot like my husband’s dick when I suck him after we fuck. Anybody could have walked in or the building could have collapsed and I would have never known it. As I stood there sucking her tongue and playing with her tits, I was so close to climaxing and my pussy felt like a river with all of my juice running out.



She ran her hand in the slit of my dress and started rubbing me. I automatically spread my legs so she could have anything she wanted. I could feel her fingers working their way past the lips of my cunt and went deep in my pussy. I squeezed her fingers with my pussy muscles and said thank heaven for Kegel exercises.



What am I doing I thought, I’m a nice girl and nice girls don’t let strange women come on their husband’s face and finger fuck their wives. No, I said to myself, I’m a slut and I love it. Right then I would have fucked every guy and girl in the store without a minute’s hesitation.



She kept kissing me and jamming more fingers in my hole. I was quickly going over the top and I realized that her tongue was in sync with her fingers. When she shoved her tongue in my mouth, she would also jam her fingers deep in my cunt. I could hear my pussy making squishy noises and hoped that it didn’t turn her off.



She stopped kissing me and looked me right in the eyes, then she said, “Come for me, I want to watch you come and feel your come on my fingers just like I came in your husband’s mouth!”



That’s all it took and I tried to keep eye contact while I had the biggest climax I had ever had. I must be getting like her as I think I lost it for a minute and when I came to she was continuing to slowly finger fuck my wet hole and look me in the eye. She gave me a nice soft kiss and slowly slid her fingers out of my cunt.



She held her fingers up between us and we both looked at all the pussy juice on her hand. From how high her hand was wet, I figured I had come close to being fist fucked. She smelled her fingers and then started sucking the pussy off her fingers. It looked so good, that I quickly joined her and we cleaned up her hand and fingers together.



When we had gotten all the pussy off, I took the initiative and gave her a deep soul kiss. I drove my tongue as deep as I could get it and listened to her moan as I kissed her and fucked her with my tongue. She put her hands inside my top and started playing with my tits. It felt so good; I could see why she liked me to play with her tits. I just wished I had nipple rings for her to pull.



After a few minutes, we stopped pretty much everything and just held each other tit to tit. My husband was starting to come back to earth about this time. Just then a sales girl came through and looked at us funny. I think she could smell the sex and said that she was sorry to interrupt but the store was closing.



Her husband insisted on buying my dress on the condition that I wear it tonight. So I packed my original outfit in a bag and he paid for my dress and his wife’s little school girl outfit.



His wife and I made two drop dead gorgeous sluts, look out world!



On top of everything else, I found out his name was Larry which was pretty close to Lynn, so I guess this was all meant to be. His wife’s nickname was Foxy and she was certainly that.



As we left the store, he said, “Why don’t we go to the Hideaway Lounge and have a drink. It is near by and perfect for you two girls to show off your new outfits.”



I quickly said yes for both of us. I started to say, “If you want to ass fuck me in the middle of the mall, that’s okay with me too.” But I managed to keep my mouth shut. There were so many emotions and fantasies going through my mind. I could not believe how excited I felt and my thoughts were running wild.



So I told myself, this must be what swingers do and so far it was fantastic. I have never been so horny in my life! I had to pinch myself to be sure this wasn’t all a fantasy. I could never fantasize something better than had just happened in real life!



As we left the mall to the envious eyes of every guy there, I couldn’t believe how hot I was. Foxy and I were walking arm in arm. She kept slipping her hand in my top to give my nipples a little twist and I know people could see her but I didn’t care if she took my top off.



I know that I, former shy housewife, should be embarrassed by our slutty behavior but like Foxy it didn’t bother me a bit. Foxy helped by telling me, “Keep those tits pushed out for everyone to see.”



When we walked out into the parking lot, Larry said, “Why don’t you go with me and Foxy will ride with your husband. That way if we get separated, she knows where the club is.”



With that she asked my husband to show her the car and off they went.



Larry took me over to a little Elkhart Green Corvette convertible sports car, with huge tires and exhaust that ran down the side. It looked fast and expensive, just like Larry. He opened the car door for me to get in. I thought how am I going to get into this car which sits on the ground without letting him get a good shot of my pussy?



“Cynthia,” I told myself, “Your husband has just sucked off his wife and watched his wife finger fuck you in the store, why suddenly get shy?” So basically I backed into the seat with my legs still pointed out towards him. I pulled my dress way up and made sure that my legs were far apart so he could see everything he wanted. I could feel his eyes caressing my pussy and slowly slid in the car after giving him a good show.



As we were driving out of the parking lot, I saw our car up ahead. There was only my husband in the car. I immediately thought to myself, the best night of my life and my idiot husband has somehow lost his wife! I told Larry to get up beside them as he has somehow forgotten his wife.



We pulled alongside and I looked over at my husband, who had a stupid look on his face.



Larry said, “I don’t think he has lost Foxy.” Then I could see this brown mass of hair as she bobbed up and down in his lap. His wife was sucking my husband’s dick! I could see her head pop up a little until she took his dick back down her throat. Larry didn’t seem to mind that his wife was sucking my husband’s cock.



I thought I should suck Larry’s dick also but didn’t know if I could. Larry could tell that I was unsure and told me just to relax and enjoy myself. He said I need to move at my own pace and not feel pressured by anyone. It made me feel so good that he understood and I snuggled up next to him and started rubbing his dick through his pants. He told me that wasn’t necessary but I told him that I wanted to.



His dick kept getting bigger and bigger and I just had to see it, so I unzipped his pants and eased his dick out. It was probably at least 8 inches long and really thick. He had his arm around me and my head was lying on his chest so I could look right down at his dick. I played with it and my fingers would just barely go around it. His dick was so hot and felt so good in my hand as I slowly stroked it up and down.



The head of his cock was so hard it was all shiny and purple in color. I couldn’t believe how big the head was and I could feel the veins on his dick as I stroked it. It was really neat, knowing that I didn’t have to do anything except what I wanted. I thought my pussy was wet before but playing with his big cock turned me into a flood.



I’m thinking that we’ve been playing swinger games for a few weeks and in the space of a few minutes, they seem to be coming true. I’ve seen his wife suck my husband’s cock and now I’ve got his dick right in front of my face. I just knew that Larry was going to fuck my brains out with this monster of his. Hopefully, Francis will deal with this without bitching as my resistance was now in negative numbers.



While I was playing with it, I noticed a drop of pre-cum on the head of his dick. Without a moment’s thought, I dropped down into his lap and licked the pre-cum off his dick. Then I took his dick deep into my mouth. As soon as his dick slid into my mouth, I started to come. I had never done that before but the thought of a total stranger’s big dick in my mouth made me lose all control.



As my climax pulsed through my body, I took Larry’s cock deep in my mouth until I gagged. With my tongue, I rapidly licked the shaft while sucking as hard as I could. All my hesitation was gone now, as all I could think about was the taste of his cum. I was fixing to drain every drop out of his dick and then I was going to kiss his wife and let her taste his cum in my mouth. I couldn’t believe how good his dick felt in my mouth as I licked the head and swallowed it.



The thought of us kissing and sharing each others husband’s load pushed me over the top again. I felt Larry’s fingers in my hair as he played with me while I came again. I kept up sucking Larry until I finally realized the car was stopped.



I looked around and there was my husband and Larry’s wife watching me suck dick. I gave Larry’s dick another quick suck and told him that he would have to wait but I would finish him later.



I got out of the car and walked over to my husband. I could tell from the look on his face that he wasn’t sure if he was in trouble or not. He was checking my mouth and face out, probably trying to figure out if I sucked Larry off. I knew he was worried that I would be pissed when I found out that Foxy was sucking his dick in the car.



“Oh, sweetie don’t worry,” I said. “I know Foxy sucked you off in the car. You probably didn’t realize it but we were sitting at the light next to you when you came in her mouth.”



“Are you sure that it is okay as we didn’t talk about this and she really didn’t give me a chance to protest.”



“Oh, give me a break! I could see how much of a protest you put up. You were in her mouth before you drove out of the parking lot.”



“But it doesn’t look like you finished Larry off and I thought you were hot for him.”



“Don’t worry,” I said, “I was working his dick for all it was worth and I would have gladly sucked every drop of cum out of his dick, if he would have given it to me. If he’s that hard to suck off, think how long he is going to fuck me while you are nailing his wife.”



I could see from his expression that he realized I was not going to bitch about him sticking his dick into that gorgeous woman. “Besides,” I added, “I’m planning on fucking her brains out also, so you better get a place in line if you want some of that.”



I could see the relief wash over his face when he realized I wasn’t going to read him the riot act about his BJ and he seemed to take it okay as he realized that his sweet little innocent wife was going to have her legs up in the air while getting reamed out by a big cock. So far I hadn’t broken the news to him that none of my holes was going to be off-limits for Larry’s dick.



“I’m planning on getting seriously fucked by Larry’s big cock and so you better eat your Wheaties so you can entertain Foxy while I’m getting the dicking of my life. Don’t worry, I still love you but I’m planning on being sore and walking bowlegged for a few days after Larry finishes with me. I think you are going to be surprised when you see his dick and how much trouble I have getting it all in my mouth much less my cunt.”



Larry’s wife walked over and I could tell that she had watched our little interaction and was probably wondering how I reacted to her sucking off hubby. When she saw the little grin on my face, she leaned over and kissed me as she was 3 or 4 inches taller than me even though I had stripper heels on also. I could still taste my husband’s load in her mouth and she still had his cum on her face.



She looked so good with traces of hubby’s load on her face. I just couldn’t resist licking the rest of the left over cum off her face.



She asked if I was okay with this, realizing that we had not had a lot of experience in the party scene. For an answer, I put my arms around her neck and pulled those tits against me and felt the two hot spots where her nipples were burning into my jugs. I was ready to come on the spot as I kissed her and continued to lick cum off of her lips. “Foxy,” I said, “If it involves your gorgeous body or your husband’s big cock, I’m ready to go.”



I kept on sucking her tongue to get every drop of my husband’s cum off her tongue and licking her lips, she tasted so good. My pussy was beginning to melt as she felt me up in the parking lot where anyone could see us.



Leaning over, she whispered in my ear that she loved sucking my husband’s dick and that I was really lucky to have him fucking me all the time. She told me not to worry about Larry not coming as he is really hard to get off. She said that he will make up for it by fucking me silly and never losing his hard on. I was so turned on by this and didn’t know if I would be able to wait for Larry to fuck me with that big dick of his.



“Larry has a great dick, and I guarantee that he will be the best fuck of your life. If your husband feels the least bit inadequate don’t tell him everything and make him feel bad. If Larry’s dick doesn’t ring all your bells, I’ll suck your tasty little pussy until you cum all over yourself.”



I replied, “Don’t worry, I’ve already told my husband that Larry is going to fuck my brains out with that big cock of his.”

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