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The next morning when I awoke, all I saw was beautiful, naked bodies strewn around in all manners of collapse. I walked outside and Mike was sitting at the picnic table sipping a coffee.



“Coffee’s on,” Mike said, “Lets go get you one.”



“Even though they are all unconscious, they all looked totally delicious, don’t they?” I commented.



“Have you noticed how satisfied the guys cocks look? Passed out and laying there naked, their cocks look so wonderful. I swear they are smiling,” Mike smirked.



I looked at him and asked, “Do you enjoy cock too Mike?” He looked at me, grinned broadly and nodded affirmatively.



“Damn, I am glad to hear that. My mouth has been watering trying to figure out how I could get my lips around your hot cock myself,” I exclaimed.



He told me he figured I did too because no couple could be as hot as we were without me having had a cock or two in my mouth.



I laughed. “Does Tracy know?”



“She loves watching me with a nice one in my mouth, and elsewhere.”



I told him Connie simply loves watching me too. She gets so hot, she can cum just watching.



“I wish these guys were, can you imagine the fun we’d have. The girls are all bi and now we’ve got them turned on to anal and double penetration. Do you think it would freak them out?” I asked.



“Don’t know,” Mike stated. “Well, we’ve got some of the guys awake, better go and see who needs coffee.”



“No matter what Mike, before you leave, I want some of that cock…okay?”



“I can’t wait…and I want yours too.”



We opened the door of his coach and yelled to the guys, “Who wants coffee?”



They staggered over and climbed inside. “How is everyone this morning?



They grinned and said last night was the greatest night of their life. I laughed and said “Oh hell, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”



“How long have you guys known each other,” I asked.



They replied that they have known each other for many, many years.



“I wondered because you didn’t seem to be uncomfortable with each others nakedness. When we first met you on the road, you had no qualms getting naked in front of each other.”



They told me that they had seen each other naked many times, in gym class and elsewhere. I asked them where elsewhere was.



Bob explained that one of their fathers had a stash of x-rated DVD’s and they had been jerking off to them for a few years. They said they were really hot and they loved to get together and jack off together to them.



I asked them, “Have you ever touched each others cocks.”



There was a stunned silence and the young guys all turned red. Finally, Phil admitted,”We have jerked each other off.”



“Did you enjoy having another guys hand on your cocks?” They all nodded that it was so very hot.



By now, Mike and I noticed that all four had raging hardons.



“Have you taken it any further guys? I mean have any of you tasted each others cum? What about sucking each others cocks?”



They stammered no when Mike inquired why they all had hardons right now? They just looked at us but it seemed they were afraid to say anything.



“Gary, they all have gorgeous, hot hardons right now. I bet they all have wanted to get their cocks sucked by their friends. What do you think?”



“I agree, from the looks of their boxers, I know it.”



“Well guys…are we right?”



They look sheepishly at one another but they all nod in agreement.



Get your shorts off guys….Mike and I want to show you something.



They stood and their boxers fall to the floor. Four magnificent rigid cocks sprang out, standing proud and hard. Mike and I got naked and our cocks join in. I look at Mike and he is licking his lips as am I.



I take my hand and grabbed Mike’s cock and point at the delicious mound of precum that was leaking from his terrific cock. “Do you see this…it is called precum. Have any of you ever tasted this? It is delicious. Well…have you?”



They all nodded that they have but said they had never tasted anyone elses.



I asked, “Would you like to taste it now?” They said they did.



I told them we’d would show them and sank to my knees. The tip of my tongue swirled over the tip of Mikes fine cock.



The sight of this made their cocks harder than ever before.



They were all leaking huge amounts of precum. Eyes were wide open in amazement as my tongue and lips covered the tip of Mikes hard, hot cock. My hands caressed his swollen ball sac as I gently licked and sucked the sweet precum from his fine cock.



I looked at the guys and they were all stroking their hot cocks. “Fuck, that is so hot!” they exclaimed.



“Try it guys. Lean over and lick the tip of each others cock. Taste their sweet precum, I know you are going to love it.”



They look at each other, first Jim then Randy leaned over and Mike and I told them exactly what to do.



Jim leaned into Phil and Randy bent over to Bob. The sounds of soft moans wafted into the air as they each took turns extracting the sweet clear liquid from the tip of each others cock.



When the precum was gone, they sat up. They each had a smile on their faces and told us that they each had secretly wanted to try that for a long time.



We told them that was just the beginning. I took Mikes cock again and ran my hands all over it. They watched as my hands caressed his cock. I took his cock and with my index finger, I placed it just under the head and held his cock tight to his stomach, fully exposing the soft, sensitive underside of his hard cock.



I got back down on my knees and licked Mikes balls. My tongue lavished pleasure to him as I lifted his balls and swirled my tongue around and over his tight sack. As I moved up and his rigid shaft met my mouth and tongue, they watched as my tongue flattened and I began long strokes up the underside of his cock bringing him as much pleasure as possible. The guys watched in amazement as Mike’s cock responded to my tongue. I took my finger away from the tip and his engorged dick sprang into my waiting face.



The look on the guys faces told me they knew what was coming as I opened my mouth and took Mikes delicious cock into my mouth. Mike began to slowly fuck my hot mouth as my tongue swirled along the sensitive underside. The guys sat there in amazement, stroking each other as they watched me suck Mike deeper and deeper into my mouth.



“This is so fucking amazing!” Jim gasped.



“Watch this,” Mike stated as he felt himself hit the back of my throat. The guys saw that about three inches of his cock was still not in my mouth. “My cock is at the back of Gary’s mouth. It can’t go in any farther, can it?”



I grabbed his ass and relaxed and opened my throat. Mikes cock began to sink fully into my throat.



“Holy Fuck!”, they exclaim as my lips are tight into Mikes pubes. “That is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!”



“If you think it is hot, you have no idea until it is you doing it to your buddies!”, Mike exclaimed. “Cocksucking, like fucking and eating pussy properly, is an art form and I can tell you this, Gary is an artist.”



Mikes cock is still in my mouth as he continues telling the guys how good it is and that if they are going to be really please their women, they need to know how to do this properly because many women really get turned on by it.



I pull Mikes cock from my throat and look at the guys. “Well, what do you think?”



The guys agreed that it was smokin hot.



I ask them if they want to try it. They are already stroking each other and they laugh, “Hell yes”.



“If you do exactly what I did to Mike, to your buddies and they do it to you that way, you will all thoroughly learn to love the taste and texture of any hot cock.” I told them. “Now, just like you did with the precum, give it a try.”



Phil and Randy slid off the sofa and onto their knees. Mike and I gave them pointers as they experienced their first male to male blowjob. Bob and Jim were the first to receive the oral ministrations and they closed their eyes and lay back and enjoyed. Phil and Randy were good students and it seemed to be totally turning them on from the way their cocks were swelling up.



There was some gagging but they learned how to avoid that pretty rapidly. We watched as they licked and sucked the cocks before them. We told them to touch their balls gently while you suck them.



“Do to them exactly what you enjoy yourself. Make them feel good just like you want to feel. It is your first time so don’t worry if you make a mistake. That happens at first but it’s okay.” Mike told them.



“Don’t make them cum yet.” I said. “You’ll have plenty of time later today to taste lots of sweet cream. Now switch places.”



The guys changed places and we gave the other guys the same pointers as they eagerly sucked their friends. They were good students and the new ones were just as eager as the first two. Their enthusiastic mouths were working nicely on their friends tall firm cocks. There were lots of moans and groans as it was obvious that they were all enjoying each other tremendously.



I looked across to my coach and saw Connie and the girls coming towards us. As she approached, she saw me and I put two fingers to my lips to tell her to be quiet but to come in. Connie stopped and told the girls to be very quiet and Tracy quietly opened the coach door and they silently walked in and saw what was going on.



Connie and Tracy smiled broadly and the girls stood there, first in shock and disbelief, then amazement and finally, grinning broadly.



Maria was the first to speak and what she said was memorable. “Without a doubt, this is simply the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Don’t stop guys, suck those cocks. My pussy is gushing. Oh yes, swallow those beautiful cocks. Fuck, look at my nipples they are hard as a rock. I am fucking love this!”



The guys stopped what they were doing, embarrassed, as hell, but at her words and the enthusiastic response from the others, the guys heads went back to the cocks before them.



I looked at the girls and explained that it was only fair as the girls could do all of us but the guys were limited to just the girls.



They all nodded in agreement, never a one taking their eyes off the hot cocks sliding in and out of the boys eager lips. In a heartbeat, all bathing suits were gone and the girls were face first into sweet pussy and ass.



The boys continued changing places, sucking, licking and tasting sweet cock while the girls licked each others twats with a renewed gusto.



Connie came over to me and Tracy to Mike. They were grinning like Cheshire cats. “I can’t believe this but holy fuck, I’m so fucking horny now baby. Thank you!”, she gushed as she planted a wet one on my lips. What else have you taught them?”



“This is it…so far.” I whispered. “The day is young yet and they are eager so I’m sure they will learn more before this day is out.”



“So how did this start?” Tracy asked.



“Gary started asking them some questions and based on their answers he showed them some things on me. They got so turned on that they wanted to try it themselves.” Mike replied. “Oh God, he is a fantastic cocksucker Tracy…Oh Fuck, he is good, I can’t wait to really get it on with him.”



Tracy smiled warmly, leaned over to me, pressed her body tightly against mine and sank her tongue deep into my throat. This gorgeous creature was all over me as she looked up and into my eyes. “I didn’t think it could happen but today promises to be better than before.”



“Fellas, I want to show you something.” I said as I grabbed two of the women and took them over to the guys on the sofa. The two with cocks in their mouths stood up and left two very, very hard men sitting there.



I grabbed Maria and Paula and took them to Jim and Phil who were seated and spun them around facing backwards towards the guys. “Sit on their cocks girls.” They sank their tight twats onto the rigid men and slid down. I told the Bob and Jim to get down and lick the cocks and clits as the men fuck the girls. The guys, now eager for cock, dove in and gently started licking the hot, protruding clits and hard cocks as they sank deep inside the girls.



The women had never experienced a cock inside them and lips on their clits simultaneously. They screamed in ecstacy. The guys dove in enthusiastically. Tammy and Jill began to frantically suck Bob and Jim and everyone was in heaven.



I looked over and Mike’s fingers were in Connie’s dripping pussy as were mine in Tracy. We watched silently as they explored, tasted and moved on to new heights. They changed places repeatedly until everyone had experienced each amazing position. As instructed, the boys had not cum yet. A good thing because this was going to be a long day.



When everyone had tried every position, Connie announced that she needed breakfast. She opened the door and walked bare assed over to our coach with Tracy in tow. The girls looked shocked until Mike said, “It is a Monday morning, the park is empty and if anyone sees us…fuck em. Literally and figuratively.”



I laughed and headed out the door, my hardon taking the lead.



The girls laughed and headed over to help make breakfast.



Mike and I made fresh coffee and headed out to the picnic table with the guys. The cool morning air felt good on our naked bodies. “Well guys, how do you feel?”, I asked.



They each said they felt strange and different but they really liked the feeling but that they were not as good at it as I was. I told them that would come. They asked how I took all of Mike that deep into my throat.



“When his cock hit the back of my mouth, I took a breath, totally relaxed and opened my throat so he could sink his cock down my throat. When you try it, you will gag but if you really relax and keep trying, you get the hang of it. Practice and you will get good. Think of it this way, you are just turning your throat into a vagina.



“When you are home, you will have all the time in the world to practice on each other but, in the meantime, just enjoy each other.”



Mike and I explained that we had more yet to teach the guys.



“The girls sure enjoyed what you were doing”, Mike exclaimed.



They nodded in agreement.



Inside my coach, the conversation was so hot. The girls were oozing as they talked about how hot it was just watching the boys suck cock. Maria said she damned near came right on the spot. Tracy said she always loved watching Mike with a cock in his mouth or up his ass.



“Up his ass…Oh wow, that is so hot. Does Gary like being fucked too?”, Maria asked.



Connie explained that I love men and women equally. “He adores a hot cock in his ass and his mouth and when he gets started, he can’t stop.



“When it happens, I can’t stop cumming. The sight of a man impaled on a cock on either or preferably both ends drives me simply wild.”



Tracy agreed and said Mike is the same way.



“How do we get these guys to enjoy it in the ass, Maria asked?



Tracy smiled and said, “When you are sucking them, lube up your fingers and start finger fucking their ass. Get them used to one finger and then two and then three and they will beg for more.”



Connie laughed and stated that she is betting that Mike and Gary are telling the boys about that right now. She laughed loudly and Tracy took that bet.



Outside, Mike was telling them that there is no feeling in the world like having a cock in your throat and one in your ass. The guys eyes widened and said they had only seen that kind of thing at the porno theater.



“Does it hurt in your ass?” Phil asked.



“Initially yes but if the girls know what to do, they will loosen up your ass for you. To be honest, when a cock hits your sphincter the first few times, it is going to hurt like hell no matter what. The pain will be extreme the first time but it only lasts a few minutes however, if you want to try it, here is a little secret for you. When you feel a cock hit your sphincter, bear down on it like you are going to the bathroom. It will open your ass and the cock will slide in. Once it is in, you stop fucking and let it rest and get accustomed to having a cock in there. After about a minute, your body will relax and you will be able to slowly start fucking it.”



I told them, “If you are the one doing the fucking, it will be the tightest and hottest fuck you ever had. If you are the one being fucked it will give you a totally different type of orgasm. It will be an entire body orgasm and it will blow your mind.”



“After you are finished fucking a guys ass, make sure that you suck their cock and let them powerfully cum in your mouth, unless they have already cum from someone else sucking them while they are being fucked,” Mike explained. “After I am fucked, I cum like a freaking racehorse.”



“Plus, if you want to try it, I have something to really make it special. Ahhh breakfast is served”.



The air is warm, the bounty of nakedness and the underlying lust is inspiring. We laughed and commented on what happened earlier. The girls reiterated that they were so turned on and the guys said that their lust level had notched up so far it wasn’t funny. They agreed and each expressed their feelings and the consensus was that they all thought that stuff like this only happened in movie theaters and that they would never experience it themselves.



“I feel so free now.” Paula exclaimed. “I have always been proud of my body and now, I am not ashamed of my feelings. From the time I discovered boys, I have had fantasies but I never acted on them. As I got older, the girls and I experimented and we loved it but even though I have always craved this, I never had the guts to act on it until now. For years, my pussy ached for the thrill of what I’ve experienced here with you guys. You have no idea how much I love you.”



Maria and the rest agreed.



“Mike and Gary have taught us some new things and from what I now know, there are a few things yet to learn,” Phil giggled. “And I for one, am anxious to learn.



The other guys nodded in agreement and Connie looked at me questioningly.



I unobtrusively held up one, then two and then three fingers. She smiled and so did the other girls. They had seen what I had done. I didn’t know what the girls had talked about inside or if they would even have a clue.



Leave it to our sweet Maria to burst out and say, “Oh WOW, you’re going to try anal too. You’ll love it, I adore it. Don’t worry guys, we’ll help you. We know what to do to make you feel so good.”



The guys froze dead in their tracks. Their eyes wide. “It wouldn’t bother you if we did it?” Bob inquired.



“Bob, when we walked in on you guys earlier, seeing you sucking a gorgeous beautiful cock got me so wet I came right there and then. The very thought of me being able to lower my steaming hot pussy onto your wonderful mouth, lean over and suck your hot cock while watching another cock drive deep inside you had me cccummiing again!” Tammy stuttered as she had a climax right then and there.



“Personally, if what I think is going to happen, happens, I want all of you to be familiar with anything and everything erotic. Look, speaking only for myself but women can search ten lifetimes and never find such wonderful guys like you. I’m not about to let any of you go!”, Jill gushed breathlessly.



There was a chorus of agreement amongst the women and the guys just smiled happily.



After coffee and fresh rolls, we headed to the pool for a refreshing dip. Of course, we all wore our suits on the way to the pool. As we got there, the park manager rolled up on his golf cart and motioned Mike and I over to him at the gate. We greeted him warmly and he returned the greeting.



“I noticed you having breakfast in the nude this morning and that you don’t have any worries as the park is indeed empty. If anyone does come in, we’ll put them on the exact other side of the park. I couldn’t help but notice that the women were, indeed, some of the sexiest I have ever seen. We envy you.”

“We?, Mike asked.



“My wife and I,” he explained.



We invited them to join us if they wanted.



“I doubt that you would enjoy what my wife and I enjoy and besides, they are in our late 50′s and You are so much younger.”



Mike and I laughed and asked him if he meant we wouldn’t like an older bi couple and he just stared at us.



He kinda gulped and said, “Yes.”



We assured him that we were all bi and not to worry.



“Besides I noticed your blonde, statuesque wife when we checked in and she was definitely smoking hot. You look in shape and have a great personality too. We’d love to have you join us.”



He said he’d ask his wife and let us know in a few minutes.



We went back to the pool and called a quick meeting. We explained the situation and they all agreed that that would be wonderful.



Mark, the park manager came back in a few minutes and told us his wife was completely into it. Apparently she had seen us as well.



It seems the guy who is on the desk is someone they play with and they told him to keep our part of the park completely private.



A few minutes later, this tall, gorgeous Scandinavian blonde pulled up on her golf cart and introduced herself and Inga. She headed to the pool where we introduced her to Connie and Tracy who were already licking their lips at the sight of this woman.



Mark grabbed my arm and asked, “How did I know he was bi?”



“You couldn’t keep your eyes of Mike’s or my packages.” I laughed. He grinned broadly, licking his lips.



I looked and Inga stood there, naked, statuesque and pierced on both nipples and her delicious labia. I slipped out of my suit and my cock sprang to attention. As Mark undressed, Connie and Tracy stared in amazement at his truly enormous cock. It had to be about 10 inches and thick as a baseball bat. Mike and I saw that and smiled and knew our asses were gonna get a workout.



Inga walked over to me, threw her arms around me and kissed me deeply. My hands held her magnificent breasts while my fingers began playing and teasing her nipple piercings. She inhaled sharply and stuck her tongue deeper into my mouth.



I felt her hand drop and fall to my very stiff cock and my fingers began to pull on the clit ring so prominently displayed. She was already wet and she sunk to her knees and looked deep into my eyes. “Darling, let me officially welcome you to our park”, she cooed as her lips opened and she began to lick my cock expertly.



I leaned back and allowed this goddess to have her way with me. I glanced around and Connie and Tracy were working on Marks enormous pile driver. Everyone was naked and everyone was fucking, sucking and having fun.



Inga played with my ass, sticking her fingers deep into my aching asshole. Her hot mouth wildly sucked and toyed with my cock.



Mark came up behind her and reached in and caressed her wonderful tits. He sank to his knees and began to play with her hot pussy. His fingers slipped inside her and his hand was filled with her sweet wetness. He pulled her up and sank his gorgeous cock deep inside her.



With each thrust, her mouth drove deeper onto my inflamed cock. Her mouth was a miracle. Her tongue fabulously playing and teasing my hot cock.



Mike pulled out and sank lower and began tonguing her sweet hot asshole. She moaned and pushed her fabulous ass hard against his tongue.



When she was totally wet, he sank his fingers into her flowing pussy and then into her inflamed ass. She moaned around my cock and wiggled her ass deep onto Mikes fingers. Mike took his engorged cock and slid it into her Inga’s tight ass. She let out a sigh and he felt his cock head move into her willing ass.



He looked at me and said that he was in. I pulled them both towards me and slid my cock deep into her insatiable pussy. Her vagina clamped down on my cock as Mike began a rhythmic stroking.



I felt his cock on top of mine through the thin membrane of her vagina and ass as we doubled this goddess. My hand tugged on the clit ring as she shoved her tongue deeper into me. Mikes rhythm built up steam and our collective breathing began to increase and the friction between our cocks made them swell enormously.



We drove our cocks as deep as possible, as fast as possible and Inga let out a shriek that could wakened the dead. Her hips started bucking and thrashing about on our poles as wave after wave of pure bliss washed over her.



Mike and I kept pumping. I felt him swell further against my own engorged cock and I knew we were about to blow magnificent loads deep inside her hot, demanding body.



His thrusts increased rapidly and I felt his cum travel along his long cock and spewed into her savory asshole. The erotic bliss of his cock unloading inside her made my cock explode in a fountain of sweet, salty cum as I creamed her succulent pussy.



“Fuck my ass!” she screamed. “Fuck my hot ass and fill my pussy you bastards! Don’t stop reaming me and filling me. I want your cocks, oh yes, more cocks, fill my greedy twat with your hot cum!” she demanded.



I bit her nipple and she erupted and her body flew in every direction as she rode out this spectacular orgasm.



She kissed me deeply as Mike pulled out of her ass and she got up from me, wrapped her arms around Mike and kissed him passionately. She sank to her knees and took his hard cock deep into her mouth and licked him clean. She turned and did the same to me.



Inga walked over to the others at the side of the pool and began touching and kissing and fondling all of them.



They all returned the favor and soon her body was a sea of hands, lips and tongues. She was on her back, licking pussies, sucking cocks and asses. This hungry bitch was devouring everything in sight. The boys took their turns fucking her hot cunt while the girls ate her pussy after each guy went after her. Her lips, her tongue, her nipples and her clit were lavished in so much pleasure. The boys did her ass repeatedly and they doubled her repeatedly. Inga was truly a bitch in heat.



Tracy looked at Marks huge cock and said to Connie, “I don’t think I can take him in the ass.”



Connie grinned, ” I sure can baby. Let him fuck your cunt and I’ll let him have my ass.”



Mark took Tracy and slid his cock into her tight, hot twat and grinned as she began to ride his hard hot, massive cock. She was stretched so wide and her clit rode deliciously along the entire length of his hot, hard shaft. She absolutely loved his cock and she rode him relentlessly.



Connie was right beside them, touching them, teasing them and pleasing them as their bodies melded into one another. Connie straddled Marks face and brought her wetness to his eager lips. His strong tongue dove into her repeatedly as she began to ride his face. Connie leaned over and kissed Tracy as Marks cock pounded her twat and his tongue drove Connie wild.



“Oh Connie, his cock is so enormous!”



“Can’t wait to get it into my ass baby.”



“You are not going to get this inside your ass!”



“You just watch me baby. Ride him, ride him hard and deep.”



“If he gets any deeper, you’ll be sucking his cock!”, Tracy laughed. With that, she went back to seriorly riding him hard and fast. She felt her own orgasm building and when she went off, it was like a Roman Candle. She rocked and rode him hard as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her breathing became ragged as this massive orgasm overtook her. His cock picked up the pace and he thrust in and out of her aching cunt while she rode him mercilessly. He squirmed and his hips bucked as he shot his enormous load deep inside Tracy’s aching body. She felt every spurt, every ounce of his hot cum as it flowed down his shaft and into her velvety tunnel.



Connie got off Mark’s face and steadied Tracy as she recovered.



Mark collapsed as Connie’s lips descended upon his sweet cock. She licked him clean and turned her attention to Tracy, whose pussy, by now, was overflowing with his sweet sperm. She began to lick and noticed that everyone was watching. She motioned them over and they all came near. “Jim darling, lick Tracy’s pussy to begin with, let all the guys lick Marks sweet cream out of her. I have a cock to suck and my ass needs his cock.”



Jim eagerly dove into Tracy’s twat, his tongue getting his first taste of spunk and he loved it. He licked and sucked until Phil pulled him off. While the guys were greedily cleaning Tracy, Connie began to harden Marks cock.



“Please fuck my ass Mark darling,” Connie murmured as she took his hardening cock deep in her mouth. He moaned pleasantly as her mouth opened and his enormous cock entered her mouth. Everyone’s eyes widened as his cock slid effortlessly inside her hungry mouth. He was big and she loved it. As his cock slid into her throat, her face fell fully to his belly. Her tongue and throat worked to fully harden his cock.



When he was steel hard, she pulled him from her throat and held his cock against her tight ass. She sank down on it. Inch by inch she fell. Her ass stretching and accommodating his massive missile. She looked at me and I smiled as that lewd look crossed her face. Deeper and deeper she sank on him. There were gasps from the others as finally, she was impaled fully on his hot cock.



Mark was in for the ride of his life as I walked to him and offered him my cock. His mouth opened and he swallowed my cock. What a great cocksucker. Mike fucked his face next as did all the guys.



Tracy, composed now and completely clean stood and stared in amazement as she saw his mighty cock completely inside Connie. Connie began to ride that mighty pole with total lust. She rode it up and slammed it back in repeatedly. She began to shiver and shake but that only increased her momentum. Her ass was a blur as Marks cock drilled her fully and completely.



Her complexion changed color, turning pink then red as she approached a mighty orgasm. Marks own was completely in sync as he grabbed her hips, arched his back and exploded deep inside her. She ground her ass hard on his cock as she screamed, “Harder, oh deeper, fuck my ass Mark, faster. Don’t stop, my ass is on fire. Oh yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fill me, oh fuck yessssss!”



Connie spasmed and convulsed on Mark as his balls exploded and he drove a torrent of hot cum deep inside of her. She collapsed on him and kissed him deeply as his cock softened inside her. She tasted the me on his hungry lips and she reveled in the wonderful mixtures to taste. Her body, bright red, was so satisfied.



As his cock slid from her ass, we helped them up and took them to the deck chairs. They were both wobbly but smiling. Mark steadied himself and walked to the pool where he jumped in and cleaned his cock. He came back, pulled out a cigarette and inhaled deeply. Maria and the other girls sat around him, stroking his legs and softly touching his cock.



Inga began another round of hot blowjobs as the girls began to sweetly suck Mark as far as they could. It was a lot more like a lot of licking and sucking of his balls but he loved it as he played with their tits and pussies. He licked each pussy and brought each girl into a gushing climax which he gladly swallowed deeply.



When he was ready to cum, he had the girls kneel before him and he shot his load onto their waiting tongues. They rolled his sperm around in their mouths and swallowed deeply. They moaned and cheered as his enormous cock exploded. They truly enjoyed it.



Mark and Inga thanked us and headed back to work. We thanked them again and again and told them we were so happy to have met them.



Suddenly everyone was starved for food so we headed back and miraculously several pitchers of margarita’s appeared as the girls made sandwiches and salads.



“Inga’s body is amazing” Tammy said as she sipped her drink. “On the other hand, that cock of Marks is awesome.”



Tracy looked at Connie, “Speaking of that, how did you take all of that cock in your ass? He would have torn me apart.”



I burst out laughing and told everyone that although he was really big that Connie had taken two much larger than Mark.



Connie blushed, “We were in NYC many years ago and we met this really nice man in a bar in the Village, He was tall, lean and highly educated. He was news director for a major news service. He commented on how sexy my outfit was and as we got to know him, he told us his lady would love to fuck both of us. Since we were in the city to fuck our brains out, we agreed to meet her and he took us back to his apartment. She was hot and Gary enjoyed her but when Michael dropped his pants, I freaked.



“I had never had a cock like it in my life. I could not swallow it at all. His girlfriend taught me what to do. She taught me how to deepthroat. It hurt at first and then it became easier. To tell the truth, I got so turned on by his cock and the power it gave me, to know I had done it. When he fucked me, it was amazing. So full and so hot. He wanted my ass and I was not sure I wanted that but we were incredibly buzzed so I tried. I did it and it hurt like hell going in but once it was in, the feeling was awesome. So much cock, so long, so hard and so good. He was gentle at first and then he became powerful. I came so hard.”



“But he was small compared to the biggest one, right hon.” I giggled.



Connie blushed, “We belonged to a wonderful nudist club and they had a great indoor pool with a bar and tables and chairs all around the pool. Gary was sitting with his back to the bar. I was facing the bar and I saw this guy standing there. I told Gary I wanted a drink.”



He got up and went to the bar, got us a couple of rum and papaya’s and came back to the table. He sat down and said he felt sorry for people with deformities.



I laughed, “If he can use it as good as it looks, every woman in this place is in serious trouble.”



Over time we got to know him. Everyone called him Hydro Bob because his cock was like an electric pole.



“Anyway, it is a really good story from both Gary’s and my perspectives but suffice it to say, I did take all thirteen inches of the most massive hot cock I have ever had. It was twice as thick as Marks.”



“I had to go to Walgreen’s and buy her an inflatable do-nut for her to sit on. She could barely walk for a week and it took a month for the smile to get off her face. Yes, the Party at Hydro Bob’s was memorable for sure.” I told everyone.



“You lucky bitch,” Tracy said as she leaned over and kissed Connie deeply.



I took a long sip of my drink, noticed a sea of very hard cocks and anxious ladies. I got up and went into the coach and came out with a canvas bag.



“Gonna get good guys…that’s Gary’s toy bag. Whoopee” Connie grinned.



I rummaged around and came out with tubes of Astroglide and four new medium sized dildos. I went back in and brought out a gray cardboard box. Mike walked over, picked up the box. I snatched it from him, He grabbed it back. He opened it looked inside and grinned. “It’s gonna be a fanfuckingtastic day.” Tracy and Connie grinned as they recognized it but the others had no idea.



“Ladies, it is time to play 1-2-3″, Tracy exclaimed. The girls yelled and whooped it up and the guys all grinned and said they definitely were into it.



Each gal grabbed their guys and began so suck them and get them hard. Connie and Tracy brought them the lube. With their fingers slippery, they each shoved a finger home and began to slowly fuck their man. The guys seemed to enjoy the feeling one finger brought and the girls slid a second one in. Soft moans were heard as they felt the second finger inside them. The ladies kept sucking and finger fucking their guys. The guys seemed to be enjoying this as each one was grinding their ass gently on their ladies fingers. When their third finger entered, the moaning became louder and deeper.



“Don’t make them cum girls, just fuck them nice and slow.” Connie instructed. “Move your fingers in nice and slow and stretch their virgin asses a bit. Now, touch their cocks but don’t suck them. Work your fingers in and out and spread your fingers. Get them ready for more.”



The girls worked on the guys for a few more minutes and then they took a break. The guys said that they enjoyed the feeling. Mike told them that if they enjoyed the feeling now, they were going to love the feeling in a few minutes.



While they were relaxing and the girls were explaining what was coming, Mike and I unsealed 12 fresh bottles of Rush. When we were finished, we asked if any of them knew what poppers were. No one did. We explained and handed them each a bottle.



Connie and Tracy damned near broke our arms grabbing theirs from us. We told them not to open the bottle yet and also not to leave them uncapped. Tracy showed them how to use them and then Connie arranged all the girls on top of the picnic table. Then the guys were told to pick a girl, any girl and to sit and get ready to eat some fine, hot pussy.



Mike and I got into this with them while our ladies joined the other girls. The guys were first instructed not to use their bottles but the girls were told to take a big hit, hold it in and let the feeling wash over them. They did and as the incredible feeling began to take them away, the guys began and as soon as tongues met pussies, the air was filled with screams of pure bliss. The women squirmed and writhed and pushed their hot twats into our faces. They flushed and screamed and moaned and yelled and begged for more.



The guys met their demands but had no idea why the girls were so responsive.



“Okay guys, same positions but now, you all take a good hit. Hold it in and then enjoy,” I said.



The guys took their first hit while the girls did the same. It was a good thing the park was empty because the shrieks of wanton lust were deafening. The guys licked and sucked with such a gusto. Labia’s were opened, licked, tugged and pulled. Clits were explored, teased and loved. Asses were licked and prodded and heads were held tight as wave after wave of pure orgasmic bliss caused the table to walk away of its own accord.



As the effect wore down, they all changed position and the guys got on top of the table. More hits all around and the guys felt their first popper blowjobs. Their faces told the story. Never in their lives had they ever experienced such a wonderful feeling. The women went into total sexual frenzy. They gobbled their cocks deep, lavishing the most wanton greed as they swallowed our fine cocks.



Connie and Tracy were going wild as was everyone else. Little Maria was impaled on Mikes hot cock and he was getting his ass greased royally.



I reached down and grabbed Jills tits and crushed them in my hand. She moaned wildly and sucked harder. She was such a great looking lady with lips of pure honey. She sank her fingers into my ass as her throat massaged my hard cock. She felt my pending explosion and looked deeply into my eyes. My hips slammed into her chin, my balls banging her neck franticily. I took another hit and felt my stomach tighten, my balls lift and I shot a glorious load into Jills hungry mouth. She never took her eyes from mine, she opened her throat and drained every single drop of cum from my swollen cock.



One by one, each man creamed the ladies and they gobbled up every last bit of the hot, sweet spunk. Heavy breathing ensued as everyone tried to catch their breath. The park was now full of wide eyes people with the biggest shit eating grins on their faces.



Drinks were poured, smokes consumed and eventually blood pressures returned to normal.



Little Maria began teasing me, dancing around me, touching me and playing with her tits. She squeezed them together and the pointed nibs looked so inviting. I cleared off the table and lay her lengthwise, pulling her to the edge. I opened her legs and sank my face into her inflamed cunt. Her clit was the size of a small cock and my tongue swirled around it.

(If possible read with Dubstep music – it will add to the experience)



Introducing, the third in the series of Clifftop College entries. Who ever said boarding school would be boring?




Evelyn had always been a rather sexual girl. Since losing her virginity at thirteen, she’d had countless amounts of sexual partners. As a student of the prestigious mixed boarding school, Clifftop College, Evelyn had plenty of men to choose from. However, since finding one man that fitted her perfectly in every way, Evelyn had been happy in her quiet, sexually pleasing relationship with Doni. Though, you can take the girl out of the adventure, but never the adventure out of the girl.



After a very satisfying three-way with her ex-boyfriend and Doni’s best friend, Smyth, Evelyn thought that her craving for sexual adventure had been fed. Not so likely. Evelyn yearned for more.



So, one night, whilst Doni and Evelyn lay in bed together — the dorm room empty aside from themselves — she turned to him with a beaming grin.



“I want an orgasm,” she said eagerly, taking the book from Doni’s hands to get his attention.



“Didn’t I give you one already? — like five minutes ago?” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist and gazing into her feline green eyes that sparkled with excitement.



“Yes,” she giggled “But I want more — multiple!” she exclaimed.



Doni raised an eyebrow at his girlfriend, trying to read her thoughts. He was a proud boyfriend and relished in her enthusiasm and wildness when it came to sex. Though a quiet, mysterious, artistic girl to most, he knew a different side to her. Evelyn was like an animal that could never truly be tamed. With hair the colour of raven feathers that trailed down the length of her petite torso, skin as pale as the moon and lips as red as blood, Evelyn was by far the most enchantingly beautiful young woman he’d ever met. Also, the sexiest. Even as she lay in only a pair of knee length school socks, his pair of boxers and his blue sports vest, she was absolutely gorgeous.



“Roll over then,” he winked cheekily.



He turned her quickly onto her back and leant down to kiss her when he stopped, her hands cupping his stubbly chin. He exhaled heavily, watching her pout. It was unlike her.



“What’s the matter?” he asked, his hands that were resting either side of her head, tangling themselves in her loose hair.



“I was thinking of accomplishing it more daringly,” her pout grew into a grin.



Doni shifted his body until his legs were between hers, thinking through her last sentence.



“How?” he questioned, also rather daringly. Evelyn never stopped surprising him.



“Well say like I want ten orgasms,” she paused, watching Doni’s eyes intently “Then I’d want ten different men to give them to me,” she left the sentence open, somewhat anxious to hear her boyfriend’s reply. He always embraced even her craziest sexual fantasies, but would he do the same with this one?



“I’ll see what I can do,” he winked again, burying his face into her sweet neck.



Evelyn grinned madly, excitement consuming her.



It was settled. On Friday night, Evelyn would meet Doni in his dorm room. He had been able to gather eight of his closest friends to help fulfil Evelyn’s fantasy. Those eight were also friends with Evelyn and five of them were Doni’s dorm friends. No one would walk in as the majority of the sixth formers at CTC were out on Friday nights. The plan was perfect. Now, all Evelyn had to do was allow the excitement to fuel her. She couldn’t believe that one, she was finally doing it, and two, that Doni was okay with it.



More than okay, he was incredibly excited. His cuckholding fetish had really taken hold of him. Though, protective over Evelyn in every other sense, when it came to the bedroom — watching her have sex with another man or woman, turned Doni on very much. He liked nothing more than to see the love of his life having a good time, whether it was him that was giving it to her or someone else. He wasn’t a jealous man and would feel greedy if he kept such a beautiful girl all to himself. And anyway, his favourite part of any threesome was the moment he got to take Evelyn back into his arms, for she was his at the end of the day, and he was hers.



Evelyn walked across the dark campus field wearing a thick coat. She carried a bag full of things she may need for that evening. Her stomach was doing summersaults she was so excited. Doni hadn’t told her which eight guys he’d found, though she’d assumed their closest male friends. She hated to admit it, but she was looking forward to having sex with Smyth again. He may have eyes for her best friend now and their love was long gone, but she knew there would always be a burning flame between them. She quickened her pace, trying to contain her enthusiasm.



She didn’t knock, she didn’t need to. Evelyn stepped inside the large dorm room to feel the heating on, see the bedside lights bright and only Doni stood in the room. She smiled at the sight of him, her heart racing; even now, after five years of being in love with him, he still gave her butterflies.



“Where is everyone?” she asked, closing the door behind her.



She spotted his bed was without a duvet and lying on it was a single black satin blindfold. She shivered with anticipation. Her eyes returned to Doni, who had stepped closer. He was only wearing a pair of white tight boxers, his bare firm chest on show. She bit her lip, already turned on. All day, whilst pampering, she hadn’t stopped thinking about the night ahead. Her friends had badgered her to find out what she was up to, but Evelyn was good at keeping secrets.



“They’ll be here soon,” he took hold of her hands, inspecting her up and down.



She was wearing her school uniform; her white blouse was tight across her large ample breasts; her blue school skirt was short and pulled up to her middle, only just covering her small perky bum. She wore her thigh high navy socks, a tie hung loosely around her neck and her hair was up in a messy bun on the top of her head. Doni always thought she looked beautiful, but she looked especially stunning tonight. With only a hint of make-up and her school girl outfit she was erotic perfection in his eyes.



“You look fantastic,” he smirked, taking the bag from her shoulder.



“Thanks. Ebony was a bit curious as to why I was wearing this tonight but luckily Ava stepped forward, assuming I was coming over here to play out a school girl fantasy with you,” Evelyn giggled, perching on the end of the bed.



“An extremely twisted, dirty school girl fantasy,” he laughed “You should’ve told me — I could’ve got us all to wear them,” he winked, sitting down beside her.



Evelyn raised a single neatly plucked eyebrow, mulling over the thought.



That would be very interesting



She glanced over at his bedside table where his phone sat.



“I think you should give them a text — you’re right, it’ll make for a very good fantasy,” she giggled, twisting around until she was on her hands and knees.



She crawled into the middle of the bed and flipped onto her back, opening her legs and grinning down at Doni. He beamed back at her, grabbing his phone quickly.



This night was going to be one to remember.



Evelyn observed as Doni strolled across the dorm room in his school shirt, trousers and tie. She bit her lip, the butterflies beating harder and lower in her stomach. She had to catch her breath. His black fringe tousled onto his forehead and the shaved sides were neat, revealing his two stretched ears. He gave her a wink and rolled up his sleeves.



“This means business,” he chuckled.



Evelyn watched intently as with each roll he exposed more and more of his tattoos and the muscles of his upper arms. Her breathing was quickening with every second, her heart drumming in her chest. Her eyes were fixated on him, waiting for his next move.



He gestured to the end of the bed, where she shuffled quickly and sat patiently. He lifted the blindfold to her eyes and began to tie it at the back. Now her view was gone, she relied on her other senses. The feel of the satin under her fingertips. The sound of Doni’s deep breathing. The smell of his cologne. The taste of his lips. She shivered.



“Now I want you to sit still and don’t remove the blindfold, understand?” Doni’s voice was stern, the playfulness gone.



She straightened her back and subdued a grin. It had begun.



She pressed her wrists together on her lap, staring forward into the darkness of the blindfold. She felt cold now Doni had moved away. Suddenly, she felt headphone slipping on over her head and onto her ears. Deep rumbling dubstep music pounded into her ears. Slowly, he was taking away her senses. Her heart galloped with apprehension and anticipation. She was now deaf and blind.



Evelyn was unable to hear the dorm room door opening and Doni greeting the eight boys who had agreed to join them. They fist pumped, patted each other’s backs and exchanged curious glances with Doni.



They stood in an awkward semi-circle around the bed where Evelyn sat, none the wiser as to what was going on around her. Doni joined them, turning the music up a little louder just to be sure his girlfriend wouldn’t be able to hear them.



“Why are we dressed like this?” Smyth laughed, gesturing to their attire.



“Evelyn’s idea, not mine,” Doni replied, crossing his arms, his eyes still focused on Evelyn who was tossing her tongue around her mouth anxiously. He enjoyed making her wait. It was all one big tease. He could imagine just how wet she was getting, her mind consumed with what they were about to do. Doni grinned to himself then turned to his friends.



“Looks as if this was entirely Evelyn’s idea,” Ted raised his eyebrows, looking to where Smyth was restraining a grin.



“I’m just gonna say this, before we get started. If any of you are unsure, leave now. And, there are rules to this game,” Doni’s voice turned firm, catching all of theirs attention.



They listened intently, afraid to get on the wrong side of Doni under any circumstances — let alone when it came to Evelyn.



“You know why we’re here. She wants to have ten orgasms, each with a different guy. As I could only gather nine of us, I’ll give her two,” Doni smirked, making the boys roll their eyes “So, after you’ve made her orgasm, your time is up.”



The boys nodded understandingly, switching their gazes back and forth between Doni and Evelyn, who was bobbing her head to the music.



“How you make her orgasm is entirely up to you,” Doni hinted to the bag sat beside his bed.



Smyth picked it up tentatively and glanced inside. He grinned and allowed the other boys to have a look too.



“You all must use condoms and keep it clean,” he stared them all down “And I can step in whenever I like. Plus, Evelyn can stop the whole thing whenever she wants.”



“Is there a safe word?” Wade questioned, looking more nervous than any of them.



Having spent the past two years dating the same girl — one of Evelyn’s friends, Ebony — Wade was inexperienced compared to the others, especially as Ted and Smyth had already slept with Evelyn. The others were looking forward to the opportunity to do so.



“Pineapples,” Doni nodded, watching as they repeated it under their breaths.



“So we can do anything we want?” Declan smirked, looking to Ted and Smyth who matched his excitement.



“Within reason,” Doni answered, taking a step closer “However, if you hurt her, I’ll hurt you,” he scowled, then softened, scaring Declan into silence.



“Who will go first?” Theo chirped up, having been quiet since he’d arrived.



Doni gave his ex-boyfriend a quick once over; he looked gorgeous in his uniform.



“You’ll pick a number out of this hat. While you wait, you can play Xbox or hit bongs on the sofas, cool?” Doni handed them the hat and walked over to Dexter first.



He pulled out a number 6. Soon, all of the boys had picked a number out of the hat and the night was about to begin. All they needed now was Evelyn.



Once the others had seated themselves, Doni pulled the desk chair up to the end of the bed. He sat down, his knees brushing Evelyn’s. She bit her lip at the slightest touch.



He reached forward, running a fingertip around in circles on her bare knees. Slowly, he slipped down one of her socks, taking her leg and placing it on his shoulder. Unaware of his audience watching curiously from the sofa, Doni began to plant tender kisses up the inside of Evelyn’s leg. She shivered, resting back on her hands. She rolled back her head, the headphones and blindfold still securely on.



“Oh Doni-,” she whispered; she knew his touch well. His hands were as familiar as her own.



He grinned smugly to himself, shifting closer. He took her other leg and copied his actions, his fingers running up and down the outside while his lips set to work. Soon, Evelyn was lying on her back, both of her legs up on his broad shoulders.



He pulled her socks back up to their original place and slipped his hands down further until they reached the hem of her small knickers. Biting playfully at her legs, making her giggle and squeal, he pulled down her blue frilly French knickers and chucked them to the side. With one hand, he grasped her bum and moved himself on top of her.



His lips met hers, passionately kissing her. She went to raise her arms to his cheeks when he grabbed hold of them and placed them above her head. He felt her gasp for air between kisses, their tongues dancing in each other’s moves; tongue bars knocking and tickling. Evelyn yearned to feel the ball of his bar rubbing against her.



He squeezed and released her bum cheek continuously, his lips grazing the skin on her collar bone. He popped open the buttons on her blouse with his teeth, his tongue working its way into her bra where he found her erect nipple. All the while, Evelyn moaned loudly, tugging at his hair and wrapping her legs around his back, grasping him tighter to her heated body.



“Save some for us, Doni!” Smyth called over, chuckling with the other boys.



He pulled his lips away for a moment, realising he was getting carried away. He shifted further down the bed and bunched up her skirt, revealing her beautiful pussy. He pressed back her thighs, opening her legs further. Doni licked his lips hungrily. He had been right; all that teasing had made Evelyn extremely wet.



Tentatively, he ran a finger from her small hard clit to her juicy pussy. He watched as she tensed, her hands clutching the bed sheet in anticipation. He liked to make her wait. He pushed her thighs back further, stroking the tip of his tongue across her clit. At the taste of her, Doni was sent into ecstasy. He couldn’t hold back any longer.



He dived in face first, moving her body up and down over his mouth as it ate hungrily. He nibbled at her clit, switching back to his tongue where he lapped and pressed in circles. All the while, Evelyn’s breaths became shorter and her screaming louder. Doni lost control. He was consumed by her, skilfully using his mouth to make her quiver and shake, her body convulsing under his fingertips.



Evelyn couldn’t think straight. All she could do was gasp for breaths between moans and hang on tightly to Doni’s hair as he sent her into a state of sheer pleasure.



She couldn’t hear or see, only feel as Doni’s tongue delved deeper into her tight wet pussy, then slipping up and flicking her clit; again and again, it was a sensual assault. She barely had a chance to understand what was going on before her hips were rising with her pulse and she met her first orgasm on Cloud Nine. Like a drug, it flooded her veins, pumping all the way to head. The music became distant, her limbs tingling as she came down. Her head was fuzzy, almost as if she was about to pass out.



With her legs still hanging over Doni’s shoulders, he straightened up watching as Evelyn’s body twitched, listening to her raspy breaths. He smirked to himself, glancing to the side of him to see Declan beside them. He raised an eyebrow to Doni who grinned, wiping his lips.



“I’ll tag you in, shall I?” he laughed, gently laying Evelyn’s legs down.



They dangled off the end of the bed. She hadn’t regained her strength yet and lay still breathing deeply. Doni fist pumped Declan and stood up to allow the first of the boys to begin.



He glanced over his shoulder to see Declan take off his shirt and gently lay down upon Evelyn, who took him with opens arms — and legs.



Doni smirked to himself again, wondering if he wanted to miss this. Unaware that the other boys were watching him, he stood with his arms folded as Declan set to work.



Declan knew that as the first of the eight he had to set a standard. He couldn’t repeat Doni’s actions but he was determined to make her scream louder and orgasm faster. He knew he shouldn’t be allowing himself to get swept up into the fight for Alpha dog, but he could at least beat his own target.



Though before now, Declan had never looked at Evelyn as being a potential sex partner, it didn’t mean he didn’t find her attractive. As he lay on top of her, he planted deep kisses on her plump red lips. He felt her legs wrap around him, grinding her groin against his ever hardening crotch. He could hardly contain himself. He’d tried not to watch previously when Doni had had his face buried in her delicious looking pussy, but it was hard not to. As her body lay open and ready for him, Declan felt a rush of primeval hunger.



He ripped open her blouse, revealing her ample bosom cupped in a black lase bra. He smothered her chest and breasts in kisses, sucking and nibbling, hearing her heart thumping away. Her nails were beginning to dig into his shoulders, urging him on further. With his face still pressed between her soft warm breasts, he ran a hand down her stomach and in between her legs. His school trousers grew tighter as he withdrew his dripping fingers. Carefully, he placed them against her parted lips. She licked blissfully, sucking his fingers free of her juices with a little grin.



Declan wouldn’t be able to contain himself much longer if he didn’t get on with his original plan.



Evelyn ran her hands along his shoulders, still enjoying the taste of herself. She grinned happily, feeling her way up to his hair; shaved at the sides, fine on the top. She slipped back to his neck to feel only a small tunnel in his ear. She knew instantly this was Declan, even if she couldn’t see or hear him.



She lay at his mercy, trusting him completely. Out of the all the guys Doni could’ve gathered, he would be the gentlest and most good natured. She felt as he kneeled over her, obviously taking off his trousers and boxers. She waited excitedly; she had always wondered what he’d be like in bed.



Soon, his lips were returning to hers and she felt the hardness of his cock against her groin. She allowed him to take full control as he placed her legs back and onto his shoulders, pushing deeply into her wet hole. She threw back her head with surprise.



His long hard shaft moved slowly at first, back and forth, arching at just the right angle so the tip of his cock knocked and rubbed against her g-spot. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders, bringing her closer and curling her body towards him as they rocked to a gentle rhythm, his cock drumming into her g-spot with each thrust. She gasped, scratching her nails down his hot back in long red strips, his steady rhythm teasing her beyond belief. She allowed her head to fall back and hang as he quickened his pace.



Doni sat down in the desk chair now adjacent to the bed. He watched as Declan pounded Evelyn until her head was knocking against the headboard. Her body was limp like a ragdoll as she moaned, taking the full force of Declan’s hips and cock as he pumped at a startling pace in and out of her pussy. He bit at his finger, completely focused on the scene before him. Seeing Evelyn being fucked by someone other than himself was an even bigger turn on than he’d imagined. It had been different in their threesome. Now, he couldn’t get involved. He could only sit and watch as the love of his life was pounded out of the stratosphere. It was a type of torture, he was sure; one that would push him to the end of his tether until finally he would be able to get his hands on her. He bit down harder, the sight of Declan’s dick pummelling his girlfriend’s dripping wet snatch, rocketing him into an alien frenzy.

Using her index and middle finger, she pinched her clit between the two, rubbing it vigorously whilst Declan stuffed her full. Soon, the pleasure was peaking. She stroked faster, her pussy tightening with each thrust. Three more pumps from his hips and Evelyn’s orgasm exploded, as did Declan.



Unfortunately, she didn’t get to fill his hot load inside of her as he’d stuck to the rules. However, as her orgasm rippled throughout her, she felt Declan slip between her legs to drink up the remaining juices that were slowly making their way down between her bum cheeks. He didn’t hesitate there either.



She giggled, stroking his head, lying in the blissful pleasure of post-orgasm. He kissed her inner thigh one last time before leaving the bed completely. She felt cold straight away until a new presence appeared beside her.



Doni sat back in his seat, ignoring as Declan redressed and fist pumped Ted. He was focused on Wade who had one knee on the bed, running his finger up Evelyn’s legs, across her stomach and to her breasts. She shivered under his touch, raising her hands to his ribbed firm torso. Wade tentatively placed the other knee onto the bed, the other side of her legs. Carefully, he sat her up and took off her blouse. He carelessly chucked it to the side and leant down to kiss her, softly at first, then firmer, running his tongue across her lips.



Doni viewed as Evelyn ran her nails down over each muscle of his stomach, grinning wildly to herself. Wade’s strong arms then gathered her up until she was wrapped around him. In one swift move, he was on his feet with Evelyn pressed against the wall. She gasped at the thump, hastily using her feet to push down his trousers and boxers.



Wade forgot about his nerves and threw Evelyn’s hands above her head, biting and sucking at the skin on her neck. She let out small squeaks and squeals, tightening her hold around his back.



With his garments now at his ankles, Wade moved back slightly to see Evelyn’s breasts sitting perkily in the bra. He briskly unclipped it at the back, leaving the tie to hang around her neck and dangling between her breasts.



He grasped one eagerly with one of his large strong palms and lapped at her hard nipple, his teeth teasingly tugging. Evelyn was lost, out of control. She leant back and enjoyed every second, her pulse rocketing, the adrenaline pumping through her.



Wade, with one arm around her waist, slipped on the condom and lowered her petite body until her pussy was hovering over his large rock hard cock. She bit her lip, drawing a small amount of blood as she did. She ached to feel him inside of her.



The music was blasting continuously into her ears, her other senses on overdrive. She drank in the smell of his cologne, the feel of his hot firm skin and taste of his lips. She savoured the sweet cider on his tongue and was hungry for more. She knew who this was; Wade was the only one of the boys with a body like this.



He stroked a hand up between her legs, feeling her hot soaked pussy against his palm. He dug his teeth deeper into her nipple, soon switching to the next one. With her hands still above her head, Wade pumped his hips upwards.



Evelyn wasn’t surprised by his largeness. She’d seen him in his boxing shorts on many occasions and had already assumed Wade’s cock would give many men a run for their money. She was overjoyed by the chance to finally see what he could do with it.



His strong hips propelled against her thighs, pummelling her higher and higher up the wall and closer to a climax. The feel of his lengthy stiff shaft stuffed inside of her was a fulfilling and carnal pleasure. She could feel her pussy stretching to cater for his girth but it was worth it. For each thrust he gave her, he brought her nearer to her third and maybe the best, orgasm of the night.



He felt her hot nectar dripping down his leg and the taste of her sweet tits inside his mouth. With the other hand, he grasped her bum. He had lost control over his loins. He had unleashed the animal inside and allowed his hunger to take over. He threw his entire strength into each pump of his hips, sending his cock deeper and harder into Evelyn’s snug pussy. She clenched and released, rubbing the walls of her vagina against his shaft. Wade, although not religious, was sure he was in heaven.



Doni opened his mouth wide, his eyes fixated on the scene in front of him. The sight of Evelyn squirming and moaning, her face full of ecstasy, was enough to tighten Doni’s trousers further.



Seeing her cum around another man’s cock was all one big tease. He wanted slurp up every last bit of her; taste her sweet cum on his lips and tongue. With his legs spread and arms folded, he observed the way Wade rested Evelyn back down onto the bed, leaving her with a sweet kiss to the lips.



He was itching to take Evelyn in his arms and show them all how it was done. But he had promised his darling girl he would be patient. So, patient was what he was.



Evelyn lay in waiting, still catching her breath and allowing the previous orgasm to wash over her. She wiggled her toes and fingers to make sure they were still there. She pushed a hand between her legs, her wetness fading. She was still extremely turned on but was becoming fearful of her next partner. What if they didn’t realise?



She turned her head to the side, music still pounding into her ears and the blindfold securely on. She tried to speak but her throat was dry too. Luckily, she felt two hands cradle her head and the cool rim of a glass to her lips.



Tentatively, she opened her mouth and allowed the refreshing ice cold water to pour down her throat. She gulped thirstily, clasping the glass but allowing the person to sit her upright. Whilst she drunk, one hand reached down her torso and slipped between her legs. She breathed a sigh of relief.



Someone else took the glass away when she hinted she’d finished and the person who had come to her rescue set to work. He started by getting rid of her skirt.



He sat behind her, his legs enclosing hers as she lay back against his chest. In his hold, she spread and allowed his fingers to wander. He caressed her neck and collar bone, keeping her attention up top until she felt a vibration against her groin. Her eyes shot open behind her blindfold and her grin grew. She was wondering when one of the boys would take advantage of her stash of toys.



“The boy’s being rather giving,” Smyth said to Doni as he handed him a beer.



He only nodded in reply, his focus entirely on Jake as he tickled Evelyn’s spread pussy and clit with a small vibrator.



“I think he’s worried what his girlfriend would say if she found out he’s had sex with her friend,” Doni chuckled, taking a swig of his beer. He could sit and watch Evelyn touch herself all day; seeing someone else do it to her was even better.



“Sofia didn’t seem too bothered about her boyfriend when she was sucking Ted’s cock in the summer,” Smyth laughed, his eyes also staying fixated on Evelyn, who was now laying limp against Jake as he added another vibrator into the equation. A bigger one that was he slowly probing the outside of her pussy with.



The two boys observed as Jake smothered the toys and Evelyn in lube, before pushing the silky vibrator into her glossier cunt. Her head rolled back to rest onto his shoulder, nibbling at his ear and digging her nails into his bent knees, urging him on further.



They couldn’t drag their eyes away from the sight of Evelyn’s large breasts rising and falling with each heave for air. Their attention slipped down in between legs, where Jake was skilfully using one hand to massage her clit with the smaller vibrator, whilst the other pumped the larger one into her pussy. It was a magnificent sight and one neither of the boys would ever forget. Silently, they fist pumped. Smyth was even more excited for his chance. He already had something planned that was fool proof.



For the fourth time that night, Evelyn’s pleasure had almost hit its peak. She ground her hips into every thrust from the dildo, the vibration sending her pussy into a frenzy. She wished she knew who’s name she should be calling out, though from his tender touch and the lack of intercourse, she could assume it was Jake. He was slim, his ribs prominent but that didn’t stop him from having excellent sexual prowess when it came to the female anatomy. He removed the larger vibrator and returned that hand to her breast, cupping and massaging tenderly as his other hand worked busily with the smaller vibrator, tickling and teasing her clit in circles.



Evelyn panted and moaned, her body quaking as she reached the climax she’d yearned for. She convulsed in his arms, pure bliss rushing through her. She collapsed into Jake’s firm grip. Her clit continued to quake when he didn’t stop, his teeth finding a hold on the skin of her neck. She wasn’t complaining. She would let him do it to her all over again. She giggled with delight and drew in a lungful of air.



“Time’s up, Jake,” Doni said firmly, placing his bottle of beer on the floor in case he had to get up.



Jake looked up with sad eyes and reluctantly withdrew the vibrator. Carefully, he lay Evelyn back on the bed and kissed her tenderly on the lips. She reached out for him tiredly, but Jake was already busy cleaning the toys and returning to his seat with the boys, who had just lit up a bong.



As Scott made his way over to the bed confidently, Doni stood up. He hushed them into silence.



He then quickly leant over the bed and paused the music in Evelyn’s ears.



“My sweet?” he said, though her hearing was still muffled.



“Uhuh,” she replied.



“Are you okay?” he whispered, stroking her hot flushed cheeks, the sweat gathering on her forehead. She looked glorious, sprawled on the bed with her legs spread wearing only a school tie and thigh high socks. Doni grinned wildly, his heart thumping his chest with excitement. Wouldn’t be long now.



“Uhuh,” she answered between drags of air.



Doni kissed her moist forehead and returned to his seat. Scott took that as his cue.



He grazed the skin of her ankles with the tips of his fingers. She squealed making him grin. He drew soft circles watching her expression change from a pout to a giggle. He observed the way her chest rose and fell faster. Scott couldn’t help but gaze at her wet slit, open, soaked and ready to take him. He had to control himself before he lost all restraint. Quickly, he unzipped and tugged down his trousers and boxers, revealing his hard dick. Unfortunately, she was still blindfolded. Though, at least she would get a chance to feel it pummelling inside of her.



Suddenly, he wrapped his large hands around her ankles and tugged her all the way to the end of the bed. Her giggles and squeals made the other boys turn and watch as Scott dropped to his knees. He gathered the lower half of Evelyn’s body, now dangling off the end of the bed. With her legs draped over his shoulders and her wet snatch brushing against his cock, he slipped on the condom and gave her one last pull until the tip of his dick was teasing the entrance to her tight hole.



Evelyn knew fully well this was Scott. His strength. His dominance. His soft hands. His hairy chest and broad body. She grinned madly, overly eager to finally have the opportunity to fuck the brute.



She gripped the bed sheet at her sides and relaxed, allowing Scott to push his entire shaft inside. Every inch was pure agony and ecstasy, his width stretching and pushing her pussy to its limits. Evelyn licked her lips hungrily, glad Jake had doused her with lube beforehand, otherwise she would never able to handle the beast in Scott’s pants.



He moved his hips in circles, his shaft rubbing against her g-spot while the tip of his cock was buried deep inside her cunt. Soon, he was picking up the pace. He clutched her legs to his chest, staring down at the sight before him. Evelyn’s moans were gorgeous, her bouncing tits were magnificent but the view between her legs was delicious. He bit his lip, watching as his cock delved deeply into her beautiful slit. He spread her clit with his fingers, rubbing vigorously with his thumb. He’d noticed it was the only way Evelyn could orgasm and he didn’t want to disappoint. So, as he pounded with all of his strength, his thumb stimulated her little hard clit whilst Evelyn cried with delight. He grinned smugly, thrusting non-stop until he felt himself coming. That wasn’t the plan.



He glanced over at Doni, whose eyes were entirely focused upon Evelyn.



“Doni,” he called, trying to catch his attention.



“Hmm?” he replied vacantly.



“I’m gonna cum soon and she’s not that close. What do I do?” Scott said between breaths, his eyes switching from Doni in the desk chair to where Evelyn was sprawled before him, taking the entire length and girth of his cock inside of her. He bit onto his lip to restrain himself.



Doni reached into the bag and retrieve the same small vibrator Jake had used. He handed it to Scott and gestured to Evelyn’s bum cheeks.



“Don’t be shy,” he winked and returned to his seat.



Awkward at first, with so many peering eyes watching him, Scott slowed his pace — much to Evelyn’s dislike — and ran the vibrator over the outside of her hole. After soaking it in her juices, he reached beneath her and spread her bum cheeks, cautiously turning on the vibrator and pressing it to the outside of her anus. She gasped, giggled then moaned, turning Scott’s nervous frown into a grin.



With his left hand, he used the vibrator to circle her sensitive rim. With his right, he returned to her clit. All the while, her legs dangled over his broad shoulders as he continued to pound her senseless.



Evelyn wasn’t sure where to concentrate. All she knew was that as the orgasm rippled from her asshole to her pussy through to her clit then shot up throughout the rest of her body, she was no longer there physically. Instead, she was floating on an extreme high that was threatening to take hold completely. She heard her own screams of sheer joy over the dubstep music, shocking herself back to reality. She rejoiced in the feeling of Scott’s large cock convulsing inside of her sensitive tightening pussy as he came and collapsed onto the bed. She was weak and still very distant, but there was no way she was stopping now.



The change over between Scott and Dexter was quick, whilst Evelyn was still on her high. Doni didn’t object. She would cum quicker this way and more intensely.



Straight away, a new pair of hands was taking hold of her. They were less strong but gentler as he turned her weak body. Soon, she was lying on top of him with her lips brushing against his cock. She grinned, gladly licking the tip where she tasted the saltiness of pre-cum. The show must be really turning on all of the guys. If only she could see them all.



Evelyn didn’t have much time to think before a tongue was stroking the length of her pussy and clit. She felt him bury his face deep, tingling all of her senses. She had always been a fan of the 69.



Finally, she would get to taste some cock.



With her forefinger and thumb, she made a loop around the tip and pushed it down the full length of his rock hard shaft until she hit the base. She squeezed and followed her fingers down with her lips, sucking, tonguing and caressing this new dick. All the while, his tongue explored further into her pussy. No wonder it was called eating out.



Dexter sucked at her clit, digging his teeth in ever so slightly and feeling her body squirm with excitement. He closed his eyes, his attention drawn to where Evelyn was assaulting his cock with her mouth. Her grasp was firm; tugging and stroking every inch of his dick. The ball of her tongue bar brushed the tip, making him quake; that was something he’d never experienced before. Infact, he couldn’t recall ever receiving such a good blow job. He busied himself in her pussy, slurping and lapping up her juices, his nose probing her pussy hole while his tongue tickled her clit, which he’d spread with her legs. He also couldn’t recall ever finding a cunt as delicious as Evelyn’s.



Doni grinned with delight as Dexter’s face was flooded with her cum. He relished watching his friend drink up every last bit of it, while Evelyn finished what she started. Soon, Dexter was exploding and moaning her name loudly.



Doni bit at the rim of his beer bottle, hardly able to contain himself. He grinned wildly, one hand resting on his thigh right beside his hard on. He was all about self-restraint. He was putting it to the test tonight. Especially as he caught another glimpse of Evelyn’s wet gorge when Dexter rolled her onto her back. He couldn’t wait to bury his erection deep inside of her taut moist cunt.



Theo grinned knowing it was his turn. Ever since the camp out in the summer where he’d come very close to fucking Evelyn, he had wanted the chance to do so. As Doni’s ex-boyfriend, he needed to know what all the fuss was about. Almost every guy at CTC fancied her and for a little while, Theo couldn’t understand why. However, since his experiences with Eliza had changed his sexual preference, he was ready to step into the deep end and explore the unknown that was Evelyn.



When he got to the bed however, Doni was taking off her headphones. He gave him a questioning look but Doni just winked in reply.



Evelyn looked relieved, gulping down more water from the glass Doni held to her lips. But when he took it away, he chucked Theo a pair of handcuffs. He smirked, grasping them in his hands.



Doni returned to his seat and gestured to where Evelyn was sat cross legged on the bed, wrists pressed together as if expecting the bonds that were to come.



Theo bit his lip keenly at the sight of her. The thigh highs socks were enough to make his heart race, but the single tie hanging down between her perfect breasts, her nipples hard and pink from where previous partners had tugged and played, was what pushed Theo forward onto the bed.



He knelt before her, the handcuffs jingling. He stroked her hot cheek gently; smug he had Evelyn at his mercy.



“Hold out your hands,” he demanded.



Evelyn did as he asked, holding up her wrists to him. He locked each into the handcuffs and allowed them to drop to her lap. He cupped her chin and stared at the blindfold that obscured her eyes.



“Lay back,” he commanded.



She lay back and spread her legs instantly. Theo grinned, reaching down to part her pussy lip. Upon inspection, Theo squeezed on more lube wanting her to enjoy every second of what he was about to do to her.



He took one of the pillows from the head of the bed. Theo then lifted Evelyn’s pelvis and slipped the pillow beneath, raising her hips. Her breathing quickened, her arms stretching above her head as she lay in his control.



Theo glanced to Doni who was already staring back at him.



“Did you ever think we would be here?” he questioned, slipping the condom down onto his cock, his eyes staying on Doni.



He shook his head, a grin still plastered on his lips.



“With your girlfriend, sprawled before me?” Theo grasped hold of Evelyn’s hips, clutching and tugging at her skin making her moan. He brought her legs up and spread them, her toes pointing up at the ceiling.



“Whilst you sit and watch as I fuck her?” he licked his lip and winked at Doni whose hand had crept across to rest on the bulge bursting out of his trousers.



“Because I’m gonna take great pleasure destroying her little pussy,” he winked again and shoved his cock deep into Doni’s girlfriend’s snug wet hole.



Doni slouched further in his seat, consumed by the entire scene. Evelyn’s tits bounced violently on her chest, while her legs quivered and threatened to collapse as Theo thrust vigorously into her. Each pound harder than the last. Each pummel deeper and swifter. Evelyn’s screams were not only loud, but carnal. From her lips she projected the intense pleasure Theo was giving her. Although rough and not at all affectionate, Evelyn could feel the next climax just around the corner.

Davariel kissed the top of Devon’s head through the hood that covered him from everyone’s view. He held his son, although he was securely strapped onto his chest, while Luciel carried Lucien, who tended to be fussier. The soft grey hood on Davariel’s own head covered him well, but he was still nervous. The thought of what would happen if anyone were to gaze upon him made him tremble in fear.



He remembered as a child accompanying the High Priestess, Alya, to the market one sunny day on Seraphia. He was just a tiny chickling, about three sun orbits old. Most Seraphs just smiled at him indulgently and always commented on what a beautiful child he was to the High Priestess who took care of him. That day, unlike others, she took him to the intergalactic market festival so he could see the different types of aliens that visited them regularly.



He recalled how excited he felt as they neared the market festival, his tiny, downy wings fluttering anxiously behind him as he skipped by Alya’s side, giggling in joy.



All eyes turned to stare at him in bewilderment. Everything began to grow silent as they passed stalls of wares, exotic foods, and animals. An orange-skinned Chidadent male scooped him up, without asking the High Priestess Alya’s permission. He hugged Davariel painfully hard, nuzzling his neck as he exclaimed over the child’s beauty. Another alien, this one a white haired Mer, gripped Dava’s pale-gold, corkscrew baby-curls, and begged the Chidident to allow him to hold him. A female Grei tried to pry Davariel from the Chidident, who didn’t seem to want to relinquish the baby to anyone. Alya, who had already unsheathed her sword, tried to regain poor Davariel in desperation. The people almost rioted when he began to cry from fear and pain as they tussled over him.



Alya took to the air, carrying the Chidident. Several other reapers helped her tear a sobbing Davariel from the aggressive orange-hued alien, then they watched in horror as the mob that had been inside the grounds of the market festival began heading toward the holy city of Angelos almost as fast as they flew there. Reapers scrambled to shut the city gates as Alya flew directly to the balcony of Davariel’s bedroom in the castle.



Luciel’s hand caressing his cheek brought him out of his reverie.



Her voice was like a kiss in his mind. Everything will be fine, baby.



He nodded at her, not daring to look up lest his hood fall back.



The cloak covered him fully. It was soft, comfortable, and cool. Still, he wondered when he’d be able to shed the layers of clothing he wore, feeling imprisoned in so much fabric. As a chickling, all he had worn was a little black thong-like garment that covered his loins. When he grew into a fledgling reaper, he wore a soctanal, which was nothing more than a black, satiny loincloth, with a gleaming gold band low on his hips holding it in place. Gold sandals, held on his feet with thin string-like ties that wrapped around his legs, completed the scanty attire. Then, as dark prince, he’d worn nothing at all…ever.



He wondered how much attention they were getting right now with their strange little entourage. The two dragons in human form had accompanied them, along with Drakken, the vampire, and one of the reapers, called Eriel. Remuel alone was enough to draw bewildered stares with his mane of blood-red hair and bright green eyes. He was loud and crazy as well, always getting on one of the were-tigri’s nerves. Already Davariel and some of the reapers had to intercept a bloody fistfight between the dragon and the white tiger named Seshmel. Remuel had even managed to irk the vampire that had escorted them to Sjoria. He’d caught Drakken staring murderously at the red-haired weredragon, and warned him not to consider his obnoxious dragon friend a tasty meal. The vampire had only regarded him with cold, glittering black eyes and said he wouldn’t make any promises.



The vampire’s hand gripped his elbow and guided him through the lobby of the seaside castle. All he could see was an opulent rug that cushioned his steps as he walked through a passageway that sounded cavernous. In the air was the scent of ocean breeze and aged stone.



“You can look up now. There’s no one around.” Drakken’s deep lulling voice said near his ear.



Davariel looked up into glittering obsidian eyes in a striking countenance framed by a lush fall of jet-black corkscrew curls. Drakken smiled at him in his usual seductive demeanor, until Remuel came up behind them and wrapped both arms around their necks in an enthusiastic manner that had the vampire growling in irritation.



“This place is over the top luxurious. Did you see the bosoms of the receptionists?”



Davariel barely registered the rest of Remuel’s words. The dragon’s scent wrapped around him, a scent he hadn’t noticed before. It made his entire body vibrate, his fangs tingle and his mouth salivate. He also grew erect.



“Remuel, your scent,” Davariel gasped grabbing the shocked were-dragon. He buried his nose in Remuel’s neck. “You smell of…sex.”



“You pig,” Zakreel laughed coming up next to them. “I told you to bathe before we left Earth.”



“My love, what’s going on?”



Luciel’s voice sounded far off as Davariel drowned himself in the dragon’s pleasant scent. He inhaled deeply, a strange energy filling him. He wanted more—needed more.



Only when Devon began to cry did he react. As if awakening from some trance, he sprang away from Remuel, who’d been struggling to disengage himself from his grip. The were-dragon stumbled back into Zakreel’s arms staring at Dava as if he’d lost his mind. Davariel frowned in confusion. What in Hades name had come over him? He caressed his son reassuringly, not wanting to look at anyone. He felt like an ass.



“I-I’m sorry. I don’t know what the hell came over me.”



Luciel came over to him. “Oh, my God, Dava. You’re burning up,” she exclaimed feeling his face.



He did feel warm, but thought it was due to his embarrassment.



“Let’s get to our rooms before someone sees us,” Drakken suggested. “And you . . .” he turned to look pointedly at Remuel, who was still leaning against Zakreel with his mouth open. “Stay away from Davariel.”



“B-but why? I don’t understand.” Remuel sniffed at his blood-red locks, then his forearm. “I did bathe.”



Behind him, Zakreel and Eriel chuckled.



***



When they arrived at their rooms, Davariel claimed he felt tired, which was nothing new, but now Luciel began to wonder at his constant sleepiness. At first she had thought it was from the traumatic ordeal his body had gone through, now with his strange fever and peculiar behavior she was beginning to wonder if it were something much more serious.



“Dava, do you feel ill?” She asked helping him unbind the baby from his chest. Drakken took Devon, and began to baby talk to him.



“I don’t get sick, Luci,” he sighed, continuing to remove the rest of his clothing, not caring that Drakken was still present.



Was it her imagination, or did Davariel’s body look even more muscular? As he passed before the balcony doors of their room to the massive canopied bed, the sunlight caught in his hair and she realized that it had more white-gold streaks in it and the ends were curling in striking loose spiral curls that almost completely covered his taut backside. Stars above. He was becoming even more spectacular. What did it all mean?



Davariel was asleep by the time his head touched the plump pillows. He lay on his stomach, gloriously naked with his legs slightly open. Luciel’s mouth watered at the sight of his upturned ass partially covered by his beautiful blond hair.



“He’s coming of age,” Drakken said in his hypnotic voice.



Luciel groaned in misery. “Drakken, please tell me. Is Dava a child?”



The vampire chuckled making her glare at him. “And if he were, don’t you think it’s a little too late to repent your having…lain with him?” Drakken’s well-shaped brow drew up as he rocked Devon in his arms pointedly.



Luciel turned back to gaze once more at Davariel as he slept on the enormous bed dressed in gold colored coverings and plush pillows. Just looking at him made her ache for him. Again, she groaned in misery.



“Fear not, my lovely Luciel.” The vampire’s voice was like a cool caress against her neck, making her jump in surprise. He moved so fast she never knew where he was going to pop up. Good thing he was a fellow Master Guardian and archangel otherwise she’d have impaled him with her sword at his suggestive advances. “As a Seraphian male, he’s quite of age, just a bit young.”



“How young?”



“In your Earth years he would be analogous to a nineteen year old.” When she covered her face in despair, he continued, “He’s not Earth-born, Luci. He’s Seraphian, fully adult, not some simpering teenage boy. Your sons carry his blood and grow in a similar fashion like him. Before they reach their first year, they will have grown to the size of an Edenian three year old. Their growth spurt almost stops there and they continue to grow normally after that, like any other Edenian until they’re twenty. After that the aging process literally stops”



Luciel looked at baby Lucien with a frown. They were going to grow faster than normal? She didn’t like that.



“Seraphs reach adolescence and teen-hood like any other Edenian, and are even capable of sexual activity.” He let his tongue trace Luci’s ear. She flinched away and glared at his smiling face, as he continued, “Though that doesn’t usually happen until they shed their first layer of baby feathers. When they’re about two hundred years old, they go into full sexual bloom, growing their adult plumage and feeling the full stirrings of desire for the first time.” Drakken continued to circle behind her and sniff at her hair and neck, making her bristle. He laughed at her irritation and kissed her temple. “Davariel is growing weak. He needs to feed… like me.”



“What?” Luciel spun around making Lucien, who was still in her arms, cry in fright. Dismayed at having scared her baby, she pulled her tunic aside and offered him her breast to soothe him. “There-there, my sweet baby. Mommy’s sorry,” she cooed at him as he latched on, blinking tear-filled blue eyes at her. He sniffled a few times, his chin trembling, then forgot about the displeasing episode altogether as he began to nurse eagerly. Luciel stared daggers at the vampire, who was leering openly at her bared breast. She didn’t need to read his mind to know he was dreaming of sinking his fangs into her other breast to sip from her as well. “Explain yourself,” she snapped.



He batted his silky black lashes at her with a mischievous smile that reminded her of Davariel’s. “Davariel’s cambion nature is beginning to manifest itself. As a child, he continuously over-fed on the projected energy from the millions that came to adore him on Seraphia. Then as dark prince, he fed off the plentiful orgies that took place amongst the devils and demons on Megdoluc. Since his rescue, your sexual desire is the only thing that has sustained him. The intake of energy is vastly different from what he’s accustomed. It’s like…using your crude Edenian term…like a junkie needing his usual fix.” Sharp, white fangs flashed briefly when he said fix, reminding her how deadly the enigmatic dark beauty was.



“Is that why he’s always so tired all the time…and the fever he has now?”



“The fever is only due to his going into his adult cambion phase. Once he completes that phase, he’ll draw his energy from erotic dreams versus actual sexual contact. I must warn you that his carnal appetites will become even more voracious than they are now.”



Luciel’s eyes widened at that. “Are you shitting me,” she scoffed, reverting to her New York City street language?



“I shit you not,” Drakken mimicked in his soft lulling voice, brows raised.



Again, she turned to the stunning sight of Davariel’s naked body sprawled out on the bed as he slept. He looked like an ethereal angel from heaven.



“What happens if he doesn’t get his usual…fix?”



When Drakken remained silent, she turned to face him. All playfulness had gone from his demeanor when he answered, “Then, like me, he falls into a deep sleep and turns to stone.”



Lucien must have felt the intense wave of anxiety that tore through his mother because he began to wail without consolation. Even Devon began to fuss in the vampire’s arms. She rocked the baby, trying to soothe him, turning to Drakken. “What must I do? Please. I can’t bear to think of life without him.”



“He needs to feed, Luci,” the vampire answered simply.



***



Not willing to remain at the castle resort any longer than necessary, Luciel purchased an immense glass and steel dwelling on a hilltop overlooking one of Sjoria’s tropical oceans.



They used a hover cruiser and traveled miles from civilization to reach the secluded home.



The hover cruiser flew through dense rain forests, splotched with colorful foliage. She saw through the windows of the craft a few exotic birds with strange bright plumage fluttering in the trees. They went over rolling hills, within the glass transportation tube, and past rocky cliffs that had lush waterfalls. It was paradise.



Too bad Davariel wasn’t conscious to enjoy the view with her.



It worried her that he slept against her shoulder the whole way. All he did was sleep, eat at her insistence, and make love to her… and that he would do for hours on end, leaving her barely conscious.



Maybe that was it. They were screwing each other to death. She barely had any strength herself, between feeding the voracious twins and satisfying their father’s insatiable sexual appetite. It was a miracle she wasn’t comatose.



Then, there were the bizarre dreams. Drakken had warned he’d start feeding there too.



The one she’d had the previous night had her pressing her thighs together and sighing as she felt herself grow slick with arousal. She dreamt she had a cock.



Davariel had gotten down on hands and knees before her and begged her to fuck him again. And she had. He’d tilted up his ass and taken her deep, moaning and arching his back as she rode him hard. His blond hair swept back and forth on the floor, her breasts bouncing with every thrust she used to fuck her man. She’d come so hard, she thought she’d die.



Davariel’s teeth nipping her earlobe startled her out of her daydream.



“Are you having naughty thoughts about me, pretty girl?” Those electric-blue eyes had her drowning in their intensity.



“Reading my mind again, huh,” she smirked.



He closed his eyes again, his nostrils flared. “No, my love. I can smell how wet you are.”



“Aw, have mercy already. Do you two ever take a break,” Remuel moaned adjusting his crotch. “I implore you not to start fucking again in front of me. Not fair.”



Luciel felt her cheeks burn, remembering the episode on the balcony in their room. Davariel had power bound Remuel in the chaise lounge next to them as he seduced Luciel before the red haired dragon-shifter. She still couldn’t believe she’d let Dava take her in front of Remuel. Poor Remu had come in his pants unable to help himself.



Davariel’s chuckle was mischievous, holding Remuel’s glittering green gaze as his hand snaked between Luci’s legs.



“Dava, no.” She clamped her thighs shut. She still wasn’t used to such public displays of intimacy.



Aside from Remuel, Zakreel sat wide eyed before them next to Eriel, who had a wicked smile on his countenance. Behind them, she heard the rest of the outcast reapers snickering.



She realized all reapers were perverted, especially her Dava. Their imposed celibacy had probably been a necessity in ancient times to keep them from fucking the entire universe. Most of them were bisexual, not caring who they slept with. Like Eriel, who loved to entice Davariel when he thought she wasn’t looking, and then would turn around to blatantly flirt with her.



At the front of the cruiser were the weretigris and in the rear were the werewolves. Drakken had spent the night with a female and would be arriving later in the evening. His skin was sensitive to sunlight.



They arrived at the sparkling masterpiece of glass and metal, but as soon as the doors to the cruiser opened, the dragons, reapers and Davariel ran out shouting in joy at the sight of the beautiful ocean. Clothing began flying everywhere as nine males divested themselves of their garb and raced to the edge of the water down the steep hill.



The reapers took flight and arrived first, diving into the rough surf, followed by Remuel and Zakreel who morphed into dragon form and soared into the surging water. Davariel lagged behind, running on his two long legs, the bright sunlight turning his gleaming hair almost white. Eriel circled back when he remembered Davariel couldn’t fly, and then swooped him up by his arms.



Luciel watched in horror, as Eriel flew straight into an enormous wave. She heard the smack of Davariel’s body as Eriel slammed him into the wall of water. They both disappeared within the surging tide.



“Son-of-a-bitch. That stupid imbecile,” she shrieked yanking her hair and already imagining Dava with a broken neck or back from the hard impact of the wave.



Cursing, she concentrated on his life force and found it still tangled up with Eriel’s. In desperation, she teleported both back to her.



Davariel floundered at her feet, unharmed but disorientated.



“Luci?”



She pulled him up, yanking him away from Eriel, who still clung to him, and tried to sense if he was hurt. He looked at her askance, dripping wet.



“Why’d you pull us out?” Eriel protested.



“You little shithead.” She rounded on Eriel, furious. “I was only trying to pull Dava out. If you wouldn’t have been so busy try to weasel your way into his ass, you’d still be in the water.”



The dark haired reaper flinched and instinctively hid his erect cock in guilt, his eyes round with fear.



Davariel gripped her shoulders before she ripped Eriel’s head off.



“Don’t you ever do that again,” she shrieked, shaking.



Behind her, Davariel gaped at Eriel. He covered his mouth to stifle the overwhelming urge to burst out laughing. She’d slapped the hell out of him the last time he laughed in the face of her anger. He was not getting himself—what was that Edenian phrase again? Oh, yes—’bitch slapped’ again.



“Oh, come-on.” Eriel stood, his dark brows drawing over his grey eyes.



Davariel gasped in shock at Eriel. If the reaper had any sense, he should shut up. Dava tried to signal for him to zip his maw, but the fool just continued to yap away.



“You treat him as though he were made of glass. Boo-hoo. Poor little Davariel—yeeeooow.”



Davariel cringed as his woman grabbed one of Eriel’s nipples and twisted, bringing the seven-foot black-winged reaper to his knees.



“Listen, you little scuz-ball, I’ve got better things to do than spend my time repairing all the damage you black winged morons like to inflict on Dava out of boredom. Also, I really don’t appreciate you trying to screw my man. Do you understand me, Eriel of Angelos?”



“Yes-yes. Please. You’re hurting my little teet.” He cried like a girl.



She let his nipple go, leaving it drawn and pink. He rubbed at it, shrinking away from her with a pout.



“The next time, I will telepathically rip every last feather from your pretty wings.”



Eriel’s color drained away. Davariel knew Eriel was already familiar with the horrors of that particular punishment. It had been his penalty after losing his virginity in a drunken stupor to a visiting alien on Seraphia. He’d told Dava he couldn’t help himself. The blue girl had four breasts and made him lose his common sense.



“My love, Eriel didn’t mean me any harm. Don’t get so riled,” Davariel intervened, hugging her.



In order to distract her, he pulled her away toward the house. Stone steps led up the hill, where they passed a sparkling pool, then a garden full of bright fragrant blooms. They entered through the wide double doors at the rear of the mansion. The were-wolf pack and the were-tigri clan also followed, keeping a discreet distance from each other.

They didn’t get along very well. The wolves would growl at the cats who would hiss in answer.



Davariel watched them as they separated once inside to investigate the various rooms in the mansion-sized dwelling. They were all in human form, and he thought it a shame they couldn’t appreciate each other’s beauty. They really were all very attractive.



“I don’t like that bad-boy smile on your sweet face,” Luciel commented dryly next to him. “What naughty perversion are you planning now?”



“Me?” He tried to look shocked, but couldn’t help laughing.



“You are such a naughty angel.” She shook her head in admonishment, trying not to smile, but failed.



Those were the words she’d spoken that morning, reminding him, he hadn’t fucked her in a few hours. His cock demanded to be fed.



He gripped her with a lusty growl, pulling her protesting to the shiny grey floor. Her squeals echoed in the grand entryway, which boasted massive vaulted ceilings with big panes of glass, giving the impression of being outside.



He froze, after ripping off her skimpy panties.



“Davariel. What is wrong with you? We’re going to be caught with our drawers down again. Dava?”



Something shiny caught his attention down the hall. He rose, pulling her up with him, her ruined panties in his free hand.



“Baby, what’s wrong?”



“Is that a mirror?” He frowned.



They walked to the left, passing the glass doors in the parlor beyond the entryway. There was a wide corridor that led past an ultra-modern, food preparation gallery into a round, tower-like, glass breakfast area and finally into a vast gathering hall. Here, too, were ceiling to floor panes of glass that looked out to the ocean. There was a colossal fireplace on the facing wall when one entered. It had a mirror over its mantle that went up about sixty-feet to the vaulted ceiling. The mirror reflected the second and third levels of the house.



A mated couple from the wolf pack looked down, before continuing their exploration of their new home. They had a one-year-old daughter named Anniel, who loved touching the twins saying pwitty baby.



Davariel stared at the mammoth mirror, feeling apprehension. He didn’t like mirrors knowing how easy it was for demons and devils to travel through them. He’d had the ones in their room back at the Edenian were-tigri compound removed for the same reason. This one was going too—as soon as possible.



“Baby?” Her fingers threaded through his wet hair.



He turned and wrapped her in his arms. “Don’t mind me, my love. Have I told you that I love you today?”



“Only about a thousand times.” He felt her smile into his chest. “I love you too, Davariel.” He closed his eyes to revel in those words. “That love is only rivaled by the love I feel for Devon and Lucien.”



He chuckled. “I don’t mind sharing your heart with those two little gluttons—as long as they get their own mates when they’re old enough to fuck.”



“Dava,” she looked at him in shock.



He only chuckled. “Where were we, my love?” He growled as his hand lifted the loose colorful caftan she wore and grabbed her cute little ass. “Ah, yes… I was going to fuck you within an inch of your life.”



She gasped, trying to resist him. It only incited him further. It was a game they played. One he enjoyed immensely.



He pulled her hard against his chest as his hands squeezed her rear. She wiggled against him, feigning to struggle.



“Tell me, woman… your pussy or your mouth?” He nipped her neck, grinding his rigid length against her.



“No.” She opened her mouth to say more, but he shoved his tongue into it.



He kissed her, biting at her lips and thrusting his tongue into her mouth, forcing her to the floor with his superior strength. Breaking the kiss, he turned her over on her stomach. He licked his fingers and probed her anal star. He felt her flinch.



“My love, let me have you here.”



Her wide blue eyes peered at him over her shoulder. “With that twelve inch anti-matter canon? Are you out of mind?”



He chuckled at her strange way of speaking. “It won’t hurt, baby. I promise.”



“Yeah, right.”



She obviously didn’t believe him. Smart girl. “Then I’ll kiss it and make it better.” He gripped her waist and began rubbing against her. He could see the apprehension in her eyes. Davariel knew he could give her pleasure, but she was too frightened to let him. He was just going to have to show her there was nothing to fear.



Davariel awakened amidst a sea of limbs and naked bodies. He felt dizzy, as if he’d had too much to drink. What the hell happened? Everyone around him was unconscious…including Luciel. He struggled to sit up, holding her so that she didn’t fall to the floor. She was lying on his chest. Remuel was lying with his head on her stomach. Snippets of memory came to him, until he finally remembered….



His heart beat loudly as he hugged Luciel to himself. I did this.



He remembered the words from the entity that held him in the dream…I’m a succubus. You, my son, are a cambion.



“I’m a monster.”



Fear curled in the pit of his stomach. He’d been making love to Luci and then he’d just…lost all control. He noticed tigers and wolves laying over each other. Even the reapers were unconscious. Everyone was going to be extremely angry with him.



Crying drew his attention. He scrambled to his feet, scooping Luciel’s sleeping form in his arms and hurried to find his sons.



He found them alone in their nursery.



Luciel had this room prepared for the arrival of the twins. Plush cream carpeting covered the entire floor. There was only one solid wall and it had the holographic image of realistic moving billowy clouds on it. The rest of the walls were glass. The room had cream-colored drapes that were slightly open allowing a bit of the bright sun into the room. Hundreds of toys lined low shelves and in the very center of the room were two round cribs made of brushed silver steel and glass.



Devon and Lucien fussed, their little arms and legs flailing. Already, he noticed Devon trying to turn over. Lucien had part of a pillow stuffed into his mouth as he tried in vain to suck thinking it was his mommy’s breast. His blond son was getting red-faced and riled.



Davariel placed Luciel on a plush couch, then rushed to his baby boys.



He took Lucien first, because the baby was more demanding than Devon, and hurried to Luciel. Half way there he gasped in shock when little Luke latched onto his nipple.



“Ow. Sorry to tell you this, little one, but there’s no milk in there. Wow. You suck hard.”



Lucien’s piercing cry rang throughout the room when his vigorous sucking produced no satisfying milk.



“Don’t cry, my baby boy. Here…here’s mommy’s teet for you.”



Davariel placed Lucien at Luciel’s breast, hoping she didn’t have to be conscious for the milk to flow. Sniffling loudly, the baby latched on. He suckled for a few seconds, but had worked himself into such an anxious state he continued to cry without consolation.



Davariel kissed his downy head and stroked his quivering little body trying to soothe him. In a soft lulling voice, he began to sing a lullaby he’d heard the dragons sing to them.



Lucien calmed down and nursed with a tremulous sigh.



Davariel turned to look at Devon, knowing that he should be nursing too. The baby had managed to turn over and bobbed his head trying to keep it raised. The glowing blue eyes seemed to be searching for something. Was he looking for his twin? His rosy lips began to pout as he sniffled. Soon Devon was crying heartbroken.



Davariel’s own heart twisted in agony. They would suffer if separated. If anything were to happen to Luciel and him…they could not remain together until they were older. It was the only way they would be safe.



Bowing his head, he cursed himself. He’d brought two innocents into this realm carrying his cursed blood. Now they would suffer because of it…because of their father.



What have I done?



Luciel heard a beautiful masculine voice singing.



“. . . Waiting for the winter sun…and the cold light of day….”



She stirred, feeling disorientated. The last thing she recalled was…Davariel and Remuel kissing each other—Holy crap. Dava made Remu go down on me. They both made me c…. She gasped and clamped her thighs tight with a moan. Drakken was right. Davariel was losing control more and more to sate his hunger.



“I throw myself into the sea…release the wave…let it wash over me . . .”



Again, the singing drew her attention. Blinking open her eyes, she discovered herself naked on the cream-colored couch in the twins nursery. One of the balcony’s glass panes was open, making the billowy cream curtains dance delicately with the tropical ocean breeze.



“. . . to face the fear…I once believed…the tears of the dragon…for you and for me.”



She rose, wondering if this was another one of Davariel’s projected dreams, and drifted dazed to the open balcony.



The sight took her breath away.



Davariel sat reclined on a lounger. His hair draped over the back of the chair and moved like the silken curtains in the breeze. His sinewy body was relaxed, naked except for the large pillow covering his loins, upon which he’d reclined the babies’ plump little bodies. They were also naked, moving their chubby legs and smiling up in adoration into their father’s face.



He stopped singing and turned his head to her. She almost wanted to cry, fall to her knees and beg him to continue.



She bit her tongue instead, knowing his ability to enthrall made him uncomfortable. Still, he regarded her with those big, brilliant, blue irises. They barely glowed anymore, revealing how beautiful and rare the original color was; a shock of vibrant blue surrounded by a dark ring.



“Trying to get the boys used to your nudist ways, eh?”



His lips kicked up in a lazy smile. “They don’t like clothes either. Look how happy and free they seem now.” He gripped two little ankles and brought his head down to kiss their pudgy feet. They gurgled in delight, flailing tiny fists. “My love, you’re too far away. Come join us.”



She’d barely finished snuggling up to him when he began devouring her mouth.



“Davariel, the babes.”



“The babes will delight in seeing how much their parents love each other,” he groaned against her lips. “Luci, my Luci…I love you so much it hurts.”



“Oh, Dava….”



She let him kiss her, but then he stiffened and looked down.



Luciel covered her mouth trying to stifle her guffaw. Two little streams wet his muscled belly. The babies squealed in delight at their shocked father. “Oh, yeah. They definitely look free and happy now, Dava. Let’s just hope they don’t free anything else.”



Later, that evening, Drakken returned to find Davariel trying to apologize and convince everyone to gather for dinner.



The vampire didn’t ask anything, only watched in amusement. From what little he heard, it seemed as though he’d missed out on an exquisite orgy. Davariel’s cambion abilities were already manifesting themselves.



“You needed to feed, Davariel. You don’t see them begging their food for forgiveness when they eat,” he finally drawled.



“They’re my friends, not food,” Davariel answered, annoyed.



Drakken laughed. He remembered an Edenian cartoon about fish that said a similar thing. “Okay, Nemo, I gottcha.”



“Now you’re talking weird like Luci.” Davariel screwed up his face in a confused grimace.



Drakken drifted to him, stopping a breath away from his lips. He sniffed at the cambion, rolling his eyes. “Your blood becomes cleaner of the evil that polluted it. You smell like…love, Davariel. I want a sip.” He dipped his head and tasted Davariel’s lips. The golden beauty tasted of chocolate, champagne…and lust in its purest essence. Drakken shuddered, feeling his fangs elongate.



“Haven’t you indulged enough, vampire?”



Drakken ceased licking across Davariel’s lush lips at the angry sound of Luciel’s voice behind them. He frowned at her for interrupting his snack. “Do you ever tire of Davariel making love to you?”



Davariel snickered.



“How could you compare-” she began.



“Because, for me feeding is more pleasurable than sex,” Drakken interjected. “Even Davariel feels more alive when he feeds from the sexual energy generated by others around him. Sex is just an appetizer.”



Davariel snorted this time. When they both looked at him in irritation, he merely replied in Luciel’s Edenian jargon, “not.”



***



Luciel knew Davariel needed to feed this way as he came of age for a cambion, but seeing how he let others touch him so intimately made her feel jealous.



There were other problems arising as well. Seraphia’s new high priest knew where they were. Ashriel had requested to meet with her in the Master Guardians’ space station orbiting Sjoria.



She’d heard he was young, but she hadn’t expected a boy as young as Abdiel. Ashriel was very impressive, though. Already, he towered over Luciel by at least a foot, and his body was more muscular than Dava’s.



Luciel gave him a curt nod when she finally met him. The reaper looked like he never smiled, his handsome face wearing a perpetual scowl.



He folded his meaty arms over his chest, regarding her with keen, silver eyes. “How is Davariel?”



“In good health. Thank you.” She kept her tone as cold and impersonal as his.



“And his spawn?”



Luciel gritted her teeth, reminding herself that different species of humanoids used different mannerisms of speech. “Our babies are fine.”



Finally, Luciel saw emotion flash in the reaper’s face. His eyes went as round as his mouth, and his wings folded straight back, as if praying. “Babies? Davariel has fathered a brood of demons?”



Luciel clenched her fists. “My babies are not demons.”



Ashriel went back to scowling. “Davariel’s blood was still tainted when he mated you.”



The way he said mated made her feel dirty, like a whore. “He was changing. His blood wasn’t black anymore. It was red.”



Ashriel took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing to tiny slits. “And what color of blood do your babies carry?”



Luciel summoned her divine sword. “What does it matter? They’re just babies. I believe they’re entitled to free will because they carry my blood as well.”



“You can’t protect them forever, Luciel. I’ll be watching…closely…always. If one of them so much as goes near any of the portals to hell….”



“Don’t” Luciel’s words hissed through clenched teeth “threaten my boys.”



“How many are there?”



“They’re twins.”



“Identical?”



“No.”



Ashriel buried his face in his hands and fell to his knees. “God, no. It isn’t over yet then.”



“What the hell are you talking about?”



Ashriel’s head snapped back up. “Sit, because this is going to take a long time to explain, Master Guardian.”



***



At dinnertime, everyone made their appearance, subdued. The only ones that laughed and chatted as if nothing happened were the reapers…of course. They had no decency.



Luciel did note, however, that the wolves no longer growled at the tigers and the latter no longer hissed whenever their hands happened to touch when reaching for something on the table.



Davariel’s eyes glittered with happiness as he surveyed everyone around him. He practically glowed, looking more stunning than ever before.



She couldn’t help staring at him. He was an angel. A real one…and he didn’t even realize it…didn’t remember fully. According to Ashriel, two more were missing. Their essences were either within one of the babes, or locked away somewhere else, lost.



God had created seven angels of love; he called them his Alpha angels. Lucifer had become jealous of them and cast them down into this realm.



The first one, the youngest of the seven, he’d turned into a horrible beast, with the head and tail of a lion, the horns and body of an ox, the talons and wings of an eagle, and thousands of eyes covering her deformed body. He then tossed her far, on the very outskirts of creation, alone.



The second angel, one of the stronger ones, had sprouted wings as she fell, trying to fly back up to heaven, but she fell upon a planet and shattered her new body. A kind-hearted humanoid tended to her until she grew strong again. Instead of leaving, she chose to remain because she’d fallen in love with the man. She became the mother of the Seraphian race.



Lucifer tried to seduce the third angel. When she refused his advances, he tossed her into this realm also, cursing her to become a slave to sex by turning her into a succubus.



As she fell, the last four angels saw what happened and confronted Lucifer. He pretended that it had all been an accident and pitched a golden rope down to save her. When the last four angels began pulling their sister up, Lucifer got behind them with the excuse that he was going to tether the rope to a column. What he did was finish pushing the last four into the portal to this realm. As the five angels hurtled down, they began crashing into each other. Since they still had no physical form, their essences combined into one, and finished trapped inside the angel turned succubus.



Davariel was born of her, and, as such, one or both of her babies was an angel in disguise. And one of those missing angels would be the one to set Lucifer free—an angel, with stars for eyes and hair of gold.



That night Davariel wore some of the clothing she had purchased for him; a loose fitting tunic with billowy sleeves that fit tight on his forearms. The tunic had a deep v cut exposing his sun-kissed chest. His blond hair poured like molten gold over his broad shoulders, past his trim waist, the candlelight making the abundant white streaks in it shimmer like silver. He wore a pair of black pants that molded to his lean hips and long sinewy legs like a dream. Knee-high boots finished the look, making him look rakish and sexy as hell.



Luciel watched as he gazed at everyone, his eyes brimming with love…for all of them. This was his true nature. He was an angel of love, after all. He turned his gaze to her and his eyes smoldered. The love he felt for her was special, more intense. He smiled.



After a while, the shyness seemed to evaporate and laughter drifted into the night air, perfumed with the lush flowers that grew beyond the balconies around the glass and steel mansion. The open glass panes in the dining room let in the ocean breeze and she activated the sound system to play soothing music for their entertainment.



Remuel retrieved a few bottles of liquor and soon everyone was pawing at each other again…this time without Davariel’s intervention.



The heightened sensual tension affected Davariel the same way a bleeding wound would affect Drakken. Davariel panted as he watched two male wolves converge on a female weretigri. One fused his mouth to hers and the other slid his hand up her skirt to finger her. She moaned and opened her legs, allowing the male to play with her wet cunt, clearly visible to all since she wore no panties under her short skirt. Two of the reapers chuckled and began kissing, their hands stroking each other’s straining erections. Luciel watched, mesmerized as one of the female wolves undid the ties to their pants, letting their cocks spring out. The girl grabbed both cocks and began licking and sucking each one into her hungry mouth. Both reapers caressed her hair and cheeks, thrusting into her lips as she devoured them.



The feel of her dress tearing had Luciel looking down at herself. Davariel was growling, his tongue lapping at her nipples as he finished tearing her dress off. Pushing her down into the cushions of the sofa they occupied, he crawled up her body and presented her with his cock. Luciel groaned taking his flesh into her mouth, hungry for the taste of it. Her angel moved above her with his beautiful grace, body undulating in an erotic dance as he fucked her mouth with smooth deep strokes.



“Lick her,” he growled, making her frown until she felt the distinct feel of a tongue sliding up her slit. She would have cried out in passion, but Dava chose that moment to push his prick deeper into her throat.

AUTHORS NOTE:



This story is very long and contains just about every sex act. It is also a story about infidelity and woman who succumbs to her hidden sexual desires.




PRELUDE



Audrey Flowers walked in the showroom of the car dealership owned by Mark Jennings. Ever since she and Mark had hooked up for sex she had been unable to stay away from him. There was something about his charisma and magnetism that she found irresistible. The fact that he had a superb cock also went a long way. Audrey spotted Mark’s top salesman Jack Moore and she tried to avoid him but jack spotted her and he knew why she was there. Audrey picked up the pace on the way to Mark’s office but jack cut her off.



“Hi there Audrey,” Jack said as he looked her up and down. She was wearing a salmon colored summer dress that was cut above the knees. Her legs looked gorgeous as they always did. “Here to get your horns scrapped or are you just going to suck Mark’s cock today,” Jack insinuated with a sinister laugh.



Audrey moved around him in a huff and continued on to Mark’s office. Mark was seated behind his desk when he saw the attractive bleach blonde enter his office. “Mark, I want to file a formal complaint against Jack Moore for making inappropriate remarks,” Audrey stated.



Mark laughed and got up from behind his desk. He took Audrey by her elbow and pulled her into his office. Mark closed the door and then turned toward her. “What did Jack say that he wanted to fuck you?” Mark bellowed and broke into laughter.



“Mark that is not funny; I am getting tired of his lewd comments.”



“Oh be quiet and get over here and bend over my desk,” he told her as he pulled her to him.



Audrey bent over the desk as she was told and looked over her shoulder. Mark lifted the hem of her summer skirt and flipped it up over her back. Audrey remained still as Mark ran his hands over her pantyhose and panty covered ass. “Nice,” he said and then he pulled her hose down to her knees. Next he pulled the panties down to her knees and his hands returned to caress her bare ass.



Mark took his time playing with her curvy ass as it was one of the nicest ones he had ever seen or fucked. He took a device that looked like a syringe from his desk and placed it in her anus. Mark inserted the device and depressed the plunger dispensing an amble amount of lubricant into her passageway. Mark then lowered his pants and underwear to his knees freeing his impressive cock which was already erect.



Audrey knew what was coming and she tried to relax to facilitate the anal penetration. Mark eased his long thick cock into her ass slowly but steadily. Audrey gasped as the big dick filled her rectum yet again. Marl began to move slowly letting her loosen up and then he picked up the pace. His finger found her pussy and he fingered her and rubbed her clit as he fucked her in the ass. Audrey grunted and cooed as the dick slid in and out of her shapely ass.



Mark then surprised her when he picked up the phone and called Jack on the intercom. “Jack, hey it’s Mark. Come to my office right now, it’s important.”



Audrey couldn’t believe that Mark had called his salesman and told him to come to the office. She didn’t want to be seen getting her ass fucked by anyone much less Jack Moore. However she knew that she was helpless to do anything about it. Just then Jack entered the office. He looked at Audrey bent over the desk with Mark fucking her but it took him a minute to realize that he was fucking her in the ass.



“Jack, lock the door and then I want you to stick your dick in Audrey’s mouth,” Mark directed.



“Noooo,” Audrey cried out.



“Oh yeah,” Mark countered.



“Oh boy I have been looking forward to this day,” Jack said as she dropped his pants and underwear.



Audrey looked at his semi-hard cock that was rapidly getting stiff. Even though she did not want to do anything with Jack, she had to admit that he had a nice cock. Jack wasn’t as big as Mark but he was above average and he was bigger than her husband. Jack moved over to the desk and turned Audrey’s face toward his cock. He pressed forward and she instinctively took it in her mouth.



“That a girl. Give jack a good blow job. I told him how good you were, so don’t disappoint him,” Mark told her.



Mark drilled Audrey’s ass as she performed her oral expertise on Jack’s cock. Mark continued to finger her pussy and rub her clit causing Audrey to cum several times before the guys did. Mark pressed forward and filled her rectum with a massive cum shot. Minutes later Jack was flooding her mouth with his seed. Audrey felt her holes fill up with their discharges and she loved the sensation. She remained bent over the desk as the two guys pulled up their underwear and pants. “God what a slut I am,” she thought to herself.



TWO MONTHS AGO



Audrey met Mark at a mutual friend’s party one Saturday night. She was attracted to Mark as were many of the other women at the party. They both had something in common as both their spouse were lushes and they were before significantly overweight. Audrey was wearing a light blue chiffon dress that showed off her gorgeous legs. At 5’5″ and 105 pounds she was a very pretty 26 year old woman. Her 34-24-35 figure was eye catching but it was her killer ass that drew the men’s eyes.



Mark was a handsome stud of a man at 28 years old. He was extremely fit and at 6’1″ he weighed 185 pounds. Mark had light brown hair and hazel eyes. He owned a car dealership in New Jersey and he had been very successful with it. He had many contacts to which he sold fleets of cars. Mark was a womanizer and he loved to fuck as many as he could. He was attracted to Audrey and he noticed her checking him out.



Mark’s wife and Audrey’s husband was busy drinking and feeding their face when Mark approached Audrey. They made small talk and then they discreetly left the party room and located one of the guest bedrooms. They quietly entered the room that was dimly lit with a night light. Audrey sat down on the bed and her tiny hands fumbled with Mark’s pants. She pushed his pants and underwear down over his hips to his feet as his big cock bounced in front of her face. Audrey stared hungrily at his huge cock and then reached out with her tiny hand to stroke it. She marveled at its size and Mark sighed as she masturbated him.



She leaned forward and her tongue snaked out and lapped at his ball sac lightly, then she gently licked up and down his shaft. Her tongue circled his cock head as she slowly took the head of his penis into her mouth. Her lips slid further down the shaft as she was able to take half of his cock in her mouth drawing a moan from him. They hadn’t spoken a word to each other since they entered the room. Audrey began to bob her head back and forth on his cock, sucking hard on his huge member and testing her gag line. She was able to get about seven inches in her mouth. Audrey slurped loudly on Mark’s dick as her soft lips glided smoothly up and down his long cock.



Mark stood before Audrey as she sucked ravenously on his oversized cock. Her hand cupped his balls and gently caressed them as her tongue licked at the head of his dick each time it came out of her mouth. Mark placed his hands on the back of her head and guided her as she gave him an incredible blowjob. He loved the way she sucked his cock. She was so hot and he couldn’t believe his good fortune as he held her hair back to watch her pretty face and sensuous mouth. Audrey kept her eyes closed with her lips snugly wrapped around his shaft as she bobbed back and forth. She was still incredibly turned on and her pussy was soaked.



Mark had now come into her life with his big cock and Audrey realized that she would be addicted to it. She was so enamored with his impressive cock; she found that she loved to suck on it. Audrey was desperate to please him and to make him cum. She loved to swallow cum. Audrey wanted this to be Mark’s best blow job ever and she put all her efforts into it even more so than she ever had. It did not take long to bring Mark to the edge.



Mark announced that he was cumming and Audrey clamped down on his cock determined to swallow every drop of his seed. She could feel his cock jerk in her hand as volley after volley bounced off the back of her throat. Audrey swallowed as quickly as she could and did not allow a drop to escape her mouth. She continued to suck on his cock milking it dry of his sperm. Then Audrey took the cock from her mouth and Mark watched as she squeezed more cum out the end of his dick. Audrey then wrapped her lips around it and sucked his man juice dry. She nibbled on his dick head causing him to shiver and push her away. Mark’s cock stayed hard and Audrey marveled at the impressive organ before her.



They heard voice in the hallway and Mark quickly pulled up his underwear and pants. They waited until the sound died down and then they left the room one at a time. Mark told Audrey to stop by the dealership and they could make plans to get together. A week later Audrey stopped by the dealership to meet with Mark.



“You are looking mighty fine these days, Audrey.”



She smiled and replied, “I’m ready to take you up on your offer, if you remember the promise of getting together.”



Mark was pleased, “Great, I’ll set it up. What day works for you?”



“Any day during the day will work,” Audrey replied nervously.



“Okay you can leave your car here and I’ll take you for a test drive,” Mark told her in a business like tone.



“Alright,” Audrey agreed.



Mark grabbed the keys for the demo car and he drove to a romantic interlude. He parked next to the room in a parking space that was secluded as each room had an assigned parking space. They got out of the car and walked inside and Audrey took a quick look around. The room had a large bed with large mirrors on one wall and the ceiling. There was a large Jacuzzi tub in the room along with a bathroom equipped with a shower. There was also a small refrigerator and a TV in the room. That day Audrey had worn a summer dress that was cut about 8″ above her knees and showed off her shapely tanned legs.



Mark led her over to the bed and hiked her dress up around her waist. He maneuvered her onto the bed and whispered in her ear that he was going to play with her ass. He then removed Audrey’s panties pulling them off her buttocks slowly as if he were unveiling an art masterpiece. He placed a pillow in front of Audrey so that she could place her head on it and as she did she pushed her ass up and arched her back. Audrey was now eager to be pleasured.



Before Mark began he stood behind Audrey and took in her marvelous ass, so round, so shapely and so beautiful. Then as Mark knelt on the bed he noticed Audrey’s face aglow and her eyes wide in anticipation. Mark then began to explore her ass as he began to caress it, massage it and rub her cheeks. He pulled her cheeks apart slightly and revealed her sweet tight aperture. Then he ran a finger over her sensitive little bud and watched it quiver when he touched it. Mark then lowered his head and planted soft tender kisses all over her buttocks. Audrey cooed aloud when she felt his lips on her backside.



Mark placed both hands on her ass and began to massage her buttocks again. Audrey felt the tender but firm deep massage of his fingertips. Mark would push her ass cheeks together and then pull them apart to expose her sweet asshole each time. When he exposed her anus, Audrey could feel the cool air on her rosebud. Mark again lowered his mouth to one of her buttocks and pressed his lips against it. Then he blew a steady breath onto Audrey’s anus and watched as goose bumps covered her skin.



He took his time planting well placed kisses on her buttocks and then began a slow torturous journey toward the crack of her ass. Audrey smelt so nice and so fresh that Mark realized she had prepared herself for that moment. Mark’s lips then came into contact with the crack in her ass and trailed a line of kisses down to her anus. Audrey’s body tensed as she was nervous, anxious and excited all at the same time.



Mark gently pried her cheeks apart wider exposing her nether hole even more. Then he lowered his lips to her anus and gently kissed it and caressed it with his lips. He repeated this act several times and Audrey moaned aloud as her ass was pampered for the first time in her life. Mark then moved lower and kissed the sensitive spot between her asshole and her pussy and Audrey groaned again. He then extended his tongue and lightly licked the sensitive area as he continued the journey toward her pussy. Audrey flinched at the first contact with her pussy as she was unprepared for that. Mark then began to lick a line from her pussy back to her asshole and then he flicked his tongue across her nether hole. Audrey’s body gave in to the incredible erotic sensations and craved more attention.



Mark took his time and spent many minutes repeating the actions that seemed to turn Audrey on. His hands continued to massage her fabulous globes while his lips and tongue explored her asshole. Both Mark and Audrey learned how much she like to be kissed, licked and gently nibbled. Her body would twitch and flinch at the long strokes from his tongue and her buttocks would tighten when his tongue probed her anus.



Audrey lay on the bed and she could feel her heart racing and her chest pounding. Mark then leaned over and whispered to her again and told her how beautiful she looked with her ass pushed up high in the air. Then he began to explore her with his fingers. He placed his index finger on her tailbone and slid it down ever so slowly toward her puckered asshole. He probed gently with the tip of his finger and it fit perfectly in the entrance of her tight hole.



Audrey tensed up at first and tightened her ass but then she relaxed when she realized that he was going to be gentle. Mark pressed his finger in gently applying a little pressure as his finger entered the outer edge of her anus entering it just ever so slightly. Then he probed a little deeper and wiggled inside Audrey’s ass. He then removed his finger and Audrey felt its absence. Then she felt a cool substance on her anus and she realized that Mark had applied some sort of lubricant to her ass.



Audrey felt Mark kiss her ass cheeks again and then his finger returned to her asshole and spread the lubricant around the entrance. Audrey felt her asshole pucker up as it received the tip of Mark’s finger and she wondered how it would feel when he finally put it in her. Her body ached with desire and she realized that she wanted more. She wanted to be touched, penetrated, and filled up and to be explored in her forbidden area. Mark’s finger slid in deeper and Audrey instinctively clamped her asshole around his finger. Mark held still in her and waited for her to relax before probing deeper.



Mark then wiggled his finger back and forth and let it slide out slowly to the first knuckle. Audrey felt his finger slide out and she instinctively clamped her ass around it again, this time to hold it in place. Mark could feel her sphincter muscle clench his finger as if she were milking it and nursing it. Mark knew the battle that was going on within her body. The sphincter was designed to push things out not pull them in. Each time Audrey relaxed her asshole, Mark pushed his finger in deeper until she clamped around it again. This process continued until the entire finger was buried in Audrey’s ass.



With his other hand Mark continued to pay attention to the rest of her ass. His hand wandered all over her shapely buttocks massaging and caressing her soft skin. At the same time he continued to slide his finger in and out of Audrey’s asshole and he enjoyed watching her muscle grip his finger each time. Audrey’s breathing had become labored and she began to rotate her ass in tiny circles as if to get the finger in deeper. Mark was in no rush as this is exactly what he had planned. He wanted Audrey to enjoy every moment of the anal sensations. He wanted to work Audrey into a state that she would beg him to fuck her ass or her pussy or both. For now though he was content to worship and devour her hot luscious ass.



Mark then lowered his face to her ass and licked her as he probed her with his finger. He took his other hand and reached under her to find her pussy and her clit. As soon as Mark made contact with Audrey’s hot wet pussy her body trembled as a wave of pleasure passed through her. Mark was very skilled at finding a woman’s g-spot and he located Audrey’s instantly. Between one rubbing her g-spot, another diddling her clit and a third finger in her ass, Audrey groaned loudly and her body shook with desire. She knew that she was close to her first orgasm.



Mark’s two fingers in her pussy matched the rhythm of the finger in her ass Audrey could feel all the fingers in her separated only by a thin membrane inside her. Mark pumped his fingers in and out and Audrey went wild. Mark could feel her body giving itself over to him. It was his now to do as he wished. Her pussy was dripping wet, her ass clamped tight around his finger and her hips pushed back at him but Mark did not want her to explode just yet.



Mark suddenly removed his fingers from her holes leaving her empty. Audrey screamed for him put them back in her, to fill her up again. Her eyes were wide open and she had a wanton look on her face. Her body was begging to be fucked but Mark was in no hurry. He enjoyed this moment and he savored her dilemma. Mark loved doing this to a woman, teasing her and prolonging her climax. He wanted Audrey’s anticipation to last as long as possible.



Mark then lowered his lips down to her hot ass and planted kisses all over it again. He massaged the smooth white flesh of her ass as he kissed it and Audrey cooed. She longed for his fingers to be back in her. Mark moved his mouth directly over her anus and blew on her nether hole. Audrey thrust her ass back into Mark’s face as if to impale her ass on his tongue. Mark needed no further encouragement and his hands spread her ass open wide so he could probe her asshole. Mark stiffened his tongue like a tiny dick and probed Audrey’s asshole. He poked his tongue in and out of her ass then he covered her ass completely with his mouth and sucked hard on it. Mark began to lick, nibble and tickle the sensitive rosebud and Audrey cried out in passion.



“Are you ready to cum, Audrey? Do you want me to make you cum?” Mark teased her.



“Oh God yes, please make me cum, let me cum,” Audrey screamed back.



It was the first words they had spoken in over an hour. Mark then reached under her again and located her clit. Audrey’s pussy was sopping wet and Mark knew she was very close to a climax. He played with her puffy pussy lips as she diddled her clit and then he pushed first one, then two and finally three fingers into her pussy. Mark then pulled his mouth off her ass and pushed two fingers from his other hand into Audrey’s snug asshole. Audrey gasped and swallowed hard at the new invasion in her ass but her state of desire and the lubrication facilitated the extra digit.



Mark now had three fingers in her pussy and two in her ass as he picked up the rhythm. The thrusts became deep and hard as he relished with the delight of devouring her ass and pussy with his fingers. Audrey responded by pushing her ass back against his hands as she fucked back at them.



“That’s it Audrey, fuck back, fuck my fingers in your holes,” Mark called out to her.



Mark finger fucked her two holes with both hands as Audrey pushed back against him. He could feel the small patch of skin separating the three fingers in her pussy from the two in her asshole. Mark was getting carried away and he began to furiously fuck her lovely hungry body with his fingers. Then it happened and Audrey exploded. She clamped down on the fingers in her body and her pussy spasmed as a massive orgasm rocked her. Audrey screamed out loud with her mind blowing climax. Mark pulled his fingers from her asshole and replaced them with his mouth.

He could feel the hot moisture in Audrey’s pussy as it coated his fingers. Mark continued to lick her quivering asshole as her first orgasm subsided but then another orgasm rocked Audrey’s body. This one seemed even more intense than the first and it caught them both by surprise. Mark kept his mouth on Audrey’s ass until the second orgasm had passed and she seemed to recover. With one last kiss on her cute little rosebud, Mark lifted himself up and looked at the beautiful Audrey. She had her head turned to one side on the pillow with a look of pure lust and gratitude in her eyes.



Mark then stood up and removed all his clothes and for the second time Audrey saw his cock. Although he was big, he was not a freak but even so Audrey was intimidated by the size. Mark moved around the bed and removed Audrey’s clothes so that she was completely naked now. He gently squeezed her small tits and tweaked her hard erect nipples as he complimented her on her figure. Mark had Audrey remain in the same position on the bed and then he caressed her curvy ass again.



“I am going to fuck you in the ass Audrey. You have an ass that was made for fucking. I can see that your ass is asking to be fucked.”



“Mark, I’m not sure, it’s not right,” Audrey said nervously but she knew she had come this far and Mark would not take no for an answer.



“I don’t really want to do this Mark but if you must then please be gentle,” Audrey said timidly.



Mark poured more lubricant on her ass and worked it into her asshole. Audrey arched her back and pointed her beautiful ass back at him. He coated her asshole with a generous amount of oil and slid his thick finger back in her hole. He took his time preparing her ass relishing every moment. He then coated his entire cock with the oil and placed the head at the entrance to her anus. Mark pushed forward and the thick cock head squeezed into Audrey’s tight asshole.



Audrey winched in pain as her asshole was stretched wider than it ever and she gasped, “Go slow let me get used to it.”



Mark withdrew his cock head and then pushed it back in this time causing more pleasure than pain. He pushed until a couple of inches were in her ass. Audrey found her self holding her breath and her body was covered in goose bumps. Mark was so thick that her asshole stretched to new dimensions and held his cock in a vice like grip. Mark slowly slid his dick in and out of her each time going a little deeper. Audrey pushed back as if she were trying to poop as she knew that would make the penetration easier. Audrey’s brief pain had subsided and it was replaced with a feeling of fullness.



Audrey relaxed a little and then felt more of Mark’s cock slide into her asshole. She grunted out loud as she felt fuller and then a wave of pleasure passed through her body. She was convinced that Mark had his whole cock in her now but really he only had about half of his big dick in her. She felt so full so had no idea that he had about another four inches before he was done. Mark kept adding more and more of his cock to her ass. There was discomfort then fullness and then pleasure each time he went deeper. Audrey would tense, relax and then enjoy it. This pattern continued until Mark had his whole cock buried in Audrey’s ass.



Mark reached around and played with her clit as he pounded her ass. Her pussy and asshole were on fire as the big cock reached previously untouched areas in her body. Audrey was on the brink of another huge orgasm as Mark methodically fucked her in her tight anus with his sizeable cock. He loved watching his cock slide out of Audrey’s shapely ass and then plunge back in as his hips slapped against her curvy ass cheeks causing them to jiggle with each thrust. Her orgasm surged within her as he fucked her ass harder and faster.



As Audrey came and came her entire body went into spasm. Her pussy convulsed and clamped around Mark’s fingers coating them with her cunt juice. Audrey’s asshole pulsated as Mark drove his big cock in and out of it. Her ass involuntarily squeezed and released his huge member as he fucked it causing him to finally lose it. Mark slid his pecker deep into Audrey’s rectum as his cock spasmed and sent a thick stream of hot cum into her channel. Mark kept fucking her as load after load was fired into her ass. His cock kept twitching and spurting inside the impaled Audrey.



Audrey had never felt so full of cum and there was no where for it to go, blocked by Mark’s swollen cock buried in her ass. He slowed his pace and eventually stopped allowing his cock to remain buried in Audrey’s ass. He did not go soft right away and he gently moved his hips pushing cum around in her ass. Some of it trickled out and ran down over her pussy lips.



Audrey could not take any more fucking and she pleaded, “Please no more, I can’t take any more Mark, please stop.”



Reluctantly Mark stopped and slowly withdrew his cock from her loosened asshole. He marveled in the sight of his impressive cock sliding out of Audrey’s shapely ass. His man seed flowed from her asshole and ran like a river down over her pussy and between her sweet thighs. Mark and Audrey stayed in the same position for awhile and he massaged her beautiful ass as she remained on her knees with her ass perched in the air. Mark pushed down lightly on Audrey’s back causing her to accentuate her ass even more. He loved looking at it and playing with it as she cooed into the pillow. Mark’s cock remained hard and looked menacing around Audrey’s asshole. It was hard to believe that he finally fucked her beautiful tight ass. Audrey looked magnificent with her just fucked curvy ass in the air. Mark could not resist sticking one of his fingers in her asshole and she just wiggled her bum instinctively.



Audrey looked at the clock and saw that they had been at it for over fours hours. No wonder her muscles were aching and she was exhausted. As Mark closed his eyes and relaxed Audrey thought about the final act of giving up her ass to him. Why did he have this new unexplained control over her? Would he tell anyone else that he had fucked her in the ass? Why did she let this happen but then, wasn’t she glad that it did?



Mark and Audrey took turns in the shower and then they both got dressed and left the room. Mark drove Audrey back to her car and on the way they were both silent. Audrey felt a little humiliated and embarrassed but justifiably so. She had just given up her ass and not to her husband but to Mark. Audrey felt naughty and nasty but she also felt erotically charged. She also had a feeling of fullness in her ass as if she was constipated.



When they got to her car, Audrey left Mark’s car without a word. It was if as everyone would now know that Audrey had been fucked in the ass. She got in her car and drove home. Mark smiled to himself as the day had gone better than planned. He knew that Audrey would struggle with what happened over the next several days and he would leave her be. He also felt that she had loved the anal sex and that she would be back for more in due time.



THE AFFAIR GETS INTERESTING



Audrey spent several days contemplating what had happened and what she had allowed Mark to do to her. In spite of a brief discomfort she found that she really liked the anal sex. Audrey had never realized that her ass could be so sensitive. The next day she had inspected her bottom with a mirror and everything looked normal and she was relieved. She called Mark at his dealership and asked if they could have lunch. Mark was glad to hear from her and they set a date for lunch.



They met at a restaurant across town that Mark liked and they had a pleasant lunch. Mark then surprised Audrey when he took her a few blocks away to a roadside motel. She left her car at the restaurant parking lot and she was surprised when Mark took her straight to a room. Obviously he had checked in earlier and he had planned to fuck her again.



They were both horny and they quickly stripped off their clothes and got in the king sized bed. Mark crawled between Audrey’s legs and he moved his mouth toward her and closed it over her pussy shoving his tongue into her wetness. Audrey cried out and grabbed his head and held it tight to her quim. Mark lapped at her pussy as he fingered her with two fingers. Then he spread her pussy lips apart and located her throbbing clit peeking out from its protective hood. Audrey was really excited as her erect clit looked like a teeny dick sticking out. Mark sucked on her hard clit and she humped her hips up into his face. Mark reached under her and cupped her shapely ass cheeks in his hands as he drove into her pussy with his tongue and nibbled on her clit.



“Oh sweet Jesus, I’m cumming. Hold me, please hold tight,” she screamed as she lost it.



The climax rocked her body and Mark held on for dear life as she thrashed, twisted and Marked all over the sofa. He kept right on eating her pussy and he held onto her shapely ass as she thrashed about. Audrey slowly calmed after her intense orgasm and Mark continued to lick her until her pussy was dry. As she lay on the bed Mark continued to lick and kiss her bare thighs as she ran her hands through his hair.



“Oh that was something I really came hard. Thank you, thank you!” she murmured.



Mark moved between her thighs and placed his cock at the entrance to her cunt. She shivered in anticipation as Mark eased her back down on the bed and proceeded to feed his thick cock to her.



“Oh yes, oh it feels so good, oh, oh, fuck me, yes fuck”, she cried.



Mark slid in and out of her pussy slowly allowing her to adjust to his size and continued to go deeper with each thrust until he was buried balls deep in her pussy.



“Oh my I love being so full of cock, fuck me, make me cum, make it last forever”, she cried out.



Mark pounded her pussy making sure that his cock was in constant contact with her clit. Audrey had multiple orgasms as he fucked her. Audrey had pretty firm tits with rock hard nipples that extended a ½ inch. Mark twirled the nipples in his fingers and then leaned over taking one then the other in my mouth.



She went wild telling him, “Oh yes, suck my tits, suck my nipples, fuck me good!”



Mark could feel his balls start to tighten and he knew it wouldn’t be long before he filled her pussy with his cum. Audrey stiffened and then had another violent orgasm.



She yelled, “Hold me, please hold me, I’m cummmming!”



Mark reached around behind her and pulled her toward him as she shook and trembled throughout her intense orgasm. As she was cumming so did he and he fired a barrage of cum into her pussy. As she started to recover Mark laid her back down on the bed and slowly fucked her as his cock slowly softened in her. His cock was swimming in her cunt; there was so much of his seed in there mingling with her own juices.



“Are you okay Audrey?” he asked her.



She smiled at me and said, “My God, you really got me off and you flooded my pussy.”



She looked down at Mark’s soft cock and took it in her hand, “I like your cock,” she said as she stroked his cock to hardness again.



She held her arms open to Mark welcoming him between her legs again. He crawled between her legs and slipped his hard cock back in her pussy. Mark never wanted this to end and he wanted to fuck her all day. He decided to not go for her ass again too soon. He fucked Audrey as long as he could before he shot his second load of the afternoon. She had multiple orgasms and the final one was so violent she nearly Marked Mark off her body.



Then she collapsed and cried out. “Please stop, I have to rest. I want this to go on but I need a rest. I am not sure I can cum any more.”



Mark let Audrey rest awhile and then he inserted a thick finger into her pussy and continued to tease her hard clit. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter and she started to move her hips with a desire to cum. That was the signal that Mark was waiting for and he moved his body up and knelt between her legs. He lined up his huge erect cock with Audrey’s sopping wet cunt and eased it in. Her face tensed with the anticipation of his big cock filling her pussy. Mark loved to watch his cock slide into her hot pussy and see the expression on Audrey’s face as the cock spread her wider.



Mark fucked her slowly at first as he usually did and then he began to pick up the pace. Soon he was pounding her pussy and fucking her into submission. Audrey had orgasm after orgasm as he relentlessly fucked her. Mark just kept at her with his hard-on until she screamed and pleaded with him to stop. Audrey’s body convulsed in a mind blowing orgasm and then she went limp on the bed. Mark smiled to himself and eased his cock out of her well fucked pussy.



Audrey knew that Mark needed to cum again but she wanted to give her pussy a rest so she reached for Mark’s cock. Audrey wrapped one hand around its girth and looked up at Mark with those daring blue eyes. She then tilted her head back down and brought her mouth towards his cock. She ran her tongue up its smooth underbelly and Mark groaned aloud.



Holding it with her hand she sank her open mouth down onto his cock. Her lips closed around it and Mark felt her hot, wet tongue go to work. Audrey sucked him hard and her cheeks hollowed as she worked her head back and forth. Mark gasped and put his fingers into her soft hair to guide her head back and forth. Audrey knew what she was doing as her pace slowly quickened and her right hand worked Mark’s shaft. Her left hand cradled his balls and softly stroked them. She then ran her finger along his perineum. Audrey took Mark’s cock from her mouth and blew on the head of it. Mark felt her breath cool the saliva on his cock and he clenched his butt in pleasure. Mark’s large cock bulged in her firm grip and felt even larger than normal. Audrey worked her hand back and forth letting it glide smoothly around his cock then she looked up at Mark and smiled. She knew the effect she was having on him and she seemed to enjoy every moment of his torment.



Mark moaned again as her tongue snaked forward and tickled the tip of his cock. Her tongue found the pee hole and she licked the pre-cum as it oozed out of his slit. She worked her tongue in circles around the tip of Mark’s cock and took his length deeply into her mouth again. Mark watched as almost the full length of his cock vanished into her mouth. Audrey then swirled her tongue around the shaft of his cock that was buried in her mouth. Mark closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure as her head worked back and forth more quickly clasping his shaft with both hands as her head vigorously bobbed up and down.



Audrey’s pace was relentless and Mark held her head gently as he felt his orgasm building in his testicles. This was definitely the best blow job Mark ever had in his life, bar none. Audrey allowed his cock to plop out of her mouth again and a thin trail of saliva stretched from his cock to her lips. Audrey smiled again and caught the saliva in her hand as her eyes fixed on Mark’s cock. Her hand wrapped tightly around it again and she proceeded to jerk him off me at a steady pace occasionally licking the head of his cock and nibbling it with her teeth. Mark threw his head back, closed his eyes and groaned out loud. Audrey jerked him off as fast as she could as her hand almost became a blur as it moved up and down his shaft. There was a distinct look of lust in Audrey’s eyes as she stared at Mark’s cock



“Are you going to cum for me? Are you close?” she asked in a raspy voice.



Mark just nodded yes since he was very close. Audrey then took him back in her mouth and ran her tongue around his shaft again. Then her head bobbed up and down again as she pursed her lips and hallowed her cheeks. That did it for Mark.



“Audrey here I cum,” Mark warned and then he grunted as he came in her mouth.



Audrey took Mark’s warning as a signal and she started sucking harder and squeezing his cock with her hand. Mark’s eyes closed tight as he ejaculated in her mouth. He felt his cock pulsate as rope after rope of semen shot into her mouth. As the intense sensations passed from Mark’s body he relaxed a little and looked down to watch Audrey suck every drop from his cock. She was now kissing it, licking up and down the shaft as if she were making love to it. Mark’s cock softened in her mouth and she took it in her hand as she licked the final remnants of his ejaculation from the slit. Once she was satisfied that she had emptied his cock she ran her tongue around her lips and swallowed one final time. Audrey let out a big sigh and then flopped down on the bed along side him.



The two of them were spent for the time being so they decided to watch a movie. The movie relaxed them. It lasted two hours and they were both rested. Mark was ready to fuck Audrey’s ass again but first he would take care of her pussy again.



“Oh I’m ready now make love to me, please love me now,” she gasped as she tugged on his head.



Mark moved up her body, knelt between her legs and rubbed his revived erect cock around her vulva, teasing her briefly. “Is this what you want?” he teased holding his cock in his hand outside her cunt.



“Yes damn you, give it to me. Don’t tease me I’m ready, come on give it to me,” she begged as she threw up hips up at me.



Mark slid his cock into her pussy which was now sopping wet. It went in easily and Audrey gasped at the contact and penetration. She wrapped her legs and arms around him and held Mark tight as she humped herself against him. Audrey had a small orgasm but she kept right on fucking and Mark kept pace with her. He continued to fuck her until she had one of her mind blowing orgasms in which her body quivered and quaked as she cried out loud.



“Oh I’m cumming, it’s a big one again, hold me hold me, oh!” she screamed as she stiffened her body and clutched his cock in her pussy.



Mark did not Audrey rest very long this time as he moved her to all fours. He had her put her head down on the bed and arch her back so that her killer ass was even more pronounced. Mark leaned over and licked Audrey’s pussy from behind driving her wild. Then he had the urge to tongue her beautiful ass so he swiped his tongue from her pussy up and over her bung hole and back to her pussy. She gasped out loud when Mark’s tongue touched her asshole. Mark really got into it and grasped both of her curvy ass cheeks and pulled them slightly apart so that he could get his tongue in deeper. Mark probed her pink aperture with his tongue as he inserted three fingers in her pussy. She started whimpering, gasping and directing the action.



“Oh my God, do it again. Lick my asshole; stick your tongue in there. Eat my pussy, tongue my ass, oh yessssss,” she cried out.



He placed his mouth on her swabbing her pussy and ass in the process. Mark repeated this several more times until Audrey seemed to go into convulsions with her biggest orgasm of the evening. She collapsed back into his arms and Mark stroked her aroused tits as she recovered from the intensity of her orgasm. Mark decided it was time for him to fuck her in the ass again so he broke out the lube and put an ample amount in her asshole and then he fingered her ass and pussy at the same time.



“I love the feel of your fingers in my ass and pussy together!” Audrey exclaimed.



If there was one thing Mark liked besides fucking a beautiful ass it was preparing an asshole for a good reaming. After several minutes of finger fucking her pussy and asshole Mark couldn’t wait any longer and he had to get his cock in her beautiful ass. Mark removed his fingers and lined up the head of my cock at her moist puckered ring and pressed forward slowly. Mark’s cock head strained to pop through and she let out a little groan as the pressure from his iron hard dick forced her little ring to open like a flower and suddenly the large mushroom head slipped past the ring and into her ass. Audrey let out a groan as her rear passage was stretched to accommodate his ample girth.

“Oh you are going to make me like this more than the regular way,” she gasped and shivered as Mark filled her fully and withdrew his penis slightly.



Mark felt her ass tighten around him and he continued to slowly stroke in and out of her tight ass until every inch was tightly packed up her ass. Audrey really began to moan and her whole body shook in anticipation of what she knew was coming. Mark began to slowly fuck her but soon picked up the pace as he penetrated her with long hard strokes that used the entire length of his thick cock. Audrey was going wild as she loved the feel of his cock as it pulled out and then came crashing back in as his big heavy balls bounced off her pussy. Audrey was thrashing around uncontrollably, gasping and moaning with pleasure. Mark continued to hammer her ass with long strokes then suddenly he felt that familiar tension in his balls and he knew he was close. Mark began to piston his raging cock harder into her searing ass in search of his release.



“Give it to me, give it to me, give me your cum, cum in my ass,” she begged.



Mark felt powerful and dominant with his impressive dick stuffed up the beautiful ass of a woman who could not get enough of him. Audrey lay submissively before Mark on all fours as he towered above her like some untamed animal with a strong sexual hold on her. He took firm hold of her hips and slammed once more full force into Audrey’s ass. Mark did that three or four more times and then he let out a loud groan as he emptied his seed deep into her bowels. Mark couldn’t believe how much cum he produced as his dick continued to hammer into Audrey’s ass.



When Mark was finished he pulled out of her ass as Audrey collapsed on the bed utterly spent. He slumped down next to her quivering body. Mark looked over at Audrey and he noticed his seed oozing from her asshole. It resembled a natural spring as the semen just seemed to bubble up as she tried to relax her quivering anal muscles. Mark couldn’t resist the urge to finger Audrey’s asshole. He reached over and fingered her ass pushing the semen back into her hole then he removed his finger and watched as Audrey squeezed some spunk back out of her ass. Mark fingered her again and made a little game of pushing his seed back in and watching Audrey push it back out. They then both laughed at their silliness and turned toward each other in bed and kissed.



They both showered, dressed and Mark drove her back to her car. Mark returned to his dealership and Audrey drove home. She knew then more than before that she was hooked on Mark and his impressive cock. Audrey would become unrelenting in her constant pursuit of Mark and she would be willing to do anything he asked. Mark had her exactly where he wanted her and he had big plans for Audrey.



Some days Audrey would visit Mark in his office where she would suck his cock or he would fuck her. Depending on how much time Mark had he would sometimes fuck her pussy, sometimes her ass but at the very least she would suck his cock. Audrey always wore pantyhose with her panties underneath and Mark decided to change that. He would take her shopping at a specialty lingerie store in Staten Island. Mark had taken other women there before and he loved the attention the women got selecting lingerie.



AUDREY SHOPPING ADVENTURE



Mark told Audrey that he was going to take her shopping for some hose and lingerie that would make it easier for them to have sex in the office. Audrey wondered why they just didn’t go to the nearby Victoria’s Secret but she went along with Mark. The boutique was not easy to find as Mark took a lot of turns after leaving the highway and Audrey got a sense that he had been there before. They finally pulled into the parking lot and she noticed that the building was very tastefully done. They got out of the car and entered the store where she got one of the biggest surprises in her life. There must have been six beautiful girls walking around waiting on customers and each girl was scantily clad. They were wearing panties with garters and hose and matching bras. There were very revealing bras showing a lot of cleavage and panties that hardly covered their gorgeous asses. Audrey was lost for words as she looked around the store and saw all the beautiful intimate wear and gorgeous sales girls. Just then a mature woman approached them.



“Oh Mark how good to see you, how have you been?” the woman said as she kissed Mark on both cheeks but they didn’t really kiss they just made the sound and kissed the air as their cheeks touched.



Madame then turned to me and spoke, “Oh and you are Audrey, I have heard so much about you. You are most welcome here and I will see that your experience is one you will always remember.”



Madame Reaus had a very heavy French accent and Audrey was to learn later that she was French Canadian and originally from Quebec. In fact all the models and salesgirls were from Quebec and they all spoke fluent French and English. All the girls had French names; Monique, Danielle, Antoinette, Jacqueline, Amelie, Bridget, Gigi and Lola were the names that Audrey remembered.



Madame told Mark that everything was arranged. Madame led them through the boutique into the back and into a very nicely furnished room with mirrors on one wall. She excused herself and told them that the models would join them in a few minutes. Mark told me to have a seat while we waited and then he poured her a glass of white wine and himself a scotch on the rocks. He had apparently arranged to have the drinks available as it was Audrey’s favorite white wine and his favorite scotch, Johnny Walker Black. Audrey relaxed in the comfortable chair and sipped the wine as they waited for the girls to join them.



“Audrey this will be a very special experience for you and it is best that you just go with the flow. The girls will be working with you to select your lingerie and outfits. This will be a full service experience for you and I ask that you be careful not to offend them. Just let them do what they have been trained to do,” Mark told her.



Audrey had no idea what to expect and his explanation just raised her curiosity. What was the special service? What would the girls do to make it so special? What would she be expected to do in going along with the flow? Audrey would soon have the answers to her questions.



Two models named Bridget and Amelie entered the room and then they closed and locked the door. Both of them were very pretty brunettes who could have passed for sisters. They were built similar and they looked to weigh no more than 100 pounds. They both had shapely figures with medium size breasts and very shapely bottoms. Bridget wore a white bra and panty set along with a white garter belt attached to white hose. Amelie was in stark contrast with her red and black bodice, red panties, red garter belt and black hose. They both wore heels that emphasized their shapely legs.



Bridget spoke first, “As we understand your needs today, you need clothing that will make it easier for you to have sex in the office. Is that correct?”



Audrey was a little surprised that Mark had supplied that information to Madame and she blushed as she replied, “Yes that is correct.”



“Good, well let’s get you undressed and then we will take some measurements,” Amelie directed.



Audrey was surprised again that she was expected to undress in front of these girls and then have them take measurements of her naked body. But she remembered what Mark had told her so she stood up and started to unbutton her blouse.



“Oh no Audrey, allow us. We will undress you and dress you, it is a part of our service,” Amelie announced.



Bridget and Amelie then approached Audrey and began to remove her clothes. At this time she was beet red from embarrassment but she went along with everything as Mark had told her. First they removed her blouse and then Bridget unhooked Audrey’s bra. The bra had left marks on her skin which Bridget rubbed her hands over Audrey soothing her skin. As she did that Amelie stroked Audrey’s breasts and aroused her nipples. Amelie had a very seductive look about her as she rubbed Audrey’s tits.



Then Bridget unfastened Audrey’s skirt and let it drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and Bridget then moved it out of the way with her feet. They looked at Audrey standing there in her heels, pantyhose and panties. Audrey looked over at Mark and he was watching the three of them as he sipped his scotch.



“I can see why it is awkward to have sex in your office the way she is dressed,” Amelie directed her comment toward Mark.



Bridget and Amelie then both pulled Audrey’s pantyhose down her legs. They removed her heels and slipped the hose off her legs. Audrey’s body was covered with goose bumps from excitement as she stood before those two beauties in just her panties. Bridget was behind Audrey and she pulled her panties down just below the cheeks of her ass. Then Amelie, who knelt in front of Audrey, pulled the panties down exposing the blonde bush and then Audrey’s vulva. They stared at Audrey’s ass and pussy for at least a minute before they finally took her panties off and left her standing naked in the room.



Bridget lifted Audrey’s buttocks in both her hands and complimented her, “You have a nice firm ass Audrey.”



“Thank you,” Audrey whispered.



“I can see why Mark likes to fuck you in your ass,” added Amelie.



Audrey then realized that nothing was sacred; these girls knew everything that they needed to know. Mark had apparently briefed everyone about their affair.



“Now we will take some measurements,” Amelie announced as she produced a measuring tape.



Amelie and Bridget went about taking Audrey’s measurements in a very unique way. First Amelie sucked on her nipples to get them hard so they could get a true bust measurement. Then after measuring Audrey’s bust they moved the tape to her waist and then her hips. After measuring around Audrey’s ass for longer than seemed necessary, they measured each one of her thighs. They put the tape between her legs and measured one than the other thigh. Then the tape was moved higher and Audrey felt it touch her vulva. Audrey was getting very turned on at this point but she still wasn’t prepared for the next move.



Amelie and Bridget measured Audrey from her vulva up to her blonde pubic hair in the front and her tailbone in the back. Audrey felt the tape slip between the outer lips of her labia and slide up against her clit. Amelie and Bridget moved the tape back and forth as if they were trying to get a true measurement but they knew what they were doing. Soon Audrey’s pussy was wet with excitement and she thought that she was going to cum but just then they removed the tape.



“We will be right back with some outfits for you,” Bridget said as they left the room.



“Enjoying your self so far?” Mark asked as he continued to sit in the chair and sip his scotch.



“God I need to cum soon or I will go nuts,” Audrey gasped.



“Be patient, you are in good hands,” he told her.



Just then the girls returned carrying some clothes and they organized them in the order that Audrey was to try them on. First Bridget helped her put on a pair of thigh high hose with elastic tops. Audrey wanted to scream out loud as Bridget slowly pulled the hose onto her legs. Bridget’s face was dangerously close to Audrey’s pussy as she put the hose on her and Audrey wanted to grab Bridget by the hair and pull her face into her pussy. Bridget tested the elastic tops and then acted as if she were smoothing them out as she caressed Audrey’s bare upper thighs. Next Amelie put a pair of panties on Audrey and she slowly pulled them up her legs and covered her ass and pussy. The silk felt good on Audrey’s skin but not as good as Amelie’s hands which moved over her pubes and ass.



Then Bridget fitted Audrey with a bra that had holes cut out for her nipples. It was a very erotic piece of intimate wear. Amelie then helped Audrey put on a blouse that was very silky except for the fabric that touched her bare nipples. That material was somewhat coarse and aroused Audrey’s nipples. Amelie explained that it was designed to keep Audrey in an aroused state. Finally Bridget put a wrap-around skirt on Audrey. She had never seen one much less wore one before. The skirt fastened with Velcro and a button. Bridget explained that it would be easy to put the skirt on in seconds whenever necessary.



The girls had Audrey dressed and then they told her it was time to test out the clothing. Bridget had the skirt off of Audrey in seconds and Amelie pulled her panties off just as quickly. Audrey stood naked except for the blouse and thigh high hose. Apparently Audrey looked very sexy as Mark let out a soft whistle. Bridget guided Audrey over to the table and had her lean over it with her hands providing support. Audrey’s back was turned to Mark and she knew he was looking right at her ass.



“As you can see this outfit is very practical. The blouse will keep her in an aroused state until you are ready to have sex. Then her skirt and panties can be removed quickly and you will have access to her ass and pussy,” Amelie addressed Mark.



“I love it,” he replied.



“Now if you are interrupted while having sex, she can quickly fasten the wrap around skirt. I would not bother with the panties as the skirt will cover her and the panties can be put back on later. There will be no cumbersome pantyhose to deal with any longer,” Amelie concluded.



“Great, we’ll take that outfit,” Mark accepted.



Amelie smiled and then she and Bridget stripped Audrey naked again. Once again they moved slowly and had her ready to burst when Bridget spoke.



“Amelie she is very wet again, we should help her,” Bridget whispered.



“Yes of course you are right Bridget,” Amelie answered.



They finished undressing Audrey until she was totally naked again and then they guided her to the floor. Bridget nestled between Audrey’s thighs and ran her tongue over her vulva. Audrey almost jumped off the floor when Bridget’s tongue found her clit. Audrey was about to have her pussy eaten by a female for the first time but she didn’t care who it was. Audrey was so horny at that point she just needed to cum. Amelie laid along side Audrey and stroked and kissed her tits. Amelie loved playing with Audrey’s nipples and rolling them in her teeth. Audrey was turned on beyond belief.



Audrey felt her orgasm building and she knew it would be huge as the girls had worked her into an erotic state. Amelie surprised Audrey when she stood and slipped off her panties and then straddled Audrey lowering her pussy toward Audrey’s face.



“Mark tells that us that he doesn’t know if you have eaten pussy before,” Amelie said as her pussy approached Audrey’s head.



“I haven’t,” gasped Audrey as she stared into Amelie neatly trimmed vagina.



“Well then it is time for you to learn. I will help you. Just do to me what Bridget is doing to you,” Amelie instructed.



Bridget was doing a marvelous job on Audrey’s pussy and she knew her dam was going to break at any moment. Audrey turned her attention to Amelie and copied what Bridget was doing to her. Apparently Audrey was doing it right because Amelie was moaning and squirming on her face. Amelie had a sweet tasting pussy and Audrey really got into eating it.



Audrey leaned forward and slowly stuck out her tongue. She took one, slow lick as she flattened her tongue on Amelie’s bare mound. It felt so smooth and warm. Audrey had achieved the desired effect and from the moan she knew that Amelie enjoyed it. To Audrey’s surprise she enjoyed the taste of Amelie and she kept licking and eating her. Audrey pointed her tongue and burrowed into Amelie’s pussy as it parted her labia and Audrey’s tongue was rewarded with the exquisite taste of her juice. Audrey was soon licking and lapping up as much as she could.



Amelie was obviously enjoying what Audrey was doing and she reached down with both hands and spread herself wide making it so much easier for Audrey’s tongue to explore her pussy. Audrey’s tongue explored all of Amelie as her mind took notes of what seemed to turn Amelie on. Amelie was breathing rapidly and she moaned softly whenever Audrey got near her hard pearl. As Audrey searched out the hard clit still just barely hidden Amelie tensed and began to quiver. After Audrey felt like she had teased the opening as much as she could with her tongue it was time to see Amelie’s reaction when the tongue finally touched that pearl just as Bridget was doing to Audrey.



As Audrey worked on Amelie’s clit her own orgasm was building from the movement of Bridget’s tongue into her pussy. Like an animal out of control Audrey’s hip movements continued to move rapidly as Bridget’s tongue plunged in and out of the wetness causing Audrey to cry out again. Audrey’s legs spread further for Bridget’s insistent tongue in Audrey’s vigorous effort to cum. Audrey’s scream was muffled in Amelie’s pussy as an orgasm gushed forth from her.



Audrey burrowed her tongue as deep into Amelie as possible and then she just sort of licked and sucked her way up. When Audrey got to the pearl she used the very tip of her tongue to push back the little hood. Audrey was truly amazed at its size. She flicked her tongue over it once and then used the tip to explore the folds of flesh on either side of it. Amelie was now moaning and she used her fingers to pull her hood back as she arched herself so that her pearl stuck out even further like a little cock. Audrey nuzzled it with her nose taking in Amelie’s scent and she licked it once more before she took it between her teeth and gently nibbled it.



Amelie went wild and started Marking and calling out Audrey’s name. She let go of her own fleshy hood and pulled Audrey’s head to her pussy as she cried out in ecstasy. Audrey sucked the clit as deep in her mouth as she could and Amelie humped her face for all she was worth. Audrey was excited that she was able to get Amelie that excited and she sucked harder and played with this wonderful new toy with her lips, tongue and teeth. Audrey didn’t know exactly how many times Amelie came but finally she rolled off of Audrey and collapsed on the floor, her body in spasms.



Amelie had no sooner rolled off of Audrey then Bridget moved up and covered Audrey’s face with her pussy. At this point Audrey was anxious to taste Bridget as well to see if she tasted any different then Amelie. Audrey noticed that Bridget’s pussy did taste slightly different but it was sweet as well. As Audrey worked on Bridget to get her to cum in her mouth she felt another mouth back at her pussy. Amelie had recovered and now she was lapping at Audrey just as Bridget had done earlier. Audrey felt Bridget tense up just before she came and flooded Audrey’s mouth with her sweet nectar. Audrey gobbled up every drop of Bridget’s female love juice and then she realized that she was close to cumming again. Amelie sucked Audrey until her body shook in climax and Audrey doused Amelie’s face with her juice.



The three of them rested on the floor with their faces covered with female love juices. Finally Bridget and Amelie stood up and put on their panties. They excused themselves and thanked Audrey for a very exciting time together. Bridget told Audrey that two other girls would be joining her shortly to finish the clothing selection. Then Amelie and Bridget left Audrey naked alone with Mark.



“That was quite a show,” Mark remarked.



“I don’t know what came over me but it was so easy to go along with the two of them. They were so hot and they had me gushing,” Audrey admitted.



GIGI, DANIELLE AND OTHERS



Just then there was a knock on the door and it opened slowly. Two more girls Gigi and Danielle entered and introduced themselves. They explained they were there to help Audrey with the other outfits. It was a repeat performance with those two girls as they emulated everything that Amelie and Bridget had done. They dressed and undressed Audrey and turned her on again. Then Audrey was on the floor with Gigi’s head between her legs and Danielle’s pussy covering her mouth. It wasn’t long before Danielle came on Audrey’s face and she came in Gigi’s mouth.

Then Gigi mounted Audrey’s face and lowered her pussy to Audrey’s mouth. Audrey felt her legs pulled further apart and then she felt a cock enter my pussy. At first she thought that Mark had joined in but then she realized that Danielle was fucking her with a strap-on dildo. The three of them fucked and sucked until they all came again and this time Audrey felt that she had nothing left. Gigi and Danielle put their panties back on and then left the room. Audrey lay naked on the floor and looked up at Mark who was still dressed and sitting in the chair sipping his scotch.



Within minutes after Gigi and Danielle left the room, two more girls entered and the performance was repeated. Audrey was dressed and undressed and then made to eat pussy as she was eaten and fucked again. Audrey wasn’t even sure if she came during the third round of sex but she know the other two girls did as her mouth tasted two more female orgasms. Finally the last set of girls came and left and Audrey was totally drained. She heard Mark tell the girls that he would take all five outfits before they left the room. Audrey was left to dress by herself in her own clothes. Mark helped Audrey to her feet and she looked at him and smiled.



“Audrey, you were a very big hit with the girls here and they said that they hoped to see you again sometime,” Mark said softly.



Audrey just nodded as she struggled to keep her balance as she tried to get dressed.



“I wouldn’t bother with your pantyhose. You won’t need those on the way home. We’re going to stop at a motel,” Mark told her.



Mark paid for the clothes and then she guided Audrey out to the car and they headed back to New Jersey. Along the way they stopped at a motel for a few hours and Mark drilled Audrey’s ass several times. He was so turned on that he ejaculated immediately after the penetration but he continued to fuck her until he came in her ass a second time. They rested briefly and then Mark was back in her ass a third time. They showered, dressed and then finished their trip home. Audrey was drained and sexually sated by the time she arrived home and all she wanted to do was sleep.



THE SPOUSES PLAN TO BE AWAY



Mark arrived home that evening after a one the most satisfying sexual outings ever with Audrey. He was now convinced that he could get her to do anything. It was exciting to see her adapt so well to lesbian and female group sex. He poured a drink for himself and then he spotted travel brochures on the family room table. His wife Betty came into the room.



“Hi, how was your day?” she asked.



“It was okay I had some business in New York. Going somewhere?”



“I hope to, with your permission. A group of teachers are traveling to Europe for the summer and I was hoping that I could join them.”



“Sounds like fun, sure you can go if you like.”



“We will be gone for six weeks, are you sure?”



Mark could hardly hide his excitement. “Wow six weeks that is an extended trip. What the hell, why not, it’s the best way to see Europe.”



Betty was thrilled and she could hardly wait to tell her friend Claudia. Betty and Mark had been married for six years and the first two were wonderful. Betty then lost interest in staying fit and their sex life suffered, at least Mark’s did. Mark had then turned to other women and Betty ignored his affairs. Mark was a good provider and Betty had pretty much anything she wanted. Betty didn’t miss the sex as she was not a fan of oral or anal sex and she didn’t like her pussy getting filled with semen. Betty was content to masturbate when she was horny and she even owned a dildo.



She was a great cook and a decent housekeeper. Their marriage had become one of convenience and they were both content in that relationship. Mark was thrilled that Betty had signed up for the trip to Europe as he would have the house to himself for six weeks. Mark was already looking forward to having some parties and getting laid. Once before when Betty was away the pool party turned into an orgy. Mark would definitely schedule another pool party. He would also be able to bring Audrey over to the house and fuck her whenever he wanted.



While Mark was sipping his scotch and planning some sexual excursions, Audrey was having a chat with her husband about his upcoming banker’s convention. The next meeting was to be in Miami at the Doral Country Club. Audrey despised those meetings as all the guys did was meet, play golf and get drunk. She hated dealing with the other drunken bankers who kept hitting on her because they didn’t bring their wives with them.



“Richard, I don’t want to go to this convention with you,” Audrey told him.



“Are you sure? It’s Miami, you know South Beach,” he countered.



“Yes, I’m sure. I know what will happen. You will have meetings in the morning, play golf in the afternoon and then we will eat dinner and listen to a boring speaker.”



“Yeah, you’re right but it is Miami. You can go to the beach, shop relax.”



“I’ll be more relaxed here. When is the meeting?



“In two weeks, I’ll make my travel plans but I wanted to check with you first.”



“Thank you but I will be happier at home. How long will you be gone?”



“The meeting begins Monday evening and ends Friday morning but I was thinking about staying through the weekend and getting in some more golf.”



“That’s fine,” Audrey agreed and she was already thinking about a week alone with Mark.



“Great, I appreciate that,” Richard said and he was already thinking about the strip clubs with the hot Latina babes.



Audrey poured herself a glass of white wine and she relaxed in the family room. Mark was nursing a scotch in his family room and they were both thinking about their upcoming freedom and what they would do. Of course Mark did not know about the convention and Audrey did not know about the European trip. They would see each other the next day and share their news much to the other’s surprise and elation.



The next day Audrey went to Mark’s office to break the news to him about her husband’s trip. Mark was also anxious to tell her that his wife would be gone for six weeks but first things first. Audrey had worn the wrap-around skirt and thigh high hose with elastic tops. Within minutes her skirt was off and her panties were on Mark’s desk.



Mark kissed his way down Audrey’s lovely body and he soon had his face buried in her pussy. He brought Audrey to three quick moaning, writhing and gasping climaxes. He moved up beside Audrey and they kissed for a while. Finally, Audrey knelt down and took his turgid cock in her hand and began to stroke it. Smiling, she slipped her lips over its velvet head and slid it into her mouth. Audrey licked it then she moved her mouth up and down.



Audrey continued sucking his cock for several minutes till it was stiff, rigid and menacing looking and she had Mark moaning. She pulled back and leaned over his desk shifting her hips so that Mark had to fuck her from behind. Mark moved behind her and pressed his wet gleaming organ against her pussy. Audrey reached back and guided him into her. Slowly he thrust forward, his huge cock slipping deeper with each stroke. He pulled back each time letting her pussy juices grease the way.



“Oh God, that feels good. You fill me up so much. I love your thick cock. Deeper, fuck me, deeper. Oh yes!” Audrey moaned aloud. “Oh, I love your big thick cock.”



Mark slowly slipped his cock deeper into her. Finally his hips met hers, and Audrey sighed deeply. “Oh, Mark, that feels so wonderful. I’m so glad I have you for a lover. Your cock fills my pussy so well. Fuck me slowly.” Audrey begged.



Mark held her by her hips and with long slow strokes fucked her. They fucked for what must have been five minutes till Audrey began to moan. “Oh, Mark, fuck me faster. It feels so good, fuck me hard. I love it when you fuck me hard and fast. Fuck me hard. Yes, like that,” Audrey begged.



Mark was more than eager to comply, and his muscles rippled as he began to stroke long and hard against Audrey’s body. His hips slapped against hers and Audrey’s lovely breasts bobbed and swung as he slammed into her.



“Oh yes, Mark, that’s the spot. Fuck me hard right there. It feels so good. Yes, like that. That hits a spot that feels so good. Fuck me hard, harder!” Audrey cried out.



Mark bent over and with his hips still thrusting he slipped one hand down to finger Audrey’s clit, the other reached under and caught one jiggling breast. His hips moved faster slapping against her body. She moaned and sobbed her passion. She cried out and threw back her head as she climaxed.



Mark continued to thrust. He quickly brought her to another climax. After her third climax, Mark joined Audrey in a fourth as he pulled out of her pussy and shoved his cock up her ass. Audrey loved the feel of his warm seed flood her ass and she cried out telling him to cum in her ass.



Mark and Audrey separated and Audrey took his cock in her mouth and licked his and her juices off of it, cleaning it. She began to suck it in and out, and in a few minutes he was hard again.



“Now I want your big cock in my ass again. I want you to fuck my ass again and cum in my asshole again,” Audrey said in a sultry tone.



As Audrey turned and placed her hands on the desk. Audrey placed her head down and turned her face to one side as she arched her back and accentuated her curvy ass. Mark pushed a thick finger into her asshole and then he added a second finger which caused Audrey to gasp. He worked the two fingers in and out of her ass stretching her as much as he could. Mark then placed his big erect cock between Audrey’s beautiful smooth round ass cheeks and pushed into her asshole.



As he entered her Audrey teased, “Oh Mark go easy remember how big you are.”



Audrey moved away from him and ended up prone across the desk. Mark followed her to the prone position and lay on top of her shapely body with his huge cock between her ass cheeks and in her asshole. Mark began to hump Audrey at a slow pace and then faster with his hips pumping into her. Audrey’s screams and moans were louder than ever as her body took Mark’s big cock. Mark lifted her back up and reached around to feel her tits. Her nipples were rock hard as he twirled them in his fingers. Mark then moved one hand down to play with her pussy and Audrey went wild humping her hips faster and faster. Mark then placed both hands on her hips and watched his cock penetrate her curvy ass as he moved her hips in time with his humps.



Audrey yelled for the world to hear, “Oh my God, fuck me, fuck me, please fuck me!”



Mark complied with her demands and pounded her ass as hard as he could. Audrey squeezed her ass cheeks together as she orgasmed as Mark joined her and shot a huge load of cum deep into her ass. Audrey screamed and moaned as she felt Mark pump several shots of cum into her rectum. Audrey’s beautiful body radiated heat as Mark pumped cum into her ass. Audrey was almost out of breath but started to return to normal breathing as Mark caressed her body lovingly. Mark eased his cock from her ass and traces of cum ran out of her asshole between her ass cheeks, over her pussy and down her inner thighs. Audrey scooped cum up with her fingers and licked them clean. Mark flopped back in his executive chair and Audrey dropped down and took his softening cock in her mouth and sucked it dry.



Mark patted her lovingly on the head and asked, “So what was it that you wanted to tell me?”



After their office sex Mark took Audrey to lunch and they discussed the planned trips by their spouse. They were both thrilled that they would be able to spend time together out of Mark’s office and the motel. Mark revealed to Audrey that he could use her help the one night because he was entertaining some very important clients.



“These guys love to play poker and drink. If all goes well I will be selling fleets of cars to all three of them. I need you to help out serving drinks and food to them while we are playing cards,” Mark told her.



“Sounds easy enough,” Audrey agreed.



“Good, then you can stay over that nigh and we will have our own fun. The guys might get a little frisky after they have a few drinks so be prepared for that. They might grab your ass playfully but it is important that you go with the flow and not piss them off,” Mark explained.



“The last time you told me to go with the flow I had my first lesbian experience with six different girls,” Audrey laughed.



“You did very well that day. Betty leaves Saturday so why don’t you come over to the house on Sunday and we’ll hang out by the pool,” Mark invited her.



“Sounds good, Richard will be playing golf and then he leaves on Monday for the convention,” Audrey accepted.



“I’m looking forward to being totally naked with you again,” Mark added.



“Me too,” Audrey replied.



After lunch Audrey drove home and Mark returned to his dealership. He called his clients and invited them over Tuesday night for drinks and cards. The guys were glad he called as they had been looking forward to another card game. Mark told him that he would have a surprise for them as he had arranged for a hot babe to serve their drinks. Mark had no idea how that evening would turn out but he knew that the clients would do business with him if they were happy.



MORE THAN DRINKS SERVED AT THIS POKER PARTY



The night of the poker party arrived and Audrey was at Mark’s getting some last minute instructions. She had worn her thigh high elastic top hose, a thong panty and her short wrap-around mini-skirt just as Mark had instructed. Audrey felt very sexy and Mark thought that she looked hotter than ever. The three young executives finally arrived and Mark reminded her one more time that she was not to offend his guests. Audrey had been groped at parties before so she was sure that she could handle it. Besides Mark was there in case things got out of hand.



The three men Roy, Tony and Brent took their seats and Audrey brought them drinks as the card game got underway. Things went smoothly at first as she served Mark’s guests food and drinks. The three men kept checking her out and Audrey was pleased that they found her so attractive. Several hours into the evening the guys began to get frisky.



Audrey was serving a drink when she felt a hand run up her leg. She playfully slapped it away before it went under her skirt. She smiled at Roy and moved away from him only to be greeted by Tony’s hand which grabbed her ass through the mini-skirt. Again she danced away and playfully scolded then men for their behavior. The guys laughed but mark sensed that they would be more than playful. He was convinced that his guests would not be satisfied unless they got in Audrey’s pants.



The groping continued and became more intense. Audrey looked to Mark for some support but he seemed oblivious to what was happening. Mark then excused himself to go to the bathroom and Audrey intended to follow him and ask for his help. She never made it out of the game room as Roy grabbed her arm. Brent reached for her skirt and nearly pulled it off of her. The three young men moved around her until she was somewhat surrounded on three sides. Roy grabbed her from behind and pulled her body back against him. Audrey held tightly to the wrap-around skirt.



“Mark said that you might like some extra loving tonight,” Roy said as he pulled her into his body even tighter.



“Oh my God, where is Mark,” she thought in a panic.



Audrey felt him and there was no doubt that his wonderful manhood was pushing at Audrey’s lower regions as he held her. She was aroused by her feelings and the closeness of his body but she knew that she had to put a stop to this before it went any further. Audrey struggled to get away but Roy held her firmly.



“You can’t do this. You three can’t just come into Mark’s home and expect to fuck me just because you’re horny. Now let go of me this instance,” Audrey demanded.



But Roy turned her toward him and pulled her tightly against his body. She allowed him to hold her tightly up against his manhood and she was exhilarated by the hard cock pushing below her waist. Roy lowered his mouth to hers holding her head in his strong hands. She felt herself opening her mouth and pushing her tongue out to tussle with the strong opponent pushing into her own mouth. Audrey’s lips crushed against the young mouth, her lipstick was being smudged, but she didn’t care as her head was held firmly as the two tongues fought ferociously with one another.



Roy’s hand was on her skirt and rubbing the cheeks of her ass. Audrey could feel his big hands on her cheeks, pushing and then releasing her bottom, grinding her body onto his impressive manhood. Audrey had temporarily forgotten about Brent and Tony who watched the sexy display. Audrey realized that her skirt was being gently pulled up the backs of her legs.



“No Roy, you mustn’t, please no,” Audrey pleaded.



Roy replied by kissing her open mouth once more and Audrey reluctantly responded, forgetting about her appearance. She could feel that her skirt had been drawn up over her thing panty and her naked ass was visible. Roy squeezed the firmness of each of her cheeks, pulling her against his cock again, slipping his hands over her buttocks to feel the skin of her shapely firm ass.



She knew that her legs were on display but still she instinctively opened them a little as the two of them held to each other. She was wet between her legs and there was no doubt what was going to happen next. Audrey snapped out of her stupor abruptly as she felt another pair of hands begin to massage her bottom and she felt the nearness of another body behind her.



“No, no, please, oh no, you mustn’t,” she pleaded unconvincingly, “Where the hell is Mark,” she pondered.



Roy still held her tightly and she just went with the erotic experience. She knew to protest would be futile at this point. As the new hands encircled her waist and caressed her ass, Roy moved her hand down onto the rock hard cock at the front of his shorts. Audrey almost summoned up the courage to stop but she was too far gone.



“Take it out Audrey,” Roy ordered.



As if in a trance Audrey fished the big cock out of Roy’s pants and felt the warmth and thickness in her hand as she brought the young cock out in the open. Audrey’s felt another man’s fingers explore the lips of her cunt and rub her clit. Audrey knew she was past protesting so she resolved herself to just let it happen. Her thong panty was gone and she didn’t even remember losing it. She had often wondered what it would be like with more than one man and that night it seemed that she would find out.



Audrey was being led down a sexual path where she was their plaything and object of their desire. She was extremely proud that her body stirred the sexual wantonness of the young men. Roy moved backwards and bent Audrey forward a little so that she could take his vibrant erect cock into her mouth. Audrey was now bent over sucking Roy’s prick as she held it in position with her hand. Meanwhile Brent was at her rear and with her skirt bunched around her waist he was easing her legs wider apart.



Brent whispered, “Mark was right you have a beautiful ass and pussy Audrey, so fuckable.”



She obediently opened her thighs exposing her cunt lips to Brent’s probing fingers. Audrey held Roy’s cock perfectly in her mouth as she sucked and nibbled and bobbed up and down on it. She felt Brent’s firm hands on the tops of her thighs and then she felt the warm skin of another cock brush against her ass cheeks and prod her cunt lips. The wetness of her body opened her pussy easily and the thickness of Brent’s cock pushed aside her cunt lips and slid into her.



Audrey gasped as Brent’s first thrust pushed her forward causing Roy’s cock to hit the back of her throat. She almost gagged but she recovered quickly and returned to licking and sucking every inch of the beautiful cock in her mouth. Audrey thought how she must look at the moment in Mark’s game room, her skirt up around her middle and being fucked doggy style while gobbling a giant cock down her throat. For the first time in her life she had two cocks in her at the same time.

Tony stood nearby watching the scene stroking his manhood through his pants, not wanting to miss a second of the wonderful display of the assault on her shapely body. Tony could see Brent’s cock entering with long, regular, penetrating strokes that almost lifted Audrey off her feet. Brent held her firmly by her hips and Roy held onto her head. Tony watched Roy’s thick cock as it slipped down into her throat before easing out to momentarily rest between her lips and then slide back down again.



Neither of them was rushing the experience as they wanted to enjoy Audrey’s body. They wanted to savor her submissiveness and the eagerness with which she had given herself over to their sexual advances. Audrey was helpless in their dual grasp and beautifully exposed. At first she had been reluctant but now she wanted it to go on and on, thrilling her and fucking her deeply. She didn’t think about it any longer, she just listened to her body and went with the flow. As she sucked, nibbled and pushed back onto the young cocks in her the feeling was incredible.



Audrey groaned as Brent rammed up into her cunt with each thrust and Roy held her hair gently as he controlled her head movements over his cock. Roy held his cock with one hand as it moved in and out between Audrey’s willing lips, until finally he had reached his pinnacle, then he withdrew slightly and held Audrey firmly so that he could shoot in her mouth and over her face. Audrey was in such an aroused state from the cock pounding into her at the rear that she paid no attention to Roy’s positioning. Then his thick ejaculation shot into her mouth and splashed all over her face. Roy held his cock close so that his milky seed hit Audrey’s cheeks, chin and forehead. Audrey also felt the liquid enter her mouth as she held her lips open in an attempt to capture it all. She felt the fountain spew all over her face and her tongue darted out to lick around her lips. She felt the warmth as cum dribbled down her face as Roy held her head in place. He then pushed his member back into her mouth again and urged her to suck him dry.



“Lick it, Audrey, lick me clean,” Roy ordered and Audrey obligingly sucked and licked until every drop was taken into her mouth.



Brent still held Audrey and he was still thrusting his vibrant cock into her from behind. Tony now wanted to enjoy the woman who was their plaything. Brent eased himself out of Audrey’s succulent body. Audrey raised herself to a standing position and Brent enveloped his arms around her waist to tease her cunt lips with his fingers again. Audrey was on a high as she had almost been brought to orgasm. She held Brent’s fingers on her cunt and was guided to the sofa. She felt wonderful and knew that she must have looked stunningly sexual to the three men. She didn’t care that her skirt was bunched up around her waist, or even that her face showed traces of Roy’s dried semen. The four of them removed all of their remaining clothes. The men whistled loudly when they saw Audrey completely naked.



Audrey was opening her legs wider to accept Brent’s intruding fingers. She was overcome with desire and she wanted to rub her own clit frantically. She wanted so badly to cum.



“Oh please, please, fuck me, just fuck me,” Audrey pleaded.



Brent was grasping her bullet-like nipples, tweaking and pulling them playfully. Audrey was enjoying the tug on her nipples and the fingers up inside her cunt. Her eyes closed and she emitted audible sighs of enjoyment.



“Do you want to lay down Audrey? I am sure that you are ready to lie down, are you?” Tony asked already knowing the answer.



Brent and Tony gently guided Audrey to the sofa and had her lie comfortably on her back. The three studs stood by her. She looked sexy and vulnerable in their presence. Audrey’s fingers made their way back to her pussy and she caressed her clit as she watched Tony kneel between her thighs. He leaned in towards her and moved his face close to her pussy.



“Oh my God, oh no, oh yes,” gasped the wanton woman as she felt the first caress of Tony’s firm tongue on the wetness of her cunt.



His tongue pushed her lips open and darted in and out. Tony then licked and pushed at her protruding clit, sending Audrey into spasms. Audrey’s hips lifted up and down off the sofa to meet Tony’s lapping tongue as he gripped her open thighs and licked, slurped and nibbled her pussy. Every now and then Tony would push his fingers into her to open her cunt lips.



“Do you like this Audrey? Do you like being licked and finger fucked,” whispered Brent as her head thrashed from side to side and her hips arched up even higher.



“Yes, yes, it’s fantastic. You shouldn’t be doing this you bastards,” she screamed and then gasped, “But don’t you dare stop now.”



“Good Audrey, then take this,” Brent said as he lifted her head off the cushion with one hand and fed his throbbing cock into her eager mouth.



“Go on Audrey, take some more into your mouth. You know you love it,” Brent added as almost his entire vibrant young pecker disappeared down into Audrey’s eager throat.



She moved her head up and down rapidly on Brent’s cock, pumping in and out of her mouth with her neck supported by Brent’s large hand. She Marked up and down to meet Tony’s tongue as it explored the very innards of her cunt. Her breathing was coming in short gasps as her free hand held Tony’s head firmly into her cunt.



Tony moved away from Audrey’s pussy and delayed her orgasm prolonging her need to cum. Audrey’s fingers dashed back to her wet open pussy and frantically rubbed her raging clit. Roy had gathered his second wind, and his young cock was rampant again after watching the woman writhe and gasp on the sofa, pleading for release. Roy came and knelt between Audrey’s luscious open thighs and played at the open lips with his fingers. He pushed two digits into her warm hole going a little farther each time, then three fingers, then four, each time going that little bit further.



“Do you want me to fuck you, Audrey? Do you want to cum, do you?” Roy asked as he finally pushed his fingers deep into the inners of Audrey’s open legs and used his thumb to toy with her clitoris.



She was rapturous, Marking and grunting through her full mouth, grasping Brent’s cock and swallowing as deeply as she could, and her breasts moved beautifully as her body shook to the movements on the sofa. Roy’s fingers were hidden in the folds of Audrey’s cunt, and then he slowly withdrew but held the lips wide open so he could see the wonderful juices that lay at the entrance to Audrey’s body. His fingers were drenched with Audrey’s fluids, and Roy gently rubbed one of them down the crease in Audrey’s bottom and pushed gently at her firm anus. Audrey let out a little gasp but then continued with the task of sucking the cock in her throat. Roy eased his finger further into Audrey’s ass.



Audrey was focused on Roy’s finger in her ass and her own need to cum when she felt the familiar signs of a cock pulsing in her mouth. Brent was there, his strokes had quickened dramatically, and he too holding on to her head more firmly. Audrey realized that she was going to get more cum in her mouth as Brent slipped out and held his cock over her face.



“Keep your mouth open, Audrey, that’s it,” directed Brent as the first spurt fired back into Audrey’s mouth.



Brent couldn’t control himself and the rest of his spunk went everywhere, hitting Audrey’s chin and forehead and cheeks. Her face was covered and soaked again, and she smiled as she flicked her tongue at the throbbing cock. Roy’s finger was still nestled wonderfully up Audrey’s ass, but she still hadn’t cum herself, and she was now frantic. Tony had climbed into the sofa next to Audrey and he lay on his back with his big cock standing up like a pole. Roy told Audrey to sit on Tony’s cock as he slipped his intrusive finger out of her ass. Audrey moved cautiously over Tony’s torso and slowly lowered her body onto his. Tony pushed the helmet head of his cock at her open cunt lips. Audrey moaned as she lowered her torso and felt the marvelous cock thrust inside her. Tony held her shapely hips as Audrey felt his rod go into her pussy like a knife through warm butter. The two of them began to fuck, up and down, in and out. Audrey’s sexually charged body spasmed each time she descended onto the wonderful weapon that was finally hammering her pussy. Finally she was getting what she craved, a good fucking and now she was ready to give in to any abuse of her body by these three naughty young men. Audrey then felt Roy’s wonderful finger re-enter her ass which heightened her thrills even more.



“Oh yes, yes, ah,” Audrey gasped and Roy had to hold his finger firmly in Audrey’s bottom as she Marked furiously up and down on Tony’s penetrating cock in her cunt.



“Come on Audrey, you want it, you want two cocks in your body, fucking you hard, going right up inside you together. Come on Audrey say it, say what you want,” Roy and Tony said enticing her.



“Yes, yes, go on, please, fuck me, both of you, fuck me in my ass,” Audrey cried out.



Audrey felt Roy’s finger gradually slide out of her ass although it didn’t stop her from continuing to enjoy the big cock thrusting up into her as Tony held her hips and brought her down on him every other second. The solid hardness of Roy’s wonderful rampant cock was prodding between her ass cheeks and Audrey felt it touch her anus. Roy put his hands around her waist to steady himself as his cock at her rear pushed hard against her ass. It opened her anus beautifully and slowly moved into Audrey’s body. She felt so wicked and so erotic as if she were high on a sexual drug. She was in heaven, just pure heaven. Slowly and surely, Roy held Audrey’s waist and pushed in and out, each time going in a little further until his penis was deep inside Audrey’s bottom. His pubic hairs brushed against her shapely bottom as it filled her asshole. No sounds were audible from Audrey as she held her breath with the two big cocks implanted deeply within her. Tony and Roy moved steadfastly and surely up and down, in and out, back and forth. They held to her hips and waist to keep her in place and to allow their cocks grind away. She was pushing hard down onto Tony as he pounded up into her cunt and she tried to hold herself firmly so that she could get the full benefit of Roy’s ass fucking.



“Audrey, do you want it deeper up your ass?” Roy asked her.



“Yes, yes, deeper, fuck me up my ass deeper,” She screamed and then momentarily felt ashamed of her own language.



The young men were controlling their movements very well but Audrey was out of control as she raced toward a mind shattering orgasm. Roy and Tony were determined to go on and on, enjoying the married woman who was now at their mercy.



“Harder, harder, please just fuck me harder,” she was screaming now as two men just smiled and carried on their rhythmic fucking of her hot body.



Brent was thoroughly entranced by the whole episode going on in front of his eyes, and it hadn’t taken long for his youthful body to come alive again. He watched the attractive Audrey being fucked up her ass and at the same time up her gloriously ripe cunt by his two buddies. Audrey was totally out of control and Brent wanted to enjoy her some more himself. Brent could hear her gasping and whimpering at the same time as his two friends still fucked her with all their energy. Brent could also see that Audrey was experiencing a magnificent orgasm which she obviously had no control over. Audrey couldn’t stop herself. It was stupendous as waves of ecstasy rolled over her causing her body to shake with tremors. Audrey’s nails dug into Tony’s shoulders as she went through her magnificent orgasm, the feelings were unstoppable. Brent was suddenly in front of her face.



“Come on, Audrey do me again,” Brent directed.



Audrey saw the rock hard cock being offered to her mouth. Tony held her arms at her side and Audrey had no option but to part her lips and allow Brent to once more fill her mouth with his throbbing prick. Brent didn’t wait for Audrey to start sucking his cock but instead he held her head and started to fuck her wet mouth as though it was her ass or her cunt. Audrey did not object and she took the cock in and out of her mouth, enjoying the thrill of a third cock thrusting into one of her orifices. Audrey heard their voices although she was unsure what each one was saying.



“This is it, Audrey just what you wanted. Three cocks inside you at once, three young cocks fucking you at once. What’s it like, Audrey, is it good? Go on Audrey, fuck us all, fuck three cocks at once, Audrey, feel our hot spunk spurt into your body.” They chided.



Audrey knew that they wouldn’t stop until they had shot three loads of cum inside her. It didn’t matter though, it wasn’t about them now; it was about her. She got those squirmy feelings in her belly again and she knew she was on course for another wonderful orgasm. The three men were pounding her hard again and she could only grunt as Brent’s cock fully occupied her mouth. The other two guys were humping her body up and down onto their cocks that were hitting her holes with such force. Audrey had never been so erotically abused with three mighty cocks deep in her body.



“Get ready Audrey, we’re going to cum inside you,” one of them said.



Audrey had lost all control over her actions. She looked into Brent’s eyes as he held her head more firmly and she allowed his cock to stretch her lips wide apart. She used her tongue to play and poke at his tool as it sped in and out of her throat and she knew that he would be cumming soon. Their actions were such that Audrey knew that this time they would truly not stop until they had all ejaculated again and she received their powerful loads gushing into her. Audrey was already sore and it was still early. She knew she was in for a long night given the recuperative powers of these young studs.



Roy suddenly stopped thrusting into Audrey’s bottom and held onto her tightly. She could feel a warm sensation inside her ass and she realized that the first ejaculation was being fired into her. The other two did not slow up and from their rapid strokes she knew they were close as well. Tony grunted from under her and almost stopped completely as he held Audrey’s body down firmly on his thighs. A few more short strokes and he pushed up into her body groaning as his spunk gushed into her cunt. She could feel the liquids spurt up into her pussy and her ass and then the two cocks rested within her.



The excitement had pushed Audrey over the top again and, she frantically rubbed her clit against Tony’s cock while it was still hard in her. Brent sensed his two friends had come to a standstill so he pushed harder and faster in and out of Audrey’s willing mouth until he finally lost control.



He held Audrey’s head against him with his cock stuffed in her open mouth as he ejaculated. Audrey tried to anticipate the inevitable but it was still rather a shock as a torrent of milky, thick liquid fired into her throat and all around her mouth. She gulped and swallowed as quickly as she could. Her fingers were back at her clit and they flew backward and forward across the hard nub of skin as she swished the warm liquid around in her mouth. She shuddered and opened her lips a little wider to let out a sigh causing a trace of white semen to trickle over her lips. Audrey didn’t care as she had climaxed again and again, over and over beautifully, erotically and shamelessly.



The guys rested briefly and then they rotated around Audrey placing their cocks back in her. They began to fuck her again and Audrey knew that they wouldn’t stop until they had cum in each of her holes and were totally drained. After they finished with her they leisurely dressed leaving her naked on the sofa, her holes filled with their seed. She heard them talking with Mark.



“She was everything you said she would be Mark. It was a great night,” Roy told him.



“She was more than everything, she was great,” Tony added.



“I’m glad you guys could make it tonight and I’m glad that you enjoyed yourselves,” Mark told them.



“Mark you’ll have my order on your desk next week,” Brian said and then the other two said, “Mine too.”



The three guys left Mark’s home completely satisfied and sexually sated. Mark went to check on Audrey who was still naked in the game room. He picked her up in his arms and carried her up to his bedroom. He deposited Audrey on his king size bed and then he ran a bath for her in the Roman style tub. Once the bat was ready, Mark picked up Audrey from the bed and carried her into the bathroom.



Audrey eased into the welcome warmth of the bubble bath and she immediately felt the healing aspect on her body. She sank down in the tub, immersed herself in the bath and reflected on the evening events. She felt like the sexiest woman on earth and she was proud of her body. Three handsome young men had spent the night ravishing her and they seemingly couldn’t get enough of her. However, as much as she enjoyed the incredible raw sex with the three energetic young studs she knew she had to take control of herself. Audrey could not allow Mark to invite guys over any time and fuck her brains out. She had to get her life to a point to where she was the one under control. She would lay out some ground rules with Mark tomorrow. After her bath Mark dried her off and brought her to his bed where they both slept naked through the night. Mark was horny but he thought he would wait until morning to fuck Audrey.



During the night however, Mark got a raging hard-on and he moved Audrey into a spoon position and fucked her in the ass. Audrey was exhausted and semi-asleep as mark had his way with her. She felt his release fill her rectum and then she went back into a deep sleep. Mark left his cock in her ass until it softened and slipped out on its own. He too went back to sleep.



A WEEKEND AT MARK’S



In the morning Mark woke up and looked at the well-fucked pretty Audrey lying next to him. He had his normal piss hard-on but it had been some time since he fucked a woman in the morning. Mark reached over and toyed with Audrey’s pussy until he had it wet and she began to stir. He then pried her legs apart and eased his cock into her cunt. Audrey groaned as she accepted his welcome cock and they began to move slowly. Audrey had no idea about the ride she was in for that morning.



Mark fucked her through multiple orgasms until Audrey begged him to give her pussy a rest. He honored her request and got out of bed to take his morning pee. His bladder was about to burst anyway so he was glad to leave Audrey in bed. When he came out of the bathroom she was asleep again so he let her be. He would all day to fuck her and get into her incredible ass again. Mark went to his kitchen and made a pot of coffee. It was a nice day and Mark decided that he and Audrey would sunbathe, swim and have sex by the pool.



Mark was on his third cup of coffee when Audrey finally arrived in the breakfast room. Mark poured her a cup of coffee and then made breakfast for them. After breakfast they took their coffee with them to the pool area. She watched Mark take off his shorts and stretch out naked in one of the lounges. Audrey removed the tee shirt Mark had given her and her panties. They were both naked in the privacy of Mark’s pool. Audrey finished her coffee and rolled over on her belly and lay face down on the lounge.



Audrey dozed off on the comfortable lounge and she was awakened later when she felt Mark’s hands on her buttocks. He was applying lotion to her buns. Audrey looked over her shoulder at him and saw that he was still naked and sporting a massive erection. Looking at his impressive cock she got turned on again. Mark smiled at her when he realized she was awake.



“I don’t want you to get sun burned,” he told her as he spread lotion on her body.

Now that she was awake he applied the lotion to her legs, shoulders and back before returning to her buttocks. He squirted lotion in the crack of her bottom and rubbed it in tickling her anus in the process. Audrey was getting turned on as he played with her ass and her body moved of its own accord. She felt her hips lift off the lounge making her ass more accessible. The side of his hand slid between her buttocks and he massaged one cheek at a time.



Audrey relaxed briefly as she liked the attention her ass was getting. She pushed up a little higher and she felt a finger slip into her nether hole. He then fingered her pussy with his other hand as he finger fucked her ass. Audrey was soon squirming and moaning with the double penetration that always felt wonderful. She was about to cum again even though she thought that to be impossible after so many orgasms so far that day. Then Mark removed his fingers and she felt a huge void in her body. She pushed her ass back at him in hopes that he would replace his fingers in her holes.



“Come inside, I have a treat for you,” he said.



Audrey and Mark walked into the house leaving their clothing at the pool. Audrey looked at his cock and he was clearly in a state of desire. Mark led her back his bedroom and he removed something from his dresser. Audrey stared at the string of beads and wondered what they were used for. She would soon learn. Mark had Audrey get on all fours with her curvy ass in the air. She had her head on the bed turned to the side so she could watch him.



Mark lubricated the beads and as he did he explained to Audrey that the beads would intensify her orgasm. One by one he pushed the five beads into her asshole. She felt very full and she was glad that they were not thicker. Mark played with her pussy while her ass was stuffed with the anal beads and then he moved under her.



Audrey mounted Mark’s cock and it slipped into her juicy pussy. Audrey was incredibly turned on and she began riding his cock like a woman possessed. She began panting and breathing hard as she drove herself toward another climax. Audrey tensed and Mark sensed her pending orgasm. With his cock buried deep in her pussy, he pulled the beads out slowly. A jolt went through Audrey’s body with each bead as it popped out of her ass. Her body went into convulsions and jerked uncontrollably as she had the most intense orgasm ever. When the last bead left her anus she collapsed on top of Mark and he caressed her body as he continued to fuck her slowly.



Audrey was in a seemingly hypnotic state as she could not explain what happened to her body. She seemed lifeless as Mark continued to move his cock in and out of her pussy in search of his own release. Audrey just remained still on top of him and then she felt him gush into her womb. His release seemed enormous and flooded her pussy. They remained together in the same position for quite a while with Mark’s cock in her pussy soaking in his cum. Audrey could not move so Mark rolled her off of him onto the bed.



Audrey was on her back when she put her forearm across her forehead and sighed, “Oh my God.”



“You like? You had a good orgasm,” Mark told her.



“Good, it was amazing. I thought that I was going to pass out each time a bead let my ass,” she exclaimed and added, “It feels as if they are still in me.”



“That’s a natural feeling the first few times but you’ll get used to them,” he explained.



“I didn’t think that I would be able to cum again today after what you did to me this morning. I can’t believe that I did and that it was so intense, so wildly exciting,” Audrey said as she rubbed her hands over her small breasts.



“You know it’s not even dinner time yet but let’s get up and shower. I’ll make us a couple of drinks and we’ll take them out to the Jacuzzi. The jets will soothe your body,” Mark offered.



Audrey stood up on shaky legs and Mark helped her into the shower. They showered and Mark led Audrey to the Jacuzzi. She entered it and let her body sink into the warm soothing water. Mark went back inside and brought out two drinks for them a white wine for her and a scotch for him. He got in the tub with her and relaxed in the water.



“I was thinking that tonight I would throw in a pizza and we could watch a movie,” he told her.



“Perfect,” she accepted.



After a long leisurely soaking in the hot tub, Audrey and Mark returned to the house. Mark prepared the pizza and they watched a movie wearing only terry robes. Audrey cuddled against him but there was no sexual foreplay as she was absolutely drained. Audrey fell asleep on the couch watching the movie and Mark carried her into the bedroom and placed her in bed. He watched the end of the movie, finished his drink and cleaned up the kitchen before retiring. Mark got in bed with Audrey and she cuddled up to him and they both slept soundly.



Sunday morning was a near repeat of Saturday as Mark fucked Audrey with his morning piss hard-on until she pleaded with him to stop. Once again she was sexually drained after multiple orgasms and she could hardly move. Mark let her rest while he relieved himself and got breakfast started. After a light breakfast he offered Audrey a massage and she accepted.



Mark spent over an hour on her body and she was completely relaxed when he started on her ass. He worked over her buttocks and fingered her anus with plenty of lotion. Once she was well lubed again he used the anal beads on her and had her ride his cock. Audrey had another mind blowing orgasm when he pulled the beads out and she collapsed on his body.



They got out of bed and showered. In the shower Audrey had another new experience when Mark douched her asshole. It was a strange but interesting sensation as he got her squeaky clean. After the shower they went into the Jacuzzi and relaxed in the bubbly warm water. At one point Mark had Audrey kneel on one of the seats and lean over the edge of the hot tub. She felt his hands on her ass as he played with her bottom. Then he spread he cheeks and dipped his tongue between and rimmed her anus. Audrey cried out when the tongue touched her nether hole and she cooed as in darted in and out of her anus. Mark certainly knew his way around the female bottom and he had Audrey squirming with delight. He licked her pussy from behind and ran his tongue from one hole to the other. Audrey thought that she would die if she didn’t cum soon.



Mark then moved behind her and slipped his cock into her from behind. He fucked her for several minutes before he turned her around and sat her on his cock. Audrey rode his big dick franticly as she needed to cum. She kept her clit in constant contact with his cock and rode it until she climaxed. She buried her face in his shoulder and screamed as another intense orgasm rocked her body. Mark held her to his body until she stopped shaking and moved off of his cock.



He had not cum so he sat up on the Jacuzzi and Audrey took his thick cock in her hand and ran her tongue over the head of it. Then she wrapped her mouth around it and slowly moved her head up and down taking him as deep as she could without gagging herself. Audrey was indeed an excellent cock sucker and she soon had Mark on the verge of his first cum that morning. Audrey bobbed her head up and down on his cock pursing her lips together until she felt Mark shiver. Audrey would remove her mouth briefly to prolong his orgasm. She would lick the underside of his cock and his balls driving him wild with desire. Audrey sucked his balls into her mouth and tickled his perineum with her fingers. Audrey let her hands run over his hard abs and loins which caused him to tremble as a tingling sensation ran through his body.



Mark couldn’t take anymore and he grabbed Audrey’s head and pulled it back onto his cock. Audrey knew this time he would cum in her mouth and she was prepared for the surge or the volume of his ejaculation. Mark held her as he unloaded in her mouth. Volley after volley of cum bounced off the back of Audrey’s throat and she swallowed as quickly as she could. Audrey managed to keep all of his cum in her mouth and she sucked him dry. Audrey lovingly sucked and drained his cock. Mark was trembling as Audrey nibbled the head of his cock and massaged his tight scrotum.



Mark looked at her on her stomach and admired her ass again. “Time for some lotion,” he told her.



Mark applied lotion to her body starting with her shoulders and working his way down to the small of her back. He bypassed her ass and put lotion on both legs. He then moved his hands to her ass and spent a long time massaging her beautiful buttocks. He put lotion in her crack and tickled her anus before pushing a finger into her rectum. He fingered her bottom for several minutes and then added a second finger. Audrey felt the added thickness but she did not protest and she actually adjusted to the two fingers rather quickly. He placed a pillow in front of Audrey so that she could place her head on it and as she did she pushed her ass up and arched her back. Audrey was now eager to be pleasured anally.



Before Mark began he stood behind Audrey and took in her marvelous ass, so round, so shapely and so beautiful. Then as Mark knelt on the bed he noticed Audrey’s face aglow and her eyes wide in anticipation. Mark then began to explore her ass as he began to caress it, massage it and rub her cheeks. He pulled her cheeks apart slightly and revealed her sweet tight aperture. Then he ran a finger over her sensitive little bud and watched it quiver when he touched it. Mark then lowered his head and planted soft tender kisses all over her buttocks. Audrey cooed aloud when she felt his lips on her backside.



Mark placed both hands on her ass and began to massage her buttocks again. Audrey felt the tender but firm deep massage of his fingertips. Mark would push her ass cheeks together and then pull them apart to expose her sweet asshole each time. When he exposed her anus, Audrey could feel the cool air on her rosebud. Mark again lowered his mouth to one of her buttocks and pressed his lips against it. Then he blew a steady breath onto Audrey’s anus and watched as goose bumps covered her skin.



He took his time planting well placed kisses on her buttocks and then began a slow torturous journey toward the crack of her ass. Mark’s lips then came into contact with the crack in her ass and trailed a line of kisses down to her anus. Audrey’s body tensed as she was nervous, anxious and excited all at the same time.



Mark gently pried her cheeks apart wider exposing her nether hole even more. Then he lowered his lips to her anus and gently kissed it and caressed it with his lips. He repeated this act several times and Audrey moaned aloud as her ass was pampered. Mark then moved lower and kissed the sensitive spot between her asshole and her pussy and Audrey groaned again. He then extended his tongue and lightly licked the sensitive area as he continued the journey toward her pussy. Audrey flinched at the first contact with her pussy. Mark then began to lick a line from her pussy back to her asshole and then he flicked his tongue across her nether hole. Audrey’s body gave in to the incredible erotic sensations and it craved more attention.



Mark took his time and spent many minutes repeating the actions that seemed to turn Audrey on. His hands continued to massage her fabulous globes while his lips and tongue explored her asshole. He knew how much she like to be kissed, licked and gently nibbled. Her body would twitch and flinch at the long strokes from his tongue and her buttocks would tighten when his tongue probed her anus.



Audrey lay on the bed and she could feel her heart racing and her chest pounding. Mark then leaned over and whispered to her again and told her how beautiful she looked with her ass pushed up high in the air. Then he began to explore her with his fingers. He placed his index finger on her tailbone and slid it down ever so slowly toward her puckered asshole. He probed gently with the tip of his finger and it fit perfectly in the entrance of her tight hole.



Audrey tensed up at first and tightened her ass but then she relaxed when she realized that he was going to be gentle. Mark pressed his finger in gently applying a little pressure as his finger entered the outer edge of her anus entering it just ever so slightly. Then he probed a little deeper and wiggled it inside Audrey’s ass. He then removed his finger and Audrey felt its absence. Then she felt a cool substance on her anus and she realized that Mark had applied some sort of lubricant to her ass.



Audrey felt Mark kiss her ass cheeks again and then his finger returned to her asshole and spread the lubricant around the entrance. Audrey felt her asshole pucker up as it received the tip of Mark’s finger and she wondered how it would feel when he finally put it in her. Her body ached with desire and she realized that she wanted more. She wanted to be touched, penetrated, and filled up and to be explored in her forbidden area. Mark’s finger slid in deeper and Audrey instinctively clamped her asshole around his finger. Mark held still in her and waited for her to relax before probing deeper.



Mark then wiggled his finger back and forth and let it slide out slowly to the first knuckle. Audrey felt his finger slide out and she instinctively clamped her ass around it again, this time to hold it in place. Mark could feel her anal muscles clench his finger as if she were milking it and nursing it. Mark knew the battle that was going on within her body. The sphincter was designed to push things out not pull them in. Each time Audrey relaxed her asshole, Mark pushed his finger in deeper until she clamped around it again. This process continued until he entire finger was buried in Audrey’s ass.



With his other hand Mark continued to pat attention to the rest of her ass. His hand wandered all over her shapely buttocks massaging and caressing her soft skin. At the same time he continued to slide his finger in and out of Audrey’s asshole and he enjoyed watching her anal muscles grip his finger each time. Audrey’s breathing had become labored and she began to rotate her ass in tiny circles as if to get the finger in deeper. Mark was in no rush as this is exactly what he had planned. He wanted Audrey to enjoy every moment of the anal sensations. He wanted to work Audrey into a state that she would beg him to fuck her ass. For now though he was content to worship and devour her hot luscious bottom.



Mark then lowered his face to her ass and licked her as he probed her with his finger. He took his other hand and reached under her to find her pussy and her clit. As soon as Mark made contact with Audrey’s hot wet pussy her body trembled as a wave of pleasure passed through her. Mark was very skilled at finding a woman’s g-spot and he located Audrey’s instantly. Between the fingers rubbing her g-spot, another diddling her clit and a third finger in her ass, Audrey groaned loudly and her body shook with desire. She knew that she was close to her first orgasm.



Mark’s two fingers in her pussy matched the rhythm of the finger in her ass Audrey could feel all the fingers in her separated only by a thin membrane inside her. Mark pumped his fingers in and out and Audrey went wild. Mark could feel her body giving itself over to him. It was his now to do as he wished. Her pussy was dripping wet, her ass clamped tight around his finger and her hips pushed back at him but Mark did not want her to explode just yet.



Mark suddenly removed his fingers from her holes leaving her empty. Audrey screamed for him to put them back in her, to fill her up again. Her eyes were wide open and she had a wanton look on her face. Her body was begging to be fucked but Mark was in no hurry. He enjoyed this moment and he savored her dilemma. Mark loved doing this to a woman, teasing her and prolonging her climax. He wanted Audrey’s anticipation to last as long as possible. It was the very reason he had not fucked her that morning.



Mark then lowered his lips down to her hot ass and planted kisses all over it again. He massaged the smooth white flesh of her ass as he kissed it and Audrey cooed. She longed for his fingers to be back in her. Mark moved his mouth directly over her anus and blew on her nether hole. Audrey thrust her ass back into Mark’s face as if to impale her ass on his tongue. Mark needed no further encouragement and his hands spread her ass open wide so he could probe her asshole. Mark stiffened his tongue like a tiny dick and probed Audrey’s asshole. He poked his tongue in and out of her ass then he covered her ass completely with his mouth and sucked hard on it. Mark began to lick, nibble and tickle the sensitive rosebud and Audrey cried out in passion.



“Are you ready to cum, Audrey? Do you want me to cum again?” Mark teased her.



“Oh God yes, please make me cum, let me cum,” Audrey screamed back.



Mark then reached under her again and located her clit. Audrey’s pussy was sopping wet and Mark knew she was very close to a climax. He played with her puffy pussy lips as she diddled her clit and then he pushed first one, then two and finally three fingers into her pussy. Mark then pulled his mouth off her ass and pushed two fingers from his other hand into Audrey’s snug asshole. Audrey gasped and swallowed hard at the new invasion in her ass but her state of desire and the lubrication facilitated the extra digit. Mark now had three fingers in her pussy and two in her ass as he picked up the rhythm. The thrusts became deep and hard as he relished with the delight of devouring her ass and pussy with his fingers. Audrey responded by pushing her ass back against his hands as she fucked back at them.



Mark finger fucked her two holes with both hands as Audrey pushed back against him. He could feel the small patch of skin separating the three fingers in her pussy from the two in her asshole. Mark was getting carried away and he began to furiously fuck her lovely hungry body with his fingers. Then it happened and Audrey exploded. She clamped down on the fingers in her body and her pussy spasmed as a massive orgasm rocked her. Audrey screamed out loud with her mind blowing climax. Mark pulled his fingers from her asshole and replaced them with his mouth.



He could feel the hot moisture in Audrey’s pussy as it coated his fingers. Mark continued to lick her quivering asshole as her first orgasm subsided but then another orgasm rocked Audrey’s body. This one seemed even more intense than the first and it caught them both by surprise. Mark kept his mouth on Audrey’s ass until the second orgasm had passed and she seemed to recover. With one last kiss on her cute little rosebud, Mark lifted himself up and looked at the beautiful Audrey. She had her head turned to one side on the pillow with a look of pure lust and gratitude in her eyes.



“It’s time to fuck your hot ass. I can see that your ass is asking to be fucked.”



“I’m ready,” Audrey cooed.



Mark poured more lubricant on her ass and worked it into her asshole. Audrey arched her back and pointed her beautiful ass back at him. He coated her asshole with a generous amount of oil and slid his thick finger back in her hole. He took his time preparing her ass relishing every moment. He then coated his entire cock with the oil and placed the head at the entrance to her anus. Mark pushed forward and the thick cock head squeezed into Audrey’s tight asshole.



Mark reached around and played with her clit as he pounded her ass. Her pussy and asshole were on fire. Audrey was on the brink of another huge orgasm as Mark methodically fucked her in her tight anus. He loved watching his cock slide out of Audrey’s shapely ass and then plunge back in as his hips slapped against her curvy ass cheeks causing them to jiggle with each thrust. Her orgasm surged within her as he fucked her ass harder and faster.

As Audrey came and came her entire body went into spasm. Her pussy convulsed and clamped around Mark’s fingers coating them with her cunt juice. Audrey’s asshole pulsated as Mark drove his big cock in and out of it. Her ass involuntarily squeezed and released his huge member as he fucked it causing him to finally lose it. Mark slid his pecker deep into Audrey’s rectum as his cock spasmed and sent a thick stream of hot cum into her channel. Mark kept fucking her as load after load was fired into her ass. His cock kept twitching and spurting inside the impaled Audrey.



Mark stopped and slowly withdrew his cock from her loosened asshole. He marveled in the sight of his impressive cock sliding out of Audrey’s shapely ass. His man seed flowed from her asshole and ran like a river down over her pussy and between her sweet thighs. Mark and Audrey stayed in the same position for awhile and he massaged her beautiful ass as she remained on her knees with her ass perched in the air. Mark pushed down lightly on Audrey’s back causing her to accentuate her ass even more. He loved looking at it and playing with it as she cooed into the pillow. Mark’s cock remained hard and looked menacing around Audrey’s asshole. Audrey looked magnificent with her just fucked curvy ass in the air. Mark could not resist sticking one of his fingers in her asshole and she just wiggled her bum instinctively.



“Oh my, that was the best ever,” Audrey sighed.



“I wanted to prolong it this weekend and savor every second I was in your beautiful ass,” Mark told her.



They moved to the spoon position that Audrey loved so much and Mark’s cock found her ass again. He fucked her slowly as they lay on their sides as Audrey adjusted to the penetration. Mark was very turned on as he always was when he took her ass. It didn’t take long for him to ejaculate a second time into Audrey’s rectum and she felt the surge. Mark remained in her ass until his cock softened and slipped out. Cum oozed from Audrey’s ass and trickled over her buttock. She had strange feelings again and she felt wicked, naughty and excited all at the same time.



Audrey would stay until Monday and then she returned to her home to pack some things before she returned to Mark’s house. Mark went to work that morning unprepared for the mysterious visitor he would meet that day.



AN UNUSUAL REQUEST



Mark was in his office when one of the salesmen escorted a beautiful Japanese woman to Mark’s office. Mark stared at the dark haired beauty who he guessed was in her mid-twenties. She stood about 5’5″ tall and couldn’t have weighed much more than 100 pounds. She wore a tailored suit with the skirt cut a good 8″ above her knees. She had lovely legs and a cute figure. Mark could only wonder what she looked like naked.



“Mr. Jennings, my name is Mika. I represent a group of Japanese businessmen. I serve as their translator in all business dealings,” she said introducing herself.



“I’m pleased to meet you Mika. What can I do for you?”



“My associates are interested in buying many cars and you have been recommended to us.”



“Well I am flattered. That is good news.”



“Yes, well, there are conditions.”



“Okay what are the conditions?”



“You have an associate, a pretty blonde woman. My associates were told that she is very sexy and they would like to meet her.”



Mark knew that she was referring to Audrey. One of the guys from the card game must have shot off his mouth. “I see and why would they like to meet Audrey.”



“They heard that she is a very accomplished sex partner. My colleagues are infatuated with blonde women.”



“How many associates are there?”



“There are six of them with me on this trip. We are all staying at the Continental Hotel. Here is the suite number. Please bring your associated to the meeting tomorrow evening at 7:00 PM.”



“I don’t know if she will be willing to meet with your associates.”



“I hear that you are very persuasive and that you have control over her. Here ask her to wear this when she comes to the suite,” Mika said as she handed Mark a box.



“I will look forward to seeing you tomorrow evening Mr. Jennings.”



“Mark, please, tomorrow night then.”



“Very well Mark, good bye.”



Mark watched the Japanese beauty turn and walk out of his office. His eyes caught her shapely legs and the outline of her curvy ass in the tight skirt. Mark opened the box and inside he found a school girl’s uniform. “Oh my God, what is Audrey in for,” he thought.



That evening after dinner and one round of sex, Mark told Audrey about his visitor. “These guys want you to serve drinks and appetizers at their suite. Are you up for this?”



“Do I have to fuck them?” Audrey challenged.



“I don’t think it will come to that but they gave me a special outfit for you to wear.”



“An outfit, let’s see it.”



Mark handed Audrey the box and she opened it. “Are you kidding a school girl uniform?” she laughed.



“Try it on,” Mark urged.



Audrey was already naked so she stood up and put on the uniform. It was complete with a white blouse, bow tie, short plaid pleated skirt, cotton panties, and white knee high socks. Mark had to admit that she looked very young and very sexy in the outfit. He wanted to fuck her right there by bending her over, flipping up her skirt and yanking her panties to her knees. Mark thought better of it as he didn’t want to mess her outfit.



“Audrey this is another big deal if we pull this off. These guys are going to order a bunch of cars. Will you do it?”



“Of course I’ll do it for you. I want you to be there though and not let things get out of hand. It is actually kind of exciting to wear this school uniform.”



“You like really desirable in it.”



“I’m horny again, let’s fuck,” Audrey said as she stripped off the uniform and hopped back in bed.



Mark was between her legs in seconds and they fucked until they both came again. They slept together in mark’s bed again that night and they fell asleep wondering what tomorrow evening would bring. They were both in for an unexpected journey.



Tuesday evening at 7:00 PM sharp, Mark and Audrey arrived at the hotel suite. Audrey wore a long length coat over her school girl uniform. Mika greeted then when she opened the door and invited them in. Mika looked stunning in a black cocktail dress that only covered her bust and was cut at least 10″ above her knees. All of the Japanese men were articulately dressed and they all seemed very polite. Mika took Audrey’s coat and then the men went gaga over Audrey in the uniform. There words were just sounds to Mark and Audrey as the men only spoke Japanese.



Mika told Audrey to serve the drinks and appetizers but to also be on the lookout for roaming hands. Mika explained that the Japanese men would be fondling her and it was important that she not offend them by resisting their advances. After the ordeal at Mark’s card party, Audrey was convinced that she could handle anything. Audrey then circulated and took the drink orders from each of the men. She walked around serving the drinks and then the appetizers. By the second round the men had become adventurous and they began touching Audrey.



Mika had moved over to stand by Mark and they watched Audrey and the men. Mark was having a scotch as usual and he was taking in Mika’s beauty. He was taken by how white her skin looked in contrast to her black hair and black dress. Mika was wearing black hose so only her face, shoulders and arms displayed her pasty white skin. Mark and Mika saw several men begin to touch Audrey. Their hands were caressing her bare thighs above the knee high socks up to her panties. The pleated uniform skirt was so short that it just covered her ass, however, when she bent over slightly the skirt rode up and her curvy ass in cotton panties peeked out.



The Japanese men became more aggressive and soon they were fondling Audrey’s ass under her skirt and squeezing her braless tits through her blouse. Audrey was getting turned on by the attention to her body and she gasped loudly when a finger found its way under her panties into her pussy. Audrey was squirming now as she was finger fucked and fondled. She felt the panties being pulled down but just to a point beneath her buttocks. Hands were on her buns, fingers in her pussy and her breasts were being massaged through the blouse. Audrey then felt a lubricated finger enter her anus and worm around in her ass.



Mark was excited by the display of groping and fondling of Audrey and he reached over and touched Mika’s curvy bottom. Mika looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. Then she dropped a hand behind her and stroked the front of Mark’s crotch. She felt the size of him and chills ran through her body. “You big,” she whispered. Mark continued to rub Mika’s ass and she stroked his cock through his pants as they watched the men with Audrey.



The men gently pushed Audrey to the floor and had her kneel with her head cradled in her hands. She had her head turned to the side and she had a lustful smile on her face. Her skirt was flipped up and her panties were pulled down to her knees. She really looked like a naughty school girl. Mark and Mika watched as one of the Japanese men lubricated Audrey’s anus and then freed his cock from his pants. He knelt behind her and pushed his small cock into Audrey’s ass much to the delight and praise of the other five men. The rest of the men also took their cocks out and Mark noticed that they all had less then what he considered average size cocks.



One by one the Japanese fucked Audrey in the ass. They all remained dressed with just their cock sticking out of their flies. Then the men did undress and once they were all naked they pulled Audrey’s blouse out of her skirt and unbuttoned it. Her lovely tits spilled out and there were more murmurs from the excited men. Audrey’s cotton panties were removed but her skirt blouse and socks were left on. One of the men lay on his back and Audrey was guided over to him and made to straddle his cock. Her skirt was flipped up over her back and a second man entered her ass again. The man under her reached up and fondled her sweet tits as a third man presented his cock to be sucked. Audrey would be triple penetrated for hours as each man would have his turn with her. As soon as one of them ejaculated into her mouth, pussy or ass he would pull out and another cock would take its place.



This was too much for Mark and he reached for the hem of Mika’s skirt and tried to lift it. She stopped him and whispered, “Not here, come with me.”



Mark and Mika left the room but before he left he took one more look at Audrey with three cocks in her. He wondered what she thought of the smaller cocks in her holes. Mark followed Mika to her room and he was anxious to see the Japanese beauty completely naked.



MARK AND MIKA



Normally Mark would have taken his time undressing Mika but they were both so turned on that their clothes came off in record time. Mika had Mark get in bed on his back as she wanted to begin by sucking his cock.



“Let Mika make you feel good. Then you make me feel good too,” she whispered.



Mark remained still as her delicate hand touched his cock. He was close to cumming and he could feel the buildup in his testicles. His ball sac was taut and sensitive and his cock throbbed with desire. Mika ran her fingers lightly over the thick hard shaft and lightly scraped his testicles with her fingernail. Mika smiled as Mark’s cock moved of its own accord and lifted away from his belly.



Mika knew that Mark’s cock was longer than 8″ and she made a mental note to measure it some other time. Mika kept stroking his proud cock keeping it hard. When Mika lowered her mouth to his cock, Mark went wild and he couldn’t believe how good it felt in her wet soft mouth. It took less time than Mika expected before Mark came in her mouth. Stream after stream of semen shot into Mika’s mouth and she had to swallow as quickly as she could. She drank down every drop of Mark’s juice. Mark stared in awe of the woman who was naked before him. Mark took in all her curves and he loved what he saw, so much that his cock was hard again in no time. Mika never sunbathed so she had no distinct tan lines which would normally emphasize her cute tits and curvy ass. Still she was shapely and beautiful.



Mika’s pussy was throbbing with desire. She would ask Mark later to eat her pussy but right then she wanted his big thick meat in her. Mika wanted him to be tender and gentle with her. She lay on her back on the bed and opened her legs and arms encouraging Mark to come to her. Mika took the big cock and guided it to her pussy and then she controlled the penetration. When Mark felt his cock first enter Mika’s moist hot cunt he wanted to thrust his cock in all the way. Mika had anticipated his uncontrolled lust and she kept her hand on his cock to control him.



“When you are with me you must be gentle. Take your time and ease into me with your big cock,” Mika whispered as she prepared to accept the biggest cock ever into her womb.



Mark’s hips Marked almost involuntarily and then Mika told him to move slowly when he was in her. Mika released her hand on his cock and she gasped as the rest of it filled her womb. Mark moved slowly and he really got into fucking the tight twat. Mika asked him to keep his weight on his forearms so that he didn’t crush her underneath him. Mika was as hot as a firecracker by then and she felt her orgasm building.



“Oh this is going to be so big!” she exclaimed.



Then her orgasm hit her and rocked her body. Mika wrapped her legs and arms around Mark and held him tight as her body shook with her release. Mika groaned, moaned and thrust her hips at her new lover as the intense orgasm ripped through her. Mark held still as Mika fucked herself on his cock. He loved seeing her orgasm like that.



Mark was still rock hard and he instinctively began to move again. He really liked the feel of his cock sliding in and out of Mika’s moist tight pussy. He had already cum once but he felt like he could cum all night. He picked up the pace and developed a steady rhythm fucking her and Mika could feel her juices running again and she knew that she was in for another orgasm. As it turned out Mika had several orgasms with the last one being mind blowing and she felt she was close to passing out. Mark stayed at her in search of his own release but Mika stopped him as she could not take his cock against her clit any longer.



“Mark, you stop for a minute. I turn over,” Mika begged.



Mika got on all fours and Mark just stared at her lovely body as she moved into position. “Do me from behind. Put cock back in pussy and fuck me from behind,” she directed.



Mark got behind her and eased his cock back into her pussy. He was thrilled to watch it enter her from the rear and he loved watching it slide in and out of her. Mark then paid attention to Mika’s ass and he liked her curvy round buttocks. He caressed her buns as he fucked her and he liked the way they jiggled when he entered her. Mark looked at Mika’s nether hole and tickled it with his finger. The sight of Mika’s gorgeous ass set him off again and he flooded her womb with his seed. Mark thrust into her and shot streams of cum deep into her pussy. Mika felt the discharge and the force of the semen in her.



Mark stayed behind her with his cock in her pussy and he showed no signs of going soft. He stroked her buttocks as he fucked her again. Before cumming a third time, he pulled his cock out and let it slip from her pussy. Mark stared at her pussy and watched as some of his semen trickled out and ran down Mika’s inner thighs. Mika rolled over on her back and held her arms out to Mark who collapsed along side her. Mika held him tenderly and caressed his face.



“You make Mika very happy. You are good lover,” she whispered.



Mark watched Mika stretch out on her bed and spread her legs again. Her hands went down to her pussy and she stroked her quim and opened it for Mark to see. Mark just stared at her in all her beauty lying on the bed. Her black silky hair spread across the bed, her firm tits and brown hard nipples stuck up in the air with her voluptuous body splayed before him. Mika held her arms open to him and then guided him to her body as he leaned in toward her.



Mark buried his tongue in Mika’s pussy shoving it in as if he was fucking her. Mika was pleased that he did not care that he had cum in her pussy earlier. Mark was really getting into the action particularly because of the way he had Mika squirming and tossing on the bed. Mika moved her legs over Mark’s shoulders and pulled his head closer to her pussy. Mark held on to Mika shapely buttocks and squeezed and fondled her firm ass cheeks as he ate her pussy.



“Oh, so good!” Mika cried out.



Mark continued to eat her pussy as he held her ass tightly in his hands. He then moved his hands up to her tits and found her hard nipples. Mark massaged her boobs and twirled her nipples in his fingertips as he continued to munch on her pussy and clit. Mika was tossing and thrusting her pussy into Mark’s face and calling for him to eat her. Mika stiffened and gasped aloud as she came on Mark’s face. Mark held on to her with his mouth glued to her cunt. He felt the waves of orgasm rock Mika’s body and his face was flooded with her cunt juice. Mika kept humping his face until the last of her orgasms passed and she flopped back on the bed.



Mark slipped his finger from her pussy and his hands found her breasts again. He stroked her tits and nipples as he gently licked her pussy dry of all her juices. Mark finished eating her and then sat up kneeling between Mika legs.



“We take bath now. I want you to do something very special,” Mika said excitedly.



Mark had no idea what was on her mind but anything she came up with he was game. Mika took Mark into the bathroom where the roman style tub was located. She ran the water and added oily beads to it. When they entered the bath, Mark noticed that the water was very oily and slick. He liked the feel of it on his skin but he liked the feel of it on Mika’s skin better.



Mika leaned back into Mark and he reached around and caressed her voluptuous body. He loved the feel of her oily tits and nipples in his hands and he played with them continuously. Mika felt Mark’s erection pressing into her back as she reclined into him and let him fondle her body. Then she decided it was time to take it to the next step. Mika moved away from Mark and lay face down in the bath water keeping only her head and buttocks above the water.



Mark looked at her and he had never seen a woman look so erotic with just her bottom sticking up out of the oily water. Her skin was slick and her ass glistened. Mika then began to move her hips and ass up and down in the water. Her ass would dip below the water’s surface and then re-appear. Mark was beside himself with desire and he began to caress her oil slick buttocks. Mika continued to tease him unmercifully as he caressed her ass. Mark got so excited that he got the urge to kiss Mika’s buns so he leaned over and held her ass above the water as he planted kissed on her buttocks.



That was what Mika hoped would happen and she handed Mark the bottle of body wash and told him to wash her bottom. Mark squirted and ample amount of body wash on his hands and rubbed it all over Mika’s curvy ass. His cock was throbbing and he was anxious to fuck her again but he had other plans for his cock. He knew that he would not be able to keep his cock out of her sexy ass.



“Mark, put the body wash on my anus and finger me there,” Mika said sexily.



Mark did as he was told and he washed her anus and then fingered it. Mika cooed as the finger penetrated her anus as it had been so long since anything had been that deep in her ass. She told Mark to add a second finger which he did.



“Mark, I want you to do something very special for me now. Would you put your tongue in my anus? I love that,” Mika requested in her sexiest tone.

Mark knew that Mika’s asshole was now squeaky clean so he leaned over and pried her buttocks apart exposing the nether hole even more. He dipped his tongue between her cheeks and probed her anus gently. Mika cried out with delight as Mark performed analingus on her for the first time. Mark really got into it. Mika orgasmed and flopped down in the tub, Mark was not ready to stop the anal games. Mika got out of the tub and she and Mark dried each other’s bodies. Mark’s cock was throbbing and he was ready to bust a nut. Still Mika held him at bay and led him to her bed. She handed Mark some lubricant and told him to finger her ass again.



“Mark, I am going to let you fuck me in the ass. Would you like that? Would you like to stick your big cock in my ass? But you must be very gentle,” Mika told him.



Mark had planned to take her ass and now he was thrilled that she had asked for it in her fantastic ass. Mark pushed a thick finger into her asshole and tested her tightness then he added a second finger which caused Mika to gasp. He worked the two fingers in and out of her ass stretching her as much as he could. Mark then placed his big erect cock between Mika’s beautiful smooth round ass cheeks and pushed into her asshole.



As he entered her Mika pleaded, “Oh Mark go easy, you will be the biggest ever there.”



Mika tried to move away from him and ended up on the bed lying flat on her stomach. Mark followed her to the prone position and lay on top of her petite body with his huge cock between her ass cheeks and in her asshole. Mark began to hump Mika at a slow pace and then faster with his hips pumping into her. Mika’s screams and moans were louder than ever as her small body took Mark’s big cock. Mika started taking Mark’s cock easier and unconsciously massaged it with her amazing ass muscles. Mark lifted her back to her knees on all fours and reached around to feel her tits. Her nipples were rock hard as he twirled them in his fingers. Mark then moved one hand down to play with her pussy and Mika went wild humping her hips faster and faster. Mark then placed both hands on her hips and watched his cock penetrate her curvy ass as he moved her hips in time with his humps.



Mika yelled for the world to hear, “Oh my God, fuck me, fuck me, please fuck me!”



Mark complied with her demands and pounded her ass as hard as he could. Mika squeezed her ass cheeks together as she orgasmed as Mark joined her and shot a huge load of cum deep into her ass. Mika screamed and moaned as she felt Mark pump several shots of cum into her rectum. Mika’s beautiful body radiated heat as Mark pumped cum into her ass. Mika was almost out of breath but started to return to normal breathing as Mark caressed her body lovingly. Mark eased his cock from her ass and traces of cum ran out of her asshole between her ass cheeks and over her pussy. Mika scooped up the semen with her fingers and licked them clean. Mark flopped on the bed next to her and Mika dropped down and took his softening cock in her mouth and sucked it dry. Mark and Mika lay together for awhile and when Mika sucked him back to hardness, Mark fucked her ass again. Mika loved the feel of semen shooting into her rectum and Mark could cum in Markets. It had been a long while since Mika had been butt fucked so thoroughly and she was pleased that she was able to handle Mark’s cock.



Mika eventually rolled out of bed and stood up. She donned a kimono like robe and Mark asked where she was going. “I am going to get Audrey and bring her back here,” Mika told him.



Before leaving Mike ran the water in the bath for Audrey. Mika carried a second robe with her and left the room. Minutes later she was back with Audrey clad in the robe and carrying her clothes and coat. Mark smiled at Audrey but avoided asking her how things went. Mika steered Audrey into the bathroom and had her soak in the oily bath water. Audrey loved the feel of the hot silky water on her ravaged body. She was surprised when Mika dropped her robe and joined Audrey in the tub. Audrey was even more surprised when Mika kissed her and caressed her. Mika sat back in the tub and had Audrey lean back into her. Audrey could feel the hard nubs from Mika’s tits pressing into her back. Mika reached around and fondled Audrey’s breast as the two of them soaked in the tub.



Curiosity got the best of Mark so he peeked in the bathroom and saw the two beauties in the bath together. He smiled and returned to bed. He was pleased that they were intimate with each other and he looked forward to waking up with the two women the next morning.



A MEMORABLE THREESOME



The next morning Mark woke up between the two beauties. Audrey looked ravishing with her blonde hair spread across the pillow and her golden tanned body splayed naked before him. Next to her was Mika who looked exotic and mysterious with her long black hair and seemingly flawless white naked skin. He looked at both women as he decided who he would fuck first.



Mark gently pried Mika’s legs apart and entered her with his morning piss hard-on. Audrey had experienced that ritual in the past but Mark didn’t know if Mika ever had been fucked senseless in the morning. Mark was unrelenting as he pounded her pussy and drove her crazy. Mika had never cum so many times with a man’s cock in her womb for so long. Finally she begged Mark to give her a break and he moved over to Audrey. Mark repeated the action with Audrey until she too begged him to stop. Pleased with himself he got out of bed and went in the bathroom to take his morning piss. As he was urinating he was trying to decide which ass he would fuck that morning.



When Mark went back into the bedroom the girls had made up his mind for him. Audrey was on her knees with her face in Mika’s pussy. Mark stroked his already hard cock and began to finger Audrey’s well lubed asshole. Mark marveled at the ass on Audrey her buns had to stick out at least 8″ from her back and thighs.



In spite of Audrey’s ass being round and protruding, her cheeks were firm and her ass was very round. Mark fingered her bung hole as he relished in its beauty. Satisfied that she was ready he lined up his cock and pressed forward into her snug chute; an experience that he never tired of. Audrey gasped as Mark pushed his cock into her ass. Audrey relaxed her ass and Mark slid in further and then she turned her attention back to Mika’s pussy.



Audrey’s moans were muffled and lost in Mika’s pussy as Mark held her hips firmly and continued to push his cock in deeper and deeper. Audrey could not believe her good fortune and that this was happening to her again and she moaned with joy into Mika’s cunt. She reached for her pussy with her own fingers and rubbed her clit frantically as she sucked on Mika’s clit.



Mark had finally buried his entire cock in Audrey’s ass and he held still as her rectum relaxed a little adjusting to the intrusive invasion. Audrey realized that she had been holding her breath and then she started to breathe easier and relieve some of her tension. Mark began a slow fucking motion and caressed Audrey’s shapely buttocks. Audrey never felt pain anymore just a pleasurable pressure in her rectum and bowels. The pressure was starting to subside and once again she enjoyed the ass fucking. Mark sensed that Audrey was relaxing and loosening up so he began to fuck her with long deep strokes.



Audrey rotated her ass in response to Mark’s fucking and Mark thought to himself, “Oh I love this fabulous ass and it is mine anytime I want it.”



Audrey started sucking on Mika’s pussy at a furious pace which signaled Mark that she was approaching her own orgasm. Mark picked up the pace and really began to pound Audrey’s ass. His cock would come almost all the way out of Audrey’s ass and then he would shove it back in to the hilt. Mark kept pounding Audrey’s ass. Mika grunted and groaned in orgasm as Audrey sucked up all of her juices. Audrey then lifted her mouth off of Mika’s twat and groaned aloud as Mark pounded her ass.



“Oh, oh, oh, yes give it to me. Fuck my ass, fuck it!” Audrey screamed for the both of them to hear.



Mark increased his speed and his cock was flying in and out of Audrey’s ass. Mark’s thighs were slapping into Audrey’s buttocks causing her ass cheeks to jiggle with each thrust of his cock. Mark then shoved his cock in all the way, stiffened and grunted as his cum shot out of his pecker into Audrey’s ass. Mark emptied his balls and flooded Audrey’s ass with his spunk. Audrey felt bloated as cum filled her to overflowing. Mark kept fucking Audrey’s ass and he could feel cum squishing around in her rectum. Mika was humping Audrey’s face as she too approached her orgasm.



“Oh God Audrey, don’t stop please, make me cum. I’m going to cum. I’m cumming Audrey, oh Audrey!” Mika screamed as her body thrashed around with the intensity of her orgasm.



Audrey continued tongue fucking her and playing with her clit and Mika could not stand it anymore as her body went rigid. Mika moaned and lifted her hips toward Audrey’s face as if she were trying to get the tongue deeper into her pussy. Audrey grabbed Mika’s ass as she continued with her tongue lapping and squeezed Mika’s shapely ass at the same time. This final act took Mika over the edge with a mind numbing orgasm.



Audrey and Mark collapsed and fell forward on the bed with Mark’s cock still in her ass. Mark lay on top of Audrey until his cock softened and began to slip from her ass. Mark rolled to the side and his cock slipped from her well fucked asshole. As Audrey lay on her stomach Mark’s sperm seemed to bubble up and ooze from her asshole. Audrey clenched her anal muscles and more cum squirted out of her ass and ran down between her ass cheeks and inner thighs. Mark’s cum seemed to trickle out of Audrey’s ass for quite awhile.



Audrey rolled over on her back and Mark and Mika stared at Audrey’s rock hard extended nipples. Her nipples stood out like erasers on pencils and they were just as hard. Her nipples looked even bigger given the size of her breasts.



“I know they are long and hard,” Audrey groaned.



“I love your hard erect nipples,” Mika replied and then kissed Audrey’s tits and took her nipples in her mouth one by one.



Mika moved from one tit to the other taking the entire breast in her mouth and sucking the nipples. Mika let each nipple pop out of her mouth with an audible sound and Audrey’s nipples seemed to get harder and longer each time. Audrey moaned aloud and grasped Mika’s head holding it to her breasts. Mark got hard again just from watching the two girls and he nuzzled up to Audrey. He caressed her sensuous ass and Audrey felt his cock bump into her buns.



The three of them lay back on the bed and Mika and Audrey moved into a 69 position and began to lick each other’s pussy. Mark lay down behind Audrey and played with her fabulous ass for awhile before sliding his cock back into her asshole. Audrey grunted softly in Mika’s pussy as Mark’s cock slid all the way in. Mark fucked her slowly as he wanted to make this last as long as possible. Audrey grabbed onto Mika’s firm ass cheeks and held her tight as she worked on her pussy. Audrey then began to finger Mika’s pussy with one then two fingers. Mika’s juices were overflowing with desire and she was panting as she approached another orgasm. Audrey started to play with Mika’s asshole and she moved Mika’s pussy juice to her asshole and lubricated it with her natural moistness.



The finger teasing Mika’s nether hole felt good as Audrey ate her pussy but Audrey caught her off guard when she inserted a finger into Mika’s asshole. Mika gasped into Audrey’s pussy as the digit sank into her asshole. The single digit felt good as Audrey moved it around in Mika’s ass as she continued to suck on her pussy and nibble her clit. Mika was the first to cum this time and her body spasmed in orgasm as Audrey held her mouth firmly to Mika’s pussy and plunged her finger as deep as she could in Mika’s ass.



Mark despite all his efforts to control himself finally gave in to Audrey’s ass milking his cock. He shot another impressive load into her ass and let his cock stay in her as she milked it dry with her anal muscles. Mark’s deflated cock finally slipped from her hot ass. Mark noticed a trail of cum oozing out of her asshole and he pushed it back in with his finger. Audrey rotated her ass in encouragement as Mika continued to eat her pussy. Audrey finally orgasmed dousing Mika’s face with her female nectar and Mika gobbled it all up.



They rested for awhile as they lay together on the bed and stroked each other’s body. Mika still had not been ass fucked and she wanted Mark to fuck her next. Mark got behind Mika and slipped his cock in to her hot ass. Mika was glad that Mark had already cum twice in Audrey’s ass because she knew he would last longer this time. Mark fucked her ass and Audrey played with Mika’s tits and nipples. Then Audrey spread out on front of Mika so that Mika could eat her pussy. Mika wasted no time in locating Audrey’s clit and she begin to lick it and gently nibble it driving Audrey wild.



Mika and Audrey had multiple orgasms before Mark came again. He dumped his seed in Mika’s rectum just as Audrey came on Mika’s face again. That sent Mika over the edge and she had one more mind blowing orgasm that rocked her body. The three of them flopped down along side one another on the bed and cuddled together.



It was another hour before the threesome stirred and finally got out of bed. They showered and dressed and prepared to leave. Mika told Mark that he would have the order by the end of the week. Audrey had to wear the school girl uniform since it was all she had. She skipped the white socks and put her light full length coat on. Mark drove back to his house and he told Audrey that she could hang out there while he went into the office.



“Hang on to that uniform. You look very sexy in it and I might want you to wear it for me sometime,” Mark told her.



AUDREY’S UNEXPECTED REWARD



Mark got home from work late that evening and Audrey had already opened a bottle of white wine. Mark poured a scotch for himself and sat in the family room with Audrey. She cuddled up to him as they enjoyed their drinks.



“Audrey you have been a huge help to me closing deals. I would never have had the sales that I had this year without you. I am going to give you a bonus check but first you need to establish a company,” Mark told her.



“How do I do that?” she inquired.



“It’s all set up. Tomorrow you will meet with Mike Lester and he will have you sign all the papers. Mike has set up a limited liability company for you. We already picked a name and did a name search so everything is ready. I will make checks out to your LLC Company serving as my consultant on all these deals,” Mark explained.



He added, “You should set up a bank account in the company name so that you can deposit the checks.”



“Where do I meet Mike?”



“He will call you in the morning and give you the name of the hotel and his room number. It’s more private that way. You’ll like him. He’s young good looking and well endowed,” Mark told her.



“Do I have to fuck him too?” Audrey laughed.



“That’s up to you two,” Mark said and then added, “Speaking of fucking, are you ready for bed?”



“I thought you would never ask,” Audrey teased.



Audrey still had four days before her husband returned home and she planned to make the most of that time. She and Mark made love for hours that night vaginally, orally, and anally. Audrey had multiple orgasms at the hands of Mark’s sexual expertise and of course for him she was the best sex partner he ever had.



The next morning they had sex again before they both showered dressed and left Mark’s house. Mark went to his dealership and Audrey headed off to the hotel to meet with the attorney Mike Lester. As Audrey drove to the hotel she reminisced about the past month. Since that first blow job she gave Mark she had had sex with 10 different men including Mark’s salesman Jack. She had also been with eight women at the boutique. She had been the willing player in multiple group sex encounters including a threesome with Mark and the Japanese girl Mika. She was having the most incredible sex of her life and she already knew that she would probably bed Mike if he made a move on her.



Mike had arranged for lunch to be brought into his suite for him and Audrey. After mike had walked her through the LLC business and she signed all the papers, they ate lunch. They shared a bottle of white wine with lunch and afterward they went into the bedroom as Audrey knew she would. Mike was anxious to get at her ass as he had heard wonderful things about it from Mark.



In the bedroom it was right down to business and Audrey undressed and sat on the side of the bed. Mike stripped off his clothes and walked toward her with his big hard dick swinging as he walked. Mike looked down at Audrey and lifted her face with his hand. Audrey smiled at him and she marveled at his confidence. Audrey took his thick cock in her hand and ran her tongue over the head of it. Then she wrapped her mouth around it and slowly moved her head up and down taking him as deep as she could without gagging herself.



Audrey was indeed an excellent cock sucker and she soon had Mike on the verge of his first cum. Audrey bobbed her head up and down on his cock pursing her lips together until she felt Mike shiver. Audrey would remove her mouth briefly to prolong his orgasm. She would lick the underside of his cock and his balls driving him wild with desire. Audrey sucked his balls into her mouth and tickled his perineum with her fingers. She let her hands run over his hard abs and loins which caused Mike to tremble as a tingling sensation ran through his body.



Mike couldn’t take anymore and he grabbed Audrey’s head and pulled it back onto his cock. Audrey knew this time he would cum in her mouth and she was prepared for the surge or the volume of his ejaculation. Mike held her as he unloaded in her mouth. Volley after volley of cum bounced off the back of Audrey’s throat and she swallowed as quickly as she could. Audrey managed to keep all of his cum in her mouth and she sucked him dry. Audrey loved the way she controlled him now as she lovingly sucked and drained his cock. Mike was trembling as Audrey nibbled the head of his cock and massaged his tight scrotum.



Mike stayed hard as he pulled his cock from Audrey’s mouth. He pushed her back on the bed and slid between her legs. Mike eased his cock into her pussy and fucked her through multiple orgasms until Audrey pleaded with him to stop and give her pussy a rest. Audrey rolled over on her stomach almost as if she was protecting her pussy from any more pounding.



As Audrey lay on her stomach Mike went to get some lotion from his bathroom. When he returned he sat on the back of her legs and she could feel his thick meat resting on her buttocks. Mike began a slow soothing massage starting at her shoulders and worked his way down her back. His strong hands mesmerized Audrey and she totally relaxed under his manipulations. Mike then massaged her legs working her calves first and gradually ascending to the back of her legs. Audrey tensed as he started to massage her ass cheeks as she knew where this was heading.



Mike put a generous amount of lotion on her ass and lovingly kneaded her cheeks. He complimented Audrey on her beautiful ass. He slipped his hand between Audrey’s ass cheeks and brushed her vagina. Mike lifted Audrey by the hips so that her ass was elevated. He poured more lotion between the cheeks of Audrey’s ass and began to probe her asshole with his fingers. Soon he had two fingers sawing easily in and out of Audrey’s asshole and two others in her cunt. Audrey lay there with her head on the bed turned to the side and cooed as Mike simultaneously moved his fingers in and out of her rectum and vagina. Mike pushed down on the small of Audrey’s back causing her to accentuate her ass even more.

Mike removed his fingers from her ass and lined up the head of his cock with her pink rosebud. Mike eased his cock into Audrey’s lubricated asshole and it slid in easily all the way to the hilt. Mike stayed still for a second and then slowly pulled his cock out until only the head remained in Audrey’s ass. Then he pushed all the way back in again. Mike slowly fucked Audrey in the ass watching his cock slide in and out from between her gorgeous ass cheeks. He tried to prolong his ejaculation for as long as possible as he savored every moment of his cock in her ass.



Mike stiffened and pushed his cock all the way up Audrey’s ass and he held on to the globes of her ass as he fired a huge load of cum deep into her rectum. Audrey could feel the warm seed fill her ass and chills ran through her body. Mike stayed in her ass and remained hard as Audrey milked him with her anal muscles. Mike leaned over Audrey and they both flopped to the bed with Mike still buried in her bum. They lay still for awhile and Audrey realized that Mike was still hard in her ass.



Mike moved his arms up along side of Audrey’s and braced himself on his elbows. Then he gradually started to fuck her ass again. This time Mike picked up the pace and within minutes he was pounding Audrey’s ass. Audrey pushed her ass up to meet Mike’s cock every time he thrust into her. The two of them established a rhythm and soon they were fucking like animals in heat. Audrey grunted every time that Mike plunged his cock deep into her ass and she urged him to fuck her hard.



“Give it to me Mike. Pound it in there. Make me feel it. Yeah that’s it,” the words just rolled out of Audrey’s mouth.



Mike was really caught up with pounding her ass. His cock felt like it was bigger than ever and that it would explode at any moment. Audrey’s thrusting of her ass up at him was driving him wild. Mike felt his orgasm building and he fucked her even faster. Then he stiffened and shot a second load in her ass. He held himself in position as he emptied his balls in her rectum. Audrey felt the warm substance enter her ass and mix with his previous cum. She loved feeling so full.



The two of them fell forward on the bed with Mike’s cock still impaled in her ass. Mike rolled to his side and rolled Audrey with him so as not to crush her with his weight. As they lay there Audrey clenched and relaxed her anal muscles as she massaged Mike’s softening cock. She felt him finally go totally soft and slip from her asshole. Streams of cum trickled out of her ass and ran over her ass cheek onto the bed sheet.



Mike and Audrey cuddled up in the spoon position with his cock pressed against her ass. After they rested for nearly 30 minutes they got out of bed, showered and got dressed. Audrey kissed Mike on the cheek and thanked him for everything. He smiled and told her to call him anytime if she had any questions or just wanted to meet and chat. Audrey chuckled to herself as she thought, “You mean meet and fuck.” Audrey let the room and went to her home before heading back to Mark’s house.



MARK’S MASSAGE THERAPIST



On Friday morning after sex, Mark went to his dealership and left Audrey at his house. He told Audrey before he left that a massage therapist was coming over later that day. “I scheduled her for today. I will be home shortly after lunch to get my massage. I arranged for you to have your massage first. Her name is Simone. I know that you will like her,” Mark explained before he left the house.



Audrey had never had a professional massage and she was kind of looking forward to it. The doorbell rang and she was surprised when a very pretty blonde girl arrived. “Hi you must be Audrey. Mark told me about you. I’m Simone,” the girl said and then added, “Oh I’m the massage therapist,”



Simone stuck out her hand and Audrey took it. Audrey noticed the strength in Simone’s grip and it was somewhat intimidating. “Yes, I’m Audrey. It’s nice to meet you.”



“Come on in and we will get started. Mark is at the office but he will be back soon. He told me that you would massage me while he’s gone.” Audrey said and then turned to walk back onto the house.



Simone headed to the three season room and Audrey felt her loins tingle as she walked behind the blonde beauty and watched the roll of her curvy firm ass in the tight white shorts. It was obvious that Simone knew her way around the house. Simone handed Audrey a towel and told her to undress and make her self comfortable on one of the two massage tables that she would set up. Then Simone selected the body oils. Audrey took off her clothes. Covered her body with the towel and lay face down on the massage table. As she awaited her massage from Simone, Audrey became very aware of Simone’s beautiful body. Audrey scolded herself for wondering what Simone looked like completely naked. Obviously her sessions with other women had a lasting effect on her.



Simone poured a hand full of massage oil and began with Audrey’s neck and shoulders. Audrey was instantly relaxed by Simone’s touch and she closed her eyes and let out a relaxing sigh. Simone was very good at her job. After giving a considerable amount of attention to Audrey’s shoulders she continued slowly downward to Audrey’s sides and lower back. Then Simone slid her hands under the towel over Audrey’s buttocks and firmly massaged Audrey’s ass. Audrey was surprised but she didn’t mind in fact it felt good.



“Mark told me that you have a marvelous ass and he was right. It’s beautiful. I could spend all day massaging this beauty,” Simone said surprising Audrey with her bluntness.



Then Simone slid her warm oily hands down between Audrey’s thighs and Audrey felt the edges of Simone’s fingers briefly brush against her pussy. Audrey tensed up a little and gave a short, almost silent gasp.



“Like,” Simone teased and then continued down to the backs of Audrey’s knees.



“It’s that you just caught me by surprise,” Audrey answered in a raspy voice secretly hoping that Simone would touch her again.



Simone gave a subtle laugh as she gently bent Audrey’s leg to massage her ankles and feet. Audrey wondered if Simone realized what she had done and wondered if she meant to do it. Simone applied more oil to Audrey’s feet as she carefully massaged the soles and between each of Audrey’s toes. Then Simone worked her way back up the inside of Audrey’s legs until she reached the same spot as before. Again Audrey felt the edge of Simone’s fingers brush against her pussy. Audrey instinctively parted her thighs slightly giving Simone’s hands more room to work. Simone didn’t seem to notice and she moved upward eventually back to Audrey’s shoulders. Audrey was almost disappointed that Simone didn’t touch her again and then she scolded herself for wanting another woman, a stranger to touch her. “What is wrong with me?” she thought silently.



“Okay, you can turn over now,” Simone said as she walked over to supply table with the lotions and oils.



Audrey was now lying face up bare breasted and her nipples were a bit stiff from her brief excitement. The towel had fallen from her body leaving her naked on the table. Audrey raised her head and looked down to see her bare pubic mound and pussy lips peeking out between her thighs. She felt a little on display, but she was a little turned on as well.



“Are you okay? Or do you want the towel back on you?” Simone asked.



“I’m okay,” Audrey said trying to not seem prudish and then laid her head back on the table.



Simone returned to the massage table and stood behind Audrey’s head. She started rubbing Audrey’s temples then moved her hands down over Audrey’s neck and chest. Simone applied more oil to Audrey’s breasts and massaged them softly at first then she increased the pressure little by little. Simone seemed to be focused on Audrey’s nipples, which aroused Audrey even more than the brief encounter between her legs. Audrey began breathing heavier as her nipples grew harder.



“You have really nice tits Audrey,” Simone said as she rolled the nipples in her fingers.



Audrey just groaned softly and pushed her chest up harder into Simone’s hands. As Simone leaned over Audrey, Simone’s own firm breasts were just above Audrey’s face. Audrey instinctively reached up and squeezed them gently. Audrey could feel Simone’s hard nipples poking out through the tube top. That was the sign that Simone had been waiting for, Simone smiled and then she pinched Audrey’s nipples. Simone then lowered her mouth and met Audrey’s breast. Simone’s warm tongue circled around the swollen areola and Audrey felt Simone’s hand slide down over her stomach and between her legs. Simone’s oily fingers found Audrey’s clit and gently stroked it before she slipped a finger inside Audrey’s pussy. Audrey was already sopping wet and welcomed Simone’s penetrating touch.



Audrey gasped and then moaned loudly as Simone’s finger slid between Audrey’s buttocks and wormed its way deep inside her nether hole. Simone then pushed her thumb back into Audrey’s pussy and held her in a bowling like grip. Audrey’s vaginal and anal muscles tightened around Simone’s finger and thumb as she slowly pushed them in and out. Simone’s mouth moved from one of Audrey’s nipples to the other, back and forth, nibbling, sucking and licking. Audrey was in a euphoric state as she engaged in yet another lesbian encounter.



Simone removed her thumb and finger from Audrey’s pussy and asshole. They she pushed two fingers into Audrey’s overheated twat. Simone then slipped her fingers out of Audrey and slowly rubbed her hand back up over Audrey’s stomach and between Audrey’s tits. Audrey watched as Simone stuck the two fingers into her mouth and sucked the juices from them. Simone closed her eyes as she savored the taste of her latest conquest. Mark had been right; Audrey was a hot number once she got started.



Simone walked around to the foot of the table where she pulled Audrey’s body down until her buttocks were at the edge. Simone then leaned down between Audrey’s parted legs and licked and kissed slowly up Audrey’s inner thighs. Simone’s hot mouth eventually met Audrey’s clit and Audrey moaned as Simone sucked it and tongued it. Simone spread Audrey’s legs further apart and tweaked her nipples while Simone’s tongue explored Audrey’s slit. She inserted her fingers in Audrey’s pussy again. Audrey pulled her knees up to her chest allowing Simone to push deeper inside her. Audrey’s legs began to tremble as Simone licked harder and faster. Simone’s fingers probed Audrey’s g-spot and Audrey could feel the orgasm rising in her. Audrey’s whole body tensed up and she ground her pussy against Simone’s fingers and mouth. Simone sucked Audrey’s clit tight into her lips and vigorously flicked her tongue over it. Simone’s fingers pumped in and out of Audrey’s wet cunt and finally Audrey climaxed. Audrey’s body convulsed, her voice shook in half screams and went silent at times when she couldn’t seem to make noise. Audrey gripped the massage table and held it for the duration of her seemingly endless crescendo.



Simone’s tongue traveled upward and met with Audrey’s tits again. She nibbled each of Audrey’s little pink buttons sending waves electricity through her still quivering body. Simone wet her finger in Audrey’s pussy and held it to Audrey’s lips so she could taste herself.



“Mark said that you like girls too,” Simone said and then asked. “Would you like to taste me?”



Audrey swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded yes as she was about to eat another pussy. Simone stripped off her tube top and tight shorts and Audrey noticed that Simone’s blonde pussy hair was moist. Simone lay down on the massage table and Audrey got on all fours and buried her face in Simone’s pussy sucking up her sweet nectar. Simone grabbed Audrey’s head and grinded her pussy against Audrey’s nose; Simone’s pussy smelled and tasted so good.



“Finger me, fuck me with your fingers,” Simone cried out.



Audrey slid her middle finger inside Simone’s gap while she tongued her throbbing clit. Simone got wetter and wetter and Audrey drank it all in. Audrey’s free hand explored upward to find Simone’s firm full breasts. Her areolas felt huge and her nipples were very stiff. Audrey felt Simone’s hand on the back of her head pushing her face hard into Simone’s cunt.



Audrey pulled her finger out of Simone’s pussy so she could replace it with her tongue. Audrey had a desire to taste more of her. Audrey used her fingers to spread Simone’s pussy lips open and Audrey’s tongue darted in and out of her sweet hole. Then Audrey drove her tongue in as deep as she could and wiggled it around inside her getting a good taste of Simone’s pussy. Simone thrashed about and bucked her hips as Audrey’s tongue slithered around inside her.



“I’m going to cum!” she screamed and then, “Oh shit here it comes. I’m cumming, oh hold me, and eat me, oh!”



Audrey’s mouth went into frenzy as she licked and sucked Simone and stuffed two fingers in her wet love hole. Audrey could feel Simone’s muscles tighten around her fingers as she came. Then Audrey crawled up on the massage table and the two beauties held each other and cuddled together. Then the front door opened and Mark walked into the house.



“I see that you two have met,” he said with a chuckle and then asked, “How was your massage, Audrey?”



“I think you already know,” Audrey said blushingly.



“Let’s both massage her this time. I want to spend more time on her fabulous ass,” Simone suggested in a sexy voice.



Audrey rolled over on the massage table and lay face down as Mark took off his clothes. Simone and Mark put an ample amount of body oil on Audrey and she learned that she loved to be covered in oil. Simone and Mark then went to work on Audrey and massaged every inch of her shapely body. Audrey cooed when they massaged her buttocks and took turns dipping fingers in her bung hole. Audrey loved to have her ass fingered and played with and she was eternally grateful to Mark for introducing her to anal sex.



Then it was time to roll over and Audrey sighed deeply as two pair of hands massaged her firm breasts. The hands worked their way lower and there was a set of hands on each leg. Simone and Mark worked their way up Audrey’s legs massaging her inner thighs and purposely brushing against her vulva. Audrey groaned aloud at the first touch of her pubes. Then Mark and Simone fingered Audrey’s pussy and asshole together until she stopped them. Audrey didn’t want to cum to soon so she pushed the hands away from her.



Audrey then wanted to massage Simone and Mark so the two of them got on the separate massage tables. Audrey loved running her hands all over Simone’s firm body and Mark’s chiseled physique. At first Simone and Mark lay face down as Audrey quickly massaged their arms and legs so that she could get to their buttocks. Audrey loved rubbing and caressing the firm muscular asses of Simone and Mark. Then Audrey had them turn over and she first went to work on Simone massaging her tits, legs and working her way up to Simone’s vulva. Audrey then fingered Simone’s pussy briefly before leaning over and running her tongue over Simone’s labia.



Audrey then turned her attention to Mark and massaged his chest and legs working her way up to his big cock. Mark’s cock was standing straight up from his body and Audrey wrapped her oily hand around it. Audrey loved to play with Mark’s cock and she stroked it lovingly. She would dip her head and run her tongue over his pee slit and then engulf the cock in her mouth. The foreplay had all three of them turned on and then Audrey made a request.



“Can we go to the bedroom?” Audrey asked.



“Of course we can. There is a lot more room there,” Mark agreed.



Once in the other room, the three of them arranged themselves in position as Audrey dropped to her knees and dove right into Simone’s pussy. Mark stroked his already hard cock and began to finger Audrey’s well lubed asshole. Mark again marveled at the ass on Audrey.



In spite of Audrey’s ass being round and protruding, her cheeks were firm and her ass was very round. Mark fingered her bung hole as he relished in its beauty. Satisfied that she was ready he lined up his cock and pressed forward into her snug chute; an experience that he never tired of. Audrey gasped as Mark pushed his cock into her ass. Audrey relaxed her ass and Mark slid in further and then she turned her attention back to Simone’s pussy.



Audrey’s moans were muffled and lost in Simone’s pussy as Mark held her hips firmly and continued to push his cock in deeper and deeper. Audrey could not believe her good fortune and that this was happening to her again and she moaned with joy into Simone’s cunt. She reached for her pussy with her own fingers and rubbed her clit frantically as she sucked on Simone’s clit.



Mark had finally buried his entire cock in Audrey’s ass and he held still as her rectum relaxed a little adjusting to the intrusive invasion. Audrey realized that she had been holding her breath and then she started to breathe easier and relieve some of her tension. Mark began a slow fucking motion and caressed Audrey’s shapely buttocks. Mark sensed that Audrey was relaxing and loosening up so he began to fuck her with long deep strokes.



Audrey started sucking on Simone’s pussy at a furious pace which signaled Mark that she was approaching her own orgasm. Mark picked up the pace and really began to pound Audrey’s ass. His cock would come almost all the way out of Audrey’s ass and then he would shove it back in to the hilt. Mark kept pounding Audrey’s ass. Simone grunted and groaned in orgasm as Audrey sucked up all of her juices. Audrey then lifted her mouth off of Simone’s twat and groaned aloud as Mark pounded her ass.



“Oh, oh, oh, yes give it to me. Fuck my ass, fuck it!” Audrey screamed for the both of them to hear.



Mark increased his speed and his cock was flying in and out of Audrey’s ass. Mark’s thighs were slapping into Audrey’s buttocks causing her ass cheeks to jiggle with each thrust of his cock. Mark then shoved his cock in all the way, stiffened and grunted as his cum shot out of his pecker into Audrey’s ass. Mark emptied his balls and flooded Audrey’s ass with his spunk. Audrey felt bloated as cum filled her to overflowing. Mark kept fucking Audrey’s ass and he could feel cum squishing around in her rectum. Simone was humping Audrey’s face as she too approached her orgasm.



“Oh God Audrey, don’t stop please, make me cum. I’m going to cum. I’m cumming Audrey, oh Audrey!” Simone screamed as her body thrashed around with the intensity of her orgasm.



Audrey continued tongue fucking her and playing with her clit and Simone could not stand it anymore as her body went rigid. Simone moaned and lifted her hips toward Audrey’s face as if she were trying to get the tongue deeper into her pussy. Audrey grabbed Simone’s ass as she continued with her tongue lapping and squeezed Simone’s shapely ass at the same time. This final act took Simone over the edge with a mind numbing orgasm.



Audrey and Mark collapsed and fell forward on the bed with Mark’s cock still in her ass. Mark lay on top of Audrey until his cock softened and began to slip from her ass. Mark rolled to the side and his cock slipped from her well fucked asshole. As Audrey lay on her stomach Mark’s sperm seemed to bubble up and ooze from her asshole. Audrey clenched her anal muscles and more cum squirted out of her ass and ran down between her ass cheeks and inner thighs. Mark’s cum seemed to trickle out of Audrey’s ass for quite awhile.



Audrey rolled over on her back and Mark and Simone stared at Audrey’s rock hard extended nipples. Her nipples stood out like erasers on pencils and they were just as firm. Her nipples looked even bigger given the size of her breasts.



“I know they are long and hard, it’s embarrassing sometimes,” Audrey groaned.

“Nonsense I love your hard erect nipples,” Simone replied and then kissed Audrey’s tits and took her nipples in her mouth one by one.



Simone moved from one tit to the other taking the entire breast in her mouth and sucking the nipples. Simone let each nipple pop out of her mouth with an audible sound and Audrey’s nipples seemed to get harder and longer each time. Audrey moaned aloud and grasped Simone’s head holding it to her breasts. Mark got hard again just from watching the two girls and he nuzzled up to Audrey. He caressed her sensuous ass and Audrey felt his cock bump into her buns.



The three of them lay back on the bed and Simone and Audrey moved into a 69 position and began to lick each other’s pussy. Mark lay down behind Audrey and played with her fabulous ass for awhile before sliding his cock back into her asshole. Audrey grunted softly in Simone’s pussy as Mark’s cock slid all the way in. Mark fucked her slowly as he wanted to make this last as long as possible. Audrey grabbed onto Simone’s firm ass cheeks and held her tight as she worked on her pussy. Audrey then began to finger Simone’s pussy with one then two fingers. Simone’s juices were overflowing with desire and she was panting as she approached another orgasm. Audrey started to play with Simone’s asshole and she moved Simone’s pussy juice to her asshole and lubricated it with her natural moistness.



The finger teasing Simone’s nether hole felt good as Audrey ate her pussy but Audrey caught her off guard when she inserted a finger into Simone’s asshole. Simone gasped into Audrey’s pussy as the digit sank into her asshole. The single digit felt good as Audrey moved it around in Simone’s ass as she continued to suck on her pussy and nibble her clit. Simone was the first to cum this time and her body spasmed in orgasm as Audrey held her mouth firmly to Simone’s pussy and plunged her finger as deep as she could in Simone’s ass.



Mark despite all his efforts to control himself finally gave in to Audrey’s ass milking his cock. He shot another impressive load into her ass and let his cock stay in her as she milked it dry with her anal muscles. Mark’s deflated cock finally slipped from her hot ass. Mark noticed a trail of cum oozing out of her asshole and he pushed it back in with his finger. Audrey rotated her ass in encouragement as Simone continued to eat her pussy. Audrey finally orgasmed dousing Simone’s face with her female nectar and Simone gobbled it all up.



They rested for awhile as they lay together on the bed and stroked each other’s body. Simone still had not been fucked and she wanted Mark to fuck her next. Mark slipped between Simone’s legs and eased his cock into her pussy. Simone was glad that Mark had already cum twice in Audrey’s ass because she knew he would last longer this time in her pussy. Mark knelt between Simone’s legs as he fucked her and Audrey played with Simone’s tits and nipples. Then Audrey straddled Simone’s face and lowered her pussy to Simone’s mouth. Simone wasted no time in locating Audrey’s clit and she begin to lick it and gently nibble it driving Audrey wild.



Simone and Audrey had multiple orgasms before Mark came again. He dumped his seed in Simone’s pussy just as Audrey came on Simone’s face again. That sent Simone over the edge and she had one more mind blowing orgasm that rocked her body. The three of them flopped down along side one another on the bed and cuddled together. Simone then suggested a dip in the hot tub so the three of them adjourned to the Jacuzzi. They stayed in the Jacuzzi for almost an hour letting the hot bubble water soothe their bodies. Then they started getting frisky and began playing with each other as they kissed one another. Audrey wanted to go back to the bedroom and as she and Mark made their way there, Simone made a stop by her bag to pick up a double dildo strap-on.



Back in the bedroom Simone had Audrey get on all fours and suck Mark’s cock. Then Simone put on the strap on with two fake cocks and got behind Audrey. Simone eased the two cocks into Audrey’s asshole and pussy surprising her. Now Audrey had cocks in her mouth, pussy and ass. She was curious about the double dildo and what it looked like but she was enjoying herself too much at the moment to check it out. Audrey went wild with the three cocks in her and she juiced all over the cock in her pussy. Mark remained hard but he didn’t cum this time as he had already cum three times that day.



Then it was Simone’s turn to be fucked and she showed Audrey how to use the dildos. Simone was on her back and she helped Audrey position the dildos. Audrey pressed forward and the two dildos entered Simone’s asshole and pussy at the same time. Simone and Audrey kissed as they fucked and their tits rubbed together. Simone could feel Audrey’s hard long nipples against her own tits. Mark was still hard so he moved behind Audrey and eased his cock back into her magnificent ass again. The three of them fucked together until Simone had another massive orgasm and then they separated.



Simone showered and put her shorts and tube top back on. She kissed Mark and Audrey good bye and told them to call when they were ready for another massage. Audrey was in a euphoric state as she replayed the threesome with Simone and Mark. It was still hard to believe how much her life changed in such a short time every since that party when she sucked Mark’s cock. Her husband would be home Monday so she had two more days at Mark’s house and she knew she would have as much sex as possible. Her thoughts were interrupted when Mark’s phone rang.



“Hey Trudy, what’s up? Tomorrow, yeah I’ll be home. Okay I’ll see you then,” Mark told the girl at the other end of the call.



“Who was that?” Audrey asked curiously.



“That was my wife’s younger sister Trudy. She wants to use the pool tomorrow. You’ll like her,” Mark said.



“Your wife’s sister, I shouldn’t be here.”



“Oh don’t worry about Trudy. I’ve been banging her for awhile now. She will be cool with everything.”



“You have been fucking your wife’s younger sister.”



“Yeah, she’s divorced and she likes a roll in the hay every so often. She dates guys but she comes around here once in awhile. She knows my wife is in Europe.”



“I don’t feel comfortable being here when she arrives. I’m going to go home and sleep in my own bed.”



“Suit yourself, come on over about 10:00 AM tomorrow and we’ll all have brunch here.”



“I’ll see in the morning,” Audrey said and then she dressed and went back to her home. There she would shower and then sleep on her decision about Saturday and meeting Trudy. Audrey wondered what Trudy looked like and if she was as fat as her sister. She guessed Mark wouldn’t be attracted to her if she was heavy.



MARK’S SISTER-IN-LAW TRUDY



Audrey arrived at Mark’s home at about 10:00 AM. Audrey rang the doorbell and waited for mark to open it. Normally she would just walk in but she decided not to with Mark’s sister-in-law there. Audrey was all set to greet Mark when Trudy opened the door. Trudy looked like she just got up and she was wearing a short terry cloth robe. The robe was cut just below her pubic area and showed off Trudy’s shapely legs. Audrey was sure that Trudy was naked under the robe.



“Hi, can I help you?” Trudy asked in a polite voice.



“Oh, I’m Audrey. Mark invited me over to use the pool today,” Audrey offered and then lied, “I didn’t know he had company.”



“Oh it’s okay. Mark’s not here right now. He went to the office but he should be home soon. He said that you might stop by,” Trudy explained and then offered, “Hey, I just made a fresh pot of coffee, come on in.”



“Well coffee does sound good, thanks” Audrey accepted and entered the house.



Audrey walked behind Trudy and followed her into the kitchen. She couldn’t help but look at Trudy’s shapely legs and curvy figure. Audrey watched closely as Trudy’s buttocks undulated beneath her robe. Audrey found herself wondering what Trudy looked like naked. In spite of the fact that Trudy looked like she had just gotten out of bed, she looked beautiful. She was nothing like her fat sister. No wonder Mark was fucking her.



Trudy poured the coffees and then suggested that they sit in the family room. Trudy sat in a chair facing Audrey and curled her legs up under her as she sat down. Audrey subconsciously looked at Trudy’s pubes almost as if she was trying to get a glimpse of Trudy’s pussy. Trudy caught Audrey’s eyes and smiled at her as if she knew. Audrey blushed and mentally scolded herself for checking Trudy out. “God what am I doing,” Audrey thought to herself.



The two young women chatted easily and got to know each other over several cups of coffee. Audrey found that she liked Trudy and that she was very sweet in addition to being a blonde bombshell. Audrey learned that Trudy was divorced and currently unemployed. Trudy had no interest in getting married again at least not yet; maybe if she decided to start a family then she would get married. Audrey’s affair with Mark was never mentioned in their conversation. So either Mark never said anything or Trudy didn’t let on if she knew. In either case Audrey was pleased that the topic never came up. They finished the pot of coffee but mark was still not home yet.



“Audrey, I was just going to take a swim and then sit in the hot tub. Would you like to join me?” Trudy asked.



“Maybe another time and I’ll remember to bring my swimsuit.” Audrey lied as she had left a swimsuit at Mark’s house.



“Oh, don’t worry about a swimsuit. It’s totally private out back and I swim and sunbathe in the nude all the time. Come on join me,” Trudy urged.



“I don’t know. I haven’t been skinny dipping in quite a while,” Audrey lied again.



“Well I’m sure that you have seen naked girls before and it just the two of us,” Trudy snickered.



Audrey thought, “Oh yeah I’ve seen naked girls before and you would be surprised with the things we did.”



Audrey watched as Trudy walked out the patio door and wiggled her finger at Audrey to follow her. Audrey watched as Trudy slipped off the short robe and dropped it on a lounge as she walked passed it. As Audrey had suspected, Trudy was naked under the robe and now Audrey stared at the gorgeous shapely blonde. Trudy had no tan lines and her skin seemed to be flawless. Audrey actually envied the pretty blonde with her nice size firm tits, curvy ass and shapely legs. She couldn’t help comparing herself to Trudy.



Trudy then dove into the water and knifed cleanly through it hardly making a splash. Audrey watched as Trudy easily swam to the other end of the pool with steady smooth strokes. Trudy was an accomplished swimmer. Then Trudy looked at Audrey and yelled to her.



“Come on in, the water’s fine but you may want to take off your clothes first,” Trudy teased.



Audrey decided to go for it and she stripped off her shirt, shorts and panties. Audrey at this point was ready for anything. Audrey simply jumped in dispatching the notion of trying to dive. Audrey was a decent swimmer and she glided easily through the water. The two young women swam for several minutes and then rested in the swallow end of the pool.



“Are you ready for the hot tub?” Trudy asked



“Sounds good,” Audrey accepted.



The two women got out of the pool and they both checked each other out. Trudy stared at Audrey’s body and then spoke.



“Audrey, with your tan lines in looks like your wearing a white bikini. By the way you have a great looking ass,” Trudy said with a sultry smile.



“Thanks! You have a beautiful figure,” Audrey said as she blushed slightly.



“I’m not surprised that Mark likes you. He loves beautiful asses as you already know,” Trudy stated.



Trudy then slid sexily into the bubbly water and leaned her head back on the side of the tub. Audrey entered the tub and sat across from Trudy. They both sat with their heads back and their eyes closed as the jets caressed their bodies. Audrey moved and as she did one jet propelled the water into the crack in her ass. At first she was caught off guard by the surge but then she relaxed and let the water run over her anus. Audrey liked the feeling of the warm water caressing her nether hole. She found the right distance from the jet and then she tilted her head back and closed her eyes again.



The two young women sat quietly in the hot tub and let the water soothe their bodies as the jets spurted water over their intimate areas. Audrey was getting turned on by the jet hitting her anus and she felt a mild orgasm pass through her body. Audrey opened her eyes and looked over at the beautiful Trudy who had her head back and her eyes closed. Audrey found herself wondering what it would be like to make love to her



Just then the jets turned off and the water came to a rest. Now both naked bodies were visible again and Audrey stared at Trudy’s beauty. Trudy gracefully eased her body out of the hot tub and Audrey watched intently when Trudy walked over to get some towels. Trudy’s ass was magnificent and Audrey took in every sexy movement of the rolling hillocks. Trudy retrieved a couple of towels and then gave one to Audrey as she exited the hot tub. Audrey dried off and then moved to put on her clothes.



“Oh leave those there. I’ll get you a robe. Here put this one on and I’ll get another,” Trudy offered.



Audrey accepted the short terry robe from Trudy and put it on. The soft terry material felt great against her naked skin and Audrey felt very sexy. Trudy walked naked into the house with Audrey right behind her and once again Audrey’s eyes focused on Trudy’s ass. Trudy walked down the hallway to a bedroom and returned shortly wearing a similar terry robe. Just then Mark arrived home.



“I see you two have met and that you are getting along,” Mark said kissing both Trudy and Audrey.



Then Trudy walked up to Audrey and kissed her deeply. Audrey instinctively kissed back and the two of them plunged their tongues into the other’s mouth. Trudy wrapped her arms around Audrey and held her tight as they kissed and Audrey could feel the breasts press into her own through the robes. Audrey momentarily forgot about Mark as she and Trudy kissed but then she felt his presence behind her.



Mark removed Audrey’s robe and knelt down behind her. Audrey trembled in Trudy’s arms when she felt Mark’s breath on her buttocks. Without breaking their kiss, Trudy opened her robe baring the front of her shapely body. Audrey felt her naked breasts press against Trudy’s ample tits and their rock hard nipples rubbed together.



Audrey was seemingly in another world as she was about to experience another threesome. Mark was now rubbing and caressing Audrey’s curvy ass as he planted soft wet kisses on her buttocks. Audrey’s shivered when Mark’s tongue slid in between her ass cheeks and licked all the way up to her tailbone and back down to her nether hole. Audrey groaned into Trudy’s mouth when she felt the familiar sensation as Mark’s tongue probed her rosebud.



Audrey felt Mark pry her buttocks apart and then lick her nether hole getting it very wet. He then blew on her wet asshole and Audrey felt the slight chill caused by his blowing on her wet anus. Trudy kissed Audrey deep as she ran her hands up between their bodies and cupped Audrey’s small firm tits. Audrey followed Trudy’s lead and she reached up and fondled Trudy’s ample firm breasts. Audrey then felt something in her ass and she realized that Mark was lubricating her anus. Audrey and Trudy kissed and fondled each other as Mark prepared Audrey’s ass for his cock. Audrey then felt Mark as he stood up behind her and as he did, Trudy broke their embrace and dropped to her knees in front of Audrey.



Trudy shed her robe and knelt naked in front of Audrey. Then Trudy parted Audrey’s legs and stroked her pussy. Audrey was soaking wet and she felt Trudy’s fingers enter her vagina. Audrey groaned and then shivered as her body felt tingles run through it when Trudy moved her mouth to Audrey’s pussy. Audrey placed her hands on Trudy’s shoulders to balance herself as Trudy began her magic on Audrey’s cunt.



“Lean over just a little bit more,” Mark whispered.



Audrey felt Mark push her gently so that she had to lean forward over Trudy and then she felt Mark’s cock slide into her lubricated asshole. The fit was tight as it always was initially but Mark was gentle as he slowly fed her his cock. Audrey’s hands moved down to Trudy’s back as Audrey was bent over further. Trudy had her mouth fastened on Audrey’s pussy as Mark drilled her ass from behind. Audrey was going wild with desire and she felt her orgasm building in her loins. Audrey squealed out loud as her orgasm rocked her body and she drenched Trudy’s face.



“Oh, oh, oh,” Audrey moaned as she orgasmed.



All the while Mark continued to slowly fuck her ass and caress her lovely buttocks. He continued to compliment Audrey on her beautiful ass and he told her how good she looked with his cock sliding in and out of it. Audrey had a massive orgasm and her entire body shook with the intensity of it. Trudy then moved away from Audrey and she lay on her back on the floor. Trudy them beckoned Audrey to come to her as she spread her legs baring her pretty blonde pussy. As if in a trance, Audrey descended between Trudy’s legs, knowing full well what to do.



Audrey’s mouth covered Trudy’s pussy much to the delight of Trudy and Mark. Audrey felt her body positioned so that Mark could continue to fuck her in the ass while she ate Trudy’s pussy. Mark’s cock was moving smoothly now gliding in and out of Audrey’s shapely ass. As much as he tried to hold off cumming it was all too much for him and he exploded in Audrey’s rectum. Audrey felt the surge of semen flood her ass. Audrey liked the feeling of the warm liquid coating her anal passage and filling her rectum. Mark left his cock in Audrey’s ass and she massaged it with her sphincter muscles keeping Mark hard.



Trudy was the next to cum and she threw her pelvis up into Audrey’s face as she reached up with both hands and held Audrey securely. Audrey’s head was locked to Trudy’s cunt and she opened her mouth to receive Trudy’s love juices. Trudy came so hard that she actually squirted this time and Audrey drank down every drop. Trudy held Audrey’s head tightly until she had reached her climax and then she released Audrey as she fell backward on the floor. Trudy was not idle long though as she scrambled to her feet leaving Audrey with Mark’s cock still in her ass.



“God that was so good. I’ll be right back,” Trudy announced as she momentarily left the room.



Within minutes Trudy was back on the room wearing the strap-on dildo which by now was very familiar to Audrey. Trudy lay back down on the floor with the dildo sticking straight up. Trudy told Audrey to sit on her cock and in order to do so Mark removed his cock from Audrey’s asshole. Audrey then moved over the dildo and lowered her pussy onto the fake cock. Audrey moved around so the rubber dick nestled comfortably in her pussy and then she felt Mark behind her again.



“Stay perfectly still until he is back in your ass,” Trudy whispered.



Audrey remained still impaled on the fake cock as Mark positioned himself to re-enter her ass. Audrey felt Mark’s impressive cock slide back in her asshole and she felt incredibly full with the double penetration. Audrey was experiencing another threesome and she wondered what else might be in store for her before they were done with her that day. The fake cock rubbed against her clit as it slid in and out. Audrey knew that she would cum again and it would be at any minute. Trudy also benefited from the fake cock as the nub at her end rubbed against her sensitive clit. Soon both girls were screaming as another orgasm sent their bodies into spasm. Mark rode out the storm keeping his cock buried in Audrey’s ass but he did not cum this time.



As the two girls lay motionless on the floor Mark eased his cock out of Audrey’s bottom. Audrey then lifted her body off the fake cock and lay face down on the floor. Trudy rested only for a few minutes before she got behind Audrey and lifted her by the hips. Audrey kept her head down on the floor turned to one side and she watched as Trudy knelt behind her. Then she felt Trudy’s talented tongue move between her buttocks. Trudy tongued Audrey’s ass and Audrey felt the semen ooze out of her anus. Mark then moved behind Trudy and slipped his cock into her ass.

I was undecided in which category posts this story because it could have been posted in several of them; the story has incest-taboo, group sex, erotic couplings, first time and lesbian sex. But I decided to post it in the Loving wives category, because that’s what is it. Is the story of a loving wife giving her husband a chance to make their dreams come true, and with his, hers. Thanks to Vin de Luca for her help in editing this story and her suggestions to make it better.



Enjoy



F.










Introduction



We were each working in our computers I was on the den-office and she, as usual after dinner, in our bedroom tucked in bed semi upright with her head and back supported in pillows and with her lap-top on her knees. We don’t have children and when after six years of marriage we consulted with several specialist and tests were made to both of us we were surprised by the results, neither of us could have children.



We were bereaved, six years making love almost every night trying to get her pregnant and all for naught. But, what the hell I’m saying? How can I say that it was all for nothing? And the pleasure we had? And the exploring of our sexual whims, everything we learned about ourselves, everything that made us fly? Yes that’s right, everything is truth. We used to fly together when making love or fucking but after that day in the last clinic we weren’t the same.



Oh yes we still make love, sometimes, we still love each other but with the passing of time. we have been married for twelve years now and no possibility of bearing children, our horniness for the other has abated somewhat; we make love once, twice a week, thrice every two weeks it depends, on what? You may ask. Oh, it depends on “Sorry, I’m very tired today”, or “oh I have a terrible headache”. Traditional, isn’t it? Now, don’t get me wrong most of the times are me the tired one and she who has the headache. So she it’s not the only to blame, it’s a fifty-fifty.



For a time we talked and we considered adopting one or two children; after long and heated conversations, that no discussions, we decided we were to comfy living alone and children, not being ours, would interfere with our lives, personal, professional and others things such as voyages and vacations. For a time seeing the results it would had been better if we had adopted, at least we would had continued to have interests in common.



Now every day except weekends we see only once a day in what might be called a food modality; at dinnertime we see the news on TV with a little talk about our day on the side, and after we go to our computer to surf the net, work or whatever. Everything recounted doesn’t mean we are quarreling or upset with the other, we love each other, but less passionate, more calm; our marriage today is like a good pair of shoes, used but still in good shape and very comfy to use without even thinking of discarding them.



That’s why many times, when I’m in the den, I go to the bedroom just to kiss her and then go back to my computer, or maybe I prepare a cup of tea and take it to her, things like that. Another think we have in common is the confidence in each other and the respect for our privacy. I never ever log in her computer to see what’s in her files or folders and she does the same with mine; so the first time I went to the bedroom, I don’t remember why and saw, paying no greater attention, what she was looking I didn’t give it any significance. She was looking a page with the picture of a well breast-developed woman.



A gossip page I told myself and left the room. Things went thus for months I saw my wife several times looking very interested to pages with women, not usual in her, at least that’s what I thought, showing how little we men know the loved ones with whom we live. She had, most of the time, been only interested in the advances in her profession on trials and new laws the net brings to her and reading mostly such stuff.



One day particularly hard for her at work she came home late in the evening looking very tired and defeated so I told her to take a hot bath and go to bed that I was going to bring dinner to her in bed. She did and I cooked an Italian risotto with dried tomatoes and mushrooms. Hydrate the tomatoes and mushrooms take a while so I went to the bathroom and told her dinner would take around forty-five minutes; she told me “its ok love I’ll wait in bed.”



So I went to the kitchen to my pans and pots and in forty minutes I had an exquisite “risotto a la italiana” I put everything on a tray including a glass of white wine and went into the bedroom with her dinner. She was fast asleep still reclining on the cushions with her laptop open on the side. I said we respect profoundly the privacy of the other and I do. But what was in the monitor made open my eyes as big as the pans I had been cooking.



In the monitor was running a video but not any kind of video, it was a lesbian porno show in which at that moment two women were sixty-nining. I went back to the bedroom door and kicked to the open door with my foot as by accident and saying, “Here my love dinner is ready”; she woke up with a start and seeing me by the door looked quickly at the monitor and blushing deeply closed the laptop before, she supposed, I could see what was in display. And that’s when I thought something was wrong.



“Here dear let me pamper you I see you are very tired” I said as nonchalantly as I could.



“Yes, thank you love I’m very tired, it’s been a hard day.” She answered not certain if I had seen anything on the laptop.



“Yes my love you eat and drink I brought you a glass of wine, so you could go back to sleep, I’ll take care of everything.” Saying that before her apprehensive glance I put the tray beside her on the bed and took her laptop and put it on the dresser knowing it wasn’t logged out but feigning absolute disinterest.



Later in the den, before I went to bed I could hear her, the springs of the mattress telling me she had gotten up; go to the dresser log out the laptop and returning to bed; all with the stealth of a thief or a person doing something that does not want others to find out.



Next day after my wife had gone to work and before I did the same I committed a sin I never thought I would be able to; I went to the dresser in our bedroom and careful not to disturb anything on my wife’s laptop I opened it and logged-in betraying my wife trust on me and violating her privacy. I could not resist I had to know why she had slammed the lap shut at my presence and what was she looking at.



I took a look at the history record and I only could find the usual pages and links associated with her work and general interest. I did not want to keep poking in her carpets so she wouldn’t notice my trespassing, I logged out and went to work. That day I couldn’t work as usual thinking in a way to get information about her new interest in women bodies and specifically in porno.



And it wasn’t the last time I saw her seeing women scantily dressed bodies on the net. From the day I saw her laptop with lesbian porno I tried to spy on her without her noticing trying to ensure that what I had seen was not accidental, it wasn’t just the curiosity of one-time thing.



No it wasn’t. Definitively she was interested in women bodies. But only beautiful women bodies. My next thought was how could I learn if she was lesbian inclined. If she watched porno and that was the cause of our diminishing sexual activity as a couple. I knew I was exposing my marriage to end in disaster if she found out I was violating her trust and her privacy. On the other hand she was being dishonest with me if she had those inclinations and kept them a secret.



Chapter 1



Before telling our complete story and our venturous present let me present you my wife and myself. I’m Richard, but everybody calls me Rick (I did never mind the diminutive, I know who I’m) and thirty five years old; my wife has a very beautiful name, Elizabeth thirty two years old and she had been called, Eliza, Elisa, Beth, Betty, Liz and several others by different people, I call her Lizbeth and so we are Rick and Lizbeth to ourselves. We are common people.



My wife is a lawyer in a medium size company and gets a healthy pay check every month and I ‘m chemist engineer; I work as a consultant and as a part time professor of chemistry in our town college I get paid two checks per month and between the two do not take home what my wife earns. Money never being an issue in our little family, there was a time while she finished her career and established her reputation as a lawyer, that it was me the only one who brought money home; so if she earns now more than I do I do not feel I’m less than her I do not feel threatened and my manhood does not suffer for it.



Regarding our physical appearance so important for some, well she is of medium height five- five, slim with medium sized breasts and a good pair of toned legs, she runs five miles twice a week and her best feature is a pair of ice blue eyes that went violet in the throes of passion; her face otherwise is cute with shoulders length coffee brown hair; she wouldn’t win in a Miss America contest but who cares, she is my Mrs. America.



In contrast, no I’m not an Apollo, I’m also medium size in everything and when I say in everything I mean everything. I’m five- ten in height and not as slim as when I ran in College, I just love risotto or macaroni al carbone, Italian style. My legs are toned because I run with her, not on a par with her mind you always a hundred feet behind her and giving my maximum to finish without falling dead at her feet; something she finds very funny. I have dark honey blonde hair cut short and black eyes that when I’m angry become bottomless pits. And as for some the most important thing is the dick, my penis, my cock, you name it, is a very satisfactory in between seven to seven and a half inches long and five and a half inches in girth. That’s all and that’s who we are.



Now let me go back in time around seventeen years. We were on High school I was a senior on my last year and she was a freshman, one day I saw her on the corridors and I told myself, “That’s my mate”; yes like any other mammalian. I don’t believe in the romantic notion of “love at first sight” I believe in the more primitive feeling “lust at first sight” that is ingrained in a brain area called the anterior cingulate cortex and is regulated by testosterone and estrogen in humans and which function is matchmaking. Later, much later comes, not always, the other sentiments we know as romantic love.



So to her I went, waited till she was alone and introduced myself, “Hi, I’m Richard, Rick to my friends and I would like to be your friend; say, could we go for some coffee or something?”



Her spontaneous laugh was like the tinkling of crystal, “You crazy? you don’t know even my name.”



“Yes, sorry what’s your name before I call you “Beauty girl”?”



She laughed again and, “My name is Elizabeth, Elizabeth Murdock and my friends call me by several nicknames, Eliza, Elisa, Beth, Betty, Liz and several others, you may pick your choice.”



“What if I call you…Lizbeth, that’s ok with you?”



“Well at least is different…”



“Yeah that’s my second name “different”, what about a soda, you game?”



“Nah, can’t, I have to go to class now and after class I must go to the library; thanks anyway, it’s not usual a whole senior pays attention to a little old fifteen freshmen, meaning me.”



I was delighted; her sense of humor was refreshing. “Hey, are you making fun of me?”



Her burst of laughter was contagious, “no I don’t but if I was what would you do? Don’t speak to me again? Don’t invite me to a soda? What big senior school student?”



With a twinkle in my eyes I told her, “No, I would take you in my arms and kiss you for all the school to see.”



I had to give it to her, she didn’t back out, she just said “You wouldn’t dare.”



“No, you are right I wouldn’t shame you, you kissing a perv senior like me.” And at that we laughed together, the first of many to come.



From the next day on we entered into a daily routine that would last until I finished high school. We met at the end of the school day go for a soda and later I would walk her home. Of course sometimes this rhythm was broken if either of us had to do something out of the ordinary.



But we had always a bug around us, like a fly around honey; my little fifteen years old sister. Carla.



She had been a pest to me since she was a toddler; don’t get me wrong I love her very much, but as every brother knows little sisters have an amazing ability to always be in the middle in the most inopportune moments. That was the karma of my life. I had taken care of little Carla when our parents were working; then it was me who had carried and brought her to and from school since her first year.



Now at fifteen, being in the same classroom as Lizbeth, Carla was her friend and tried to be with her most of the time; as I learned many years later my sister had a crush on her friend, an amorous interest in her friend and so she was always trying to be in the middle. She was no longer a little girl that I could shake when I was too bothered and wanted to get her out of me.



So that year to the end of school and the whole summer, whenever I was with Lizbeth, Carla was in the middle. Later I learned Carla; at that time a closet Bi-sexual, had during the next three years until they graduated, attempted to make Lizbeth experiment with her. Later she became, or so she said, a full-fledged in the closet lesbian.



After High school I went to the University to become a chemist and to get a Master in education. My relationship with Lizbeth was normal, that of two good friends. I liked being with her but for the next two years my principal motivation was to get my university careers ahead on my way to a good economic future that would allow me to think of a serious relationship and a family.



I talked with Lizbeth of my plans and she was in full agreement with me. We didn’t make plans together or pledge but without saying it was clear to us, were going to be together in the future. And that moment came. I asked her to be my fiancée the day she graduated and she said yes; she was eighteen and I was twenty one, she was going to enter Law school and I was ending my third of five years. We made plans, we talked marriage and children, I wanted to get I good job to be able to provide so she could continue her career in law and become a lawyer.



When I was twenty three and she twenty we got married, our families were happy for us; her and my parents knew we had been friends since High school years and could not believe that without having been formally engaged we had kept sentimentally faithful to each other. That same day my sister moved out of town without even saying goodbye.



Ooo000ooo



As newlyweds our marriage had a few surprises for me; not the least important, Lizbeth was a virgin, not just technically virgin, she was a virgin in all sense of the word. Being in Uni I had many opportunities to bed other female students and had even bedded a couple professors, so I was not in a hurry to have sex with my girlfriend as a means to purify my body of any raging hormones (as some authors of erotica generally justify mother-son incest, the raging hormones, lol); we just kissed, yes we french kissed and it was very hot but I never went to touch her panties; if she would had asked I would have complied with, but she didn’t.



As she was a virgin I had to be her teacher and with the knowledge I had acquired with some mature and very experienced women that task was a pleasure. I should say when I married I was a good lover always thinking of the woman pleasure before mine. I need to give credit to my “Molecular Physics” professor Madame Saint Etienne, Eloise, now back in France whom took me under her wings, in every sense of the word, when I was nineteen and not only taught me physics she taught me not only to fuck but to make love to a woman; two very different things.



In our first night together, the wedding night, Lizbeth was so shay she came to bed fully clothed; no, no misunderstand me she wasn’t wearing the wedding dress; her mother had bought her a full bride trousseau in Victoria’s Secret and she came to bed from the bath where she had changed clothes in full brides white regalia. Yes, she was beautiful in white, white meaning purity and if someone was pure, that was she.



But the complete outfit she was wearing consisted of a lace bra and panties set, white nightdress and over her nightdress a long to the floor silk robe, with white satin slippers on her feet. She was a heavenly vision. And taking off her slippers she lay down in bed waiting for me to take the lead.



I was wearing only my pajama bottoms with my chest naked so I turned around to be face to face with her and taking her face with my mind I asked her, “Tell me my love, your mother didn’t talk to you about our wedding night?”



“No, she… she told me that you have experience and would guide me.” She said in a tremulous voice.



I was glad my young wife was a virgin, not that the contrary would have prevented me to marry her, but I was irritated with her mother at least she could have explained her daughter the basics of a wedding night.



“Well my love, first of all you have a lot of clothing on you don’t need in bed and less in our newlyweds bed. So let’s get up and let’s get comfortable after all I have seen you in the beach wearing a bikini, it isn’t true?”



“Yes Rick but…but I’m a little nervous; this is a big day for me and I have never been naked with a man in my life.”



“Right, but we know each other since our High school days and I promise you I’ll be extremely careful with you my love.”



“Ok. I love and I trust you.”



So I took her hand and we got up from the bed. I hugged her and started to kiss her on her mouth and neck, little kisses with lots of saliva and tip of tongue, I caressed her softly trying to remember the lessons in love my beautiful french professor of “Molecular Physics” at Uni had told me when teaching me the fine arts of love in bed.



“Always be careful, always be tender, never rush a woman, give her time to get accustomed, take your time to excite her, to get hot as coals and never, never think of yourself first, always thing of the woman pleasure first and your own will be immeasurable, something out of this world.”



I started to take off first her silk gown and then her nightdress and with only her bra and panties I hugged her and took her to bed. We lied down side by side all the while I was caressing her she started to respond my caresses with her own. We kissed and kissed and her breathing was getting rough by the minute. I caressed and caressed her breasts over her virginal bra feeling her nipples getting hard under the lace while I sucked them over the fabric. Soon I was displacing my hand down her tummy, stopping to tickle the navel and making her laugh nervously.



Little by little my hand was getting near her brief panties and caressing her mound over them in a non-stop trip down her legs to the knees and back up on the inside of her thighs. When I was nearing the juncture of her crotch she unconsciously opened her legs letting me caress her labia over the wet cloth. In that instant I knew she was excited and was the moment to the next step.



“My love, would you mind if I take off your panties and bra so I may be able to caress the skin of your body.”



She nodded with her head and I, as delicately as I was able, took off her intimate apparel. I followed suit, pulling my pajamas bottoms down my body and pushing them away. I looked down knowing my cock was poking from between my legs, covered in precum. The two of us were looking at each other. She took my hand and pulled me onto the bed, and once on the bed I pulled her back to me so that we were face-to-face, bodies pressed together. I bent down and moved my lips straight to hers. It was magic.

My lips moved against hers and soon our tongues were dancing together. I felt her tongue so wet and strong bend up behind my teeth, licking back and forth. I sucked it into my mouth until she somehow reversed it and I felt her sucking my own tongue into her mouth. Her nipples were pressed into the upper part of my chest, moving back and forth as we kissed. The tip of my cock was lodged against her stomach, wet against her skin. Our legs slid against one another, and I could not fathom how smooth and soft she felt. I moved my hands down her body and squeezed her bare bottom in my hands. She did the same to me and I felt her smile forming against my lips. I growled against her mouth.



I suddenly broke the kiss and began to rub my body against her in earnest. I felt her nipples as I slid up and down her body. I heard her whisper, “So good,” as I moved back up. Then I was kissing her lips, chin, and neck as I moved down again. My fingers pressed hard sliding up her back, while I kissed anything in sight. I suddenly caught a glimpse of her ear and slid to the side to get at it. As I did so, something happened and my leg slipped between her thighs. I could feel her, warm and moist, against my skin.



It was the most erotic sensation I had ever felt.



I licked up her long neck to the ear lobe which I pulled into my mouth. She moaned ever so slightly as I nibbled. Her body started to move and the warm soft spot was sliding against my thigh, leaving a damp trail. I moaned against her in excitement.



“You ever did this?” I asked.



“No, you know I didn’t.” she said and slid her wetness down my thigh. “Did you?”



“Hummmm- Hummmm,” I answered and ran my tongue in a circle along the edge of her ear.



“That’s a yes or no?”



“…..yes.”



In a movement that astonished me for its audacity she took with delicacy my cock in her hand and began to rub it. She was moving her hand in rhythm with her mound against my leg. I felt her thumb petting the head, rubbing my precum all around. Through the haze in my mind, I felt a drop of moisture running down my leg from her pussy and new scents wafting and floating around us, from her, from me, from the sweat that was forming on our naked bodies. I was getting mad I wanted to taste her, taste all of her, before the night was done.



My tongue traveled down Lizbeth’s neck, licking in broad, wet strokes under her ear and her collarbone, then I took her chin with my open mouth sucking it an licking its undersides with my tongue, then I changed my position and I felt her slip off of my leg. I bent over further and kissed down her chest. It was different here than everywhere else. Her breast was soft, resilient and supple at the same time as I pressed it with my lips, but springing back as I let go. I imagined myself spending hours here, exploring.



My eyes fell on her nipples whose areolas were much darker than any other part of her skin, a tanned dark honey color and were marked with reddish nipples that seemed very wide. Each nipple was erect and pointed outward, I moved to one and laid a soft kiss on it and then to the other. I ran my tongue over it and discovered she wasn’t fully erect yet as the dark skin of the areolae began to tighten and the nipple grew. It was fascinating.



Somehow I could feel a grin above me, so I looked up to Lizbeth. She looked like she was about to laugh. “What?” I asked.



“Rick, they are for kissing and sucking and sometime for suckling. You can take notes later.”



I smiled back at her. “Then, let’s kiss them a little more.” I kneeled over her and began to trail my mouth over her body pushing her more profoundly against the bed. I gave a playful tickle and she collapsed laughing and wiggled her perfect little body backwards giving me room between her legs. Everything she did was the most beautiful thing ever. Straddling her thighs, I leaned over and drew a nipple straight into my mouth.



I heard her say something like, “Now, at last there we go,” to herself and her legs spread and moved up on my back. I just did whatever I could think of, sucking on each nipple, soft, then hard, then soft. I ran my tongue in circles around those dark areolas while my fingers teased on the other side. I then licked back and forth quickly, and her body squirmed undermine as I kissed. She squirmed against me so much that I had to move my pelvis away from her to prevent an unintentional coming.



As I moved, my tongue slid down her breast onto her stomach. I suddenly breathed in that intoxicating smell that I had noticed before. My eye fell down her stomach, past her pinched navel, to a layer of her soft curly dark hair.



That was something to discover. I kissed down her stomach ever so slowly; making sure nothing escaped my lips. I could feel my excitement building as I moved lower. She also began to shudder and catch her breath and I had been several times in danger of cumming without anything touching me. I changed from kissing to licking up and down the sides of her belly.



She jumped immediately, the way she had before when I touched her hip area. Didn´t know if it was fear or excitement I looked down to the spot that made her react. There was nothing special to see, just a slight fall where hips met the pelvis. I moved my body down to kiss the area. I blew a cool stream of air across her skin and her pelvis lifted slightly into the air. I licked back and forth as fast as I could and heard my name.



“Rick, Rick.”



Her hand was on my shoulder and I looked up dazed to see her propped up on an elbow. My lips were still nestled in her curls. She gazed down at me with a nervous ferocity in those blue eyes I had never seen before. I took her hand in mine, our fingers intertwining. She shook beneath me.



“I’m scared,” she said.



“Me too, but different probably”



“Why are you?”



“Because it’s new for you, and I don’t want to hurt you, I want you to feel good; I want this first time to be perfect for you, to be the perfect start of a new life with no sexual traumas attached.”



“If that’s what you want you’re doing a great job. I love you, I always did since that first day and you have no idea how much I do.”



“Then why are you scared?”



“I’m because no one has done this before to me Rick.”



“We can stop if you want and try latter.”



“I don’t wanna stop. I’m just scared that’s all. No one’s seen… me there.”



“Ok, I’ll close my eyes,” I said and did so.



She giggled nervously. “That’s stupid.”



I kept my eyes closed. “Yeah, but if it makes you more comfortable, who cares?”



“But you are going to see me, one way or other”



I felt a slight movement and a command.



“Open your eyes.”



I opened them to discover Lizbeth’s legs spread open before me. The dark hair thinned between her legs to just clearer wisps around the labia that were as dark as her nipples. A small bit of pink peeked out from deep inside and moisture was all around in the form of little drops of dew at the edges and matted hair closer in.



I placed my mouth on the dark pussy lips of this woman and felt Lizbeth squeezing my hand tightly. I kissed her up and down slowly. Truth was, this was a little different for me, I had sucked and licked lots of pussies on my time but this was a first to me it was my first time licking a complete virgin pussy.



Thinking the way to defuse her fear I flicked my tongue between the labia quickly. Up and down, up and down. I licked again a little deeper. The taste was something I could never have predicted. A mixture of sour and sweet that was incredibly intense. Lizbeth’s grip was growing stronger as my tongue moved. So this was what my Lizbeth tasted like.



I moved my mouth completely against the opening. The extracurricular classes I have had of “Making love to a woman 101 and 102, and at infinitum” with my professors was paying off now in one of my important days of my life, and maybe the most important in Lizbeth’s life.



With my mouth pressed against Lizbeth, my tongue moved up and down in the very wet and soft area of the entrance to her birth canal. I moved down towards where it was the pink color I saw before and could feel Lizbeth’s wetness entering my mouth, mingling with my own saliva. As I pushed my tongue inward, it felt like Lizbeth was about to squeeze my hand off with hers. I moved towards where I knew her tunnel was, keeping my tongue moving. Lizbeth was moaning now above me, just saying my name and some syllables that I couldn’t understand. My tongue never stopped. If I could make her feel like this, I never wanted to stop.



Lizbeth’s legs began clinching around my head, pressing inward and then releasing. Ohmygod, I loved it. I suddenly remembered one of Mme. Saint Etienne “The clitoris, never forget to pamper the clitoris of a woman you want to get crazy her clitoris it’s the most important part of a woman sexual organs. It is somewhere towards the top, under its hood and there is where the sexual nerves powerhouse of a woman are.” I knew, so I just moved up and licked around the hood area until the tip of her clit appeared and with my tongue I lashed at it. “Ahhhhhhh” She leaped into the air, squeezing my hand hard.



I kept licking her clit area but Lizbeth had started to buck her whole body underneath me, making it next to impossible to keep licking. I licked and she gasped and jumped, making me lose the little nub I was now feeling. I disengaged my hand from Lizbeth’s and brought it down to my face level; Moving my head back a little, I slipped one finger inside her slit and moved it up and down the length of her mound. Everything was moist and wonderful and I moved up a second and a third fingers to the top, hitting the nub, and Lizbeth screamed. My quiet, smart, sarcastic Lizbeth screamed in passion. I would never give this up. Lizbeth’s noises were muffled suddenly by a pillow she was pushing into her face. I moved my fingers back down and looking for her slit pushed one forward a little. She was tight, very tight and when I overcame some resistance, I pushed again and suddenly my finger was entering the woman I loved.



“Not too deep my love,” Lizbeth said taking the pillow from her face. “Remember, it’s not broken.”



“Broken?”



“Hymen.”



The fog on my mind had made me forget something as important as her virginity. “Yeah, sorry my love, I’ll be more careful.”



“No I don’t mean that, I like you as you were now, madly in lust, just don’t hurt me.”



“I won’t, I promise.” I decided to just not push in past my middle joint and so I curled my finger upwards inside her, rubbing the wall there.



“Oh, baby,” Lizbeth sighed and rustled her hands in my hair. There was a slight sloshing noise as I slid the top of two fingers in and out of her.



I could smell her scent and hear her. It was so lovely. I put my mouth back down just above my fingers and found the little nub, so small. I licked it back and forth.



Lizbeth pelvis was jumping while her hands were pushing me hard into her body. I could feel her pulling my hair, then the hands vanished and she was yanking the sheets off the bed. And all of a sudden, there was a loud squeal and Lizbeth’s legs clamped down on my head with more force than I knew she had. I felt myself being squeezed, unable to move, while her pelvis just thrust upwards. I do not know what she did, but in her frenzy I felt the sheets of the bed falling around us until I was covered in total darkness. Finally after seeming to lift me halfway to the ceiling and a series of thrusts on her part she came back down and loosened her grip a bit. I immediately licked once more but as soon as I did she was shaking and pushing me back with her legs.



I pulled the sheets back and looked up at Lizbeth. My god she was a complete mess, her bride hairstyle was completely disheveled, tears were running on her cheeks, there was a wet spot near her mouth on the bed and a frantic look was in her eyes. I was about to speak when she pulled me as hard as she could on top of her. I fell so that my lips were at her forehead, her mouth on my neck, and my cock inside her pubic hair; she instantly wrapped her arms and legs around me holding me into her fiercely and rocking from side to side slowly. As she did this I felt my penis sliding downwards between her legs.



Lizbeth started to kiss me clinging hard to me and then kissing me again.



“Everyone said it is so horrible the first time!” she was saying. “But not with you. I should have known it wouldn’t be, not with you. Thank you my love, thank you for being so wonderful. I should have known it would be wonderful with you”



I didn’t know what to say, but the truth is I could barely understand her because I hadn’t been inside her although my cock was becoming wrapped inside her lips and I could feel the moisture and warmth all around me and I wanted so much more.



“You are awesome Rick I’m so in…” she stopped the sentence as she had just licked my face and then followed after a long pause. “Oh. Is that me? Is that what I taste like down there?”



My face was covered in her juices. “Yes, that wonderful taste is you down there.”



Then she licked me again. “You know my love what’s the hardest part of all though?” she continued. Controlling myself right now, I was thinking. “I wanted to touch you so bad. But you were so, so far away. My hands could barely get to you. I hated it. But, oh, how I loved it.” She said something more but I didn’t hear it.



I was frozen, all my muscles tensed. My head was dipping inwards. With just a small thrust, I could….



“Rick, Rick,” I heard. I managed to look up feeling like I was crazed. She looked deep into my eyes, caressing my cheek. “What are you going to do now?” I stared at her trying to understand.



“Well yeah…” was all I said, then she did something I wouldn’t have thought of Lizbeth doing, she started to push me downwards into her with her feet on my rear. “I’m sure it is OK, right? And I don’t think it’s will be so bad after what you just did me so, you know, I want you to make me a woman.” She pushed a little more and my dickhead was inside her.



Before I lost my last bit of will power with my craziness, I rolled to the side breaking the contact; my breathing was heavy, and I felt my mind wrestling with itself. I knew this was what is supposed to happen in a wedding night, the groom deflowering the bride but it must be done carefully with my senses wide awake not to hurt her in any way that could leave marks in her mind.



I pulled Lizbeth hard against my chest, clinging to her now like she had to me not a minute ago. After a minute I heard a “Thank you” from her. I wrapped her in me, not wanting to let her go. I kept hugging tighter and tighter, feeling like I couldn’t get as close to her as I needed.



I was shaking; unconsciously she had been pushing me to my baser instincts. I wanted to crawl back on her now and go inside. Maybe that was the only way to be as close to her as I desired. Maybe she had been right. The odds were that it would be OK, right? We could try. But I wasn’t sure that was the best way.



What had she done to me? I knew everything going through my mind was idiotic, but I couldn’t make the thoughts go away. Why, oh why, had I rolled off her?



“Maybe, we should wait a little,” I heard myself say, not believing my own ears. “You said a while ago you didn’t think it was the right time….”



“Oh, Rick, I trust you I know you won’t harm me in anyway, it is maybe I wasn’t as ready as I thought a few minutes ago.”



I was silent for a moment, trying to let my desires lessen. Eventually, I nodded and kissed Lizbeth’s head again. I squeezed her into me yet again. “There’s one problem. We’d have to get up and….”



She giggled against my chest. “This is a problem,” and then she pushed me over on my back and climbed on top of me lying on my body with her arms around my head. She looked at me and said with an overly pleased smile, “You are now absolutely mine.” She lifted herself up and looked down my body to my cock which was rock hard and almost purple. She started wiggling downwards and said, “Half my body is covered with the lube from you. Think there’s anything much left?” She put a finger on the head, right on the tip where the precum was waiting. I watched as her finger slowly rubbed the lubricant in a circle all over my purple head. My cock pulsed up and down under her touch.



“Nice” she said simply.



“It’s alive and waiting for you,” I replied.



Chapter 2



She looked at me with her little smile. “Don’t worry you are going to have me but you’re not going to be able to joke much longer.” And with that she pushed her dangling breasts together around the shaft of my cock. Her body began to slide up and down my length and immediately the sensations were building again.



“Are, are, you, you, sure?” I managed to say as my head started tossing from side to side on the bed at her unexpected wantonness.



She moved down and I watched in awe as her tongue began to lick around my precum covered cockhead. “Ummmh-hummmh,” she replied and then her mouth moved forward taking some of my penis her lips, disappearing behind a wall of her hair as it fell around her head.



Her tongue began to slither along the top of my shaft, sending chills up my spine. “You win, are you sure your mother didn’t have the talk with you” I squeaked out as I grabbed at a pillow.



“Ummmh-hummmh, no.” she said shaking her head.



She started sliding her breasts up and down my body again and with each motion the forces of an orgasm were building deep inside my sac. I could feel it growing and growing each time she moved her breasts, then a lick, then her skin, then, oh, I don’t know what she was doing.



It was so soft, wet, smooth, and perfect. Oh so good, oh, so fucking good. “Ohmygod Lizbeth baby… oh Lizbeth… I’m sorry, don’t stop. Yes… I can’t….” The orgasm was almost there.



I wanted to scream. All the times I had been so close tonight were all coming back at once right now and all of them were ripping me apart. Oh fuck. I couldn’t stop it now. It was too late.



I felt something wet around my rod and pushing against me, her tongue? And I exploded; it felt to me like the first squirt started from the base of my spine and came flying outwards. Lizbeth squealed again, but different from before, and I felt her rubbing at the base of my erection. She tossed her hair up and another squirt flew up and hit my chest. It wouldn’t stop. Glob after glob was shooting upwards covering my stomach and lower chest and between her hairs, I could see Lizbeth’s mouth resting on the top side of my erection watching everything coming out of me, but never letting go while I pulsed against her lips.



Finally my orgasm subsided and I stopped tossing my head on the bed. Lizbeth lifted her head up just a bit, releasing me and then slowly guided the tip of my hard-on through the pools of cumm on my skin. I watched her exploring the results of her action with fascination.



“Would you like to borrow a pencil or should I take dictation?”



She looked up at me and grinned, then put her tongue in a small glop just under my cock. She drew it into her mouth and tentatively tasted it. After a second’s reflection, she sat up beside me and said, “I’m not an expert to judge but I think that would’ve been quadruplets.”



I nodded, thinking how that orgasm had been building up for hours. Now I began to feel semen sliding down my sides. “These sheets are going to be a mess if I move. Would you mind bringing a towel from the bathroom my love?”



She jumped up and ran into her bathroom. “Don’t forget the bit in your hair,” I called after her.



My goddess returned, running a damp washrag over some strands of her hair and tossed a towel onto my stomach. I quickly cleaned myself up and put the towel to the side. She was still standing by the bed nude with a look of concentration as she worked over her hair thoroughly. I suddenly remembered that just a couple hours ago she had been paralyzed at the touch of my hand on her knee and yet already it seemed like this is the way it would be. What could be more natural than beckoning her to the bed where I waited to hug her the whole night through? I reached up to pull my new wife back into bed with me but first I need a pee.

I put on my boxers out of modesty for Lizbeth and went to the bathroom to pee and wash myself and was back in the bedroom just in time to see Lizbeth crawling naked across the covers.



“This side of the sheets is warmer and not wet,” she said pulling them up around her stomach.



I slipped my boxers over my erection and crawled in bed with her. “Maybe we can find something else to warm you up.”



“The sheets are for later, anyway,” she said throwing them back. “Do you think we will ever go to sleep?”



“Well, I don’t know if this is the alternative…” I said, placing my hand on her breast.



“I’m far too wired to sleep, too. Maybe if we do something really hard and fast to the point of exhaustion….?”



“Just what are you thinking about? Something like go running?”



She grinned. “I really like having this effect on you. I can see this is a permanent part of my life now.” A moment after she said that, I saw her cheeks flushing, but I knew they were nothing compared to mine. She continued, “Do you want to put it on now or later?”



“Uh, shouldn’t we warm you up a little first?”



“Oh I’m warm enough. I’m pretty ready. Been thinking’ about this all night.”



“Yeah, ok then.” I was with her and my erection had never disappeared since she pulled the blanket out the two of us.



I was unconsciously stroking my penis and Lizbeth’s fingers joined me, I just watched her fingers sliding along my cock so naturally. Lizbeth seemed to be studying what she was doing as well. “Rick” she began. “I, uh, I really like seeing you naked.”



I grinned. “I’m kinda a fan of seeing you this way, too.”



“I don’t just mean that. I mean, it’s like all the barriers are coming down. There’s finally nothing between us anymore.”



“No secrets and complete trust in the other.”



“Forever,” Lizbeth finished the sentence and then looked back down at my cock. “How does it feel? Tight?”



“You don’t know how much….”



“Rick, what position do you think is best?”



Lizbeth’s voice was tremulous over my shoulder.



I lay back down next to her. “What do you thing about the kissing position?” I answered and moved my lips to hers. She responded immediately and soon our bodies were wrapped together, hands gliding across skin, lips pushing and pulling. I moved my lips to her neck and one of those beautiful moans escaped from her. I instantly felt my temperature rising.



I put long wet licks up and down her neck, again taking in that indescribable taste. Next it was her ear between my teeth, nibbling very gently. Her nails descended upon my back and scratched lightly across my skin, sending goose bumps across my body. My hold on her became stronger, tighter, as I kissed and licked her over and over. I was getting crazy with the feel of her.



I felt Lizbeth pushing me up on top of her and our legs writhed together, our groins meeting again. I lifted myself on my forearms a bit so that she didn’t have to support my full weight and she brought her tongue to my face and quickly covered me with it.



By now she did know this could have such an effect on me. My body twitched and I moaned and gasped each time her tongue hit me. Ohmygod, Ohmygod it was so good. Don’t ever stop, baby.



My tongue fell on her forehead and I slid it down her face and chin over her neck and between her breasts all the way to her navel and then back up again. I couldn’t get over the feel of her body against mine as we grounded our sexes together. Everything was smooth, soft and perfect. I repeated my body licks a second and a third time beginning to taste and smell the excitement growing in the air.



She lay with her hands stretched straight above her body so I glided up her until my own hands found hers and our fingers locked together.



I was so much in love. I could feel it. I knew it because my heart was melting for this woman. “Baby,” I whispered my mouth just an inch from hers, “this is the best day of my life.”



“I never knew I was a ‘baby’ person. I’ve been calling you ‘baby’ all night. Where did that come from?”



I saw tears in her eyes and she nodded quickly.



“I will do anything for you,” I told her, the emotions quickly overpowering me.



“I know,” she replied and wrapped her legs around my waist. My cock was again pressing up against her mound, though this time was leaking pre-cumm at a fast rate. I looked up into her burning eyes. My hips moved a bit lower until it felt like my tip was between her labia. I pressed forward and she wiggled under me, moving. I pressed forward again, not sure of her reaction. I knew where I was, and what I was supposed to do. But I was hesitant, Lizbeth was virgin and I didn’t want to hurt her.



It was she who reached down and took my cumm slicked shaft in her hand, pulling me lower and at a different angle. I pushed my hips forward again where she had placed me and Lizbeth’s eyes shot open.



The head of my cock was inside her. I could feel the tightness. I pushed again and Lizbeth cried out. Her arms were wrapped around me tightly, clutching me. “Slow…” she said with a small and voice tenuous voice.



I nodded, but the truth was I had no idea what she was feeling. Only the woman can know what is happening in her body and her mind in those special moments. Was I in just a bit or a lot? She was so tight around me and I felt so much pressure that I didn’t know how to move slow or fast. I tried to inch in a little more and Lizbeth was whimpering.



Oh my Lizbeth. Oh, my love. I didn’t want to hurt her. I resolved not to move an inch more inside.



Instead I would try moving in and out, but going no deeper than I was. I slid backwards and she moaned. I moved in again and she cried out. I didn’t know what to do. All I could think to do was stay put and hold her, so I did. We lay there for a while with me resting partway in her, clutching each other.



“Do you want me to leave and get out and make the hymen to be surgically removed?”



Suddenly, I felt her hips move against me, rocking ever so slightly. I kissed her again and tried to remain still, letting her control what happened. She continued these tiny rocking motions against me and I could feel sensations already starting between my legs.



“Baby I’m not gonna last long,” I confessed to her.



“That’s OK,” she said in a voice that seemed about to break.



“How are you doing, want me to stop?”



She shook her head and then said, “It hurts some.” She looked deep into my eyes and then caressed my face while our hips moved back and forth together. “I’m so happy.”



My gaze fell down the woman I loved to where our bodies met. I could just see the base of my cock before it disappeared inside her. I was further in than I realized. I had an idea. I propped myself on one arm and lowered the other down her torso, gliding over her skin as I went. My hand disappeared between her legs, bumping into my own cock inside her. I slid up from there…. Lizbeth squealed and jumped up. I had found her clit.



I kept my cock as still as I could, just filling her, while my fingers began to touch that sensitive spot. Her little whimpers became cries and her arms started to flail around the bed. As she moved, her muscles gripped my cock inside her, squeezing it and releasing it. It felt so good.



I kept rubbing her clitoris as she rocked her hips against me, and she was speaking, “yes oh yes, Rick,” “ohmygod,” and a lot others that I couldn’t figure out. I felt my balls clutching, building and building. I realized I was thrusting into her. I hadn’t meant to. It was so hard to stop now. Her hips were rocking harder too. I really hadn’t meant to.



“Oh Rick”



“Baby”



“Oh my love”



“Ohhhhh…..”



Her fingers clawed at my back hard and she was watching me so intensely. There was sweat on her skin and tears. I made sure my fingers kept moving on her. Tears were sliding down her cheeks. I wanted to kiss each one. Her hips bucked hard into me. I was thrusting. Oh, thrusting deep into the one I had always loved.



It felt so good. She was everything to me forever.



OOHHHHHH; I was cumming, cumming and cumming. I felt my face twisting and my whole body convulsing. Shot after shot into her.



But I kept my finger moving on her clit as I was collapsing on her. I didn’t forget. All I wanted in the world was to make her feel like I did. She deserved everything I could give her. “Beautiful, beautiful,” I heard myself saying over and over incoherently as my cock continued to throb deep inside her. She screamed and flew to the ceiling. She plastered herself against my body. My fingers slipped from their place. Her face was buried in my neck and her body convulsed with soft sobs. I didn’t let go. I was here forever for her. I will for as long as she would have me.



After a few moments and when I felt we had recovered our coherence I asked her, “Are you OK? Did I hurt you?”



“No, my love,” she said clutching me still harder than I could believe. “It was just a lot…” she breathed and wiped her face against me, “to handle, and I wasn’t prepared” breath, “at once.”



As our bodies calmed down, my emotions grew. I wanted to say something. But I couldn’t. There were no words for these sentiments.



Lizbeth lifted herself up and my cock slid out of her. I rolled to her side and after cleaning myself I settled back down on the bed lying on my back, she crawled on top of me again, resting her body on mine. She put her head on my chest and we lay quietly together for some minutes, breathing.



I just held her and watched her rise and fall with each breath. I drew the sheets up around us.



She spoke quietly. “You know, I’ve been wondering why we haven’t ever had sex before. I know there are women all over you, and as clueless as I, can be, I think you know it deep down I wanted you. If you had ever really tried, you’d have found me.” She ran her fingers through my chest hair and then looked up into my eyes. “What were you waiting for?”



I knew the answer now, “To be perfect for you.”



Ooo000ooo



It was better and better than this first time the next six years; after the news of our common infertility something broke, not our love but the physical expression of that love. From that moment something was missing, the possibility of a son or a daughter, the possibility someday we would be three. We could complete our family. And from then on our marriage was barely surviving, crawling, when the events occurred that changed our marriage and our lives. To better times.



Chapter 3



I took a bit of toast and washed it down with a sip of coffee. The sports pages were spread out in front of me.



“Did Art call you yesterday?” asked my wife.



“Yes, as a matter of fact, he did. He said essentially what he had said the day before. You know, that he thought he was in love with Barbara and he didn’t know what to do about Betsy.”



My wife nodded solemnly, Art and Betsy Burg being our best friends and now, it seemed, their marriage was in severe trouble.



“Did you call to Betsy?” I asked my wife.



“She called and cried for about a half an hour.



She says that Art has told her he doesn’t know if he wants to be married anymore. I just didn’t know what to say to her.”



I sighed and then took another bit of toast and another gulp of coffee, then turned the newspaper page in front of me.



“We have to do something, Rick.”



“I agree. But what? I really think Art is stuck on Barbara. It may be a temporary infatuation, but try and tell him that.”



“Meanwhile, Betsy is really getting hurt,” my wife said, “I mean it’s bad enough finding your husband has fallen for another girl; but Barbara is a good friend besides. If Art leaves Betsy, she’ll be losing not just a husband, but a good friend, too.”



“It is rough.” I said.



“We can’t just sit back and let it happen, can we, dear?”



“No,” I said, we can’t. I’ll call Art again and see if we can get together for lunch.”



“That’s a fine idea.” Lizbeth said relieved. It seemed to me it was just what she had been hoping I would say.



“We have to convince him that the affair is just a temporary thing and Betsy and his marriage is permanent.”



“I hope you can do it.”



“It won’t be easy. Hell, I never thought there would be any trouble between Art and Betsy.” I said.



“Yeah, me neither.”



“Until a month ago, I’d have said they were the only really happy marriage I knew about —outside of ours—of course.”



“Yeah me too” But her voice had a different tinges as if something strange was going through her mind.



Finishing my toast and draining the cup of coffee I glanced at my watch “Got to run honey. I’ll let you know what happens with Art, after lunch.”



We pecked, the usual kiss of husband and wife parting for the day. For a moment I thought we looked good together.



A few hours later I called my wife, “I don’t know what’s going on with Art, I asked him out to lunch but he said he was just too busy.”



“What else did he say?”



“Not much. In fact, there were just a few sentences. I asked him how things were and he said that he wasn’t sure. I asked what was happening between him and Barbara and he said that things were at an important point. But he wouldn’t say what. Frankly, I don’t know anything more than I did before I called him. Did you talk to Betsy?”



“I tried. I had been calling her but no one is home.”



“Don’t you thing that’s odd?” I asked my wife.



“I know I’m going to keep trying, when work allows me.”



That night, over dinner, we discussed Art and Betsy some more. For us the breaking of the Burg marriage could be a tragedy of the first order; Art and Betsy had been our friends for the entire length of both our marriages. They are not only our best friends; they are in a very real sense our only friends. Oh, we know a lot of people many in a very friendly basis, but the Burgs are the only people we are really close to and their marriage had seemed remarkably happy.



Neither I nor Lizbeth admit to each other—well not in my case to myself—that if our friend’s marriage broke up, we may eventually end up examining our own marriage, a relationship which both of us are taking for granted so far.



Lizbeth had gone to the kitchen to bring dessert when the phone rang. She answered it; it was Art Burg.



“Hey Liz, you two want some company tonight?”



“You know you and Betsy can always come over, whenever you want.” I heard Lizbeth on the phone.



A silence while Lizbeth was listening on the phone and then, “Barbara? Well, sure, if you want to.” She listened some more and then, “Fine, see you then.”



“What did he say?” I asked my wife.



She was bewildered, “Well basically he said they are going to come the three of them, Barbara included, that something had happened between the three of them and that is hard to believe –his words, nor mine–; Barbara is going to live with them for a while and when I asked him if Betsy was in agreement he said he wouldn’t say exactly that Betsy wants it, but, that all things considered she had decided to go along with the idea.”



It was a nervous half an hour for us waiting for the trio and their idea and speculating on what was happening with our friends.



To make conversation I said to Lizbeth, “Look, Barbara is a good looking chick I think Art is sleeping with her.”



“But; what about Betsy?”



“Oh, I think he is sleeping with her, too.”



“When? Before or after he sleeps with Barbara.” I would say she was annoyed.



“How should I know?” I was becoming angry myself.



“I think is kind of weird” my wife getting upset, “I can’t imagine the three of them living together; what does Art think he is some Arabian prince?”



To her surprise I laughed, “Oh come on, there is nothing unusual about threesomes. Even the TV is full of them these days.”



“Yes, but that’s the movies. This is real life we are talking about and our friends.”



“Your point, honey” I didn’t want to discuss something most men dream most of the time.



“Doesn’t it bother you? Aren’t you offended? I’ve heard you talking about marriage sacredness.



“True,” I said acting a bit the surprised fellow. “In any case is their life, not ours.”



The doorbell rang and we jumped to answer it. The three stood at the door, Art, Betsy and Barbara were beaming like elves.



“Well” I said while Lizbeth kept silent, “Come in, come in. We are anxious to know what’s happening with you three.”



Our three guests entered and all five of us sat down, the Burg and Barbara sat on the living room couch with Art between the two women. They seemed excited and happy, the three of them.



“Listen friends,” Art began, “I’m sorry we have been so strangers in the last few days,” he smiled and both women giggled. “You see, Barbara has been living with us for the last days.” There were more giggles.



“Living with you?” What do you mean by that exactly?” My wife’s tone of voice was suspicious.



“Well” Art said, “You know what the meaning of living together is, don’t you? In this case that’s exactly what it means.”



I sat very erect and asked, “Do you mean that the three of you are sleeping together?”



Barbara and Betsy giggled again and Lizbeth frowned in disapproval, I however felt a rush of envy through my body. Barbara is tall and full breasted, with dark, shoulder length hair. Her waist is narrow and her legs long. He has the kind of face that people normally associates with cameo miniatures, with extraordinarily cool blue eyes.



Betsy, on the other hand, is built more like an Italian peasant woman of the Sophia Loren variety. Her tits are tremendous and her ass is round and firm. She has muscular thighs and calves. Her face is broad and open with huge, limpid eyes. Her hair is a reddish brown that she uses in a ponytail. Art seemed not match for either, not very tall, rather on the chunky side with a not particularly handsome face.



What in god’s name had attracted these two women to him is a mystery. Perhaps it is his bushy mat of red hair or his personality. He is intense, with a great sense of humor. He generates a kind of magnetism with his insightful of things.



“Well” I repeated impatiently, “are you sleeping together?”



“Yes” it was Betsy who answered with an enormous grin.



“That’s right” Barbara said.



“Indeed we are” Art said, “And loving every moment of it.”



Lizbeth looked at them in shock, I in wonderment.



“You want this?” she asked her friend.



“It wasn’t my idea, but it’s fantastic.” Betsy answered with a grin.



“What about you, Barbara, I would have thought that you wanted Art all for yourself. “I asked trying not to show envy in my voice.



“I did…at first. But this is so much better; after all Betsy is one of my best friends. That was one of my problems; hurting her was very heavy for my conscience. This way she doesn’t get hurt and what is best we have the company of each other when Art isn’t at home.”



My wife was writhing in her seat, “I still don’t understand.” She said, “Does Art sleep with both of you at once or first one and then the other?”



Both girls giggled together and Art put an arm possessively around each; they cuddled close to him.



“Amazing” was my only vocal reaction.



“I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it.” I looked at my wife her voice wasn’t her usual.



“To answer your question…” and Art smiled lasciviously, a woman on each side of him, “It depends. Sometimes is Barbara first. Sometimes Betsy”



“But what happens to the girl second in line? Does she wait until the next night?” Oh la, la my wife interest in the logistic of their fucking was amazing in itself.



Art laughed, “No, not at all. You see, the whole setup is almost unbearable exciting. The only problem is that none of us is getting ant sleep. And I barely drag myself the next day.



“Sounds fantastic,” the words had barely left my mouth when I received a dirty look from my wife.



“It is,” Art was beaming.” I have a hard-on almost permanently. I’ve never fucked so much in my life and I always seem to want more and more.”

Lizbeth had her mouth open, “Betsy,” she said and her voice denoted disbelief, “aren’t you jealous?”



“No, I don’t think so; its nice to have Barbara in the house with me. We’ve been sharing the cleaning and the housework and best of all I’m not afraid she will take my husband from me.”



“So you have your cake and eat it too,” I said with a taste of envy.



“Yeah, you’re right and your pun is right too.” Art’s face had a broad and beaming grin.



“But you still haven’t told us where does everybody sleep?” My wife and her logistics.



“Well seeing your preoccupation with the accommodations, so far Betsy and I usually end up sleeping in the bedroom and Barbara sleeps in the guest room; but, we have ordered a King sized mattress so we can sleep all together; can’t wait till we get it. Can we girls?”



“That will solve one of our biggest problems” Betsy explained, “It’s not very nice to have to send someone off to another bedroom.” Barbara only nodded her agreement.



My mind was drifting,” What about the two of you, is anything going in between the two of you…Ejem, sexually a mean?”



The two women giggled at the same time, “No” Barbara said, “We both like men”



“And the same man as a matter of fact.” My wife said wryly.



“At that moment both girls bent toward Art and kissed him. My wife and I exchanged glances. It was all too much for the both of us, too unbelievable.



“You know “I said my friend, “You are living every man’s fantasy,” my wife looked at me with a surprised look on her face. I supposed she thought her cozy world was starting to crumble.



Art shrugged and grinned “I know”.



Lizbeth was starting to show a foul mood, “Art, would you get that shit-eating grin off your face; I think I can accept everything but that.”



“Look Liz, we are all flying, is like we have drunk all the time—but we haven’t had a drink.”



“It’s like we all have fall in love together”



Barbara tried to explain. Betsy nodded her agreement.



“And no one feels jealous?” My wife insisted not believing a word.



This time the three answered together, “Nope”.



Then I asked something I thought it was important. “What about the future, I mean is this permanent?”



“Who knows? But then what’s permanent these days? We are planning to move Barbara into the house lock, stock and barrel. Tomorrow we go to her apartment with a U-Haul and move home all her things.”



“This sentimental deal has its own advantages, material advantages; you see Barbara is going to save on rent, also she can share our costs and she living with us she’ll save too”



I laughed at Art explanation and shook my head, “It sure will be estrange, I mean Lizbeth and me often ask each other, . Now, we’ll have to ask,



“Then you approve? Asked us, a serious for the first time Art.



“As long as it is what the three of you want.” Answered my wife.



“Frankly, I think it’s fantastic,” I said, “And I tell you the truth, I’m jealous”



The look on my wife’ face was, I don’t know, astonished? Surprised? Shocked? Incredulous? That and many other emotions crossed her mind; I know because I know she has always thought of me, in relation to sexual activities outside the couple, as straight-laced and stuffy; on the other hand she knows how much I admire Art.



“You are jealous?” She asked me with uncertainty in her voice.



“Sure” I replied “It would be fantastic to have to women al to myself. I get excited just thinking about it.”



Now Lizbeth was really offended, what I say offended, she was right now ice-cold furious; I thought < Oh my Rick, prepare yourself the moment Art and his women leave out that door, and you have a big bulge to show, oh man¡¡¡>.



Lizbeth addressed now the three-some, “Have you told anyone else?”



“Are you kidding? Imagine what my parents would say? Or Betsy’s?”



“I think mine would get me committed to a sanatorium in Switzerland.” said Barbara



“We won’t tell any other friends; but you are the only that counts.” Said Art.



“What will your neighbors say?” I asked them.



“We are ready for them” Betsy said, “Barbara is my cousin from Boston. That’s all they need to know. After all they haven’t the minimal idea what’s happening inside the house.”



“You better keep your shades pulled down if you are going to neck in the living room” I joked.



“You know Art, he is right” Betsy was a bit concerned.



“And, what are you going to do when you are invited some place?” my always practical wife asked.



“We’ll go as a trio whenever possible; in fact if we can’t then we won’t go.” Art replied definitively.



“Except to my mother’s house for Thanksgiving” Betsy put in.



“Or mine for Mother’s day” Art said.



“And you Barbara, what are you going to tell your parents? About where you are living I mean.



“Well my living habits had been very irregular, I may tell them my lease is up and I’m living with Art and Betsy for a while; they would prefer it I went back home.”



I asked the married couple, “what if your parents come over?”



“We’ll just say Barbara is visiting.” Betsy replied.



“You seem to have thought all your answers” I admitted.



“Yeah, the only problem left is to get enough sleep, being a two women lover is quite wearing I may assure you; not that I’m complaining, mind you.”



“Yeah, I feel pity for you” I said smiling,” But I can’t reach you.”



We all laughed in a good manner, including Lizbeth, think that surprised me.



“Well friends it’s been great” Art said getting up, “but we have to go.”



His ladies stood up beside him and he hugged tightly them both.



“It’s the call of nature” he explained, “It’s been calling again and again these last days” Barbara put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips and then Betsy did the same. For a few moments, thee three of them just hugged and kissed tightly like a bunch of grapes.



We watched entranced, I a little green with envy, my wife not yet believing the evidence in front of our eyes. This had been what Art, Betsy and Barbara had been saying all night.



“Good night people and good luck, thought it doesn’t seem to me that you need it, you have all the luck in the world.” Art said waving his hand in farewell.



“And thanks” Betsy put in.



“Thanks, What for?” asked a bewildered Lizbeth.



“For accepting us as a threesome” Betsy answered.



“Thanks for me, too” Barbara said softly.



Then they left.



We looked at each other again. “Absolutely amazing” I murmured.



“They seem to really be happy, don’t they?”



“Yes I think they are” and I shook my head in wonderment.



“You know honey; you surprised me almost as much as they did.”



“Really? How so?”



“You really seemed jealous.”



“Jealous” I said “Of course I’m jealous; hell I had had threesome fantasies for years.”



“You have? I didn’t know you have fantasies.”



“Everybody has fantasies Lizbeth.”



“Yes but never talked about yours.”



“Well, I’ve thought about threesomes, in fact the whole idea excites me.”



“Me too,” my wife said in a soft voice. She came close to me and pressed against me. She looked my crotch; I was sporting a huge hard-on.



“Honey” I said to her “Why don’t we go to bed?”



“To bed or to sleep?”



“To bed”



Ooo000ooo



I took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom, we seemed newly married. As so many years ago she went without a moment of hesitation. Once in the bedroom I pushed her onto the bed and hopped on top of her, both of us fully clothed, and started dry humping.



“Hey lover, I don’t know has gotten into you but I like it.” Lizbeth was getting a bit flustered.



“I hardly could wait to get them out of the house.” I said panting heavily.



“I have an idea” she said,” let me get my blonde wig out of the closet and will pretend I’m two girls” She told it jokingly, but I was in flames.



“Won’t work” I said after some consideration, “It will be just a game not the real thing.”



“Ok no wig, but I have another request.” She said.



“What is it?”



“Tell me your fantasies.”



“Now? You know them. It involves me and two women.”



She asked, “I’m one of them?”



“Of course you are, I love you and I wouldn’t cheat on you.”



“Who’s the other one?”



“Jesus Crist, how can I know, nobody in particular” Now, I’m not one for swearing, in fact I don’t like to and not for any religious motive but a dream is a dream, a fantasy is that, a fantasy; why do woman try to complicate things?



“Well don’t you have an image of her?”



“No, I don’t, it changes.”



“What happens in your fantasies, Rick?



“Nothing much, I just make love to you and to the other woman” I didn’t want to say much, I wanted to see where her thoughts were going.



“That’s all?” I didn’t know why but she seemed disappointed.



“Well, not quite. After I make love to both women, they—ahm—make love to each other.



Lizbeth looked at me with, was it embarrassment? Was it indignation?



“You are kidding me, aren’t you, Rick?”



“No, that turns me on” I looked at her a little uncomfortable. “How do you feel about it?”



“Well, I don’t have anything against it, I guess—but I wouldn’t want to do it myself”



“Come ooon Lizbeth; don’t tell me you haven’t fantasies?”



“Well yes, I have.”



Now I was anxious, “What are they about?” I asked her while I continued to hump her; this unusual conversation in between me and my wife had my cock hard as a rock.



“Well, sometimes I think about getting screwed by lots of men at the same time. Some are sucking my tits, others are licking my pussy and the rest are fucking me in the ass or in the cunt.”



At that my hard cock had started to deflate, “You talk dirty, don’t you?”



“What’s the matter love; don’t you get excited by my fantasies?



“Yes, it’s fun too, sort of exciting.” I wasn’t excited at all and my flaccid penis was a real proof for her.



I had rolled off her and was caressing her tits, this felt good and I knew she loves it when I do it. Anyway I was feeling kind of excited again and I stated kissing her, long and hard and passionately, my tongue flicking into her mouth and tangling with hers. She returned my kiss, showing her hot, lithe, slippery tongue into my mouth.



“You would like to be with two women at the same time but you don’t like me having the same desires, I mean you, me and another guy, don’t you think it’s a little egoistical on your part my love?” She had me there, what is they say? < What is good for the goose is good for the gander>, or the other way around, doesn’t’ matter.



Anyway it was refreshing, after so long a time, to our stale marriage this kind of give and take.



It was as if we had never fucked before. I took Lizbeth and unbuttoned it roughly and played with her tits caressing them over her white bra. I could see she was getting excited; her nipples were erect and hard and her breathing was getting a little on the ragged side. Lizbeth showed her hotness doing something she hadn’t done for a long time, she reached between my legs and took my cock and squeezed it over my pants.



Oh my, how I desired her; I grounded my penis against her hand so that her fingers were jammed against my cock and balls; I dropped my hand down into her crotch and started to fondle her. It was almost six years in which we had sporadically indulged in fucking and our foreplay was just enough to get her lubricated; not like our first six or seven years of marriage in which we had fucked like rabbits. This night was different.



I stroked her thighs and her calves as if it was the first time and they trembled; her cunt juices began to flow copiously then, almost out of practice, fumbling I reached around her back and released the clasp of her bra. She rolled over to let me pull out her blouse and the un-fastened bra, revealing her tits in their entire splendor.



The evening had been exciting and I was naked and in bed in less time than it takes me to say it; I was hard as steel and my dick was larger than ever before and I took my time to take off Lizbeth skirt and panties, when I did I found she was wetter than she had ever been. I wanted her completely naked this night because I was feeling the evening had been one of excitement for her too.



“You know Rick; I’m picturing Art, Betsy and Barbara and imagining in my head what had happened between them, it’s weird, it’s probably wrong; it goes against everything I had been taught, but it turned me on in a very remarkably way.”



“I too had pictured the three of them in bed together. It is like a dream. Two beautiful women, always loving, always ready and willing to fuck; it is the variety every man dreams of and very few has and even those few who managed this feat seldom, if ever, are able to win the affection of two beautiful women.”



I reached with my hand down to my wife’s crotch and toyed with her cunt hairs and her pussy lips, they were wet to the touch, Lizbeth was as excited as in the first years of our marriage. I liked that. To my surprise she returned the favor, first time in so long I didn’t remember the last time; she squeezed my prick with one hand and my nipples with the other. For the first time in eons instead of getting myself sufficiently excited for my wife I had trouble maintaining control. I kissed her again twirling my tongue around hers.



Then I pulled away bent down and took nearly a quarter of one of her small but perfect breast into my mouth and sucked on it. I licked and pulled at her nipple until it was swollen almost to the size of a marble. I then repeated the whole process on her other tit. Lizbeth was gasping with excitement and as she told me later her mind was full of her own fantasies.



Meanwhile I had my finger buried deep in her cunt hole and was gyrating it around , scraping the sensitive tissues now swollen with her lust and coated with her juices.



She began to moan and murmur about something I didn’t understood but seemed like she was talking about somebody and it wasn’t me, her body was quivering when I touched her. All of a sudden her hips began to jerk upward rhythmically, driving me crazy and my fingers deeper and deeper into her body.



Lately she had asked me we made love in darkness, a total change from that uninhibited lovemaking in full light; in the dark room I was free to give the woman on the bed beside me any name and face I fancied. Actually as our love sessions had diminished with time, I gave her several—in my mind’s eye of course–; girls and woman I have known in the past, I imagined myself touching them and their hands touching me. None was Lizbeth.



And then my mind was again full of the threesome. I wanted for us the same thing but was sure Lizbeth would never stand for it. Or would she, Now that Art and Betsy had accomplished the same thing?



And even if she would go along, how in hell would we find a girl to join us? It had been an accident that Art and Barbara had gotten together and that Betsy had accepted the whole thing. Well, perhaps me and Lizbeth will never be two parts of any threesome but my mind has no such limitations. Anything can happen there and surely did.



My need was growing exponentially beyond my ability to control it. It had been great to fondle my wife in the darkness and imagining her a variety of other women, but now I needed to fuck, to stick my prick into her soft, warm, wet, sticky pussy. I wanted to plough through her damp pubic hair and plunge my cock so deeply into her as I could.



After twelve years of married life Lizbeth knew the signs, could feel my need, my heavy breathing the rough movements; she was ready too, she rolled over on her back and spread her legs; as I rolled over on her I could feel she was on another place, maybe fantasizing?



I slowly slid my cock into her waiting cunt. There was a moment’s resistance; was she denying me? What was she waiting for? A fantasy made reality?



I was not to be denied and stopped being the attentive lover and pushed hard into the enfolding softness of her vagina; as my pulsating organ slipped along the swollen tissues I felt as if she were squeezing and grasping me. Oh what an incredible sensation.



I heard a thousand voices on my head that of my former and faraway lovers—fuck me Rick, don’t stop, don’t stop, suck me, suck me; you are the best , you know how to excite a girl…—It was a cacophony of long ago heard voices.



I drove insanely deeper and deeper until my cock was encased fully by Lizbeth pussy. Then I started to pull out, I rose and my cock came almost entirely out my wife’s pussy, then I pushed back slowly till I was all the way in again; I did this over and over and with each stroke she became wetter and wetter, her insides swollen and my cock closer to spam and cumm inside her.



Again my mind started to wander, only this time I was fucking two girls, one of them was Lizbeth for sure but I was inside the other one and try as I might I couldn’t make her face clear, what I could see was Lizbeth lying beside the both of us watching me hungrily, waiting for her turn. In my mind I reached for her and stuck three fingers in her pussy.



Lizbeth was bouncing like a madwoman beneath me and as a consequence my bulging cock was being unbearably stimulated and I was afraid to discharge before she reached her climax. I bore down hard, very hard, jamming my pelvis bone against her clitoris. In a few moments my wife was snorting with passion, her hips were twisting and turning so fast that to maintain rhythmic movements were no longer possible.



“Oh, Oh¡ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” the groan was long and drawn out and I was happy and pleased it had been a good one for Lizbeth. Now it was my turn.



I pick up the pace of the thrusts inside her finding my own rhythm now. Then my mind filled again of erotic images, this time were of other woman…and Lizbeth, I and another girl and then there were the image that was the mother of all images, an image I found exciting, incredibly exciting, Lizbeth and another woman playing with each other, making love. In my mind’s eye I put her first with a mutual friend Joan, then it was Barbara, and then amazing thing she was with BETSY. I pictured the two women feeling each other’s tits. Fingering each other’s twats, kissing deeply, their tongues intertwining—with Art and me looking them— and all the while I was pounding and pounding, in and out, in and out.



I could feel the tingling in my sac and in the cord that started beneath them and run up through the center of my cock. The fantasy of Lizbeth and Betsy grew even sharper, they were rubbing their tits together now, in my mind’s eye their nipples were scraping together and their pussies were rubbing and their hairy bushes tangled together.



With my eyes closed tightly shut my mental energies were concentrated in making the picture clearer. And when the two women suddenly stiffened in my mind and jerked spasmodically, I came.



With a rush my white thick sperm shot out my iron-hard cock deep into Lizbeth’s vagina, flooding her; again and again my ass muscles clenched and released, each time propelling more cumm into my wife, slowly the twitching died down and I was spent, empty. The fantasy vanished from my mind and I was on top of my wife, after coming more powerfully that I had come in years.



Lying in the bed with my chest heaving and my cock with a mixture of Lizbeth and my own juices I wondered why it had been so marvelously good for me tonight and I supposed it had been good for Lizbeth as well considering her exclamations, gasps, shouts and cries of delight when she was cumming. I thought the new element were Art, Bárbara and Betsy; their story had turned me on like never before and it was evident it had turned on Lizbeth as well. Maybe I could still hope.



I rolled off her, lifted from the bed and went to the bathroom I wiped my still dripping cock, took a mouthful of mouthwash witched it around my mouth and spat it into the sink. Then I went to the bedroom and to bed, turning on the light Lizbeth’s first words were,

“Honey, what were you thinking of when we were screwing.” Her words were languid.



I was surprised by her question, “Thinking? Oh, nothing important”



“Come on Rick, I know you we have been together forever. Those fantasies of yours; weren’t you thinking of them we we were fucking?”



I was astounded by her swearing, she had never done before,” Oh, well yes, I guess so.”



“Tell me.”



I looked at her, there was no threat here, she wasn’t mad or anything, she was just smiling. I felt embarrassed, but what the hell.



“Well, I was thinking of you and another woman.”



“We were in a threesome?”



“Yeah”



“Anything else? Tell me it’s all right.”



“Well you see…I was imagining that the two of you—I mean you and the other woman— were—uh—doing things to each other.”



“Oh, wow, that’s interesting.” She said with a fake surprised expression.



“All right, what were you thinking?”



Lizbeth blushed as deeply as I had never seen.



“Come on, fair is fair.” I said jokingly.



“All right, all right I was thinking my last times usual fantasy.”



“And what is that if I can know it.”



She told me, “I was imagining several people around me, men and women for equal. One man was toying with her nipple while and somebody was sucking the other, a third person was playing with her pussy lips and one another was twiddling with a slim forefinger her asshole. All four were gazing at her body hungrily. And she heard a rough a voice saying —I’m going to fuck me that cunt—, and a soft voice telling – let me suck that beautiful tits—, and anther also soft voice said —you wait your turn bitch, you were diddling her ass—, and a fourth deep voice closed the imaginary discussion telling the imaginary others—that ass is mine, I’m gonna fuck it till she screams.”



“Wow, you were really turned on, didn’t you?”



At that Lizbeth said “Sure did”



Listen I said, “This has been a fantastic night I think we should always tell each other fantasies. Before or after doesn’t matter. It’s very exciting.”



“You have a deal.” And Lizbeth extended her hand.



“Now if we only could find some girl to join us.” I said, mostly in jest.



We both laughed uproariously and ended the night kissing gently and tenderly.



Chapter 4



It was a change in our usual habits, that night after our lovemaking session we didn’t drop to sleep immediately. It had been an unusual evening and conversation was in order.



“You know, I don’t remember anything has turned me on this much since the last time I saw a porn movie.” I commented.



Lizbeth looked surprised, “You went to a dirty movie? That’s not like you Rick.”



“Hell” Now I was at the defensive and I didn’t know why, “I didn’t went to a theater I saw it home, besides hasn’t everybody seen a porno at least once?”



“Well, I haven’t.” she said, and I knew she was lying, she hadn’t, not on a theater but in her laptop but I kept to myself. “I can’t believe you do and I thought you weren’t interested in such things.”



“Well I had done it a couple times, no big thing and have been recently mainly since you lost the desire to make love.”



“What do you mean? It isn’t exactly true.” This time her voice was subdued and she knew to be the truth.



I looked at my wife lying beside me on the bed. She had never seemed more appealing to me, never more loving, she was questioning me, that’s right, but there was no tone of accusation in her voice, just interest, just desire to share.



She bent over and kissed me, “Go on dear, you were telling me something.”



“Yeah I guess I was, well the movies aren’t all of it; there are the erotic books.”



“What erotic books? I thought you didn’t like then. You even turned them down when Art offered some to you once.”



“I know, they are those, Art brought them I few days later when you weren’t home.”



“But why do keep the secrecy at all?”



“Because I know you don’t like that kind of material and Art wanted for me to keep them till Barbara’s thing was fixed.”



“Where do you keep them? I have not seen them.”



“In the basement; they are in the laboratory in a box with my chemistry equipment.”



“Those books in the basement—would you mind if I looked at them Rick?”



“Me mind? No, not at all just don’t read them when I’m here.”



“Why not, you’ll know I’m reading them and I know you have read them. Couldn’t we read them together?”



“My, my, Lizbeth, you are starting to turn me on again. Talk about interest in sex; you have been showing more tonight than in the last six years. How come? I have a feeling that you have some sexual secrets from me too.”



Suddenly my dear wife had absolutely nothing to say. But it was evident the whole relationship was suddenly new. The two of them just hugged silently immersed in love for the other.



“I have an idea” I said. “I’m going down to the basement and bring up some of my dirty books.”



“Our dirty books” Lizbeth corrected me.



“Right”



I started to scramble out of bed with Lizbeth watching me when she asked. “Are you sure you’re up to it? We have already fucked once tonight you know.”



“Just watch me I have a new set of sexual muscles you haven’t even seen.” I said joking about my sexual prowess. I put on my sleepers and padded down the hallway to the basement door.



In reality I had Art magnificent porno collection in a heavy trunk locked because the supposed danger of the chemicals in it. The collection consisted of hundreds of dirty books and magazines with a few films to complete the package. The books were of every sort—from plain, no-nonsense hard cover porno to high class literary type erotica. In one corner of the trunk was a stack of semi pornographic picture magazines and in another corner there was a stack of genuine porno magazines, most of them from Denmark or Sweden.



I stood over the open trunk trying to decide what to bring up to show Lizbeth. At first I almost picked up a stack of the soft core picture magazines. Then I reconsidered, what the hell if she wants to see risky material let her see anything, I wasn’t forgetting the porn show she was looking at her computer; so I gabbed at random, I took some of the hard core books, some soft core stuff and some of the really dirty magazines.



I clumped up the basement stairs, books in hand and padded through the hallway back to the bedroom, duping my treasures down on the bed beside Lizbeth. To my surprise she had a delightfully wicked smile on her face.



My wife pawed through the selection I had bring back to bed and asked, “You mean you have been keeping this from me all these time.”



I nodded sheepishly, “Wow some of this stuff is fantastic.” She said as she got one of the Danish hard core magazines, one with full-color photographs of men and women fucking and sucking each other. Some pictures were of group sex and one had two girls eating each other’s pussies.



I’d been watching over her shoulder and my cock was getting harder and harder, “what do you think?”



“I think they are amazing. Could you buy this in our town?”



“If you know where to go”



She put down the Danish magazine and picked up one of the hard core books, opening it to where a page had been folded down.



“I folded the pages to mark the parts I like better.” I told her.



Lizbeth was reading, “So I see.”



“What part are you reading?”



“Well it seems that Ralph is inserting another finger in Penny’s cunt and she is moaning and groaning and her hips are twisting and tossing.”



“Yeah”



“You know Rick; this stuff sounds kind of juvenile till you get into it.”



“It’s turning you on?”



My wife looked at me with mock coyness, “Mmmmm-hmmm.”



I bent over and read over her shoulder; the whole scene was getting to me. My cock was standing hard and proud again. Put a hand on it and started to play with it, something I’ve never done in my wife’s presence.



She noticed and suddenly, “Here, let me do that.”



I was astounded, “Well…”



“Would you rather do it yourself?” She seemed disappointed.



“Just for a while” I said perturbed.



“Ok, but you don’t mind if I look every once and a while you know, while I read.”



“No, no, I’d like that and I’d really dig if you played with yourself a little bit. If the stuff starts to get you, you know.”



My wife looked at me and said smiling, “You would like that?”



“I’d love it.”



We sat on the bed for quite a while, reading and masturbating and sneaking glances at each other—shyly at first, the totally without shame.



“Honey” Lizbeth said her breath a little ragged, “do you ever—ah—err—jerk off?”



My answer was less than honest, “I guess everybody masturbates at one time or another.”



“Honey, that’s not an answer, is a copout.”



“Well yeah, you are right. I’m sorry. Yes. I do jerk off, sometimes in the bed, occasionally, when I ‘sleep late’; in the bathtub every once in a while. In the bedroom…”



“Reading your books?”



“Sometimes”



There was an uncomfortable silence between us for a few moments.



“How about you Lizbeth, do you jerk off?”



“Yes” Her voice was small.



“When do you?”



“Same places you do, I suppose just no books.”



“Would you do it, reading books if you had them?”



“I suppose, oh hell sure I would. And some of these pictures really do the job for me.”



“Well, I have an idea. Let’s tell each other from now on when we want to.”



“Before or after?”



“Before. I mean if I want to jerk off one night instead of fucking, couldn’t I just tell you and vice versa?”



My wife thought it for about a minute, “It would be a lot more honest.”



“You are right darling, I have a feeling that as long as we stay honest in everything with each other, we’ve got it made.”



We both turned back to the books. “You know,” Lizbeth said, “there may be some nights I want you to jerk me off— instead of fucking, I mean.”



“I’d love to if you are going to reciprocate.”



“You bet.”



“It might even be fun for us to jerk off and watch each other.”



“Mmmmmmmm.” she approved.



We turned back to the books, sometimes playing with ourselves, sometimes with each other.



“Which of the books and pictures turn you on the most?” I asked her with curiosity.



Lizbeth grinned slyly looking at my eyes and fingering her hairy cunt, “Well.” she said, “I like this shot.” She was pointing with her free hand to a picture in a Danish porno book; in it, two guys, one of them black, were fucking a slender blonde girl. On was fucking her in the pussy, the other, the black man was being sucked off by the girl.



“That excites you?”



“Mmmmm Hummm” She then turned the page; there, the white fellow was eating the girl his red tongue sticking directly into her cunt hole. The black man had his cock halfway the girl’s asshole.



“What about that one?” I asked.



“I like that one too.”



The next picture depicted two girls and one man. They were in a triangle, the guy sucking one girl, who was eating the other girl who was sucking the guy. Their faces distorted with lust.



“What about that one” I asked anxiously, “do you like that one too?”



“It is interesting” she admitted.



“Would you like to be one of the girls?”



“I don’t know, maybe be. It’s sure exciting to imagine it, that I will say.”



“That’s amazing, you are really turning me on” I said excited.



“So I see.” and she reached for my steel hard cock, “And what about you honey, would you like to be the guy?”



“Damn right. Of course the chances that I’ll ever be in that situation are mightily slim.”



“Yes I guess so.”



Now I was really excited, “What do you mean—you guess—so?”



“Well is pretty unlikely we’ll ever find a girl like Art and Betsy did”



“Would you be game for something if we did?”



“I’m not sure, maybe.”



It was too much, here as my wife enjoying the pornography Art had collected for years and I have in custody, getting herself turned on looking at hard-core pictures and playing with herself while I watched and telling me she may even consider a threesome with the right girl. My cock was as hard and swollen it was almost painful.



Lizbeth has not looked so exciting to me for a long time. There she was, her hair cascading down the pillow, naked, her nipples hard and erect, her hand between her thighs, buried in curly pussy hairs, gazing—no, staring at the erotic pictures.



I couldn’t resist and reached for her, I put my hand on top of hers, the one she had between her legs and pushed my index against hers. Our two digits sank inside her hot moist pussy; I started to push and press the palm of my hand directly on her quivering little clit and she sighed so deeply.



I glanced at her, she had let the book slip to the bed and her eyes were closed; her beautiful shaped breasts were heaving with excitement. I bent over her and captured one of her brownish –red nipples in my mouth and started to suck no it. Lizbeth breathing rate increased almost instantly and I felt her erect nipples grow even more as I sucked them.



Then I felt a hand grab my pulsating prick and I practically came in that moment keeping my control barely. She opened her eyes looking at me and fighting for breath she commanded, “Rick, I want you to fuck me NOW; I want you to shove that prick in me, stick your cock up my cunt and rim it into me.”



I hardly could believe what I was hearing, in our more than twelve years of marriage she had never talked to me this way, she had always been a prim and proper one.



She went on, “I need to feel you inside of me my cunt feels so empty, I want your hairy chest clawing my nipples; I want you inside me—now, I want you to fill me with your cumm.



I pulled roughly her legs apart and rolled over on top of her. In one violent motion I jammed my cock into her pussy; the thrill of sliding into her warm, wet tissues almost set me off again but I tightened the muscles of my buns to hold on and then started to stroke into her.



Again and again I rammed my prick into her cunt, throwing my entire body against her each time and every time I slammed into her Lizbeth hips jerked upward hard to meet me. She was moaning and sighing loudly with each motion now and the noise made me frantic with excitement.



Then to my surprise– and I say surprise because it was eons since last time—I felt my wife pushing a hand down between us into my crotch, gently she grasped my balls; oh what a delightful sensation it was, the first since I don’t know when and then her other hand she took one of mine and pushed it underneath her ass. I took the hint and I extended my index finger until it touched her extremely sensitive anal sphincter, Lizbeth nearly leaped out of the bed in response, thrusting herself violently against my body and plunging my hard cock deeper into her soaping cunt.



We pounded against each other again and again, each time more furiously. Her fingers fondled my balls sending excruciating thrills coursing through me; the finger with which I was touching her asshole suddenly I pushed it into her and with the tip of it I could feel the pumping of my prick in her vagina.



At this moment we were not a loving man and wife, we were two rutting animals coupling, eager to slake our passions with each other’s bodies, hardly conscious of our rationality. We writhed and twisted on the bed, arms and legs flailing frantically diving toward our ultimate gratification.



Lizbeth moans had turned to scrams and now I heard another groan, it was me. my cock larger than before was slipping and sliding back and forth in Lizbeth warm and wet love tunnel and I could feel the sperm flooding my pulsating cock.



Again and again we slammed into each other; suddenly my wife let out a long keening whimper and her body stated a quivering motion as if she were having a convulsion. It was as if a switch on my penis had flipped on. I had passed the point of no return; I lifted myself up off Lizbeth one more time and then fell down on top of her driving my cock deeper into her beautiful body. I felt my cock erupting and propelling hot sticky of white cumm into my wife’s vagina. I flooded her with it and soaked both of us, her fondling fingers in my balls urging the last spurts out my body.



Finally it was over; except for our rasping breaths there was only silence in the bedroom.



“Wow, that was amazing, I think it was one of my best comes ever.” I said quietly.



“Yeah, same here” She said.



“What you did with your finger was very hot.” Lizbeth said.



“Yeah? You were doing pretty good things with your fingers in my balls too.”



“We have to do more things like that again and other things as well.”



“Yes” I replied thoughtfully, “you now, it’s almost like a miracle to hear you say that; I thought we were going to spend the rest of our marriage screwing in the missionary position about once every two weeks or so.”



We broke into the kind of giggling laughter only heard between satisfied lovers. I drew Lizbeth into me but this time wasn’t for passion but for love. We hugged tightly for several minutes and then kissed, softly and gently. We went to sleep that night content for the first time in years, believing in our marriage again. We didn’t know yet but something remarkable had happened to us.



Chapter 5



For the next weeks our married life seemed like that of newlyweds, in fact it was better than that of newlyweds, sexually speaking. We were as remarkable inhibited as we were after our first year together and I had taught her most of what I knew about fucking and lovemaking. We had returned to be absolutely responsive to the desires of the other and above all we had again been honest in expressing those desires.



We screwed at night, in the morning before showering and going to work and on some occasions as Lizbeth came home early and unexpectedly to change for a late reunion we had a very satisfactory oral sex. It was almost a dream of constant sex and love again. If given a chance neither Lizbeth nor me would change a single thing of the other.



One funny incident occurred about six weeks after our re-encounter with our former life. One of the married women lawyers working with Lizbeth called her apart at lunch time.



“Listen, I just gave your name to a sex researcher. I hope you don’t mind.” She said a little breathlessly.



“A sex researcher? You have got to be kidding. Where did you meet a sex researcher?” Lizbeth was astonished.



“On the telephone. A lawyer friend of mine gave my name to him; he is writing an article about the married sex life of professional women for “The Metropolitan Magazine” and he is interviewing middle aged professional women in the New York area. After the interview he sends you 500 dollars.”



“Are you sure all its legal? Are you sure he is on the level?”



“Yes, I called the Magazine and they confirmed he writes for them.”



“And what does he ask?”



“Oh he is very scientific questioning, nothing dirty, you know.”



“Um-hummm. Where did he call you?”



“Oh, he called me at the office first and I told him it wasn’t a good place and I told him to call me home, in the evening at seven.”



“What about your husband? Where was Jim?”



“Oh I knew he had a meeting in the factory and would be home late; not before ten or ten thirty, that gave me enough time for the interview.”



“When do you think he’ll call? Well he interviewed me yesterday; maybe he’ll call you today sometime.”



“Let’s see if he does.”



“Well if he does let me know; I’d even like to hear what you tell him “She giggled and Lizbeth with her.



The more she thought about it the more Lizbeth wanted the man to call. She only needed to arrange at what time the interview would proceed so she could decide where she would be. If the researcher wanted it to be after work hours she would call me and tell me she had to work late in a new case she had; Lizbeth could not make the interview with me on the house or her colleagues in the office. She thought she had to be alone.

That same afternoon the sex researcher called her. “Hello is this Dr. Elizabeth Murdock?” The voice was deep and melodious.



“Yes, and I’m talking to?”



“This is Dr. Marvin Frank. I’m writing an article on the marital habits of New York area professional women for “Metropolitan Magazine”.



Your name was given to me by a Dr. Alice Brown, can be she?”



“Yes, she told me you would be calling.”



“Now Dr. Murdock I realize that this is an unusual situation and that you have no way to be sure you’re not talking to some kind of nut; so I’ve arranged for you to check my credentials at the magazine. Simply call 588-4942 and ask for the editor Mr. John Plot he will confirm my credentials.”



“Ok Dr. Frank, that’s all right, I’ve already talked to Dr. Brown and she says your credentials are all right.”



“I want you to be sure” Dr. Frank insisted, “remember I will be asking some rather personal questions. I’d appreciate it if you check me out if you have any doubts.”



“That won’t be necessary, Dr.”



“Well. Dr. Murdock when it would be convenient to you?”



“Could you call me in an hour and I’ll confirm you the hour and the phone number I’ll be on.”



“All right, an hour will be and thank you.”



I elected that moment to call Lizbeth and tell her I had a late teachers meeting in the school and I didn’t’ know how long would I take. “Hi honey, it’s me Rick, what? … You are waiting an important call? Ok, I’ll make it quick; I’ll be late tonight dear …What? …No, no just a boring teachers meeting about the school budget…yes, love you too, by dear.”



Before the hour had passed Dr. Frank called Lizbeth again, “Dr. Murdock, Dr. Frank here again, when would it be convenient to you? …When? …at nineteen hours, yes, yes I have it. Don’t worry I’ll call you and thank you Dr.”



Ooo000ooo



At nineteen hours on the dot the phone in our house rang and Lizbeth answered it. She was in her bedroom, she felt tired and lazy.



“Hello.” Her voice had a little tremor.



“Dr. Murdock? …, Dr. Frank speaking … all right. Let’s proceed then. First let me tell you that the article won’t mention you—or any of the other women I interview—by name. I am largely gathering statistics. However, the text of the article may contain a few case histories, if yours is one of them it will be sufficiently changed that no one, except you, will be able to identify the history. Is that satisfactory?”



“Yes, quite.” Answered Lizbeth.



“One more matter before we begin” Dr. Frank went on, “Compensation. Upon the completion of this interview you will be mailed five hundred dollars; this payment is given no matter what answers you give to the questions. I am about to ask. However I must request that you do give some sort of answer to each one. Is that satisfactory?”



“Yes, very.” Lizbeth was getting an anticipatory tingle in her loins.



“Excellent. Let us begin the questionnaire then. Could you give me your age, the age of your husband, how long have you been married, and the age of your children, if any.”



“I’m thirty two and my husband is thirty five. We have been married twelve years and we have no children.” She lifted her feet up to her buttocks at the same time opening her knees wide open, the hem of her dress slipping over her thighs revealing the dark valley between her legs and the piece of cloth covering her pussy.



She reached up to the night light over the bed and switched it off. Now the bedroom was pleasantly dark and she waited for the next question.



“All right” said the voice on the phone, “How long had you known your husband before you married him?”



“I have known him for over five years and dated two years.”



“I see, did you have any serious romantic entanglements before you met him?”



“No, I was very young when I met him the first time, and after nothing serious; he was my first serious boyfriend.”



“I see,” The researcher voice was objective and cool.”



“You were a virgin, then, when you got married.”



“Well no, not really.”



“I see; did you surrender your virginity to your husband to be?”



“Yes.”



“Could you briefly describe the circumstances?”



“Yes.” Lizbeth was getting a kick out of this, “it happened when I was eighteen years old.” She stopped not knowing exactly what the man wanted to hear. “My parents had a beach house in the Hamptons that summer and Rick came to visit one weekend. The nights were warm and beautiful and we spent hours walking on the beach in the moonlight; the second night he was there we just necked for hours near the sand dunes; there were no one else around and even if there had been we couldn’t have been seen. Well, one thing led to another and before we knew it, well…”



“You had intercourse with him.”



“Yes”



“Did you find that first occasion pleasurable.”



“Not at first” she was squirming a little on the bed. “It…well, it hurt just for a little while. Then we just did what came naturally and it was really enjoyable.”



“Did you have an orgasm?”



“Yes.” Lizbeth voice sounded surprisingly small and childlike as if she were reliving that moment again. In a way she was, lying there in the darkness. Her juices began to flow.



“Did you engage in any foreplay prior to the act?”



“Foreplay? There was so much of that we almost didn’t get around to the real thing, if you know what a mean.”



At that moment the researcher chuckled, “Did you often have intercourse with your husband to be before you were married?”



“Whenever we had the chance” Lizbeth was almost breathless.



“And you found it enjoyable?”



“We sure did.” She crossed her legs and squeezed her thighs together tightly.



“Were there any other man in your life at that time? Did you have sex with anyone else?”



“No, not at that time”



“I see. How would you describe your reactions to sex, at first?”



“That’s a hard question”



“In your own words” Dr. Frank prompted.



“Well” she started thinking back on it, “It made me feel very warm, very loved, if you know what I mean,”



“Go on, please.”



“I don’t know what to say exactly. Maybe you should ask me questions.”



“Of course if that’s your wish. Now, did your husband to be touch your breasts and if so, how did you react?”



She remembered Rick hands on her tits for the first time. The old sensations flooded through her, it made her feel lustful now as it had been then. “It excited me I guess.”



“Did you take all your clothing off and, if so, how did you react to that?”



Lizbeth started to caress languorously her mound and crotch; she was getting turned on by the phone conversation.



“Dr. Murdock?”



“Oh yes, yes, as a matter of fact he did undress me and then looked intensely at me, I felt like a movie star.”



“Did you began to lubricate?”



The question was shocking yet logical as her body was answering the question with independence of her will with aYes.



“Yes I did.”



“Did he attempt to stimulate you digitally?”



“What?”



“Did he use his finger on you?”



“Yes,” Lizbeth she said softly, she was recalling that time on the beach while fondling herself as she answered. “He did do that.”



“And how did you react.”



She was silent for a few moments; she was beginning to be carried away with her self-stimulation, “React? Well it excited me even more.”



“I see, let me write down what you said; well, shall we move no to later occasions?”



Lizbeth had pulled her skirt up to her hips now and her fingers were rubbing directly against her pussy hairs, sliding along her furry slit now slippery with her abundant juices. It was all she could do to listen to the questions coming over the phone.



How was your sex life when you were first married?” Dr. Frank asked.



“We had a very good sex life at first.”



“How often did you have intercourse?”



“Oh, almost every day”



“Did you always have an orgasm?”



“Almost always.. It was pretty easy for me.”



“Did you ever have intercourse more than once in a night?”



“From time to time”



“And did you cumm on those occasions?”



When she heard the word cumm Lizbeth set off.



She slid a finger into her hole, which was sopping by this time and for a moment she rimmed the hairy opening and then she just pushed her finger in. She felt as if she had been entered by a cock.



“Yes, I did” she answered and wondered if Dr. Frank noted she was short of breath.



“And did this frequency continue?”



“Well, there was a time when we didn’t have sexual intercourse so often, I guess it was after we really got used to each other.”



“Did your sexual desire diminish at that time, in addition?”



“Oh, no”



“Well, then, what did you do to satisfy it?”



By now Lizbeth’s finger was sliding in and out of her cunt hole and she’d pressed the palm of her hand tight against her clit. It was her favorite way to jerk off.



“Pardon?”



“I mean, did you have sex with other men?”



“No, not for a long time” Her reply was almost a gasp; she was feeling her nipples hardening and the first fluttering of orgasm ran through her body, she slowed her hand motion a bit, she wasn’t ready.



“Then did you masturbate?”



“Yes.”



“Now Dr. Murdock I’m taking notes, forgive a minute.” And Lizbeth could hear the scratching on paper, reassuring her of Dr. Frank scientific objectivity. “Let’s follow, how often?”



“How often?”



“Yes Dr. Murdock how often did you masturbate?”



“Oh, I don’t know two or three times a week I guess.”



“How are your sexual relations with your husband now?”



“Fantastic.”



“And yet you had told me you had sex with another man.”



“That’s true. But it was a once time.”



“About ten weeks ago, I guess.” Now, she was playing again with herself, talking about her infidelity was heating her insides, her juices were leaking out now staining the sheet and soaking her skirt; she extended her middle finger of the hand that was playing with her clit until it reached her anus and then rimmed the rim of the tight little opening a bit. Her hips started bouncing on the bed.



“And did you find it pleasurable?”



“Yes, very.”



“Did you repeat the experience?”



“No.”



“Do you intend to?”



“I don’t think so.”



“Why.” The researcher asked,” After all you have told me you enjoyed it.”



“That’s true.” She was fingering herself so furiously now that had a hard time just to speak, how much more talking and holding the handset at one time. “But things with my husband are so good now I’m not interested.”



“Is something wrong Dr. Murdock?” the interviewer asked concerned.



She was excited and her pulse was racing and her body was beginning to quiver, it was several seconds before she could answer, “No, everything is alright.”



“Does it excite you talk about such things with me?” Dr. Frank asked.



She was tossing and twisting in the bed now, somehow she had managed to insert another finger into her pussy, “Yes” she said before she could rationalize the implications of her answer.



“Are you masturbating now?”



“YES, yes I’m.” she said throwing caution to the wind.



“Are you close to cumming?” Dr. Frank inquired.



“I—oh—yes, yes I’m.” She moaned.



“I’m too Dr. Murdock” the researcher said and for the first time Lizbeth realized that he too seemed short of breath. “I’ve been playing with myself all the time while I’ve been talking to you. My cock is so big now I can barely get my hand around it. You’d like to suck it now, I’ll bet.”



The effect of Dr. Frank’s remarks on Lizbeth was electrifying; as she listened her entire body suddenly went rigid and the tiny pulsations in her clit turned into a single explosion. “Oh, Ohhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhgggggggg.”



“Mmmmmmmf, Mmmmmmmm, MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFF.” Were the sounds from Dr. Frank side of the phone line.



Then there was silence, Lizbeth held the handset in her hand and waited. Suddenly there was a click and a dial tone. Dr. Frank or whatever his name was, was gone.



Later, Lizbeth called her coworker Dr. Brown to check further on that man. It turned out that Dr. Brown, who had been called on recommendation of another woman lawyer, hadn’t checked the credentials of the man either with the Magazine.



That night Lizbeth talked about this matter with me, this wouldn’t have happened a few weeks earlier.



I did comment laughing, “Honey it’s incredible that this could happen to two lawyers. Do you thing the guy will call again?”



“No, I don’t think so; after all what would we talk about next time. He already knows everything there is to know.”



I laughed, “If he does call, honey, do you think we should notify the telephone company, or the police or someone?”



“Well, let’s just see what happens. If he calls again which I doubt, I’ll just tell him I’m not interested. That should do the trick.”



“Maybe” I wasn’t convinced at all. “And maybe you’ll encourage him.”



“I don’t think so sweetie.”



“How would you react if I called you one day and started to talk dirty to you?” I asked her with a wide grin in my face.



“I don’t know. Try me and see.” Her smile was practically an invitation.



Chapter 6



That night Lizbeth and me could barely wait to finish dinner. But I had an idea just how I was going to spend the evening.



“Listen honey, I was thinking about going bowling with the boys tonight.” I said my wife.



“Bowling” Lizbeth was surprised and obviously dismayed, “You haven’t been bowling in at least two years.”



“Well I just got the yen.”



“And what boys are you talking about. Ed and Bill aren’t much interested in bowling.”



“I’m going with a couple coworkers from school. You don’t know them.”



“All right, when will you be back?”



“Oh, I don’t know; around eleven or so, maybe a little before midnight. Expect me when you see me.” I said it jokingly.



I could see my wife was really hurt. “Ok lover, whatever you say.” It was the first night since our –breakthrough—that we hadn’t spent the evening together. I could see in her face that she was thinking I wasn’t telling her something and she was hurting. Besides she was horny, the sex researcher hadn’t cooled her ardor a bit.



“Are you going to see some girl tonight?” She finally asked me, “You know we have agreed to do so if the itch is strong, so you can if you want, but there is no reason not to tell me first.”



I looked at her curiously and I was about to say something and then thought better of it. “Come on honey, I’m going bowling, just like I said, you’ll see:” I finally told her.



With that I put on my coat gave Lizbeth a tiny little peck on her cheek and left without another word.



Lizbeth went to the window and I could see from the corner of my eye she was watching me. I went to my car and drove off.



About fifteen minutes after Rick had left the telephone rang.



“Hello”



“Hello.” A muffled and odd voice was on the other side.



“Who is this?”



“It’s your lover baby. Just a friend who wants to shove his cock up your pussy”



Lizbeth almost dropped the phone in shock, her voice uncertain she asked again,” Who is this.”



“No names baby, just call me cuntsucker.”



Lizbeth felt her face redden and slammed the phone on the hook. Then she tried to collect herself; before she could seat on a chair the phone rang again. “Hello.” Afraid the same muffled voice would respond.



It did. “I don’t like when cunts hung up on me, that makes me furious. Get it?”



Again she hung up, but there was something about the call this time that puzzled her; for the barest of moments she thought the voice had something familiar but it was impossible to identify what was familiar.



With her hand on the phone it rang again.



“I’m coming after you cunt.” The voice said before she could say even hello.



Then she laughed. She knew the voice; she was almost sure so, she hung up the phone, gently this time, and went into the living room, to wait the mugger. She didn’t have to wait long in a few minutes there was an impatient pounding at the door. She went to answer it and opened the door just a crack, playing her part to the hilt.



The crack was more than enough for her uninvited visitor: he pushed the door open violently almost knocking her down. The intruder, a man of medium size, wore a new overall and a silk stoking over his head. Lizbeth restrained a smile.



“Hey, you are a better looking piece of ass than I thought.” the man mumbled under his cover.



“Wa…what are you going to do with me.” Lizbeth said, her voice showing the fear of the silent movie variety.



“You know well what I’m going to do to you,” came the muffled response, “I’m gonna fuck you and suck you till you scream begging for mercy, I’m gonna make you into a nympho.”



“Oh no, please don’t do that I have been faithful to my husband all these years and it would be a sin if you do anything to me.” Lizbeth looked like the leading actress of a very bad film.



“That’s to fucking bad.”



In that moment the intruder pushed her, “Oh, don’t hurt me sir.”



“Head to the bedroom, you bitch.” He commanded.



She did. On the way he grabbed her from behind, his rough hands cruelly squeezing her tender tits from behind. Then, holding her with an arm around her neck the intruder ran his hands down her body, over her ribs and stomach, darting finally into the space between her legs. He griped her pussy pushing his fingers into her roughly.



Then he released her and gave her another shove toward the bedroom, “Now bitch, get me some nylons and when you do go to the bed and lay down on your back, or your precious husband won’t see you whole again.”



Lizbeth did as she was told and the intruder quickly took the nylons tying Lizbeth arms and legs to the bedposts, she lay there spread-eagled and helpless. Then the invader began to undress himself and with a menacing voice said, “Just hold on baby, I’ll be with you in a moment.”



He unbuttoned his coverall shoulder straps and pulled off his shoes, then he took off his crisp new coveralls and stood there in his underwear; his cock was poking forward ominously stretching out his jockey shorts. With one hand he reached back, grasped his undershirt and nearly ripped it off, and then he jerked down his shorts pulling his socks at the same time. Now he was totally naked, his curved prick protruding from between his legs like a bayonet. Only the thick nylon on his face remained.



Lizbeth stiffened and whimpered turning her face away from the naked man, “Leave me alone please, I’ll give you all the money and my jewelry if you do.”



“Fuck that lady,” the man snarled, “I came here for your body and that’s what I get, not your bloody money.”



The man approached the bed and ripped open Lizbeth shirt and skirt exposing her underwear, “Ahh, that’s more like it.”



He reached down and grabbed her bra and panties ripping then off her body, throwing them to the floor his hands grabbed her tits with his fingers tightly gripping the pinkish brown nipples, squeezing them. Then as suddenly he released her tits and slid his hands down her body arriving simultaneously to her hairy crotch; the intruder shoved his fingers through the curly hairs down into Lizbeth pink pussy lips. The woman’s entire body shuddered with his touch.



By now the man’s index finger was probing Lizbeth clit, flicking at it, pressing it and rubbing it. The little organ responded immediately, it swelled to nearly triple of her usual size; the man touched it again and the little button seemed to twitch.



Around the clit Lizbeth pussy tissues were glistening with love juices; her body shook with every touch from the man, her legs tied to the bed pulled as wide apart as she could and tried to open herself to him even wider. She even thrusted her pelvis upward pushing against his probing fingers.



The intruder didn’t seem anxious to prolong the thing so he pulled himself up on the bed between her legs, his cock was rock hard and his body was tensed by his eagerness.



Then he did the unexpected, he bent down and put his head between her long, shapely, tied thighs and pushed his tongue through the nylon stocking into her pussy lips. At first he just slid his tongue up and down her slit, lapping up her cunt juices and tangling his tongue in her pubic hairs. The, he aimed at the center hole and swirled his tongue around her hairy rim again and again.

By this time Lizbeth was twisting and turning as much as she could tied up as she was, her breath was ragged and she moaned in excitement, her whole body concentrated on the pleasure the man was giving her, despite the fact that he was forcing her to his will.



The man without warning jammed his tongue deep into Lizbeth cunt hole using it as if it were a cock. Lizbeth pelvis lifted from the bed driving against his violator tongue, pushing it more deeply into her.



As suddenly the man pulled his tongue from Lizbeth pussy and smashed it against the woman swollen clitoris. The cry was deafening at the contact and the man twirled his tongue around the little nubbin of flesh, lapping it, scrapping it, rubbing it again and again until the swollen tip of sensitive flesh was spasming with each touch.



The man pulled his mouth out from Lizbeth pussy and then threw himself gown upon her, full length, driving his tongue still glistening from Lizbeth’ fluids into her mouth. His cock was pressing hard against her pussylips.



Surprisingly, maybe, Lizbeth responded to the kiss; she was so excited now that even though she was being forced she could not stop herself from responding to the man’s sweaty lust. Her tongue met his tasting her cunt juices and then drove her tongue deeper into the man’s mouth.



At her twat she could feel what seemed to her, an enormous dick pressing against her hairs. What a contrast this manner was with her husband usual normal practice. The intruder manner was totally different. He was crude, brutal; he shoved into her tender tissues his huge cock like a giant piston. Deeper and deeper he plunged his cock until she felt her vagina was filled completely, stuffed to capacity by the pulsating organ. Then, this first thrust completed he let himself slide back out of her, for a moment she felt abandoned but then he thrust into her once more, filling her even more if that was possible. She rose to meet him, her ass muscles tightening spasmodically as he again slid back.



This continued, slowly. He pumped back and forth, pulled out and pumped again, each time, it seemed, pumping deeper into her. Lizbeth was by now swimming in her own juices, her clit was throbbing, her insides were a mass of hot desire, her breath was ragged and noisy; she moaned and groaned and her tights twisted tightly against her bonds.



By now the intruder was puffing like a steam engine, with each stroke he left his entire weight drop over Lizbeth squashing her tits with his muscled chest. Almost imperceptible the man’s motions began to speed up and Lizbeth pelvis speeded up to match his; soon they were smashing against each other, their sweaty bodies slipping and sliding against the other every time the intruder drove into the woman.



Now bare flesh slapped against bare flesh in the old aged rhythm of fucking; inside her tender tissues Lizbeth could feel the man’s cock twitching and throbbing and she knew it wouldn’t be long now. And then it happened, hot gobs of sperm shot into her cervix again and again, seemed an endless flow; in response her own body, out of any volitional action, stiffened and spasmed, her cunt squeezing spasmodically against her assailant cock, milking the cock of every drop of cumm.



The man just lay on her and then with his cock softening a bit and shrinking he rolled out of her. The man reached over and unfastened the nylon stockings holding Lizbeth to the bed. Then he stripped off the other stoking, the one over his face.



“That was unbelievable, Rick.” My wife said.



“Thanks love, I thought you would like it.”



“You really had me fooled at first, you know.”



“You mean that first telephone call?”



“Yes I really thought it was an obscene telephone call.”



“It was, the only thing unusual about it was its source.”



“I’ll say.”



“Did you like being tied down?”



“I lived it” and with that Lizbeth bent over to give me a loving affectionate kiss, “Will have to do it again, some time.”



“Maybe we will. But there will be no announcement. I want to be a surprise every time, besides I have some other things up my sleeve.”



“Don’t tell me.”



“Don’t worry I want to surprise you.” And I kissed her.



For several minutes, they just lay in each other’s arms. There was a silence for a while and then I spoke again. “I do have a couple secrets I don’t have told you.”



“Don’t worry Dr. Frank your secret is safe with me.”



I was astounded, “How…how did you know …?”



“I didn’t at first, later happened this fake rape episode, and then all Dr. Frank contacts were women lawyer coworkers from my office, that made me think.” She said it calmly, “Now, what was your other secret?”



“You are sure? I don’t know if you would like it too much.”



“I’d like it less if you didn’t tell me.”



“Okay, is about your friend Joan.”



Lizbeth started at the name. Joan was a coworker and her friend since law school. She was married to Michael, also a lawyer, she was a pretty little thing but I had never expressed any interest for her before.



“You mean, Joan as the…”



“Yes, but don’t worry dear, there is nothing going on betwe us and there has been.”



She sighed thankfully.



“You know, I had always had a yen for her.”



“You have? You never mentioned anything about.”



“I know but I’m saying something now. I’m not in love with her or anything but I would enjoy a tumble in the hay with her.”



Lizbeth smiled. “I guess that’s normal. Fact is I wouldn’t mind a little hanky panky with Michael.”



“That’s great; we’ve found a married couple we both would like to fuck.” I was enthusiastically happy.



“Wait a minute, just what have you in mind my sexual maniac husband?” She protested.



“Well, I thought, it you were willing we might do a little experimenting with them.”



“Experimenting?”



“Sure. I wouldn’t mind if you fucked Michael and I don’t think you’d care if I screwed Joan. We could have a ball talking about later and it could make our friendship with them closer.”



“Maybe so” Lizbeth was intrigued by the idea.



“Do you think they would go for the idea?” I was excited.



“Joan always had a sort of wild personality but Michael is pretty straight-laced. It would have to be done very carefully.” Lizbeth said.



“I know” I said, “But the real question is, are you willing?”



Lizbeth grinned an elfin grin, “Why not?”



“Great”, I said “Now we have to figure out just how to seduce them.”



“That won’t be easy. Do not put your hopes too high” My wife said.



“Just invite them to dinner next Friday night and leave it to me.”



“Okay lover,” Lizbeth said smiling, “That should be something to see.”



After that we went to sleep in each other’s arms.



Chapter 7



The dinner invitation to the couple of Joan and Michael was extended and accepted, nothing inussual about that. We have often friends to dinner and viceversa. If it was true Joan and Michael as a couple weren’t as close friends as Art and Betsy, they were certainly seconds, considering the friendship of the two women, very important to both of them.



It was a new situation in our marriage and during the few days before the dinner we discussed the swapping idea thoroughly.



“Do you thing will be jealous when it comes right down to it?” my wife asked me.



“Frankly I don’t think so. After all, you and I have a lot more going for us than just sex. We have twelve years together; we have trust and affection for the other. How can Joan and me have that after a night in the sack, or you and Michael? I want you to enjoy yourself; hell maybe you’ll even appreciate me more.”



Lizbeth laughed uproariously, “I’m sure I will.”



“How would you feel if I screwed Joan?”



“I don’t think I would be jealous. Not if you tell about it.”



“Tell you about it? Hell maybe we’ll even wind up in the same room.”



Actually our conversations went along longer than that. We talked about how we would feel afterward, or on subsequent occasions. We discussed how the whole thing might affect our relationship with our friends from now on. We even talked of other friends that might offer the same possibilities.



The whole idea hadn’t exactly sprung full- fledged from my mind; since our “Breakthrough” both of us had read together the erotica and porn books that involved spouse-swapping scenes. We had even saw porno movies that had stories about couple-couple swapping; and as a plus we had gotten some swinging magazines –put out—by swinging sex clubs.



This magazines to the amazement of Lizbeth featured page after page of pictures and ads of people looking for other people to switch with. And switching wasn’t the only topic mentioned in the magazines. Gays, bisexuals and lesbians advertised for partners. Couples advertised for singles to join them in a threesome. There were more risky magazines advertising sadism, masochism, bondage or discipline.



Do you think those ads are for real honey?”



Lizbeth asked the first time she saw the magazines.



“Sure they are, if you look at those pictures carefully you’ll see that some of those girls are actually reading other issues of the magazine. And then there is so much variety. I can’t believe any publication could survive on phony ads like these for very long.”



“Maybe,” she said doubtfully “But it’s hard for me to believe that so many people are involved in this sort of thing.”



“I think the magazines carry ads from only a fraction of those involved,” I said to her, “There was an article I read about a research by the Kinsey Institute that calculates the number of swingers in the USA in about ten million people and between five to ten percent of marriages.”



“Yeah, but how they know.”



I smiled and shrugged, “there is a way to test it.”



“I know, answer one of those ads.” My brilliant spouse said.



“Sure or answer several of them, or put in an ad ourselves.”



“I don’t know if I ‘m ready for that yet, sweetheart. “Lizbeth commented.



“Me neither.” I said but I was lying and I think Lizbeth knew it.



But the idea persisted, the ad magazines were a little far out, at least for my wife, but Joan and Michel weren’t. After all they had a stable marriage—and thus they were not a threat to ours. They were an attractive couple and both sensible. They only question was; were they game? And the answer to that would come Friday night.



We prepared carefully for that night, Lizbeth prepared a banquet and I cleaned and put the apartment in tiptop shape and after everything was ready we dressed to the teeth. The only needed thing was something to break down their inhibitions. We thought wine and liquor even, was too tame. And I thought and said aloud “we need marijuana”. We have smoked it before in a couple parties and we know that as well as recreational it could be very inhibiting; it permits you throw away any embarrassment to the side, this now was the case.



I called Art, he knows the weed provider, with no luck. Then I tried a cousin who was ending college; the kid didn’t have much, but he was willing to give me three or four joints; that he assured me would be enough for four people to get stoned the whole evening.



“This stuff is dynamite” he assured me.



By the time Joan and Michael were due to arrive we had everything ready. Almost punctually for them, they rang the doorbell. There were the friendly greetings and the usual kisses and handshakes routine. The usual flirtations. The first part of the evening was like a dozen other the four of us had had together. Our wives talked of their things and we, the men, talked about football and the funny things our wives do.



Dinner was every bit as good as Lizbeth had planned it to be. The talk was the usual banter that went on between us and Joan and Michael; talk about movies and plays seen or to be, plays we could like to see together, talk about food and restaurants, Talk about mutual friends, and not surprisingly talk about sex. We had been quiet the innocents with them about our sex life and had even traded some erotic material with them. Tonight I was decided the sex talks was destined to take a new note.



After dinner Lizbeth and Joan cleaned the table and the kitchen while Michael and me retired to the living room.



“I got some good grass, should we light up.” I said him.



“Why not?”



I brought out the packet, picked a magazine from the rack in the living room, spread everything out on the cocktail table and started rolling joints. I had enough marijuana for four of them and when I finished we lit up.



“I was looking at that wife of yours tonight.” I said as casually as I could, “You know she is quite a piece of ass, no offence meaning, you understand.”



Michael grinned, “You have good judgment, sir and may I return your compliment. There are few pairs of boobs quiet as juicy looking as your wife’s.”



“Yeah,” I said, “And they are as juicy as they look.”



There was silence in the room as both of us drifted off on the grass and our fantasies.



“It’s too bad.” I said reflectively with a soft tone.



“Too bad, why it is?”



“Well, if we were all uptight, we could switch for a night. You could take Lizbeth and see how magnificent those tits are and I could have a little variety, with Joan of course.”



“Would be fun, wouldn’t it.” Michael said reflectively.



“Sure would. But the girls would never go for it,” I murmured, “At least I don’t think so. Girls have this crazy idea that sex and love are inseparable. It seems like only men have discovered that sex can be fun by itself.”



He nodded still thoughtful.



“I have an idea,” I said as if I have discovered the atom, “Lets tell them we’ve decided to swap, you know, sort of a joke and see how they react.”



Michael laughed. “Ok but just as a joke.”



“Sure, it will never happen. We both know that,”



At just that moment both the girls walked into the living room. “You both know what?” Joan said picking up the smoldering joint and taking a drag.



“That we are going to have a great time together tonight.” I said looking directly at Joan’ eyes.



She passed the joint on to Lizbeth, who took a drag and passed it to Michael.



“Sure, don’t we always?” Joan said using a bantering tone.



“Sure we do,” I said, “But tonight will be even better.” I took a drag on the joint, got up and sat down next to Joan on the couch.



Joan’s eyebrows rose, “just what do you have in mind?”



“Well” I drawled, “Michel and me were talking while you girls were on the kitchen and we decided that it would be great fun to play swichies; I had always had a yen for you and it turns Michael had a yen for Lizbeth.”



Joan shot a glance to her friend, who was smiling gaily. “What do you say, Lizbeth, are you attracted to Michael?” It was hard to tell if she was serious or joking.



“Sure,” my wife said. “He is a good looking guy. I have thought about screwing with him from time to time.”



I looked at Michael and almost laughed, there was a look of shock on his face. What he had started out as a joke didn’t seem so funny anymore.



“What about you Joan” my wife asked her friend, “Could you get interested in Rick?”



“Could I? I already am.” She edged close to me on the couch.



“Now wait a minute” Michel said nervously. “I’m not sure I like this. It’s all good and well to joke around but doing things is entirely different.”



“Don’t mid him, he’s a stick in the mud. Always will be” Joan was annoyed.



“That’s not so, but I have my idea of marriage and it doesn’t include fooling around with someone else’s wife; or letting my wife get laid by another guy.” Michael protested.



“You mean you don’t think either spouse should be unfaithful, right?” I asked, “No cheating, right?”



“Right”



“But would it be cheating if you knew what Joan was doing, from beginning to end? Would it if you give her permission? Would it if she give you permission? Would it if you could actually see each other?”



Michael was stumped for an answer, “Well, well…” He finally said, “Maybe not cheating, exactly but I believe that love and sex go together.”



“Bullshit, you mean you that when you are walking down Fifth Avenue behind some good looking chick and you gets a hard on just watching her, you got to love her to enjoy screwing her?”



Again, Michael had trouble coming up with an answer, “I guess not but I do love Joan.”



“Right and I don’t but I sure as hell would love to fuck her. And wouldn’t you love to fuck Lizbeth on that basis?”



Michael just nodded; the discussion was getting out of control so far as he was concerned. “What do you think about all this Joan?” he asked his wife.



“I think I agree with Rick:” she answered her husband.



Lizbeth and I looked at each other significantly. It was exactly as they had expected. Joan was ready for anything. Michael needed convincing.



The joint went around again and again while they discussed the idea.



“I think husband and wife should have a special relationship, an intimate one.” again said a morose Michael.



“Intimate? Do you think sex is the most intimate thing you can do?”



“It’s way ahead of whatever comes in second place.” Michael said with a smile this time, pleased at his repartee.



“I don’t agree.” Intervened Lizbeth, “I think that good talk could be a lot more intimate than sex.”



“Well I guess so,” Michael replied, “but what does that prove?”



Then I said, “Tell you what, Michael, I’ll take your wife into the bedroom and have intimate conversation with her and you can have an intimate conversation with mine right here. Is that all right? Would you mind?”



“No I guess not.”



“But you would mind if I screwed your wife, even without the talk?”



Michael was having a lot of trouble defending his position by now, the, “I thing I’m basically monogamous.” He said weakly.



“Don’t bullshit me, you mean you have never wanted to screw another woman.”



At that moment Michael had no reply. The conversation went this way for more than an hour, with Rick, Lizbeth and Joan all trying to convince Michael to go along with the idea; bit by bit he began to yield but he still had objections.



“Even if I buy everything you say and—I’m not sure I do—I’m worried about what it may do to our friendship. What would we say to each other afterward?”



“I hope I’d tell you that your wife is a great lay and that you’d say the same.”



Michael just shrugged; by now he’d admitted that he’d like to bury his cock in my wife. He’d admitted that he wouldn’t really be jealous if I did the same to Joan; he’d admitted that any other position amounted to a display of insecurity and a fondness for nineteen century morality, suspicious in one so young.



“Look,” I said to everyone, “I think we shouldn’t do anything, at least not tonight; Michael is just too uptight. Let’s talk about after he thinks about it.”



“We could do something less than screwing,” Lizbeth suggested. “I mean, we could get naked, after all we are close friends. We should be able to be nude in front of each other. Would you have any objection to that, Michael?”.



“No, I don’t think so.”



“We girls would even go first.” Joan suggested.



“All right, all ready. Go ahead. If I stop this you’ll say I’m a party popper and I wouldn’t want anybody to think I’m a party-popper.” Michael accepted.



Ooo000ooo



The girls didn’t need any more invitation than that. They scurried into the bedroom, laughing and giggling. We, Michael and I waited impatiently for them. When I looked at him I saw he had a bulge same as mine in our pants. The odor of marijuana had spread throughout the house and all of us were floating and laughter was always close.



After about ten minutes the two women came out of the bedroom both wrapped in huge bath towels. They sat down on the couch with us, Michael and me on opposite chairs.



“If you think you are nude you are only fooling yourself.” I said in anticipation.



At that Joan dropped the bath from one shoulder allowing a tit to peep through for a moment. I had only gotten a glimpse but I wanted more; it was a beautiful conical tit with a large, eruct red nipple on the end.

Joan nudged Lizbeth and my wife dropped the towel briefly showing both of her large, soft looking tits. Her nipples too, were standing tall. At that both girls at a time let the towels slip to their waists.



I gazed with undisguised hunger at Joan’s slender body; the when I glanced in Michael direction he was practically hypnotized by Lizbeth’s fabulous tits.



Still holding the towel at her waist Joan motioned me over to the couch to sit beside her. Lizbeth dis the same with Michael and we accepted their invitation. Almost as soon I had sit down Joan’s hand was at my crotch stroking my bulging cock through the fabric of my pants and fondling my balls. I looked over at my wife and saw she was doing the same to Michael.



If this kept for a few more minutes I would be jamming my prick up Joan’s pussy and Michael would be doing the same to my wife. It was hard to believe, fantasies like these rarely come to be true; yet, that’s what was happening.



Without warning both our wives got off the couch and lay down on the thick, red shag living room rug, side by side, their towels still wrapped around their loins. I watched in astonishment as Michael got off the couch soon after, his eyes glazed by both lust and pot, and headed for the women.



He crouched down between them and then suddenly thrust a hand under each towel up the women legs until he had reached both crotches and the Michael stared finger fucking both, Joan his wife and Lizbeth and from the looks on the girls faces he was doing and splendid job.



To me it was all too much; I leaped off the couch and grabbed both towels finally revealing the women in all their glorious nakedness; Michael had a forefinger buried deep in both hairy crotches and was massaging each clit with his others fingers.



“Move over buddy,” I told him and he pulled away from Joan concentrating all his attention on Lizbeth. I took his place toying gently at first and then with mounting passion with Joan’s pussy hairs. It was the first woman, besides Lizbeth, I had touched since we were married; and how strange the situation was. Joan’s pussy hair was much denser than my wife’s and where Lizbeth was voluptuous; Joan was boyishly slender, except where it really counted.



I found the differences tremendously exciting, my dick was growing like a flower in the desert after the rain and I had an overpowering desire to taste Joan. Just as I was almost to bury my face in her thighs I noticed Michael was frantically striping off his clothes. Ha, Michael reluctance had turned into eagerness; as I was hardly really to let him beat me to the punch, I too, started stripping off my clothes.



The entire scene was unbelievable, at least to me, both Joan and Lizbeth were lying naked in the living room rug, both of them squirming in heat; in a moment, I knew, Michael would be jamming his cock into my wife’s pussy hole and I would be doing the same—the two switched couples fucking within two feet of each other.



As soon as I was naked I returned my attention to Joan who had been waiting for me impatiently. I grabbed my cock and almost immediately began stroking and fondling it; at the same time, out of the corner of my eyes I could see Michael approaching Lizbeth.



I bent down towards Joan succulent cunt until my nose was tightly pressed against her mound hair. It was strange feeling, Joan’s pussy was at the same time identical to Lizbeth yet different, her musky scent seemed a bit heavier and her muff hairs were more tightly packed.



I tentatively stuck my tongue into the forest of pussy hairs, looking for and sensing the sensitive tissues beneath; they were already moist when I touched them. I shoved my tongue against Joan’s clit—a smaller yet, sharper protrusion than Lizbeth’s and flicked it a bit. The slender, dark haired woman hips twisted to drive my tongue against her with more pressure and she sighed in the process. I could feel my cock quivering with the excitement. I was getting the mother of all hard-on.



Besides me, Michael was now lying over my wife, his chest squashing her boobs, his thighs pressed tight against hers, his hard cock poking into her stomach; I knew it wouldn’t be long before they were fucking.



I nudged Joan getting her attention and then pointed at the pair beside us. Joan watched for a moment and the turned back to me, she slowly stuck her glistening tongue out of her mouth and lewdly licked her lips; it was an invitation and I was not one to refuse. I swung my body around until my cock dangled over Joan’s mouth as my own face was in front of her pussy.



Almost instantly I felt a hot tongue toying with my balls, my cock grew another half an inch in no more time that it takes to tell it and I felt an explosion gathering steam on my nuts.



Without even thinking about it I dipped my head down between Joan’s thighs again and my tongue darted through her pussy hair the tip making contact with Joan’ hard little clit, I pressed and her body jerked in response, I rubbed it and her hips twisted, it was as if I had found a switch. At the same time a felt a pair of moist lips kissing the head of my cock and the they were joined by a wet, rather rough tongue which scraped along the underside of my prick, for a moment I thought I was going to cumm right then and there.



To distract me I looked around and saw that Michael had finally entered my wife’s pussy and by the look on her face she had received him with undisguised pleasure; her eyes were hooded and her entire body was flushed red, a sure sign of passion. Again and again Michael reared back and plunged his dick into my wife and he too was lost in his passions. All of those arguments he had exposed earlier that evening were forgotten as if he had had never an objection in his life.



With each stroke of his cock Lizbeth hips jerked upward; it was a very familiar movement to me but I had never watched it at this distance, it was very strange, almost as if I were watching a porn movie staring at my starring wife.



But then there were that sensation on my cock, those unbearable soft wet lips and that snaking tongue scraping my most sensitive; Joan had her mouth around my cock and was sliding her lips up and down, squeezing now and then. My entire body seemed to be throbbing with excitement and it felt as if the head of my prick was a huge balloon, now rapidly blown up b somebody and nearly ready to pop.



My own mouth was busy too, my tongue was sliding up and down Joan succulent slit and I was slurping up her tasty pussy juices. Then on one stroke I paused at her cunt hole rimming it again and again as if my tongue was being irresistible sucked into her vortex, as if that opening was a whirlpool. I jammed my tongue into her hole exploring the crevices and byways of her vagina, lapping up pools of cunt juice that seemed to be waiting for my tongue.



I went deeper and deeper, my face now being pressed so tightly against Joan’s pussy that I could barely breathe. The odor of her sex was so overwhelming I felt totally immersed in it. Beside us I could hear the fucking sounds of my wife and Joan’s husband; Lizbeth was moaning her usual moans and Michael’s body was slapping against hers in the good age-old rhythm of fucking. It couldn’t be long before his cock went off shooting gobs of come into her.



I was practically drunk with lust, it have been few the times I had been so excited in my life and Joan’s lips were partially responsible, they were sliding sensuously up and down my painfully erect prick, at the same time she was alternating she was alternating sucking the tip of my cock and gently blowing into it. It was a maddening sensation. The other part responsible for my excitement was at my side; my wife was fucking another man.



Suddenly to my surprise and bewilderment Joan wriggled out from under me, pulling her cunt way from my face and released her hold on my dick, and then she turned over, got up on her haunches and presented her ass to me. I knew what she had on her mind I wasn’t going to hesitate. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her to me, doggy style and I sank my prick in her pussy to the balls from behind with all my force. It seemed to come out from her mouth.



With my hands I reached and captured Joan’s tits from behind; I squeezed them and fondled them as I pumped my cock into her again and again. Now I could feel she was very different from Lizbeth; her pussy hole was smaller than that of my wife, her body was slimmer and her tits less developed; it was a thrilling difference, not that there was anything wrong with my wife, just different.



I could see Joan had turned her head and was watching her husband screw Lizbeth and I did the same. The two of them were really going at it, while Michael thrusted hard with his cock into my wife’s pussy, Lizbeth was rising spasmodically to meet his challenge; their actions were almost violent now and with Lizbeth moaning as she was I knew my wife would be coming in a few moments.



Now I devoted my efforts to Joan. Again and again I pushed inside her first pumping slowly then more and more faster; I plunged in, pushing my cock into her as deep as it would go then I pulled it almost all the way out before shoving it in again. Joan’s well shaped and tight ass matched all and every one of my strokes, I pushed forward she pushed back toward me. I could her breathing fast and rough, rasping the air inside her chest and her moans becoming rhythmic.



Suddenly I felt as if a dam had broken and my cock starting twitching frantically, “Oh my god I’m coming” I yelled loud.



“Yes, come in me you stud, you bastard, come in me …” Joan shouted at the same time my sperm flooded her vagina and she convulsed falling down on the rug below me with me on her back, our mixed fluids seeping out of her on the rug and soaking our mated pubic hairs.



Floating down the space after our mixed orgasms, with a kind of mist in my eyes I managed to look at my side to see the other couple fucking and to my surprise and shock I realized they had been watching while Joan and me were fucking; now Michael was driving into Lizbeth as if he were a pile driver, jamming his cock into her as if he were trying to poke a hole through her.



Lizbeth was grasping for breath, her entire body twisting and turning, her hips bucking like a horse who desperately wants to throw his rider but my wife didn’t throw him from her, she wanted to fuck; she was buried on her own passions and lusts, jerking her body up with the single minded aim of gratifying her bodily desires.



With one big whopping plunge Michael jammed his prick into Lizbeth and I could see his ass cheeks quiver as he shot off inside Lizbeth’s pussy. Lizbeth as usual went suddenly stiff pushing her body upwards against Michael’s grunting as her own spams overtook her, at this time she was more animal than human and I had never desired her more.



Then it was over; the moaning and gasping and slapping of flesh against flesh came to a stop and the four of them just lay there, exhausted. After a bit they disentangled themselves from one another and one by one they went into the bathroom. The four of them soon found themselves sitting together in the living room, naked, tired but happy.



“You know Michael; your wife is a fantastic lay.” I said breaking the ice.



“I was going to say the same of yours.”



The women looked at each other, grinned and, “You know Joan, your husband is a fantastic lay.”



Lizbeth said amused and imitating me.



“Yeah? I was about to say the same thing about yours,” as she smiled broadly.



“That was some scene,” Michael said half to himself.



“Were you jealous?” I asked him.



“Not a bit.”



“Was Joan unfaithful to you?” I pressured him.



“No way, you know it really turned me on seeing her fucking with someone else.”



“Same here”



I lit a new joint which promptly passed between the four of us shrinking steadily as it passed from hand to hand.



“Got something good to eat?” Michael asked Lizbeth.



“Damn right”



“I already know about that, I mean some ice-cream or cake or something.”



In a moment, the four of us still naked were feasting again, this time on food. There were to be a new easy camaraderie between us, a new level of closeness.



“What would your mother say if she could see us now dear?” Joan asked Michael.



Michael burst into an explosive laughter, spraying everyone with cake and ice-cream, “I think she would have an stroke,” answered him crying from laughing so hard.



“And what would your mother say about her virginal daughter?” I asked Lizbeth.



“I think she would try and committed to an insane asylum,” she said with a shrug of her shoulders; the thought didn’t seem to bother her in the least.



I was enchanted; Lizbeth had dramatically changed in her views about group sex and swinging since we had the conversation with Art, Betsy and Barbara, I still held out hope that she would change her mind about a threesome with another woman.



“The world has certainly changed, hasn’t it?” Joan said rhetorically.



“I’ll say,” Lizbeth said. “just a few years ago if I had found that Rick had fucked you I would had wanted a divorce immediately, now my main concern is that the two of you enjoy yourselves and let me watch because it makes me hot.”



A couple hours later after being all satisficed in every way Joan and Michael said their good byes and left our house.



“We’ll have to get together again soon.” Michael said.



“I’d like that,” my wife responded.



“Does it seem that everything we say has a double meaning these days?” Joan asked.



“Nope, just one meaning and I like it,” I said.



Once the door closed and we were alone again we looked at each other with elfin grins. We have something new to share and it was a great thing.



I pulled Lizbeth to me and hugged her.



“Lover, you surprise me,” She said pushing her crotch against my already hardening cock.



“I love you and I have the feeling that the more fucking we do again, the more we’ll want to do.”



I said while she pressed her tits against my chest, she was getting excited again.



“I love you sweetheart.” I said softly and gently.



“I love you too, darling,” my wife replied, “Let’s fuck.”



And we headed to the bedroom.



Chapter 8



We saw Michael and Joan frequently after that first evening of group sex and the sex became better and better, free and easy; it reached a point in which we had to plan our evenings carefully so that something more than sex happened. We went to movies, plays and bowling, then we went to either their apartment or our house and fucked.



And always when we returned home after we have switched and fucked and each couple went to our respective homes, Lizbeth and I would make love, these times more tenderly turned to the other than we had been before.



Still, our groupal sex, good as it was never reached again the heights of the first time. That seduction, that loss of “virginity” couldn’t be repeated. We, Lizbeth and me, talked more and more about swinging and the magazines of the swinging action. If a little variety had and was good, we thought more variety would be better. But even then, we wanted more than just sex for its own sake. We wanted to like the people we screwed, be able to talk with then before and after, be able to go out to dinner and dancing with them, to be genuinely friendly with them.



We studied the swinging magazines for ads that seemed interested in that sort of relationship; there weren’t many, just a few.



“Let’s answer one of the ads” I said



Lizbeth, “what’s the harm in it?”



“Who knows what those people are like?” my wife said objecting, “They could be real weirdoes, or the ads might be phonies; who knows, there might be ads by rapists or blackmailers.”



“Rapist?” I questioned her, “You must be kidding. Not unless it’s part of the game; besides, what would you do if someone would try and you were raped?”



Lizbeth shrugged, “Depends on who the guy is, I guess.”



“Exactly, and I just think you are rape proof, after all you have to be unwilling to be raped in this circumstances.”



Lizbeth socked me playfully in the arm.



“If you want my opinion” I went on, “the people who advertise in those magazines are exactly like us—except they are advertising and we are not.”



“You may be right, but I still don’t know.” She said doubtful.



“Ok if you don’t want we don’t ad but I think we should answer some of the ads, we could keep our last names out of it and set up some neutral place where we could see if we liked each other.



If we didn’t that would be that, if we did we could set up a meeting at their place or ours.”



“Maybe” She said and I could see my wife was still unconvinced.



“Tell you what honey, you pick out the ads we should answer— five of them—let’s say, there are plenty in the New York area to choose from, then, when we meet the people I’ll leave it up to you if you want we have sex with them or not.”



“Okay, you win.”



“No my love it’s not I win, or you win, in this we are together, I win if you win, if not I don’t.”



True to her word Lizbeth poured through the magazines picking out ads. Of the five she choose, three had pictures of the female half of the couple and all said they were looking #not only for sex partners but also close friends”#. In all the couples were about our own age; four out of the five lived in Manhattan and all sounded sensible and respectable. All the ads had the caption #no kooks or weirdoes, no B&S or M.”



I got the pictures I had taken of Lizbeth from the photo shop two days later and promptly sat down to write the responses to the ads, I write five nicely worded letters with the pictures of Lizbeth endorsed. I put them in large envelopes and sent them to the swinging magazine.



“I bet we never hear from even one of them.” Was Lizbeth comment.



“Bet we hear from all of them” I countered.



Actually four of the five couples answered our letters. The first couple, Ed and Sarah, lived near Manhattan and we arranged to meet them on Saturday for lunch. It was a minor disaster. We were nervous; we both dressed a bit and talked incessantly about what the couple we were meeting might be like and what in hell they would say them. Their ad had said # beginners in swinging, looking for same # which was what had attracted Lizbeth through I would had preferred someone with experience.



We got to the restaurant early, just early enough to grow even more nervous. At the appointed hour the other couple showed up; Ed, it turned out, was ten years older than he said he was and bald; his wife Sarah was tall and gawky. I took a look at her and wished I was somewhere else, and Sarah seemed scared to death for her part.



Forty-five minutes of broken and awkward conversation followed broken only by the arrivals and departures of the waitress. At the end of the meal both couples promised to call the other soon but it was clear nobody believed it.



That could have been the end of our swinging scene, except that when we got home there was a letter awaiting us, it was in answer at other of our responses. This time the couple was named Harold and Ruth, the letter contained pictures of them both and they seemed quite attractive.



“Can’t we just forget about the whole thing?” Lizbeth asked me.



“It wouldn’t be polite.” I insisted, “We owe then at least a phone call.”



So, I called. I got Harold on the phone and had a lively conversation with him, and then he asked if he could talk to Lizbeth and soon he had her laughing. Before we hung up we both had talked to Ruth and liked her.



Two nights later we visited Harold and Ruth at their apartment. There was almost immediate comfort between us. Apparently we, both couples, had a lot in common and making conversation was easy. We had an early rapport and I could see Lizbeth and Harold were comfortable with the other as we, Ruth and me, were. There were just a little inconvenience; Ruth was in the last stages of pregnancy and swinging would have to wait for a few months.

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The third couple to answer our response to an ad was Herbert and Cookie. After two brief phone conversations we accepted their invitation to their apartment. a new disillusionment, Herbert turned out to be a rather stout man in his middle fifties going fast to sixty and Cookie was near forty and with indistinct signs of wear. Both had been in the swinging scene for years. They tried to convince us to swing with huge amounts of food and drinks but one glance between my wife and me convinced us they weren’t our style.



Later Lizbeth said, “Three strikes and you are out.”



“Maybe” I admitted almost defeated, “on the other hand we still have to responses out. Who knows?”



“I know, I tell you we’re just not going to find anyone we like through these ads.”



“What about Harold and Ruth?” I said my wife challenging her although I was disappointed.



“They are a possibility, but don’t hold your breath you may die suffocated.”



Three days late there was another phone call, I answered and it turned out they were couple number four, Carol and Larry. It was Carol on the line and we talked for twenty minutes about how difficult it was to tell anything about someone through ads, letters or phone calls; we talked about sexual freedom and new morality etc.



Later I told my wife about, “You know, I like her, she seems to be bright and she has a sense of humor. Of course, she’ll probably turn out to be a pig but I have a feeling she won’t.”



Next Friday night we went to meet Larry and Carol at an East Side bar. Caro turned to be a smashing brunette with big eyes and big tits and Larry was—in my wife words—tall and ruggedly handsome. We liked them immediately and the feeling was obviously mutual. We talked for hours in that bar, about marriage, sex, love, friendship and meaningful relationships and where swinging fitted in; we agreed to meet at our house three days later.



We took off work that day to prepare the house as we had done for Michael and Joan months ago, but this was going to be different. No seduction was necessary, Larry and Carol were as eager as we were. Carol and Larry was a half an hour late — a nerve wrecking half hour– during which we wondered if our guests would be showing up at all. But show they did.



We were at the door to receive them when the bell rang. Carol was wearing a crocheted miniskirt under her coat that hid practically nothing; her tits were clearly visible through it and so was a dark patch of crotch hair and I had an instant hard-on. Larry wore knit bell bottoms pants and a jersey shirt with most of the buttons open; I saw my wife’s lust filled eyes open.



“Hi lover,” was Carol’s softly greeting as she looked at me with those huge beautiful brown eyes. She put her arms around me and pushed her body close in a gesture that could have meant only one thing then she kissed me long and lingeringly. We broke apart and I saw her husband and my wife had been greeting the same way.



“Now, that’s a nice way to say hello.” I said warmly.



“I agree, want to do it again?” asked Carol.



I’m not made of stone, so I took Carol on my arms and kissed and hugged her hard and passionately.



Then we went to the living room and sat down. We talked, smoke some grass and nibbled at the snacks we had prepared for more than two hours as if we had no hurry. When it began to look as through nothing was going to happen I got up went over and sat next to Carol putting my arm around her, she leaned against me languorously and Larry got up and went to sit in my place next to Lizbeth.



“Would you mind if I took your wife to the bedroom?” I asked Larry politely.



“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” he answered, “That should give you a pretty wide latitude.”



I took Carol’s hand and led her out of the living room. I had such a hard-on I was afraid my clothing would be permanently stretched out of shape. I was flying high, very high. Even before we had gotten to the bedroom Carol had her hands all over me, she was feeling my cock and fondling my balls, I pulled her close and she rubbed her nearly naked tits against me. I pushed my bulging cock into her crotch and she wormed her hands under my trousers from behind, sticking one soft feminine finger down the crack between my ass cheeks and titillating my anus.



“You know what I want?” she breathed in my ear.



“What?”



“I want you to fuck me, I want you to shove that big thing you have down there…” and she rubbed her crotch against my erect cock, “…as deep into my pussy as you can get it.”



In my mind’s eye that’s exactly what I wanted to do and my entire body broke out in a sweat, “You are very convincing.” I told her and pushed Carol toward the bed and then onto it, in a minute I was onto her both of us still clothed.



For several minutes I dry humped her, she responded to each of my movements as if she was reading my mind. And each time she moved she let out a little animal cry of desire. I had never, outside my wife, been with a woman so responsive.



At this rate clothing couldn’t last long—and it didn’t—as I unbuttoned Carol’s crocheted dress my hands on her tits as much as they were on the buttons, while she unbuttoned my shirt and unzipped my fly, often pausing to fondle my organ and my testes beneath.



I got up for a second and turned the bedroom lights low, just to be able to see Carol as a was screwing her; when I returned to the bed what I saw didn’t disappointed me, Carol had long, gorgeous, well-shaped legs, a neat trimmed patch of golden hair at her crotch, a remarkable slender waist and full rounded tits that stood out straight in arrogant defiance to gravity.. If I could have eaten her whole I would have done it right then and there.



Carol also seemed to enjoy what she saw as she run her fingers slowly over my entire body. Carol caressed me lightly touching the hair on my chest, kissing my nipples and licking my bellybutton and then running her fingers thorough my pubic hair, touching my balls and finally running her tongue over my cock as she hold it in a circle of her fingers. I had visions of penetrating her, fleeting feelings of that moment when my cock would enter her body.



Carol seemed to read my mind,” Oh, how I want you to fuck me,” she breathed into my ear as she nibbled on it at the same time, “I want you inside me more than I have ever wanted anything.”



Her words were like an electric shock and almost before I had a moment to think about it I was stretching myself on top of Carol with my cock probing her folds in search of that warm, wet tunnel that would give us both so much pleasure.



Carol moaned at the contact, she mashed her tits against my chest rubbing her hard and erect nipples on my chest hair; underneath me I could feel tights rippling sensuously, “Make it slow,” she breathed, “Only very special men can make come – it takes me so long.”



I had my cock into her pussy lips and I was feeling myself more like a bull than a man; her vagina channel was fully lubricated and she was more than ready. As I entered her she spread her legs and squeezed her cunt in the strangest way. It felt almost as if a vacuum were drowning me into her, sucked into her twat by a kind of sexual suction. Deeper and deeper my prick penetrated her, her tissues were incredible warm as if she had fever, she was so wet inside that penetration was just one long glide, and yet there was a roughness I supposed it was her G-point scraping my cock as it entered, sending thrills throughout my body.



I was finally fully inside of her now, impaling her with my cock; I felt like the infamous Romanian prince “Vlad the Impaler”, nailing her to my bed. Then I rocked back on my haunches slowly drawing my spear out of her. She moaned a long, low moan and her body moved at exactly the speed I did. Undoubtedly she was a woman who knew what would please and excite a man. It was as if each molecule in her body was devoted to fucking.



When I was nearly out of her I reversed direction and plunged hard back in, she rose to meet me until the two of us were completely plugged into each other and I could feel her astonishingly hard nipples poking hard on my chest.



Again a withdrew my cock slowly, this time entirely out of her and she moaned,



“Noooo, put your cock in me, fuck me…”



“Don’t worry,” I said breathing hard, “We have a long way to go.”



Slowly, slowly I reentered her pussy and again I retrieved my cock; I did this several times and each time I entered her I did something slightly different. I wasn’t forgetting her words # only very special men can make come #, so I pushed my cock at a different angle each time I entered her, from the left, next time I was pushing from the right, I stopped mid-way and made my cock muscle twitch inside her then completed the stroke.



Oh my god, her imagination wasn’t less active than mine; she squeezed me with her cunt lips, she moved her body so I touched her in places I didn’t knew, she changed the angle of her pelvis so her roughened insides scrapped me in different places each time I went inside her.



I felt I could go on for hours. I’d been fucking Carol now longer than I could remember fucking anyone else before in my life, including my wife Lizbeth. Yet my cock, if anything, was harder and longer than when we had started; most times my need for coming would had overtaken me but this night I was determined that Carol would come.



And she seemed to be getting there, albeit slowly any other women I had known; with each stroke she moaned and as the strokes piled up, one over the other so her moans grew louder. I could feel Carol’s body jerking involuntarily underneath me with each of my movements. After so much time of moving, pushing, jerking and fucking our bodies had a fine layer of sweat and our bodies were brilliant under the tenuous light.



Now as a way to achieve my goal of making her come each time I pushed my cock inside her vagina I mashed my pubic bone against her swollen mons pressing her clit. The little nubbin, now hard and swollen was receiving all kinds of stimuli and sensations.



On and on we went loosing track of time; I forgot who I was with exactly I even forgot whom I was, I only knew I was fucking and was being fucked, nothing else mattered anymore, at that moment it was the only fact of my life that mattered, the only sensation my body acknowledged.



Almost imperceptibly the two –headed monster began to move more frantically and the noise we were making grew louder with each passing moment. Carol was crying out now even on the out stroke, her body tensing and tensing, quivering and jerking uncontrollably.



Her orgasm struck me almost like a blow. Suddenly she lifted her body– and mine with hers as I was on top—off the bed with a single, convulsive movement. She screamed again and again – no moan or groan—a continuous scream that I got hair stand on end as it seemed the cry of a dying animal or someone experimenting total ecstasy, her wailing went on and on.



Her pussy muscles squeezed my cock again and again and finally I pushed one last time and my come came shooting out of my cock as water coming out a fire-hose. I emptied the last drop of my semen into her and yet she squeezed my glands and I felt myself spasm again and again, shooting the last remains of my milk into her flooded twat. Finally it was to much for me, I was empty.



“Please stop,” I said weekly, “I have enough.”



Carol didn’t say anything, just relaxed her cunt muscles. There was nothing left but the echo of her screams and the only motion left; the only sound that could be heard was our mutual gasping and heaving as we tried to regain our capacity to breath.



There was absolute silence between us and when I looked to the bedside clock I was amazed to discover I had been inside her for more than fifty minutes; it had been an unbelievable experience.



“I can’t believe what just happened,” Carol said in a low voice.



“Me neither”



“You are the only man who ever made me come that way—besides Larry.”



“I’ve never seen a woman come like that.”



Carol laughed, “Larry says its inussual. It doesn’t happen often, but is worth to wait for.”



“I’ll say it is,”



“I thought for a moment we were going to fuck for the rest of our lives.”



“I can imagine worse fates.” I retorted her.



“Me too”



“Maybe we wound better go into the living room and see what’s happening, they are probably wondering what happened to us,” I said, “no, on second thought they know what happened, I think all the neighborhood must know.”



Carol laughed and still naked we padded into the living room. Lizbeth and Larry were sitting there also naked, smoking and talking. It was obvious they had screwed and they had enjoyed it.



“Congratulations Rick.” Larry said.



“Thanks” I responded.



“You really did enjoy yourself didn’t you?” My wife asked Carol.



The brunette just nodded, a contented smile on her face, “And you?”



“Yeah, Larry is something else.”



“I know” agreed Carol.



“We have to do this again, soon.” I said and three agreed.



“You know” Lizbeth said reflectively, “I think I could really learn to enjoy fucking.”



We all laughed at the intended joke and then one by one we went to the bathroom. When we were back on the living room, Larry and me were sitting in one couch gazing at our wives sitting in front of us in the other coach.



Suddenly Carol said to me, “You know you have a very attractive wife.”



“I know” I answered and I saw with surprise as Carol gently touched Lizbeth’ cheek and then without warning cupped a tit in her hand.



“Beautiful boobs,” she said appreciatively.



“Don’t” Lizbeth said, drawing away.



“Sorry,” Carol said, “I wouldn’t have touched you if I thought you would have objected. I take it you have never been with another woman.”



“No” was the shocked answer of my wife.



“Too bad, I really think we could turn each other on.”



“You have had sex with other girls?” My wife said finally regaining a bit of her usual poise.



“Yes, several times.”



“How do you like it?”



“With the right girl is just as good as with a man.”



“I find that a little difficult to believe,” Lizbeth was puzzled, “Are you, ar , a lesbian?”



I interrupted, “I can tell you she is not a lesbian.”



“I’m bisexual,” Carol confessed, “I never knew it until I slept with a girl, but I have possibly been bisexual all my life.”



“Amazing” I said a little excited and incredulous.



“I agree” said Lizbeth.



“Listen” Carol said soddenly worried, “I hope you won’t think the less of me for it, I think I like and love sex so much that the source doesn’t matter.”



“Don’t worry” Lizbeth said,” We still love you.”



To my utter astonishment I saw Lizbeth bent over and give Carol an affectionate kiss on her cheek.



“My wife,” Larry interjected in mock amazement, “There is no other girl like her.”



“When are we going to get together again?” My wife asked our guests.



“Well, there is this party Saturday night…” Carol began looking at her husband for approval to continue.



“That’s a good idea,” Larry said picking up the ball. “Some friends of ours a having a party, I’m sure they would love to have you.



I wrinkled up my nose, “I’m not much for parties.”



“Oh, I forgot you two are new to swinging, this it is not your usual kind of party, it’s a swinging party, an orgy.” Larry finished.



“That’s right. Ten or twelve couples get together with the express idea of fucking from dusk till dawn—and not with their own spouses, you can bet on that.”



I looked and asked my wife, “What do you say Lizbeth?”



I saw she was still basking in the glow of this evening marvelous sex, “Why not?” she said, “If we don’t like it we can always leave.”



“Right, I think that’s just as likely as inheriting one billion dollars tomorrow.” Larry laughed.



“What’ll it be like?” I asked.



“Well” Carol said, “If it’s anything like the last one, it’s a very pretty wild affair. Our friend’s apartment has a huge living room and a big bedroom they use for swinging. It’s not like any other experiences you have ever had.”



“Okay, get us invited; we’ll do anything—once.” I said.



“Anything?” Carol asked with a huge grin on her face. She was looking directly at Lizbeth’s face.



“I…I…I don’t know,” Lizbeth was embarrassed and suddenly doubtful.



“Wait, you don’t need to worry,” Carol assured her, “no one will force you to do anything you don’t want, you’ll see.”



“Okay, but you two have to protect us, right?” Lizbeth face brightened.



“That’s right.” Larry accepted.



Later after their departure which had been more passionate than the hellos, as we were alone my wife asked me,



“You really enjoyed yourself, didn’t you honey?”



“Yeah, damn right I did. She was fantastic.”



“Belter than me?” did I detect…jealous in my wife voice.



“Oh, I don’t know, if we are just talking about technique I guess she was. But there is a difference, I love you and you just don’t ever forget it. It’s always best with you.”



“Same with me.”



“But you had a pretty good time with Larry, didn’t you?”



“Yes I sure did.”



“Has he a bigger cock than mine?”



“Yes, that doesn’t matter but you are right. Oh hell, I love you too; variety is great but you are my theme song.”



We kissed, long and hard, “Are you ready for the orgy?”



“I’m not sure, I have a feeling Carol is hot for my body.” Lizbeth said.



“Don’t knock it until you have tried it.”



“You mean you wouldn’t mind?”



“Hell no, I’d get a kick out of it. I think. But it is up to you.”



She shuddered a bit, “It’s a little too far out for me, I think.”



I laughed trying to play the matter, “Who knows how you’ll feel Saturday night.”



“Yeah, who knows?” she said doubtfully.



Chapter 9



As the night of the orgy grew closer my wife got more and more nervous. I wasn’t far behind. We wondered what would the people be like, would they be attractive? Would the men force their attentions on Lizbeth? Or maybe would the women for that matter? Concerning me: would the women be sex bombs or would they be pigs? Would the men be master fuckers, with knowledge about sex matters that would make me look like an inexperienced boy?



To say the truth we had many worries about an experience new in our lives. While Lizbeth worried if some repulsive man would grab and force her, I worried about getting a hard-on, a matter in which I had never had any problem but there was always a first time and it would be catastrophic if that happens on Saturday night.



Then there were the clothes we should wear. My wife was irresolute, what does one wear to an orgy? She alternated between wearing something that was deliberately provocative or something attractive but sensible. I on the other hand was thinking of wearing something that I could shed fast when the time came.



And of course, both of us had fantasies about the event, the good fantasies we shared with the other, the other we kept to ourselves.



“The erotic books make it seem very simple,” I commented to my wife, “There is an orgy and everyone is attractive, everybody screws at least three times, everybody has a ball. I don’t think is that simple.”



“How do you think the thing starts?” she wondered, ” I mean, do you walk and strip immediately? Do you go into the bathroom and take off your clothing at a signal? Are the lights on or off?”



“Look” I said finally, “we just won’t know until we got there, don’t you thing?”



That Thursday night Carol called with the address and directions on how to get there; we both pester her with questions but she just laughed and told us we should enjoy and not worry about.



That Saturday night we were as nervous as cats at fireworks; Lizbeth elected to wear a white knit pants suit and for the first time in her life she decided to go out public without a bra, with that white top her tits and nipples were sure to show.

We knew we would have trouble with our inhibitions if we weren’t a little high, so we took a few joints along in case our host wasn’t providing. Then we bathed, shaved, showered, deodorized, perfumed and dressed with care. With a last look in the mirror we set off for the orgy.



“I can’t believe where we are going.” Lizbeth said a little nervously.



“We are not really going there,” I replied not less nervously, “It’s all a dream, the alarm will ring and we’ll wake up—before penetration.” I reached over squeezed her tit and she laughed.



The party-orgy was going to take place in Brooklyn at a couple’s, Ben and Tammy, place. We were so nervous we naturally got there early—too much early. We found a parking place near the high-rise luxury apartment house we were headed for. We sat there making time and after a while we left the car.



The apartment house was a very beautiful one with a doorman holding the door to the guests and directing us toward the elevator. It left us on a softly lit and well carpeted hallway in the fifteen floors. We walked down the corridor looking for 15th K our hands damp with sweat, then when we found the bell rang it.



After a moment the door opened and a pretty dark haired young woman stood there, smiling and wearing the slinkiest kimono I had ever seen.



“Hello” she said in an educated accent, “You must be Lizbeth and Rick, Carol and Larry’s friends.”



“That’s right,” I said smiling, “How did you know?”



“You match the description perfectly. Especially Lizbeth” The host eyes seemed to gleam as she looked to my wife. “By the way, I’m Tammy; Ben will be out in a minute, make you at home.”



My wife and I walked into the living room which was completely furnished in modern oriental furniture and a thick red and black rug; in one corner there were a gleaming grand piano. A set of bookshelves held a good selection of hard-cover books of several disciplines, including mine, Chemistry. After one look around we felt much more at ease than we had expected.



“Are we the first to arrive?” my wife asked our host.



“Yes, but that doesn’t matter.”



“We really didn’t know whether we should be late or not, if you know what I mean.” I interjected.



“It’s our first…err party.” Said Lizbeth clearly very embarrassed.



“Yes I know dear,” Tammy said gently, “Carol and Larry told me, they said to be extra nice to you and frankly I think it was good of you to be early, nothing happens until everyone is here and if you come early you get to meet everyone first and talk a bit, see who wears what—you know.”



During the next forty five minutes eight new couples arrived at the luxurious apartment; to our surprise all of them were reasonable young and more important reasonable attractive. All of them were dressed as if they were going to a cocktail party more or less. The hosts served drinks and after a while one of the couples took out joints and some of them began to smoke. Carol and Larry arrived and greeted everybody, then seated next to us.



“Well honey” a big titted blonde asked Tammy, “Is all the gang here?”



“Not yet, we are expecting another couple, but they may be late,” Tammy answered her.



By now the party was underway in full sail, everybody drinking, smoking and talking. After a while people began to shift places a bit, men struck up conversations with woman they hadn’t come with. Ben lowered the lights a bit.



Lizbeth found herself talking a fellow named Ralph, a handsome Teutonic sort looking like someone who has been skiing for long periods of time. In meanwhile I found myself talking to a petite blonde named Isobel.



Then couple by couple the party started to disintegrates, one after another the couples vanished from the living room and I supposed they were heading to the bedroom in the back of the apartment. I looked to where my wife was and it seemed everything was alright, she appeared to like the fellow she was with, so I let Isobel know I was attracted to her.



“Let’s see what’s happening in there.” I said Isobel extending my hand.



“Ok” she said smiling and she grabbed my hand and followed me to the other room.



When I saw what was happening in the bedroom it was almost more than I could believe, even though it matched my most feverish fantasies. There were several mattresses spread on the floor and the room was lit by a few dimmed red lights. All the couples who had vanished from the living room were here, naked, sprawled out on the mattresses; fucking and sucking in almost any conceivable position known to man. Clothes were piled unceremoniously on a corner.



“This is fantastic.” I said just loud for Isobel to hear.



She smiled to me, “it’s a groovy scene, isn’t it?”



“You know Isobel; this is the first party for me, the first time ever. It’s a bit of a shock at first sight.”



“Do you like what you see?” She asked.



“Damn right I do.” I said enthusiastically.



“Then let’s join them.” She reached for my crotch and started to stroke my cock. “First we need to get rid of this.” She said as she unzipped my trousers, while she continued to feel me all the while; as I’m not bashful I grabbed her tits and gave them a squeeze or two and then unfastened her zip behind her neck.



“It may be faster if we do this ourselves.” She said, releasing me and unzipping her dress. I slipped out of my pants and took off my shirt, my shoes and socks and pulled out my jockey shorts. Isobel during the same time had slipped off her dress; she had no underwear to worry about.



“There is a spot,” I said pointing to a vacant area on the mattresses, I took her hand and we went over and lay down.



We started with a tongue type kiss—the tongue to tongue type—I was enchanted, Isobel tongue was unusually sharp and slippery and her saliva was warm; as we kissed, mouths open I pulled her close noticing how strangely warm and soft her skin was, different from Lizbeth and Carol or Joan. My dick sprouted almost immediately.



“Well, well, what do we have here?” she said grabbing my throbbing organ.



“Oh, that is a poor, tired working man looking for a place to stay the night.” I said jokingly



“Oh what a luck you have, I have a room vacant, would you like to take a look at the room first?”



I got down on my knees and gazed at her cunt. She opened the door spreading her legs wide so I could get a good look at what she was offering. Her mons was sparsely covered with blonde trimmed hair and her pussy lips were unusually bright pink exactly like her nipples. I put a hand experimentally in her crotch letting my middle finger rub along the already moist slit.



“Hummmm, yes like that,” Isobel said shifting her hips to intensify the contact at the same time she grabbed my cock and started to fondle it.



“Huuuummmm yes, I like it when a beautiful woman takes my cock in her hands.” As I said this I pushed my finger deeper into her cunt and soon it was covered with pussy juice. Out the corner of my eye I saw my wife enter the room with the blonde sky instructor type guy.



Ooo000ooo



Suddenly, Tammy was there, along with Isobel. “I understand this is your first party Rick, I’m right?”



“Right” I answered while trying to guess what this might mean and failed.



“Well, I want to make sure your first experience is a memorable one.” Tammy kneeled down beside me and put her lips on my cock, sucking it gently. Isobel left her hand where it was –around my prick—and starting kissing me on the mouth. Her tongue was darting between my lips and grazing it against those marvelous and sensitive tissues



inside my mouth.



I really didn’t know what to do with my hands; one was busily working away at Isobel’s bushy blonde pussy lips. The other I thought ought to go to Tammy, so I carefully reached for her and caressed her grapefruit sized and pendulous tits over me, after a minute or two I let my hand slid down her body to her hairless twat. The lips were moist and when she spread her legs captured my fingers between her thighs, I then wiggled them against her clit.



All of a sudden there was another girl around me, her tits mashed against my chest, her nipples hard and sharp poking at my nipples. She shoved a hand under my body, went to my ass and started to tickle my asshole. Oh god, it was Carol.



I was struck with the situation. There I was, being serviced by three beautiful women and I was flabbergasted as each one was more eager to pay attention to me than the other, each one of them was willing to give me her body in any way I could possible desire.



I knew that around me there were other couples fucking and sucking like crazy; I could hear their moans, the slap of one body against another; in one corner several people—and it was impossible to determine how many and which sexes—were clamped together moving like an amoeba intent of scratching all its itches at once.



Isobel let go of my cock and crawled over me spreading her legs over my face and propping herself up on her haunches pressing her cunt tightly against my mouth. I had only a thing to do and fortunately there was nothing I wanted to do more. I took a powerful sniff of her tangy odour, mashed my nose against her clit and opening my mouth rammed my tongue between her pussy lips into her canal.



At the same time I could hear Carol saying Tammy to let her on her place and Carol’s tongue started licking my stiffened cock, in a moment I could feel another sensation on my prick it was Tammy’s tongue licking me beside Carol. They were licking my cock up and down its length, playing with my balls and my anus.



I was like maddened, I reached up and grasped Isobel tits. They stood out straight, soft and fleshy almost like ice-cream cones. Her nipples were so erect it was almost abnormal, they were as huge imitations of pencil erasers, not knowing what to do I pinched the nipples hard and in response Isobel pushed her crotch ever more tightly down into my face. I had buried my tongue in her cunt and her juices were coming down to my mouth and to my throat; the scent was so overpowering it seemed I had pushed my head inside her vagina and I was in her womb.



In the meantime, of course, Carol and Tammy continued sucking and licking my cock. With each touch of their tongues it trembled a bit, I could feel my head’s prick swelling with lust and passion. Then the lips were not more, they were gone. After a moment they were replaced by a body and I thought it was Tammy by her size; the body carefully fit itself to me, yes it was Tammy, Carol was different as I well know. I felt my cock being absolved by her cunt and this was the wildest dream I ever had; I was sucking one woman and being fucked by another at the same time. For a fleeting moment I asked myself, what had happened to Carol? No matter.



Lying on the floor as I was I couldn’t control the rhythm as I usually do and besides there were three rhythms going all at once now: mine, Isobel’s and Tammy’s. I pushed my hips upward trying to drive my cock deeper into black haired Tammy. She responded by gyrating her ass as a hula dancer; it was anew and marvelous sensation.



Most of this I had to imagine and deduce since I couldn’t see because among other things Isobel blonde pussy was blocking my view but providing my tongue a place where to be. Her pussy juice flowed out of her as the proverbial river and I, swirling my tongue around her insides wondered what it must be to get my cock inside her. I didn’t have to wonder long.



Before I knew what was happening Isobel was getting up from my mouth and face and Tammy was getting up and my cock was free; for a moment I thought I was going to be left with a case of Blue balls, I looked wildly around me at the rest of the room and not far away I could see Lizbeth my wife being serviced. And what I saw I had trouble believing; the blond guy was between her legs eating her in grad fashion and Carol, to my first—amazement—and immediately joy, was crouched down over Lizbeth tits, first sucking one and then the other.



But my glance didn’t last long as Tammy and Isobel had only switched places. The pretty hostess was squatting on my face now and I receiver her exactly as I had received Isobel, with my tongue at the ready. It slid into place rapidly as she was soaking and her taste surprised me. It was entirely different from Isobel’s. Maybe all women taste different but I had never the opportunity to compare them so quickly before.



I wiggled my tongue trying to find her clit and I was astonished when I found it. It was oddly elongated just like a little cock. When I touched it with the tip of my tongue I jumped, I touched it again and it jumped again, I kept my tongue in it and it quivered and above me I could hear Tammy moaning as she wiggled her pussy on my face her desire evident.



It was at his time that Isobel elected to lower herself on my erect prick. It slipped inside her like a greased eel, and oh my god, Isobel had the tightest twat I’ve ever fucked, well at least since my high school days. Her cunt was like a long pair of lips, holding me tight on all sides, grazing every surface and exciting every erogenous zone in my cock.



I thought I had to dead, because this has to be like heaven. At that moment Tammy swiveled her body around but her pussy was still in contact with my mouth, but from behind. Her legs spread out on either side of my head and her hand rested on my belly, just a couple inches above my cock. With this new position I could see Isobel sitting on me with my cock jammed up on her twat.



Then I realized why Tammy had changed positions, it was because in this way she could be able to eat me and Isobel simultaneously, licking my cock as it entered the blonde’s pussy, licking her clit while she was being fucked; and that’s what we were doing I was eating Tammy and fucking Isobel, Tammy was eating Isobel and me at the same time and Isobel was astride me fucking me. If it were not so serious I would say it looked like a circus with three star pervert acrobats.



My mind was like jelly and I could scarcely contain it all; time after time I thought I was coming but somehow the two women sensed that too and slowed down at just the right moment, I was getting the fucking of my life and I had to shook my head to clear my brain and convince myself I wasn’t dreaming.



In one of those moments when the girls stopped I turned my head trying to see what was happening with my wife. What I saw was more than I’d bargained. First the trio had moved near me practically touching me with Lizbeth still on the bottom; the guy had switched places with Carol and now Carol was at my wife’s cunt licking, sucking and eating it with undisguised pleasure; at the same time Lizbeth was sucking the blond guy’s huge, purplish cock, but what I was hallucinating was by the change in my wife, it was clear she was really responding to Carol’s ministrations. Her ass was bouncing and she kept her pussy shoving up toward the pretty girl’s mouth. I couldn’t believe my eyes.



Around the room now, the air was filled with the sounds of sex, women were crying out with ecstasy and men were grunting like bears out of hibernation. Sex odors wafted across the room reaching my nostrils, men’s scents mingling with women’s and women’s are mingling with other women’s. For the first time I noticed the room’s wallpaper—photographs of naked women.



I glanced at the side to my wife, the blonde man—a ski instructor?—had left and Lizbeth was thoroughly in Carol’s control. Her eyes were vacant of reason and her body squirmed and twisted in a series of extraordinary complex rhythms like a one person orchestra. The conductor was Carol and whatever she was doing with her tongue I had never seen my wife respond like that.



I needed to concentrate on myself; every sexual nerve in my body was being stimulated to its utmost. The ecstasy was so intense it was almost painful as if all my body nerves were scratched at the same time. My brain was reeling and I couldn’t make stop, what with Tammy and Isobel on my body but especially the vision of Carol eating my wife’s twat and Lizbeth face of total pleasure.



In my mouth I felt Tammy flood suddenly increase almost gagging me, I frantically tried to swallow the pungent liquid nearly smothering on the scent and get air into my lungs they were about of choking. Then Tammy jammed her hard large clit tightly against my tongue. It lapped, again and again, jumping around as if it had been hit with an electric shock.



Above me I heard Tammy cry out, one, twice, three times; scarcely had her cries died out that they were replaced by Lizbeth’s orgasmic groans; I knew them well so I glanced over to her and saw with surprise anew her entire body was stiffening and at the same time was thrusting her crotch against Carol’s mouth again and again in uncontrollable sexual fury.



That was the instant that Isobel, who was watching my wife and Carol, elected to jam her pussy hard down on my cock driving it up into her for the umpteenth time, Tammy gave me a last lick to the base of my cock and my juice love came up my dick spurting into Isobel tight little cunt and up to her cervix.



I blacked out for a few seconds and when I came back I felt Isobel had disengaged from me and Tammy had got up from my face and moved on; I lay where I was for several minutes.



Suddenly I heard, “Rick?”



I looked to my side and it was Lizbeth, “Yeah…?”



“Are you alright?”



“Yes, fine, fantastic,” I started to rise myself, “What about you?”



“I’m fine, just fine.” She purred like a kitten.



“Finished?”



“For now, maybe¡¡”



“Ok,” I said, “I’ll see you in the living room.”



Ooo000ooo



After a while resting and recovering my sharply reduced energies I pulled myself off the mattress and walked into the living room. Few people were left in the mattress room at this point, most were smoking, drinking and eating cake in the living room, talking about nothing special, the people they knew, the fucks they had had or had seen from time to time. They were all naked and to me that was hardly a surprise.



I walked over to where my wife was munching on a piece of chocolate cake, “I don’t believe what I saw in there.”



“Me neither.” And there were a huge grin on her face.



“Did you like what you were involved in?”



Her grin suddenly turned shy, “Yes,” it was said softly, “and you? You looked like a Roman emperor.”



“I felt like one too. It was fabulous, I don’t know if I would want it as a steady diet, but I can say I’m not sorry we came.”



To my surprise, after a while the living room started to empty again, the couples drifting over to the mattress room again. A small auburn haired girl with tits like small lemons and a face like if she was seventeen years old came over to me,



“Hello,” I said as courtesy.



“Hi, I’m afraid to go back in that room there. Could you take me?” she said brightly.



I looked to Lizbeth who had been watching amused, “I never thought I would hear myself say this love, but couldn’t we wait a few minutes?” I said to the young woman and glancing to Lizbeth we both laughed.



“Sure” said the disappointed woman, “I wanted another piece of cake anyhow.”



Then Carol appeared and putting her arm around Lizbeth told me,” I want you to know that you have a fantastic wife.”



I watched as Lizbeth leaned against Carol’s tits in pure animal pleasure, her eyes closed, with a blissful expression on her face, “I know, I know.”



Tammy joined us and looking at Lizbeth with admiring eyes, “Such beautiful tits,” she said and taking one in hand squeezed gently, my wife opened her eyes only long enough to see whose hand it was; she sighed and closing her eyes pressed her tit into the hand.



As I watched the two women took Lizbeth by the hand and led her out of the living room towards the bedroom. I looked down and realized I was ready again. More than ready, so I looked rapidly around the room for the small, auburn-haired girl. She was sitting on a chair across the room in front of me with a shy, sly smile, her finger moving up and down in her pussy. I held out a hand for her and she bounced from her chair. I led her to the bedroom.

Ooo000ooo



Three hours later we were driving home, exhausted but stimulated.



“I have never felt so depraved on my life.” I said.



“I know what you mean.”



“And you know what? I like being depraved .I’ve been depraved too long.”



“Me too” she answered me and we both laughed, Lizbeth un clasped her safety belt and moved close to me, she laid her head on my shoulder and, “You know I love, don’t ‘you?”



“Yes, and I love you too.”



“You know, I don’t think I want to go to orgies very often; it was marvelous but I don’t want to be an addict.” She said seriously.



“I agree.”



“About once a month would be plenty.”



“What about swinging? The ads and everything else? Should be still do that?” I asked her opinion.



She was silent for a moment, “Yes I think so. After all its best when you care about the person you are with. I think we should continue to look for real friends—with sex as an added attraction—but not the main reason for getting together.”



“That makes sense to me,” I thought for a moment, “What about Larry and Carol?”



“That’s something else. I’d like to see them again.”



“Did you like the sex with Carol?”



“It was great, so different than with a man. Not better, understand, but not worse either.”



“I couldn’t believe my eyes.”



“I know, she laughed, “we moved closer to you on purpose.”



“I thought so.”



We parked the car in the driveway outside the house and we went inside. “You won’t believe this” Lizbeth said,” But I’m horny again.”



I believe it,” I said “and I know exactly what to do about it, after all I hadn’t the opportunity to have a crack at the prettiest girl at the party yet. You didn’t think you’d get away unmolested, did you?”



“I had hoped no.”



Moments later we were in bed again, this time together.



Chapter 10



Our first orgy wasn’t the last. In the months following we made the swinging scene at least once a month. We also spent several nights with Carol and Larry. But after a while, several months to be exact, problems appeared. We knew every swinging couple we wanted to know and while we had many a romp in the sack we found no true friends with whom we could bond outside of sex.



For a time we thought Carol and Larry could became real friends, it turned out, though, that this attractive pair, interesting as they were, was interested only in sex and at that they bored easily.



They were on an endless search for new bodies, new people to fuck. We went back to Joan and Michael, they had turned out to be the—friends-plus—we had hoped to find but as the four of us seemed to be growing closer and closer Michael was transferred by his company to another office in another state.



“It can’t be, can it, that we are bored with sex?” I asked Lizbeth.



“I don’t see how, after all our own sex life had never been better.” She answered me.



“That’s true, but right now I don’t think I could stand another orgy. They are just as monotonous as bad cocktail parties. Lots of great fucking, that’s for sure, but precious little talking. I walk out of there with my body satisfied but my mind is still hungry.”



“It’s sort of like having an itch in your elbow and scratching your knee instead,” Lizbeth said, “It distracts you for a while but it doesn’t help much in the long run.”



“You know sweetheart, I love what we have between us, I love the honest, open relationship, I wish we could have more relationships like that with other people.”



“Well, there is always Art, Betsy and Barbara.” Lizbeth put in.



“True, but that relationship will never include sex. The necessary attractions just aren’t there. What I’m looking for is a friendship as close as the one we have with Art and Betsy but one where the intimacy isn’t limited either just to talk or just sex.”



“That sounds ideal.” Lizbeth sighed.



“Trouble is I don’t think we’ll ever find it in swinging. Everyone in swinging is perfectly willing to have physical intimacy and completely unwilling to have emotional intimacy. Most of the couples here even view it as a threat.”



Lizbeth nodded “There is still some things in swinging we haven’t tried, you know.”



“Like what?”



“Rick don’t challenge me, it’s not my fault; well, we have never advertised. Perhaps if we worded our ad carefully we’d attract other people like us. There must be some people in swinging who are looking for the kind of relationship we are.”



“It’s a thought,” I admitted, “Let’s try it and see.”



“We advertised with a passion. I took some wonderful pictures of Lizbeth and we wrote an ad that made it clear what we were looking for, sex with friendship, not just sex. Then we advertised in every way.



We got in two months at least three dozen letters answering our ad. And what a mixed batch they were. The ad had specifically called for – attractive couples or single women only between the ages of 21 and 35, no B&S no D–; more than half the letters ignored these specifications. There were several letters from single men, attracted no doubt by Lizbeth photographs; there were several letters from people so far away that we had no hope of visiting them except on vacation and that would not allow us to reach a solid friendship.



There were also letters that could have been interesting without the pictures enclosed.



“There are a lot of attractive people in swinging, but this couple surely isn’t among them.” I said after opening one such reply.



Lizbeth just looked and laughed.



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We collected the letters for the fun of it, we sent back the pictures of those who wanted their pictures returned and we wrote a polite –no thank you—where appropriate.



All told the ads brought seven letters of more than routine interest and we dutifully met each couple. Most of them had, in our way of thinking, something wrong with them. It could be politics “I won’t attempt to form a friendship with someone who likes Bush and always had” I said my wife later. On two occasions the husbands seemed great but the wives in my opinion were pigs, on two other occasions the reverse were true.



We saw two of the couples more than once and we even had sex with them but there was not the spark to ignite and develop a friendship as we wanted.



“Maybe we are asking too much,” I said my wife dejectedly one day, “Maybe it just isn’t possible.”



“It has to be.” Lizbeth insisted.



“I’m not so sure, it takes years to develop a friendship. Maybe starting out with sex ends any possibility of a deep relationship.”



Lizbeth shrugged, “Want to give up?”



“Not yet and you?”







“Not yet.”



We tried everything following our almost impossible dream. We went several times to swinging nightclubs in New York, in this places people gather to meet—and go off together without the time consuming delays involving the advertisement in magazines or even the net and the responding to ads. But the crowds in these establishments just were not appealing to us.



Our last attempt to find a couple we were looking for in the swinging world was at a nudist colony in New Jersey called The Shadowandrest Nudist Org. It was run by swingers for swingers only.



For many people a nudist colony is the first time a new and shocking experience not so to us, after all, the orgies we had attended had extracted all the embarrassment of being in the nude in front of other people from our minds. In fact after all the sucking and fucking, nudism was pretty tame. So it turned to be Shadowandrest; it was like a swinging nightclub except there were children present. And that presented no small problem. There was no kind of sexual activity, not with them neither with any of them present.



So the sex between adults was hurried and uncomfortable often taking place in car back seats, after dark and with the children sleeping in the cabins. And we, my wife and me were not interested in car back seat fucking, so we returned home and to our particular quest.



A few says after we had returned Lizbeth spotted and ad in a rag called the Village Voice. “Listen to this,” she told me,” Join the Expanded Family. Non swinging group devoted to discussions of alternatives to conventional marriage; now open to new members. Call 555-7264 evenings and weekends”



“Now, that sounds more like it, do you want to call?” I asked Lizbeth.



That Friday night we attended our first meeting of the Expanded Family. It was a small group, about fifteen couples and every couple seemed to be looking exactly the same as us. The night we attended was –new member’s night—and the old couples explained the purpose of the group.



“We are here” said the leader, a young man with charisma, “because we no longer believe that the conventional two-party marriage is valid in Today’s society. We think that no one person can fulfill the total necessities of another person.



That doesn’t mean that primary marriage arrangements won’t work anymore, but it does mean that both marriage partners should be able to have friends of the opposite sex and that there should be no limits to that relationship, sexually or otherwise.”



We exchanged glances, Lizbeth and me; this was sounding belter and better.



“Furthermore,” the leader continued, “we encourage three, four and five persons ‘marriages’ or whatever you might call them. We believe in openness as the only road to intimacy.”



“This sounds great,” I said,” but has all this gone beyond he discussion stage?”



“In some cases yes” he answered, “some of the couples tonight have workings arrangements with some of the other couples. But you’ll find out about that as the evening progress. Let me tell you that its my hope you can find what you are looking for here.”



During the rest of the afternoon the oldest members told of their experiences with other couples, or singles. Some were at that moment involved in what could only be call a group marriage. Some had tried it for several months, failing in the end for various reasons. The new members were asked why they’d come. It was a pleasant, provocative evening and we found ourselves interested in several couples there.



“Before the meeting ends and we break up I want to announce our next group activity. We have arranged for a group marathon to be held in New Jersey. I hope you’ll come; it’s an excellent opportunity to increase the intimacy between us.”



Were the last words of the leader for the evening.



To us a marathon was just what the doctor ordered; we had been interested for a long time in sensitivity training, encounter groups, Esalen institute etc. Now, we had the opportunity to experience the new phenomenon under very intriguing circumstances.



The marathon was scheduled to last from a Friday night to a Sunday night, almost seventy hours and we the participants was asked to carry our own food, a blanket, a bathing suit and a change of clothes.



Lizbeth and I drove to the place the marathon was to be held avidly discussing what might await us.



“Now I’m sure we’ll get the opportunity to know



the other couples in the Expanded Family group.”



“I’ll say.” Lizbeth said.



“Should we tell them about swinging?”



“Of course,” Lizbeth said insistently. “We shouldn’t keep any important secrets.”



“Yeah, I guess you are right. Do any of the couples especially appeal to you?”



“Well, I sort of like Steve and Marge, what about you Rick?”



“Marge appeals to me, all right. I’d always liked dark haired woman with dark eyes and big boobs. On the other hand, Sally—you know of sally and Ralph—also appeals to me.”



“I thought you would find her too thin for your tastes.”



“Perhaps I do, but she has great legs and she seems like fun. Do you like her husband Ralph?”



“I’m not sure. I think will have a pretty good idea after this weekend.”



The place for the marathon was a series of modernistic buildings deep in the woods in the middle of New Jersey. It was completely private and by the time we arrived the parking lot was almost full.



We followed the signs to the main meeting room and after a few more stragglers arrived the session began. This time the leader was a slender bearded man with white hair everybody called Dr. Lexus.



“I’m pleased to meet you and to welcome you here,” Dr. Lexus began, “Let me tell you that we expect to learn as much more from you this weekend as you’ll learn about us. We’ve never had a chance to hold a marathon with a group that has already established a certain level of intimacy. Shall we begin now?”



This time the Expanded Family was split into two groups. We were happy that by some chance we were in the same group as both Ralph and Sally and Marge, along with five other couples. I thought things were going just fine. The marathon went much as we had been led to believe it would.



After the initial and natural awkwardness, people began to discuss their personal problems freely. There was a good deal of shooting, screaming and crying as people revealed some of their inmost fears and needs; and there were frighteningly open personal attacks or expressions of affection between people who’d practically been total strangers before this weekend.



As the sessions wore on, we found ourselves more and more close to Margo and Steve. Steve was a tall, blonde fellow with light blue eyes and the air of an intellectual. When in one of the sessions Lizbeth had been verbally attacked by one of the other women he had immediately rose to her defense. His wife Marge, on the other hand, was a dark haired woman with the big tits and also had a ready smile and a kind of wild, almost gypsy like way to her. During the first break we shared our lunch with them. Already there was pleasant warmth between us.



The day wore on, exhaustingly as every member of the group was focused on, one by one, and each down, in his or her way, revealing important secrets. The pattern was established early on. At first the group attacked—they slammed up against the persons defenses looking for a chink.



They hit hard at smugness, self-righteousness and blindness to others feelings. Then after the attack when the person’s defenses were penetrated the group took 180 degrees turn, supporting, approving, and accepting, as a result many defenses fall that weekend, in cases never to be reestablished. By the evening of the first night everyone was physically and emotionally drained. The attacks within the group had ceased and now everyone seemed devoted to growth.



After dinner the leader entered the room, “I have some pleasant news for you,” he said, “in an hour we’ll call a halt to the meetings up here and all move to the pool in the lower level.”



“The pool” Lizbeth whispered to me, “What pool?”



“As you may or may not know,” the leader continued, “we have a heated pool downstairs. It is used in one kind of encounter in which participants float in it and are carried along the surface of the water while listening to their favorite music, sort of a – back to the womb thing–, most often participants are nude but we don’t coerce anyone here; if you don’t feel like you may wear the swimming suits you brought if you chooser so.”



Again Lizbeth looked at me; we didn’t need to tell the other not to bother with swim suits. The group filled down the stairs to the lower level expecting almost anything and what we saw could hardly believe.



The pool was huge; it was covered by an even larger plastic dome with psychedelic lights hat served as the only illumination, not unlike bars strippers. Dimly, through the dome could be seen the woods outside, but it was clear nobody could see through the dome from the other side. The water in the pool was so hot that mist was rising from it. That, the lights, and the music—speakers let music, something by Debussy and Ravel, fill the atmosphere—combined to give the setting an extraordinary romantic and out of this world tone.



We, and the rest of the group, rapidly began shedding our clothes. Whatever modesty we the participants have had was dissipated by the dim lights and the soft music. In less than five minutes, everybody was naked and in the pool.



“How warm the water is,” said Lizbeth wonderingly, “is like a huge bath.”



“Just what I need and I love it.” I said and then the two of us paddled around joyfully.



At that moment the group leader took over again. He made participants line up in two rows, facing each other with about three feet separating us. Then one by one the people on the end of the lines floated up, on our backs, and were passed down the entire length of the line, cradled in the arms of the other members of the group. Now we were all naked and the passing exercise had a certain erotic note to it.



For the person being passed it was a remarkable experience. It was a slow gliding feeling accompanied by intense contentment and peace. Finally, after about an hour, and everyone having passed along several times, the leader called a halt to it.



“What now?” I asked.



The leader shrugged, “I have had it for the night,” he said, “I’m going upstairs, unroll my sleeping bag and tried to catch some shut-eye, what the rest of you do is up to you.”



He said me that with a twinkle as if he had a good idea what might occur. As he went upstairs he dimmed the lights even further, you had to be very close to someone to identify anyone; not surprisingly, perhaps, not a single member of the group followed the leader upstairs, instead all, including my wife and me, stayed in the pool.



Chapter 11



I swam along slowly, luxuriating in the warm water, feeling more at peace with myself than I had in weeks. For a moment a Wondered where Marge was and what my wife might be doing. I had got only a glimpse of Marge in the nude but I wouldn’t have minded seeing more; she had alluringly smooth skin and large bullet shaped breasts.



Suddenly I felt someone was pressing her body against me, I knew because the person had a pair of tits. Even I didn’t know who she was, in a moment I could feel my cock immediately starting to expand. Now she was pressing tightly her breasts against my chest and they were beautifully soft. Without as much as a single word she started kissing me and her mouth immediately darting out of her mouth and into mine; only a thing I was sure of, she wasn’t my wife Lizbeth.



I leaned back on the side of the pool, holding on. In the water the soft sleek body pressed against me with undisguised lust. The woman, whoever she was, thrust her pelvis out to me, rubbing it back and forth against my cock until my throbbing organ was completely erect. Then, against my chest, I could feel the woman’s nipples were also fully erect now and she continued to rub back and forth against me the water making her slippery as an eel.



It was excitant; a woman I didn’t even know was sexually attacking me in the water of this big pool, in which I supposed my wife was and I was responding as I felt my pulse begin to pound in my body. She was also obviously getting excited as with each movement of her body against mine she moaned and sighed. Finally when we broke the kiss to breathe some air I was able to identify my attacker; it was Marge.



“I have been looking for you in this damn pool for nearly ten minutes.” She said rubbing her bald pussy against my cock.



“I’m glad you found me.”



“I’m glad you are glad,” She replied, “I’m sure that by now Steve has found Lizbeth, he was looking for her.”



“That’s nice;” I answered her as if her information was of no interest for me: I pulled her face to me and we kissed again and again our tongues meeting, our saliva blending.



This time I ended the kiss pushing Marge away slightly, just enough so that I could get a hand between us and run my hand from her neck down over her hug tits, pausing there for a while to fondle and squeeze them.



“Hummmm, don’t stop.”



But I did stop and let my hands drop further to her crotch. Her hair was matted together by the water but I managed to get a finger through it quickly finding her clitoris and when I touched her she gasped, then I took my finger away and slid it down even further to her pussy-hole and slowly I inserted my middle finger, Marge was as wet inside as she was on the outside.

We kissed passionately again and rubbed our bodies together like two rutting animals. The warm water, the dimmed flashing colored lights, the soft music in the background made the scene more like a dream than reality and I knew that if I didn’t find a way to carry Marge off some place soon, it would be a wet dream.



“Come with me, I have an idea.” Marge said eagerly to me. She tugged at my hand and together we padded toward the shallow end of the pool. It seemed the pool had been built with families in mind; one end was so shallow that even the smallest child could enter without the need for supervision, at one point the water was no more than six inches deep, or so.



As we swam I tried to discern the others through the mist and darkness. Everyone, it seemed, had coupled off and there was no talking or at least no talking I could hear; at one point I thought I had glimpsed Steve with Lizbeth but couldn’t be sure. After what seemed like an endless journey we arrived at the shallow end of the pool, together we lie down in the soothingly warm water and let it wash over us.



We kissed again and this time in addition to the hot little tongue inserted in my mouth I felt long slender fingers grab my hard cock pulling at it gently, squeezing and rubbing where it did the most good. I reached over to Marge’s cunt and at first just stroked her pubis hair as if I were petting a cat, the I let a finger protrude from the rest and I scraped along Marge’s slit, up to her clit and down into her vaginal entrance slipping inside for a moment and then out again to her clit.



We lay like this for hours, our excitement building; Marge’s fingers fondled my cock with masturbating expertness and I felt the head of my cock swelling and that tingling in the loins growing in demand of release. For her part Marge was moaning and groaning as in fire, once in a while her hips would jerk—as if I had hurt her—and she would make a little splash in the water. The foreplay went on and on without uttering a word; we were in a silent word full of couples coupling silently. We, as the rest, communicated and somehow we knew by then that foreplay wasn’t enough.



Finally we melted in the shadows and I rolled over on top of her, her legs opened to receive me, welcoming me, urging me inside her; god, I needed no urging from her my own body and mind was urging me. My cock found easily the entrance to her cunt and at that time she put her arms around my waist to pull me to her. My cock slid into her through her matted hair and surprisingly hot pussy lips, into that wet tunnel that led to the core of her sexuality in the vagina and then to the cervix. Marge’s hips rose to encompass his cock as deeply as possible and then we started to fuck.



Throughout the sexual act I was barely over the edge of consciousness; it seemed like a dream, like sex in womb of my mother, like sex on the beach, like sex in heaven. The warm water helped to push us together and apart, again and again. My cock was as deep inside her now as it could go. I found crevices and byways that were new to me, each time I plunged my dick into her, Marge jerked her hips upward to meet me and then she fell back with a splash.



The context, the environment, the water, made me feel as one with nature; as I stroked into Marge I felt only one urge, that primeval need to plant my seed, to deposit my sperm very deep within this pretty woman. It was a primeval demon pushing me, my mind echoing memories long forgotten, memories that belonged not to me alone but to my ancestors, my distant even sub-humans ancestors obeying the same urge as that of the days in the Stone Age, the lustful call to propagate, to reproduce, to sow the plant, a task that for some twisted quirk of nature I couldn’t accomplish.



Seemed that Marge was possessed by the same demon, she had only one desire, to receive my sperm, “Give it to me, give your milk, make a baby with me Rick, and make me pregnant.” Her talk was a desperate whisper, “Give it to me, I want to drink your come, I want it in the core of my body.” And with each stroke I gave her, her cunt reached upward, thirsty for my come, churning and wasting to stimulate me as much as possible, ¡¡ as if I needed stimulation!!



We were slamming against each other now, Marge urging me to give her my love juice. My cock scrapped back and forth against the inside of Marge’s cunt walls, sliding over the slippery spots, grazing and rubbing against the rougher parts. I loved her; with each stroke my cock was twitching and jerking entirely beyond my control.



Finally the door opened an the dam burst, my cock spurted again and again my sticky white sperm into her womb, filling her to the brim and overflowing, I groaned at the release.



Marge was exquisitely sensitive at that moment. A small shiver run down the entire length of her body, then another, longer this time, and several more; finally, with me barely holding the last twitches of orgasm still upon me to accompany her in her own release, Marge seemed to have a big convulsion of lust, her body came almost entirely out of the water with me on top and a silent scream filled her mouth and at the same time drove my cock so deeply into her body that for a moment I thought I was going to enter her womb.



Then she slipped back and we were once again bathed in the warm water of the pool.



“My god,” I said, “That was some fuck.”



“I’ll say.”



“It is always so good for you?”



“Noo-ooo,” Marge said, drawing out the ‘o’, “Not always.”



We lay like this in the pool, joined by my cock still inside her, until all traces of passion finally left us, and then we separated, got out of the pool and wrapped our towels to dry ourselves.



Lizbeth and Steve were waiting for us at the poolside.



“We were watching,” Lizbeth said with eyes gleaming with delight.



“Just watching?” I asked with a twinkle.



“We had some fun of our own” Steve said quickly.



There was a look between him and Marge I couldn’t decipher.



“You didn’t mind—Marge and me…– That is…” I said to Steve.



He laughed, “No, not at all. I was happy to see you both having a good time together.”



“It was really something to watch,” Lizbeth said dreamily, “You looked like a mermaid Marge.”



I looked at my wife surprised at her comment. She was looking at Marge with a sort of odd expression.



“Pretty, isn’t she?” I asked Lizbeth.



“Beautiful,” Marge answered softly.



I was surprised by Lizbeth’s reaction to Marge and Marge answering me. Several times since that first orgy, where Lizbeth had been eaten by Carol and then Tammy, Lizbeth had been involved with women but it had always been in a passive way.



She had never actively expressed any attraction for another woman, not had she been able to do any pussy lapping herself. It was evident to me she had enjoyed being eaten and she had said anyone would respond to those sensations.



“Lips and tongue are lips and tongue,” she had said to me after one orgy, “It doesn’t matter who they belong to, same with fingers.” So I had been silenced and pretty well ended any discussion.



Later that night, after the pool, when the four of us had spread our blankets near ezch other but not to near I talked with my wife.



“How was it with Steve?”



“Shitty.”



I looked at her in shock and asked, “You didn’t have a good time?”



“He couldn’t get it up,” she said sourly, “Never can, he said so himself, he practically cried it all over me. It was pathetic…”



“I’ll be dammed; maybe that’s why Marge just about raped me.” I said astonished.



“Very likely,” Lizbeth said, “Steve told me that he has only be able to fuck Marge three times in the last year.”



“Hell, that’s sad.”



“And they were our best hopes too.” Lizbeth said.



“You mean you are not interested in being friends with an impotent guy?”



“To be perfectly honest, no; unless you want the kind of friendship we have with Art and Betsy, that is no sex for anyone; do you want to be friends if you can’t fuck Marge?”



“Maybe you could help him, Lizbeth.”



“I’m not the therapist type unless, I repeat, are you disposed to not fuck Marge?”



I nodded sadly, “I guess you are right,” I said, “but it’s a shame about Marge, she is something else,”



“I agree with you.”



“Yeah I know, I saw you looking at her in a rather odd way, do you find her sexually attractive?”



“Well…”



“Come on, be honest”



“Yeah, I guess I do.”



“Amazing”



My wife giggled. “I liked her from the first time, but now that I have seen her naked –well, I would like to get my hands in those boobs.”



I laughed.



“Am I shocking you?” my wife asked me sweetly.



“No, not really, I have been thinking you would find women attractive eventually. After all, they a lot sexier than guys.”



Lizbeth seemed reflexive, “Maybe so, maybe you are right.” She said, apparently considering her own reaction to Marge.



“Too bad we couldn’t just be friends with Marge,” I said, “She’d make us into a fantastic threesome.”



“You are probably right, but it won’t work. Or, at least, we shouldn’t try it.”



“Why?”



“Because that would really kill Steve. He told me that the only thing that gave him courage to go on was Marge’s faith in him.”



I shook my head in resignation, “Too bad, too bad.”



“You know,” Lizbeth said suddenly as if she had been struck by an idea, “here we are again.”



“Where?”



“Talking about a threesome. Do you remember how it all started—with Art, Betsy and Barbara? Maybe that’s our answer. A threesome would give us a good chance to have an intimate relationship with someone else. And it would give us both the sexual variety we need.”



“You mean a threesome with another woman?”



“Why not,” said Lizbeth with a grin.



“It would have to be a genuine three-way relationship, not just me doing stud service for two women.” I said.



“Yes, I know.”



“I mean, you would have to have sex with the other woman.”



“I know.” My wife was still smiling.



“Well now,” I said considering the idea, “that’s a whole new ballgame. I think it would be easier for three people to make a go of it than four. Trouble is where would we find the right woman?”



“Too bad about Marge, she would have been ideal.” Lizbeth said.



“Yeah maybe so but she’s out It’ll have to be someone else.”



“If we can find anyone,” my wife, always the practical said, “That might not be easy.”



“And finding the right woman is the first step, after that we have to convince her to join us, it won’t be easy.” I said before going to sleep.



Chapter 12



We dropped out of The Expanded Family not long after the marathon weekend in New Jersey. We got together once more with Marge and Steve and in separate bedrooms we duplicated the evening we had spent in the pool. This time however I broached the subject of a threesome with her.



“It sounds interesting;” Marge admitted, “but there is no way we could leave Steve out of it.



He may not be much but I love him.”



“How do you feel about Lizbeth?”



“She is sweet,” Mare answered, “I have never done any kissy-pussy but it might have been fun with her. Who knows, maybe someday things will be different between Steve and me and an occasional threesome will be all right, but not now.”



We left it at that, we as a couple with a dream that every day that passed seemed more unattainable and Margo, well Margo had the cross of Steve. Lizbeth and me started again the search for the third segment of the triangle.



At first it was no more promising than our earlier search for the perfect couple; perhaps it was because we looked in some of the same places. There were always a few single women in the swinging scene—usually divorced, or sisters or cousins of someone. To see if there was any hope here we got ourselves invited to some swinging singles parties. The first two we attended didn’t turn out to be much; either the women weren’t attractive, or they weren’t capable of any intelligent conversation outside clothes or movie gossip, or they had taken on as a life project the sampling as many cocks (or cunts) as possible and didn’t want even the slightest limitation of repetition.



We went to the third party without much hope it would be different of the two previous. However it was much more promising from the beginning. It was held in the apartment of one of New York better known single swinging bachelors. It was modernistic apartment in the thirty third floor of a luxury apartment house in the wealthy East Side. It was decorated with animal skin rugs and hunting trophies, as safaris was one of the hobbies of the homeowner.



There was the usual selection of liquor and grass and some other aphrodisiacs. As usual we got to the party early even though we tried to arrive later but it never seemed to work out that way; one by one the other guests drifted in, they were an attractive lot , most of them in their mid-twenties; and although occasionally a guy appeared with a woman, in general people came alone.



When about half of the invited guests had arrived Lizbeth and I talked about this party to be another dud too, none of the girls appealed to us.



And then Michelle walked in the door. She was incredible beautiful, a goddess. She was blonde—the Nordic type—about 5′ 5 ½ “, her hair was cut in a page boy style, her eyes were a deep blue and wide set and her features were small and soft. There wasn’t a magazine in the world that wouldn’t be glad to use her as center fold model. Lizbeth looked at me and I nodded sharply.



Jack, the house owner, introduced his guests as they arrived said, “You all know Michelle.”



“My friends call me Mickey,” said the blonde goddess her voice low and soft. She was the sexiest creature we have ever seen in a swinging party.



To my incredulous surprise she wasn’t instantly mobbed by every man on the room, instead there were casual hellos as everyone seemed to know her, followed by disinterest. As it happened we were the only people at the party who hadn’t met her before. Jack introduced us to her.



When Mickey was introduced to me she stuck out her hand and gave me a firm direct hand shake, by contrast Lizbeth received a soft and gentle kiss on the cheek.



Soon after, the party started to get down to business; two by two the guests began disappearing into the bedroom, this time a huge room carpeted in thick foam rubber covered in velvet. We, my wife and I were seated near Mickey and as I was going to take the blonde’s hand and led her toward the bed, she beat me to it, only she reached for Lizbeth’s hand, not mine.



“We’ll be much more comfortable in there.” She said, the remark reverberated with overtones.



Lizbeth shot a glance to me and I shrugged and nodded as telling ‘go ahead I’ll be in later’.



Then with a naturalness that made me wonder she took Mickey hand and off they went. I watched them as Mickey’s free hand slid down to my wife’s ass as they walked and gave a little squeeze.



Lizbeth seemed to giggle and then did the same to Mickey’s ass with her free hand.



All right, I said to myself smugly, I’ll them get started and then I’ll join them. About ten minutes later finding no one else of interest at the party I ambled slowly to the bedroom.



It was the typical swinging scene, bodies sprawled all over the place, contorted in every imaginable position; already pussy fumes were wafting through the air and the sound of sex—the licking, the slurping, the moaning and groaning, the slapping of flesh against flesh—was at full volume.



I stepped over the bodies until I found Lizbeth and Mickey. They were as I had expected naked by now, Mickey was lying on her back and Lizbeth was on top of her. They were grinding their pussies together and kissing with passionate open mouthed kisses. I put a hand over my wife’s ass and Lizbeth looked up at me for a second and smiled, then Mickey reached around her head and pulled her down and their lips together again, twisting furiously beneath her. She had spread her legs into an open ‘Y’ letting Lizbeth’s body between, so that their cunts could press firmly together against each other.



I took off my clothes, my cock was growing like a watered weed; the two woman were going gently at it now with Lizbeth pumping against Mickey’s cunt almost as if she –or one of the two anyhow—had a cock. And Mickey pelvis was jerking upward, a motion I know very well. They were not pretending they were just fucking.



Suddenly Mickey pushed my wife away and I moved forward thinking it was my turn at such gorgeous pussy. But it wasn’t.



“Sit up here,” Mickey said patting her chest and Lizbeth did as she was told. By bending her head slightly Mickey could easily ate my wife’s cunt, which is what she had begun to do and the blonde was eating as if she would never had another chance to eat pussy. She licked, she slurped and slobbered, she sucked and she lapped and she twisted her tongue around Lizbeth’s clit and then jammed it full-length into her cunt-hole.



And Lizbeth responded¡ Oh my god how she responded, she responded as if her life was in danger. Her ass started to bounce and she put her own hands on her hard red nipples and squeezed and pulled at them.



Then I realized there might be a spot for me after all; I looked at Mickey’s still spread legs, long, slender firmly shaped legs and saw that her blonde pussy were glistening with love juices. I kneeled down between Mickey’s legs trying to position myself so that I could plunge my cock into that succulent pussy hole.



Mickey suddenly stopped sucking and eating Lizbeth, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,”



mumbled Lizbeth lost in her lusts.



“Just a moment dearest,” Mickey said to her love partner and looking at me she said “I’m sorry, I can’t let you do that.”



I was speechless with a shocked expression on my face, “But why?” I finally asked.



“I’m not interested in men, and I don’t enjoy penetration.”



“Oh,” It was more a small weak nose, more than a word and I haven’t the faintest idea of what ad to it.



Lizbeth put a hand on Mickey cheek, ever so softly, “He is my husband.” She said.



Mickey nodded. She bent her head down and kissed Lizbeth sweetly on the pussy lips. “Well if that’s the case…” She said and lifted Lizbeth gently from her. “I’ll see what I can do.”



It was my first full-length view of Mickey sans clothes and I had trouble believing my eyes. Her body was as perfect as her face with her hourglass figure, rippling stomach muscles, slender yet feminine hips and a pair of the most fantastic tits I had ever seen. They were pear shaped, with big brownish nipples; what’s more, they didn’t show the slightest evidence of sagging of flattening despite the fact that Mickey was lying on her back.



“Like them?” she asked me putting her hands on her tits and giving each a squeeze.



“Yeah, I love them,” I answered her.



Mickey continued to caress herself, flicking her hardened nipples with her forefingers, oh my god, she was masturbating with her tits. After a moment she seemed coming down back to earth, she glanced lovingly at my wife, then at me with resignation as she said to Lizbeth, “I do this for you my love:” Then to me,



“Come here lover boy.”



I did as she told me and “Put it here,” she told me as she patted the valley between her breasts.



“Put it there?” I asked feeling like a low IQ dummy.



“Yes, your wang baby, your dong baby, your cock, your dick, your prick, your thing, your penis, your poker, your phallus. That disfigurement you have hanging there between your spindly legs.”



I tried to ignore the sarcastic tone and mounted the goddess, my legs around her waist, my cock lying directly between her tits.



“Now, make a tunnel,” she instructed as if she were talking to a retarded child.



This time I clearly understood so I grabbed one magnificent tit in each hand and pushed it toward the other until Mickey tits were mashed against each other and my cock was smothered in the middle.

“If you don’t know what to do now,” she said with mock sweetness,” then there is no help for you.”



I knew what to do and my cock was as hard and long like an iron poker and the warmth of Mickey tits had me almost ready to get off without any more help; fortunately there was a fine layer of sweat on Mickey’s smooth skin, I must assume for her exertions with Lizbeth, that was as if she were lubricated with oil.



I pumped and it was an unbelievable sensation, almost better that being inside her. I slid along the valley of her breasts caressed on every side of my cock by her tits. I reared back and pumped again, the head of my prick was bloated by lust, a few more strokes and I knew I would be coming, spurting my semen all over Mickey’s beautiful face.



I pumped again, my cock was swelling alarmingly. Beneath of me, Mickey lay still, her arms at her side—it was almost as if she wasn’t there—except for that unbelievable body. I pumped once more and I could feel the blood pumping on my veins and on my face and in my penis; it wouldn’t be long now. I was exhausted and my breath was ragged – in no more than ten minutes¡¡– once again I pulled back, scraping my cock against her lusciously soft skin and looking directly on her face plunged forward again.



In that instant Mickey looked into my eyes for the first time since I’d mounted her in this particular manner. She pursed her mouth and made a small kissing gesture with her lips. It was more than enough, as I was reaching the end of my stroke I felt my cock jump and twitch. The sticky white cumm spurted out of the end of my cock, arching through the air fell right in the middle of Mickey face. Again and again I spurted wetting her thoroughly and soaking her face, her neck and upper chest.



Finally, spent, I lifted myself from her, my cock limp like a rag. Mickey glanced over at Lizbeth and smiling she told her lovingly, “Lick it off.”



Before my astonished eyes Lizbeth hurried to obey. She straddled the blonde woman licking her husband’s, mine, cumm off the pretty face as fast as her tongue could go and then she moved down to Mickey’s neck lapping up every last drop.



Mickey lay there as if she were a queen being groomed for a court appearance and every once in a while she would reach up and squeeze Lizbeth tits. And Lizbeth eyes would close and she would sigh with pleasure. In a few moments Mickey’s bod was licked clean on my cumm. I watched the whole performance fascinated.



“You have not finished.” Mickey said



“But you are clean.” My wife answered.



“Yes of your husband’s cumm, but I need more licking,” she said with that loving smile still on her face.



Lizbeth hesitated for a moment, she knew exactly what Mickey meant but for a mere second, as she told me later, she wasn’t sure if she could comply. Then the doubts passed quickly and without another word Lizbeth kneeled between Mickey’s legs and in a single, swift movement pressed her mouth up against the blonde’s cunt. I could hardly believe my eyes.



It was evident my wife had learned well her lessons from what Mickey had done to her a few moments earlier. She licked and lapped pussy as if she had been doing it most of her life. She licked and pushed her tongue inside Mickey’s labia, pausing every once in a while to suck her clit. She seemed totally immersed in the act. And Mickey responded completely, her hips twisted and turned so violently that Lizbeth could hardly keep her mouth in the pussy. In a few minutes the blonde was bucking and churning, her eyes hooded in lust, her magnificent tits heaving, her head tossing and turning from side to side disheveling her beautiful blonde hair.



I went to my wife’s side putting a hand on her shoulder. To my everlasting shock and surprise she brushed my hand off violently, obviously annoyed at my intromission. Meanwhile Mickey’s motions were getting more and more violent. Suddenly she cried out as if she had been hurt, her body stiffened and shuddered, she let out moan after moan of pure animal pleasure, then,



“I’m commmmminnngggg, oh fuck, oh yessss, I’mmmmmmmmmmmmm commmmiiiiinngggggggggg….”



After a while my wife looked up from Mickey’s loins, her lips were glistening with the pussy juices from mickey’s cunt juice and there was a loving smile on her face.



“That’s a girl” Mickey said so low I only could hear.



Lizbeth snuggled up to Mickey and they kissed with passion pussy juices and all. It was a long affectionate loving kiss.



After a few minutes Mickey got to her feet and started to dress. “That was groovy” she said to my wife entirely ignoring me. “You are a fine little pussy-lapper” and glancing at me, “Too bad you are married. I’ll never understand what a girl would see in a man.”



My wife just laughed nervously and said nothing.



In a moment Mickey was dressed; she gave Lizbeth a kiss on the cheek, shook my hand, and then departed.



I was dumbfounded, I could only exclaim, “She is a lesbian, a lesbian through and through; a girl like that. Unbelievable.”



“I guess” Lizbeth said, her thoughts apparently miles away.



“You really seemed to be enjoying yourself sweetheart, should I be worried about you my love?”



“Hummmm, what,” with an effort she seemed to focus on what I was saying to her. “Oh, no sweetheart, I guess I’m learning I’m more bisexual than I thought, but I still like men”.



She put her arm around me and gave me a little squeeze. “It looks like we can cross Mickey off the list.”



“I think so,” she told me.



“That leaves no one,” I said.



Lizbeth shrugged her shoulders and smiled.



“Still want to look?” I asked her.



“As a matter of fact yes, I think I’m starting to see the benefits.”



We both laughed.



Chapter 13



We dressed and left the party. On the way home I told Lizbeth, “We could always have a threesome with another guy.”



“Cut it out,” she said laughing, “Neither of us want that, do we?”



“No.”



So, we kept searching putting feelers everywhere. We asked carefully everyone we knew—or at least everyone with whom we could bring up the subject–, “Do you know an attractive unattached girl?” We were even briefly interested in the young sister of one of our friends, but it all came to nothing.



“Let’s face it,” I said Lizbeth one day, “We’re an old married couple and we just don’t know any single people anymore.”



“That’s not true,” she protested to me. “I do know one.”



“Yeah,” I said sarcastically, “and who is she that you hadn’t remember until now.”



“Your sister Carla”



I looked at her as if I had been hit by lightning.



“You must be crazy; she is my sister and would never accept an arrangement like this, besides I don’t know where she lives, nobody in the family knows where she is.”



“Just hear me Rick. I know she is your sister, remember she was with me at High school. Remember she loved me? Remember she went off after our marriage? I know that if I or you tell her I want her she would come to me.”



“Ok, yes, I know all of that but even if she would accept our proposition, that would be to me as if Mickey had accepted; I’m out of the equation. Now don’t you forget she is gay and I’m her brother, so to everything else we have to add incest.”



“Well, I suggest we get in contact with her and ask her what she thinks about; she must decide that if she wants me you go in the package, incest or not incest. Of course now the question falls on you my dear husband, are you willing to enter into an incestuous relationship with your sister?”



To give me time to think I asked her, “You find her attractive?”



“Of course I do, she was adorable at eighteen and now she is gorgeous. I haven’t spent enough time lately with her but I know I would really like her to…”



I interrupted, “Wait a minute there, wait a minute, are you telling me you have seen her and didn’t tell me or the rest of the family? I was pissed now, really pissed at my wife.



“Yes, I met her a couple times for coffee in my office, she wanted to know how everybody in the family was but she didn’t want for anybody to know of her, at least not now.”



“Not even me?”



“You least of all, do not forget that you won me, and she wanted me too.”



“And now do you think she would be willing to have a part of you? Even if that includes me and you must share her with me?”



“Yes, I think she would be willing, to her is a win or win situation. She gets a part of me, she gets you and she gets the family back, all in a throw.”



“Yeah, but if she is as gorgeous as you say she must have a stream of girlfriends knocking at her door. Why would she be interested in sharing a man even if I’m her brother, when she could have a girlfriend for her alone?”



“Rick, don’t be dense, she would be because she would be living with me, and she is still in love with me.” Lizbeth was giggling.



“You and I know how great that can be, a threesome of love, but we may have a hard time convincing her.”



“I don’t think so; would you be willing to make love to her?”



“I don’t remember her well, I mean I remember her at eighteen but I assume she has changed.”



Lizbeth giggle again as if she had an ace up her sleeve, “Would you like to see a picture of her?”



“Why yes, by chance do you have any?” She giggled again and picked her purse from her shoulder bag, and then she took a passport photo and gave it to me.



I whistled, I didn’t recognize the beautiful woman in the photo as my kid sister. She was very different to the young blossoming woman who was my sister; this was full grown woman, with large dark eyes and that looked directly to the soul; she had dark wavy hair to her shoulders that framed an oval face with a roman nose and full lips in a beautiful mouth. I was sure if I had crossed her in the street I wouldn’t’ had recognized her. So far for these issues the blood is stronger than water, and much more of that nonsense. If I had crossed her on the street I would had hit on her and tried to get her on my bed.



After a few minutes I said, “Can you imagine me talking to Carla and inviting her over to the house for a threesome get together including sex with the each of us? She wouldn’t call the cops, but she would call me a sex maniac and who knows what else.”



“Is possible but not likely,” Lizbeth said with certainty. “On the other hand in the few times I had talked to her lately she has hinted that she’s still in love with me and she would like to make love with me now that I am an experienced woman. Her own words, not mine. Anyway you should introduce the idea to her properly, and made it clear to her we don’t expect an immediate response from her; being it a yes or a no”



“Wait a minute, what do you mean If I introduce the idea to her?”



“Well my love, I’m not very good at seducing girls yet, sweetheart. Maybe someday I’ll be, but not now. So far you have been the family expert at seducing women, so I’m afraid that’ll have to be your job.” Lizbeth said quite naturally.



“But how do I seduce my own sister to get in a threesome with me and my wife?” I asked myself aloud.



“Oh don’t worry, it won’t be so difficult, you just try and see what happens.” And she giggled obstreperously. “Then I knew she did know something I didn’t and she would not tell me.”



Next day before leaving for the office Lizbeth left over the breakfast table a paper with a phone number for me to call. I hadn’t any activity until the afternoon so gathering courage I called from home the phone number written in the paper.



When she responded I didn’t recognize the voice so I asked if I could talk with Ms. Carla Fields; “Hi big brother, how are you?”



I was incredulous, I’ve changed physically and my voice has too, so how in hell she knew it was me. “Hi sister, I know you are well, but I’ll ask anyway, how are you little sister?”



“I’m fine and anxious to meet you and huge you.”



It was a change, the last time I had seen and talk to her was more than twelve years ago a few days before I married Lizbeth and she was furious and had accused me of everything a jealous lover says to whom have taken her love. “I’m free today until fifteen thirty, would you like we go out to eat?”



She said all right and I was encouraged. I picked her on schedule at her work and I was surprised at what I saw, my sister Carla was gorgeous; she is slender with an almost perfect figure, with her clothes on I would say she was as perfect as Mickey, she had light brown hair and a warm easy smile, her legs were perfectly sculptured and he tits were high and well rounded, All in all she was luscious.



I got off the car to greet her and we hugged and kissed on the cheeks, as she was in my arms she asked softly in my ear, “Did you like what you saw?” I was stunned.



We got on the car and suddenly she said, “I was sort of surprised that you asked me to eat.”



“I was sort of surprised that after so long and having parted in any manner less that like friends, you accepted.” The remark drew the laugh he had been hoping for.



The restaurant was a well-known steak house in the village, Carla and I got a seat on the balcony away from most of the traffic so we could talk with a semblance of privacy.



“Now, you may be wondering why I invited you out to eat today after so long without speaking or hearing from the other.” I began not knowing how to follow.



“Go ahead,” Carla said. She was smiling and expectant.



“All right, but let me warn you in advance, what I’m about to tell you is petty far out and it needs quiet an introduction.” I was sweating big manner, my hands slick and for my back ran rivulets of sweat. “I guess the whole thing started with our closest friends Art and Betsy Burg…”



And I proceed to tell Carla about Art and Betsy…and Barbara; he told her the effect that relationship on their marriage. Carla listened avidly, at once fascinated and entertained. She often asked her brother some questions to clarify something he had said but mostly it was I who talked. At some moment Carla asked me, “but what does this tale have to do with me?” to what I answered by telling her to wait, she’d find soon enough. I went on with the story and I told my sister Carla of the change in my and Lizbeth’s sex life, watching carefully her face to catch any unfavorable reaction to my talk. There was not any.



I went on and told her about our swinging adventures or misadventures were they? And then I told her about the Expanded Family fiasco. Finally I told her of Lizbeth’s and mine apparently impossible goal; finding some other person—a girl hopefully—with whom we could establish a genuinely meaningful and intimate relationship without limitations of any sort. And that mean sex, every sort of sex you could imagine between three people.



After I had ended my recollection I sat back ready to answer any questions Carla should have. None came so after a few minutes of tense silence in which Carla only looked at me so intently that I was getting nervous.



“You know why I’m telling you this long story by now,” I said, “Lizbeth thinks you might be a good possibility for a threesome with us.”



Carla laughed and shook her head apparently incredulously.



“And you dear brother, do you think I’m a good possibility for threesome? Aren’t you afraid I may take Lizbeth from you?”



“Now, before you say anything let me do some more explaining. Its true enough we’re looking for a sexual relationship. But without real intimacy sex alone didn’t interest us, even with you. We have had that and it just isn’t satisfying. We have chosen you because we love you, always have, till now as a sister but we are sure we can go to the next step and love you as a person, sex included. And we know you already love Lizbeth as a people and want to have sex with her…”



“And you, do you will be able to love me as a person? Not as a brother.”



“Well, yes. Yesterday when Lizbeth showed me your picture I didn’t recognize you and immediately I started to get a hard on. You are attractive, you are bright, and you seem sensitive and self-aware. Yesterday before knowing who you were if I had crossed you on the street I would have had the same opinion. I wouldn’t hit on you because I don’t cheat on my wife, ever. I love Lizbeth but I would have whistled.”



“Just what do you expect from me brother, you know I’m a lesbian.” Carla said still smiling.



“Hell, I don’t know,” I said finally, “this is the first time I had eve propositioned a sister for a threesome.”



“It’s a first for me too.” Carla said and we laughed together.



“Well, till now, when we first started to look for someone to form a threesome, we had thought of the person to spend some time with us, got to know us—the both of us—and see what happened. We wouldn’t push and nothing would be preordained; no forcing, no obligations. But you aren’t any other people you are both my sister and my wife’s sister in law. So I don’t know.” I said seriously.



After a minute and while we sipped our coffee’s I asked her, “Carla, no obligations here, just the true, what do you think of the whole idea?”







“It’s amazing,” my sister replied, “Never in my wildest dreams would I have guessed this is why you asked me to eat. It’s a mind-blower.”



“I imagine so, but how do you feel about the idea outside of that.”



Carla pondered the question for a few minutes, “The idea is very attractive in some ways—having to people to relate instead of one– and I see the benefit of having Lizbeth as one. It could become a strong friendship but the idea of sex between you and me, it bothers me quite a bit.”



“Why, it is because I’m your brother?”



“No, that wouldn’t bother me while making love to your wife; it is because you are a man.”



“Then we shouldn’t talk anymore, as I said before, no pushing no preordained and most important, no obligations for any part.” I said. “But now we have met again I wouldn’t like to lose sight of you; I hope we see each other again from time to time, I love you, you know.”



At the same time I was trying to get up from the chair she grabbed my wrist with her hand and said “Where are you going? Are you in a hurry? We haven’t finished, at least I didn’t.”



I looked my clock and saw it was almost three p.m, “as a matter of fact I have another reunion at the High school where I teach.”



“It’s more important that this one?” She asked me mockingly.



“Well, two hours ago it wasn’t, now we have talked and I know your thinking I just don’t know.”



“But I didn’t give you my answer.” My little sister said me.



“You didn’t?” I was confounded.



“No, I said it bother me because you are a man, but I didn’t reject you or your wife and yours offering. In fact you being my brother could soften sex with you. I know you, I know and love your wife already, and I know I could trust you; so I didn’t say no.”



“That means you are interested?” I asked eagerly.



“Perhaps. We’ll have to see. You know…” Carla said as if she were surprised by her own words, “I think I’m. No promises but well who knows?”



“But you didn’t say yes…”



“No, I didn’t say yes to you, but I had said yes to Lizbeth, we had talked about this for some time and little by little I have accepted the idea of having you in a pack with Lizbeth. We thought it necessary to dispel any doubt you may have that you made the offering to me and I give my answer to you.”



My hands were trembling with excitement, “So what do you say is that’s a yes?”



“Well as I said I love Lizbeth from long time, you know since we were young teens and I love you, you are my brother. We’ll have to see what happens.”



Oo000ooo



In the next few weeks my sister, my wife and me spent a lot of time together. No sex at any moment. We talked endlessly about what made us, the three, tick, about how we felt, especially about each other, about love, about sex, about life in general. We are related, we have been with each other forever, yet we were like strangers, that is, except Lizbeth and me.

We went to dinner, we saw movies and we went to the theater. We went shopping and we even went to normal parties together. Most of all we got to know each other and to like, as a person, each other. Our initial awkwardness soon vanished.



From the start we agreed to accept touching between us as a means to know us better, it was affectionate touching and kissing rather than sexual contact. It was as if we were getting familiar with how each other felt and after a while we were perfectly at ease walking down the street arm in arm, generally, albeit not always, with me in the middle.



Occasionally, Carla would go with an old friend of hers, but she always came back to us complaining that she didn’t have as good a time as when she was with us. We never asked her about if she had sex or anything. Our relationship was deepening. It wasn’t still sexual, not yet.



One night we were sitting together in our couch listening quietly to good music as we chatted and smoked a little, shoes out our feet when I put an arm around Carla and the other around Lizbeth and drew both close to me. Then floating in space with the music and the sensations I began to caress both of them tits. We were comfortable together and cozy in any sense of the word.



After a while, I got up, extended a hand toward each woman and pulled them off the couch and into my arms. We danced together, the three of us, clinging to one another and holding tight.



We danced for a long time and slowly the character of our dancing began to change, from coziness and affection to excitement and finally to passion. We swayed with the music, pressing against one another, tits smashing against tits, my now erect cock rubbing first against my wife and then against my sister.



Then, slowly at first we began to drift toward the bedroom, kissing and hugging. I felt one hand touch my cock and shyly another. I watched almost hypnotized by the music and the mood as Lizbeth took my sister Carla’s face on her hands and kissed her deeply. After a while their mouth’s opened and I could see their tongues meeting. As Carla told me later it was a dream of hers made reality.



I bent my head toward them and joined the women in their kiss, my tongue tangling with theirs, entering first one mouth and then the other. And before I knew what was happening I had both women’s tongues in my mouth. I felt as if my cerebral circuits were in immediate danger of overloading.



We stopped for a moment the hugging and kissing and we walked into the bedroom. It was awkward for a time and Carla headed for the bedroom, while Lizbeth and me stripped and hopped under the covers. Shortly, the bathroom door opened—after the light had been turned off—and Carla jumped into bed with us. As if by mutual agreement the three of us were naked.



For a while, Carla occupied the middle position snuggled between us. There was much hugging and kissing at first and then I needed to see what was happening and I reached up and flipped on the reading light over the bed. And see I did.



Carla had suspended herself over Lizbeth her naked tits barely touching Lizbeth’s at the nipple, then while both sisters in law kissed passionately Carla swayed back and forth, her nipples scraping Lizbeth’s. My wife arched her back slightly to make the contact firmer. I gazed at them for a while my cock hardening like rapid-set cement; then I slipped a hand between the two pairs of boobs scraping the back of my hand against one set, the front.



“Hummmm” I heard my sister say. At the same time they turned in passion and Lizbeth was on top of my sister. Kissing like mad they rubbed their bodies from head to toes.



Then after a while, with eyes injected in blood by the passion Lizbeth looked at me and seeing my hardened cock moved away from Carla and I moved in. I lay on top of my sister, feeling her sharpened nipples pushing against my chest. Carla was smaller than Lizbeth– though just as sexy—and to my surprise was very responsive.



When I rubbed my cock against her pubis instead of rejection she pushed her pelvis toward me.



Meanwhile Lizbeth was lying beside me and Carla was pressing her body against us both. Lizbeth had shoved one hand beneath Carla and was apparently squeezing my sister’s asscheeks, her other hand was draped around me doing the same to me.



After a bit I rolled off Carla and the two women turned toward each other again, their bodies were making contact from the lips to the calves. I sat on my haunches and watched the girls make love to each other; it had been always a matter of utter excitement to watch two women together but the excitement had never been greater than it was now looking at my wife and sister.



As I gazed ate them gently fondling my huge erection the two sisters in law had intertwined their legs so their crotches has a tight pressing against the others. Then, they started to rub; I had always wondered how Lizbeth would take to bisexual activity but no longer: it seemed as natural to her as married intercourse with me.



The girls rubbed and scraped against each other for a long time the parted and Carla put a hand on my wife’s face and then slowly slid it down to Lizbeth’s tit; she caressed it for a time, her thumb grazing constantly my wife’s nipple. Lizbeth just lay there, her eyes closed, luxuriating in the sexual sensations. Soon she reached almost timidly for Carla’s tit at first holding it, then squeezing and fondling.



At the same time I crouched down near the bottom of the bed; I put a hand over my wife’s trimmed pussy and the other on my sister Carla almost hairless twat. Both were drenched wet. I touched their cunt holes first with the tips of my index fingers and then I slid my fingers up their slits until I was in contact with their clits. Even with my eyes closed I could tell the difference between them.



Lizbeth’ clit is large and roundish, while Carla’s is sharp and protruding, but despite their differences both women reacted the same way to my feathered touching, lesbian or straight. They jammed their cunts against my fingers, above me the two women were responding to each other, grazing their nipples across each other’s, holding and hugging, kissing long and passionately.



By now my dick was stone hard and to me it felt as long as a telephone pole. I wanted so badly to bury it in some place, didn’t matter where, and for a change I had two choices. I pulled my fingers away from the two women and they turned again toward each other, opening their legs so that the other’s thigh could get into position; then the rubbing began in earnest.



This time I stretched out full length beside my sister Carla and I moved over to her my chest pressed against her smooth soft-skinned back. She made as to reject me and then at my wife’s soothing gesture she calmed down.



I pressed back my turgid cock touching her firm little asscheeks. I looked at my wife as she was kissing Carla furiously and she nodded slightly and gave the way go with her eyes lashes. I moved down a bit trying not to scare my sister and pushed slowly my dick between her legs from behind; I could feel Lizbeth’s thigh moving up and down between my sister’s legs grazing against her pussy and at the same time rubbing my hard cock and pressing it between Carla’s pussy lips.



Finally I could feel my wife’s hand taking my prick in her hand and pointing it up so I could stick it in my sister’s pussy. Lizbeth found the opening with one hand while caressing its center with her middle finger and with the other she took my cock and slowly slid the head into it. Carla wiggled her ass at the intrusion trying to dislodge me but my wife passing her arms around the two of us grabbed my buttocks and pulled me strongly toward them.



As Carla was sandwiched between my wife and me she couldn’t move and at the sudden action of Lizbeth my dick slowly slid past the pussy lips of my sister’s cunt. I kept still for a few minutes letting my sister get accustomed to my girth while my wife kissed her mouth, ears and eyes fervently and her hands were stroking Carla’s breasts and caressing the nipples.



Then, after a few seconds who seemed like hours I started pushing slowly upward inside Carla when my dick found a barrier; I couldn’t believe it, my sister at almost thirty three years old was still a virgin, I had bumped into her hymen. To tell the truth at that moment I started to pull back but my wife quick as lightning realized what was happening and, maybe remembering her own defloration, with a double movement of her body, her arms pulling me by the buttocks and her hips pushing Carla backward against me, I was in.



Lizbeth stifled Carla’s cry of pain covering her sister in law mouth with her own and shoving her tongue into my sister’s mouth down to her throat.



I was all the way inside my sister’s body, my cock held tightly for the first time by Carla’s soaking and bleeding love tunnel. I kissed her neck and shoulder from the back as I pressed my body tight against her back now and as my wife had done before I reached my arms around both to the back of my wife and held the three of us.



Now we were a single clump of flesh, three people in sexual union. I began to stroke in and out of Carla, while Carla rubbed her thigh against Lizbeth’s cunt and Lizbeth returned the favor. My women tits were squashed together but I had managed to get a hand between them and I was touching them, caressing them together, squeezing and rubbing passionately. They were kissing endlessly exchanging saliva and tangling their tongues together.



With each stroke my passion grew and more and more I wanted to come, but I knew that if I did I’d be out of action for a while and tonight, anyhow, that was the last thing I wanted. I fucked Carla for a few more minutes and then withdrew and got to the other side of the bed this time entering Lizbeth from behind. I put my arms around my wife and over Carla driving my sister even closer to my wife. Again the three of us fucked.



I don’t know how but all three managed to hold back from our final release. After a while I disengaged myself from Lizbeth and the two rolled apart, their pretty bodies glistening from lust sweat, I moved again to the other side of the bed beside Carla; after a bit I put my hand on her crotch as the three of us were lying in our backs. To my surprise my hand was shortly joined by Lizbeth’s. Together I and my wife explored Carla’s pussy with our fingers, being careful not to hurt her tender tissues as we toyed alternatively with her clit and slipping in and out of her vagina.



Over Carla’s body I glanced to my wife and saw that Carla’s hand was now in my wife’s crotch, her fingers moving furiously against my wife’s swollen clit. Suddenly we were all of a single mind; the girls rolled into each other’s arms as if they had been doing it for years. I went back to Lizbeth’s and entered her from the rear. I was almost frantic with desire and I knew if I penetrated my sister I would hurt her and maybe ruin the possibility this threesome could be sustained over time.



The head of my prick was so swollen it felt like it was about to split open and gush forth gallons of come. I plunged it almost brutally and I could feel Lizbeth gasp, she was not used to such treatment from me, then I could feel the two women intertwining their legs again, this was becoming their favorite position.



Now the rubbing began in earnest; I had my arm looped over Lizbeth and around Carla and I could feel three distinct rhythms, my own, Lizbeth’s and Carla’s. Bit by bit our motions accelerated until we were practically pounding against each other, gasping in passion, moaning in joy. The two headed monster had become a three headed monster.



I was the first to come, not by much, just a fraction of a second, it seemed. I erupted totally out of control depositing spurt after spurt of my white cumm into my wife’s womb. An instant later I could hear the familiar noises of coming from my wife as Carla thigh pressed against her cunt. The sighs and groans, the sharp exhalations of breath and then he stiffening of her body that meant she was coming.



One instant later it was Carla’s turn. My pretty little sister’s entire body began to shudder and jerk as her hips and ass twitched again and again—all this while my spams were still taking place. I think it was probably the closest to a simultaneous orgasm three people could ever have.



We stayed clumped together for several minutes afterward and finally separated, one by one we went to the bathroom without speaking a word. After a few minutes we were all together in bed again.



“Wow” Carla said softly.



“I second the motion.” My wife put in.



“Motion carried.” I said.



“This was the most fantastic sex I had ever had in my life, even if I’m a little sore.” My sister Carla said clearly astonished and unbelieving.



“You liked it?” I asked her greatly relieved.



“I loved it, I have been years hoping to one day could make love to Lizbeth, so today is my epiphany.”



I was fearful of asking, “What about sex with me?”



“I have to think about it, you know, right now I’m hurting in the insides, I was a virgin until a couple hours ago and not because I hadn’t had opportunities, it was my election to not have intercourse with men. Today, being with the two of you, feeling loved and with Lizbeth hugging me and kissing me and caressing me when you penetrated me I felt I was protected, and when you was at my hymen and stopped I realized that you are not another man more, you’re someone who loves me and will take care of me.”



“Don’t have any doubt about that, in this family we have respect to the other or the others, we’ll love and respect you if you decide to form a family with us.” I said.



“Yes I feel loved and protected with you two,” she said and then jokingly, “How can it be different when I can feel Lizbeth’s tits pressing against mine. What an incredible feeling.”



After an hour of excited talk the three of us finally fell asleep.



Ooo000ooo



We all woke in the middle of the night, the excitement of the new life, the discomfort of sleeping three in a bed of two. The bladders needing emptying or the horniness of the three were the causes, one or all of them to be awake and horny as the devil. Without a word we got at it again.



In a moment Carla my, until today until today, lesbian sister was sucking my cock. I watched as Lizbeth got the comforter out the bed and then did something I thought almost impossible my wife would do. She got down between Carla’s legs and started licking her pussy.



I thought Carla was going to go through the roof. My wife must have been doing a good job because my sister started to go wild. She had only been sucking my cock for about two minutes and I was already getting close to cumming. I told Carla I was going to cum and she started sucking harder and deep-throating me.



Well between watching my wife eat Carla’s pussy and what Carla was doing to me I started to cum. God, It felt like I was cumming by the gallon and Carla took it all she could and swallowed almost every bit. She then let my cock fall from her mouth and turned around so she could start licking Lizbeth’s pussy and missing the rest of my cumm in her mouth with my wife’s cream.



Now, I know from experience that when I eat my wife’s pussy she gets extremely wet and when she cumm she squirts, well not maybe squirt but she surely spends a lot of juices. The two sisters in law were now thrashing around in the bed and Carla started yelling “I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” and behold, Carla squirted her pussy juices. Lizbeth just lapped it all up like a kitten lapping milk. As for me I was almost finished for this night and was just sitting on the bed stroking my cock and watching the girls get each other off.



My two women then start whispering to each other and the next thing I know Lizbeth is sucking my flaccid cock hard and when she could get me hard turned over on her back and put my cock in her pussy. Carla then got up on Lizbeth face and my wife started to eat her pussy again. I was driving all seven and half inches into Lizbeth and all I can hear from her was her grunting and moaning.



In that position me and my sister were face to face, both over my wife’s body, so she just leaned forward and opening her mouth kissed me with passion pushing her tongue inside my mouth. Suddenly she stiffened and started cumming again on Lizbeth’s face which made my wife moan all the more.



I pulled out of Lizbeth, and Carla tells my wife to just sit back, relax and enjoy the view, because she is going to fuck her husband. Carla then pushed me on to my back and started riding my cock. My wife couldn’t keep still looking us fucking and leaning forward in a new one, for her and for me, started rimming and licking my sister anus.



Carla’s scream as she felt the tongue of my wife sucking her ass was breathtaking and if we had not lived in a house the neighbors would have called the police.



“Yesssssssssss, that’s it, oh my god, suck my asshole, you beautiful girl, yes my love push your tongue inside, oh my god, oh my god how long I’ve waited and dreamed of this moment.”



I had never seen anything like this before Lizbeth just kept pumping her tongue in and out of Carla’s ass, and Carla kept riding my cock. The next thing I knew my cock was exploding and unloading another big load of cumm into my sister and she started to shudder by the two stimuli that her body was receiving, one by her anus being licked by my wife and the other by my cumm bathing the tissues in the vaginal cavity. She came all over my dick and when she was done she climbed off of me and laid down in the bed.



And then the party was complete; my wife went from Carla’s ass up to her pussy and started to lick my cumm that was dripping out of her pussy. And Carla came again just that quick. Carla then asked Lizbeth where she had learned to eat pussy like that and my wife told her it was her first time.



While they talked in a murmur in one side of the bed pecking at their lips from time to time I, very tired in body and soul, went to sleep death to the world on the other side. I woke up hearing moaning and moving on the bed and when I looked to see where it was coming from, I saw Carla eating Lizbeth’s pussy and Lizbeth was on the brink of coming. Carla had three fingers up my wife’s pussy and was rubbing her g- spot while she was eating her pussy. Lizbeth started going wild cumming all over Carla’s hand and tongue.



Suddenly my wife turned around so she could have her face in front of my sister’s pussy and they started a furious sixty-nine, sucking each other’s cunts and assholes, pushing fingers in and out of their holes, back or front, no matter which and generally moaning and crying their pleasure; if I didn’t know better I might have felt sidelined, Ousted.



When they were finished and after a few minutes of rest we decided to go together to the bathroom and climbed into the shower. We lathered and rinsed our bodies but we were so tired that except for some kissing there were no more sex games



Ooo000ooo



Next morning, I mean next Midday; we woke up with aching bodies by the tight space in the bed but with and expanded family of our own. I was a little afraid of my sister’s reaction to intercourse with me but all my fears were unfounded.



After we solved the morning call of nature and brushed our teeth we went for a late breakfast. Munching on sour biscuits and drinking coffee suddenly Carla spoke.



“You know, I’m not sure I’ll be satisfied with two- partner sex again.”



“Who says you have to be?” my wife asked her with a smile.



I was not so optimistic as the two women so I had to ask, “Carla dear what Lizbeth says is true, you don’t have to have sex your old style, I mean last night was fabulous and you know we love you but what about sex with me?”

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