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Tabitha jumped when she felt the jolt of pleasure caused by the vibrations between her thighs and tried to glance around inconspicuously to see if anyone had noticed. Again the toy inserted inside of her body pulsed but this time accompanied by the chime of her phone.

‘It’s time,’ the text read when Tabitha pulled her phone out of her clutch. The toy inside of her body began to pulse like the beating of a heart, the repeated daa dum, daa dum causing her knees to shake as she stifled a moan of pleasure.

Tabitha thought back to when she and Andrew had arrived at the ‘club’ almost two hours ago with Andrew instantly taking charge.

“Put this in,” he had instructed in his deep tenor and given Tabitha the toy, a T shaped vibrator that could stimulate her clit or deep inside her body or even both at the same time.

“Andrew,” Tabitha protested in a demure tone, although the sight of the vibrator instantly sent shivers up and down her back.

“Now!” Andrew demanded.

So it was to be one of those nights.

Tabitha tried to hide her excitement and anticipation but knew Andrew could already see right through her as she stepped into the harness before slipping the toy into her bodybody. Tabitha hadn’t bothered with panties for the night and her excitement allowed the toy to glide effortlessly deep inside of her. In moments she had the harness positioned to hold it firmly against her clit, the toy moving and shifting inside of her with even the slightest step. Andrew had watched closely before taking a small white wand from his pocket and pressing a button. Tabitha’s back arched up off the seat of the truck as the toy instantly sprang to life with a gently hum which quickly increased into a powerful burr before fading back to a gentle hum.

“Oh my gosh!” Tabitha gasped.

Andrew had grinned and slowly twisted a dial on the remote control, the gentle hum transforming into the angry burring before once more fading back to the hum.

“Now, I want you to go to Safeway and wait for my next text,” Andrew had instructed.

Tabitha had stared at Andrew, his dark brown eyes staring back at her with a combination of amusement and anticipation.

“Andrew, I couldn’t, look what I’m wearing!” Tabitha had tried to protest.

Tabitha was definitely dressed for the ‘club’ with a short leather miniskirt, a red sheer top that did nothing to conceal her C cup breasts, the dark circles of her areola, and already erect nipples. She had even worn the high heels with the clear straps that Andrew so loved because they made her look to be barefoot.

An outfit perfect for the ‘club’ that accentuated Tabitha’s tall, lean frame and displayed her body for anyone who cared to look, but not one she would dare wear inside of a grocery store.

“I didn’t ask what you were wearing, Tabby!” Andrew had said in mock anger, “I told you to walk over to Safeway and wait!

“Now!”

Tabitha had hesitated for another moment while staring at her husband of almost twenty years before taking a deep breath and stepping out of the truck.

“You’re serious?” Tabitha had asked as she nervously played with a lock of her shoulder length auburn hair.

“I’ll text you in a bit,” Andrew had replied and then turned to walk away towards the que of couples already standing outside the ‘club’.

Tabitha watched his wide, muscular back and mop of curly black hair as he joined the que and then jumped when she felt the toy inside of her body pulse to life followed quickly by the chime of her phone.

‘Now,’ the text read quickly followed by, ‘Send me a picture of bananas with your cute toes in the background so I know you are in the store.’

Tabitha chanced a glance up at Andrew and saw his bearded face peering back at her with a grin before she turned away and started walking down to the stoplight less than a block away. She couldn’t believe that she was really going to go into Safeway dressed like she was but couldn’t deny the excitement she felt at the idea of Andrew forcing her to either.

Tabitha gasped and stumbled as the toy gave another pulse, but this one concentrated externally on her clit before segueing to the part inside of her pressed against her G spot before just as suddenly fading away. Tabitha glared over her shoulder and just caught a glimpse of Andrew’s bearded smiling face before he stepped inside the ‘club’.

Tabitha turned back to the street corner and pulled her hand away in embarrassment as soon as she realized that she had been caressing the hard outline of the toy beneath her leather skirt. A passing car suddenly slowed with a honk and Tabitha looked up to see two boys who might have been in their late teens smiling as they cat called from the window of the car. Tabitha bit her lip and crossed the street to the Safeway parking lot as soon as the light changed and was at least a little grateful that there wasn’t a huge crowd of people in the store at 9:30 at night.

But there were still people.

Tabitha tried to keep her eyes down as she passed a young ataköy escort man who paused as he was pushing a line of shopping carts through the parking lot to watch her walk by, felt her face flush when a mother pulled her young daughter out of Tabitha’s way as if Tabitha was threatening to attack them, tried to ignore the crude comment from an older gentleman who passed her on his way out as she walked into the store.

“Velvet Door’s across the street,” a man who looked to be in his twenties said with a lewd grin as she hurried to the produce section.

Tabitha found a bunch of bananas and held them aloft so that she could see her feet with the white edging of her French nails clearly in the frame before snapping a picture with her phone and sending it to Andrew.

‘Good girl,’ he had sent back accompanied by the wonderful feeling of the toy segueing back and forth from vibrating against her clit to inside of her body against her G spot for several moments.

Tabitha stifled a moan and then looked at her phone as it chimed once more.

‘Go to the frozen section, show me a picture of a tub of ice cream with your beautiful toes in the picture,’ the text had read.

The cold of the open freezer door had sent chills through Tabitha’s body as the icy fingers had caressed her wet mound as she sent the picture of Tillamook ice cream to Andrew.

For the next hour AndrewAndrew had sent her to random places around the store, each time demanding a picture of some innocuous item framed with her feet in the picture. He had even demanded that she take and send a video with her phone laying on the ground facing up as she stood over it so that he could show everyone at the club what her shaved kitty looked like with her new toy inserted inside of her.

And now, almost two hours after she had arrived at the store the simple two word text, ‘It’s time.’

‘Time for?’ Tabitha texted back with shaking hands.

‘Cum here, I have some friends who would like to meet you,’ Andrew sent back.

Tabitha could feel her legs shaking as the toy inside of her body continued beating out it’s pulsing tempo of daa dum, daa dum so much slower than her own heart pounding in her chest. Tabitha had to spend a moment to figure out where the exit was before walking as quickly as she could towards it without seeming to run, each step seeming to make the heartbeat pulsing between her very wet thighs just that much stronger. By the time Tabitha had crossed the parking lot to the streetlight she was positive that the vibrator was growing stronger with every passing minute.

“Ohhhh, my gosh,” Tabitha moaned once she was across the street and hurrying towards the entrance to the ‘club’.

Tabitha held out her membership card with shaking hands, the woman behind the counter barely even glancing at it before waving her through with a smile as the throbbing heartbeat segueing between her G spot and clit grew ever stronger.

“Tabby,” a stranger said as soon as she had stepped through the beaded curtains that separated the entrance foyer from the rest of the club.

“Yes,” Tabitha said and tried to keep from staring at the shinny black mask that covered half the strangers face.

“You’re supposed to follow me,” the man said and then turned to thread his way through the crowd of people.

Tabitha glanced down at her phone to see if Andrew had sent any more text messages and then hesitantly followed along behind the stranger. Tabitha knew where they were going even before they had reached one of the many small rooms set aside for couples and groups to play. She could recall more than a few enjoyable nights at the club spent in one of them, but what she hadn’t expected, what caused her to hesitate was the line of men outside of one of the rooms and each and every one of them wearing an identical shiny black mask that covered half their faces.

Tabitha barely glanced down at the few who already had their dick’s out stroking themselves having seen similar at the ‘club’, but she came to a stop when she reached the door to the room and stared desperately around for Andrew.

“In here, Tabby,” Andrew’s familiar deep, slow tenor said form inside the room.

Tabitha darted a glance around at the line of men waiting outside the room and felt a flutter of panic, of trepidation, of excitement flow through her before she stepped inside.

“What in the world…” Tabitha began to say only to have the toy inside of her burr angrily.

Tabitha gasped and involuntarily reached down to touch her crotch at the sudden surge of pleasure. She looked up, her mouth open in a moan of pleasure to see Andrew’s bearded face smiling at her with the rest of his face covered by the same shiny black mask that everyone else was wearing.

“On your knees,” Andrew demanded.

Tabitha looked around the room which was crowded with eager, ready men with their erect dicks out and waiting for her and then back at Andrew. Tabitha gasped when she felt the angry burr of the vibrator avcılar escort inside of her body and then slowly eased herself down until she was kneeling on the soft padded floor of the room. Even as she lowered herself down Tabitha let her skirt ride up until it was around her hips, her mound and inner thighs glistening wet from the toy still inserted into her.

“Suck them,” Andrew demanded as soon as Tabitha was on her knees.

Four or five men suddenly crowded in around Tabitha, their erect dicks shoved towards her face as she reached up to take two of the men in her hands while a third didn’t hesitate in shoving his glans against her lips. Andrew turned the beating heart inside of her pussy up even more, the burr of each pulse audible over the soft moans and wet sounds of passion that were filling the room.

The man on Tabitha’s left was maybe a little bigger than average with flat mushroom shaped head while the man on her right was longer, but thinner with a bulbous glans. Tabitha opened her mouth and let the man pressing against her lips slip into her mouth and down her throat as she looked up to make eye contact with Andrew.

“Fuck, that’s nice,” the man in Tabitha’s mouth said as he cupped her head and began to thrust into her mouth.

Andrew was still grinning as Tabitha looked up at him while stroking both men in her hands while the third man continued to thrust into her mouth. She could smell a hint of Irish Spring as well as his muskier scent that lingered in the thick curls of his pubic hair that her nose was being shoved into repeatedly. More men were queuing up behind the one who was fucking Tabitha’s mouth and she wondered how many Andrew wanted her to suck off. Five? Ten?

Twenty?

“Ohhhhh,” the man in front of Tabitha suddenly cried out and she felt the familiar spurt of warm, thick cum fill her mouth as she hastily swallowed.

Tabitha barely had time to lick her lips before the next man had stepped up and presented his length to her. Tabitha opened her mouth in invitation and the man slipped his dick down her throat.

“I’m getting ready!” the man on Tabitha’s left suddenly exclaimed.

Tabitha pulled the man in front of her out of her mouth just long enough to turn to face her left, her hand never pausing as she stroked the stranger’s length. No sooner had Tabitha turned her head than she saw the man’s scrotum contract and a jet of creamy white shoot from his flattened head to splash across her cheek and mouth. Tabitha opened her mouth wide and moved her hand just enough for the second splash of warm cum to mostly land in her mouth and the third half hearted spurt to splash across her chin and upper chest. Without a pause Tabitha turned to look up at the faceless shiny black mask in front of her with her mouth open to display the pool of cum before she took his length back into her mouth.

With in seconds a new man had replaced the one on Tabitha’s left, this man shorter but much thicker than the first as she wrapped her fingers around his girth and began to stroke. The man in front of Tabitha didn’t seem to mind or even care that she still had a mouthful of cum from a different man as he thrust into her mouth and grunted his pleasure. Tabitha felt a warm splash of cum land on the back of her neck as well as her hair as someone behind her released his seed. The man who’s dick she was currently sucking soon succumbed to the inevitable and she felt his seed fill her mouth but spit him out to let his thick cum dribble down her chin instead of swallowing.

Two men stepped up with both presenting their dicks to be sucked even as the two on either side of her added their own warm cum to what was already covering her hair and face. Tabitha let both men press their dicks into her mouth, both men thrusting with their dicks pressed together for several minutes until she felt them both cum almost simultaneously in her mouth before they melted into the crowd.

More men stepped up and Tabitha sucked and stroked each until her arms couldn’t handle anymore and she only knelt as one man after another stood in front of her to take her head in their hands and fuck her face for their pleasure. More men came up to either side and behind her to stroke themselves until she would feel yet more splashes of warm cum on her face, in her hair or on her neck.

Tabitha wasn’t sure how long it lasted or even when she took her cum soaked sheer blouse off so that her breasts and back were covered in sperm, but finally only two men remained in line out of the more than a dozen that had been lined up outside.

“Who wants to fuck my wife?” Andrew suddenly said as the toy still inside of her body continued its burring, pulsing heartbeat.

“You serious?” one of the two men asked while the second nodded vigorously.

“Oh, hell yea!” he quickly added.

“One condition, you have to DP her pussy with me,” Andrew replied and lay back on the padded floor with his pants off and his erection already a hard exclamation mark.

“Oh,” bağcılar escort the second more enthusiastic man suddenly said and shook his head slightly, “Yea, umm, I’m not…”

“Fuck, I’ll do her with you inside her pussy!” the first man exclaimed.

“Hey, if you take some pictures and videos I’ll let you fuck her after we’re done,” Andrew told the second man who again hesitated before finally nodding his agreement.

Tabitha didn’t have to look down to see how wet she was since she could feel her inner thighs and mound covered in her silky smooth nectar, could see the toy still inside of her glistening wet as she stood up on shaky legs. Tabitha slipped the harness off and let the toy slip slowly out of her body before she pushed her leather skirt down around her ankles.

“Sit on my dick, Tabby, but I want you facing your new friends while you do,” Andrew instructed.

Tabitha climbed carefully on top of Andrew facing away from him before squatting down and using her hand to guide the head of his dick to her opening. As soon as she felt his glans pressing against her vulva she lowered herself to let her weight force his length deep inside of her. Tabitha felt Andrew’s hands on her shoulders pulling her back, guiding her until she was laying on his chest with his dick still inside of her.

“You feel good, Tabby,” Andrew crooned while reaching around to cup her breast covered in so many different men’s seed with one hand while using the tip of his finger to caress her clit with the other.

Tabitha had to bite her lip to stifle her moan of pleasure and looked up to see the man who had agreed to Andrew’s proposition staring down between her legs. Tabitha followed his gaze to see Andrew’s shaft slipping between her lips already shining wet from how wet she was.

“So you going to get a piece of my wife with me or what?” Andrew said from behind Tabitha.

The man jumped slightly and then looked up to meet Tabitha’s eyes with a grin. Brilliant blue eyes. Tabitha thought of cornflower blue as he quickly got down onto his knees in front of her.

“Huh, how does this even work?” he asked.

“Like this,” Tabitha said huskily and reached out to take his hands and pull him towards her until he was laying on top of her and she could kiss his lips.

Tabitha tried to ignore the taste of cigarettes and beer and concentrate on the feel of the man’s dick pressed against her stomach. She wondered if he could taste the other men’s sperm on her lips and hoped the chalky alum taste bothered him as much as his cigarettes bothered her. After a moment of him fumbling she reached down to take his hard shaft in her hand and guide his head downward, to press his head between her lips already wrapped around Andrew’s plunging dick, to press him against Andrew while guiding his thrusting efforts until he stretched her open just a little more.

Tabitha gasped as she felt him slip inside of her body alongside Andrew, moaned in pleasure as she felt herself stretched open and forgot all about cigarettes and beer as he kissed her lips.

“Mmmm, go harder,” Tabitha moaned as her new lover began to move in time with Andrew’s thrusts.

The man started thrusting into Tabitha harder and faster even as Andrew matched each one of his thrusts while he squeezed both of her cum slick breasts in his hands to steady her.

Tabitha had been amazed at how much she enjoyed being the center of attention for two men, even three or six or a dozen men, when Andrew had invited his best friends to ‘play’ a few years ago. Since that time she and Andrew had taken every opportunity to experience ‘DP’ together, Tabitha far preferring two hard dicks in her pussy than one in her butt and pussy, the later always more painful than enjoyable for her.

Tabitha could feel her orgasm building and quickly cresting, amoan of pleasure escaping while ahe wrapped her arms around her new lover. Her contractions gree stronger, her moans of pleasure turning into open mouthed screams as she relaxed and let both men have her.

“Ohhhh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” Tabitha cried out and then felt her new blue eyed lover stiffen and the telltale sensation of warmth fill her pussy.

“Oh, shit! I’m cumming!” Andrew called out a few seconds later and Tabitha held her new lover tightly to kiss his lips as she felt Andrew fill her body with his own seed.

“Crap…” Tabitha’s blue eyed lover suddenly said and quickly pulled out of her before standing up.

Tabitha watched in amusement as he quickly cleaned himself off with some of the wet wipes that were complementary in each of the rooms before hurrying out without so much as looking back at her.

“A bit of a shmuck, wasn’t he,” Andrew said softly from behind her.

“I think we popped his cherry,” Tabitha replied with a laugh and then looked up to see the last man standing in the room with Andrew’s Eos Rebel camera in his hands.

“That,” the man said and licked his lips while staring down at Tabitha’s pussy with Andrew’s now semi flaccid dick still inside of her, “That was fucking hot!

“My name is Tim.”

“Well Tim,” Andrew said as he lifted Tabitha up before setting her gently down on the padded floor next to him, “I believe the deal was that if you took some pictures for us that I’d let you fuck my wife.

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Looking over at Sarah, I could see tears in her eyes. The other girls were chatting excitedly in the hallway. I got up and shut the door, and went over to extend my hand to Sarah. We were both still naked.

“Come over here,” I said. “Let’s lie down together for a while.”

“OK,” she said weakly, getting up to lie down beside me.

I took her in my arms, and we lay together for a while spooning on dark silky sheets covering the soft mattress that occupied the entire floor of the room. I pulled one of the sheets over us.

Her sobs melted into me as I held her, slowly fading away.

From the sounds through the walls, Desiree had joined Kelly next door and they were having a hushed intense conversation.

“Are you OK?” I asked. “That escalated rather quickly.”

She laughed. “Yeah, I guess. You would think I’m old enough to know what I’m getting into. So much social pressure with these sororities.” She sobbed once more.

I held squeezed her reassuringly.

“Didn’t expect to lose your virginity quite like that?” I said.

“No! Only…” her voice was dreamy. “I didn’t realize I could feel that way for two people at once.”

There was a long silence.

“Who am I, anyway?” she said.

I laughed. “Who is anyone, really?” I asked.

“Have you ever? Before?”

I shook my head. “No. I’ve never been with two girls before.”

She turned her head to look at me. “Really? At your age?”

“Why, thank you.”

“No, seriously. You seem so… accomplished.”

“Illusion,” I said. “Not much accomplishment over here.”

“Really?” She turned her body so we were facing. “Will you…”

“Will I what?” I replied, imagining all kinds of requests she might make. What sort of sexual favors did this sweet girl have secret yearnings for?

“Will you be my boyfriend?” she asked brightly.

“Are you sure?” I said. “You barely know me.”

“OK, who are you?”

I laughed. “I’m a writer. I listen to the weird alien language that engineers speak and translate it into English so that the world may be filled with documentation nobody reads.”

“So you’re in tech?”

“In it, yes. The deep end with sharks and no life preserver. How about you?”

She squirmed a little. “I was hoping to study Earth sciences. I mean, it seems like we need more people out to save the planet today. ataköy escort I don’t even want to have children really, given the awful state things are in, and they keep getting worse. But I’m thinking maybe I should switch to political science.”

“So you could be the new AOC.”

She smiled widely. “Oh yeah. She’s my hero.” She looked at me anxiously. “Do you like her?”

I laughed gently. “Relax. She’s one of my heroes too.”

“Plus she’s kind of hot…” she stopped.

I let her think for a while.

She continued: “Do you think she’s hot?”

I laughed again. “Sure. Of course.”

“Have you ever… had a fantasy about her? A sexual one?”

I searched my memory. “I don’t think so,” I said. I paused. “Have you?”

She smiled wistfully, looking up at me with shy eyes.

I kissed her gently on the forehead.

“But you know what?” she blurted excitedly, “I never realized how profoundly amazing it would feel to love two people at once. Having you inside of me while I was having an orgasm on Desiree’s face… There’s something so magical about being with two instead of just one. You know, three is a sacred number?”

“The Holy Trinity?” I offered.

“Kinda,” she said.

“I’m sure that threesome sex was exactly what the Lord had in mind when he invented the Holy Trinity.”

She laughed.

“That’s why those Biblical kings had so many wives and concubines,” I said. “They were just setting a good example.”

“Were you raised Catholic?” she asked.

“No. Lutheran. It was awful. They mean well and everything, but I just can’t get into all the guilt.”

“Me either,” she said. “My parents were free-loving hippie pagans, so I got to skip over all that.”

I thought. “So they wouldn’t mind knowing what we just did?”

She considered. “Probably not. As if I would ever tell them!” She fell into thought.

Moved by her gentle kindness, I delicately caressed her exposed arm and thigh as we lay facing on our sides.

“So will you?” she blurted impulsively.

“Will I what? Be your boyfriend?”

She nodded.

“I suppose we could work that out,” I said. “Were you looking for something exclusive?”

“Well…” she began.

“Yes?”

“I like having another woman there. It makes it feel more complete. Like I’m bisexual or something.”

“Or avcılar escort something,” I said.

She looked up at me. “Would that be OK with you?”

I blinked. “I think I could manage,” I said. “Did you have someone in mind?”

“Well…” she began again.

“Yes?”

“I was thinking we could try a few different girls. See which ones we both like. I want to watch you cum inside someone, from underneath, you know, like Desiree just did? Have your gunk all over my face?”

“I imagine we could engineer something like that,” I said. “Only I think you’ll have to recruit the girls.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” she laughed audaciously. “I can take care of that. All those girls keep propositioning me. I’ll just tell them you’re part of the deal.”

“OK,” I said.

“How about you?” She said. “Which of those girls would you want to try?”

“She’s right here in front of me,” I said.

She looked up at me, wondering.

Slowly I bent over and kissed her on the lips. Our first kiss. Delicate and romantic.

She took in a deep breath and sighed. Looking down, she commented “I think someone was happy about that.” Her hand circled my hardening penis.

I kissed her again, and whispered in her ear, “Let’s make love.”

Silently she rolled over on her back and spread her legs. I rolled on top of her and gently prodded her soft gooey pleasure gateway with the tip of my stiffening cock.

She gave a moaning sigh as I made a slow and deliberate plunge, like the slow start of a steam train in those old movies. The piston gradually sped up into a pleasant circular rhythm. Her nipples stood out on her tiny breasts. I kissed her mouth again. Her mass of curly hair bobbed gently with the rhythmic motion. The blend of her aroma with mine was overpowering.

“Oh!” she exclaimed. “So wonderful!”

“Oh sweet Sarah,” I said. “I love you so much!”

“Oh V!” She cried with abandon. Then: “Is that really your name?”

“Good enough,” I said. “Just not ‘late for dinner.'”

“What?”

I laughed. “It’s an old guy joke. Never mind. Like, ‘call me late for dinner.'”

She moaned at a particularly well-executed stroke. Or was she groaning at the terrible humor? “That’s funny, I guess.”

“It’s OK. You don’t have to laugh.”

“So which girl do you want to try first?” bağcılar escort she said as I shoved my hard cock into her vagina. “Do those girls, you know, turn you on or whatever?”

The question made me give an involuntary moan of pleasure. “Whatever,” I said. “I mean, sure, of course they do.”

She laughed. “That’s right. You’re a guy.”

“I believe you have a good grasp of the evidence. As they say, if you want the truth, seek within.”

She gave a grunt of pleasure. “OK, wise ass. So which one? Who should we start with?”

I glanced at the wall next door. “Kelly,” I said. My mind had already veered in that directon. “How about you?”

“Natalya,” she said.

“Which one is she?” I moaned as her pelvic motion combined with the thought of Kelly spiked my arousal.

“You know that girl with the elephant dress? Who looks kind of like AOC?”

Now I was thinking about both of them at once, along with Sarah. “Yes? The Indian girl?”

“One time I looked up AOC’s lipstick color online. It’s called ‘Beso.'”

“Go on. Unnh!”

“Oh! Well… Aaah! I went out and bought some. I used to wear it sometimes. So I was thinking…”

“Mmm. Yes?”

“Oh my God. I was thinking we could ask her to put it on…”

“And rôle-play? Pretend she’s AOC?”

“Oh yes!” I felt her cumming around me. Warm goo dribbled down there somewhere.

She was whispering now, barely able to speak. “I could sit on her face — ah! — and you could cum inside me from behind like you did with Desiree… Uh! Uh! Uh!” she came again. “And splatter your stuff all over her face!”

That pushed me over the edge. I gave a long, deep thrust, emptying the entire contents of my prostate into Sarah’s sweet pussy.

Then I shoved again, with a little more, while she twitched around me, vocalizing loudly.

After a few more of those, we collapsed into joyful relaxation. She still had her round glasses on.

As we lay together breathing heavily, a voice called out quietly from behind. “That was quite impressive!”

It was Desiree, who had entered unheard, closing the door again.

I started. “Her clothes are in here,” I remembered out loud.

Sarah laughed.

“Just a –“

I turned around to look.

Desiree was still naked, of course, leaning back against the wall legs spread, working her pussy with one of the dildos that had been lying around. “Aah!” she threw her head back, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” her legs convulsed involuntarily as she lost control from the pleasure waves sweeping her entire body.

Finally, she too collapsed. “You two are the best,” she said. “Don’t stop!”

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Mikey was again getting the barbecue ready. Ken and Suzie were coming over for another barbecue and a little something extra. Mikey had been horny all day thinking about it but had purposefully stayed away from Missy. He wanted to be really ready tonight for whatever happened.

All week, his mind had kept returning to the previous weekend when Ken and Suzie had come over for dinner. The sight of his wife and Suzie giving him and Ken tit fucks was just too amazing. Mikey got instantly hard just thinking about it. Tonight, maybe a repeat performance, and maybe, if he was lucky a little more.

Missy watched Mikey as she got the rest of dinner ready. He was hard in his shorts already. Like Mikey, Missy had thought about last weekend. She still couldn’t quite believe it. Her whole body heated up when she thought about it.

When the doorbell rang, Mikey and Missy both answered it, a big smile on their faces. Ken and Suzie had the same smile. For the first hour, conversation was polite and no one brought it up. After dinner, Missy suggested a little swim again. This time, neither Missy nor Suzie even thought of swimsuits. Both stood by the side of the pool and stripped for their husbands.

Mikey looked first at Missy. She was so beautiful. Her round breasts and round ass. His cock got even harder watching her. His eyes shifted to Suzie. What turned him on with Suzie was her chest. She had the most beautiful tits, big, round and well, big. Her DD’s were really amazing. Both women crawled into the water and swam, playing and splashing each other. Both men were getting harder and harder just watching them.

After a while, Missy and Suzie both crawled out of the water. Taking one of the towels, Missy was rubbing the towel over her nipples. Missy looked over her shoulder at Mikey and smiled. Suzie wasn’t about to be outdone. Lifting Missy’s breasts, she wiped underneath the massive mounds and gently stroked her nipples. Missy moaned and Suzie smiled. Then they turned and faced their husbands.

Without saying a word, both women stood in front of their bahçelievler escort husband. Missy reached down and slowly unzipped Mikey’s shorts. As she was pushing his shorts down, Suzie was pulling Ken’s shorts down. Both men’s cocks sprung out and up. Kneeling in front of them, Missy and Suzie smiled. They had talked about this all week and the men were in for a surprise.

Suzie slowly took Ken’s cock in her mouth, sucking him hard and slow. As her mouth pulled on his cock, her hands rubbed his balls. Ken moaned and closed his eyes. Missy took Mikey’s cock in her hand and slowly squeezed the tip of his cock. As she played with the head, her tongue licked up and down his shaft. As her tongue moved over him, her fingers stroked him. Then, she slid him all the way in her mouth. Mikey moaned and grunted. Her mouth was so warm.

Getting the cocks wet, the women then took each cock and wrapped them between their luscious breasts. Mikey moaned and opened his eyes, looking down to watch his rock hard cock move in and out of Missy’s breasts. Ken was moaning, loving the feeling of Suzie’s soft mounds wrapped around his rod. Up and down, both women moved their breasts, tit fucking their husbands.

After a few minutes, both Missy and Suzie stopped. Ken and Mikey looked heartbroken. But that was going to change quickly. Crawling towards Suzie, Missy moved in front of Ken. Suzie had crawled in front of Mikey. Mikey couldn’t believe his eyes. He thought he would burst immediately as Suzie took his cock in her mouth and sucked.

“Oh shit!!”

Both men grunted at once. Missy was slowly licking Ken’s shaft before taking him in her mouth. Mikey looked over and watched as his wife took his friend’s cock in her mouth and sucked him. He looked down and watched as Suzie was devouring his cock in her mouth, her hands rubbing his balls. Then all his fantasies came true as Suzie moved his cock from her mouth to her breasts. As Suzie’s soft breasts wrapped themselves around his hard cock, Mikey thought he had died and gone to heaven.

Mikey bakırköy escort pushed his cock upwards in Suzie’s breasts. Each time his head poked through, Suzie would lick the tip. Mikey watched his cock disappear and reappear between her mounds and moaned. He looked over and watched as Missy had wrapped her breasts around Ken’s cock and was repeating the same motion over there. Over and over again, Mikey watched Missy take the tip of Ken’s cock in her mouth before it disappeared between her breasts.

Ken was the first to cum, spilling his juices over Missy’s pale breasts. She sucked the tip of his cock clean and then released his cock from her breasts. Ken fell back on the lounge chair, his limp cock twitching between his legs. Missy crawled over to Mikey and Suzie. As Suzie continued to tit fuck Mikey’s cock, Missy crawled down underneath and Mikey grunted as Missy’s mouth closed over his balls and sucked. Never had he dreamed of anything this good. He was getting tit fucked by a massive pair of breasts and his wife was sucking his balls as it happened. He grunted, pushed his cock upwards and then shot his cum all over Suzie’s breasts.

Reaching up, Missy grabbed Mikey’s cock and jerked him, shooting even more cum onto Suzie. Mikey smiled and collapsed back on the lounge chair. Both women smiled and went back into the pool to clean up. As they swam, both women rubbed against each other. Missy began stroking Suzie’s breasts, running her fingers over her nipples and squeezing. Leaning down, Missy took a nipple in her mouth and sucked. As Suzie moaned, both men sat up and watched.

Missy’s mouth closed around Suzie’s other nipple and sucked, pulling her into her mouth. Suzie had reached underneath the water and was gently stroking Missy’s pussy with her fingers. Missy moaned and Suzie slipped a finger just inside and then pulled back out. Suzie leaned down and sucked Missy’s nipples as Missy leaned her head back and moaned. Suzie’s fingers stroked her pussy as her tongue stroked her nipples.

Watching a little of this and both men were beşiktaş escort raring to go again. They stripped out of the rest of their clothes and crawled into the water with the women. Taking Missy’s hand, Mikey led her to the steps and turned her around. Bracing herself against the edge of the pool, Missy turned her head over her shoulder and watched as Mikey guided his cock into her tight pussy. She moaned and pushed back against him.

Ken had taken Suzie and had her sitting on the pool step. Opening her legs wide, he leaned down and flicked his tongue over her pussy, licking her. Mikey watched as Ken’s tongue disappeared inside her pussy. Standing up, he opened Suzie’s legs wider and guided his cock into her pussy. Both women were moaning as their husbands fucked them, pushing their cocks harder and harder into them. It wasn’t long before both women were cumming and cumming hard.

Ken and Mikey both looked at each other and smiled. Instant communication. Pulling their cocks out, Ken and Mikey traded places. Mikey pushed Suzie’s legs open and looked at her pink pussy. Slowly, he pushed the tip of his cock against her lips and opened her. Suzie moaned and bucked her hips. As Mikey slowly disappeared inside Suzie’s tight hole, he watched as Ken rammed his cock up inside Missy’s pussy. Watching another man fuck his wife turned Mikey on.

Grabbing Suzie’s hips, Mikey pumped his cock into her, fucking her hard. Missy was moaning for Ken to fuck her harder and Ken was having trouble making that happen. Reaching around, Ken fondled Missy’s tits as his cock slammed in and out of her. Mikey pushed harder into Suzie. Both grunted and came. Mikey pulled out and Suzie took his cock in her mouth, sucking him clean.

Ken was still fucking Missy, his balls slamming against her. Mikey moved over and sat next to his wife. As Ken fucked her, Mikey kissed her mouth, his tongue slipping between her lips. She moaned and her orgasm ripped through her as Mikey kissed her. Suzie moved down and was sucking on Ken’s balls as he fucked Missy. That did him in and he pulled out, his cum spewing everywhere. Suzie took his cock in her mouth and sucked.

Both couples sat back, cuddling and stroking each other. Another friendly barbecue and no complaints. Maybe next time they’d ask that third couple and see what they could do with that challenge.

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Anna decided to check out this swinger website she had read about. Since her divorce she had longed for the great sex she remembered from her single days, and the early part of her marriage. Dating men her age had been a huge disappointment since most of the single men were basically boys in older bodies. Why had the young guys she remembered into older men who’d forgot how to fuck? Some OK sex, but nothing that satisfied her increasingly hungry pussy. She thought that maybe swingers would be better at sex! She was also increasingly interested in exploring some of her fantasies about women, and group sex (a couple perhaps). A more open-minded community would be a great place to explore, she wasn’t married anymore and wanted to live a little.

She created a profile on the site and filled out the basic description of what she was interested in. She uploaded a nice suggestive picture of herself although she wasn’t sure about showing her face. Anna’s body was extremely beautiful for a 48 year old woman who’d had a couple kids, her full breasts and round ass should get lots of attention. Her blond hair and pretty face weren’t as obvious, but she was pretty sure that someone would be interested in her. She picked a name for the profile and hit the return key…. this should be interesting at least, and with that “HotCityMILF ” appeared on the SLS site. She decided to see if any women on the site were interested in someone like her. Was she bold enough to do this?

Liam was looking at the SLS site to check for any new mail and see if any interesting women had joined the site. Nothing showed up until the new “HotCityMILF ” came across his screen. He read her profile and she looked promising, not the greatest detail in her profile, but enough to pique his interest. Her picture was pretty exciting, she had a great body. He crafted her a letter introducing himself and hopefully sent it along.

Monica was hitting the SLS site before bed. As usual, there were the handful of emails from the tired old single guys who approached her in their standard clueless manner. She sighed, until one email stood out like a sore thumb. It was from a woman. She was new on the site and was looking to explore a woman. She had singled Monica out and was interested in exploring. This HotCityMILF was right out of her fantasies and something about her really made her heart skip a beat. It wasn’t just her heart, Monica’s pussy immediately told her what to do. Reply and hope this was real.

The next night Anna was examining the her SLS email, and she was absolutely overwhelmed with the response. She had 23 emails in one day, 15 single men, 7 couples and one woman. She quickly determined that most of the emails should be ignored. Only two of the men appeared to be remotely better than the awful single guys she was trying to escape from. Two of the couples had some potential, and the woman was a definite winner, it was that SexyEyedLady she’d written to. Her real name was Monica, and she was game, no excited about her. She could write 5 responses with her free account. She wrote Monica back immediately, she remained aggressive and wanted this to happen, Monica was hot, and she was hoping to make this fantasy come true. Next, she wrote the two couples back, she hoped these weren’t the typical unicorn hunters she had read about. Finally, the two single guys were responded to. One of them was Liam. She was cautious with these guys, but hopeful. These guys have to be better lays than the losers she had dated.

Monica got Anna’s response and immediately got so hot she could barely contain herself. Good thing her vibrator was at the ready for some quick relief. Anna was beautiful and looked interested in exploring girl-on-girl play. A few days later they got a drink together and immediately hit it off. Anna was an incredible kisser and her body felt as good as it looked. Monica was barely able to contain her excitement. The next night they got together to play at Monica’s place. It was phenomenal, Monica loved eating Anna’s pussy, and Anna, who had never ate pussy before took to it like a pro. Within minutes Monica was convinced that Anna had been eating pussy for years. She marveled at Monica’s response and how easily she came. This was just the start, and Monica played with Anna for four hours and both women were spent. Anna was spellbound, this was so much better than she’d imagined! It was the best sex she’d had in years. Monica told her that this was common, she had a play partner that would fuck her for five or six hours. Anna said, “I’ve got to meet a guy like that!” Monica, said “they exist and its great!” They parted with a lingering kiss agreeing that they’d have to do this again, and soon.

Liam got Anna’s response and the two immediately started chatting via text. Anna could see that Liam wasn’t like the losers she had dated. She was getting her head around the fact he was married, and his wife was cool with all of this. His wife played too, and everything was open. After three days of intense chatting on text, Liam and Anna decided to get a drink and see fındıkzade escort how things worked in real life. After her fantastic date with Monica, Anna was starting to think that maybe swinging was for her. She and Liam met at a local bar and the conversation was great and easy just like texting, but better. Liam was very honest about what he was doing, and that he’d had a great time playing with sexy women. Anna asked him how long a playdate would last (thinking of the blizzard of sex she’d enjoyed with Monica). Liam told her three to six hours if we had time, although a mid-day quickie could be fun too.

Monica was right, these swingers could play for hours! They hit it off so well and Anna was so curious that they decided to play the next day. Anna came over to Liam’s house. Liam took the afternoon off work and told her that he had the house till 6 pm. They had an incredible time together, doing everything they could imagine. Lots of fucking, and Liam loved eating her pussy. Anna couldn’t help but pinch herself over all the amazing head she was getting. It was also great to enjoy Liam’s cock and how it filled her greedy pussy. Damn! this was fun! Liam was taken with Anna’s passion and energy, and what as kisser, It was an intense and satisfying experience for both of them. Two play dates and two memorable experiences. Anna was ecstatic with how this was going. She would have to see both Liam and Monica again. She almost kicked herself, the time she’d wasted with mediocre sex.

Three days later Liam came over to Monica’s for one of their playdates. They got together every few weeks to fuck for hours. Tonight, was no different although both of them were very erotically charged from their dates with Anna. Usually they start off with a boiling hot fuck and suck session that usually ends up with lots of orgasms. Monica soaked her bed with multiple orgasms from fucking and his relentless oral attack on her clit, and tonight Liam shot a huge load down Monica’s throat. As usual there was a need to recover for round two and three. They laid back on Monica’s bed in the afterglow.

“Wow that was great,” Liam said. “holy fuck!”

Monica quipped “not bad your self, sexy man”

“You were on fire” Liam fired back, “you too” Monica bounced back. “Can I be honest?”

“Sure, of course” Liam replied.

“I have a new play partner, we played a few days ago, and it was mind-blowing” Monica said. “It was a woman, and I enjoyed her so much”

“where’d you meet?” Liam inquired.

“On SLS” Monica responded.

“That’s great” Liam said, “is she new?”

“Yeah, and she wrote to me” Monica said.

“That’s awesome, I’m so happy for you” Liam beamed back.

“Her name is Anna and I can’t wait to play again” Monica said,

“Anna? HotCityMILF?” Liam questioned. “Yes?” said Monica

“I played with her a few days ago,” Liam said slightly amazed,

“No!” Monica said surprised, “Yes, and she is a really great fuck” Liam said, “wow, this is amazing, kind of makes the head swim”

Liam’s cock had become rock hard again with the mere thought of where his mind was going, Monica was already there, and her pussy welcomed Liam’s cock for their next fuck. They were both incredibly turned on. As they fucked and Monica came, Liam and Monica talked about Anna and how great it would be for both of them to fuck her. Liam was so turned on that he pumped a second load into Monica’s pussy while she gushed all over him.

“We should fuck her together” Monica said, “Absolutely” Liam agreed. “How do we tell her?” Monica said, “she and I are fucking again on Saturday, I’ll take care of it.”

Monica and Liam had another four hours to play and the thought of Anna joining them made it one of their hottest play dates ever. Both of them were exhausted at the end, yet still turned on.

The Saturday play date with Monica and Anna was better than their first date. During their first bout of pillow talk,

Monica told Anna, “Remember the five or six-hour play dates I mentioned?”

Anna looked happily at Monica, “Yes, I had one of those, wow you swingers are incredible”

Monica said, “It was with Liam, right?”

Anna looked concerned, “Yes it was”

Monica said, “Liam and I play, we have for more than a year”

Anna continued to look concerned, “Is that OK?”

Monica said, “Oh yes, it’s perfectly fine, I’m thrilled for you”

Anna looked relieved, “Oh good, because I want to keep seeing him”

Monica, “of course! you know there’s something else we can do”

Anna smiled back, “can we fuck him together?”

Monica grinned back “yes we can, and Liam and I will fuck you together too”

Anna was looking wildly at Monica, “Yes we will, when can we do it?”

Monica said, “I’ll ask Liam now, why you don’t do the same”

Liam was sitting at home, he knew Monica and Anna were playing that night. All of a sudden, his phone vibrated, and it was a text from Monica.

“I’m with Anna, and we want to fuck you together!”

Liam was grinning from ear to levent escort ear, this was going to happen. Then he got a text from Anna,

“Monica and I want you, how soon can we all play?”

Liam wrote them back together,

“Let’s plan something special, I want this play date to be as special as both of you are. How about next Friday night and Saturday morning?”

Monica wrote back, “yes!”

Anna replied “let’s do this”

The three of them went about planning for the playdate with Liam and Monica taking the lead. Anna hadn’t had a threesome since college and that was a drunken hookup. This would be something special and memorable. They both wanted their new lover to have a great time. Liam found a wonderful boutique hotel with a sumptuous suite with a king size bed, walk in shower and Jacuzzi tub. It would be perfect for the three of them to fuck all night, and the next morning. Monica made dinner reservations at a romantic bistro and got some flowers for the room.

Friday arrived and all of them were brimming with excitement anticipating the evening to come. Liam took off early from work and secured the room with an early check-in. Dinner was at 7, and they could start playing before dinner. None of them could wait any longer for this. Anna arrived at 3:15, beaming as Liam let her in the room. She dropped her overnight bag just inside the room. They embraced kissing passionately, “you ready for a great time?” Liam said, “I can’t wait another moment” Anna breathlessly replied. They kissed and tore at each other’s clothes. Everything coming off as they tumbled onto the bed. Anna immediately grasped Liam’s hard cock, licking the head and shaft before swallowing it whole. She gave him vigorous sloppy head. Liam temporarily paralyzed by Anna’s oral assault came to his senses and reoriented his body until Anna’s pussy and ass were over his face. With a smile and he buried his face in her gorgeous pussy and ass. He licked every inch of her savoring the taste, as Anna continued pleasuring his cock.

Then there was a knock at the door. It was Monica. Anna got up, confirming it was Monica and opened the door letting her in. Monica was grinning, “couldn’t wait, could you?” Anna gave her a deep embracing kiss while Liam came around putting his arms around both of them. Moments later Liam and Anna were taking every stitch of clothing off of Monica. Leading her to the bed to enjoy. Monica immediately took Liam’s cock in her mouth, while Anna ate her pussy. Liam was continuing to eat Anna’s pussy as they had naturally formed a daisy chain, and after a few minutes they switched so that Monica could savor Anna’s ripe pussy. Both women were soon cumming over and over. Monica suddenly got up and explained, “Let’s fuck!’

The women got on their hands and knees kissing each other. Liam got behind them and slid his cock into Monica’s pussy, and his right hand into Anna. He fucked like this for several minutes and then pulled his cock out of Monica and slid into Anna while his left hand vigorously fingered Monica. This went on for a while getting a great rhythm going. Anna had a great orgasm and decided to slide underneath Monica offering her pussy, while Anna could tongue both Liam and Monica while they fucked. They kept this up for a few minutes, then Liam pulled his cock out of Monica’s juicy pussy and fucked Anna’s face. He walked around and slid his cock into Anna’s pussy, fucking her for a minute then let Monica clean his cock off all the way to the balls. He repeated this process five or six times looking like a kid opening presents under a Christmas tree.

Anna exclaimed to him, “you sure look pleased with yourself” to which Liam replied, “damn right I am, this is the most fucking fun I have ever had!” As Liam extracted his cock from Monica’s hungry mouth, she chimed in “Oh God I’m loving every minute of this!” Liam laid back against the pillows on the bed and the two hungry cumsluts descended on him. Both of them took turns sucking his cock and tonguing his balls, making intense eye contract the whole time. The scene was soon too much for him and he could feel the cum welling up from deep inside him.

Anna had slid one of her long fingers into his ass, as Monica repeatedly look his entire length in her mouth and throat. She handed his cock to Anna saying, “finish him! But I want to taste his cum too” With that Anna went wild sucking his cock then flicking her long tongue all around his cock head. Liam’s eyes were closed, and he was convulsing, and then he erupted into Anna’s mouth while cursing “oh fuck! oh fuck! oh fuck!” When he opened his eyes, he saw Monica and Anna deeply kissing sharing his generous load and passing it between them mouth to mouth. Their eyes were closed as they caressed each other. He watched for a moment then seized the opportunity to run his tongue around each woman’s winking asshole for the first rimjob of the evening. The whole scene was so sensuous and deeply naughty, two beautiful women kissing, sharing Liam’s load while he tongued their asses, and this was just the maslak escort start!

Liam went and joined the kissing women on the bed, caressing their supple bodies and enjoying their beauty in a bath of post-orgasmic bliss. They laid there together catching their breath, holding hands and touching each other. All three of them were grinning wildly. It was now just past five and they needed to think about getting cleaned up. All three of them smelled deliciously of sex, so off to the shower they headed. The room Liam picked had a huge walk in shower and the three of them could comfortably fit, plus a bench that would be perfect for a bit of playing. The shower was hot and steamy, and the three of them went about washing each other from head to toe. Each lady got a special shampoo treatment with lots of suds and four hands massaging their scalps. They took extra attention making sure Liam’s cock was clean too.

The attention of two very hot and horny ladies had the desired effect and Liam’s hard on returned with a vengeance. Monica took the initiative and leaned against the shower bench urging Liam to fuck her eager pussy hard, Liam took the hint and slid in to her, fucking her vigorously as the shower allowed. Anna sat on the bench and kissing both Monica and Liam, taking turns between rubbing Monica’s clit and Liam’s taint. After a few minutes Anna took Monica’s place at the bench, and Liam’s cock inside her. Monica sat on the floor and ate Anna’s well fucked pussy and ran her tongue up and down the shaft of Liam’s fucking cock. The trio was in deep danger of being late to dinner.

They finally left the shower behind and hurriedly got ready putting on their nice clothes. None of them looked their absolute best except the beaming smile on their faces. Anna wore a beautiful blue dress, and Monica a form-fitting black dress. Both of them simply breathed sex completely. Neither wore panties. Liam looked sharp in all black with a sharp sports coat. Since the girls had smoked some primo weed, Liam needed to drive the short distance to the Bistro for dinner. They managed to arrive almost on time, and were seated at a cozy candlelit table. They got a bottle of wine and ate lightly. The three of them flirted relentlessly all still giddy from the hours of sex they’d already enjoyed together. The wait staff clearly got the message that these three were all lovers, which none of them were hiding in the slightest. The dinner and wine were finished in record time as the trio was eager to return to the room, and round three of fucking.

The three of them were quite blissful and happy upon returning to the suite. The women were interested in getting nice and blazed for the evening as they both found it helped make them horny and cum even more easily. They got out of their clothes, and piled nude onto the bed, cuddling, kissing and caressing. They were simply enjoying all three bodies from head to toe. As the sensuous experience continued the play got hotter and hotter as the exploration of the bodies became more aggressive. Liam’s hard on was returning, and Monica was eager to take it in her mouth. Anna mounted Liam’s face letting him eat her pussy for a luscious dessert, Monica quickly decided to mount Liam’s cock ride him with her incredibly wet pussy. Then the ladies switched positions, and they continued.

Finally, Liam grunted and unloaded into Anna’s pussy. Anna laid back on the bed and Monica started eating her pussy, enjoying Anna’s juice mixed with Liam’s cum. Liam decided to put his tongue into Monica and use it to fuck her from behind. After a few minutes Liam decided to lean back and relax, he was a bit fucked out for the moment. Monica and Anna were quite fired up and continued to pleasure each other with their mouths and fingers. They ended up in bed kissing deeply and finger fucking each other into a frenzy. It was enough for Liam to get a second wind, and totally turned on. He licked their fingers off and then proceeded to powerfully and totally finger fuck Monica until she squirted massively all over the bed. He then repeated the treatment for Anna. At this point all three of them were tired and ready for sleep.

They curled up in bed together with Anna in the middle. They all drifted off to sleep. It was a restless night with three horny naked people in bed. They were cuddling and touching each other throughout the night. At various times all three of the twosomes woke up and played for a half hour here and there. Finally, very late they all slept and awoke to sun and a beautiful morning. They were refreshed and approached each other with a renewed sense of excitement. They had enough time left with the room including late check out to have one more phenomenal fuck session.

Monica walked over to her overnight bag with an incredible mischievous smile on her face, reached in a pulled out a harness and dildo, saying

“Anna, I’m going to fuck you! Liam want to help?”

Anna was sort of amazed then began to smile, as Monica put the harness on with mischief and fire in her eyes, “spread your legs” she ordered Anna, as she penetrated her pussy and began to fuck her. Liam was hard and put his cock in Anna’s hungry mouth. Then Anna got on her hands and knees, so Monica could fuck her doggy style and she continued to suck on Liam in a wonderful spit roast position. Anna was cumming hard already.

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[Author’s Note: The inspiration for thus story came from some role-playing and workplace encounters Suzie, a Korean beauty, who dressed a bit similar to myself, except for Burberry patterns; Eddy, a blond, blue-eyed, sun bronzed surfer type with a smart pink polo, white linen pants, deck shoes, and no socks; Maya, an elegant French Canadian blonde with mischievous blue eyes, creamy skin, and a navy skirt, stockings and blazer, and a white blouse; Becky, a perky blonde cheerleader type in very tight pink strapless dress. And me! I was so relieved to have my name called.

Ming led us to a large corner office with luxurious furniture and asked us to get comfortable. The leather couch was so comfy! The chairs looked the same. The large desk by the window had a dark finish, and two leather office chairs were behind it. The sofa and chairs filled a corner and a matching ottoman in the middle of the “L” had a couple of trays with water and glasses. I was glad for that as my mouth was dry.

Several minutes passed. We chit-chatted a bit as we nervously waited, and I discovered that none of us knew much about your company.

Becky moaned hoping this was not a waste of her valuable time. The others were as pensive as me, and very nice.

Jay admitted that he had been to a previous interview opportunity and had not been picked. He felt it was due to “not dressing the part”, and he was happy to be back. He certainly was eye-candy, and he had the sexiest Caribbean accent.

I poured a glass of water, and so did the other girls – except Becky. “I don’t want to look desperate,” she said. The rest of us thought she was being foolish, but she countered with, “Always wait until it’s offered.”

Finally, Ming returned and introduced Steve and Lara – the interviewing team. We all stood up.

Steve was tall, with coppery red hair and green eyes, and a business suit that looked uncomfortable. He did look like he worked out by his physique, though. I could tell when he hung his jacket on the back of a chair. “Please, everyone. Have a seat,’ he said taking a seat behind the desk.

Lara looked ready to be cast as a pin-up model. She had red spike heels on, with red stockings. When she walked around the room to introduce herself, her strapless red dress flowed with her curvy hips, and I could see she had a garter belt on. I wondered if she had matching panties on and in what style. Her breasts were works of art! At least a 38D, they jutted out impressively from her slim frame. Becky sort of snorted, and tried to adjust her own rack. I could tell she felt competitive.

“Ming, honey,” Steve said, “Please, be a good girl, and give each candidate a package – but please, folks, do not open them until instructed.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Ming cooed at Steve.

I was surprised at the tone, given that it was an office, but Ming simply opened a desk drawer, and took out several boxes. She dutifully gave one to each of us before returning to Steve where she received a squeeze and a pat on her tush, causing her to giggle out,

“Thanks, Daddy!” She leaned across his lap as he fondled her ass some more. Lara gave one of Ming’s tits a pinch and Ming squealed happily, “Thanks, Mommy!”

“Good kitten,” Lara cooed, kissing Ming before the pretty girl stood and moved behind Steve.

I think all of us were shocked, but only Becky made a sound. “What the actual fuck?” she gasped.

“We have a very permissive workplace,” Lara explained. “Employees work much better when certain, ah, needs are satisfied.”

Steve filed through some papers which must have been our applications. “Let me see.. ah… Sasha. Please stand up.”

I stood, trying to look as calm as possible.

“Your education, and resume are excellent,” Steve said.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Please – just Steve. Excessive formality is not conducive to good teamwork.”

“Of course, S… Steve,” I managed. I did feel quite exposed.

“Please undo one more button on your blouse, and approach the desk, and then bend over and rest your elbows on it.”

I complied, not sure what was happening, and glad to be able to show some cleavage my push up bra was helping with. When I put my elbows down, I confess I did try to get by breasts noticed.

“Nice rack, Sasha,” Lara complimented. merter escort She squeezed Stave’s thigh. “Stand up, please.” I complied.

“Indeed,” Steve agreed. “Sasha, we often like to get very comfortable when working here. When you are at home – by yourself – what do you tend to wear?”

I had to laugh, but I answered truthfully, “Nothing, if it’s warm.” (Someone, I’m sure it was, Becky snorted at this and pretended she had sneezed. I looked over my shoulder. Jay winked and Suzie gave me a thumbs up. Becky looked away.)

“We often have clothing optional days on Fridays here. People wear as much or as little as they want – and nothing formal. Is that something you would be comfortable with?”

“I guess so, Steve,” I said, “It isn’t something my other workplaces did – except sometimes when I was a lifeguard.”

“Oh,” Lara interjected. “Please explain.”

“We had a group of adults who liked to swim in the nude and rented the pool for private swims one night a week through the winter. Lifeguards could work naked if they wanted to.”

Steve and Lara made some notes on my application. “A pretty kitten like you would look lovely naked in the office,” Lara mused. “Do you mind if we call you kitten on occasion?”

“No, of course not. It’s cute.” (I’d swear Becky snorted again.)

“Well, kitten,” Steve said, “feel free to call me Daddy anytime.”

“Of course…Daddy.” My pussy was getting hot in my panties, but I tried not to look flustered.

“And call me Mommy if you want,” Lara added.

“Yes, Mommy. I’d like that.” Lara was so sexy! I imagined calling her that in a much more private situation and tried to maintain my cool.

“Good girl,” Lara smiled at me, and I worried that my pussy was going to make me unable to think.

“May we see your underwear?” Lara asked.

“Yes, Mommy,” I cooed.

Steve cocked an eyebrow. Thankfully, Ming whom they couldn’t see mimed unbuttoning my blouse. I slipped off my cardigan, unbuttoned my blouse, and took it off.

“Matching panties,” I hope, Steve said matter-of-factly.

I unzipped my skirt, and dropped it to the floor, stepping aside with a hands on hips pose as if I were a model.

“Lovely,” Steve said. “Please turn around so we can see your buttocks.”

I complied, posing so my tush looked as good as possible. “Do you approve, Daddy?”

“I do,” he said. “You have a very sexy ass. You are a good girl, Sasha. Please, have a seat.

I nodded, picked my clothes up from the floor and returned to sit between Jay and Suzie. I made sure to sit on my skirt, so I wouldn’t sweat on the leather. (I think steam was coming from Becky’s ears at this point.)

“Jay and Eddy,” Lara said. “Please come forward.” They looked at each other, and at me. I gave Jay’s thigh an encouraging squeeze. They rose and stood in front of Lara and Steve.

“What a nice set of chess pieces – white and black…knights,” Lara mused. “Does either of you mind if Ming helps us out at this point?”

Jay and Eddy shook their heads. “No prob, Mommy,” Eddy said slyly. Lara looked pleased.

“And are you as comfy in your own skin as our lovely, purple-maned Sasha?” Lara asked.

The guys exchanged glances. “Of course, Mommy,” Jay responded.

“Ming, you know what to do kitten,” Steve said.

Ming ambled over on her high heels, and relieved Jay of his jacket, tie, and shirt. She took a moment to stroke his smooth muscular chest and six pack. She took Eddy’s shirt and touched him in the same manner.

(Becky exhaled loudly. Her arms were folded tightly across her chest. Honestly, I thought, What a prig!)

“Maya, please join the boys,” Steve asked. She nodded, jumped up and stood between Jay and Eddy. Ming was standing there as well holding their clothes.

“Shall I slip these off, Daddy?” Maya indicated her clothes.

“If you feel comfortable, honey.”

Maya doffed her blazer, blouse, and skirt. She had a black strapless bra that barely covered her nipples, and matching lacy thong. She stood between the boys as Ming took her clothes back to the couch.

“Ah, Maya,” Lara intoned, “I think the boys have you at a disadvantage. Perhaps you and Ming could help them out of their trousers.”

Jay and Eddy şirinevler escort had there shoes right off. Maya squatted in front of Jay, Ming in front of Eddy. Each undid their partner’s pants and pulled them to their ankles.

“Ooh! My!” Lara sighed.

“Mmmm,” Ming looked impressed.

“What the…?” Becky gasped.

I was seeing them from behind. Jay had colourful silk boxers on, but Eddy’s taut tanned butt was bare. Thankfully, Ming made him turn a bit, because Suzie and I were leaning forward at the edge of our seats. We placed a hand on each other’s thighs out of anticipation.

The side view was amazing! (Suzie’s hand tightened on my thigh, and I reciprocated.) Eddy was only semi-erect, and his cock looked huge. Ming raked his sac with her long nails, and Eddy put a hand under her chin so she looked up. “Kitten has claws,” he mused, winking at her. She smiled and began stroking his cock, looking up at him with a big smile.

(Becky looked as if she might explode at this point.)

Maya was stroking the bulge in Jay’s boxers. “I think Jay needs to free this beast, too, mais non?” she inquired playfully in her sexy French accent. Jay just nodded as she pulled his boxers down. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the massive black snake dangling in front of her face. “Ooh! I’m glad we did not leave this hidden.” With both hands she began squeezing and pumping his cock.

“Splendid, Maya!” Steve congratulated. “I like your initiative.”

“Merci beaucoup, Daddy,” Maya cooed. “I am so glad to have this unexpected opportunity.” All the while, Jay’s huge black mamba grew and hardened in the grasp of her small, elegant white hands with their long blue nails.

“Wonderful!” Lara interjected. “Now that the boys are primed for the interview, you can all take a seat.”

Ming stood and gave Eddy’s cock a little squeeze. As she returned to her spot behind Steve, Maya giggled, and grabbed Eddy’s cock as well. She gave each of the large erections a wet kiss on the tip with her full lips. Then she stood up and guided them back to their seats by their cocks. She sat on the other side of Suzie on the couch.

Becky’s mouth was agape, but I felt total admiration for Maya – and a bit of envy. Suzie’s expression was hard to read, except for her soft fingers squeezing my thigh, and her long nails lightly grazing it. I slipped my hand a bit more between her legs. She opened them slightly, then tightly closed them on my hand. (She was hot and wet!)

Jay sat on the other side of me, and I reached with my free hand to hold his turgid phallus. I lightly squeezed and pumped it as it throbbed. He smiled and put an arm around my shoulders.

Eddy sat in the chair on the other side of Maya, who was at the end of the couch. Becky was on the outside, looking quite isolated, arms still folded across her chest, a look of consternation on her pretty face.

“Alright, then, Becky,” Steve announced. “Please come forward. Your resume, education and marketing experience are impressive.” She stood uncertainly and stood in front of the desk.

“Indeed,” Lara added. “You were top of your class. And you won the BC Young Innovators prize. That has a nice cash award. Why are you here today?”

Becky seemed a bit unsure, but soon started. “I was curious.”

“Why?” asked Steve.

“Well, I am a strong researcher, and I could not find much anywhere about SX&Xtra. You are private, I get that. But there was nothing about past employees, just vague positive or negative reviews on various sites. I did notice that your intimacy products had great reviews, but no one mentioned what they were. And, to be honest, I did find information on your salaries, benefits, and bonus packages. In the end, that’s why I am here.”

“Impressive,” Lara announced. ” We can be a bit secretive – it’s part of the allure. We do also have events and event planners, lectures, and media, but we use shell companies. The office here is the, ah, brains of the company.”

“You don’t seem like sales,” Steve added. “Were you hoping for a marketing position. We have a lot of projects…”

“Product or services development and marketing. I know how to motivate teams, and how to follow through in the modern economy. But I don’t think topkapı escort I should have to undress to put that out there.” (She had a serious, almost defiant look.)

“Well, that’s optional. Maya, Sasha, guys? Did you feel forced or anything?” Steve asked.

We all shook our heads, said no – Maya and I said, “No, Daddy!” at the same time. We laughed and bumped fists. Suzie giggled. Becky’s cheeks were quite red, her lips pursed tightly.

Eddy, with Maya now stroking his lovely erection, added, ” I feel more comfortable than any interview I’ve ever been in. He looked right at Lara, “I’m having a great time, Mommy.”

“Thanks, Eddy, you tease!” Lara beamed. “So, if there’s nothing more you’d like to add – or show – feel free to sit, Becky.”

“Thanks, Lara,” Becky quipped and returned to her seat.

“Ah… Mommy and Daddy,” Suzie giggled. (Her voice was so lovely!) “May I say something?”

“Of course!” Steve invited. “Please come forward.”

Suzie looked around, and four of us gave her reassuring nods. She stood up and stepped forward. “This is so interesting and different, and I sense some team building purpose.”

“Shrewd,” Lara noted. “But you do have that degree in psychology. Continue, if you will.”

“Thanks, Mommy. If we are so comfortable together, we can work together. And I also wished to say…” She removed her blazer and blouse – her tits looked awesome in her lacy black bra – “it’s a bit warm in here. I hope you don’t mind me cooling off.” She unzipped her skirt and it dropped to the floor. (Her black stockings and panties completed what I had imagined. What a stunning figure she had!)

“Well said, kitten!” Steve enthused as Suzie sashayed back to her seat. (Becky’s mouth was agape.)

When Suzie resumed her seat beside me, I gave her a hug. (God! The feeling of our tits rubbing together turned me on!) We touched each other’s thighs again and settled back to see what was next.

“The next step is to see how you improvise with products,” Steve announced.

“Please everyone, Lara said, your gifts. You are free to keep all of them, if you wish. We will have one person open a gift at a time.”

“Think about how you would be the spokesperson or model for your gift. You may also ask anyone to be an assistant – but watch out! They are free to refuse. We have time for three pitches. Who would like to start?”

I leapt to my feet, “Me please, Daddy!”

“Super! Let’s begin with Sasha.”

I opened the box Ming had given me. I was delighted to find a beautiful purple glass dildo that had a light curve to it. It was about ten inches long, not too thick, with a sort of penis head at either end. What was most exciting were the ridges below one of the heads and the raised bumps below the head on the other end.

I strode to the middle of the room. “This lovely piece is like a work of art,” I began. “Notice the finely crafted textures that stir the erotic imagination. Could someone clear the ottoman, please? Jay and Suzie moved the tray and water glasses for me. “And may I please have some lube?” Ming was right there to help.

“Thanks everyone,” I continued. “Just imagine your lover opening a gift package to find this exquisite toy. The bulbous end pieces will feel cool and smooth stretching her labia or massaging the whole area, clit included. Try running these ridges lightly over her clit as you tease her feel her wetness growing. Imagine her feeling the ridges and bumps titillating her pussy as she or you slide it in and out.”

I had everyone’s attention. Jay was actually stroking his huge black prick. Maya was also sitting with a hand between her legs. I placed the dildo on the ottoman.

“But enough talk. Allow me to demonstrate.” Bending at the waist so that my fellow applicants got a good view, I slipped off my panties. I parted my legs a bit and ran my hands up the insides. I let one hand circle around to squeeze a butt cheek. The other continued to my pussy, rubbing it, and spreading my wet labia.

I picked up the glass toy and put a bit of lube on it. I rubbed the cool glass head on my wet pussy, sighing. Then I ran the ridges over my clit. “Mmmm!” I sighed. “I just love teasing my little clittie,” I cooed in a girly tone.

I stood, turned, and smiled at them, winking and blowing kisses. (Maya was definitely going at her pussy now!) I looked at Eddy and licked the head of the dildo. He was stroking his cock! Suzie stared intently, and even Becky’s uptight posture had relaxed (she had one hand on her leg, one lightly touching her breast).

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CarolAnn was in the women’s restroom in the basement bar of the VFW hall, looking in the mirror above the sink, trying to decide what the cops and their friends beyond the door saw in her.

She lifted her chin higher to dispel the shadow from the bad lighting. She lifted her tits higher, too. Already going a little pear-shaped at just 36B. She shook her tight bob of brown hair. She looked down past her little bulge of belly toward the pussy and legs she had spent approximately three hours shaving the night before. She looked back into her cow-brown eyes. Her stomach was doing flip-flops.

Eighteen hundred dollars earlier today, already cash-apped to her bank account, and another fifteen hundred in her purse on the floor. Three thousand, three hundred dollars. She had never made so much money in a day. She had probably never made five hundred dollars in a day.

“If all the doors are locked, how are we going to get out if we need to?” she said.

DeeDee, already naked from the waist down, was unhooking her bra and looking back at CarolAnn, perplexed.

“It’s a bar, honey,” she said. “Not a dungeon. You just unlock the door.” She peeled off her bra. Her newly refurbished tits leaped out and, improbably, up even higher and fuller, defying gravity and other laws of physics. “You watch too much true crime drama on Netflix.”

“Well,” CarolAnn replied primly, “they are TRUE crimes.”

DeeDee was squirting lotion from a bottle onto her hands. She started massaging the lotion up, around and under her perfect boobs. CarolAnn, of course, was mesmerized. She wobbled a bit on her heels, the only clothing she was wearing. After that morning’s bukkake shoot, the girls had stopped at Nordstom Rack and purchased matching shoes in a ridiculous shade of cherry red, with three inch spike heels. Seventy percent off.

“You ready to put on a show?” DeeDee said.

CarolAnn lifted her eyes off DeeDee’s tits. “I don’t know how this is gonna go,” she admitted.

“It’s gonna go fine.” DeeDee grinned wickedly and tweaked both of her perky nipples. “These guys are good guys. Every couple of months, they like to have some fun.”

“And we’re the fun,” CarolAnn said.

DeeDee was squirting more lotion into her hand. “That’s how the world works, sweetie,” she said. “Welcome aboard.”

Three thousand, three hundred dollars. CarolAnn was two months behind on her electric bill and ten days late on her Chase Bank Visa card payment.

“C’mere, you beautiful three-hole bitch,” DeeDee said.

CarolAnn grinned weakly and approached DeeDee.

“We’re a package deal,” DeeDee said. She reached out and began to massage her lotioned hands on CarolAnn’s tits. Around, over, and under. CarolAnn could have melted into the floor. “Those guys’ tongues are gonna be on the floor; their cocks are gonna be lifting the tables.” She looked closely into CarolAnn’s eyes. “Who’s in charge?”

“They are,” CarolAnn said.

DeeDee laughed out loud. “WE are,” she said. “How did you ever get to be thirty-one years old without learning to lead guys around by their big, stupid, cum-dribbling cocks?”

DeeDee hefted CarolAnn’s boobs, gave her a sweet smooch on each nipple, then let them drop. “C’mon, you bend-over cock-sucking whore,” she said. “Let’s get to work.”

CarolAnn followed DeeDee out the ladies’ room door.

* * *

DeeDee immediately went out to the table area beyond the bar and started talking to some of the guys. She either knew some of them already or had a real gift for gab. CarolAnn hung close to the bar by the bathrooms and obsessed over her own nakedness. The bar was along the left wall of the room and there was a circular stage with seating in the middle of the room. The tables for the guys were along the right side of the room. There were TVs on the walls showing sports events, but no one was watching them.

A young girl with purple and green hair and the requisite tattoos walked down the length of the bar. She was, CarolAnn saw ruefully, not naked. She was wearing booty shorts and a tank top. “Hey,” the girl said, “you want something?”

CarolAnn smiled politely. “Oh no,” she said, “I’m good.”

“Cool.” The girl started pulling glasses out of the bar sink, rinsing them, and placing them on a mat on the bar top.

CarolAnn watched her do this for a minute or two, and then asked, “You do this a lot?”

“This? The guys have their thing, every couple months or so. I don’t always pull this gig. It pays, though.”

“Oh. I’m CarolAnn.” The air conditioning out on the floor was making her nipples stand out.

The barmaid placed the last of the glasses on the mat, then reached down, set a shot glass on the bar, and looked behind her at the ranks of bottles. She plucked up a bottle of tequila and deftly poured a shot. She replaced the bottle, raised the glass to her lips, drained it, rinsed it, and set it back where it had come from. “Sarah,” she said.

“Do they usually…” CarolAnn stopped, unsure of what she even wanted to say. çapa escort “Who are the girls, usually?” she finally settled for.

“Strippers, usually,” Sarah said. “They had two girls for tonight, but it didn’t work out. One’s in county.”

“Oh,” CarolAnn said. “County?”

“Jail. County jail. The other girl flaked out.”

“Oh, wow.” CarolAnn’s heart was leaping in her chest. “I mean, we’re not,” she pointed weakly at DeeDee, who was now sitting in the lap of a big pot-bellied cop at one of the tables, “we’re not strippers.”

“No kidding. I guess the guys,” Sarah looked out at the tables and then regarded CarolAnn, her gaze frankly appraising, “are looking for a girl next door type tonight.” She reached beneath the bar and produced a small paper pad and a pencil. “Go take some orders. These guys are thirsty.”

* * *

CarolAnn approached the nearest table, her little order pad and pencil in hand. She could feel her boobs, all 36B of them, swaying a bit side to side. Her nakedness felt like a glowing neon bulb in the bar light.

“New talent!” one guy shouted out.

Right away, CarolAnn could sense one huge difference between this gig and her job earlier that afternoon, fluffing anonymous guys at the bukkake shoot. Her technical assistant gig. These guys were all dressed and she was completely naked. How did strippers do it, she wondered.

“Hi! What can I get you guys?” CarolAnn said, her voice wavering just a little.

“How about a peek at your pretty ass?” someone said.

CarolAnn looked up from her pad and had a funny idea. She pretended to write this request on her pad and then said, “I’ll see if we have it in stock.”

The cops chuckled their approval and CarolAnn was pleased with herself. None of the cops were in uniform, obviously, but they all wore cop-adjacent clothing — PBA logo T-shirts and caps with their department or precinct locations on them. They all had cop haircuts, high and tight.

DeeDee appeared at CarolAnn’s side and hugged her tight. Four naked boobs in a row. “You be nice to CarolAnn here. She’s my best friend in the world.”

CarolAnn blushed and one cop, a younger guy with nice blue eyes and a mustache, said, “Oh, we’re gonna be especially nice to CarolAnn.” More laughter, and then an older guy ordered three pitchers of beer. CarolAnn toddled back to the bar on her heels, while the guys wolf-whistled at her ass.

While Sarah filled the pitchers, DeeDee joined CarolAnn at the bar. She had her own little pad with orders written on it. She tore off a page and slid it across the bar.

“Once the guys are set up with drinks,” DeeDee said, “we’ll do a little turn, up on the stage.”

CarolAnn hadn’t been up on a stage since her college graduation. She looked nervously at the long oval runway, ringed with a cheap strand of LED lights, and dominated by two gold, floor-to-ceiling poles.

“What are we gonna do?” she said. “We’re already naked. I don’t even know how to… strip dance.” Whatever that entailed. Not for the first time, she thought that this whole thing could be a terrible mistake.

“Me either,” DeeDee said. “We’ll figure it out.”

CarolAnn looked doubtfully at DeeDee. Sarah slid a tray with three pitchers and five glasses on it toward her. CarolAnn hefted up her tray and carried it over to the table of cops. She set out the five glasses and, in her nervousness, immediately over-poured the first glass so the beer foamed up all over the table.

“Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed. “I’m really… I’m not really good at this.” She looked around helplessly for napkins.

“Don’t worry, honey,” the older guy who had ordered the pitchers said. “You have other talents.”

CarolAnn laughed politely and gave her modest tits a little shake. “Thank you.”

One table over, DeeDee was placing her tray down. She set out three glasses and began to deftly pour out the beers without a drop spilled. CarolAnn watched how she tipped the glass and did so herself with her next one. It seemed to work better.

“Why, thank you!” DeeDee said. A guy with a cop mustache and a shirt that seemed two sizes too small to hide his well-developed chest and biceps was holding out a twenty dollar bill. DeeDee swooped in and snatched up the bill with her admirable 38D’s. She gave the cop’s hand a gentle squeeze with her cleavage and backed away.

“Oh no!” she said. Her twenty was fluttering to the ground.

The guy in the chair nearest to it reached down to grab it, but DeeDee said, “No, no, I’ll get it.”

CarolAnn watched as DeeDee got down on her hands and knees and crawled under the table until only her calves and heels showed from under it. “I know it’s under here somewhere,” she called out.

“Feel around!” one of the guys offered as they all laughed.

“It’s so dark under here! I think… wait, what’s this?”

One of the guys ducked his head and pulled his cap low on his face. The rest roared in approval.

“It’s so big! I better take a closer etiler escort look!”

CarolAnn picked up a fourth glass and began to fill it. One of the guys held out a twenty and CarolAnn, after a moment’s hesitation, leaned forward and presented her boobs. The guy placed the bill between them and CarolAnn squeezed her tits together around the cash and the guy’s hand.

“I can’t see a thing!” DeeDee called out. “CarolAnn! I need another pair of eyes down here!”

The guys at both tables raised a cheer. Oh boy. CarolAnn placed the twenty on her serving tray. She couldn’t just walk away and leave DeeDee here alone. She went to the other table and carefully lowered herself to the floor, which she saw now, wasn’t entirely too clean. She peeked under the table and then crawled underneath.

DeeDee, unsurprisingly, was face first into the crotch of some cop with his pants around his ankles. The cop had his legs spread wide and DeeDee was enthusiastically face-fucking herself with his dick. When she felt CarolAnn’s presence beside her, she released the guy’s dick and let it dangle next to her face. It was generous in length if not in girth, with an exaggerated curve to one side. A long string of saliva and precum dangled from its head to DeeDee’s lips.

DeeDee pointed to CarolAnn’s right. Another cop had his pants down to his shins. Had they been sitting here like this all along? CarolAnn looked at this cock, short and squat and hanging at half-mast. She reached out and grabbed it, felt it stir in her grasp. She moved closer and realized another key difference between this event and the day’s earlier bukkake shoot.

The guys at the shoot had been meticulously clean with their privates. Cock, balls, ass. It had been stipulated in the agreement they’d signed. This guy, emphatically, was not. A distinct whiff of uncleanness came from this guy. Sweaty, musky rankness. Didn’t these guys shower?

DeeDee went back to sloppily fellating her guy. She wasn’t doing any teasing, because no one could see her anyway. She was all business this time around.

CarolAnn pulled on her guy’s cock once, twice, three times. It was very thick, but probably less than five inches long. She was wary about putting her mouth on it. It smelled to high heaven. How could you walk around with something so filthy in your pants? The guy widened his stance in his chair, clearly enjoying himself.

And then a miracle happened. After no more than thirty seconds of pulling on this guy’s dick, spurt after spurt after spurt of thick baby batter started to pour from it. CarolAnn’s eyes went round and wide as she pulled at this guy’s spasming cock. She looked at DeeDee and put her other hand to her mouth, trying to stifle a laugh. DeeDee probably would have laughed too if her mouth weren’t crammed full of cock.

CarolAnn milked her guy until a sizable pool of sloppy man glop collected on the floor in front of her. This guy must have been saving himself up for this night for a week. All for thirty seconds of joy. Guys were weird. CarolAnn released the guy’s cock. Then she waved a tiny wave at DeeDee and crawled backwards out from underneath the table.

“Well,” she said, flustered, standing again before the guys’ table and wiping her cum-sloppy hand on her right tit, “we made quick work of that.”

DeeDee snorted a delighted chortle from underneath the table that sounded like it came from around her guy’s cock.

CarolAnn picked up her tray with the twenty on it and went off to her left to a new table of cops to take orders. Then she went back to the bar. Her order was bottles of beer this time, which Sarah set on her tray along with some glasses. CarolAnn waited until DeeDee finished her blowjob and joined her at the bar.

“You said no shenanigans,” CarolAnn said vehemently.

DeeDee placed a meek hand above her bountiful chest. “Me? I never said no shenanigans. I said no whoring.”

“What’s the difference!”

“Shenanigans are fun. Whoring is… I don’t know, in the eye of the beholder, I guess.” DeeDee lifted some bills off her tray. A fifty and a twenty which she tossed behind the bar, and another fifty which she held out to CarolAnn. “Unless you don’t want it.”

CarolAnn looked at the fifty. Of course she wanted it. She took it from DeeDee’s hand.

“You have some cum on your forehead,” she said.

DeeDee sighed and pulled a napkin from the dispenser beside her elbow. She dabbed at her forehead. “Did I get it?”

CarolAnn took the napkin and wiped just below DeeDee’s hairline. She threw the napkin onto the bar and picked up her tray of bottles. “Back at it,” she said.

“Wait, wait, wait,” DeeDee said. “What’s this?” DeeDee imitated the way CarolAnn was carrying the tray, as if she were carrying a bushel of apples. “Haven’t you ever worked tables before?”

Well, no, CarolAnn thought defiantly. She had worked in a natural foods and vitamin shoppe when she was in college. And then, for a while, at a pet supply store while fatih escort she tried to turn her accounting degree into some kind of banking job.

“Here,” DeeDee said, “watch.” DeeDee took the tray from her, set her hand in the middle of the bottom of the tray, and lifted it deftly over her head so she was balancing it on one hand. “See?”

“Oh,” CarolAnn said.

DeeDee set the tray back on the bar. “Do,” she said.

CarolAnn slid the tray toward herself. She lifted it off the bar and set one hand beneath it, at approximately the center. The bottles tinkled together ominously.

“Find the center of gravity,” DeeDee said, “and lift.”

CarolAnn squeezed her eyes shut, pivoted underneath the tray, and lifted. When she opened her eyes, she was standing like the Statue of Liberty, the tray held aloft. She gasped out loud in amazement.

DeeDee laughed pleasantly. “You’re a natural,” she said.

CarolAnn blushed happily. She could feel the perfect center of the tray above her. The bottles weren’t even tinkling anymore. “Why do waitresses carry trays like this?” she said.

“Probably because it makes their tits stand out more.”

This was true; CarolAnn could feel herself holding her tits out and up. She looked at DeeDee. “What if I drop it?” she said.

DeeDee shrugged. “It’ll be funny.”

CarolAnn found herself, once again, wondering how she had gotten by in life without DeeDee explaining things to her. She felt fortified by DeeDee’s trust in her as she headed off to the table of four guys beneath a colossal and ridiculous mounted moose head.

“Hi, guys.” she said. “I’m CarolAnn.” These guys didn’t seem quite so cheerful as those at her first table.

“Where you been, tits?” said a guy with a shaved head, a piercing stare, and — unusual among these guys — a tattoo on the inside of his forearm. It was some indecipherable symbol. “We’re thirsty here.”

“Sorry,” CarolAnn said. She pivoted again and somehow managed to swing and place the tray on the table without mishap. Another miracle. “I was… my friend was showing me something.”

“How to provide proper service, I hope.”

Another guy, a blonde surfer type, albeit with short hair, said “Hey Bobby, be nice, we’re having fun here.”

CarolAnn was diligently filling their glasses.

“True,” Bobby said. “Let’s have some fun.” He produced a fifty like a magic trick, slowly slid it across the table, and let it flutter to the floor.

Welp, here we go, CarolAnn thought. She looked over her shoulder toward the bar, but DeeDee was nowhere to be found. Back on that bar was the first fifty she had accepted. Here was another. Okay.

“Whoops,” CarolAnn said, with false cheer. “Let me get that.”

Again, she was down on the floor, hands and knees, her nakedness feeling practically incandescent. But alone this time. Buck up, buttercup, she thought.

“See anything under there?” a voice said. It seemed like a third guy, she wasn’t sure who.

“It’s pretty dark,” she said. It wasn’t dark at all; she felt extremely vulnerable, her naked ass in the air, her head under the table. Bobby to her right had his pants down to just below his knees. Another guy, not the surfer-type guy, had his pants zipper open, a short few inches of cock standing straight upward through the opening. Did these guys take boner pills too, like the bukkake shoot guys?

“Oh, wait,” she called out, “I think I’ve got it!”

She had sucked enough cocks today, she could suck one more. She crawled closer to Bobby’s dick, which was now hanging half-hard in her face. It was thick and veiny, it’s inverted bell-like head dangling and twitching. She licked the underside of the head and then engulfed it in her mouth, her tongue sliding along the bottom to the base. She raised one hand and caressed his hairy balls. At least Bobby was fairly clean, she thought. He had seemed like the kind of guy who would attend to hygiene.

Above her, the guys were talking. Cop talk, she supposed, unintelligible to her, pouring the beers she hadn’t gotten to. She made of her mouth a perfect O, slipping it back and forth along Bobby’s lengthening shaft. She remembered DeeDee blowing her guy, no fancy teasing or pleasing. Just be the hole. Be the hole.

Glup, glup, glup. In a way, this was easier. Not having to be vigilant, lest the guy cum in her mouth. Cumming in her mouth was the whole point here. A perfect O, fucking her face with this mean guy’s cock. She pushed her own head all the way down so his cock bulged into the very back of her mouth, into her throat, and she made a point of gagging and coughing loud enough to be heard.

Then back to sucking. Like a cock-sucking machine. She thought briefly about reaching past Bobby’s balls and touching his asshole, but decided against it. He didn’t seem like the open-minded type. Just be the hole. Be the hole.

Bobby spread his legs a little and slid forward in his chair. His cock throbbed in her mouth and grew a few centimeters longer, a little girthier and wider. He was getting ready, she knew. How easy guys were, she thought. So much simpler than girls. So much simpler than DeeDee. Thinking of DeeDee, she willed herself to be sloppier, sluttier, a hole for cock. Make him cum. Face fuck him until he blows his load.

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After her experience with the tow truck driver, a mature woman continues to reveal herself.

It’s been a fast few months since Allen and his buddy took turns using my body for their pleasure. I often find myself thinking about what I let them both do to me in that hotel room. And even as I can feel my pussy start to ache remembering the things I enjoyed most, I can’t help but be of two minds over the whole event. There’s a certain amount of shame and regret for allowing it to happen, I’m a married woman, after all. But undeniably, I find myself wanting to repeat my sluty little adventure with them again.

I also think about the shop guys who I let pull a train on me the following morning, but that doesn’t ring as troublesome somehow. I was their craven slut, and deep down, where I’ll never admit it, I liked the feeling of helplessness, knowing I couldn’t stop them once they started in on me. The rush of adrenaline I felt as I struggled to break free of them as they held me down and humped in and out of me, grunting like beasts, was narcotic.

For them, it was a bit of lustful debauchery. For me, it was nothing less than traumatizing, but in a pleasureful and revelatory way. As I drove home with a sore cum filled pussy and soaked panties, I realized I wasn’t the woman I thought I was. As I drew closer by the mile to home, I glowed in a radiant inner warmth with a strange satisfaction and sense of calm.

These past months have been a blur of confused emotions. Of course, I haven’t told my husband what I’ve done, but sometimes I feel I should. But I do know it means I’ve become a cheating slut of a wife. Deep down inside, I find myself craving to be used again. My pussy aches for cock more now than it ever did, and my loving husband isn’t enough anymore. But then again, he hasn’t been up to satisfying any of my inner needs in several years.

For the same few months, I’ve catered to my husband’s proclivities for porn. I began casually suggesting ideas and encouraging him, even joining him at times, watching naughty videos. He’s been a little perplexed by my actions, but I have played it very casually, so he’ll be accepting of me. It’s not been easy holding in my horny desires, but at least I can see them played out on the computer screen.

Though we have been married thirty-plus years, sex with my husband has never been adventurous in the slightest. As I look back, it never bothered me until my car broke down that fateful evening. I guess I never understood what it meant to be adventurous. But I do now.

Letting my husband hump at me for the short time it takes him to cum after watching porn, well, it’s a little disconcerting to say the least. He’s more than content and appreciative, but I can’t help but feel deprived and neglected.

Surprisingly, though, I do still get that feeling of pleasure from serving him, and it greatly warms my heart to see him so happy. I do love him very much, regardless of what one may think.

As I would leave my guy sleeping after letting him empty himself in me, I have taken to sneaking off to the living room to masturbate to thoughts of Allen. It was a grand adventure. Scary and exciting, wicked and depraved. But also life-changing indeed, not to mention memorable.

As I would lay nude on the davenport with my legs wide and my cunt swollen and wet with my husband’s cum, I let my mind wander and imagine horny men suckling my breasts, licking my pussy, and fucking and breeding me deep and hard as I finger myself to an orgasm. My hubby would find me sprawled out on the davenport on many a morning as of late. He hasn’t questioned why as of yet.

My next adventure is inevitably just around the corner now; I can almost feel it.

It’s now six in the morning on another Monday, according to his alarm. And I can feel him turn restlessly next to me. I don’t need to get up for work as I am off today, but I can’t help but grumble a little at the early hour. Thanks to his alarm, I’m awake now, too.

It’s a typical morning, and nothing seems out of the ordinary. Except, As we had traditionally dressed in sleepwear at bedtime, I had begun to sleep completely nude.

Waking up next to Allen that morning in the hotel and feeling his naked body draped over mine made me wonder why I hadn’t slept that way with my husband all along. But things being what they are, my husband sleeps in his Pj’s as he always has, and I wake craving to feel his naked body draped over me as of late.

As I sit up in my bed, I notice that my husband has an erection, and I watch him as he walks to our bathroom. That morning in the hotel room, I watched as Allen got out of bed and walked to the bathroom with his dick waging in front of him too. As I watched my husband wag in his PJs, I thought about Allen’s bigger cock. I could feel that subtle aching begin to warm my inner thighs.

Walking into the bathroom, I see my husband standing at the bowl with his dick pulled over the top of his waistband. While he’s in midstream, I walk up behind him, tugging his PJs down to his knees. I gently glide my hands over bahçelievler escort his flesh to his hips. As I rest one hand on his hip from behind, I take hold of his still-swollen cock with the other, feeling his dick jump a bit as he flexes. My husband’s cock began to deflate as he relieved himself, and as it softened, I gently tugged and stretched him till his stream ceased.

Resting my head on his upper back, I gently wipe his soft penis slick with my wet hand. He doesn’t say a word and just lets me do as I please. As I looked at his reflection in the mirror, I could tell he was very surprised at my actions, never having done anything so lewd to him before. As I stepped away to wash my hands, he smiled at me. And as he passed behind me to the shower, he squeezed my bare ass as he went.

While he showers, I slip on one of his baseball jerseys, they hang just over my ass and just barely cover anything sufficiently, and I like that.

In the kitchen, I set the coffee to brew, then into the family room to settle on the davenport, clicking on the TV to watch the morning news.

As the commercials play, my mind begins to wander; I again start to think about how the guys in the garage held me draped over that short stack of tires. My head hung back off the edge; my bottom barely rested on the edge of the tire at the other end.

The men cunningly balanced my body, they bared my lower half, and one of them pushed his way in and began sucking and licking at me.

Thinking about the whole bawdy scene, I imagine it was probably quite a sight to see me like that. While I squirmed in pleasure at the mouth of a young man, I remember watching as the garage door came down, and the guys scrambled to be the first to drop their pants and get between my legs and into my mouth.

I also remember thinking, “Oh shit, what am I doing,” as hands held my legs lifted apart, sliding my bra up to my neck while yet other hands squeezed my tits and several fingers were dipped into my pussy, probing me.

Slumping into the davenport, I relive the exquisite pleasure of having multiple men taking their turn pumping their thick, warm loads into me that morning.

But soon, my husband comes walking past into the kitchen to grab a cup. As he came around the sofa to sit in his chair, I gestured for him to come to me. As he nears, I motion for him to just stand in front of me. He does this with a puzzled look.

I sit up, lean forward, and scoot to the end of the sofa cushion. I plant my feet aside from his and reach out. He’s got his work pants on, and his undershirt is tucked nicely. His hair is combed, and he’s smelling very nice with that cologne I got him for his birthday.

I reach out with both hands and tug at his belt; he steps just a bit closer to the sofa. As I look up at him, he gets a subtle grin as he gets an idea of what I might be up to. I don’t bother with his belt, I just dig out his zipper and pull.

With one hand, I reach in and fish out his soft penis and lean forward. Taking him into my mouth, I begin to suck at him greedily, my mind is a wash of horny memories, and I am reliving them as I suck at his dick. In just moments, I can taste his semen as he begins to leak profusely. I increase my effort, and he begins to swell and harden.

His dick grows quickly, and I don’t hesitate in the slightest to devour him as fully as I can. A few minutes go past as the news drones on while I suck my husband’s cock; it isn’t long before I feel it stiffen greatly, just before he erupts with a thick warm load.

I force his dick to the back of my throat and gulp down every drop without hesitation. My husband groans and bucks sporadically as he empties himself down my gullet.

The poor guy stands there, weak in the knees and breathless, as I look up at him with a satisfied grin and cum on my lips and chin.

Even as these past weeks have been exciting and newly adventurous times with my husband, it’s far from what I crave to experience again.

I don’t hate my honey any longer for his perverted and chronic porn habit. I know now that it was the only way for him to find relief and a bit of adventure being married to a prude like me.

I had become cold and controlling, very regimented in what I had decided was acceptable behavior on his part. All he wanted was someone to screw now and again. But I made his life a lonesome hell. I had deemed him a degenerate for getting horny.

I had often found myself resentful of his defiance, how dare he watch such filth rather than approach me. I guess I had become a tyrant in the way I forbade his horny outlets. Why I had shut down so completely, I don’t know. But I am no longer and will do my best to make it up to him and myself. There’s a thrill to not knowing where this will lead me; it’s enticing me to seek out the inevitable.

Here it is, another Thursday evening, and the doorbell rings repeatedly. Phil, my husband, readies the table as again they push the ringer.

“Hello Allen, it’s me.” I text from my bedroom as my husband greets bakırköy escort his buddies for a night of poker. “Hey there,” he responds.

I make myself comfortable on my bed as I hear the guys bantering loudly in the dining room. “Miss me,” he says. “you have no idea,” I answered… “I think of you endlessly.”

Phil walked into the bedroom briskly, looking for his dealer cap, and only barely acknowledged me. “How many showed tonight?” I asked. “Four,” he muttered as he pulled his cap from the drawer before rushing back out to his guests.

For years now, Phil has hosted poker nights, just as others of the Eagles Club do. It’s a monthly ritual of the members, many of which Phil barely knows, if at all. But every few months or so, his name gets pulled as a host, and he gets all excited, like a schoolgirl hosting her first sleepover. It’s always the same thing: he makes it a big deal, and he drinks way too much, and they cheat him out of a few hundred dollars and laugh at him behind his back until the next time.

I haven’t the heart to stop him because he works so hard at trying to make some of them his friends. His actual buddies don’t bother coming because they can’t stand the men who do, they are smart enough not to get cheated by them. Or it’s because they aren’t club members, and it’s a members-only game, either way…

I spent considerable time texting with Allen that night as the guys swindled my husband’s money from him. He and I made plans to meet, and I grew very excited at the idea I was going to sleep with him again soon.

But sometime after eleven thirty, or maybe it was closer to midnight, I can’t remember. I felt an eerie calm in the house as I had lost track of time.

The loud bantering had calmed to nothing, and I felt like the guys had finally called it a night, so I ventured out of my room to check on Phil, I was expecting him to be drunk again, I didn’t, however, expect what I saw.

As I round the corner from the hallway, I see the club members at the table studying their cards. I then see Phill slumped on the easy chair, just the other side of them, hidden in the darkened family room. My heart dropped because I knew from the halved bottle of whisky that he again did himself in. There wasn’t anyone left to guard my honor or keep me from getting molested by the four.

As I approached the table, I became just a bit perturbed. Judging by the pile of green still in the pot, I gathered that Phil lost his ass again, and the guys were now playing their last hand for it.

The four men smiled at me a bit lecherously as I walked up to the table. I suddenly became self-aware of my casual dress as they stripped me nude with their horny eyes. I smiled back at them as I asked where my husband was. I get a few manly giggles as one of them points at him slumped in the chair, snoring.

“I remember one or two of you from the last poker night,” I say.

“Yeah, Jim and I were here last time,” one of them answered, adding…

“Same thing happened,” he said with a grin as he laid a card down. “Hit me, Jim.”

As the boys play, I walk into the kitchen, pretending to muddle around a little as I assess the situation. I’m angry at Phil for trying so hard to impress these assholes and drinking himself under the table, but I’m also taken by the uneasy tension in the air as I know these men are considering what they could do with the wife of a passed-out drunk and the impossible opportunities presenting themselves.

Sexting with Allen has gotten me pretty horny, but I’m wary of what they may be thinking as they look at me like I’m a lamb left alone in the woods. Having done what I have done, I’m still unsettled by the men at the table.

Opening the fridge, I grab a bottle of water and lean back against the counter. One of the men gets up and walks towards me, eyeing me up and down as he does, I lean forward and open the refrigerator as he reaches in for a beer. “thanks,” he says as he looks directly at my chest, grinning. We make eye contact as he turns back towards the table. I know that look, he wants to fuck me, and that look in his eyes was telling me so.

Feeling more than a little worried for my safety, I watch as the beer guy pulls his chair out and sits facing me with his legs spread open and resting one hand on his crotch in an obvious manner as he takes a drink. I look at him, and he just stares at me with a lustful gaze, and I watch his hand massage his area gently. I looked away, hoping he hadn’t noticed me watching him.

But as I casually look again in his direction, I see that he is now more obviously massaging himself as his hand holds a bulging mass. I’m a little surprised, and we make eye contact again, and he grins at me. I’m caught.

The rest of them see, and they snicker as they acknowledge me as well.

I’m standing silent, considering what naughty ideas they may be considering, wondering if I should just ask them to finish the hand and leave. I consider waking Phil, but I know him, he wouldn’t be much help in his state anyway.

Feeling beşiktaş escort a little overwhelmed, I struggle with myself, wondering if I should just accept my situation and submit to them. I know it won’t take much on my part, as I could simply lean over the table and let them have at me. But what of my husband, he deserves some redemption. Maybe I could recoup some of my husband’s cash with a deal of my own. Twisting the cap on a bottle of water, I watch the men play.

“So, what did he lose this time?” I asked as they took notice of me again.

As always, my husband takes care of all the preparation for the poker games when he is hosting, which leaves me the night to just lounge in my room for the evening. This particular evening was no different.

As Phil set up the table and prepared the scene for his own fleecing, I made myself comfy, ready for an evening of movie-watching alone in my room. On this night, I slipped on one of Phil’s dress shirts and rolled the sleeves along with a pair of little yoga shorts. So, As I stand in the light of the kitchen, the men scan me and whisper blatantly naughty about me as I stare at them. These men have no shame that much is clear. I’m betting that I can use that against them.

I walk towards the table, and I look over at Phil, who is passed out in the chair. I step up to Jim and rest my hand on his shoulder, letting my fingers wander a bit.

“Last hand, boys?” I asked. One of them pulled Phil’s chair out for me, asking if I wanted to join. “No,” I say with a slight smile. “But I do have an idea,” I add. They all give me their full attention.

I slowly walk around the table rather seductively as they follow me with their stares. I do my best teasing as I formulate my idea on the fly.

“I’m going to be completely honest, you guys are assholes,” I say with a smile. It doesn’t elicit much response, so I know I’m barking up the right tree so far.

“What’s in the kitty?” I asked. As they snicker, Jim says more than six hundred. I smile at them and make them an offer. I propose that if they were willing to leave what’s on the table on the table, they could still walk away winners, as I caress the shoulders of one of them. Jim answered pretty quickly, asking what I was willing to wager on the deal. “My pussy,” I say in a fairly seductive voice. The boys become silent as things become serious.

As they all start to push back their chairs and stand, I rattle off my terms.

“Any money won you leave on the table,” I State, adding… “No one talks, or I spill the beans to wives and other members, agreed?”

The horny grins on each of their faces tells me that they agree. I smile tentatively as I walk over to Phil and kiss his forehead. I don’t want to do this behind his back, but he’s in no condition. As I stand and turn to face them, I slowly unbutton my shirt as I make my way past them to the hallway. They follow like the horny old dogs they are.

As I enter my bedroom, I turn and walk backward as I let my shirt fall open, revealing my swelling nipples and large fleshy breasts to them all. Eyes glued to my chest, the four men enter behind me. I suddenly feel trapped as I watch the last of them shut the door and turn to look at me. My entire body begins to quiver; I don’t know if it’s fear or excitement at this point. My heart starts to pound as I clench my ass repeatedly in nervous anticipation. I know what they are about to do to me, but I can’t help feeling anxious and reluctant as they approach me.

As they surround me like a pack of wild dogs, I become nervously giddy as my shirt gets slipped off and my little shorts are yanked to the floor. It’s not long before they all have their hands on my body, touching and squeezing me, commenting, and claiming dibs on areas of my body as they turn me. I reach out to them and run my fingers across the fronts of their pants, pressing my fingers across their half-swollen cocks as they spin and inspect me like a carnival prize. But I can’t help but swoon as they take turns sucking at my nipples and breasts as they pass each in turn.

The men would eventually lay me on the bed as they hurriedly stripped off their clothes. I watch intently as each of them reveals their horny dicks, getting ready to make use of my married pussy.

As they kneel around me on the bed, I take hold of them in turn, stroking each and encouraging them. They call me a slut and a whore; they tell me that I must like being used like one as they all wag their hard married cocks at me. I feel a bit disgusted by them because I know they all have wives at home waiting for them to return, yet they are here naked and hard and about to fuck at my pussy, not their wives. I didn’t care what they said; I knew it was their way of building up their courage to screw me. To them, I was nothing but a set of holes to be used for their pleasure. I expected nothing less of them, and I wasn’t disappointed.

I lose control of the situation fairly quickly as they all become lustfully impassioned, and I find myself at the mercy of horny men and their hard cocks once more. My mind swirls with images of those mechanics laying me over a set of tires, pawing at me. I am more than excited at this point as well; I can feel my body quiver electrically as I start to cum in anticipation. My vagina is now contracting wildly as I hump at the air with every touch.

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Rickett made it back to the RV with Olivia and he smiled at her as she slipped inside to take a nap. A nap sounded pretty nice and he knew he would need it to make it to the headliners at 3:00am, but his mind raced from the conversation on the way back from The Mesa. The girls… his wife included… had apparently made all sorts of promises across the years while 4 bottles of wine deep. He now had a deeper understanding on why Rachael jumped his bones when he picked her up from such girl nights out. Death by snu snu was a real possibility when Rachael got all worked up.

He sat down in a camp chair and sighed contentedly before fishing out his phone. Camp in general was waking up around him and the general buzz of people and generators mixed into the background. The weather was rapidly heating up and he was grateful for the awning covering their little outside camp spot. He fired off a message to Rachael:

“Olivia collected on one of these deals you girls have. I am learning so many interesting things.”

Rickett watched the fellow campers meander past on their way to or from the nearby showers and bathroom station. They looked tired and a bit disheveled, but there was a clear happiness to their demeanor. He could feel an energy around him as if the first night was just a warm up. As he reflected, he guessed it really was. They had two more nights to go and tonight would be a big one. He felt a buzz from his phone and checked the message from his wife.

“That slut…”

“She better not have said too much. We will have to take your man bits if you learn some of those secrets.”

He smiled as he shot her a message back:

“More concerned about what I know than what happened?”

Her reply came with a picture of him and Olivia leaving the storage tent. “Tami already teased me about it. Apparently, you were noisy. Don’t get kicked out of the event now.”

He shook his head and planned a bit of revenge on Tami as he had the next dare. He was typing his reply when Rachael sent another message. “Don’t tell me about this one till you get home. It’s fine, but I already looked up flight times before I had to shut off my PC. You all are so mean.”

He changed what he wrote and hit send before he could second guess it, “So you don’t want to know how well she can deepthroat?”

He didn’t have to wait long for the inevitable “FUCK YOU”. Then the group text receiving a “why am I friends with a bunch of sluts?” The chatter back was unashamed and a picture of Matt’s cum stained underwear was shared which only added more fuel to the fire. Gifs started to fly and Rachael posted a picture of flight times with the threat of coming out there to kick some slutty asses. The threat backfired as everyone awake offered to comp the cost of the flight and Rachael couldn’t help but send several heart emojis at the outpouring of love.

Rickett’s direct message pinged a few moments later. “I don’t know if I can. It is not my thing, but you all are. If they tease me this hard and I am there, I am going to do things.”

He could feel her vulnerability in the message and thought how things might be moving too quickly. Only in his wildest fantasies had things progressed as far as they had and the brakes appeared to be broken. The positive energetic vibe of the festival and everyone being honest with themselves was intoxicating. It didn’t help that there was so much eye candy outside of the group. He knew for a fact that each of them had received as many compliments as they had passed out and that really made one feel good about themselves.

He messaged back: “I think its okay to explore if that is something you want with this group. I get it though. I will pump the brakes a bit as we think on it. Just the standard limits enforced and I will deflect dares. They will understand.”

Rickett looked up and noticed Sandra and Tami stepping up the RV. The two were all smiles as they looked at him and he found himself shaking his head again. “Sandra, I could use a liquid IV to replenish my fluids,” he said with a challenge in his voice earning a scowl from the pretty red head. Tami’s eyes widened satisfactorily. Sandra moved over to the cooler and plunked the cold bottle down in Rickett’s lap.

“I am meeting up with some of my rave family at the pool,” Sandra announced. “They don’t make lame drink dares when there are SO MANY other things that they could do.”

Rickett just grinned at her which earned him an eye roll and a playful smile back. He wasn’t going to risk a naughty dare on Sandra with the conversation he just had with Rachael. Sandra grabbed a towel from the storage bin and sauntered off. Tami, who had been watching the exchange in amusement, sat down next to Rickett.

“I forgot how lively things are around her,” Tami murmured as the two of them watched Sandra leave. Rickett grunted his agreement and took a drink. He often had talks with Tami like this when the others passed out or got lost in some game. There was a tone in her voice when she needed fındıkzade escort to talk about something that bothered her. She had it now.

“Listen or fix?” he asked as he always did when these conversations started. She smiled and let her gaze flit about to camp around them.

“Both maybe,” she started. “I… I knew Sandra back in college. She was always wild and so much fun. I definitely let that influence me back then, but I knew what was happening. Maybe I just put some of my choices on her, but she made it so easy to just… go crazy. Now she is here and it’s all coming back. All those feelings.”

Tami went quiet for a few moments and Rickett had to restrain himself from speaking into the silence. Those last three words had a heavier meaning. She looked at him and he smiled encouragingly. She took a deep breath. “I have a bit of a crush on her Rickett. Always have… always hid it… kinda scared of it… and now I am married to a wonderful man, but it is still there.” She gestured as if suggesting she was crazy. “It’s wrong, isn’t it?”

Rickett reached over and squeezed her shoulder. “Crushes are not wrong Tami. You are not bad for having them. That you are talking to me suggests your head and heart are in the right place. Is Lance the love of your life?” She nodded. “Is he the one you want forever and always?” she nodded again with a smile. “Is your crush mostly excitement, or deep like that love you feel when you think of Lance?” She reached up and squeezed Rickett’s hand on her shoulder.

Rickett continued, “Look, I think all of us are riding pretty high on the thrill portion of this. Talk to Lance. Tell him your feelings. I know my friend and I know he is well acquainted with crushes. I think you will actually bond over the feeling. Then I dare you to kiss him until your toes curl. Ask him if you can do that to everyone of the crew… especially Sandra. If he says yes, fucking do it. Put it all into perspective in your mind.”

Rickett laughed as Tami flushed a pretty pink at his dare. “Look… I don’t have it all figured out and am pretty horny despite Olivia’s efforts. If you don’t have a good feeling after your talk with Lance, free pass on the rest of the dare.” She rose with a shaky ‘okay’ and squeezed his hand again. Her mumbled ‘thanks’ was heartfelt as she disappeared into the trailer to have her conversation.

Time passed and Rickett chatted with Matt and Danni as they returned before crashing. He didn’t say anything to Tami as she exited the RV flushed, smiling, and in her bathing suit. He did watch her follow Sandra’s trail to the Mesa before sighing and again praising the fashion for bottoms that showed so much beautiful ass. He slipped into the RV and was greeted with the soft sound of people sleeping. He slipped into his bunk and stretched out to join their example.

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Tami’s heart pounded louder than the thumping base from the stage in the center of camp that drew closer with each step. The day was hot, but that kiss after her confession to Lance had been hotter. He seemed to be RELIEVED that she had the crush. She hadn’t believed that he understood until he confessed his crush for Danni. In a strange way, that had made them both feel better and they had talked quietly about what it meant. She had been floored that Lance had witnessed what he had and possessively happy when he told her that she rode a dick better. She wasn’t sure she believed him, but his words meant a lot as she climbed into his lap for that kiss.

With that part of her dare completed she asked to kiss the others and Lance had consented. He had even offered to assist in applying sunscreen, which she knew was an excuse for feeling her up. She hadn’t minded the excuse to be felt up and almost forgot about the dare before he had shooed her out. So, she found herself with a light sheen of sweat, smelling of sweet coconut, and buzzing with anticipation as she approached the line of people waiting to get into the pool party.

To Tami’s dismay, the line was brutally long. It was filled with attractive people of all shapes and sizes in their colorful swimwear. They all appeared in good spirits despite the wait and many grooved to the music of the stage clearly audible from where they stood. Tami searched the line hoping Sandra was not already in the pool and found her about a quarter from the front.

Sandra had changed into a silver bikini top and matching bottom. Tami wasn’t sure where she had changed, but it hardly mattered. What mattered was the rush she felt when looking over that pale skin marked with beautiful tattoos. She wanted to trace them with her fingertips… to see the full picture unhidden by the silver triangles. She realized she had been staring for too long as Sandra was patiently waving at her with a smirk. fuck… I am a dork

She walked up to Sandra and noticed 3 others standing close. Two appeared to be a couple with matching purple and green on their suits. They had beautiful darker levent escort skin that contrasted sharply with Sandra’s paleness. The man grinned and stepped forward before Sandra could introduce everyone. His hand scooped up Tami’s and she felt tiny in that encompassing grip.

“My name is Derrin. You must be Tami. Sandra here has been filling us in on potential additions to our rave family. You are gorgeous might I add.” Tami smiled at the warmth radiating from the man and the deep baritone of his voice. He was a big man. Not a muscular hulk, but not overweight either. His smile drew the eye and she already felt at ease with him.

Derrin reached out and pulled the woman in matching colors around. “This here is my girl, Natalie. No finer woman will you ever meet, but I am biased.” He gave Natalie a wink which made her purse her lips.

Natalie reached out and squeezed Tami’s shoulder as Derrin had forgotten to release her hand. “He could leave out the qualifying part.” She smiled to let Tami know she wasn’t serious. “It is a pleasure to meet you. Sandra doesn’t do you justice even if she tries. I love your hair.” Tami felt a pleased flush at the compliment and reached up with her free hand to touch her shorter blond hair. Despite the time she spent on it, she felt it was simple compared to the intricate and colorful braids Natalie had. She had seen the beauty stations doing them and had been considering scheduling an appointment.

“Thank you! Did you get yours done here?” Tami asked before adding, “Those braids are gorgeous and the colors you chose are lovely.” Derrin finally remembered to release Tami’s hand with a bit of a sheepish smile as Natalie nodded and gave Tami some of the details on the booth she had visited. Sandra side stepped around Derrin and gave him a firm poke in the side that made him jump.

“Derrin has a terrible habit of standing in front of us smaller people,” Sandra teased making him run his hand back through his short hair with a chuckle. “The quiet one is Sam. Please note that he is only quiet until you engage him on one of his passions. I have no idea how someone can know so much about bass music.”

Tami turned and smiled at the fourth member of Sandra’s group. He had jet black hair that didn’t quite reach his shoulders and a nice deep brown tone to his skin. She reached out to shake his hand and he took it warmly with what she would say was a shy smile.

“You could join me at the rave tonight and I will show you real EDM,” he said in a soft almost melodic voice. “Ditch the main stage and let me educate you. Its my job to make sure the family doesn’t just follow the crowd. It is nice to meet you Tami, where is Lance?”

Tami returned the warm greeting to Sam with a promise to attend a few sets with him. The genuine happiness in his eyes at her promise in turn made her happy. The mention of Lance, however, brought back the anxiety of what she had been dared to do… what she WOULD do. She wouldn’t back out.

“You all are lovely and your warm welcome is appreciated.” Tami started before meeting Sandra’s eyes. “We are kinda playing this game right now and Rickett… he is uhh… another member of the group. He has a… task for me. I umm… I need Sandra for a few minutes. I promise to give her back.” Tami blushed and Sandra’s eyes grew very wide at the implication. A mischievous light entered her green eyes and she glance around her before pointing. The spot she indicated was a small pathway between the fence surrounding the pool and the outer Mesa fence. There didn’t seem to be anyone there.

“Do we have to go back to the RV or will that work? Oh… what could that wicked man have told you?” Sandra asked with clear excitement in her voice. Tami blushed again and tried to avoid the obviously curious looks from the other three she had just met. She took Sandra’s hand and tugged her after her toward the small pathway.

“I am going to die of embarrassment,” Tami muttered as soon as they were out of easy earshot. She pretended she couldn’t hear the three they left behind’s loud speculation. After another dozen or so steps, she pulled a wildly grinning Sandra into the pathway where they were hidden from most of the eyes of the Mesa.

Sandra cocked a hip and placed one of her hands on it… just like she had since college days when she was about to propose something crazy. That look… that stance… Tami crushed on the woman harder than ever. Sandra’s green eyes sparkled and her full lips pursed before opening, “Weeellll… what are you goi…. Nngggfff” started Sandra before Tami kissed her.

Tami knew she was a talented kisser and she loved making out with Lance. There was something to the connection in a kiss that lit up her world. A good passionate kiss could keep her engine purring for days. Her lips slid over Sandra’s as she stepped in a bit closer until their chests touched. Her hands gently moved to rest on Sandra’s hip and her opposite upper arm. She couldn’t live with the tension maslak escort of waiting anymore. The exhilaration of seeing her friend after so long, dancing with her last night and feeling her energy, then the closeness in couples’ yoga. She needed Sandra not to pull back, to give her this kiss.

Tami could feel the momentary surprise and tension in Sandra melt as the pretty red head let out a breathy moan into Tami’s mouth. Sandra’s lips started to move, capturing Tami’s in slow sensuous gulps. Sandra’s hands moved up to cup either side of Tami’s cheeks before sliding back into Tami’s hair. Tami let out her own moan, pressing more firmly against the woman sharing her passion. Her eyes closed as she drank in the experience she had so long denied herself. She found her tongue slipping forward to slide over Sandra’s teeth. It only took a moment for Sandra’s own tongue to press forward, rolling over Tami’s and pushing into the blonde’s mouth. It explored eagerly as if it had waited for this moment for a very long time.

Tami and Sandra’s kiss lasted longer than Tami had expected. A shadow had fallen over the pair who were too consumed in their moment to notice. They stood there clutching each other and shaking slightly as they started to ease up on the passion of the kiss. Tongues retreated and eyes fluttered open. A few more presses of soft lips together ended the kiss and the pair looked around dazed. Their eyes fell on Darren’s broad back and then Natalie’s. The pair had moved quietly to the entrance of the path and stood there blocking most of the view of the line. Sandra caught sight of Sam holding their place in line and he gave her a wink with a thumbs up. She giggled and rubbed her nose on Tami’s

“Well…” Sandra’s voice came out in a husky purr. “I admit that I have wanted to do that for a looong time.” Tami’s eyes searched Sandra’s as she processed everything. Her head spun with the heat of it all even as her insecurities sprang up. Would Sandra really tell her if… if she wanted that… if she liked her. She hated her insecurities for starting to pop up. They threatened to ruin the moment. She had felt the passion of the kiss and Sandra had brought just as much as she had. But what if…

“I dare you to tell me truly,” Tami blurted out. “Do you have a thing for me? I… I have… I… nnnff fuck… ruining the moment.” Tami frowned at the sudden incredulous look in Sandra’s face. Her hands again moved to cup Tami’s face and she gently shook Tami’s head. Her green eyes grew very serious and warm enough that Tami felt a new sheen of sweat break out.

“Waste of a dare hun. I would never lie to you about this. I DO have a thing for you, but until just now I didn’t know it was reciprocated. I mean I had hopes, but you always kept that distance.” Sandra scowled as Tami’s face scrunched, denial clearly being formed in the sexy blonde’s mind. “Damn it Tami. Stop doubting yourself. If words won’t convince you maybe this will be enough proof.”

Sandra took hold of Tami’s hand on her hip and slid it over her belly before pushing the woman’s slender fingers under the fabric of Sandra’s bikini bottom. Tami was too surprised of the action to resist and she froze in shock at what her finger’s felt. Sandra’s pussy was absolutely soaked in slick juices that clung to Tami’s fingers. Heat radiated from the woman’s petals swollen with arousal. Tami couldn’t resist letting her fingertips slide over all that smooth and slick skin. The movement brought a deep moan from Sandra’s throat.

“See…?” Sandra breathed in a now shaky and husky breath. “Proof how much you turn me on.” Tami’s fingers did another exploratory circle of Sandra’s pussy before finding that little nub at the front. “Woah girl… if… if you touch me there… nnnggg… things are gonna happen.” Sandra’s hands now clutched at Tami, holding her close with her towel wrapped around both of them. She was breathing just as hard as when they kissed. Tami really wanted to make things happen. She had never gotten this far with another woman and found herself almost jittery with excitement. Her fingers rubbed a tight circle around Sandra’s clit forcing the woman to move up on her tip toes with a groan.

“Fuck… in public… so fucking hot…” Sandra muttered in Tami’s ear. “Two can play at that… nnnfffff game.” Tami found Sandra’s towel being hooked on her top’s strap before the woman’s hand deftly slipped down the front of Tami’s bottoms. Tami tried not to squeal as Sandra’s fingers rapidly caught up to what Tami had done. She was as aroused as she had ever been and Sandra took full advantage of that as her fingers curled so that two slipped inside Tami.

The two of them held each other, fingers frozen but full of promise as their breath came hard and fast. Then Tami was pressing her lips to Sandra’s again and each woman’s fingers set to work. There was no build up in the kiss this time. The kiss was hot, wet, and desperate as if trying to make up for lost time. Tami tried to focus on pleasuring Sandra, but it was clear who was the more skilled at pleasing a woman. Sandra’s fingers found Tami’s special places in moments and worked them in slowly increasing intensity. Tami found herself trembling and had to break the kiss to suck in air as her orgasm threatened to storm over her.

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Vivian and I were at that sage of our lives where we were both comfortable with ourselves. Vivian owned a small but successful advertising firm while I was well established as a senior partner in a good law firm. Our daughter, Cassandra, is away at collage, leaving us with the freedom to do as we pleased.

Our sex life was always active and imaginative, within limits. Swinging seemed a natural choice for us. We stumbled across a group who seemed to be quite discreet and decided to give them a go.

The first time we meet them it was a simple matter of conducting a lottery to see which husband took which wife to one of the many rooms. I noticed Vivian walking away with a handsome younger man. She seemed very pleased with herself. I won an older woman and at first could have been happier. It turned out that she was very experienced with this and guided me through the rules, which didn’t appear to be many or onerous. We fucked and I think we both really enjoyed it.

At the next visit we teamed up with another couple. At first it felt wrong to watch my wife being fucked by another man. But, as I was busy fucking his wife at the same time, it seemed wrong to complain.

‘Did you enjoy watching me?’ asked Vivian, as we drove home.

‘It was a little unsettling at first, but then I got into it.’

Vivan leant closer and took my arm. ‘I enjoyed watching you.’

‘Did you?’ I asked, mildly surprised.

‘Yes. And I’m pretty sure Nancy enjoyed being fucked by you.’

I was feeling quite pleased now. ‘Is there a reason you’re mentioning this.’

‘Darren mentioned that they are in another group too.’

‘Are they?’ I said, realising my wife had been deliberately leading me to this point.

‘Yes. And this group have old styled Roman orgies. You know, where everyone gets together in the same room, and anyone fucks anyone.’

A smirk creased my mouth. ‘Let me guess, you want to give this orgy a go?’

Vivian dropped her hand onto my lap and stroked my dick through my trousers. ‘It might be fun, don’t you think?’

‘It sure sounds fun to me!’

The following weekend found us being picked up by Darren and Nancy. They explained that we would need to be introduced before we could enter in the orgy. Darren parked his car in the grounds of an old manor home on the outskirts of the city. The house had seen better days must still be worth a fortune, if not for the land alone.

We were greeted at the main doors by a well-built man who didn’t smile. Darren introduced as and explained he had called ahead to say that Vivian and I would be attending. The man checked his sheet and nodded. He opened the door and we were allowed inside.

The marble floored entranceway led to a small room with one wall covered with lockers.

‘We undress in here and then go through to the main room,’ said Darren.

I think Vivan was feeling a little nervous, but excited too, as the four of us stripped naked. Nacy took me by the arm and Darren guided my wife into a large room with a number of small, intimate sofas arranged around the walls. In the enter of the room were a collection of rugs. There were at least twenty people already here. Everyone was naked. Most were still chatting but there were more than one couple fucking already.

‘Come and meet some of the others,’ said Nance, as she led me away from her husband and my wife. she stopped in front of a small group of women who were chatting by one f the large windows. ‘This lovely man and I fucked last week, and I can guarantee total satisfaction.’

I wore a satisfied grin as four or five naked women ran their eyes over me. One woman in particular caught my eye. She looked ten years younger than me and had the most wonderful breasts. I discreetly edged closer to her. ‘Hello.’

‘Hello yourself,’ she said, smiling broadly.

There was no point in going to an orgy if you are going to be shy, so I wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her in close. With her big tits pressed firmly against my chest, I kissed her. My dick was already stiffening when she slipped her warm tongue into my mouth. I placed my hands at the sides of her tits and began to caress them.

She pulled back. ‘You do work çapa escort fast, don’t you!’

‘I didn’t want to risk someone else whisking you away before I could claim you.’

She smiled. ‘Is that what you’ve done, claimed me?’

I wasn’t sure if I had just committed some sort of fubar, but now was not the time to be hesitant. I dipped one hand down between her legs and stroked her waxed pussy. ‘I certainly have!’

She took a long deep sigh. ‘Oh-God, I love it when a man takes charge of me like this!’

I didn’t even know her name, or at least the one she used here, but it didn’t seem that she could be more perfect for my first experience at an orgy.

As I tickled her pussy, I glanced over my shoulder, to see if Vivan had found a partner yet. It took me a moment or too to find her. She was sitting on one of the sofas with a powerfully built black man. They were kissing. She had a hand around his enormous cock, while his hand was caressing my wife’s breasts. I had only witnessed my wife having sex with one other man before. That had been unsettling at first, but I’d quickly become excited by it. This was totally different. I could only assume it was the way his near black skin contrasted to dramatically to Vivian’s milk white. I didn’t think I had ever seen anything so erotic.

‘Is everything alright?’

I realised I was no longer stroking the woman’s pussy. ‘Err, yeah, its fine,’ I said as I started to walk closer to Vivian.

‘Well, fuck you too!’ said the woman behind me, but I no longer cared what she thought.

I stopped about four feet from my wife and the large black men and just watched them. They were still kissing, using lots of tongue, as he lay her back on the sofa. I was moving even closer as he guided the fat head of his huge black cock between my wife’s legs.

‘Oh-my-God,’ she moaned as he entered her. ‘That feel so wonderful!’

Vivan must have realised I was standing near her and she turned to look at me. I thought she had never looked more beautiful or more satisfied.

‘Hello, darling. Is everything alright?’

‘Everything is just perfect,’ I assured her.

My wife smiled broadly before bringing her mouth to the back man’s once more. I didn’t know if it was within the rules of the orgy or not, but I knelt at their side and watched as they fucked.

‘Can I help you?’

I realised it the black man who had spoken. ‘I’m sorry,’ I said. ‘This is my wife.’

‘Does it bother you that I’m fucking her or something?’

‘Hell no!’ I hurriedly assured him. ‘I don’t think I’ve never seen my wife looking happier.’

The black man eased himself in deeper, making Vivan moan. She wrapped her long legs around his waist, pulling him in even deeper.

They kissed.

I didn’t even know if I gave it conscious thought, but my hand reached out and I began to caress the man’s back. His skin felt soft and warm and the muscles under the skin rippled as he gyrated and fucked my wife.

When he pulled back from Vivina’s mouth, he leant closer to me. At first, I didn’t understand his meaning or his intentions. Then his lips brushed against mine. Suddenly we were kissing.

I was kissing another man!

When he thrust his tongue deep into my mouth, I hear Vivian cry out, ‘That’s so fucking hot!’

With my wife’s approval ringing in my ears, I ran my hand across her legs and onto the man’s taunt buttocks. I caressed them for a few moments before dipping my hand even lower and cupping it around his shaved scrotum. His balls felt large and heavy as I closed my hand around them and gently massaged them.

We kissed as I played with his balls. Then he switched back to Vivan. As they kissed, I pressed my lips to the man’s back and placed soft, loving kisses all over his naked body.

‘Do it, my darling,’ said my wife. ‘Rim him, while he fucks me!’

I rose up higher on my knees and pressed my lips to his buttocks, I kissed them all over before sliding my tongue down between them. I heard his moan as I ran the tip of my tongue over his sensitive asshole.

‘Is he doing it?’ I heard my wife ask.

‘Oh yeah. He’s licking my asshole!’

Their moans intensified and I pushed etiler escort my face deep between his gorgeous buttocks. I found his asshole with my lips and kissed it. I had rimmed Vivan many times, but no one else, before now.

I was still rimming his asshole when I hear the wet, sloppy sounds of him ejaculating into my wife. All around us, others were kissing, sucking and fucking, but I wasn’t interest in them. I was only interested in this black man and my wife.

When he pulled out of Vivan and sat up on the sofa, his dripping cock dangled in front of my face. I understood what he wanted without needing to be told. I took his now soft cock in my mouth and sucked it clean.

‘You dirty bastard!’ said Vivan, as she gently, yet forcefully pushed me back onto one of the many rugs. With the black man grinning at us, she straddled my face. I looked up to see a thick string of gooey cum dangling from between the folds of her pretty pussy. I opened my mouth and the cum dropped into it.

‘Swallow it!’

It was an order but one that my wife didn’t need to make. I happily swallowed the black man’s cum. Then I flicked out my tongue and licked her gaping cunt clean.

By the time Vivan climbed off my fce, the black man had left and was sitting with the pretty blonde with the great tits I had been about to fuck when I spotted Vivian with him. I didn’t care.

‘Wow!’ said Vivian, smiling happily at me. ‘Where did that come from?’

I shrugged. Then I noticed a man smiling at me from across the room. I raised an eyebrow as though in question. He shrugged as though in reply. As he walked toward me, I leant over the edge of the sofa. I felt his hands take a firm hold of my hips and then his stiff cock began to probe at my anus.

As the guy pushed and prodded with his cock, doing his best to enter my virginal asshole, I pulled Vivian down so that she lay of the sofa in front of me. My eyes rolled as the head of his cock forced its way past my sphincter. I was being fucked by another man, with a room of strangers watching. I didn’t care. Vivian knew and that was all that mattered to me. I kissed her tits and sucked on her nipples as the man slowly eased himself deeper and deeper into me. Eventually I could feel his balls slapping against my own with each thrust and I brought my mouth to my wife’s, and we kissed. I caressed her lovely tits and we kissed while I was fucked by another man. Somewhere along the way, a woman knelt at the edge of the sofa alongside me and was busy eating Vivian’s pussy.

All too soon the guy was pumping a load of lovely, warm cum deep in my asshole. He pulled out and whispered thanks into my ear before walking away.

I was about to stand when a woman led a man to me. ‘You get down there and clean that pretty mess up, slut!’

‘Yes, Mistress,’ said the man, before dropping to his knees and sucking the cum out of my ass.

My ass was now clean of cum and Vivan had orgasmed for the second time today. I wanted desperately to talk to her. I needed to know that she was fine with everything I had done. But a man took hold of her arm and led her to another sofa. I watched as she was squeezed between two men. They both caressed her body and took turns kissing her.

It seemed we wouldn’t be talking anytime soon so I looked around the room myself. The black man was fucking the pretty blonde with the great tits, but I wasn’t interested in them now.

On one of the rugs, a man lay on his back while a woman straddled his face. Whether or not her cunt was full of cum, I didn’t know. A second woman knelt on the edge of the rug, sucking his cock. Her knees were parted invitingly, offering her pussy to anyone who wanted to use it. But I had other quarry.

Near them, a woman as sucking a man’s cock, while a second man fingered her. The man who was doing the fingering, had a stiff cock that wasn’t being used so I walked closer. I knelt down next to him. I looked his cock over. It was nice and hard and not too big. The head had a lovely mushroom shape to it that looked appealing to me. He gave a nod, so I took his hard cock in my mouth. Ather than cleaning the black man’s cock off after he’d fucked Vivian, I had fatih escort never sucked a cock, but I had been on the receiving end many times and I had watched plenty of porn so I figured I would know what to do.

I worked my lips up and down his hard shaft, allowing his moans to guide me on when I was doing it right. One thing I did know was lots of saliva helped. I drooled over his stiff cock as I sucked and licked it. Soon it was nice and shiny with my spit and my lips were sliding down deep enough for me to stick out the tip of my tongue and tickle his balls.

‘Fuck, man, that’s great. Just keep doing that!’

So I did.

As I worked his cock, I glanced out of the corner of my eye at Vivian. She was now lying on top of one of the men, his cock deep in her pussy. The second man was kneeling behind her, his cock inside her ass. To my knowledge this was the first time she had ever been double penetrated. By the look on her face, it wouldn’t be the last time.

Then she glanced my way and our eyes locked. I gave her a thumbs up sign. Vivian gave me a wink. As she continued to take a cock in her cunt and another in her anus, she watched me blow this man. I doubled my efforts to take his cock deep down my throat so I could lick his balls at the same time. My reward was when he dumped a load of hot, juicy cum down my throat. I drank greedily, doing my best to not waste a single drop of his precious cum.

As his cock slowly shrivelled, I spat him out. ‘Thanks for the use of your cock.’

‘No problems, man, you can suck me any time.’

It was only now I realised he hadn’t actually climaxed myself yet. It was getting late now but I looked around the room to see who I could find. There was a couple sitting on one of the sofas just kissing and touching. I sat next to the man and began to caress his naked body. When he didn’t seem to mind, I took hold of his face and turned his mouth to mine. I kissed him as the woman watched. When he turned back, to kiss the woman, I gently pushed him so that he lay over her. They continued to kiss and fondle each other as I eased my cock into his asshole. It occurred to me that this was the first time I’d ever fuck someone in the ass and I wondered why it had taken me so long. Not that I would ever have considered fucking another man before tonight. What bothered me, was I had never tried to fuck Vivian in the ass before. She certainly seemed to like it when the guy used her anus tonight so she probably wouldn’t have objected if I had tired.

The guy managed to turn back enough for us to kiss as I fucked him. Then the woman leant closer and we kissed.

‘Do I get a turn?’ asked a third voice.

I looked up to find Vivian standing next to me. ‘Sure, why not.’ I felt very strange to be kissing my wife, while fucking some strange man in the ass, but also very exhilarating. We two men watched as Vivian kissed the other woman and then puled her down onto a rug. I continued to fuck him while my wife and the woman eat each other at our feet.

When I climaxed, I pumped in so much cum it flooded out. Knowing Vivian could see me, I rolled the guy onto his knees and licked his ass clean for him.

Darren and Nancy found us and led us back to where we could dress.

‘The good news is you guys have made it onto the invite list anytime you feel like coming back.’

Darren drove us home. We thanked them for taking us and for introducing us to orgy life.

I think we were both exhausted and we went straight to sleep.

The following morning, I woke to find Vivian sitting up and smiling down at me.

‘And how is my little cock-whore this morning?’

Her smile told me she wasn’t angry. ‘A little sore, but good I guess.’

‘Tell me, what was your favourite part of last night?’

I didn’t have to think about it for long. ‘Watching you and that big black guy fucking.’

‘I thought it might be the part where you rimmed out his asshole, while he fucked me.’

‘That was a very close second.’

‘I’ve been thinking, the orgy was great, but I don’t want to do it too often. I think it would take some of the fun out of it.’

‘I guess.’

‘What about, next weekend, we go to a bar and find me a nice black man to fuck so you can watch us?’

‘That sounds good to me.’

Vivian snapped her fingers. ‘Even better. Why don’t we find two black men. One for you and one for me?’

I leant in close, and we kissed. ‘I knew there was a reason I married you!’

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This is the fourth episode in my story series, The Emancipation of Genie Bright.

In the last part, Genie and Sheena discussed the idea of Genie going to a swingers meet-up that Sheena was part of before Genie followed her impulse to push the boundaries of their sexual liaison in Sheena’s bedroom.

In this part, the boundaries are blown away as Genie goes to Sheena’s swingers “meet-up” and has her sexual awareness broadened still further. One of the women at the party takes to Genie, and the appreciation is fully returned.

Thank you for reading. Comments are welcome.

**

A MONTH LATER

Genie stood in front of her mirror, naked, as she often did most mornings. Saturday, 9am and she is dry, post-shower and looking at her body and enjoying how much it seems to turn Sheena on. She was flicking her hair with the afro comb she used to tousle her curls into life every day. Her hair was getting a little longer than she’d usually have it but quite enjoyed being surrounded by her curls.

However she flicking it about a bit but then “I know what I’ll do” she thought to herself and delved into the small box in the bottom of the wardrobe and produced a silver hair clip. She gathered up her long fringe and flicked it over her head and clipped it up.

For a fleeting moment, she saw the 20 year old Genie. That was the last time she’d worn her hair with the fringe flipped back on a regular basis. It reminded her of when Helen helped her through her problems with eating after her Mum passed away.

Despite no-one being there, she adjusted the clip to get it just right and mumbled out loud to herself.

“I need to reclaim this. I can’t have something silly like this remind me of difficult times. Been there, done that. I like this “me”.”

She was forever tying the back of her hair up when she was working on stuff but, for her full face to be on display. Well, it was a little like lifting a mask. Anyway, where she was going today, it might be a good job that she can get her hair out of the way. She started to rifle through her clothes for something appropriate.

In the few weeks since her and Sheena’s night at the Feathers became one of the most complete sexual experiences of her life, they had reached an interesting point. Once, if not twice every week, and certainly one night every weekend, they would share a bed, at either of their flats.

Genie was processing where things were and came to the following conclusions

1) They were both adamant that there wasn’t an “us” — sex for sex’s sake was the mantra. But was it? The last time they were together, they didn’t have an orgasm between them. A Friday night after a busy week at work had seen them lounge on Genie’s big sofa, kiss and strip each other and then go to bed to sleep. There was no disappointed party in that either. It was just that they were starting to feel happy just to “be together”.

2) She couldn’t help feeling that Sheena was beginning to display some attachment to her that, she admitted, was welcome but really didn’t fit in with the “no “us””. They even walked through the local park openly holding hands. That’s not a “no “us”” thing. No, definitely not, and,

3) Would it be the worst thing if this thing became an “us”? Would it? Isn’t it a sign that they might have actually found the person they were looking for? But Genie was aware that she’d fallen into a chain of relationships before and some of them were absolutely classic rebounds because being “in something” was how she felt secure. But, now, like things were, with Sheena, for the first time, Genie was existing on her own, albeit with the help of a very sexual woman that demanded nothing more of her than being willing to share intimacy.

4) None of this, though, was about Sheena being a woman. Genie wasn’t missing an erection as part of her sex life. Even “the Rumbler” hadn’t made an appearance since they’d got together. No man was making her feel things the way Sheena had been.

Genie shook herself into action, packed a bag for the night as it would either end at Sheena’s or, more likely, wherever they were going today.

Eventually, she put on a really nice, slightly unusual red one piece thing she’d bought a year or two before and never quite got round to wearing. It appealed to her because it was a zipped front to what looked like a short sleeve shirt joined to shorts and a tie belt.

Once on, Genie really liked it and actually couldn’t understand why she’d not worn it before. But then, she’d not been in a position to use fully what this offered. Genie knew this would add a little frisson of excitement for Sheena, who had already begun an intimate relationship with Genie’s breasts so she carefully did the zip up only enough to leave the chance of displaying some of her cleavage to Sheena.

Genie, as she was discovering, actually quite liked a little tease of her friend now and again, especially if it hinted at something sexual.

A sunny day, Genie strode down the road to meet Sheena at the Feathers merter escort for 10.30. The pub did a big continental brunch, so Sheena said, and she’d asked Genie to come early so they could spend the day together before where they were going for the evening.

Sheena sat at a table outside, dressed for the summer. Hot pants, a tight top with, Genie noted, no bra and heels. She had clearly, Genie thought, decided her legs should come out. Why not, they looked great.

“Hello, beautiful!” Genie planted a kiss on Sheena’s lips then landed in the chair opposite her.

Genie took a moment, looked at Sheena, and noticed something.

“Sheena, where’s the sex face?”

Sheena had really toned down the make-up from the first couple of times they’d been together. She was quite surprised to see Sheena look more natural.

“Oh, Genie, well…the “sex face” was a mask and I would normally have it on for the meet-ups too, But this is different for me, taking you there today. I know there’s “no “us”” but it feels like we’re going there together. They know we’re sleeping together so, it’s like…”

Genie completed her sentence “…like you’re there with a partner, yes?”

Sheena nodded in a slightly sheepish way. Genie leaned in to her and waved to her to give Genie her hand. Genie had a realistic perspective.

“Sheen, it’s OK to feel like that and I’m very happy we’re there together today. It’s not a massive life-long commitment we’re declaring, is it. We’re just saying that we like being with each other right now. Is that enough?”

Sheena squeezed her hand and looked a little relieved as she smiled. “That’s it exactly, Genie. By the way, like the hair!”

“Oh, I only clipped it up to be out of my eyes.”

“It’s lovely to see your face, Genie.”

Genie smiled at Sheena, pleased that she noticed.

“So, today, why so early, Sheen?”

“Well, we need to eat early and I thought that, with it being a nice day, we could spend it together and I could tell you a little about what to expect tonight.”

Genie and Sheena were meeting Sheena’s swinging friends…for a “meet-up”, at one of the couple’s houses.

“Well, let’s order then!” Genie was excited to start getting into the detail of it. She knew Sheena had spoken to Lisa again and that they would be really excited to meet Genie and get to know her.

It was a “meet-up” so nudity and sex were on the menu but food wasn’t. Sheena explained before their food came.

“So, there is very likely to be some bum play and sex tonight.”

“OK, so that’s why we’re eating early?”

“Yes, I’ve just always felt better about not eating a short time before anything going into my bum. Do you know what I mean?”

“Gotcha, Sheen. Enough said…although how much bum action, so to say, would there be anyway?”

“So, it would be a surprise if there wasn’t, certainly for me. Firstly, there’s a bit of oil to help things along…and tongues…”

“Tongues! Tongues…on your…” Genie was mildly alarmed.

“Yes, it’s called rimming.”

“Rimming?”

“Yes, licking around someone’s anal opening. It’s extremely arousing.”

“I…I’ve never done anything with my bum…ever.”

“Genie, don’t worry. With anything, absolutely anything, tonight, you will never be asked to get involved in something you don’t want to do. Saying “no” isn’t looked upon as a bad thing. It’s all personal choice on the day.”

“OK, so if I don’t want to do something…”

“You can watch or even do something you do want to do.”

“So, as I don’t really want to talk about arses while I’m eating my breakfast, one more question. Is there a lot of this at one of these things then, Sheen?”

“Well, there can be. If the boys are in the mood, you may well get to see two men having sex with each other.”

“What, gay sex? Full on?”

“Yes, well, Paul likes being pegged…”

“Right, stop again, Sheen. Pegged?” Genie was showing her naivety when it came to the kinky side of sex.

“So, basically, that’s a man being fucked in the bum by a dildo.”

“OK. And the other man then?”

“Stefan, he’s Rachel’s husband and has a penchant for anal sex and cock sucking so it’s a good fit really, within the confines of the “meet-up”.”

Genie drew in a deep breath. “OK, well we know what the boys like then.”

“Oh yes. They both enjoy gay and Paul definitely likes cunt. There’s be cock about if you fancy it, Genie.”

“Good…I think.” Genie wasn’t having doubts but was beginning to prepare herself for having her mind significantly broadened.

“So, should I ask about the women?”

“Lisa is lovely. She organises it all and it’s her and Stefan’s house we’re at tonight. It’s HUGE. I mean, the room we get together in is their second living room and it’s massive. Genie, they use that room because there’s a downstairs shower next to it. You’ll likely have a shower or two during the evening – and that bathroom is the size of your bedroom.”

“Is Lisa into particular şirinevler escort things then?”

“Everything. I actually think she’s the secret instigator. Her tongue has been over most of my body since I’ve been with them.”

“What, including…”

“Oh yes. She’s a rimmer and is always up for trying something new.”

“Oh…really.” Genie’s mind wandered, musing for the very first time what it would be like to have someone lick her bum. She realised she wasn’t repulsed by it. “And who’s Paul’s wife.”

“That’s Rachel. She is a remarkably gentle woman. You’d think she was very quiet but you’d go a long way before finding somebody as attentive and caring as a sexual partner. She and I have shared some wonderful moments. She is definitely a closet lesbian, in my view.”

And so, after an interesting conversation, two big plates of food and a big pot of tea arrived. Genie and Sheena, both into their food, fell into silence as they worked their way through their breakfast.

Genie may have been silent but her head was buzzing with the possibilities. More than likely she was going to have close relations with at least two people there apart from Sheena. It occurred to her that it would be the first time since Stephen that she would have a cock inside her, which would be nice.

Also, she kept thinking about her bum, and what having it played with would be like. It made her wiggle slightly in her seat.

But, most of all, she was thinking about Sheena…because she, quite often, thought about Sheena and, increasingly, how much she’d felt close to her over the last few weeks. It occurred to her that she would see Sheena having sex with someone else, but Sheena might see her do the same. Genie wasn’t sure how she’d feel about that. However, aside from the strip club, she’d not witnessed anyone having any kind of sex in front of her, except on a screen, so this was going to be a night of firsts.

“Genie, are you daydreaming?”

“Oh yes, sorry, Sheen. I was thinking about later.”

“Anything you’re concerned about?”

“I actually don’t think so. I’m more intrigued about it all.”

“Well, my very beautiful friend…” Sheena smiled at Genie. “I’ll be with you. Nothing happens unless you want it to. OK.”

“OK, you!.” Genie laughed as she said it and reached for Sheena’s hand and squeezed it…and neither woman let go immediately. Long enough for Genie to stare at their joined hands and feel great comfort.

Genie and Sheena had a great afternoon. They got the train out to where Lisa and Stefan’s house was. Being the summer, things would start outside but they took a walk around the town first. An archetypal expensive suburb with special one-off shops and high-end cars parked outside the takeaways and ornate old-style looking pubs. The occasional hanging basket outside a shop with an abundance of flowers spilling over and most people looking fairly expensively dressed.

With about an hour to go, they took a stroll up a hill that actually allowed them to look out over the town. It was very picturesque. They both stood surveying the sort of scene that wouldn’t be out of place as an opening shot on a TV property programme.

Genie turned to Sheena.

“Sheen?”

“Yes, Genie?”

“This looks great, doesn’t it.”

“Mmm, it does.”

Sheena turned face on to Genie and took her hands. They smiled at each other. Genie moved slightly towards Sheena and she responded. Their lips met and they exchanged a lingering, gentle kiss.

“Genie, that was lovely.”

“It was…thank you. Shall we go?”

They walked down the hill hand in hand and continued on to the house. A large U shaped tarmac drive with three shiny, large cars sitting near to the house, the house looked as sizeable as Genie was expecting it to be.

Sheena rang the doorbell and, after a few seconds the door opened. A tall, slim woman with lush auburn hair, gently stranded with silver, opened the door. She had a long sleeved loose dress on.

“Sheena!” Warm hugs were exchanged. “…and you are Genie. Lovely to meet you, I’m Lisa and I’m responsible for the den of iniquity you’ve entered today.”

Laughs all round as Lisa’s self-deprecating remark was accentuated by her distinctly Essex/East London edge to her accent.

Lisa led them through a truly extraordinary kitchen with a large island in the centre. “I’d have trouble leaning across that.” thought Genie to herself.

“So, it’s a gorgeous evening so we thought we’d have a drink or two outside. I’ll introduce you. Genie — if you need absolutely anything at all, please don’t be afraid to ask — robes, towels. I’m sure Sheena will show you too.”

Lisa stopped before going outside and turned to Genie — and said exactly the right thing to make her feel comfortable.

“So, I guess Sheena has spoken to you about us and what we get up to.”

“Yes, she’s outlined a few things, Lisa.” Sheena and Genie exchanged glances and smiles.

“Well, welcome to the topkapı escort pervy fuck fest then!” Lisa opened her arms as if in a show and laughed before continuing.

“No. I want you to know that “no” or “I’m not keen” or “I’d prefer not to” or anything like that is perfectly OK. Please, please, please don’t feel pressured. No-one here is expecting to fuck you because you’re here. We trust Sheena and she trusts us.”

“I know. She has been very complimentary about how it works here.”

“I’m glad. Rachel, who you’ll meet, says “no” sometimes and that’s because of two things. Firstly, it’s her right to and everyone here needs to be comfortable. Secondly, I’m a dirty fucking sex-loving whore who’ll screw anyone!” Delivered with a sardonic raised eyebrow and more laughs all round, Lisa led them out.

Rachel walked up straight away with a warm smile and made straight for Genie.

“Genie, I’m Rachel.” Softly spoken with a very engaging smile, Rachel was exactly the same height as Genie and approached her with a hug and a gentle kiss on the cheek. “It’s lovely that you wanted to join us today. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Genie was, in fact, mildly surprised by how similar physically Rachel and herself seemed to be. She was wearing a light blue halter style bikini with ties on each side of the bottoms. Like Genie, she had a nice shape with a little softness in places. Even their breasts seemed to be the same size. She’d discover that they had even more in common.

The major difference was that Rachel was darker skinned than Genie and her hair was almost black and draping over her shoulders, parted to the left and pushed back behind her ears.

Genie found her attractive. Rachel’s dark, arched eyebrows framed her eyes, which seemed to be a mid-brown colour. She had a prominent nose and a wide mouth. Genie decided she must have had either Arabic or Greek blood.

Genie also realised that she even saw Lisa in a different way to how she might have done before Sheena. Lisa’s confident air, accentuated by her height, made her come across as a deeply relaxed woman assured of her own sexuality. Genie wondered what she looked like under that dress.

But first, the men appeared. Firstly, Stefan, tall, continental with a German hint to his rich voice had long brown to sliver hair which was swept back. He only had shorts on and Genie noticed that he had a mildly athletic build. Again, he greeted Genie first.

“Genie, it’s a pleasure. Forgive me for being forward straight away but you’ll notice that we’re are not overlooked in any way here so, if you wish to lost some or all of your clothing, please feel free to do so. I had to say because Paul already has.”

Around the corner, Paul appeared. Shorter than Stefan, but with short, dark brown, slightly thinning hair with a beard, he had a robust, strong, rugby player build, Genie thought, until she noticed he was already naked. His body was enhanced by patches of body hair on his chest, arms and legs with a trimmed ruff of pubic hair surrounding his penis and scrotum which, Genie saw, even in repose, looked thicker rather than slim.

“Hi Genie, I’m Paul. It’s too nice a day to not enjoy the sun while it’s still out. It’ll still be warm later on too according to the weather. Hopefully I’ve not shocked you.”

Genie was quick to respond and was not shy, inadvertently setting the tone. “Well, Paul, it’s nice to see you enjoying the sun. It’s also a nice preview of what’s on offer later!”

Rachel followed up immediately “You see, Paul. Smart woman. She’s got you licked.”

Genie replied quickly. “Yes, Rachel, although I’m quite good at sucking too.”

Rachel smiled and nodded to Genie in acknowledgement of her quip. Lisa handed her a glass of wine.

“Genie, it seems you’ve already “read the room”. You’ll fit right in!”

It wasn’t long before Genie found herself receiving an interesting proposition. It turned out Rachel may have been quietly spoken but that belied a woman of clear intentions. Moving closer to her, she spoke close to her ear.

“Genie, if you would like to get me licked later, I would like to return the compliment. You’re a very attractive woman.” Rachel said with a coy smile.

Genie’s mind whizzed quickly with thoughts suddenly flying. “Oh my God. Sheena said she thought she was a lesbian. Fuck. She wants sex with me. Genie, slow down…mmm…she is really nice…I think I want her.”

After a moment, Genie responded. “Rachel. Is it too early to suggest that, if you were to unzip my dress, then I could undo your bikini top. It seems we have a little way to catch up with your husband and I do enjoy a little naked contact.”

Rachel came very close. “Would it be too forward to ask if I could kiss you?”

Genie was touched by Rachel’s approach to all this with a very gentle request after her initially striking remark. She responded by meeting Rachel’s lips with hers.

The rest, including Sheena looked on as Rachel and Genie went from glancing kisses to a gentle smooch, deeper kisses and touches, Genie finding, and pulling, the ties to Rachel’s bikini top, the limp material gradually falling away as they moved together, standing on the patio in the sunlight.

Rachel reached for Genie’s zip.

“Rachel, I’ve never been nude outside.”

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