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Swing Club part 1
Hey, Layla, are you busy Saturday night?” Rod asked.

Rod had called his sister on the phone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her senior year, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to escape the family drama and get back to school and be on their own.

“No plans yet,” Layla said. “What’s up?”

“I thought you might like to go to a party with me.”

“What’s the matter, Little Bro, are you so hard-up that you have to ask your sister for a date?”

“Not exactly. It’s up at the Lyons’ place. Remember them?”

“The Lyons? You mean the swingers? What, are they having another one of their wild sex parties? And you want to take me? What, are you some kind of pervert?”

The Lyons lived nearby their father’s home, in a big house on almost an acre of land, with a large, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to have a very open marriage and were also known to occasionally throw wild parties where anything goes, and their guests would come expecting to mingle, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad fucking and sexual experimentation was the purpose and usually the no-holds-barred result.

“No, not a pervert. Just horny I guess; I haven’t been laid in a month. But I thought it might be fun to go and see what it was like. When we get there we can go our separate ways. But I can’t go alone. Only couples are invited. The party rules are pretty simple: Bring a partner and a bottle and share both.”

“And you got yourself invited?” she asked.

“Yep, on the recommendation of a friend at work. I hear they’re searching for some young blood.”

“Well, okay, that’s better, I guess. I thought you were getting all weird on me. But it might be fun. Something different, anyway.”

“That’s what I thought, maybe get into some older stuff. The party starts at eight. Why don’t you come over here a little after and we’ll head over together. And remember it’s a pool party. Show off that body of yours and you’ll have some old guy creaming himself in no time.”

–

“You look great, Layla,” Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white shorts and a flowery halter top which showed off her tanned arms and legs, and of course her cute butt and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking k**s. Rod was tall and lean and wore cargo shorts and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summer party.

“So do you, little brother,” Layla said, handing him a fifth of rum. “Now let’s go to this party and see how lucky we can get.”

They drove separate cars to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they’d end up later that night. They parked about a block away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front door by Lita Lyons, the lady of the house and host of the party, who wore a red, white and blue one-piece swim suit that was tacky wet and clung like glue to her petite body and enormous tits. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbors, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

“Welcome, and thanks for coming,” Lita said. “The bar is out back on the lanai, through those French doors, along the wall to your left. Help yourself to whatever; there is plenty of ice and mixers.”

They walked out back and found the party already in full swing. There was a buzz in the air, a vivid hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad bodies. They mixed rum with Coke at the bar and found a convenient spot nearby to stand and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their freak flags fly. Articles of clothing were coming off and various body parts were coming out. There were couples in the pool getting friendly and frisky with other couples, mixing mates. There were small groups s**ttered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two women were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the water in front of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two women grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each other’s tongues.

Rod recognized a woman at the far end of the patio. It was a woman who had lived a couple doors down from them when they were teenagers. She had to be close to their Dad’s age but was all over a guy many years her junior.

“Hey, is that Mrs. Fitzsimmons over there?” he said, nodding toward the couple.

“Yes, I think it is,” Layla said. “She still looks pretty good for her age, doesn’t she? Looks like she’s got herself a young buck. Looks like you got here too late, Rod.”

“Yeah right,” he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimsuit and was kissing the young man passionately. bahis siteleri canlı He had his hand on her breast and she had her hand inside the front of his swim trunks. An older guy with a drink in his hand stood to her right watching them intently.

“Don’t be shy!” Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by. “Feel free to mingle. We’re all here to meet people and enlarge our circle of influence…among other things!” She smiled coyly and kept walking.

Rod scanned around looking for his friend and didn’t see him at first. Then they spotted one another at the same time and waved. He was at the far end of the pool with his girlfriend and another couple.

“Hey, there’s my friend from work,” Rod said. “Let’s go over, I’ll introduce you.”

“I’ll join you all in a minute,” she said. “I need to find a bathroom.” She set her drink down and headed into the house. Rod walked over to his friend.

“Hey Rod, how’s it hanging?” his friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim redhead in a black bikini. “This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,” nodding to his right. “And you know my girlfriend Lisa.” Lisa was on the other side of Bob, who had a hand on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

“What happened to your girlfriend?” Lisa asked. “Did she run off?”

“That’s my, uh…that’s Layla,” Rob said. “She’ll be right back. She had to find a bathroom.”

“She’s hot. Does she do girls?” Lisa asked, with a smirk. Bob gave her a sideways glance.

“I don’t know, maybe. Ask her,” he said. “I know I do!” They all laughed.

“Are you having fun yet?”

Rod told them that he had only been here a few minutes. They made idle chatter for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again introductions were made all around. Soon Rod’s drink was empty and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a couple minutes as others ahead of him fixed drinks. He looked around at the weird scene. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the time he’d gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the patio where two couples had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One couple was older, perhaps in their fifties, and the other couple was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their dicks sucked. The young attractive brunette’s head was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his cock was deep in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

“Jesus, will you look at that!” a female voice said.

Rod looked to his right and an attractive older woman was standing next to him watching the same spectacle he was.

“If I was going to blow some guy at this party I’d at least try to find someplace a little more private,” she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short blue denim skirt that barely housed the top half of her lean thighs, and the rigid nipples of her firm, medium-sized tits reached out for him from behind her white tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could think of something intelligent to say.

“Uh, yeah,” he half-stammered. “Sure is bold.”

“Look at the shit-eating grin on that old fart’s face! That girl may be young but she must be one hell of a cocksucker.”

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué language coming from this attractive, older woman. But it was kind of an instant, ice-breaking turn-on, and he liked her already. And he figured right away that here she was at this party so she must be looking for something new and different. And maybe that something could be him.

“Do you come to these parties often?” Rod asked lamely.

“I’ve been a few times. How about you?”

“First time for me.”

“I’ve noticed some new faces. You’re kind of young aren’t you?”

“Twenty-one,” he said.

“Old enough, I guess,” she said. She seemed to look him over for the first time and liked what she saw: Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond hair on his head, broad shoulders and muscled forearms and legs. “What’s your name?”

“Rod.”

“Hmm, Rod, huh? That’s a strong-sounding name. I’m Maud.”

“Pleased to meet you, Maud.”

“Pleased to meet you as well.” They shook hands and then she batted her eyes and said playfully, “Gee, what does a gal have to do to get a drink around here?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. What’ll you have? Your wish is my command,” he said.

Her eyes lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said, “Oh, really? Well, I think I might save my wish for later. Right now I’ll settle for a drink. Vodka rocks with lime.”

Rod felt a chill and goosebumps broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn’t notice. He was suddenly nervous because this casino siteleri hot, suave older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at least as much at ease as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to appear too nervous as he filled a glass with ice and poured it full of Stoli. He squeezed a lime wedge and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

“To a hot summer night,” she said with a snicker, raising her glass.

“To a hot summer night,” he said, and they tapped glasses.

They were silent for a few moments as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his friend and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, animated conversation with another couple a few feet away.

“Do you want to try to find someplace where we can sit down? Get away from the noise, relax a bit?” Rod said to Maud.

“You’re not going to try to undress me are you?”

“No. Not without your permission, anyway. Maybe with my eyes.”

Maud laughed. “Oh, you are too cute,” she said. “Sure, let’s go find a seat.”

Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the house. The living room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the side of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a love seat facing the books. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud’s perfume for the first time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn’t know squat about perfume but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore.

“Did you come to the party with anyone?” Maud asked.

“Yeah,” Rod said, and took a gulp of his drink. He felt a quick, burning jolt from the rum he’d poured to top off his drink.

“And she’s okay with this?”

“She’s okay. I checked her out a few minutes ago and she’d already hooked up with somebody. She’s not really my girlfriend. We just came together because I was told it was couples only. Who’d you come with?”

“I came alone. Lita doesn’t mind if some of the women come by themselves…they just don’t want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough women. So I came to check it out and see if I could find anyone interesting.”

“Do you think I’m interesting?”

Maud turned slightly toward him. “Well, let’s see. There’s a house party going on. You’re young and handsome and I’m sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you think?”

“I like. Sorry if I seem a little nervous. I’ve never been to a party like this before.”

“Don’t be nervous, relax. I know we have a big age difference but I wouldn’t be sitting here if I didn’t like what I see.” She stirred her drink with her finger and sucked the liquor off of it. “So Rod, tell me. What did you come to this party looking for?”

“I don’t think I really knew until now. But I think I found her.”

Rod’s eyes were like soft blue rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

“So young, yet so smooth,” she said with a twinkle.

In an instant her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their tongues collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod’s arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two minutes. Their tongues mashed deep into their mouths as their hands roamed over all new territory and while Maud’s vagina wetted and Rod’s cock hardened.

“Let’s get out of here,” Maud said when she got her tongue back. “I know a place we can go.”

She rose and took his hand. She led him out a side door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a blue sedan.

“Do you have a car?” she asked.

“Right there,” he said, pointing to his Toyota a short distance away.

“Okay, follow me. It’s only a ten minute drive, a private place out by the lake.” She paused for a moment and felt a shiver. “Give me your hand,” she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her skirt till it was flush against her crotch. “Feel that?”

“Hmmm, no underwear,” he said.

“Feel how wet I am?”

“Yes…”

She took his other hand and put it up under the back of her skirt. She pressed the tips of his fingers against her asshole.

“Feel that?”

He nodded.

“That’s my butt plug, holding your spot. You get to take it out.”

She kissed him and her tongue dove deeply into his mouth and then right back out.

“I’m going to put my mouth all over you and get you off,” she said hoarsely. “And then you’re going to put your mouth all over me and get me off.”

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the outline of his cock through the fabric of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to come closer. He put his forearms on the open window canlı casino and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another taste of his tongue for the road.

“You’re a good kisser,” she said, then whispered: “And I like it in the ass, so get ready. Follow me.”

The window rolled up as the engine roared to life. Rod took his keys and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic older woman. But he couldn’t imagine even for a second the education he was about to receive.

–

Rod’s boner abated as he followed closely behind Maud’s car. ‘Who the hell is this woman?’ he wondered. ‘And how in hell did I end up with her? What am I doing here?’

After several miles Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake Road was a six mile loop around the large, k**ney-shaped lake. A few minutes later she made another left and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the cars in front of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her hand and Rod followed her to the front door. He eyed the subtle sway of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his hand had just been.

“Is this your cabin?” Rod asked as Maud unlocked the deadbolt.

“No,” she said. “It belongs to friends. They don’t use it much anymore and they let me come here when it’s not rented.”

Once inside Maud flipped on a light and closed the door behind them. She tossed her keys onto a table by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure of her tits against his chest and his groin against hers. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one large room with a small kitchen on one side and the bedroom on the other. There was also a loft above the living area and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the bedroom Maud swung around to face Rod and sucked his tongue into her mouth and put her hand between his legs.

“Are you ready for a great piece of ass?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“Good,” she said, rubbing his cock. “Because I can’t wait to suck this thing. Be right back.” She went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished room: a bed, a dresser with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair. He heard the toilet flush and water running in the sink for a minute or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely naked. The only thing on her body was a five o’clock shadow of pubic hair above her damp pussy. Rod could not believe his good fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous body, its sexy length and leanness, her perked nipples, slim waist and taut stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a single tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

“Your body is beautiful,” Rod said, as she walked to him.

“Thank You. Now let’s get a look at yours.” She knelt before him and unbuttoned his shirt.

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless chest and traced her tongue over his nipples and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her fingers inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute; its pee hole was already glistening with expectation.

“Oh, wow,” Maud said. “Now I guess I know why they call you Rod!” She licked her lips and then licked the tip of his cock and ran her tongue along the eight stiff inches of it. “Come in my mouth.” He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently swung his groin into her, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. Her hands were under his butt cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loose with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to come too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to other things too.

She had his whole dick in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum sups and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulders and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for several minutes: Rod’s moans and Maud’s slurps punctuating their movements, his hands and groin in supple sync with her hands and mouth as she gave head.

When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the back of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his body shook all over as he released, sooner than he’d wanted but he could hold it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his cock in a powered stream almost too wide for its outlet, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

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Caribbean Encounters & More
I couldn’t believe my luck. I had finally convinced my wife to leave the responsibilities behind and take a well deserved vacation. Just the two of us this time. We were heading for an adults only resort in Jamaica and I was excited. The resort was noted for luxury, dining and its au natural areas. Beth was smiling as we descended into Montego Bay. She was aware of the resort , but it was not her first choice. She loves the beach and the pampering, but she is not as thrilled with the exhibition as I am.

Life has changed for us since we were married 16 years ago. Beth has chosen to stay at home and that to has become a challenge with the three c***dren and civic responsibilities in our small community. Beth loves it all and is devoted to our family. My internal medicine practice is rewarding and demanding.

As with most couples, the responsibility has made spontaneity almost nonexistent. When we were dating and first married, the sex was frequent and exciting. We used to think of ways to stimulate and surprise each other. We loved the outdoors and making love in the mountains or on the lake was common.

Beth had once taken me out of town to an open house and surprised me in the upstairs bedroom by showing me that she wasn’t wearing panties under her skirt. We had sex while the builder was greeting people downstairs. Intimacy has become much less common and almost scripted. We share time together only after all other responsibilities are satisfied.

I had encouraged her to consider a trip for the two of us. She wasn’t sure when or how we could get away. Finally I had arranged a babysitter and chosen a week without conflict. It was ready to be booked and I presented it to her for final approval. She reluctantly agreed after I reviewed all the reasons that we needed to get away.

Beth and I met while I was in residency. She worked in the laboratory and we spent many evenings and nights together examining blood, urine and sputum. Still love managed to blossom and we were soon an item. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She and I are the same height at 5’10”. She is well muscled and has a figure to die for. Her dark hair and blue eyes are mesmerizing. Her most outstanding attribute however is her mind. She is brilliant, creative and uses it to advantage. I was soon head over heals in love and lust with her. I could not believe my luck that she was interested in me.

After our arrival in Montego Bay, we made our way through the airport and survived the trip to the resort. We checked in, showered and made our way to dinner. After a sumptuous dinner and bottle of wine we walked back to the room and fell fast asleep.

I awoke the following morning and worried that our first evening at the resort might mean that we had really lost the spark. Where could we find it if we couldn’t find it here? Beth awoke in a great mood. She slept in the nude on vacation. She gave me a kiss and went to the bathroom.

I watched as she brushed her teeth and her hair. She has a small but perfectly muscled bottom. Her legs are defined and taut. Her breasts are perfectly sized…larger than most and slightly dependent. I love the way they sway when she walks or brushes her teeth. She smiled at me not knowing what I was thinking and slipped on a modest two piece suit before we left for the morning.

After a quick breakfast, I led her to the beach via the pool. Not wanting to go too fast I decided that I should start on the “prude” side of the resort. We were disappointed that the pool was small and crowded so early and that all the chairs were occupied or saved. We continued to the beach and relaxed in the sun.

After a few hours, we walked to a small hut that served light meals and drinks. As we sat down, a gentleman, who had just left the bar, said hello and asked if we were enjoying ourselves. I was certain that he was employed by the resort, but Matt was just being friendly. We told him that we had just arrived and he joined us and began explaining the resorts features and activities.

Matt was about 10 years older than me. He was fit, tan and around six feet tall. It was obvious that Matt felt at ease with strangers as we talked about the resort and the weather. He asked if we had been to the nude side yet and went on to say that the resort was fantastic, but it was the nude side that made it a fantastic resort. He said his wife was there now and invited us to stop and visit with them later. After some more small talk, he excused himself and left for the pool.

We got up to leave and Beth announced that she was ready to visit the nude side of the resort. I smiled and explained to her that when on the nude side, one had to be nude.

“Wasn’t that why you brought me here,” she asked with a big grin?”

“That was one of my reasons,” I laughed.

We strolled to the pool. Matt was certainly right about this one. The pool was an immense freeform structure with a large shaded swim up bar at one end. Several people were there but it was by no means crowded. Beth kicked off her flip flops and asked if I was ready. I nodded.

“Who’s first,” she asked?

I hesitated and looked around. It was obvious that everyone was watching the new couple.

Waiting no longer she said, “I guess it’s up to me,” and unsnapped her top.

She then turned her back to me and removed her top. She gave me an encouraging smile, slipped off her bottoms and jumped into the pool. I removed my trunks and followed.

I was enjoying my wife nude in the pool while others were watching. Beth then announced that she was thirsty and we made our way to the bar. I sipped my drink on the barstool, but Beth remained in the pool up to her shoulders. By the second drink she was next to me on her barstool. After several more, she became quite animated and was very much enjoying herself.

We spied Matt and a lady on the far side of the pool and decided to join them. We sat next to them and soon began chatting with Matt and his wife Eileen. Eileen was older in appearance but was a very lovely lady. She was slim, fit and tan. After an hour of drinks and conversation, we excused ourselves to go to the room for a nap.

We made it to the room just in time to attack each other. I was hard and she was wet. Very wet. Afterward we dosed off and awoke in time for a late dinner. We showered dressed and made our way out for the evening.

Beth looked fantastic as we enjoyed dinner and we talked of the day and our new friends. Afterward we strolled along the beach hand in hand. We finally made our way to a lush and secluded garden area that abutted a golf course. We made our way to a bench overlooking a green and watched the sunset. Beth kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for insisting on this trip. She had forgotten how nice our time together could be. She said she had a wonderful day and was looking forward to an exciting week together.

Beth then slipped out from under my arm and knelt in front of me. We both looked around and though it was not yet dark, saw that nobody was nearby. She lowered my slacks, looked into my eyes and reached for my erection. She slid it into her mouth. Beth was firm and fast. I lasted longer than I did that afternoon, but not by much. I came into her mouth as she moaned and fondled my balls.

She lingered for a long while before sitting next to me. I searched under her dress and found that she had neglected to wear her panties tonight. She was very wet and climaxed quickly as I gently massaged her clitoris. I muffled her moans and squeals with a long wet kiss. After adjusting ourselves we sat next to each other until we could no longer stay awake and then we walked to the room..

The following morning I worried that she might be embarrassed by her actions the day before and might not want to return to the same pool. She came out of the bathroom and we applied sunscreen to each other. As I donned my trunks, she slipped on her cover up and announced that she was ready.

I looked at her in shock as she frowned and said, “there is no reason to put on a suit that will come off in five minutes is there.”

My concerns were definitely unfounded.

After arriving at the pool, she was nude and in the water in seconds. I was stunned but followed. After swimming we sat in some chairs and enjoyed the sun. As we talked, Beth commented that the nude side wasn’t anything like she had thought. She expected men to stare and ogle her, but what she found were friendly and well adjusted people who just happen to be naked.

A volleyball game was forming and they were looking for players. Beth refused but encouraged me to play. What I thought would last a short while continued for over two hours. I kept watching my nude wife enjoying the sun and watching the activities.

After a while she walked to the bar for a drink. I would have never dreamed of seeing my wife walking through a crowd of people in the nude. What a difference a few days can make. Contrary to her observation however, there were many eyes following her as she made her way to and from the bar.

As she made her way back she saw Matt and sat down beside him. They talked for over an hour. She was actively participating although at times she almost seemed to blush.

As I watched them talk a pang of jealousy hit me although I noticed that I was now sporting an erection. It made it difficult to play volleyball, but the pool gave me an excellent vantage point to watch my wife. After the game broke up Beth looked at me as if I should join them. I decided to stay in the pool and after a little while she joined me and discovered my predicament. We decided to head to the room for a nap.

After my shower, we got into bed with Beth sliding next to me and placing her leg over mine. She was caressing my chest and nibbling at my ear. It was obvious that she didn’t want to sleep. She found my erection.

“So you enjoyed the game this morning did you,” she asked.

I smiled sheepishly.

“Was it the game or something else dear? You seemed to enjoy watching me more than the game. Was that what gave you the boner hun? Would you like to talk about it a little? I can’t help you with it if you don’t tell me about it.”

I couldn’t believe this was happening. My wife was never one to share fantasies or initiate experimentation, but she was taking control of this encounter. She was slowly rubbing her dangling breasts across my bare chest and asking direct and pointed questions. She was straddling my knee and rhythmically massaging herself but she showed no signs of pleasure as she looked into my eyes and into my deepest secrets.

“So are you a voyeur” she asked.

I smiled and said “it was fun to watch.”

She wrinkled her nose and very firmly said, “that isn’t what I asked. Do you get more enjoyment from watching or participating?”

“I enjoy both,” I repeated.

She nearly cut me off.

“Would you rather make love to me or watch me enjoy the company of another?”

This was my first hint that tonight was different. Suddenly my penis became engorged. I lay before her stunned and quiet.

“You want to come to a resort and enjoy the nudity. You don’t really enjoy exposing yourself, and you get most excited when I’m exposed. You swear you aren’t interested in other women. I think I know what you want but you have to admit to me. You have to admit it to yourself,” she continued.

“Remember that time that I went topless in Mexico? It was so intense that we had go back to the room to relieve you so that you didn’t embarrass yourself with an erection at the pool. I notice that you like it when other men talk to me when I’m naked. You loved it when I went for the drinks today didn’t you?” Beth was in my face and pressing against me as she spoke.

She then slowly ran her body up mine, got right in my face and asked, “If you get off watching me exposed in front of others maybe you want to watch me with others. Are you a voyeur?”

I was getting very excited. She was rubbing her bare body against mine, taking care not to stimulate my genitals. She was taking control and she was asking me to answer questions to which I knew the answers but was afraid to answer. I looked into her eyes and felt her breast and the warmth of her crotch on my knee.

“Yes,” I replied

“Yes what,” she asked?

“Yes, it would excite me,” I said.

She rose and placed her breasts in front of me and placed my hands over her chest.

“Would you like to see another man do this to me?”

I hesitated and she brought a breast to my mouth and I gently sucked in a nipple. It became hard instantly. She moaned and pulled my head tightly to her chest.

“Would it give you pleasure to watch another man do this to me,” she continued?

“Very much so,” I replied.

“Would you really enjoy watching another man caress and fondle me? Could you really enjoy that,” she asked?

“I would love to try,” I said.

“How far would you want this to go,” she asked?

“I’m not sure. It would depend on the circumstances,” I nervously answered

“What circumstances,” she asked?

She was now rubbing her chest and groin more firmly into me and I could sense that she was concentrating on her clitoris. She wasn’t groaning but she was ending her questions with audible sighs.

“Who and where? It would also depend on you and how far you want to go with this,” I answered somewhat distracted by her movement.

“My dear husband! We are here because you want to be here. I am perfectly happy being your wife and never having another partner for the rest of my life. Remember our vows? However, if you would get pleasure from watching me with another, I will try to understand. This is something that you want to do and that is why we are here and that is why I have been lounging in the nude at the pool while others stare at me. I need to know what you want to do how far you want to take this.”

I sensed that our conversation was about over and I wanted desperately for it to continue. It was like an erotic confession.

“I’m not sure how to answer so that I don’t offend you. I don’t want to suggest something that would upset you,” I answered.

“I appreciate an honest answer,” she said smiling down at me.

She gave a pensive look and paused.

“Would you like me to do this to another,” she asked as she leaned forward and gave me a sultry, wet kiss that lingered.

She was pressing her chest into mine and rubbing the back of my head with her hand and my leg with her vulva.

When she stopped and looked at me with a questioning smile, I said, “yes, that would make me very excited.”

“Are you finding this exciting too,” I asked

She looked at my shoulder, still smiling and I could feel her heat added to mine. She grabbed my very erect penis and firmly but slowly began stroking.

She looked into my eyes and said, “yes.”

I kissed her again. When she broke it off she was pulling my penis upward firmly before slowly releasing.

She looked at my penis and then looked back into my eyes and asked, “would you want to watch me do this to another man?”

“Oh God Yes,” I blurted!

She continued to stroke me.

“What if he wanted to cum in my hand,” she cooed?

“That would be very exciting,” I moaned.

“Would you really do that for me,” I asked pleadingly?

She smiled and kept stroking ever so slowly and firmly. I felt myself getting close to cumming in her hand. She sensed this and released her grip slightly.

“What if another man wanted more than my hand? What if he wanted something like this?”

She bent down and engulfed my cock with her mouth in a single motion. She moved up and down a few times before returning to meet my eyes and slowly stroke me.

“Would that be OK,” she asked in a sultry voice while staring into my eyes?

“Oh God yes,” I said feeling a rush of excitement.

How could she know that I had thought about this image many times while we had sex? I was breathing much faster and harder now.

“Calm down sweetheart,” she whispered.

“You need to slow down so that you can finish this conversation with a clear head.” She was almost laughing as she finished the statement all the while looking into my eyes and stroking me.

“What if he wanted to finish in my mouth? Would you want him to cum in my mouth honey?” She squeezed my cock a little more firmly for emphasis.

“I would love to see and hear that,” I said. “Oh God, I am so close!” .

She kept smiling and controlling the pace. She was nodding her head with each stroke and watching my expression very closely.

“What if I get so excited that I want more? What if I want him inside of me? What if I am so wet that I can’t stand it anymore and I do this?”

She raised her hips and straddled me. She rose up just enough to switch hands and slowly guide my cock into her and lower herself until I felt the heat of her labia at the base of my cock. She was as wet as I have ever felt. She slowly glided up and down my engorged penis. Her breasts were swaying and she gave me a wet kiss. I was barely able to keep from exploding.

She asked again, “what if I want to do this? Could you enjoy this? Could you really enjoy me giving myself to another man like this?”

She was in another place now. She held her head down as she methodically ground her hips and pubis into me. I felt the swell rising and I knew I was no longer in control. With the thought of my wife pleasuring herself on another man and the thought of my wife enjoying the same fantasy while she continued to mount me, I began to orgasm. I couldn’t stop it. I began fucking her and as I grabbed her ass and added my own efforts, I heard her breathing change to an intense staccato pant. She was beginning to climax.

“Oh my God,” I mumbled! I came so hard I thought I would pass out. She was right with me and became almost possessed. She began moaning and almost crying.

Afterward we lay there quietly her head buried in my chest. I was still erect and she was moving ever so slightly. We were both thinking and wondering what the other thought.

“Well, could you,” she asked without looking up, but giving me a little more intense rock with her pelvis. I pushed back and together we restarted the act.

I held her tightly and closed my eyes and said, “Yes!” She groaned and we both climaxed again thinking about the same thing.

We awoke early in the evening. Hazy from our nap, we smiled and kissed. In the shower we washed each other and readied for dinner and an evening in the Caribbean. I kissed her deeply and looked into eyes.

“I enjoyed this afternoon. Thank you for that,” I said.

She smiled and hugged me back. “I think I should be thanking you Mister,” she said.

I confessed that I have had this fantasy for as long as I could remember. She smiled and shook her head. “You used to be so protective and sometimes you were even jealous. How can that be?”

“I’m not sure Beth, but it’s all I can think about sometimes. It always involves you. I’m always involved and seem to have some measure of control. It would break my heart if you were unfaithful. Do you have any fantasies that you want to share?”

She wrinkled her nose and said, “let’s save that for another vacation dear. I am having enough trouble prying yours out, but I think I am enjoying it as much as I enjoy my own.”

“What brought this lovable new b**st out of you today,” I asked?

“Well I have been trying to understand your excitement at watching others see me in the nude. I took a stab at the root cause dear. Did I get close,” she asked

“Bulls eye,” I said!

“I thought so. I could feel you respond when I kept upping the ante,” she beamed

“Why did you pick today to test your theory,” I asked?

“Well we are well away from home, friends and family. We are at a beautiful resort in the Caribbean and there are a couple hundred naked people running around. I thought it time to get a little naughty,” she said with a wicked smile.

“Sounds nice,” I said. “How naughty have you gotten,” I asked cocking my head to the side?

She blushed and looked away.

“Look how much fun we had when I became honest,” I said reassuringly.

We both smiled.

“Not very.” It’s hard for a girl not to notice so many naked people and penises. How could I not get excited when we are lying around nude and everybody is looking and grinning? The sex is great too Hun,” she added.

“Anybody in particular catch your interest dear,” I asked?

She smiled and looked away.

“I talked to Matt while I was getting some drinks earlier,” she admitted.

“I wondered what took you so long,” I said with a smile.

“He is really nice and wanted to make sure we were comfortable at the resort. He and his wife come here every year. They love it. He asked why we chose to come here since it was the first time for us and I told him that it was your idea. I was a little uncomfortable about it but it seemed fine to get so personal since we were both sitting there absolutely naked. I went for more drinks and stayed to talk for awhile while you were playing volleyball.” Beth became more relaxed as she talked of their conversation.

“I remember,” I grinned.

“He and his wife have an open marriage and we talked about that for awhile. He asked a lot more about us. He and his wife are counselors. To be honest, he is the one that suggested to me what your fantasy might be,” she said becoming more confident.

“The more I thought about it the more excited I became. That’s when I came a got you and “pulled” the truth out of you.” She made eyes at me and gave me a quick kiss.

“Wow! You covered a lot in such a short period of time. I was watching you and I could tell that he was taken with you. Did Matt express an interest in you?” I felt a little jealous twinge as I asked this.

Beth smiled and said, “he made a proposal.”

“Go on,” I said.

“He told me to find out what your darkest fantasy was about and to let him know if he could help,” she said with a sly grin.

“What did you say to that Beth,” I asked?

“I smiled and thanked him, but I didn’t think we would get as far as we did as fast as we did,” she confessed.

“What do you think now,” I asked?

She said, “I think we should go to dinner and enjoy the evening dear. Let’s see what happens. We have a few more days left in our week you know.”

With that she gave me a wicked little smile and a big wet kiss. We left for dinner walking closer than we had in years.

For dinner we chose a French restaurant in the resort. As we made our way to the restaurant, I couldn’t help but notice that Beth wasn’t wearing her bra. A gentle pat on her rear seemed to confirm that she had forgone the panties as well. I was exhilarated. How could her lack of underwear excite me when a few hours ago she was nude at the pool for anyone who cared to look? It was the thought that counts and she was letting me know that she was still in the game.

Who was this new woman that came along with me. I had always feared the outcome if she ever discovered my fantasy. It wouldn’t take much of an expert to find the evidence on the hard drive. Instead she had pried the fantasy out of me and was enjoying it with me.

The meal was excellent as was the wine. We somehow managed not to stuff ourselves although we finished the wine, a lot for two lightweights like us. We stopped in the piano bar and ordered drinks.

Matt and Eileen followed us into the bar and asked if they could join us. They too had dined at the French restaurant and watched us leave. After some small talk, Matt asked Beth how her afternoon went. We both blushed at his question and knowing grin. Beth admitted to him that he was right on target with his prediction.

He and Eileen have worked as ther****ts and marriage counselors for 15 years. Matt said that he had heard it all. He said that the majority of what he sees are depressed women and angry men. The majority of patients with sexual dysfunction have a very simple root cause. They dislike their spouses.

Matt assured us that we were normal and indeed a refreshing example of what honest and open minds can bring to a relationship. We talked for two more hours and finished several drinks.

Our conversation became much more personal. Eileen explained that Matt was the first to suggest sex outside their marriage. They had both had numerous encounters prior to their marriage. She was bisexual whereas Matt was strictly heterosexual. She also implied an interest in other activities that were outside the norm.

Beth was just tipsy enough to take it all in with a big grin. She asked so many questions of a personal nature that I was embarrassed for our guests at times. Matt and Eileen answered each one, although Eileen was more reserved and became evasive when Beth asked her exactly what her other interests were.

Around 11:00pm, Eileen got up said it was time for her to go. We assumed that was the end of the evening, but Matt sat back down and said she had an engagement and that he was wanted to continue our conversation.

Matt was a pleasure to be around. He had a very pleasant manner and wasn’t the least bit threatening. He said that he found our experience to be invigorating and he would like to delve deeper if we didn’t mind. Beth enjoyed talking with him and I certainly enjoyed the effects of his therapy thus far.

We talked about our relationship. How we met, how long we dated, our experience before marriage. He asked about our afternoon and agreed that it was better than he had anticipated. He later confided in us that he found Beth extremely attractive. Beth beamed at the compliment.

He then asked if we both enjoyed the day and the new revelations that it uncovered. I certainly had and Beth replied that she had enjoyed the day tremendously and felt closer to me than she had in years. He then made an offer to help us take our new relationship as far as we wanted. We sat arm in arm listening and answering his questions. We agreed to discuss it further the next time we were together.

Beth and I strolled around the village and then to türkçe bahis the beach. A thin crescent of moon was just rising from the ocean. We kissed and she sat on my lap. I gently lifted her skirt and felt for her clitoris. I was amazed by what I felt. She wasn’t just wet. The viscous fluid coated her upper thighs and extended to her right knee.

She was embarrassed by my discovery and said, “I hope you aren’t upset that our conversation with Matt had this effect on me.”

I held her tightly and kissed her. I assured her that I was so very happy that she knew about and shared in my fantasy. I gently brought her to another orgasm while we sat watching the waves and the moon.

The next morning we awoke early and walked before breakfast. We were getting ready to go to the beach. Beth wore a two piece suit that wasn’t the least bit revealing. I was concerned that wild wife of yesterday had vanished in the night.

Beth smiled and hugged me. After a kiss she told me that she enjoyed yesterday very much. She also said that she was worried about the effect that this would have on our marriage. She could not stand the thought of that. She said that she enjoyed the fantasy and our frank discussion with Matt and Eileen, but that she wasn’t sure we should take it further.

“Last night I was even thinking of Matt as a sexual partner. That scares me Steve,” she admitted. “I was even intrigued as to Eileen’s interests,” she added. “That’s simply not like us.”

I listened carefully and then I agreed, “nothing should ever become so powerful that it threatens our relationship.”

She held me and said, “if we were to bring someone else into our bed, it could never be undone. We would have to live with the consequences.” “Last night I felt the desire to do things I swore I would never do,” she confessed.

“To be honest I was surprised when Matt’s predictions were so accurate. I enjoyed what it did for us yesterday and I want that to continue, but I just can’t see us taking it from fantasy to reality.” She was nearly in tears as she spoke.

I held her and said, “first and foremost I love you. No fantasy will ever change that. I apologize that my fantasy has caused your concern. We can forget it ever happened or keep it as our fantasy. I will be happy as long as you are my wife and lover.”

“How could you ever accept me having sex with another man,” she asked?

“I feel like sex with another man would be much like us using a vibrator during sex. If treated like an inanimate object, it could be fun and enhance our sex life. The only concern would be if you developed feelings for the object,” I explained.

She had never thought about it that way. She had never thought about using someone for sexual gratification. She smiled as she thought.

“Could you really watch me do the things we do together with another man,” she asked.

The bulge in my suit answered for me.

Beth reconsidered and donned a bikini. We strolled hand and hand to the beach and found the beach not yet busy. She set down her bag and book, looked at me, smiled and took off her top. I again felt a stirring and watched as she slipped off the panties and sat in the lounger. I followed suit and sat next to her before my erection became too obvious.

We enjoyed the sun and breeze while we talked. The other guests began arriving and making small talk as they passed by. After a few hours and a few umbrella drinks we went for a swim and then decided to visit the pool to rinse off the saltwater and have some lunch.

Matt and Eileen were at a table and asked that we join them. Matt and I were enjoying Beth’s assets and she was obviously aware of our attention. She wasn’t quite comfortable, but she didn’t protest. After lunch Eileen went to their room for a nap. We went to the pool with Matt and soon began another in depth conversation.

Matt began by asking about our fantasies. He asked Beth what she thought about during sex and when she climaxed. She was embarrassed but happy to participate. She said that nothing she thought about ever approached her husbands fantasies. Matt persisted and suggested several possible scenarios.

She had often thought about being induced to masturbate or have sex in front of a group of people. The thought of **** disgusted her, but if she were coerced in some way she could get very excited. She said that she didn’t ever want a huge penis. A boyfriend in college was very large and she had several painful encounters with him. She did admit that he was very long. She thought that sex with someone with a penis of large girth would be exciting and something she would consider.

Matt then began questioning me about my fantasies. I had always found the thought of a well endowed man having sex with Beth to be exciting. I had often fantasized about interracial sex for Beth, sometimes with more than one partner. I also had thought about her being the reluctant participant and agreed that coercing her into sex would be very exciting. We both agreed that homosexual and bisexual encounters held no appeal for us. I always was present for her flings and in some way held a measure of control.

Matt was smiling broadly as we finished our conversation. I felt certain that he would try and present himself to be the first for Beth. To be truthful I would have been fine with that and I think Beth would have made him a very happy man.

He asked us if we had talked about taking the fantasies to the next level or were we happy to enjoy them as mere fantasies. We remarked how we were talking of that very subject this morning. Beth was the first to speak and say that we thought we were ready to at least try to act on one of these thoughts. She admitted that we really didn’t know how to proceed. Matt smiled and said he thought he could help.

He told us that he and Eileen had followed a similar path several years ago and both were very happy that they had taken the next step. He said that finding the right partner and safe situation was very important because we would find ourselves in vulnerable circumstances and that many could try and take advantage of that. He implied that he and Eileen had suffered a few such experiences.

Matt then surprised us. He stated that he found Beth to be very sensual and that he had trouble controlling his own arousal. He said he felt drawn to Beth and to us as a couple and wanted to watch our relationship evolve. He felt that if he were to help us that we must develope a trust of each other. He said he felt that it would be in everyone’s best interest if he were not involved with us sexually, at least at first.

I was surprised at that. I was certain that what he wanted most was to bed my wife. He actually wanted to help steer us through the evolution of wife sharing. He left to join Eileen and we agreed to meet for dinner that evening.

Beth and I were so excited we decided to leave the pool and take a nap ourselves. As she slipped her panties back on I glimpsed the glistening evidence of her excitement. As we talked about the conversation and our admission to Matt that we were ready to have sex with someone outside our marriage, we barely made it to the room. We made love that was more intense than our first time. She came twice before we turned on the vibrator.

I watched as Beth dressed for dinner. She wore a sundress that reached her mid thigh and sandals. Nothing else. The sundress would have been risqué for her prior to our trip, but now she was wearing it with no bra or panties. She looked beautiful. I had been attracted to Beth because she was beautiful without trying. Little makeup and basic fabrics and she was hot. She added a gold necklace, bracelet and her wedding bands.

We strolled to dinner and found Matt and Eileen. We enjoyed a dinner of pasta and wine. Then to the lounge for more drinks and the conversation flowed from pleasantries to the more suggestive.

Finally Matt got to the point. He said that he had initially thought that a trip off the premises would be the best for our first time. He said that it was early in the week and people might notice strange behavior and began talking if we attempted to find a friend at the resort.

He and Eileen were discussing which of several nightspots would work the best when an old friend recognized Matt. Matt realized that he would be the perfect choice for our initial experience. He was a little older and actually had experience in similar relationships. Matt explained that he had befriended a couple he knew at another resort and all of them still kept in touch.

Alan he said was friendly, warm and discreet. He smiled and added that the word was that he was well hung…especially in girth. Beth wiggled in her seat.

“You mean he is at the resort,” I asked?

“Yes,” answered Matt. “We are due to join him at the piano bar in 15 minutes.”

“Tonight,” stammered Beth!

“Don’t feel rushed Beth,” Matt assured. “Eileen and I will be joining him for drinks and to catch up on old times. You can choose to go or not. If you choose to go, it would be like friends introducing a friend. After a nonthreatening evening you can decide whether you would like to proceed or not. The choice is yours.”

We looked at each other and then at Matt. He sensed our hesitation.

“Why don’t you spend some time here alone before you make your decision? If you decide to join us, make your way to the bar. If not we will see you at the pool tomorrow,” he stated with ease.

We smiled as they left. We then held hands and looked into each other’s eyes.

Beth spoke first. “I think this is happening too fast. We haven’t met this man and we are discussing his penis and me having sex with him.”

“That’s fine Beth,” I assured. “This did come up quickly and I was taken back too. However it would be a meeting without expectations.”

After a while I asked, “were you ready to have sex with Matt”?

Beth looked up and nodded.

“Do you think it is because you know Matt and enjoy his company,” I asked?

Beth just stared at me almost in disbelief that we were having this conversation.

“We were concerned that sharing you would endanger our relationship. Perhaps someone we don’t know would be better than someone we know and like. Remember, it’s only for our gratification,” I said as Beth nodded in agreement.

“Another thing Beth, Matt seems like he has our interest at heart. I expected him to try and take you first. I think we would have let him. He feels this is the better way. Maybe we should trust that feeling.”

We left the lounge and walked slowly to the piano bar. I held Beth’s hand and noted it was clammy. As we entered I reminded her that we could leave at anytime. We walked up to Matt, Eileen and Alan and were greeted warmly.

“Please join us,” Matt offered and introduced us to his friend Alan.

Alan was shorter and a little older than Matt. He had a welcoming smile and warm features. He shook Beth’s hand and we joined them for drinks. The conversation went haphazardly but did not include anything sexual. After a nice evening we parted and agreed to meet the next day. It all seemed so normal except that we were thinking of asking him to fuck my wife.

After leaving Beth remarked that he was as nice as Matt and that she had enjoyed the evening. We went to bed and cuddled.

I thought Beth was asleep, but then she asked, “are you really sure that you want to do this? Do you really want to watch me have sex with Alan or someone else?”

I thought for a long time before responding, “it excites me more than sex itself.”

We met up with Matt the next morning at the pool. He asked if we enjoyed our evening. After a few Bloody Mary’s we asked what we should do next.

Matt smiled and asked, “did you find Alan an acceptable partner?”

We didn’t know how to respond to such a strange question.

He looked at us and said, “the first time is very important. A misstep could ruin the encounter and ultimately the fantasy.”

“Have you decided to share Beth with another man,” he asked with a serious expression?

“We are certain that we are going to try,” I hedged. Beth nodded slowly.

“If you are certain that you want to proceed, I can help you with the encounter,” he said.

“How will we proceed,” I asked?

He raised his hand and said, “you must trust me with this.” “Remember, you can stop anytime you wish.”

We agreed to proceed under his tutelage. We were to meet for dinner at 8pm. We left the pool and returned to the room. We did not have sex and we were afraid to say much else.

Beth showered and dressed. She wore a summer dress that was anything but revealing. I noticed that she had a bra and panties on as well. As she was almost ready, she put on her necklace.

She then took off her wedding rings and started to place them in the safe. I stopped her and asked her to put them back on. She looked confused as I told her how very much I loved her and how I appreciated my wife doing this for me. She smiled, replaced the rings and gave me a hug and a kiss.

We met Matt for dinner. We were surprised that he was alone. As we ate, he explained that we were to return to his suite and Alan would meet us there.

He looked at Beth and said, “this is very important to your husband. You must do as he asks. He will ask you to do sexual things with another man. You are free to refuse but that will be the end of the encounter. Your husband will be very disappointed and I would no longer help you with your sexual adventures. “If you do as you are told, you will know passion and pleasure like you have never known before, and a powerful fantasy of your husbands will be fulfilled.”

As she was nodding her understanding he turned to me.

“This is something that you want your wife to do. It is for your pleasure that you are asking her to use another man for sex. You must tell her exactly what you want her to do. You may find that as she becomes aroused that she stops listening to your desires and becomes concerned only with satisfying herself.”

“This is the optimal result although it may be painful for you to watch. She may do things to him that you are not allowed to do. She may respond more explosively to him than she ever has to you. Trust me, you will attempt to reach this point the rest of your life. You must not stop her if she reaches this point. If you do she will never trust you again and I will not be able to help you any further.”

“Are you ready to proceed with the evening,” Matt asked?

I looked at Beth and she was nodding her willingness to proceed. Matt looked at me and said, “you are about to ask your wife to satisfy herself with another man. Are you willing to proceed?”

“Yes.” I replied.

He looked back to Beth. “Do you understand what is about to happen?”

“Yes I do,” she responded.

“I will meet you at my suite in 10 minutes. Please come to 1820 and wait by the door,” he instructed.

He left us alone and quiet. Time seemed to stop, but then it was time to find his suite. We walked slowly to the building and found the door. We waited by the door as instructed. We heard no sound from within.

Several minutes passed and nothing happened. We thought we had made a mistake. Suddenly the door opened and Matt instructed us to enter. Matt’s disposition had changed since we agreed to proceed.

Upon entering we found a large living area with a comfortable sofa. A dining area adjoined the room and beyond that was the bedroom. He did not offer to show us around, but asked us to have a seat. He went out on the patio and came back in with Alan and Eileen. Eileen sat on the arm of the sofa and Alan leaned against the bar.

“Is everything as we discussed,” Matt asked?

“Yes,” I replied

“Excellent! I have discussed your intentions with Alan and he is willing to proceed,” he continued.

“How would you like to start,” he asked as he joined Eileen on the couch?

“Do you have any music,” I asked?

He turned on the audio system and returned to his seat. A slow song played and I took Beth by the arm and began to dance with her in the center of the room. Halfway through the song I asked her to dance with Alan. She looked at me nervously and then turned to look at Alan standing at the bar. She let go of me as she turned back to look into my eyes. She turned and walked slowly to Alan.

They began to dance. Beth appeared awkward at first, but then began to dance closer and placed her arms around Alan’s neck. Alan was the perfect gentleman and danced closely, but made no inappropriate motions.

After the song ended they both looked back at me. I now felt nervous and awkward.

“Please continue to dance,” I pleaded. I noticed my voice crackling.

They began dancing again and I noticed Beth grin a little as she realized that I was nervous as well.

“I would like for you to kiss Alan too Beth.”

Beth looked at me in disbelief. I nodded slightly and she turned back to Alan. She looked down and then she looked into his eyes and kissed him. She continued dancing although I was certain that she was trembling too. She continued to kiss him as they danced another song. The kisses and became more open and passionate. They embraced each other tightly.

When the song ended, Beth looked back to me. She had an uncertain expression. I walked to her and held her close. The music continued, but we didn’t dance.

“Are you OK,” I asked?

“I think so,” she replied sheepishly.

I knew that we were in foreign territory. I was trembling and finding it difficult to talk. My wife was staring into my eyes. I could tell that she was trying to comprehend my emotions. Whether she should continue or stop. I was very excited and wanted to continue. I wasn’t certain how Beth felt or if she would take this much further.

“I am scared Steve,” she admitted.

“So am I Beth. I am also excited. I can’t believe this is happening. I really want watch you do more. Are you OK with that?”

Beth swallowed very hard. She looked at Alan and shook her head a little.

“I just don’t know what you want me to do Steve. I want to make you happy. I want to make your fantasy come true. I just don’t know what you want me to do.”

I smiled at Beth and gave her a deep kiss. We hugged for a long time. She leaned back a little and looked at me again. I reached around and found the zipper of her dress. She shook her head as she stared at me in disbelief.

“You are really going through with this aren’t you,” she said.

“I really want this to happen Beth,” I sighed.

I continued to lower her zipper. The dress followed and soon it was in a heap at her feet. My wife didn’t move for a while. She kept staring at me and I could tell she was trying to decide if she would continue.

I reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. I released it from her shoulders and pulled it over her arms. I tossed it over the barstool. Beth made no effort to cover herself or to hide her breasts by pressing closer to me. I was surprised that she didn’t. I started to slip my hands down to her panties. She met my hands and stopped me.

“Not just yet Steve,” she said pleadingly. “Give me a little time.”

I looked at Alan and he was intently watching our interaction. I kissed Beth again and slowly turned her around until she was facing Alan. I gently nudged her forward two steps until she was face to face with Alan. I leaned forward and kissed her ear,

“I would like for you to give yourself to Alan,” I whispered.

I felt her take a deep breath. Beth reached around Alan’s neck and pressed her breasts into his chest. She kissed him deeply. Alan became more at ease and began to become more involved. He began to fondle her breasts and caress her nipples as they kissed. Beth broke off the kiss and Alan lowered his head to her chest. He kissed her areola and sucked in her nipple. As he came off I could see that it was glistening and rock hard.

Beth began to lose her rigidity and allow easier access to Alan. She glanced at me to as if to ask for direction. I smiled a nervous smile. I was aware of my erection and it was becoming uncomfortable.

“I would like to watch you undress Alan,” I said quivering.

She looked at Alan and pulled his Polo shirt out of his slacks. He helped her as she guided it over his head. She began to fumble with his belt and he assisted her again. Once his belt was undone and his slacks unzipped she hesitated. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed their bare chests together. I knew that this excited her and I heard a little moan escape from her lips.

Alan was well muscled and had a rather hairy chest. He was rubbing her back and it was easy to see that he was enjoying this and becoming excited.

Beth released him and resumed the task of undressing Alan. She lowered his slacks. He kicked off his loafers as he stepped out of the slacks. He stood before her in his briefs. He reached for her panties, but she pulled away shaking her head.

“Not yet,” she breathed with a smile.

Beth looked back at me again and smiled.

“Please keep going,” I moaned

Beth reached for the waistband and pulled it lower in front. As she did this, she reached inside and felt for his penis.

“Oh My,” she purred

She lowered his briefs and he stepped out of them. He now stood nude before her. Beth released his penis and looked at it carefully. She encircled it at the base and slowly stroked it toward the head. Alan rose to his toes and moaned as she did this.

“Did I hurt you,” she asked with a knowing look in her eyes?

“Oh No,” Alan blurted.

Beth continued to slowly stroke his cock. She began to fondle his balls with the other hand and Alan began to look uncomfortable. Occasionally she would press against his perineum. Alan rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling. I knew exactly how he felt as I had experienced her experienced hands many times before.

Beth looked over to me. She was smiling this time.

“I don’t think our friend can take this much longer honey. I need to know what you want me to do.” Beth was becoming more at ease now.

“I always love it when you go down on me Beth.” I felt a lump in my throat as I spoke the words.

“Are you sure about this hun? I don’t think he will last very long,” she cooed as she continued to stroke him.

“Oh Please,” I nodded.

Beth turned back to Alan and led him to a barstool. She lifted him by his penis and guided him onto the seat. He sat on the stool and scooted forward. She spread his legs at the knees and lowered herself before him. She looked back at me standing behind her now.

“You better come here or you might miss this part,” she directed.

My wife turned her full attention to Alan’s cock and balls. She stroked him slowly toward the head and then she reversed direction and lowered her mouth to the head. As her hand pushed forward, her mouth engulfed the head. She released him with her mouth and pulled back exposing saliva and his precum.

“MMMM,” she moaned.

“Oh My God,” he returned.

She began to suck him in earnest. She started slowly and gradually picked up the pace. Beth’s mouth is amazing, but her hands are equally talented. She began to jack him off and bob up and down simultaneously on his cock. Her other hand was massaging his scrotum and perineum.

Alan’s cock was glistening. He was certainly thicker than me, but just as long. Beth’s lips were stretched around his cock tightly.

Alan began to buck against her. He placed his feet on the ring at the base of the stool and one hand on the bar for support. He grabbed the back of her head with the other. My wife was treating his cock like a piston now. Her hand was a blur and her mouth wasn’t far behind.

Alan began to moan loudly. He announced he was about to cum. I wanted to see more. I didn’t want this to end yet. Beth obviously had others ideas as she continued to pick up the pace.

Alan began to climax into Beth’s mouth. She held on as he bucked wildly. He was moaning and mumbling. As he came, Beth moaned and screamed around his cock. She tried to take it all, but she gagged slightly and a glob of his semen flooded out and dripped onto her right nipple and then to her knee.

Matt finally calmed down. Beth slowed, but didn’t stop nursing his penis.

“Oh My Gawd that was great!” Alan tried to sit up but Beth continued to suck his cock slowly and deeply into her mouth. She moaned as he pulled away.

Beth finally released his penis, and sat on her heels. She looked down at the floor. I moved to her side and held her by the shoulders.

“Thank you Beth. I love you,” I whispered.

She glanced at me and I saw the remains of Alan’s climax all over her face. Beth looked so sexy. She rose and went to the toilet. There was an uneasy silence. What do you say to the guy that just received a blowjob from your wife or the couple that witnessed it?

Eileen fixed some drinks. As Beth emerged she looked a little shaken.

“Are you OK Steve? Are you happy,” she asked?

“Oh Yes Beth. That was so erotic.”

“What do we do now? Are you ready to leave,” she asked.

“That’s up to you Beth. I don’t think we are quite done yet,” I said.

She took a big gulp of her drink and we sat on the couch together.

Alan left for the toilet. Amazingly he was still sporting an erection. Beth and I looked at each other and grinned.

“I don’t think he’s done yet. That’s for sure,” she said with a chuckle.

After we had finished our drinks, I asked Matt and Eileen if we could use the guest bedroom. They smiled and led the way. Beth and I entered behind them. I pulled down the bed and Beth laid on the bed.

“I want to go down on you Beth,” I said as I hovered over her.

I reached for her panties and this time she let me remove them. As I pulled them away from her a thick string of crystal clear mucous stretched from the panties and fell to her leg. I opened her legs and looked at her vulva. My wife was so wet and lubricated, it took all the restraint I could muster not to have sex with her.

I leaned over and began to lick and suck at her labia. She began to moan and rock her hips. I probed her with my tongue and güvenilir bahis siteleri entered her for the first time. She was so wet and excited I could tell it would not take her long. I found her clitoris and began to lick and suck it. Beth climaxed almost immediately. She had never came that fast as long as I had known her. I struggled to stay with her as she rocked her pelvis with the orgasm. I continued to gently caress her clitoris with my tongue as she came down from her climax.

I glanced around the room and noticed Matt, Eileen and Alan at the head of the bed, just beyond Beth’s field of vision. Alan was still nude and Eileen was stroking his erect penis. She was dividing her attention between Alan and us. As I continued to stimulate Beth’s clitoris, I noticed Matt bend over and recover Beth’s panties. He examined them carefully before putting them into his pocket.

Alan moved next to Beth at the side of the bed. Eileen released his penis and touched Beth on the shoulder. Beth was startled from her post orgasmic haze. She smiled when she saw Eileen and then realized Alan was next to her. She moaned and reached for his erect cock as I continued to go down on her.

I watched my wife fondle and stroke Alan as I stimulated her orally. I felt like I could almost climax with just the stimulation from the sheets beneath me. Beth became aroused again and she was soon guiding my efforts with a hand behind my head. She never released Alan’s penis, but she would stop stroking him at times. Then she would realize what was happening and firmly pull his penis or massage his scrotum.

Alan was fully erect again. I was amazed at the size of his penis. He appeared as thick as a beer bottle. Beth could not close her hand around it. She began to respond to me by grinding her pubis into me. She was writhing in bed and moaning. Alan was getting excited and edged closer to the side of the bed. Eileen gently raised Beth’s head and guided her toward Alan. Alan smiled and placed his upper knee on the bed next to my wife’s head.

Beth opened her eyes and realized what they had in mind. She moved her torso toward Alan and guided the head of his cock into her mouth. She stroked him slowly and sucked the end of his penis. Eileen was gently rubbing the back of Beth’s head and watching us intently. Alan began to moan loudly and Beth reacted predictably. Beth often goes over the top when I climax. She will begin to climax almost immediately.

As Alan continued to moan loudly and guide her head with his hand, Beth began a massive orgasm. She pulled my face into her tightly and rocked her pelvis so that her clitoris was at the center of my attention. She was screaming and moaning around the end of Alan’s cock. She started to suck and pull his dick with abandon as she climaxed. The orgasm lasted longer than I had ever witnessed. It didn’t end quickly like usual, but lingered and slowly dissipated.

I continued to gently suckle her labia and clitoris until she begged me to quick.

“Oh My! Stop, Stop! It’s too sensitive,” she begged.

I stopped and watched as she came down from her peak. She was still fondling Alan.

“That was so intense,” she squealed as she rolled to her side and brought her knees up and together. “I can’t take it anymore.”

She scanned the room and realized that Matt and Eileen were still present. She looked at me, now kneeling at her feet, and at Alan to her right. Alan and I had very erect penises. I was about to burst I was so excited. I lay beside her and held her. She turned to me and smiled. We kissed.

“Are you happy that your little fantasy is coming true dear,” she asked with a wide eyed grin?

“It’s incredible Beth,” I answered.

She looked over to Alan who had joined Matt and Eileen. She returned her gaze to me and widened her eyes.

“Do you want to stop here or do you want me to screw him,” she asked bluntly?

I was taken back. I had never heard my wife use the phrase before. Then again it should not have surprised me in light of the changes that had taken place that night.

“Well,” she continued.

“I would like to see you take him inside of you Beth. I love you and I love what you have done for me tonight, but I want to see you climax with him inside of you.” I was almost shaking as I spoke.

She smiled thoughtfully. She reached for me and held my penis.

“You really like this don’t you Steve,” she asked as she began to stroke me?

“Oh please be careful,” I begged. “I’ll come too quickly if you don’t stop.”

“Don’t you want to cum honey,” she giggled?

“No, not yet,” I said with urgency. “I want to wait until later”

“How much later sweety,” she continued?

“Later,” I said.

“You want to watch some more don’t you,” she cooed as she brought me to the edge?

“Yes, Yes I do!” I was squirming as I answered.

“What do you want me to do hubby,” she asked as she pulled me firmly and almost took me past the point of no return?

I moaned. I was fixated on my impending orgasm. I didn’t know if I could hold out any longer.

“You got to tell me what you want, or I might do the wrong thing,” she squeezed me for emphasis.

I couldn’t speak. My head was throbbing…both of them.

“Do you want me to fuck Alan,” she demanded?

“Steve, you’ve got to talk to me babe. What do you want me to do for you,” she repeated as she became more forceful. She placed her other hand behind my head and looked into my eyes as she continued.

She again brought me to the edge and let me slide back.

“I want to watch you and Alan have sex Beth. I want to watch you fuck. I want to watch you lose control and cum on his penis.” I was almost incoherent with lust.

“OK Steve,” she said as she released my penis and gave my scrotum a little pat. “That’s what we’ll do then.”

She was grinning broadly as she rolled over and held her hand out to Alan. Alan approached her on the bed and tried to roll her onto her back. Beth resisted.

“Hold on tiger,” she said still grinning. “I’m going to take that big boy my way, OK.”

Alan nodded. Beth got up and patted his ass. She motioned toward the bed and he complied. He laid down on his back next to me where Beth had just been. I immediately felt awkward and started to get out of the bed.

“Hold on dear,” Beth said as she stopped me. “I want you to enjoy this.”

I kneeled on the opposite side of Alan as Beth climbed onto the bed, kneeling on the other side. She placed her hand around his thick penis and stroked him a few times before looking at me and winking with a sly smile.

“Just lay back and relax while I use this thing,” she was beaming.

She then lifted her right leg and placed it over his hips. She was straddling him now. She never released his penis and it almost appeared as if she were using a pommel to mount a horse. She held his penis against her vulva as she rocked back and forth. She rolled her eyes and sighed.

“I hope you enjoy this as much as I will darling,” she said looking at me.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My wife was going to do it. She was rubbing herself against her cock. Alan held still, but he was smiling broadly.

Beth looked at me for a moment. I knew she was thinking, considering her options.

“Do you want him inside of me Steve,” she asked?

Oh Yes, I pleaded!

“I want you to put him inside of me then,” she demanded.

“What,” I said in disbelief!

“I want you to hold him and place him in my vagina so that I can lower myself onto him,” she explained.

“Why,” I begged at this sudden change in plans. This wasn’t part of my fantasy.

“Because I am asking you to,” she snapped. “Look. I have done so much for you this week. I want you to grab his cock and hold it next to me so I can fuck him.”

I was amazed at my brazen wife. My mouth was dry and I was nervous. I looked at his penis in front of her. I reached over and held it upright. Beth smiled and raised herself up. I have examined countless men, but the feeling was awkward and erotic at the same time. Beth leaned forward and kissed me. She placed her arms around my neck and stabilized herself. She held me tight and then broke the kiss.

“Put him inside of me,” she whispered.

I kissed her again and she extended me her tongue. I placed the head of his penis at her opening and slid it back and forth a few times. She sounded very wet and she moaned into my mouth. I placed it at the opening of her vagina.

“He’s there,” I said.

Beth let out a sigh and began to lower herself onto his penis. She kept her arms tightly around my neck and she kept kissing me very deeply. She stopped after a short descent and raised up slightly. She moaned and repeated the maneuver, this time a little deeper.

Finally I felt Beth reach bottom and heard her let out a low moan. She released me and placed her hands on Alan’s chest and began to slowly raise up and then slide back and grind her clitoris against his pubis. My wife began to move a little faster.

“Oh my gawd Steve, he feels like he’s turning me inside out,” she moaned with a heavy sigh!

I moved to the end of the bed and looked at her. It was an amazing sight. Her vaginal opening was stretching to accept his penis. As she withdrew, the opening would almost evert and follow his penis out.

She began moving more rapidly. Beth dropped her head and then began to grind against him without rising. I knew she was about to cum. She loved the feel of a penis deep inside her while grinding her clitoris against the base. She began to moan and threw her head back and forth. Her face became engorged with blood and her expression was distant. She was climaxing on him. She was doing it for me.

Beth finally slowed and collapsed onto his chest. She began to stroke his penis again with her vagina. Alan was still aroused. He rolled her to her back and got between her legs. Once again his cock entered her and she responded by thrusting upward to meet him.

Alan began to fuck her with an intensity I have never felt. It was like he was attacking her pussy. He was lost in his thoughts. Beth was enjoying this, and had her hands on his ass and her knees next to her head. She was letting out little squeals as he continued to piston her. He began to grunt and bellow that he was going to cum. With that Beth began screaming that she too was cuming.

Alan collapsed onto Beth and they were breathing heavily. I felt Matt and Eileen leave the room. I stood by the bed and watched for a long time. Beth looked over Alan’s shoulder and then moved slightly. Alan must have sensed our silent communication as he slipped to the side to allow my wife to move out from under him. Beth looked at me as though I might be upset, but I gave her a loving smile. I collected her clothes and handed them to her and she dressed. As we left I thanked Matt and Eileen and we returned to our room.

On the way back, Beth asked if I still enjoyed my fantasy. I kissed her and told her that she had just given me the most erotic night of my life. I asked if she was OK and she said, “yes, just a little sore.” We walked hand in hand to the room.

We undressed and got into bed. Beth hugged me and placed her head on my chest.

“You look tense Steve. Could you use a little release, she cooed into my ear.

“It won’t take much,” I warned her with a grin.

She smiled a wicked smile grabbed my penis and began jacking me fast and furiously.

As I began to orgasm, she got next to my ear and asked, “did you see the size of his cock?”

I have never came so hard in my life. I made a huge mess of my chest and her hand.

“My, weren’t we excited,” she chuckled as she examined the mess.

We held each other tightly and drifted toward sleep.

“What do you have planned for our last four days,” Beth asked?

“I have a couple of ideas,” I said with a grin.

*

I awoke late the next morning to find Beth in the shower. She was getting out as I entered the bathroom and greeted me with a tentative look in her eyes. She looked even more beautiful now than before.

“Did you get off last night as much as I did,” I asked with a grin?

She let out a sigh of relief and said, “Oh God yes! I was so turned on that I worried that I upset you.”

“You were fantastic Beth, but I’ll bet that Alan had a better time than either of us,” I said

“I really doubt it,” she said as she turned her head a little and winked at me.

We went to the pool after breakfast. I wasn’t sure how to react when we saw Matt and Eileen. They waved us over. I looked at Beth and caught her blushing intensely when she made eye contact with our friends.

“How did you two sleep last night,” asked Eileen?

“We did just fine,” I answered.

Beth was still blushing and looked nervously my way as I answered.

“Eileen and I enjoyed the evening immensely,” Matt said with a beaming smile.

“It was better than we could have imagined,” Eileen added while patting Beth on the knee. “It was so much better than our first time. Thank you for allowing us to be there.”

Beth looked like a deer in the headlights. She was obviously uncomfortable with such an intimate conversation so soon after last night.

I apologized and said “Beth and I haven’t discussed the details of last night yet.”

Matt looked at us for a long while and then with a serious look he said, “you two need to talk about this soon. Last night was a sudden change in your relationship. You both wanted the events to happen, and I’ll bet that you both are still tremendously excited about it. You need to let each other know how you feel.”

I interrupted and said, “we have talked about it Matt. Just not enough that we feel comfortable talking about it with others yet.”

“Oh,” Matt said with a frown. “I was hoping that Eileen and I could help you overcome some of the awkward emotions that can arise after a evening like we all shared.”

“Is Alan staying at the resort,” Beth finally mustered the courage to ask?

Matt smiled. “No Beth, Alan was a guest of ours yesterday. He lives nearby but he will not be visiting the rest of the week.”

I wasn’t sure if Beth was disappointed or relieved as she looked away at the horizon. Matt finally broke the silence and asked if we had enjoyed the evening’s adventures. We both nodded and I said that it was almost overwhelming. Slowly we began to talk about what had happened and how we felt about it. I told them how I had felt uncomfortable directing their actions early on. I also admitted that I enjoyed it when things began to happen spontaneously.

Beth listened carefully and said that it was helpful to have me as an icebreaker. She knew that I was OK with what was happening since I was asking her to go further. She added that she just lost control after awhile and forgot that they had an audience. After they had finished she felt a small burst of humiliation that didn’t subside until we returned to the room.

I then brought up that I felt that Matt had changed during the course of the evening. Gone was our friend and confidant. A much more aggressive and uncaring person had evolved.

Matt had listened and nodded understanding. He smiled and reached for our hands before speaking. “We all changed roles last night guys. After we had learned of your fantasies and desires, Eileen and I planned last night’s adventure.”

Over the next half hour we heard how he had taken everything in to consideration. My need for control and to share Beth with another. He also realized that I wanted Beth to enjoy herself and even take control back. He considered Beth’s need for coercion. He was delighted when Beth responded so very well and lost herself completely in passion.

Matt admitted that Eileen had recommended Alan. She had known him for some time and felt that he best met our requirements, physically and otherwise. Eileen added that Alan had asked to see Beth again before we left the island. Beth looked up at her and smiled.

“I was so scared that I would run into him sometime this week,” Beth blurted out with a sigh of relief. She then grinned and added, “he was quite the gentleman Eileen.”

Matt looked at me and asked if I had any feelings of jealousy. I admitted that I did but that I found it intensely exciting. He was relieved and said that if I didn’t admit I was at least a little jealous, I was either lying or not in love with my wife.

Matt then posed the big question. “Was once enough or do you wish to continue?”

Beth and I looked at each other in astonishment. We had not considered that yet.

Matt sensed our unease. “Some couples can have this adventure and that is enough forever. Others will repeat it rarely and only as circumstances permit. Others, once introduced, can’t hardly wait until the next encounter. It’s up to the two of you to decide.”

“Well, it’s not something we can do at home,” Beth thought out loud.

I agreed and admitted that had we not been on vacation, last night would have never happened.

“Can you imagine if our friends and family knew about last night,” Beth asked with a wide-eyed grin?

There was an awkward pause in the conversation.

“Will Alan be coming back to the resort this week,” Beth finally asked?

Matt got very serious and sat forward as he spoke. “Beth, I know that you would feel more comfortable with Alan or someone else that you had previously been intimate with, but that would not be in your best interest. I would advise against asking Alan to join the two of you for the immediate future. It would be very easy for you to become enamored with Alan or any other sexual partner. That is something you want to avoid. Eileen and I have learned this the hard way.”

We saw Eileen nod and look at Matt after this statement. Girls are taught at an early age that sex and love are bonded together. Where the body goes, so goes the heart. The comfort that you would feel for Alan could result in what you feared most, a rift in your marriage. As difficult as it sounds, the best way to continue is to meet and enjoy strangers in a safe environment.

Beth appeared stunned. How would she ever repeat last night. It took every ounce of courage and determination to bring herself to meet and undress in front of a perfect stranger. Beth and I held hands and listened as Matt and Eileen told us of their first adventures.

Beth was the first to ask the obvious question. “What should we do next?

Matt smiled at us and suggested that we accompany them to a club that they often visit.

“A Jamaican swingers club,” I frowned?

I had heard enough about Jamaica that I was reluctant to leave the resort. Poverty and endemic diseases were rampant in Jamaica. Sexually transmitted diseases were common, especially the deadly HIV and Hepatitis.

Matt smiled and assured me that they would never visit just any old Jamaican club. “There is widespread poverty in Jamaica Steve, however there is also phenomenal wealth here. Investment bankers and their institutions are common here for many reasons. Jamaica is considered a tax haven for investors. Off shore accounts are common for those with legal problems at home. All in all it provides for an interesting mix of characters.”

“Many Americans, Europeans and even some from Latin America find themselves assigned or retired to Jamaica for a while. These people are away from home and eventually, as with you, they want to enjoy themselves. A few finer clubs have emerged to cater to this crowd. That is what I am talking about.”

“I can assure you that no one in this group is willing to take a chance on the diseases that you have mentioned. As you know, these diseases are common in the islands. These clubs are open only to discerning people by invitation only. Any locals that are invited or employed by the clubs are subjected to rigorous and regular examinations. As much as you can relax and be at ease anywhere, you can at these places.” Matt sat back and took a drink as he watched our faces for reaction.

“What kind of clubs are you talking about,” Beth asked “What kind of things could we expect?”

“Several different clubs are available Beth,” Matt explained. “There is a swingers club much like you would find at home. Another caters to the islands gay crowd. Our favorite is The Encounter.”

“The Encounter is a club that defies simple description. It is certainly a place where people go to engage in sex with others, or to watch others have sex, or to have sex with your partner while others watch you. In that sense it is a swingers club. It also has a number of theme rooms and it can accommodate just about any fantasy that has ever been enjoyed. The club employs individuals to assist in the theme rooms.”

Beth and I were in shock. We had never heard of such a place and we weren’t sure that it would be legal.

Matt grinned and anticipated our reaction. “When a group of affluent individuals decide to enjoy themselves in a country with such abject poverty, who do you suspect would object? The local constabulary and judicial system are compensated very well to insure that the premises are safe and private. Otherwise they are very happy to leave them alone.”

Beth was becoming very interested in this conversation and that made me even more excited.

“What kind of theme rooms are there,” she asked?

“There are many that you will find interesting,” Eileen interrupted. She explained that on main floor was a large lounge surrounded by an open central area and several rooms. Some rooms were private and small. Others were quite large. Some had windows for observation.

As Eileen continued her description, I noticed that Beth was hanging on every word.

“Upstairs are the theme areas. There are areas for those who enjoy bondage. Another area is for those who enjoy submission and slavery. One area is specifically designed for interracial play. It’s called the jungle room and has a zebra over the entrance. There are areas made to look like schools and hospitals. There is even a strip club for those who want to show off a little.”

“How many are there,” Beth asked.

“Depends on the night and the season. High season like this usually brings in 100 or 150,” Matt said.

I was amazed. “There are that many investment bankers in Jamaica,” I asked?

Matt smiled and assured me that The Encounter was well known throughout the Caribbean.

“People fly in from near and far to experience the encounter,” he said with a grin.

“What does it cost,” I asked?

Matt smiled and informed me that when you come as a guest of a member, only a nominal fee is needed to cover food drinks and essentials. He assured me that this would not be a problem.

“Would you consider bringing us,” Beth asked?

Matt and Eileen looked at each other and laughed. Eileen said that she had already called to tell them that we would be arriving that night. I took a deep breath and looked at Beth. She was shaking her head in disbelief.

“How did you know that we would agree to come,” she asked?

“Just had a hunch,” Matt giggled. “Let’s plan on going early so that you can get a tour before the rest of the crowd gets there. We’ll leave just after dinner. I’ll have a car waiting at 7:00pm.”

I left to use the restroom and Matt followed.

“You OK with this,” he asked?

“I think so Matt. I’m not sure what we are getting into really. We are trusting your judgment.” I was looking carefully into his eyes as I spoke.

“You know you can always leave if you get uncomfortable,” Matt added.

I smiled at the reassurance. Matt reached into his trunks and pulled out a plastic bag.

“Here,” he said. “I know you are the doctor but I think you will appreciate this tonight.”

I looked at the bag and immediately recognized the contents.

“Viagra? I really don’t need this Matt. To be honest, lately I have had trouble trying to hide my erection. With everything that’s happened I don’t think I’ll need these.”

Matt looked at me and shook his head. “You will appreciate the effects later. Steve, you will see a lot of new and exciting things tonight. Beth will too and she will want for you to enjoy them with her. It will be erotic. It will also be stressful at times. It will be more fun if you can get it up several times tonight. You want to quit because you are sore, not because you have erectile dysfunction. Take it from a friend Steve,…it’s safe and you will thank me later.”

“I know it’s safe Matt. I prescribe it every day. I just didn’t think I would need it for awhile.”

He smiled and recommended that I take it just after dinner. We finished our business and rejoined the ladies. Matt and Eileen soon left to do some shopping and left Beth and me to ourselves.

“Can you believe this has happened so quickly,” I asked? “When we got here I got off watching remove your suit in public. Now I have hardly noticed that you have been nude the entire morning.”

“What do you think about tonight,” Beth asked? I could tell that she was worried about my response.

“Sounds like an adventure,” I grinned.

“Are you sure about this,” she asked in a serious tone?

“After last night I feel closer to you than ever. If we don’t like it we can come home,” I said with certainty. I was certain that Beth wanted to visit the club. I felt she was giving me a chance to reconsider.

We spent the entire afternoon at the pool except for a short walk along the beach.

“What part of the club do you want to try,” she asked.

“I’m not sure. Guess we’ll have to try them all,” I said teasingly.

“Any part catch your fancy,” I asked.

“It all sounds naughty,” Beth grinned.

We showered and prepared for dinner. I enjoyed watching Beth as she got ready. I imagined Alan at her breasts and wondered who would be there tonight. When it was time to dress, Beth put on a strapless dress that stopped about four inches below her labia. Her vulva was in plainly visible as I bent over to grab my shoes. She slipped on a pair of sandals and announced that she was ready.

I had mixed emotions. I never thought I would see the day that she would beat me getting ready. Then again she only had a dress and sandals on.

“Packing light tonight,” I said with a smile. güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri

“Eileen old me to take only what was necessary because it will be less to keep track of later,” she admitted with an intense blush.

“Eileen will be very proud of you tonight,” I grinned.

We met with Matt and Eileen for dinner. Matt stared at Beth for a lingering moment.

“Do I look alright,” she asked.

“You will be the belle of the ball my dear,” Matt said reassuringly.

After dinner we made our way to the car and Matt drove us into the mountains. After about 30 minutes we approached what appeared to be a large stone building. It looked much like a clubhouse for a country club. We were escorted to the door by our hosts and greeted by our first names. Upon entering it appeared to be an empty lounge. We were given a drink and then followed Matt and Eileen for the tour.

We spent little time on the main floor. A large dance floor had a large ottoman in the center. The dance floor was surrounded by several doors. They looked like bathrooms until I realized that there were at least ten of them. Some had windows and some of these had cushioned benches in front of them. We looked into a couple of the rooms.

Matt showed ushered us into a group room. A large king bed was in the center and four smaller beds were along the walls. The nightstand was full of condoms and lubricant. The windows had blinds and these were controlled from the inside. Matt explained that a group would use this room. He explained that if the door was open, newcomers were free to join. He showed us a couple’s room that was much smaller and had a twin bed. A large window allowed an excellent view to those wanting to observe. Only a sheer curtain was available to close if some privacy were desired. He smiled and suggested that we should try this room at sometime in the evening. “We all enjoy putting on a little show don’t we.”

He had us stand inside the room and turned on the light. After shutting the door we looked out the window and realized that we couldn’t see out. I walked outside and looked in and Beth was clearly visible. Matt explained that it was a nonthreatening way to expose yourself. I decided to remember that room.

We ascended to the second floor on a steep circular staircase. Matt followed us with a broad smile on his face. I smiled too when I remembered the way Beth was dressed and the view with which she was treating him.

We entered the dungeon and met up with Eileen. She was talking with a couple. Several restraint devices were in view. I grinned at Beth and she rolled her eyes at me and smiled. Around the corner was an area devoted to slavery. A podium was in a corner with a post in the center. Manacles were attached to the post. I wasn’t certain if it was for punishment or pleasure. We walked through a room with a jungle motif as well as another with a desert décor. Next to this was an area made up convincingly like a jail. There were cells and a group dining area except that the tables had chains and padded tops. On one wall was a cobweb of chains with other chains and cuffs attached to them.

This was certainly an unusual club. We were greeted by an attractive dark skinned lady who spoke with a lovely Jamaican accent. She was dressed in a navy business suit and high heels. She invited us to join her. Matt explained that she would explain the rules of the club. We were taken to a small office and offered drinks. As she left to get them I looked at Beth and noticed she was flushed.

“Are you OK,” I asked?

“Yeah, just in a whirl,” she sighed.

I noticed her dress had inched up a little in her distraction. I gently felt under her short dress and found a very excited girl. I looked at my fingers and saw the evidence of her excitement.

“Well can you blame me,” Beth blurted out squirming in her seat when she realized what I was doing? “Didn’t that stuff get you excited?” She was blushing deeply.

Before I could reply, our host returned with the drinks and joined us. She got a full view of Beth’s excitement. She looked at Beth and smiled demurely.

She said that she was sure that we would have a wonderfully erotic visit at The Encounter tonight. She had just reviewed the guest list and recognized some of her favorites that were going to be there tonight.

She reviewed the rules of The Encounter. Many we expected. No means no. If someone requested that you use safe sex practices, you must oblige. Rudeness, lack of respect and v******e were prohibited. Others we had not thought about. She advised that we were guests of the club and that we were invited to make application to join if we desired. She added solemnly that it was a very selective club and warned us not to expect automatic acceptance. Otherwise we would not be welcome unless we came as guests of a member. No photography is allowed except by the clubs official photographer. She assured us that all photos would be kept in the clubs archives and never shared or published. She went on to advise us that we were not to mention anyone or any activities seen here. She sternly warned us that discretion is mandatory. Any breach of this would be result in lifetime banishment from the club. She then excused herself and wished us a wonderful evening.

Beth and I returned to the main floor and wandered through the large dance area. We sipped our drinks and searched for our hosts. More and more people were arriving. It was as diverse a group as I had ever seen. Young and old. Subtle and extravagant. Dark and light. Tall and short. Fat and thin. Ugly and drop dead gorgeous.. You could find just about anything you wanted. Beth was scanning the crowd too. We chatted with several of the members. We exchanged first names only and spoke in general terms. Everyone was friendly. We had several drinks and enjoyed listening to the conversations. It seemed just like a normal social event except we knew better.

Beth nudged me and pointed to the stairs. We walked up the spiral stairs and entered the theme park. There were more people in this area and they were far more active. Everyone was still dressed but several couples were swaying to the music and kissing. We wandered around and found Eileen in the bondage room. She was talking to a tall man with a leather suit and a crop. She introduced us to Master Paul. Beth giggled as he gave her a hug. She had just enough to drink to enjoy herself.

“This is just like a big Halloween party,” she whispered in my ear.

I nodded in agreement but added, “that will certainly change in a while.”

“Are you enjoying yourselves,” Eileen asked?

“We certainly are,” Beth said with a laugh!

“Have you found anything that has caught your fancy yet,” Eileen asked raising her eyebrows suggestively?

“I have seen a lot that’s tickled my fancy,” Beth giggled. Eileen just smiled and listened. “My husband wants to bed me behind a one-way mirror with who knows who watching. I think he wants to chain me to the wall in the jail too. Lord only knows what he’ll do then. I think Master Paul is cute.”

Eileen looked down her nose and warned us to avoid Master Paul for a while. She then smiled broadly and said, just k**ding. “He’s mine you know.”

Eileen told us about a slave auction that was to start in a few minutes. We listened in amazement. She explained that a member will volunteer to be a slave to be auctioned for the evening. The proceeds were to go for some worthy cause.

“What does she have to do all evening,” Beth asked?

“Well, whatever the person who purchased her desires,” Eileen said with a grin.

We watched the auction with a crowd of onlookers. A beautiful lady of about 40 was led to the podium and placed in manacles so that her wrists were just over her head. She was dressed in a loose white dress.

“This is Cindy,” the auctioneer announced. “What am I bid for her?”

“What can she do,” someone yelled from the back? The auctioneer asked her owner to approach the podium.

“Can you speak to her attributes sir?”

“She is a handsome girl…a handful for me. She cleans and cooks. She is lovely and is always willing to please her owner. She will take you in her mouth, vagina or anus. She is especially talented at the oral pleasures. She often appears to climax during sex, but you can never tell with slaves.”

The auctioneer thanked him and once again asked for bids.

“Let’s see what we are biding on,” another man yelled. The lady looked truly frightened and scanned the crowd hopefully.

“Very well,” said the auctioneer. He removed the dress by loosening the belt and slipping the gown to her feet. The lady was nude and tried to hide herself, but it was impossible.

The bidding started and quickly went to $1500. Bidding seemed to stall. Another voice called out asking to see her ass and pussy. The auctioneer forced the embarrassed lady to expose herself.

“That’s a lot of money,” another man yelled. “Can we see her perform?” The auctioneer looked at the owner and he nodded approval.

The auctioneer asked his assistant to approach the podium. He unchained the trembling lady and handed the chains to his assistant. He lowered his trousers and presented his cock to the slave and ordered her to please him. She knelt in front of him and gently reached for his penis. She swallowed him and began to rapidly stroke and suck him until he was moaning. She raised her head and kept stroking him.

“Am I pleasing you sir,” she asked?

“Keep sucking slave,” he demanded.

She went back to work, her hands and head a blur of activity. Finally he pulled away. She looked up for guidance, but it was not offered. He nodded to his assistant and her hands were replaced in the manacles.

“I can assure you,” he bellowed, “that she is excellent in oral servitude and that you will not be disappointed.”

The bidding continued until it reached $2800. She was soon sold and led off the podium by her smiling owner. As they left, I saw her buyer slap her owner/husband on the back and thank him.

Beth leaned to my ear and said, “I wonder if they ever sell male slaves around here?”

“That will come later,” Eileen replied. Beth was embarrassed that Eileen overheard her.

“What are you in the mood for Beth,” I asked. She pulled my arm and we headed toward the other side of the building.

Soon we arrived at the jail. Beth hugged me and cooed that she had been a naughty girl. Maybe she needed to see what happened to bad girls in the jail. The club was definitely becoming more heated now. Couples were running around in towels. Here and there you could see fellatio and cunnilingus being performed.

A woman was chained to the cobweb wall in the jail. Her partner was kneading her breasts. He was joined by another couple. The woman dropped to her knees and worked her way up to the chained woman’s clitoris. You could see her jerk suddenly when she hit the spot. The man climbed the chain wall and presented his cock for the woman to take and she engulfed its entire length. We watched in silence as the woman was overcome with two orgasms before the girl stopped going down on her. She and the chained woman’s spouse kissed passionately while the woman was bobbing up and down on the man’s cock. She was unable to use her hands, but it appeared as though she was doing fine without them. The man braced and moaned loudly as he came into her mouth. I was sure he would fall from the cobweb of chains, but he managed to hang on and finally removed his dick from the woman’s mouth. Her partner began to slowly knead her breasts again. Another man presented himself and was welcomed to enjoy the chained woman.

Beth rubbed against me. “We have to go,” she said.

”Where,” I asked concerned that she was upset! I had never seen anything like this and I didn’t want to leave.

She looked at me with lust filled eyes. “I have to have you Steve. I’ve got to have you or I’m going to die.”

“What do you have in mind,” I asked?

“We have to find a place to play,” she whispered. “I’ll be right back.”

She excused herself and left for the toilet. I was left with an intense erection, thanks to the scenes I had just witnessed, my sex crazed wife and the little blue pill given to me by Matt. It then dawned on me that Matt had disappeared shortly after our arrival and I had not seen him since.

I continued to watch the newcomer to the cobweb as he positioned himself between the woman and her chains. He roughly licked and sucked her tits and fondled her introitus. He finally dipped down and placed his penis at the opening of her vagina and entered her. He fucked her with abandon. She began to cooperate and had just enough chain to hold him as he continued to ravage her frontally. He quickly began to grunt and yell that he was cumming. She responded with intensity and soon she was moaning and climaxing with him. Her husband was watching and gently held her ass as she fucked the stranger until they both were spent.

I was shocked out of my awe by Beth’s hand on my shoulder. She was smiling and asked, “did you enjoy the show?”

“Oh my god Beth, did you see that.” She nodded with wide eyes.

“Want to get a little for yourself big guy,” she cooed?

With that she stepped back and showed me her new attire. She had exchanged her dress for a towel in the women dressing room. She opened the front to give me a quick look at her gorgeous body.

“Well,” she said, “do you want some of this or do you want me to strap myself to the chains?”

“Later,” I said. “Let’s start a little more slowly. Do you want to try and get a private room on the main floor?”

” Nah,” she said. “We’re up here, let’s live a little.” She pulled me by the belt and said that she had found a quiet little nook near the jungle room.

She pulled me to a couch near the wall in the jungle room. It was easy to find but wasn’t in the open. The room was rather dark, like the bottom of the triple canopy I guessed. She quickly laid down on the couch placing the towel down first.

“I want you to make me come like the lady on the chains,” she demanded. “I want you to go down on me until I beg you to stop.”

I looked around and saw no one nearby, although voices were everywhere. I left my clothes on and proceeded to kiss and suckle her breasts. I slowly edged toward her mons. Upon my arrival, I dove into her opening. I then pulled back to her clitoris and began to rapidly flick it with my tongue. I entered her with two and then three fingers and stroked her firmly as I continued to suck and stimulate her clitoris. She was excited. Her excitement was betrayed by the slickness of her opening. She was soon writhing and moaning with her first orgasm.

How could a woman change so quickly? I had decided that she was this way all along and that we had just unwrapped her on this trip. I continued to nurse her clitoris and probe her deeply. She never let’s me continue this normally, saying it’s too sensitive, but I was hearing no protestation now. Just as she was starting to respond again, I felt her startle.

I looked up and realized that we had been joined by a tall black gentleman. His face and chest were painted in white patterns and he had a something through his nose. He was barefoot and carried a long slender spear. He had a long slender conical device over his penis and it was attached by a string around his waist. It reached to his chest and looked very awkward. He did not speak but stared at us and stroked the base of his penis. He grunted and slowly hopped to her side near her head. Beth turned to look at him and then back to me. Her eyes were wide and questioning. He did not approach her, but watched us and fondled himself. Beth glanced back at me and laughed.

I decided that he was an employee of the club and relaxed a little. I went back to her opening and continued where I had left off. She watched him and his penis. She closed her eyes and began to move slowly. I could tell she was again able to relax and concentrate on her pleasure. As she began to move her pelvis into my mouth and moan, our native friend began to grunt and step closer to her. She opened her eyes slightly and watched. I could see that the young man was getting excited. His now erect penis was now visible below the cone. He moved again and was now within reach of Beth. We made eye contact and I motioned toward our friend. She looked at me with a strange look.

“I think he wants some help,” I whispered.

“Are you sure,” she asked with wide eyes?

He again grunted and jumped next to the couch. He began to furiously jack off and then he stopped. He grunted and stared at Beth.

“See what I mean,” I whispered again?

She looked directly into my eyes as she reached for and found his erect penis. She examined it carefully and removed the cone, letting it drop below his scrotum. I dropped back down to her pussy and began to suck, lick and probe more vigorously. I could watch over her mons as she continued to slowly stroke him. She began to meet my strokes with her pelvis.

Our friend began to grunt and pump. Beth moaned and began to jack him off as fast as her arm could fly. The black man crouched over her as her hand was a blur on his cock. Beth was moaning and writhing again. She began to cum. She was climaxing very hard and it lasted a long while. She was unable to continue the pace with our friend and he sensed a lost opportunity. He began to fuck her hand and eventually had his hands on hers as he pumped her hand.

As Beth recovered from her fog, she could see what was happening to her hand. She looked at me for direction.

“I think Jungle boy needs to get off dear,” I said with a grin.

“Can I,” my wife asked?

“I would love to see that Beth,” I sighed

Beth stopped him and sat on the edge of the couch. She never let go of his engorged penis. She gave me a look and I got off the couch and stood to the side of our lucky friend.

“I want to give him a blowjob,” she said with a wicked look.

“Please do,” I pleaded.

She stroked him firmly and slowly toward the glans, causing him to raise to his toes. She hesitated for a short time while she glanced at me. She turned back to our new friend, lowered her head and swallowed his entire penis in a single pass. She hesitated at the bottom, brought it out and then using her hand and mouth as only she can do, Beth gave him a blowjob that he will never forget. He was soon trying to pump her face, but she maintained control. She slowed the pace a little and glanced at me. I encouraged her by holding her shoulder and moaning how sexy she looked. Our young friend couldn’t last much longer. He began moaning and leaning back. Amazingly he learned some English as he announced that he was about to cum.

“Oh gawd! Oh gawd! Oh fuck,” he yelled! He erupted into her mouth. His cock became a spitting black snack that was a challenge for my wife to manage. He began bucking wildly. She tried her best to stay with him, but the snake sprang free once or twice and spit onto her face and even into her eye. When he finished, he grunted, turned and disappeared. Apparently he had forgotten his new language. I looked at Beth and we smiled at each other. She was a mess. She had his semen all over her face, in her hair and one eye, dangling from the corners of her mouth before dropping to her b**sts and then onto her legs. She had a dreamy look in her eyes. I had an erection like I had never felt before. It had been a most erotic sight.

Beth looked at me and asked if I needed some relief. I laughed and told her that I was in desperate need of relief, but that I thought she needed to visit the ladies room again. I used her towel to wipe most of his cum from her face and breasts and then covered her. As we turned to walk to the ladies room, it became obvious that we had attracted a small group of onlookers. They smiled as we passed. Beth became more flushed as we walked but managed to smile. We found the ladies room and Beth went inside.

A short while later Matt tapped me on the shoulder and asked how we were doing.

“Very well I think,” I replied.

“That’s pretty much what I had heard too,” Matt grinned. “I’m sorry I missed the show,” he added.

“I think there will be more to come Matt,” I reassured him.

Beth emerged from the dressing room all smiles and greeted Matt. I asked what she was up for now, and she flashed me a sexy smile and reminded me that it was my turn. I held her by the shoulder and reminded her that I was enjoying this as much as she. Matt asked us to follow him and led us to a small alcove off the jail area.

“This is the toy room guys. Just about anything you could want or imagine is in here.”

There was a fenced-in office area in which a young black girl was sitting. It looked like the tool crib of a factory I had once worked at while in college. She will be glad to check out anything you want to try. Behind her was a wall full of vibrators, dildos, whips, cuffs and collars. It looked like a well-stocked adult store. Matt pointed around the room. There were several sitting areas and mats on the floor. There were also several areas with small rounded machines in the center of the mats. I had seen these somewhere before, but could not place where.

Matt pointed and said, “those are the Sybians.”

I had seen these on the internet. They were very expensive devices for female masturbation. The reviews were that they were noisy, but provide intense stimulation and gut-wrenching orgasms. Matt explained that you could check out the attachments and help yourself to the machines. Beth looked a little apprehensive.

“But it’s Steve’s turn for a little fun,” she said as she grabbed my ass.

“Trust me Beth,” Matt assured her, “he will enjoy himself as much as you do.”

He led us to the girl in the office. She displayed the various attachments. Large, small, medium and dual stimulators as well as a pad with only a small nub that was obviously for clitoral stimulation. Beth looked each one over carefully. The largest appeared way too big for her. She chose the larger of the medium sizes. Each was wrapped in plastic. The attendant explained that they were carefully sanitized after each use.

We followed Matt to the most secluded area and sat next to a machine. We looked around and realized that this was a very public area and several people smiled as they walked past. Matt removed the cover and connected the attachment to the Sybian. He picked up a remote and demonstrated the functions. Beth’s eyes grew wide and she watched the phallus vibrate, twist and turn.

She smiled and once again and said,” but it’s Steve’s turn and I don’t see how this will work for him.”

Matt smiled and explained that while it was she that would get off on the Sybian, I would derive the pleasure of her company in the process. He said that any man will confirm that a woman in the throes of orgasm gives the best blow job and does things for a man that she ordinarily wouldn’t think of doing.

Matt gestured for her towel and she relented.

“Why don’t you help her on the Sybian Steve,” Matt said gesturing assistance.

I was concerned that she would need lubricant as the phallus was quite large. It was smoother than a normal penis and was about 6 inches long and 2 1/2 inches in diameter. Once again I was pleasantly surprised as Beth was saturated. As she straddled the device and slowly lowered herself, she supported herself on my shoulders and I guided the phallus toward her vagina. Once it had entered her, she slowed and rocked slightly. She gently rose a little and then descended once again, each time taking a little more of the phallus into her. She looked at Matt and me as she worked the device slowly into her. Matt had taken his place on the couch and was watching intently. Finally she was able to take the entire phallus within her and rested on the machine. There was a small protrusion at the base of the attachment that contacted her clitoris.

Beth breathed a sigh of relief as she looked around and rocked on the Sybian slightly. Matt handed me the remote control and instructed me in its use. I started at the slowest speed with the vibrator feature. Beth cooed and rocked forward as she felt the sensation on her clitoris. I slowly turned up the intensity until she waved her hand at me. As she began to enjoy herself, I added the phallic motion function. This causes the phallus to turn and thrust slightly. Beth’s eyes opened wide and she looked at me in astonishment. I took this as encouragement and increased the motion intensity. She began rocking and moaning slightly.

Matt suggested that I offer her something else to play with. I moved to the front and looked at my wife as she was getting laid by a machine. I caressed her breasts and sucked her nipples. She held on to my shoulders as she rocked with the machine. I stood in front of her and her arms fell to my hips. I undid my belt and dropped my slacks. Beth pulled my briefs down and grabbed my fully erect penis. She held me firmly by the penis as she rocked back an forth, not so much stroking me as she was supported herself as she rocked on the machine. Beth began to moan louder. I knew she was close to climaxing when she leaned forward and engulfed my penis. She began sucking me with abandon. She was pumping me with her right hand and massaging my scrotum and perineum with the left. The sensation was intense, but the sight and sound of her as she neared orgasm was overwhelming.

This continued for no longer than 2 or 3 minutes. Beth began to moan and scream around my cock in her mouth. She was beginning to climax. The tempo of her rocking increased until she was almost uncontrolled. She was sucking and pulling me so hard that it almost became painful. She was using my penis to pull and rock herself on the machine. She exploded in orgasm and began screaming with my cock in her mouth. She was jacking me very hard and fast. I was close to losing control. As she neared the end of her orgasm, she looked up at me and then my penis with determination. I knew she was disappointed that I didn’t cum with her, but now she was going to take care of that.

She began sucking and jacking with both hands until I was close to erupting. Just as the first waves of my orgasm hit, she added something I

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I was attending a marriage of my relative. Thought I was not comfortable in attending such functions my mother compelled me to attend. I knew her idea was that some prospective bride may be available for me and she can plan for my marriage. I had just then got a good job in Mumbai after completing my post-graduation. I had come to Bengaluru to meet parents after three months. My mom spoke to me several times but I had told that let me settle down for at least two years, have some bank balance and then only think of marriage. But mom is, after all, a mom and was always thinking of my marriage, her bahu, and grandc***dren. Anyway as all family members were attending I also had come to the function. Mom came to me and showed me the photo of a girl and told that she has come and I can watch her to study if she appears ok. I saw the picture and she was brilliant, very beautiful. So I agreed to see her from a distance.

When the marriage function was in full swing she appeared at a distance and I looked her. She was wearing the latest type of lehenga with a backless blouse, nice hair style and really looked very attractive. Her boobs were very heavy and big which made me to think that she may not be very young as told my mom. Overall she was all over my mind. I went as near as possible to her and stood behind to enjoy the spotless back beauty. Her back was satin smooth, ivory complexion. Her belly was flat and lehenga was worn well below her navel. I was mesmerized by her and decided to tell mom that she is ok with me.

Meanwhile, she went to another room and automatically I followed her. She was searching for something and I stood as if I am waiting for someone. She looked at me and smiled. It was like moonlight, a million watt smile. She asked me whether I am Srinath, son of Mrs Raman? I told her I am and extended my hand. She held my hand friendly and we stood there holding hands for some time. Mustering courage I complemented for her dress and said she looked very beautiful. She thanked me and went out carrying something with her. When she was going out her entire back was so attractive that I was tempted to hug her. Is she my age or younger or may be elder. Sometime she looked bit elder but in other angles she was gorges.

I searched for mom but she was very busy with other relatives. So I went upstairs and stood in balcony. I saw her coming up and then going inside another room upstairs. As if by accident I also entered and she turned back. As I was too near she at once stumbled and I held her keeping my hand on her bare back. The perfume was maddening. Without my control I raised her head and kissed her. She tried to get free from myself but I was stronger. She told me to leave in a low voice saying that if she shouts it will be a big issue in the marriage hall and would be a disgrace to Mrs Raman. But I held on to her and slowly her lips opened and she closed her eyes. Opening her lips further I pushed my tongue in and her hands garlanded my neck and she fully cooperated with me for very long and wet melting kisses. Then she pulled out of me and left the room. I smiled and she also smiled back.

I also came to the ceremony place and enjoyed the function. Lunch was great with my favourite dishes. Just after lunch, I saw her standing on balcony and looking down. I looked at her and enjoyed a lightening smile. Silently I got up and went up. She was not there. I heard a door closing nearby and saw that door of one room was just crack open. I went and peeped to see her standing near dressing mirror trying to change. Did she kept the door open intentionally? Daringly I entered and stood on her back. She turned and asked me why I was there? Without speaking I dragged her to me easily as there was absolutely zero resistance. I gave her a bear hug and her hands went around me. We joined our lips and mouths for a hundred kisses. Hearing some voices I retreated and came out. No one had seen me there.

As she changed to a saree and came down, my mom also greeted her and called me. I thought she wanted to introduce me to her. As I approached my mom was asking her where is your daughter? I was bewildered and shocked. Is she married and a daughter? What a mistake happened. But she did cooperate with me. So what is wrong? I justified to myself and smiled at her. Just then a replica of her came from another place calling her ‘mom how am I looking in this saree? What? Saree? I looked at her and she was around 18 or 20 years old. She is daughter of her? Is it real? I could not believe. My mom waved her hand in front of my eyes and introduced her as “Megha” and the younger one as “Maya” daughter of Megha. I would have fainted but for mom hand which held me firmly.

Now what? Should I run away from this liaison? What may happen if I marry the girl and will I and her mother be able to stay apart? Question after question was in my mind. Now I understood why I once felt her to be elder to me and also I had felt her boobs more matured and big when we hugged. Yes I should not agree and look for some other girl. I decided and left the place soon.

Evening was the reception. Without my knowledge I dressed with more interest. Wore a Sherwani as the latest style, used AXE perfume (did I expect an AXE effect?). When I entered the reception hall many guests were already there. My eyes were searching for whom? Megha or Maya? Certainly it was Megha. I was not disappointed. Both mother and daughter just then returned from a beauty parlour after makeup and were dressed to kill. I tried to avoid looking but my eyes did not obey me. I was in fact staring at both the ladies. Maya was also equally beautiful, young and almost a Xerox copy of her mother. There was nothing wrong with her. But I had tasted Megha which was difficult to forget.

I spoke to few relatives and then met the newlywed couple and wished them. While all ladies were busy I could see Megha standing in balcony and was looking at me. Did she wave at me or was it my assumption? I didn’t know and I waited. Yes her hand waved as if she is driving away a mosquito but for me the sign was indicating differently. Looking here and there went up through another staircase which was on left side of the hall. At the reception time everyone were busy near the function and there were absolutely none in the rooms. I could see her entering a room, switch on the light, slightly close the door and then light was off. Now I had no hesitation and I entered the room. Megha was just waiting near the door and canlı bahis without waiting for a second she pulled me to her. While I was trying to seal her lips she stopped me and said in firm voice that I must marry her daughter and should not refuse. I tried to speak some words which she stopped by completely covering my mouth with hers. I melted in her heat and surrendered to her passionate kisses. Then she took my hand, loosened the knot of her backless blouse, dropped it and keeping hand on her huge boobs asked me to promise that I will marry her daughter. Her breast was heaving up and down, hot and erect in mhand which I did not want let off. I promised that I would marry Maya. She thanked me and we ended up with another long kiss this time her majestic melons pressing my chest. Soon Megha left the room and cautioned me to check her lipstick marks on my lips, cheeks and clothe. After she left, I switched on the light and as she said my lips were also red and there were two to three prominent marks on the sherwani. I washed them and came down.

Now I was confused. What next was my question? Of course, both mom and daughters were very good and there was no issue. What if Maya comes to know about what was happening between me and her mom? Everything had to be kept discrete. After thinking a lot at more I decided to ride both horses, sorry both mules. Next morning I told mom that I was ready to marry Maya. Mom was very happy and immediately called Megha on mobile to announce the happy news. The two ladies spoke for some time and then Mom gave me the receiver saying that my would-be mother in law wants to congratulate me. I took the phone and a sound of kiss came from other end. I just said thanks Aunty. I shall soon meet, and then hung up. Just two minutes late my mobile rang and it was Maya,my would be. She also seemed to be happy and wanted to meet in the evening. I agreed and fixed a restaurant in the City.

We met at a restaurant in the outskirts of the city. Maya had dressed very nicely and looked attractive. She was wearing jeans with white crop top and was elegant. Her braless boobs looked small but were erect, visible through her translucent top. She had kept few hooks from toop open displaying good cleavage. I smiled and ordered two large pegs of Vodka with fired cashew. She looked puzzled but was a sport. We raised a toast and finished the drink with some usual talks about our colleges, work friends, movies etc. The bearer told that it would take some more time to serve the ordered dishes and asked if we would like to have a second fill. I looked at Maya who was in two minds. So I Okayed for second and by the time we finished the dishes were served. I could sense that Maya was under effect of Vodka. But it was good that she did not react. We finished dinner and took cab back. Inside the cab I had to hold her and make her to sit properly. Half way even I had the intoxication on my head and I pulled Maya to me. Raising her head she opened her mouth to say something and our lips met for a long wet kiss. But immediately I realized that Mays’s kiss was no where compared to her mom. Megha’s kisses were highly demanding, yielding, melting and I would have spent years kissing her again and again. But Maya was bit low in her response.

I dropped her at her home. Maya’s dad had slept. Her Mom opened the door and noticed the condition of her daughter. I supported Maya to bed room and made her to sleep. Megha looked bit annoyed on seeing that Maya had taken drinks. I explained how it happened and that she did not object. Megha did not look convinced and she dragged me to her bed room. As I stood at a corner of bed she prepared two large pegs and came to me with a smile. Mujhe Company nahi doge? I smiled and saying cheers took the glass from her hand. She said she will not get any snacks with the drink. I kept quiet. I was scared that at any time Maya may get up and come over. After first sip Megha pulled me for hot kiss, after second another kiss, after third another kiss. By the time we had two pegs, maybe we had kissed a century. My fear of Maya had vanished and I was experiencing hardest ever erection, unable to hold on with the bulge inside. Megha was looking at the huge bulge and was smiling. Takleef horahahai? Saying so, she unzipped my pant and relieved my erect penis of the stress. Holding it with her soft hand she stoked up and down.

With on hand on my tool, with the other, she pulled out gown. When she finally got rid of her bra I was burning like a fireball eager to touch them. Yes, they were huge, hard and erect. No man on earth would have believed that those pair of melons is a mother of marriageable age. Perfect means perfect shapely hemispheres. The nipples were erect and protruding from the centre of her areolas like a flag post, inviting me enticingly. She pulled me on to her boobs. As it was the first time for me, I was groping with anxiety which she realized and smiling at me she pushed her nipple into my open mouth. I sucked them like a hungry baby monkey, squeezing the free one. She dug my face into her huge mound of flesh suffocating me with the weight and heat of the valley. But I liked such suffocation to last ever.

She had undid her pantie and was completely nude by then. Her silky smooth body was absolutely young and faultless. She helped me to undress fully. I tried to grab her but she stopped me. Bending slightly she took my penis in her hand and started to lick. I felt an electric shock in my spine. I was swelling without any bounds both in length and girth. The witchcraft that she was, she manipulated my penis and testicles alternately licking all over and then took the entire length in her hot mouth. I was really exploding with bursting veins around my shaft. At that point Megha withdrew her magic mouth out and came on me keeping her knees on my either sides. Her wet pussy was dripping diamond drops which was shining and teasing me. In one fast descend she had sunk completely on my phallus. Even before I realized it I was fully inside her hot oven. Her vagina was steaming hot and I feared that my skin may burn. But her fluid secretion in her vaginal walls was soothing the heat and aided her in movements. I was held tight in her vice, but still she was able to move up and lower down at her will.

As Megha moved up and down her mountainous boobs swung right, left and was hitting my chest on her descend. She was urging me to hold them on her ascending moves, squeeze them. For a break and rest she would lie on me pushing bahis siteleri her nipples in my hungry mouth. The clock had stopped as far as we were concerned. I didn’t know how long it went on and on. I could feel her orgasm again and again and finally she surrendered to the excitements and left me breathing heavily. Few hundreds of kisses later she turned herself down and pulled me up. As her cunt was flooded I could dive deep in her boiling hot pool in one swift go. Yes it was really a boiling pot which my tender skin on the erect phallus was experiencing. I sank in to her and rested my head between her breasts and rubbed my face against the hot flesh and sucked her erect purple nipples till she cried loudly demanding more and more. She was urging me to bite her smooth flesh, her shoulder till it left blue marks of my teeth. I never could imagine how wild a hungry woman can become. Megha was unstoppable in her strive to fulfil her bodily cravings. She sucked my tongue when we kissed urging me to pay back her with same treatment.

My shaft was slowly moving in and out while our other body parts were busy in other activities. Her moans were loud and clear demanding me not to stop. She was shivering with high excitement. I could feel that I was climaxing which Megha also sensed soon. She held me tight and locked me with her legs not allowing any movement for me. Her hands were circled around me and nails were digging on my back. At once she shouted at me to release my load and I too could not control anymore. I came in her in long spasms, repeatedly discharging huge flood of my semen filling her completely. I lay on her resting and kissed her with gratitude for the fantastic heavenly experience as she was the angel who helped me to lose my virginity.

Megha fondly held my limpness in her hand and told in her husky voice that she likes the feel of soapiness of my penis dipped in our combined love juices. Getting up a bit Megha licked my tool to wipe the sticking smear of my semen. We lay locked head to toe for a very long time. The detachment was unthinkable for both of us. Her right hand was playing with my testicles and I had rested my head on her bare left sleeve while my lips were savouring the hotness of her breasts. It is only then I learned that Megha was actually step mother of Maya and had married Mays’s father. Megha asked me to go to Maya’s room and check if she is still asleep and also added that she won’t mind if I stay back with Maya. She went to check if her husband was sleeping. I thought for a moment and decided to have a look at Maya’s condition.

I just wore my half pant and T-shirt and reached Maya’s room. She was fast asleep, snoring. I even tried to shake her up but she was sleeping like a resting crocodile. I was happy that she was still asleep. But should I stay back with Maya? I thought for a minute. No let Maya think of me as a gentleman who did not take advantage of her drunkenness. Yes that decision was right for me. I returned to Megha’s room. The room was dark and I went by her side after undoing all my clothes. The moment I was beside Megha she dragged me and hugged me like a bear. The heat of our body anatomy was increasing slowly, again waking me up slowly. Megha realized with awe and raised her eyebrow with a smile. Yes I was getting hard again. Excitedly she pulled me up and almost ate my mouth completely not leaving me to gasp. As our saliva exchanged I was fully ready again with a hardness even more than the first one. Megha had no patience it seemed. She pulled me with all her force and on my own submission, on to her, and widening her thighs she thrust my weapon in to her all in one single motion. She heaved a sigh of relief only when I was inside her touching her cervix. Oh my God!was her exclamation as I was growing inside her hot oven. And it didn’t stop for once. She repeatedly cried OMG pulling me into her further.

A long session started with the music of our heaving and heavy breathing. Megha was a woman who knew all art of sex, how to give satisfaction and how to get satisfaction. Her one deep bite on my nipple would ensure I would retain hardness for another fifteen minutes. Her sucking of my tongue means another ten minutes. She, holding and slightly pressing my penis tight at the bottom would again ensure slow down and extend the action by another fifteen minutes. We mated like lions, like snakes and like a frequency of birds and duration of canine.

Before dawn we had mated four times and both were tired. As sunlight was visible outside, Megha hurriedly wore her gown and went to see Maya. Maya was still asleep. Good God. Megha prepared coffee and woke up Maya. I freshened up and Maya brought me coffee. She smiled and said that she had taken drinks for the first time and hence almost slept u*********s whole night. I also smiled and had coffee with her. She pulled me for a kiss which I obliged but what a hell of difference between mom and daughter!
Maya told me that she is going out with friends to Goa for three days and asked me to come with her. I felt it odd to go with her at this stage as it would not be correct and mostly her girlfriends will be there. Standing at a distance Megha said that Maya’s dad was also going out for a week during the same period which was an indication to me not to agree. I just could not refuse my goddess off sex Megha. After breakfast I went home. No sooner I reached home Megha called me saying that Maya is in fact leaving at night itself. That was an order for me to be at her house at night and of course next three days and nights. I had to tell some story about an unknown long forgotten friend’s engagement at Mumbai. I called out Maya and told same story to her also.

Before seven in the evening I had four calls asking me about delay. Maya had left only at half past six! I had to laugh myself to imagine her hunger and sex drive. How come she was living all these days was a big question for me. By experiencing her hunger and excitement previous night I was sure that she certainly had no male company or sex since several years. I packed few clothes without losing much time and after telling my parents I left home. By the time I rang the bell Megha was perhaps mad of waiting. Opening the door she immediately shut it behind her and grabbed me to her burning lips. She was wearing only a gown and I was sure that she had nothing inside. I cupped her boobs over her gown and she screamed at me to pull it up. Obliging her as an obedient student I pulled it up bearing canlı bahis siteleri her boobs completely. She had her skimpy pantie on. Megha pulled me to her breasts and pushed her nipple in to my mouth. In fact I wanted to wait for night and so I casually caressed them, kissed and sucked for a while.

Leaving her at that stage, I sat on the sofa and the sex angel that she was, sat on my lap holding my face in her hands and planting hundreds of kisses. Megha now sat on the carpet while I was seated on the sofa. Not giving me a chance she unzipped my pant and my cock popped up to life. She kissed the pink berry fondly and licked round and round and then all along the shaft. Slowly Megha took my complete length in her burning mouth as I closed my eyes in excitement. She was unrelenting on me and I had to request and cry for her to continue for ever. Further loosening my pant she took out my testicles and took them fully in her mouth ensuring not to hurt. As huge ball of my pre-cum oozed out Megha was excited like a c***d and licked it with the tip of her long tongue. Caressing, licking, sucking me she masturbated me for a climax deep in her throat. She left me after lick cleaning me with full satisfaction.

Reluctantly she wore the gown again and went to kitchen. She prepared hot coffee which was very relishing after that great first time oral ejaculation. We sat side by side her in my arm and spoke sweet nothings indulging in frequent teasing. Time was nearing eight and I felt real hungry. Certainly I could not have asked her to cook. I ordered dinner from my mobile. In half an hour the order was delivered. Megha served the dishes along with white wine. The cold weather outside, white wine and hot Megha with me was dream come true for me. We relished the dinner with three pegs of wine. Dinner was over at ten and we rested for a while. Megha brought Rabri with gulabJamun. We tasted the sweet from each other’s mouth exchanging long mouth kisses. We sat on the couch for some time silently cuddling and enjoying the warmth of just a nearness.
Inside the bedroom Megha changed to a baby doll and looked just nothing but a queen of sex. The bed was nearly made with perfume spray on the sheets. I looked at the arrangements. On the side table was a clean cup and water jug, adjacent was placed a white napkin and to my surplice was a bottle of honey and whipped butter both in small glass bowls. Megha didn’t speak anything but just switched off the light. The only blue night lamp was sufficient to highlight her silhouette. She slept on the bed giving the sexiest pose a woman can give to invite her partner. Her boobs were exposed in the valley portion and one leg showing off up to waist. Her midriff was also open calling me to hug her. I jumped on to the cot and we were one body soon sealing our mouths. She was very fond of sucking my tongue which I initially hesitated. But as she educated me, I realized that it was the nicest thing to happen between a male and female. Her tongue was long, thin and could play with mine at her will. I was rock hard after fifteen minutes of foreplay and wanted to go on her top. But she stopped me and I posed a disappointment in my face.

Megha asked me to sit on the cot leaning against the back supporting with a pillow. I had to obey the queen. My phallus was now vertical like a flag post. Facing opposite to me, she kept her legs on my side and lowered herself on my erection. Once completely in she grabbed my hands and guided one to her boob and other to the open portion of her clitoris. Turning only her head she pulled me for a kiss and urged me in most husky voice to rub her erect G spot and play with her boobs. I continued to stimulate her for half an hour or so and she was experiencing repeated orgasms at short intervals. Her breasts were heaving with each of our movement, well inside my grip.

Suddenly Megha went down on the Carpet and pushed my head between her widened thighs. Her pussy was clean shaven and looked like a new born girl. The pink protruding Spot was very prominent. It was glistering with her oozing wetness. Megha pushed my head between and locked it with her legs. I had all these days thought that it is ugly and unhygienic part of human anatomy. But now it was inviting me with its sweet fragrance and astounding beauty. Without hesitation I started to lick the edges and then my tongue invaded all interiors of her hot and wet valley. It tasted sweet, exotic and gave me a steel hardness. She pulled my hands and guided on to her nipples forcing me to pinch them. I used my hands to further widen her opening and got full access to my exploring tongue. I also inserted my finger to further stimulate her and Megha was now moaning loudly asking me not to stop.

Then slowly Megha made me to sit again and she sitting on my lap raised up on my shaft and sat back. Her hands on my back she was now moving up and down in slow motion, gyrating and increasing speed for a change. Megha was jumping like a fox jumping for g****s but here she was getting abundant g**** juice which was wetting my thighs and flowing down to the sheets. She lost her strength and had by now become a doll surrendering to my role. Lying on her back the lady was restless to have me in her as soon as possible as deep as possible. I was too happy to oblige her all demands. We climaxed together and later rested in a closeted hug.

Next three days and nights she was the teacher and I was the student trying out all positions. Megha was in particular fond of doggy style which she compelled me again and again. Sitting on cot face to face our legs locking each from the back was her another favourite position as it allowed hundred percent penetration as well as access to fondle boobs, and lips to kiss free arms to hug. But she would demand missionary position as soon as she realized nearness of our climax. She liked her to be filled fully in her lying down position as in other position, a lot would ooze out.

After three days I returned home and conveyed my decision to marry Maya to my parents. The marriage was over within a month. I was into E-commerce business of building materials and Megha offered a spacious room in her house for me adjacent to her bed room. She even registered the house in her daughter’s name and we shifted there soon. Maya got a job in an MNC and her job timings of 9:00 to 6:00 well suited for daily sex in the afternoon. Of course, Maya too was not bad on the bed.

A year passed like a minute. Believe me that there was not a single day in which I and Megha did not have sex in one year. Certainly, it will be more than 365 times. Of course, my nights were with Maya. In a year Maya conceived. But always my preference will be Megha. I am just enjoying life. “Marry daughter and Mom free”.

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talking claire into it
since i got the internet ive liked interracial porn, hung guys with white girls wasnt long before i found cuckold porn and knew that i love to try that, took couple of years with my girlfriend before i had the bottle to ask her, if she liked black guys if she had tried one ?or would she?

me and claire was 26 been together 4 years ,claire was blonde slim and small,she wasnt out going just a bit shy, which i knew i could work on.the best thing about moving in together was the sex being naked together talking about fantasies what we would try i know if she tried different things i could get her to try once. after a year or so we was watching some porn on my laptop in bed messing with each other when i asked her if she would fuck a guy for me to watch i dont think she understood straight away but said no. i told her it would be fun me her and a stranger she picked,she wasnt changing her mind, why she asked do i want other woman too? had to calm her down and told her about men like watching there girl with other guys its a fantasy. claire didnt say anything else about it and i though i blown it.
the next time we was messing in bed paying around and i was play biting her neck she said you want the other to bite me too? i stopped and asked what she meant, she told me she read up about it about guys watching there wives and girfriends with others, how jealous guys get and how it can change the relationship? you think it would change us i asked her?” depends if it was once then know but if you liked it and wanted be to go with others then yes i do” claire said, wow i was surprised “so would you try once” i asked “not sure who would you like to see me fuck?” clare asked me, i didnt know if to tell her everything now “i dont know i guess it would be down to you but i like somebody who was good at sex not a pornstar but i like you to enjoy it as well” i said, maybe roleplay or go into town one night find a bar or club and just see? maybe claire told me kissing me on the lips
couple of days later claire asked me about my fantasy and had i tried it before or watched it on the internet? i couldnt lie i told her yeah ive watched loads of times really before opening the laptop i know i could tell her, i switch on to a porn site and typed “shared wives” the search came back with hundreds of video some homemade other from professional sites most had black guys fucking white bahis şirketleri woman “which is your favorite video” claire asked looking at me i just clicked on one it was a professional one actor making out it was his wife and she wanted a bigger dick etc. ” its not very real ” claire said ok lets see i clicked on a homemade semi lite video blonde wife in her thirties then the black guy came into shoot naked with a hard on and they began to have oral then sex while the husband filmed her, you arent filming me claire told me ok i said,at the end as the black guy cum in her the husband swapped the camera with the black guy and began to eat her pussy claire watched the guy before asking me is that what you want to do? well that called cuckold porn i told her guys watch there girls then eat then afterwards i said, you want to do that? she asked again,it would be down to you but yes i do want to do it i said nervously. you and hung black guy and him to come in you for me to lick and clean you afterwards,it my fantasy i said i knew had only been with 2 guys one being me and her first guys was a old boyfriend who she only had sex with a could of times the biggest cock she had taken was mine 7 inches and it wasnt easy for her at first to take.
clare clicked on enough flim the black guy was at least 10 inches and thick so a guy like him you want me to fuck for you right? she asked, yes i said where you finding him? i dont know i said if i found him would you fuck him i think you would have to help me find him i asked her im not sure i could take a cock that size in me she said looking at me i mean look at it you hurt me first could of times and hes much bigger than you she said,that turned me on her talking about taking a much bigger cock, how about getting a big toy to play with try things out im sure it would help and we could have fun with it i could order it from the internet so nobody would know what we are up to i told her claire laughed ok one step at a time mr cuckold, claire grabbed my cock and started wanking me to the video on screen the black guy fuck a small blonde woman like claire i told her she looks like you she looked at me biting her lip hope he doesnt hurt me like hes hurting her she said one minute later i was cumming all over claires hand that was quick claire said laughing. well he you go then, she was holding her hand with my cum on it to me,you want to eat freebet veren siteler cum right? claire said a strangers cum as well so you can eat yours claire said in a dominating voice.ive eat my own cum before but never in front of a girl, so i licked it off one finger the hot salty taste in my mouth on my teeth come on claire said its only cum ive eaten and had loads in my mouth now open your mouth clarie said, i didclaire wiped the rest of the cum in my mouth wiped what was around my mouth and told me to swallow, i did it as claire told me too, this was the first cuckolding for me i loved it i was hard again she had turned me on more that anything video my girlfriend was now going to cuckold me for real i was hoping soon
claire clicked on to a sex shop website to look for a suitable toy, after looking on a couple of sites we found one it was 12 inch dildo realist thick black cock wow claire said how am i going to take that it twice the size of you plus twice as thick her words turned me on again she was thinking about other cocks maybe not a real one yet but she was thinking about the dildo, you will have to name him i jokingly told her, yes i will when he gets here
5 days past before it had turned up but as we was both at work i had to got to the parcel office to collect it, the woman behind the counter know roughly what it was and by the size of the parcel she probably knew what kind of toy it was too,she smirked at me when she past it over” have fun” she said, i texted claire it was here “ok i be home normally time”
she texted back.i got home and wanted to open it to see the size and hold it before it became claires new best friend if she could take this then she could take any guy,
we had dinner before it come up in conversion she told be she seen it in the bedroom but didnt want to try it tonight, hard day at work she was tightered ok i said wait till the weekend i said.
wasnt till i got home the next day i noticed that the box had been opened and the dildo wasnt around, i looked under the bed and in her bedside draw i looking in her underwear draw and found him i you tell it had been used the smell of baby oil and see a ring around it about 9 inchies up it clarie had waited till i gone to work before turning him and looks like she had got a lot of it in her i was turned on,it was like she fucked somebody else behind my back i couldnt wait deneme bonusu veren siteler for her to tell me about it, claire got home enough busy day at the office we had dinner chilied for the evening before bed,once in bed i tried it on kissing her neck i know she like but she wasnt in the mood how about your new friend i said no no no hes to big if you use him on me i will not be able to walk tomorrow maybe at the weekend promise claire said before turning the light out,i was home extra early the next day straight to the bedroom straight to her underwear draw, the dildo was now in a plastic bag they was more of claires cum on it she had used him again that morning he had fucked her till she cum i could see that, she loved it,
friday night came dinner a few glasses of wine before kissing then to bed i stripped clarie naked and began to made love to her before she stopped me and said about the toy, should we get ben out clare said you called him ben i said yeah jane at work showed me a picture of a black stripper somebody sent her and his cock looked like the dildo so hes ben claire smiled at me, claire moved to the draw getting ben out, she put him up to my face well say hello to him claire said hi ben i said sheepish claire kissed the head before sucking him in front of me you like right clarie said yes go on more i told her, claire gagged on about 8 inches , i felt her pussy she was wet but couldnt take ben the dildo yet, baby eat my pussy make me cum so ben can fit in me claire moved i lay flat on the bed as claire sat on my face, i buired my tongue into and around her clit we was both turned on claire moved ben on to her clit next to my mouth him buzzing on her clit and in my mouth, with a quick groan claire had cum, wow that was quick claire said she layed down as she pushed ben in her working him it to her she had 10 inches in her fucking her, claire groaning with pleasure ben buzzing i was so turned on it was like i wasnt there, before claire cum she pulled me to her pulled ben out and squirted wow claire had never squirted for be before claire had orgasmed like never before i could seethat her pussy was stretched i got between her legs and put my cock in her and tried to fuck her she was wet loose turned on i know i did nothing for her but i cum hard in her
wow she said how was that claire said amazing i said what a guy ben is he fucks me like nobody before claire said but darling you have to finish off right i can feel cum coming out i go down on claire she sits back on my face to empty my cum in my mouth lick it baby all of it she saids, after claire kisses me and said is this what i want from now? i tell her i think its to late to go back now.

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my first anal experience
To start of with a little back ground I was 23 at the time this happened and it changed my life I had never had anything in my ass bigger than a finger as well so it was a very opening experience to say the least. I am not gay by any means I love women and pussy very much but I have gotten to where I love being fucked in the ass as well.

Well my chow chow was my first he actually took my anal virginity against my will one night I came home a little tipsy and got undressed like always I sleep in the nude and he came into my room like he always did but türkçe bahis he had his ball with him and wanted me to throw it so I did a few times one time he brought it back he dropped it and it rolled under the bed so I got down and crawled under the bed to get it head down ass in the air then he jumped up and mounted me at first it was funny him hyping away so I didn’t try and stop him and I didn’t relize his cock was coming out as I grabbed the bal and was telling him ok that’s enough boy he adjusted his position and before I could stop him was in me and in 3 thrust güvenilir bahis siteleri all the way in me and I relized he had me pinned under the bed and I couldn’t move he was fucking my ass like a jack hammer at at first it wasn’t bad he then started to swell inside of me a fro longer and longer I thought he was going to rip me in half if he didn’t fuck right out my mouth first by the time he reached full size it hurt like hell finally he slowed in his pace of fucking me the thoughts that ran through my head what if my mom herd the noise and came to check on güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri me and saw me with my dog fully knotted in my ass and how long was he going to be in me he was stuck now there was no way his knot was going to come back out of my hole then I realized something else my cock was rock hard I could feel his hot cum shooting inside of me every hot blast of it after a few minutes he turned and we were but to but wich was a whole new feeling that monster cock rotating 180 degrees in me all at once and that’s when it happens I started to cum wich must have triggered something in him he pulled and d**g me out from under the bed by my ass whole wich hurt but only seemed to make me cum more and him as well he started staging me all around the room finally I managed to guid him into a corner to get him to stop pulling I felt so full

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Vegan Hubby & Boi-Wife
“Hey,” the foghorn sounding voice answered.
“Hi, Brahmin,” the licensed vocational nurse smiled. “What do you want for dinner?”
“Uhhhhh…Surprise me.”
“You got it!”
“Where you at, baby?”
“Farmer’s market.”
“Cool. Let me finish this work up.”
“Love you, husband!”
“Love you too, boi-wife.”

Brahmin Easley went back to modifying the database structure. He was attempting to make the customer relationship management software more usable by the front line employees. He imagined what his fruity boi-wife was up to, He forced himself to focus on work. He had two more hours to go. The six-foot-two, two-hundred-four-pound, 28 year-old stretched his neck and got back to work.

The boi-wife selected sweet potatoes for tonight’s dinner. He also grabbed a garlic clove before heading over to purchase the produce. Ellery was a few years older than his handsome, light-skinned, well-toned hubby. He hauled the cloth shopping bag to his deep green metallic 2009 BMW 5.28i with beige leather seats. He started the vehicle and drove to the pet store.

Ellery sashayed through the store. He moved like a graceful gazelle. His slim waist and round onion booty attracted the attention of a large, mature Black man. Ellery found a bag of grain-free dry dog food. His hips swayed as he went back to the front. He swiped his debit card to pay.

There was a big Negro smoking a cigarette outside. “Hey, there,” he said.
“Hi,” Ellery replied.
“You got a fine li’l ass on you!”
“Thank you!”
“You got a man?”
“Yes, sir,” the five-foot-six, copper-skinned dude admitted.
“He bahis siteleri canlı lucky then!”
“We both are,” Ellery yelled back walking to his car.

Ellery unlocked the door of the one-bedroom apartment. He saw his golden-colored American cocker spaniel, Bingo, panting beneath Brahmin’s silvery-blue greyhound with dark streaks, Rascal. Both dogs were male, but Bingo was a complete submissive bitch to Rascal. Rascal was humping Bingo. The a****ls paid Ellery no mind.

Ellery poured some dog food in the bowls. He washed his hands with the lemon-scented hand soap in the kitchen sink. He gathered pots and pans to start cooking.

Brahmin had been a vegan since hurting his knee in college. Ellery had not gone full vegan, but after meeting his fine ass husband, he was now a vegetarian.

Brahmin got a stopping point. He backed away from his standing desk and took his lunch cooler with him. He rode down the elevator and went to the very far end of the parking lot. He got into his white 2015 souped-up Ram 1500 truck. The engine roared as he started it up. He pulled up the app on his phone to look at the security cameras. He saw Rascal and Bingo eating. He also saw Ellery bending down at the oven.

Brahmin said, “Hey, boi-wife.”

Ellery jumped. The canines became alert.

“Did I startle you,” chuckled the man.
“A little,” Ellery caught his breath.
“I’m about to head home. Is dinner ready?”
“It will be in 10 or 15 minutes.”
“What’d you make, boi-wife?”
“Sweet potato shepherd’s pie. It’s got lentils, mushrooms, snow peas, and yellow casino siteleri onions.”
“That shit sounds good!”
“I think you’ll like it!”
“I love how you just so submissive for me!”
“Thank you, Brahmin!”
“See you in a few,” the man put the vehicle in gear and started driving.

Brahmin Easley shifted in his seat to relieve the pressure from his hardening 8-inch dick. He crept along the highway that was at a near standstill from the rush hour traffic. He thought about how he met Ellery and ended up falling for the svelte, sensual bottom boi. He could not wait to get home.

Brahmin opened the door, The dogs ran to him. He patted their heads. “Hey, Ellery,” he yelled.

“I’ll be right out,” screamed the part-time nurse.
“Smells good in here!”

Ellery appeared dressed in a pink ruffled G-string.

“Ooh wee, boi-wife! Fix me a plate,” demanded Brahmin.

Ellery scurried and complied with the order. He also grabbed a bottle of Red Stripe from the refrigerator.

Brahmin sat at the dinette table. “You not eating?”
“No. I’m not hungry right now. I ate earlier.”
“Okay,” the man began. “This is good as hell, boi-wife!”
“Thank you, Husband!”

Brahmin tore up the dinner. Ellery made him a second helping and got him another brewski.

Afterwards, Brahmin burped. “You ready to get fucked, boi-wife?”
“Yes, I am,” cooed Ellery.
“Let me take the dogs out. Be on the bed ass in the air when I get back.”

Brahmin came back in the apartment. He went to the bedroom.

Ellery was shaking his tail.

“Look at that, round ass,” opined Brahmin.
“You like it, daddy?”
“Hell canlı casino yeah, faggit!”
“Thanks, Husband!”

Brahmin slapped the ass cheeks. He spat on Ellery’s brown hole. He munched on the smooth butt crack.

Ellery squirmed. His slim, 9-inch cock got hard.

“You excited,” announced Brahmin as the stroked the fag stick.
“Yes, daddy!”

WHAP.

Brahmin slapped the back of Ellery’s head.

“Ride me,” the computer genius howled.

Brahmin maneuvered. The bottom half of his body was on the mattress. His torso was off the edge of the bed.

Ellery mounted him and started riding. The boi-wife jerked his pretty dick.

“Damn, boi-wife,” yelped Brahmin
“Fuck me, Husband!”
“Yeah, faggit!”
“Oh, daddy! I love you!”
“I love you too, boi-wife!”

Ellery bounced. The pups ran into the bedroom. They watched as Brahmin and Ellery did the do.

The humans changed their position. Ellery rested his elbows on a pillow. Brahmin lifted the punk’s body up and went back to pounding.

“Oh, baby! Fuck me,” whined the sissy.
“Yeah, boi-wife!”

Rascal mounted Bingo.

Bingo whizzed as the greyhound entered his poop shoot.

“Gimme this boipussy, boi-wife,” Brahmin demanded.
“Yes, sir,” cried Ellery.
“You wanna have my babies?”
“Yes, sir! I wanna get pregnant.”
“You my li’l boi-wife baby mama!”
“Oh, shit! Yes, I am!”
“Take this dick, faggit!”
“Oh god! I’m gonna have your baby!”
“Yeah, bitch! We changing biology! It’s gonna be twins.”
“Fuck my sissy ass!”
“Dammit, boi-wife! I’m cumming!”

Brahmin busted his load in Ellery.

The relaxed on the bed for a few minutes until Brahmin announced he needed to pee.

Ellery went into the bathroom with his husband. He knelt in front of the toilet. He held on to Brahmin’s flaccid penis.

Brahmin let the stream go.

Ellery was dripping with piss.

“Damn, boi-wife,” grunted Brahmin.

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Chocolate cherries with Aunt Sandy
Ever since our weekend at the cabin where we started to have sex, my mom’s youngest sister Sandy and I have been getting together for some afternoon delight, or a weeked now and again to “saw our horns off”. In other words get rid of being horny. We texxt each other and sext each other and share pics. None of the family knows the real reason I’m not dating. I’m too busy fucking my Aunt Sandy.

Sandy and I do not use rubber or anything. We have toys that have only been used by us and we are monogamous. I’m 52 and fat, Sandy is 63 and sexy as hell. She has started to shave her pussy, her lips hang down in such an incredible way, her big tits must be 40DD. Since we have been fucking, Sandy has learned to suck my cock, and once in a while push it in her throat as she pull my ass closer, and uses her throat muscles to massage my cock. She has also shown me how to please her anally, a treat I really enjoy.

We both needed a good fuck soon.

So, we text and you agree to meet me at a nearby motel. We’re both horny as fuck. Well as you are almost ready to leave, you stop and grab a box of chocolate covered cherries, and you hide the last three chocolate cordial stuffed cherries bahis firmaları in your pussy and make your way to the car and hurry to meet me at a nearby motel.

You don’t want to be seen, I’ve already told you the room number so you park nearby and you walk into the room, because I told you it was going to be unlocked. Once inside and the door locked, I look at you from the bed where I’m awaiting your arrival.

You pull off your blouse and bra, exposing those sweet titties, and drop your shorts and panties which are choco stained and say “eat me Danny, find the surprise! Lick my pussy”

“Gawd yes, Sandy,” and I’m naked.

I push you on the bed and push your legs wide open and begin to lick the chocolate that’s on your pussy lips and inner thighs. As my tongue probes your pussy I find something round and firm

My tongue licks and I pull your lips open wide and I see red, and I know that it’s a chocolate covered cherry.

“Push Sandy” I say and you bear down and the cherry pops into my mouth, and with it comes more chocolate and the liquor that’s inside. I press my tongue deep and feel another. I cannot get it out so I use a finger and pull it out and eat it.

As I suck on your clit, reaching tipobet güvenilir mi around you to pull the hood of your clit back, I purse my lips and suck hard on your pink pearl. I drop down to lick your asshole, pressing a bit of my tongue into you as you lift your legs back and offer me your ass.

How can I resist your glorious ass, so I lick and lick and press my tongue deeper into your ass. Soon I stiffen my tongue and bob my head up and down, tongue fucking your ass. After a bit I go back to licking your sweet, hairy ginger pussy. My tongue plunges in and out of your cunt. I stop only to suck on those little lips that hand out, I suck and pull back on them, tugging them, before my tongue goes back in your hole, and seeks out more treasure.

There’s more goo behind it and I find another cherry, so I pull it out with my finger, no easy trick. So I put it in my mouth, between my teeth and I get up and go between your legs and offer you the cherry and you take it from my mouth and as you chew the cherry. I thrust my hips and shove my hard cock into your tight pussy.

Bam! Bam! Bam! I fuck your sweet cunt with wild abandon.

I suck on your nipples as I fuck you hard and fast. perabet You are shaking and hollering “Fuck! fuck me. Fuck me Danny, I’m cumming!” and I feel your orgasm. I fuck you hard and fast and I can feel my own cum about to happen and I let go, filling you with my cum, and you shudder and cum again, holding me as my cock gets soft.

In a few moments you roll me over and start sucking me. licking cum and chocolate off my cock, until you have me hard again. Then you straddle me and rock and rock. I’m in no danger of cumming again real soon and your tight pussy keeps me good and hard until you can cum as often as you like. I gaze at the curve of your soft belly, and the two perfect breasts, bouncing as you ride my cock.

I tell you, “I need your ass Sandy. Sit down on my cock”

You smile, and lift up and guide my cock to your ass, and slowly glide down on it, I lift your hips up and thrust into your ass. Your ass has a texture so smooth, unlike the muscles in your pussy. The naughtiness of fucking your ass only adds to the excitement.

You pull your nipples as I pound your ass. You can cum just as easy with me in your ass as in your pussy, and the contracting muscles of your pussy and ass as you cum, makes me spill my load in your ass.

Oh gawd, your ass felt so good. You collapse on me and we lie there for a bit, only to jump in the shower and do a bit of playing before we clean up, and watch some porn, we got the motel until 11 AM the next day

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Photo Session
Photo Session.

I wanted to do something nice for my husband for our first anniversary, and I decided that a professional set of photos of the two of us would be really nice to have. So I looked around and made some calls and found a studio that really caught my interest. It was a one man shop, the owner had been a professional photographer for 30 years, he did all his own developing in-house, he specialized in romantic couple photos, and the prices were right.
Before springing the surprise on my husband I decided to go check the place out myself. His studio was over an hour from town, it was an old house that he’d converted years ago, with the downstairs set up with a small reception area, a room full of albums, and his developing room. I met Dean in the reception area and he showed me into the room with his albums. The walls were covered in photos, all showing couples and people smiling and posing; they were all really nice photos.
As we talked he showed me some albums that were mostly couples, it all looked elegant and I was getting more excited about the idea, but there was just something missing. “These are all really nice”, I told him, “But I’m looking for something really special for our wedding anniversary.”
“Ah”, Dean said knowingly, “I think I have just the thing. Let me show you some other albums.” He retrieved a small stack of albums from a cabinet and brought those to the table. “Tell me what you think of these.”
I flipped the first one open and stopped immediately. The first page showed two photos, the same woman was in both, and in both she was posing naked. “Um…”, I didn’t know how he wanted me to respond.
“Keep going”, Dean encouraged me. So I flipped pages, looking at photo after photo. There was a series of a single woman, posing naked, mostly tasteful. Another series showed a couple posing, both the man and woman naked, in a variety of loving embraces. The album was full of photos like that.
“I… I don’t know”, I was now hesitant about the whole idea, “I’m not sure that’s for us.”
“Oh”, he replied calmly. His demeanor was very professional, it was relaxing, “Well, please review the other albums here and I’ll get us something to drink so we can talk.”
Dean left to get us some tea and I flipped my way into the next album. This one was more explicit, the women were in more pornographic positions, sometimes even with toys. The photos of the men were also pornographic, all of the men erect and handling themselves. Couples were actually fucking, sucking, fingering, and jerking. A few pictures even showed men cumming on their wives, semen photographed mid-air, on faces, and on breasts.
That was definitely too much, and Dean wasn’t back yet, so I put the album aside and hoped the next album would be different. It was, flipping through the pages I saw photos of women involved in sexual activity with multiple men. Each woman was with two or three men, in a variety of positions, fucking, sucking, and getting cummed on. All of the women in the pictures were white, but I noticed that some of the men they were with were black. That was something unheard of in our small community.
I wasn’t sure what to think, I’d flipped through hundreds of pornographic photos, and was confused about what Dean was suggesting. The only thing I was certain of was how horny I was. Looking at all the pictures had turned me on, my pussy was tingling.
Dean came back into the room, carrying two cups of tea. “Oh good, you’ve finished looking through the albums”, he handed me one cup. “What do you think?”, he asked taking a sip.
Needing a moment to think I took a sip of the tea, it was really good. “Uh, I don’t think my husband would go for this.”
“Well, what about you then?”
Startled by the question I paused, sipping some more tea, “Oh… I don’t think that I could… um… do that.”
“We can discuss some prices then, for various photos sets, while you think things over”, he was so professional and calm about things, it really helped me feel relaxed. I finished the tea as he told me all about his prices, strangely the erotic photos were cheaper than the others, so I asked him why. “I get to use all the photos that I take, to advertise my business, like these albums, and some people are uncomfortable with that. So I give a discount. Besides, most people are nervous about it at first, but end up getting really into it.”
“I guess… for some people”, I was feeling horny enough that I was trouble fighting the idea of people enjoying themselves sexually, and the more I thought about the pictures the hornier I was getting.
“Why don’t you try a few photos, free of course, just to see if you like it?”, he offered. I hesitated to answer, so he added. “That would make a great anniversary gift for your husband.”
That would be a good gift, something my husband would go nuts over, and the more I thought about the less resistance I had to the idea. Besides that it was free. “What the hell”, I agreed.
“Great!”, he smiled wide and got out a contract. He showed me all the details of the contract, and I signed it happily. There would be no cost, he completely waived the fees, and I filled in all the details about where to send the pictures so my husband would get them. After that he led me upstairs to a studio, and left me to get his cameras. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable.”
Now that I’d agreed I was excited, but butterflies were building in my stomach. Dean was gone longer than I’d expected, but he came back with another cup of tea for me. I sipped on it as he hooked the camera up to the computer and adjusted the lights. While I wasn’t sure what to do, he knew exactly what to do. With the camera loaded and lighting just right he started posing me and snapping pictures.
Dean took a couple normal shots first, just to get the perspectives correct. After that he started getting me to undress, encouraging me by telling me how beautiful I was and how each shot was perfect. A couple of shots of me unbuttoning my shirt, then a couple as I slid the shirt off and tossed it away, and then a few of me posing shirtless.
Time kept ticking by and I started to get more and more into it, Dean was right about that. His encouragement kept me going whenever I started to have doubts. I started to feel like a super model the way he was talking to me. By the time he’d finished the first set I was wearing only my socks, and he’d snapped almost fifty pictures.
“Alright, let’s change around the background a bit, try a different studio”, he said. As I was picking up my clothes he handed me a robe instead. The other studio that he took me too had a bed in a fake bedroom. “Alright, let me get bahis şirketleri some sheets for the bed”, he said looking around, “And you can change into something else here…”, he opened a closet full of lingerie, “Something should fit, and feel free to get creative.”
He left to get sheets and I looked through the lingerie in the closet. Some of the items were rather raunchy, crotchless panties and front-less bras, but I picked out a nice corset, stockings, garter, panties, and heels. Then I waited for Dean, he was gone longer than I’d expected again, but when he returned he had sheets and some more tea for me.
After he made up the bed, he adjusted the lights to make it look like the bedroom was dark. I finished the tea and started posing, needing less direction this time, and feeling more confident. The first set of photos were erotic, but not pornographic. I’d kept myself at angles to prevent exposing too much. This time though Dean was encouraging me to get into poses he called sexier, where he could get clear pictures of my bare breasts and pussy, and though I was hesitant I still did the poses. He assured me that my husband would love these pictures. For one picture I was on all fours, and even went so far as to spread my pussy lips with my fingers, as he snapped a picture from behind.
We spent nearly an hour taking pictures as I changed outfits, stripped them off, and posed lewdly. By now all my inhibitions were gone, he was treating me like the most beautiful woman on the planet, and telling me how thankful he was that I’d pose for him. Before I knew it he had me in a toga, ready to take a series of pictures as if I were Cleopatra herself. “Something is missing…”, he said thoughtfully.
“What?’, I couldn’t imagine what it was.
“I think we need some slaves for our Queen”, he answered as he left the room.
He left too fast, I didn’t get a chance to ask him what he meant, but I soon found out. Dean came back into the room followed by two black men. “Here we go, they’ll pose with you a bit”, he made it sound like I had no choice. The two men moved to the closet and undressed. I felt embarrassed watching them get completely naked, but I was shocked at their cocks. Both men were really hung, their long, thick, black dicks hanging free.
I couldn’t help but stare. They had amazing bodies, and their dicks were so much bigger than my husbands that it was a marvel to me. Thankfully they both donned togas, so their dicks were hidden beneath the folds of fabric, but my imagination wouldn’t let me forget they were there. The previous series of photos had me dripping wet, and I’d been feeling more horny as we’d been going.
So despite the logical parts of my brain telling me to stop and go home, my body compelled me forward. He had us pose with both men at my feet, their hands on my legs, them looking up at me for a few shots. Then we moved so I was sitting, one rubbing my shoulders and one rubbing my feet. It was rather intoxicating, having these two studly men serving me. There were shots with them holding me in the air, one standing on each side of me with our bodies pressed together, and countless others.
At one point their togas had slipped down around their waists, leaving their chests bare, and before I knew it mine had fallen open showing the sides of my tits. With our next pose one guy was on his knees in front of me, hands on my legs, and the other was behind me with his hands around my waist. Shot after shot their hands moved, higher up my legs, and higher up my chest. Until finally the guy behind me had his hands on my tits and the guy in front of me had his hands almost all the way up my thighs.
I didn’t know how much farther they would take things, how much farther I would go, but I soon found out. The guy behind me slipped his hands inside the top of my toga, his palms on my bare tits. As he started massaging them and tweaking my nipples, I let out a small moan. Everything else was forgotten though when the hands up the skirt of my toga found my pussy and started rubbing my clit. Thinking that I was going to strip down again for another photo session I hadn’t worn any panties or bra, so these strange men had free reign at my body.
The camera clicked as I put one hand over my pussy, trying to stop the fingers probing me, while I held my other hand to my chest to try and stop the hands groping my breasts. When neither man stopped I looked down at the man on his knees in front of me and grabbed both his wrists. The result was a lifting of my skirt, exposing my fingered pussy for the camera as it clicked again. With my hands otherwise occupied the man behind me slowly pulled the front of my toga open, exposing my breasts, which he immediately covered with his hands.
Not knowing how to stop either man proved to only confuse me, which they took full advantage of to spread my toga open in the front and play with my body. The camera kept snapping pictures as I turned to try and hide myself, neither man intent on stopping his explorations of my body. “Please no…”, the sensations building in my body were intense, my horniness was overwhelming me, “I’m married…”
They each took hold of one of my hands and guided them. First to their bare chests, running my hands down their muscled bodies, moving lower, and finally to the togas bunched around their waists. I glanced down, looking at both men now standing on either side of me. Their togas were opened in the front, their hard cocks sticking straight out. I gasped in surprise, shock all over my face, their dicks were huge.
Again the camera clicked, catching my moment of surprise. Dumbstruck with awe I could only watch helpless as their put my hands on their dicks. Instinctively I wrapped my fingers around their shafts. They were warm, rock hard, and the skin was soft on my palms. More pictures snapped as I slowly started pumping each dick, fascinated by the contrast of dark skin against my pale hands.
I couldn’t help myself really. The way they were rubbing my tits, teasing my clit, and fingering my pussy had me so hot I was losing control. Forgetting that the camera was there I started stroking harder and faster, intent on seeing how hard each dick could get in my hands. There were two fingers in my snatch, filling me up, with a finger and thumb rubbing my clit. The guy behind me started kissing my neck, biting it lightly, sucking occasionally, all my rubbing my tits and tweaking my nipples.
The fire was building inside me, and I was getting close to having an orgasm. “Oh no. No…”, I was fighting the sensation as much as I could, “I’m married… my husband… oh no…” I broke into orgasm, bucking my freebet veren siteler hips against the fingers probing me, moaning and squeezing both cocks as hard as I could.
When I’d finished cumming one man sat me down on the bed and spread my legs, dropping to his knees in front of me. My toga was now bunched around my waist, and I could see the camera positioned to take perfectly clear pictures of the action, as the man in front of me leaned his head toward my snatch.
Getting my pussy eaten was exactly what my body needed, and though I knew how wrong it was, I just couldn’t fight myself anymore. His hands spread my lips, his tongue found my clit, and a finger slipped inside me. I fell back on the bed, pleasure running through every part of my body. As I had my second orgasm my back arched, my eyes closed, my hands gripped his head, my body shook, and I let out a loud moan.
His tongue was soft and warm, his fingers were thicker and longer than I could have imagined. I could have laid there for hours and let this talented man eat my pussy to orgasm after orgasm, but I was distracted as the other man climbed onto the bed next to me. He knelt by my head, his long, black dick hanging inches from my face. Unable to help myself, I licked my lips with anticipation.
I reached up one hand and grabbed his shaft, pulling him to me, I couldn’t believe how horny I was. The head of his dick touched my lips, and I ran my tongue around it. Licking down the shaft I could taste the saltiness of his skin, feel his warmth on my face, and when I sucked the head into my mouth I tasted his precum. For a moment I wondered if maybe there had been something in the tea to make me this horny, but the thought quickly faded.
It was the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced, having two men. One eating my pussy, fingering my holes, while moaning and jerking his cock was enough to make me cum, but the feeling of a hard cock in my mouth and hands made my orgasm intense. I moaned around the dick I was sucking, stroking it harder and faster, trying to take as much as I could into my mouth and throat.
After my third orgasm the man between my legs stood up, his huge dick hanging over my stomach, and I got nervous. The size of his cock was unbelievable, I’d never be able to take it, and the thought snapped me back to the reality of my situation. Glancing over I saw Dean still taking pictures, now operating two cameras. One camera was situation at the end of the room, taking overall shots of the scene, while he held a second camera to take pictures with as he moved around us.
Panic gripped me then. These two black men were using my white body as a sex toy, and it was all being photographed. My husband would kill me if he knew, I had to flee. All I could managed though was to drop the cock from my mouth and moan, “No…”
The man between my legs removed his toga, and dropped it on the floor. Next he climbed up on the bed and knelt next to my head, opposite the other man. Now I had a hard cock on both sides of me. I grabbed the new cock, trying to retain control, and moaned again, “Please, no…”
I didn’t know what had made me so horny, perhaps something really was in the tea, but I was finding myself less able to resist. Without thought my hand started stroking the new cock as the other man got off the bed. He removed his toga, and then slowly removed mine. Now I was laying naked on a bed with two naked black men, one hard, black dick in my hands and the other hovering dangerously close to my pussy.
The man by my head ran his dick across my lips, my tongue instinctively slipping out to taste him. I tried to use my hands to guide him away, but it only served to stroke his dick as I licked it. Fearfully I looked down at the other man, he’d been standing between my legs as they hung over the edge of the bed, posing for the camera. My eyes were glued to him, trying to convince him not to go any farther by just looking at him.
He grabbed my ankles and lifted my legs into the air. Again I heard the camera click. Then he stepped forward, his dick now inches from my pussy, and another picture was snapped. I pulled the dick away from my mouth and pleaded one last time, “No… I’m married…” As he rubbed the head of his cock against my clit I moaned, and then tried to convince him, “My husband…” He rubbed the incredible length of his shaft between my pussy lips and against my clit, teasing me with his heat, and one last time I pleaded, “I’m married…”
That was when he pushed his dick inside me. Although it was only the first few inches, I felt full beyond anything I’d experienced before, and I screamed loudly. Dean kept snapping pictures as the black stranger pushed more and more of himself inside me. Fire ripped through my pussy and burned through my body. I was helpless against such sexual potency, able to only scream and moan as he violated me.
Another orgasm was building inside me, fueled by everything that had happened so far. When he finally pushed the last of himself inside me, and I felt our bodies touch, I shivered as a small orgasm took me. All he was doing was holding himself inside me, filling and stretching me to my limits, and the sensations were amazing. It was more cock than I knew existed.
I’d never thought I could feel this good, with a hard dick in my hands and a hard dick filling my pussy. Lustfully I started licking and sucking the cock in my hands, loving the sensation of having two dicks inside me. The man in my pussy started stroking in and out of me, slowly at first, but quickly building speed. When he would slam his dick into me all the way, our bodies would smack together, and a wave of pleasure would surge through me. It was incredible, and I found myself moaning louder with each stroke.
When I finally came I thought I would rip in two, the sensations were so overpowering, and I shook so violently that I felt certain I would spasm myself into oblivion. I popped the cock from my mouth, leaned my head back, and yelled in pleasure. The camera was there when I opened my eyes, but I no longer cared. If these men could make me cum like that, Dean could take all the pictures he wanted. It was one hundred times stronger than any orgasm I’d ever had before.
Amazingly the man fucking me didn’t slow down, even as I orgasmed, he just kept pounding into me as he held my legs wide apart. “Oh yes”, I heard myself moan, “Fuck me. Make me cum.” I couldn’t believe those words were coming out of my mouth, but having another orgasm that strong was all I could think about. I didn’t have to wait long. Just a few more strokes and I broke into another orgasm, longer deneme bonusu veren siteler and harder than my first. “Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Oh Fuck! That’s so good!”
My orgasm subsided and he withdrew his dick from my pussy. “Oh shit…”, I breathed deeply as he climbed onto the bed beside me positioning his cock near my mouth. Eagerly I grabbed it and sucked as much of it as I could down my throat. It was so hot, tasting myself on this strange dick, gently rubbing the prick in my other hand. Dean snapped a picture of my wet pussy, then one of me with the heads of both dicks in my mouth as I swirled my tongue between them.
If Dean wanted slutty pictures, that was fine by me, as long as I got to have more orgasms. Neither of the ebony studs was moving away from my eager tongue though, so I prodded them, “Come on boys. Fuck me. Give me a cock.” The one that hadn’t violated my pink snatch yet moved down the bed and stood between my legs. He leaned forward, putting my ankles on his shoulders, and the position caused my hips to rise up off the bed. As he slowly sank his cock into my hungry cunt I encouraged him, “Yes! Fuck me! Fill me up with that hot cock! Give me your black meat!”
He did too. Holding himself over me he slammed down into me hard, only to pull up quickly and slam back down. It was unbelievable how hard and fast he fucked me, his cock was like a jackhammer pounding my pussy into another orgasm. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!”, I chanted as he fucked me through another orgasm.
I don’t know how long we fucked like that, the two of them taking turns while Dean kept taking pictures, but it was a long time. Eagerly I would suck one cock while getting fucked by another. The way they made me feel was amazing, and it just made me try to be more slutty. Never before had I sucked a man’s balls while jerking his dick, but I did with these two.
Unbelievably the two men found ways to make me cum even harder and harder. One fucked me from behind, I was on all fours on the bed, and he stuck a finger in my ass as he did. The feeling was so naughty that I came harder and screamed louder than before, and from then on I begged them to finger my ass while they fucked me.
Dean had us change positions a few times, and when I was sitting on a cock I got a surprise. I’d been riding the man beneath me for a few minutes, sucking the dick in my face, when the guy withdrew himself from my mouth and moved behind me. A bit scared I looked back to see what he was doing, and got my expression caught on camera for it. The man was positioned his huge, black dick at my asshole.
“Oh no”, I pleaded with them, suddenly scared again. Anal sex was never something I enjoyed, and though their fingers were nice, their dicks were too big, besides that I already had a cock in my pussy and knew I’d split in two. “No please”, I felt his head press against my asshole, it was impossibly large. “Not there”, the camera snapped a picture of my worry.
My protests didn’t matter at all, he slowly pushed forward and his dick slipped inside my ass. He was slick with my saliva and pussy juice, and my asshole was lubed from all the fucking so far. That didn’t diminish the pain though as he pushed deeper into me. Thankfully the other guy had stopped fucking me momentarily, just holding himself inside me. For a few long minutes the cock violated my ass deeper and deeper.
I felt so full, each dick stretching me and pushing against each other, causing parts of me I didn’t know I had to get rubbed like I never knew they could. There was a grimace on my face, my eyes squeezed shut, and when I heard the camera click in my face I had to open my eyes to see what Dean was doing. Sure enough he was capturing my expression as I was filled by two dicks for the first time.
Pictures snapped of my face, our bodies, my pussy and ass being stretched, everything. When the dick was fully planted in my ass I was breathing heavy, hoping for a few minutes to adjust to the feeling. The two black men using me had other ideas though. After just a moment they started moving, and I exploded into the loudest orgasm anyone has ever had.
Quickly I realized that every sensation I’d had so far that day was nothing compared to having my ass and pussy fucked at the same time. I lost track of time as they double fucked me. One orgasm lead into another and another, until I was ready to pass out. There was nothing left in me, I’d cum more than I had ever, the sex was better than everything else I’d ever experienced combined.
And still the two men weren’t done. I was almost a rag doll, so spent that I was limp and tired. They rolled me over onto my side, one laying behind me and one in front of me, and they fucked my holes like that. Finally I had to beg them to stop, breathless and afraid that I would pass out if we continued.
So at Dean’s direction they climbed off the bed and I rolled onto my back, pleased to have a respite. Both men stepped up by my head and started jerking their black dicks over my face. Dean snapped more and more pictures, and then finally both men exploded in orgasm. Their cum landed on my face, my neck, my tits, and my chest. I brought my hands up to rub it in and some landed on my hands.
Dean took a whole series of pictures of me splattered with cum, and then had me lick it off myself. Finally he had me lick the two dark cocks clean, all while smiling for the camera. I was in absolute sexual bliss, but as I started to come down off the high it struck me what I had just done. The two black studs were getting dressed and leaving the room, Dean was putting his two cameras away while studying the pictures, and I was left laying naked and well fucked.
So I dressed, suddenly feeling ashamed, trying to figure out how to go back to my husband knowing that he could never make me cum like I just had. Nearly three hours had passed since I first started posing, it was unbelievable how those men could fuck. As I was leaving Dean thanked me for the photo session and asked me if I enjoyed myself. Part of me wanted to blurt out, “Fuck yes!”, and part of me wanted to tell him off for bringing out the cock slut in me like that. All I managed was to nod and whisper yes.
He smiled big, shook my hand, and as he closed the door said, “And don’t worry, the photos and video will come out great. He’ll love them.”
Not thinking about it I struggled back to my car and drove away. I was so weak all over, every ounce of energy I had was gone. As I pulled into the driveway I started to recover a bit, trying to muster up some sense of normalcy for going inside and facing my husband. That was when it occurred to me, Dean had said photos and video, that meant his other camera was capturing video right to the computer, probably sound and all. Worse than that was the last realization I had, Dean would send the pictures and the videos to my husband as I’d requested before things had gone too far, and I had no way to stop him!

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The Guy With A Nice Ass
8/1/2013 (edited 4/21/2019)
Another night at the bar. Tonight, I couldn’t help myself. Every time this guy walked past I would stare at his ass. I mean–it was round, it looked tight, and I was feeling a little buzz from my drinking so my inhibitions were practically nonexistent. Then there is that awkward moment when he walked back to his table of friends and looked at my reflection in the mirror that clearly showed that I had my eyes glued on his beautiful, round ass. I looked up into the mirror and saw that he caught me gawking and our eyes locked for that brief moment–busted! I swiveled back in my bar stool and faced the bartender for what seemed like an interminable moment; too fucking embarrassed by my obvious ogling. I finished my beer and stepped outside to have a cigarette. The breeze was hot and humid and since I was hot and horny it made me more uncomfortable. I cupped my hand around the match as I lit the cigarette and took a deep drag. “Do you mind if I bum a cigarette?” I heard someone say as they walked up to me. It comes with the territory. Whenever you smoke someone is bound to walk up and ask. I was slightly annoyed but when I looked up it was him–the ass guy. I fumbled with the pack, tapped it and he took the proffered gift. He smiled and rested the unlit cig on his lower lip. It dangled there. I took a drag from mine before I handed it over for him to put the tip of my ember smoke-stick to the tip of his. He inhaled life into his cigarette. “Thanks,” he said in a voice that startled because it was deep yet soft, like distant rumbling thunder. “I caught you staring at my ass.” It was an obvious accusation that wasn’t tinged with anger but more like bemusement. “I get that a lot.” I shrugged. What could I say? Where bahis şirketleri was this leading? I continued to smoke in silence, refusing to be embarrassed any further. I was cool. Acted calm. Inside I was a whirlwind of horniness.

Blue-white smoke lingered above my head and dissipated only to be followed by small clouds that I exhaled and were lit by the neon that advertised the bar. “My name’s Mark,” I shook his extended hand. A nice tight grip from a strong calloused hand. “Lue’,” I replied. “Louie?” He asked. “Close enough,” not bothering to correct him. He then offered to take our drinking to his place if I’d be interested. I was.

His place was a typical apartment. Earth-tone furniture with white walls that made you feel that you were inside an ice box without it being cool. The refrigerator look. He walked to his kitchen and yes I looked at the movements of his ass while he went to get the beer. I think he knew I was staring. It was warm inside, but that only made the cold beer he offered more satisfying. He pulled off his shirt. “I’m hot,” he said. I smiled not knowing how he meant it. I envied that he had hair on his chest that swirled around his nipples, covered his pecs and trailed down past his belly button leaving me to imagine the bush above his cock. Was his ass hairy too I wondered? My dick began to swell.

He talked about how he was curious and never had sex with another guy. I’ve never been the person to break someone in and this made me slightly nervous but added to my excitement. He talked and while he did he undressed me. He was taking the lead on this one. It’s like I was in his dream and living his fantasy. I did not resist but did assist. Damn, I loved the dimples above his ass cheeks–those diacritical marks that are accents tipobet giriş I find fucking erotic. He had peach-fuzz ass cheeks with dark curls of hair in his crack. My cock was like a massive NASA rocket pointing skyward toward the heavens; my ball sack resting on the edge of the sofa cushion. He knelt in front of me and my dick vanished inside his hot wet mouth. I appreciated the care he took not to scrap my cock with his teeth, something that comes to a man instinctively and women have to be trained not to do. He was good. My dick was being lubricated as he slobbered like a hungry k** sucking on a Popsicle. Then he stood up, turned around and positioned his ass above my cock. My mushroom cock-head kissed the snowflake butt hole and I helped by holding the base of my cock so that it would slowly inch it’s way in. There was instant resistance. “Take deep breaths, relax,” I encouraged. Damn it was tight, but then it happened. The penetration. My cock head disappeared and his butt cheeks tightened drawing my cock further in and making the sensation even more intense. He put his hands on top of my legs while I placed mine on his sides guiding him down moving deeper and deeper inside him. His hamstrings finally rested atop of my legs and my cock was completely engulfed. My dick brushed against his prostate and he whimpered in pleasure.

I ran my hands up his sides and over his chest, down his abdomen and across the tops of his legs. He bent down moving his torso closer to his knees then began to move away and then back into me. It was then that he started to move like a piston; slowly at first and then faster and faster. I leaned back against the sofa and let him move up and down on my cock as his balls were slapping against mine every time he tipobet güvenilir mi backed into me. I was fucking that beautiful ass I had been admiring earlier that evening.

I fucked him standing up. I fucked him bending over the coffee table. My cock and his ass were one. If he was on his stomach I pummeled his tight ass. I fucked him while we rested on our sides. He made me lie on my back and spun around with my cock still in his ass while he faced me and then moved up and down on my cock. Then I sat up and force him to lie on his back missionary style and fucked him that way. A “V” as his legs were lifted up and I plunged into him. Then he moved his legs up over my shoulders and he bent them pulling me on top of him and I stared into his eyes as I leaned in to kiss him as I continued to fuck him. I fucked him for what seemed like hours. He would pull me in with his hands, or legs, or with his begging that pleaded for me to fuck him harder or to slow down. Sweat was glistening on our bodies. Droplets of sweat refracted rainbow prisms and the slapping of my flesh against his as my hips crashed against those cheeky cushions. “I’m cumming,” I said through a grimace of pleasure. “Don’t pull out he said.” I increased my thrusts and he lay on his back his cock was as hard as mine, mine was inside him. He arched his back and pushed his ass up hard against my dick as he started to shoot pearly streams of cum over his hairy chest. My cock swelled and then I started to breed his hot, tight ass. We came in unison. I filled his ass while his cock drained cum over his face, chest and washboard abdomen. I’m not one to taste another man’s cum, but this night I bent down and took the cum off his face with my lips and transferred it to his mouth while we kissed. We French kissed as our tongues swirled his cum in both our mouths. My dick was spent but still hard. I rested on top of him as he wrapped his legs around mine, put his arms around my back and hugged me. A physical embrace that said thank you in a way words could never do.

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