7 comments/ 28807 views/ 11 favorites I Fucked Peter North!!!! By: marriedpervs This story is based on actual events that happened to me recently. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent and to ignite the fantasy within me. My real estate business is based in Melbourne, but thanks to some creative management and hard work, I lave much of the day-to-day business to my staff now, and prefer myself to explore the fun side of the business. Recently I had a call from a lawyer friend who works on the Gold Coast. He had a client in the USA that had contacted him seeking a medium-sized luxury apartment and asked me if I would be interested in splitting the commission with him. Naturally I agreed, the chance to head north and soak up some sun, whilst working on an exciting project just the thing to pass the time as my husband, Steve, was immersed in the last few weeks of the football season with his work. So, I found myself seated in the Qantas Club at Melbourne airport waiting for my flight, scanning my contacts and setting up inspections for my client. The brief was specific yet simple: A medium-sized, private apartment, walking distance to the beach, and in a building no more than five years old. The client was not interested in renting it out, preferring to purchase outright and then fly down from the States each winter to escape the cold now that he had retired from his business. I had no more information than that, apart from the contact number of Jason, my lawyer friend. I was to advise Jason when I had organised at least three properties for the client to inspect - he would check them out on the we first, and then, if satisfied, he would fly down and inspect personally. I booked my usual suite at the Hilton on the Gold Coast and after the short flight, Jason's P.A. Russell met me at the airport and drove me to the hotel. I had packed a couple of suitcases because I was not certain how long it might take to complete my assignment and didn't want to be caught short. The room is one of my favourite places in this country of ours. It has two bedrooms, a large living area, kitchen and the most magnificent bathroom - all with spectacular views over the amazing Gold Coast beaches. It also has an incredible pool which overlooks the beach, and it is less than 200 metres to the golden sands and the famous Gold Coast foreshore. I spent the first couple of hours unpacking and enjoying a nice lunch with a glass of wine whilst continuing my homework. Just before dinner time, I felt a little tired so I decided to head down to the gym and soak my body in the spa as I knew the next few days would be busy. I put on a one-piece swimsuit, then wrapped myself in the wonderfully luxurious fluffy gown, put on the complimentary slippers and headed for the elevator. Six floors down and I was at the gym, where a new face greeted me. "Greetings, ma'am. A swim or perhaps a massage?" asked the handsome young attendant with a European accent. "Just a soak in the spa today, thanks," I replied, smiling and heading towards the place I had spent so many hours over the past three years. I lay in the large spa tub thankful to be alone and at peace, my eyes closing and my mind drifting until I heard voices and opened my eyes to see a young couple entering the spa room. Newlyweds, I guessed, the woman in her late twenties, a large solitaire shining next to a golden band on her left hand. The man was slightly older, handsome, and with an amazing six-pack, just the way I liked them. Dark hair, dark eyes, smouldering. Gorgeous. I decided to stay a while, and then, after they had settled into the warm water, I stood, facing away from the youngsters, my taught butt cheeks framed by the white material of my wet one-piece suit. I know my legs and ass are still in good condition, and I enjoyed the teasing nature of my exit from the spa. I know, I know, it's naughty, but hey, you only live once and I am addicted to teasing, so what the hell! Back in the room there was a message on my mobile from Jason. He said Russell would be at my disposal as long as I needed him, and to ring him when I was ready. The next morning I spent three hours setting up inspections and appointments as I enjoyed a lovely buffet breakfast overlooking the beach. I called Russell and arranged for him to pick me up at one, with four scheduled inspections that afternoon, and three the next morning. I had a busy couple of days, but by the time the second days' inspections were done, I had chosen four properties that I felt matched the client's brief. I rang Jason and emailed him the four links and he said he would contact his client and get back to me. My work finished for the time being, I decided it was time to relax and enjoy myself for a while. I rang Steve and he was in Perth, so I figured I would head out to dinner somewhere and maybe catch a show or a movie. I showered and noticed my pussy was a little hairy, so I spent some time shaving myself smooth once more. I know many girls these days have their pubic regions lasered, but I prefer to leave my winter woolies on when not spending much time in a bikini, so I still shave when the need is there. This also gives me an amazing sense of smoothness and I know Steve thoroughly enjoys licking and tonguing my freshly shaved pussy, so who am I to argue? I had some new underwear, so I slipped on a black lace g-string and matching bra. Yes, I am old fashioned, I still prefer the look and feel of g-string panties over the modern boy-peg style. Call me crazy but I think men still love knowing that a woman has a small thin piece of material encased in her butt crack when she is wearing tight pants or a nice fitted skirt or dress. Over the matching black lace set I put a red dress with a plunging neckline and a pair of black classic heels which matched my small clutch purse. Simple diamante earrings rounded off the ensemble and I headed down the elevator to the lobby where Russell was waiting. "Wow, Ma'am, you looked fantastic!" he said, his eyes lighting up like candles. It was the most animated I had seen him in the three years we have known each other. Usually he was all business, very professional and quiet. I enjoyed the change, appreciating the compliment. "Thanks, Russell. That's very nice of you. Can we head to Jupiter's please? I have reservations at Entwine at 8.30pm" "Certainly, ma'am." He has always called me 'ma'am' and I smiled at the professional manner he always addressed me, wondering what he might be like when his black suit was off. Would he be well hung? Muscled? I could tell he was not overweight, but it was difficult to tell if he worked out as he always wore the same outfit. We arrived after the short drive south to Jupiters and I entered the Casino lobby and was shown to Entwine by the concierge, Lewis. My table was in the corner, with a view over the fountains and the glass atrium area which I loved. It was private, but allowed me to still watch everyone who entered the building, a fact that I appreciated as my champagne was delivered by a latino waiter with an amazingly tight ass and a pair of muscled arms. I smiled at him as he asked me if there was anything else he could do for me. Mentally I asked him to take me right there, under the table, but in reality, I replied. "No, thank you. Not right now." The champagne was delightful and the meal exquisite. It was still early when I finished dinner so I headed to the upstairs gaming room for some roulette, which I love. I put down $200 and then spent the next thirty minutes or so playing my usual numbers: 0, 8 and 11. I have no particular system or logical way of playing, I just like to cover my lucky numbers (8 & 11) and the zero always appeals to me for some reason. Anyway, I was rolling along without luck, when I caught sight of a man playing on the table about five metres away. Our eyes locked as I looked up and he did the same. Just as I was starting to smile back at him, the dealer called 'Zero' and I won 35:1 on my five dollar chip! I momentarily looked away from Mr.Handsome as the chips were pushed my way, and when I looked up again, he was gone! An hour later I had managed to win five more times and left with a rather large sum compared to my starting $200. Russell escorted me up to my room and then politely excused himself. That night, with a few champagnes, the winnings and the thought of Mr.Handsome filling my head, my fingers explored my swollen clitoris as I lay in bed. My mind was filled with erotic images as I pleasured myself to orgasm with the curtains wide open and the bedside table light on. The next day as I waited to hear back from Jason I decided to hit the beach, rather than the hotel pool. I was restless and needed some excitement, and so, I put on one of my more modest (tiny!) bikinis, grabbed my towel, sunnies and tanning oil and headed across the road to the beach. It was a hot day, and I had to constantly cover myself with tanning lotion to prevent burning, but I was developing a really nice glow from the sun. As it was still winter in Melbourne I marvelled at the warmth upon my body and began to doze off in the midday heat. "Careful lady, you're gonna burn there if you're not careful." A shadow was blocking my sun as I squinted to see who was speaking to me. "Oh, my apology, am I blocking your sun? Well, just as well, honey, cos you're going to end up toast if you don't look out!" He was a cocky bastard, I decided. His accent also told me he was American, and not from these parts. "Thank you for your concern. I'm quite well acquainted with our aussie sun, and my lotion is 30 plus." I played coy, pretending to be disinterested. In reality, I was marvelling at the six-pack and hunky arms on this stud as he chastised me about sunburn. Without another word being spoken, Mr Cocky dropped down his towel next to me, grabbed my lotion and squirted some onto his hands. Before I had a chance to speak, he started rubbing it on my shoulders and arms. "What on earth do you think you're doing?" I asked in mock shock. "It's pretty obvious, sugar. Someone has to take care of you. It's clear you ain't one for taking advice!" His hands felt strong and warm on my skin, and so, as he continued to apply my lotion, I relaxed a little and began to enjoy his work. Half an hour later we were in the water splashing about, and I was having a lovely time with Mr Cocky. It turned out he was actually an accountant from Iowa in the USA and was here on vacation. He had never really spent time on the beach back home and so was really enjoying the sun and surf of the Gold Coast. After swimming around for a while we returned to our towels on the sand and as I was drying off my body, making sure to towel my boobs slowly, and exaggerating the movement of my butt as I wiped my cheeks dry, my mobile rang. It was Jason. "Dee, honey. Great news! The client loves two of your recommendations and wants to fly out tomorrow. Can you set up inspections for Saturday afternoon? I'll get back to you once you have confirmed, ok?" "That's great, Jase!" I said. "I'll get onto it right away and get back to you asap." I hung up and Mr Cocky was standing there still dripping wet, his muscled torso rippling in the sun, his gorgeous eyes making my pussy melt and my nipples harden in the sun. "Honey, it's been a fun afternoon, but that call was work, and I have to go. I'm sorry, but thanks for the sunscreen lotion! I knew he was shattered, and thought we were going to get it on, but I had bigger fish to fry and needed to get to work setting up the inspections. I gathered my things, and then, after smiling at Mr Cocky, walked off towards to the hotel, making sure that my bum wiggled just a little more than usual. Back in my room I quickly went to work, and by dinner time I had the appointments made, contacted Jason to confirm times, and hit the shower. Once the water hit my back I realised I must have been in the sun a little too long, just like Mr Cocky had said, because my shoulder stung as the hot water hit them. I lathered up my whole body and enjoyed the feeling of the tanning lotion, all slippery on my boobs and body as I cleaned it off. By the time I finished my shower, my nipples were swollen and I was very horny! I stepped out of the shower and towelled myself dry, admiring myself in the mirror as I grabbed the dryer and started to blow dry my hair. Saturday morning dawned hot and sunny, and I had a wonderful buffet breakfast at the hotel. Russell picked me up just before midday and I headed to the first of the inspections. Jason had organised Russell to collect both he and the client from Jason's office at one, and the first appointment was for 1.30pm. Sitting in the car alone, my mind wandered to the identity of the mystery client from the USA. Jason had said sweet little, and I always respected client's wishes for privacy, but inside I was quite excited that I was about so show an American client through two stunning homes that I had chosen for him based on the brief. The fact that Jason had also agreed to split the commission with me added to my excitement as both apartments were well over the million dollar mark and my commission would be considerable. As Russell parked the car outside Jason's office building, I stayed in the car and waited for Jason and the client. While waiting I checked my appearance to make sure everything was in place. Heels were elegant yet high. My long legs were encased in my new Guess leggings, skin tight and slightly shiny, just the way I like them. My blouse was a white shimmery material which was just see-through, and underneath I wore a brand new bra which was skin coloured so only the slight outline was visible. I'm not one to flash black lingerie under see-through tops, as I find that look a little cheap, but I knew the bra was clearly visible for those wanting to stare. As I was checking my nails, there was a knock on the limousine door and Russell opened it, and a man climbed in. I couldn't see him clearly until Jason also climbed in, kissing me on the cheek. As I kissed him back, my eyes almost popped out of my head! The client was none other than my all-time favourite porn star, Mr. Dumpmaster himself, Peter North! I was speechless! "Dee, please meet, Peter. Peter, Dee, your agent!" He leaned forward and shook my hand, then kissed me on the cheek. Blushing, I shook his hand in return before leaning back in my seat, trying desperately to recover my lost breath! In that delightful American accent, he said, "Lovely to finally meet you, Dee. I can't wait to see what you have in store for me today." My eyes opened widely as he settled into the seat opposite, next to Jason, and we headed off. The car ride to the first home was a complete blur. I was truly starstruck. Now, I know most people will ask how the hell I knew who Peter North was, but let me say this. I have had a total obsession with Peter North since I saw my very first porn movie in late high school days. The star of that movie was none other than Peter North, and I remember marvelling at his amazing body, good looks and of course, huge cock that spurted rope after rope of hot, sticky cum all over the face of the actress in that movie. As we arrived at the first apartment block, we stepped from the car and the courier was waiting with the keys for me. I took them and opened the front door, turned off the alarm, and then invited Peter and Jason inside. Peter was dressed in classy black trousers and a nice shirt, and he was older than I thought he would be. However, he was still very handsome and as I showed him through the first home, we enjoyed each other's company. Upstairs I was explaining the view and the features, but was really just swimming on an air of excitement being in the company of my greatest fantasy on the planet! "This a lovely home, Dee. You chose well. It is perfect. So tell me, does the beach get very busy?" The home was located just south of Miami beach and a little quieter that the actual Cold Coast area. I had spent many days over the years exploring the golden beaches of the coast, but I deferred to Jason's superior local knowledge. "This place is pretty quiet compared to Surfer's Paradise, but it still gets busy in the main seasons. Mainly tourists renting places up here for holidays." "Ok, well I adore this place, but let's head to the second one to compare," said Peter. Climbing back into the car we chatted and enjoyed a glass of champagne as we headed north to the second home I had chosen for Peter. The chat was relaxed and pleasant, and I was careful not to make any comments that gave away the fact that I knew who Peter was. I was doing my absolute best to stay cool and not embarrass either the client or myself, when Peter took my breath away. "So, Dee. Tell me, is there a Mr.Bennett?" I spluttered on my champagne. "Um, yes. Steve. His name is Steve." I managed to blurt out, wondering if he was genuinely interested or was flirting with me a little. "Of course there is. A woman of your age with your looks would not be single." I blushed. "OOh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you, Dee. That was meant to be a compliment. After all, you're stunning, and you can't blame me for asking." "No, no, it's fine. I just didn't expect that question from........well, you know, you." I nervously sipped my champagne, feeling flushed from embarrassment once more. "Me? Why not from me, Dee? " he asked quizzically. "Well, you know. A famous........actor like you. I just didn't think you'd be the least bit interested in whether I was married or not." Another sip of the champagne, which Jason politely topped up as he saw my glass was now empty. "OOoh, I see. So, you know who I am I take it? And just who do you think I am?" he asked. I was totally mortified, but knew I had to answer. "Well, excuse me for thinking this, but I think you're Peter North, the famous porn star." He looked at Jason, and both men then smiled and laughed loudly. "Well, well well," stated Peter. "Indeed I am, Dee. Now tell me, how does a pretty little aussie woman like you know who the hell Peter North is?" I gulped down the second glass of champagne in one go. "I have seen much of your.........your work." I replied. I knew my face was bright red from the embarrasment of admitting I knew who he was. He was probably the best known male porn star of all time after all, and I knew both Jason and he were surprised that I actually knew about that kind of thing. "I see. And just what do you think of my .........my work, Dee" he asked, staring me right in the eye. "I l......I admire it very much," I replied, looking away as I felt the flush of my cheeks engulf me. Just as he was about to say something, Russell announced we had arrived at the second apartment I had organised. It was perfect timing, saving me from further embarrassment. As Russell held the door open for me I quickly walked to the courier who once again was there to meet us with the keys and security details. This second apartment was right on the beach and in the golden mile of Hedges Avenue on the Gold Coast. This one was everything the first one wasn't. It was opulent, brand new, overlooking one of the best stretches of beach in the country. It even had a spa on the balcony overlooking the beach and I actually really liked this place. I remember when I found it I imagined what it would be liked to sit in the spa sipping champagne and watching the beach below. The embarrassment of the conversation in the limo was momentarily forgotten as I went into realtor mode, explaining to Peter the house and the location. This time for some reason Jason stayed behind drinking a beer with Russell, as I escorted Peter into the apartment and began to explain the internal features. I Fucked Peter North!!!! I was very nervous, as I was showing this apartment to the man I had watched fuck more than anyone else on earth apart from my husband. I knew his face, his body, his cock, even his cum better than almost any other man on the planet. It felt weird yet totally exciting being in the same room as him, let alone showing him the house. My nipples were on fire and my pussy was aching with confusion. We chatted about the various aspects of the apartment, and he loved the master bedroom, taking a few minutes to sit on the bed and just stroke the satin linen that was on the doona and pillow cases. The balcony was indeed stunning, and as I opened the glass doors and walked out onto the tiled surface, my heels clicked audibly. "AAaaah, the sexiest sound I know of," he said. "The heels?" I asked. "Yes. There is nothing as sexy as a woman's heels clicking on the floor as she walks. I love that." I paused in my breath as I turned and faced the man I had masturbated over perhaps more than even my husband. I was about to speak, when he spoke first. "Actually, I am wrong. The sexiest sound on earth is a woman cumming, don't you agree, Dee?" He was eyeballing me, and those dark eyes were making me melt. "I...I...I guess so." What a limp response that was! "So tell me," he said, "What have you seen of my work? What do you like best?" God he was getting me hot but embarrassing me at the same time. "Well......ummm, I guess...." "Oooh, come on, Dee - it's ok, I know everyone's seen my stuff. I just wondered if you had something that grabbed your attention, but let it go honey. Let's see the rest of this amazing place, ok?" I smiled, then turned and walked towards the living room which had the most amazing white leather couch facing a giant tv. The rest of the afternoon was a blur, and I found myself really warming to Peter. He was everything a woman would fantasize about, funny, charming and polite. The early embarrassment disappeared as we spent time chatting about the apartment, the Gold Coast as a possible vacation spot for him, and why he had decided to choose Australia rather than any other part of the world. In the limousine on the way back to his hotel, Jason chatted about the two apartments, and was in full 'closing mode' as I call it, when an agent is attempting to nail a client down on a sale. When we arrived at my hotel, Peter was the perfect gentleman. "Well, Dee. It has been a true delight meeting you. Thanks for finding and showing me the two apartments. It has definitely been worth the trip coming down here and I am sure we will catch up soon." He leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek very softly, and I let out a slight moan at the thought of being kissed by the man who I had fantasized about fucking a million times! "I'll be in touch, Dee. Thanks for doing such a splendid job as always, and thanks for respecting our client's privacy, too!" said Jason as Russell opened the door to let me out. Stepping from the limousine into the fresh air I felt completely flushed as Russell escorted me into the hotel foyer. "Quite a day, Miss?" asked Russell. "You could say that!" I said, smiling back at him. The first thing I did when I arrived back at my room was pour myself a long glass of mineral water. I needed to come down from the whirlwind of the day meeting Peter North and so I put on my bikini, grabbed a towel and headed for the the sauna and pool area of the hotel to unwind. Thankfully when I arrived at the sauna noone else was in there, and I lay myself down completely on the timber seating, closed my eyes and relaxed, thinking about all that had transpired that afternoon. As I was thinking about his face, my mind kept taking back to his porno moives that I loved so much. That cock, the cum, the endless streams of cum that Peter North is legendary for, and I found my hand wandering to my pussy region in response. Before I knew it my hand had snaked it's way under my bikini bottom and my fingers had found my already swollen clit. It too me just minutes to masturbate myself to orgasm right there in the sauna as images of Peter cumming all over my tits, my face and my mouth consumed me. The mind-shattering orgasm was just what I needed to release the pent-up sexual tension that had been flying between myself and my famous client. Just as I was coming down from my orgasmic high, the door opened and I sat up with a start, shocked. "Simply beautiful!" It was an older man standing in a towel, having just entered the sauna. My eyes were wide with embarrassment for the umpteenth time that afternoon as I faced the stranger who had clearly just watched me masturbate. "I....I'm sorry, I had no idea anyone was watching. Excuse me." I grabbed my towel and left the sauna quickly. I needed some relief from the stress of being seen playing with myself and so I decided to have a spa to relax, and spent the next half hour enjoying the buffetting from some bubbling water, before climbing out and heading back to my room. I felt much better, having relieved not only the sexual tension with my fingers, but also the muscular tension in the spa. I showered and was sitting in the fluffy robe eating some strawberries watching TV when my phone rang. It was Jason. "Well, Dee, great news! Peter has decided to buy the second place after your open for inspection and he wants to know if you're free for dinner to celebrate?" I was over the moon with excitement! "OOooh, absolutely!" I said, and within minutes I was choosing the outfit to wear to dinner with my all-time favourite porn star client. Russell collected me at seven and dropped me at Palazzo Versace where we apparently had a table booked for a private dinner. I was expecting Jason to be joining us, but when I got there, I was met only by the concierge who escorted me to a private suite where Peter was waiting. "Dee," he kissed me on the cheek, "You look stunning." It was a warm night on the Gold Coast and I had wanted to make a good impression so I wore my white dress with the patterned design on the back. It is a stunning dress and is slightly see-through. I chose to wear a fleshy coloured lacey bra and a tiny g-string panty that could be seen from behind if anyone wanted to look closely. I wore simple white heels and jewellery with a small white clutch. I put my hair up which my husband always liked because he said it shows off my eyes better. "Thanks," I said, my eyes lowering away from his handsome face. We sat opposite each other and Peter passed me a glass of champagne to celebrate. "Here's to my new home and thanks to you for your wonderful service." We toasted and sipped the lovely champagne. There was a slight pause and an awkward silence. My mind was racing. I had fantasized about fucking this man all my life. I wish I had a dollar for every time I found myself watching him on my computer or tv screen cumming all over a woman, wishing it was me he was hosing down with is amazing blasts of cum juice. "So, Dee. Jason tells me you're quite the fan of my work?" I froze with embarrassment once more. I made a mental note to kick Jason in the balls next time I saw him! "Well, yes. I must admit that at my age you were the main man in most of the porn movies I have watched over the years." "It's funny, because I have rarely found a woman who is interested in me outside of my work. Seems the fact I'm a porn actor who has banged more women than I've had hot dinners puts most attractive women off. Truth is I've really only ever had one serious relationship in my life and that was with a guy back in college. You knew I stared doing gay porn, right?" I neally choked as I sipped my champagne. I recalled my husband, Steve, showing me some really early movies of Peter's when he was known as a gay actor before he moved to manstream and became a huge star because of his amazing cum loads. "Ummm, well, I had heard rumours but I was never sure if that was true, or not."I lied. After all, I didn't want Peter North thinking I was a porn addict......even though that is what I consider myself to be. "Yep. Playd round a little when I was young. Got sick of it though and haven't really been back in thirty years or so. Besdies, I never really had the need. So, now that you've finished working and done such a fantastic job finding me an 'Aussie Hideway', tell me more about you. What make you tick?" The next hour or so passed with us having a really nice time chatting, and I found myself relaxing and actually enjoying his company. The Peter North I had seen on the screen was the same physically, still handsome despite being in his late fifties, but he was much more than that. He was charming, funny and seemed genuinely interested in getting to know more about life in Australia. By the time the waiter cleared the table I was totally relaxed and enjoying myself in the presence of my porn idol. "Shall we head up to my room and chat some more?" he asked, standing and offering to take my hand. I knew this was the point of no return between us and my greatest opportunity to ever find out if the man was as good as the porn star in bed. My mind thought of my husband, Steve, and for a few seconds I considered not joining him upstairs. But then my loins took over, and the humming feeling in my pussy made me take him by the hand and follow him to the elevator. Just then my phone rang! It was Steve, my husband. "Hi, babe, How's the big secret client deal going?" I blushed as Peter smiled at me as I spoke to my husband. "Hi, Steve. It's great! In fact, the 'client' has agreed to purchase the Hedges Avenue place and we are celebrating as we speak!" I turned away from Peter in a feeble attempt to get some privacy. "That's great, honey. Well, I have good news too. I'm coming home and have the next two weeks off, so I thought we might spend a bit of time together. Sound good?" I was totally thrilled, as Steve rarely had that much time off in one go. The problem was, I was standing in the hotel with Peter North, my lifelong fantasy man and it was clear that we were about to take our previously professional relationship to the next level! "That sounds fantastic, honey. I'll be home tomorrow so we can make plans." When I finished the call Peter asked me who it was. "My hubby, Steve." Despite my attraction to Peter, and the opportunity to act on my ultimate fantasy, I realised I should politely decline his offer to go up to his room and head back to my hotel, a happily married, yet frustrated, married woman. "I think I should head back to my hotel, Peter. I don't trust myself if I don't!" He laughed. "Well, Dee. I wouldn't want you to do anything you didn't want to do, honey!" Two days later I was home and was in the shower relaxing. As the water casded over my boobs and down between my legs, I lathered up and soaped my whole body, my hands exploring my special, sexy places. I closed my eyes and thought of what ight have happened if I had gone up to Peter North's room that day. My left hand dropped to play with my clitoris and my right hand fondled my boobs, the soapy bubbles making them all slippery, my nipples stiffening in the warmth of the water as I imagined what it might have been like to drop to my knes and suck the cock I knew so well from his porn movies. I played with myself hard and fast, the sexual tension caused by the thoughts of taking his cock in my mouth, and then letting him fuck me with that magnificent shaft driving me towards an orgasm. As I imagined his fucking me, my fingers worked their magic on my clit, and I pinched and tugged at my own nipples. I was totally fucking horny as I frigged myself, imagining now that I was cumming on his cock, as he pulled it out, and then forced me to drop to my knees in front of him. As I fantasized about his amazing cock in front of my face, his hand now pumping his cock the ay I had watched him do hundreds of time in porn movies, I started to climax. As I imagined his shaft spewing spurt after spurt of amazing cum all over my face, tits, neck and belly, my mouth open, tongue out, my fingers brought me to a thunderous orgasm as I shook and thrashed upon my own fingers, the hot water washing the bubbles and my own juices all over my throbbing clit and swollen nipples. I moaned and shook as I started to cum down from the huge orgasm, and when my mind cleared of the images of Peter North's cock spewing cum all over me, I opened my eyes and jumped as I gasped. There, smiling and with his own hard cocks pumping in his fist, was my husband, Steve. He looked amazing, his pants rounds his ankles, his hard, fat cock in his fist being slowly pumped as he watched me cum down from my orgasm. I was totally turned on and Steve was the same, and so I stepped dripping wet from the shower. I dropped to my knees and took his hard cock into my mouth, sucking on it fast and aggressively. I sucked and sucked, my fist also pumping the shaft up and down as Steve gripped my head by my hair and held on for the ride. I guess the time spent with Peter North had caused me to build up lots of sexual tension because, despite the fact I had just cum fingering myself in the shower, i was ravenous for my husband to cum in my mouth. In fact, as I knelt there on the bath mat in front of the shower, my body still dripping wet and soaped up with a few remaining bubbles, I literally sucked the cum out of my husband's cock in record time. As I felt the first spurt of cum spew forth from Steve's cock, I swallowed and gulped it down without missing a beat. Then, as he jerked his hips and pumped a few more jets of sperm into my hungry, slutty mouth, I managed to gulp it all down before licking his wonderful shaft clean using my tongue, staring him in the eyes as I gave him the most wicked head-job I had done in ages. "Wow! I guess I have Peter North to thank for that, huh?" I wiped the small amount of cum that had escaped my lips on my hand, then nastily licked the remnants from the back of my hand. "Guess so!" I said, before exaggerating the nastiness of what I had done by repeating the licking and gulping of the sperm off my hand. "Well, then let's hope he buys plenty more houses from you, babe! That was some headjob! Mind you, I also found it fucking hot watching you frig yourself in the shower too. Did it show?" We just burst into laughter at the erotic way we had just mauled each other, and also at the fact that we both recognised the effect Peter North had over us. You see Steve and I had watched almost all those porn movies with him in them over the years and we shared our admiration for his amazing cock and cumshots. The next day I was back in the office when my secretary, Julie, buzzed me on the phone from reception. She was very excited. "Dee!! There's a guy on the phone and I think it's that Mr.North you told me about from the Queensland deal!" I smiled into the phone. "Oh? How do you know, Jules?," I asked. "Well, he has an american accent, and he sounds, well, older......you know?" "Oooh he sounds older, does he?" I laughed at that, remembering that Julie was only 27 and that at Peter's age he might indeed seem old to her. "Well, thanks, Jules. Tell him I'm just on another call and will be free in a minute, ok." I needed a minute to get my head together, excited that he had rung me but a bit nervous too, and so I asked for the slight delay as I usually did when I needed to gather my thoughts. I also figured it would be ok to make him wait a little bit too, as I was sure he was used to getting everything he wanted whenever he wanted it. A minute later, I pressed the flashing light on my phone. "Dee Bennett," I said, all professional. "Well, Hello there Dee Bennett. It's Peter North here. Remember me? I bought an apartment from you on the Gold Coast." The cheeky bastard was playing my game. "Of course I know who you are, Peter. I've studied your work for years, remember?" I felt like a naughty schoolgirl. "How could I forget?" he said. "And on that score, I was wondering if I might invite you and your husband, Steve to come to my place so I can thank you properly? I'm having a huge birthday party next week and I was hoping you'd both come. My treat. How about it, Dee?" I was floored. "Umm, wow, I would love to, Peter, but let me just check with Steve, ok?" "By all means, Dee, but just be aware that I've already rung him this morning and spoken to him too. He tells me he has the next two weeks off work which is perfect timing! Give him a ring and chat about it, ok? I'll ring you back tonight because if you can make it I will organise flights for you and stuff." I was silent on the other end digesting what he had just said. He'd spoken with Steve, and he was offering to pay for our flights. "I am totally blown away by your invite, Peter. I'll chat with Steve and we'll be ready for your call, I promise." "Ok, talk soon then!" And with that he hung up and was gone. I sank back into my leather chair and digested what had just happened. Legendary porn star, Peter North, the man whose cock I had lusted after more than anyone on earth apart from my husband, had offered to fly myself and my husband to the USA to celebrate his birthday. I was in shock, but my body was responding too. My nipples were throbbing and my pussy was pulsing at the thought of seeing him again. I dialled Steve's number, excited. "Babe - can you believe it? Can we make it? Shall we? Are you ok with it?" I was hyperactive speaking to him on the phone and soooooo excited by his offer. "Well, sure! I have the next two weeks off anyway so why don't we go? It might be fun to meet your all-time fantasy man in the flesh after all these years of you imagining it was him when we fuck!" I was a bit embarrassed by my husband's comments, but he was also right! "OOOooh, honey! Don't say that! But, yes, it might be fun to see how a porn star lives in real life, and he did say he had spoken to you about it." "Yep. He rang me earlier. I almost dropped the phone when he tld me who it was! You know I have spent about twenty-five years wishing I owned a cock like his and could cum like he does! Anyway, as I said, honey, I'm good with it, so what the hell, let's go!" Three days later we boarded the plane and found ourselves flying business-class to L.A. thanks to Peter North, porn legend. On the flight we were ike giddy schoolkids! Steve was excited because he hadn't had a break from work for ages, and I was keen to see Peter again, despite being totally happy with my marriage. It wasn't everyday you flew round the world to help a legendary porn star celebrate their birthday! We were met at LAX by a chauffeur who drove us to Peter's home. It was gorgeous and was perched on a hilltop overlooking the beach just above Malibu beach on a street called Clifftop Way. As we climbed out of the limousine Peter walked out and met us in person. "Wow, Dee, great to see you again, honey!" He took my hand and kissed me on the cheek. "And you must be Steve?" He shook Steve's hand and gave him one of those hugs american guys give each other where they pat each other on the back. We were shown inside and I must say the home was beautiful and classy. I admit I had been wondering what kind of home a legendary porn star would live in, imagining all kinds of erotic things, but in truth, the house and proparty were simply classy and beautiful. Of course there was a wonderful pool with an attached large spa both overlooking the ocean below, but everything else oozed class and homeliness. The biggest shock came when we were shown to our room, because, standing there fluffing up the pillows, was a stunning woman whom I guessed was in her early forties. She had long, wavy brown hair and was wearing workout pants and a baggy tshirt over some amazing curves. She had bare feet and I know Steve took a double take as he checked her out. I Fucked Peter North!!!! "Dee and Steve, this is my wife, Janey. Janey, this is the agent I have told you so much about and her husband, Steve." I'm not sure why, but I didn't expect Peter North, porn star, to have a wife! The rest of the day was spent getting settled and sitting around the pool. The party was planned for the next night and so Steve and I did some sightseeing and generally enjoyed Peter and Janey's company. The day of the party Janey asked me if I wanted to join her at the beauty parlour to prepare. I was delighted and we sent a wonderful day getting to know each other as we had our hair done, nails done, and then did some shopping which I adored! The guys spent the day bonding and getting things set up for the party. At seven o'clock we dressed and headed to the loungeroom area where we found Peter sitting having a quiet drink as the caterers did their thing. "Wow, Dee, you look amazing, honey. I'm so glad you and Steve could make it for my birthday. I'm sure you're going to have a fun time meting my friends." I was wearing black skin-tight leather leggings and heels, and a wonderful glittery top that cut deep between my boobs and showed off what I thought was too much cleavage, but Janey had assured me the other guests would be dressed similar, and so I went with it. Steve loved the outfit and he was wearing cool beige trousers and some loafers, with a cotton shirt on top which highlighted his muscular chest and abs. Peter was wearing a similar outfit to Steve, with light coloured pants and a blue top, and just boat style shoes on his feet. As we approached him sitting at the bar, he leaned forward and kissed me on the cheeks, and my hand instinctively rose to his muscular chest. "I have special gift for you later," he whispered in my ear, my husband, Steve, unable to hear. We spent the next hour or so chatting with friends of Peter and Janey, meeting lots of new people and haveing a few drinks. At one point I excused myself to go to the bathroom and left Steve chatting with an agent friend of Peter's and a couple of young women. In the bathroom I did my thing and then freshened up my face, checked my appearance and headed back towards the party. Just as I turned into the hallway that lead back to the patio area, Peter turned into the hallway and smiled at me. "Dee. It's time for your special gift. Can I borrow you for a little while, honey?" "Of course," I said, accepting his hand as he held it out for me to take. He lead me into a doorway around the corner, and I found myself in what appeared to be his gym. There was a bench press, a few dumbells and barbells, and a full wall of mirrors along one side of the room. There was also a huge TV mounted on one wall and a leather bench style seat with some cushions against one wall facing the TV. I checked my look in the mirrors and noticed that my boobs were looking really nice, my cleavage exposed by the plunging neckline of my top. My leggings were indeed skin tight and the heels made my butt stick out a little. I was pleased with how I looked as Peter walked to a small sound system and flicked on some 'mood' music. I momentarily thought of Steve, chatting with the women upstairs, but my thoughts were snapped from my mind when Peter spoke. "Ok, Dee. So.....I found out you're actually a HUGE fan of my work and so I wanted to thank you for helping me with the apartment down under. Come sit down, and let me show you something before I give you my special thnk you present, ok." I sat next to him on the leather bench, adjusting the pillows to make myself comfortable, and smiled at Peter as he pressed a button on the remote. The screen came to life and the sound was coming from a series of speakers mounted in the roof around the room. Some credits started and then there was a still photo of Peter, his chiseled jaw, perfect hair and awesome abs on show as he smiled at the camera. He was standing topless, wearing jeans and I squirmed in my seat knowing he was sitting right next to me! Suddenly my jaw dropped, as the title of the show we were about to watch appeared on screen. "North's greatest cum shots!" I giggled. "Peter! Really? Aren't you a little........embarrassed?" "Shit, no, Dee! God, I'm proud of my work and besides, at my age I think I still look pretty good!" He was a cocky bastard, and it made me like him even more! "Well! OK, then. Let's see what you've got!" I was totally awestruck thinking of the situation I found myself in, and started once more to wonder what Steve was up to and whether he was wondering where I was. The screen snapped me once more from my thoughts as the scene opened with Peter feeding his amazing cock to a blonde who was struggling to take him in her mouth. I adored seeing him on the TV knowing he was right next to me in person, and I marvelled at the large artery that runs down the middle of the top of his cock. God, I knew his cock in every detail and loved watching the way he was face fucking this blonde. My hands were between my thighs and I shifted once more and looked at Peter. He was studying my face, watching for my reactions. I smiled at him and turned back to watch the action on screen. Upstairs Janey had found Steve wand had escorted him away from the other guests at the party. "Come. I have something special for you." Leading him by the hand she showed him to a room off the main hallway. Inside the room Steve noticed three large screens which were showing various images around the home. The room was a kind of security bunker, but instead of a desk and phone, there was just a leather three-seater couch and a small bar fridge. "What is this room for?" he asked, intrigued. "Let's just say that not only men can be voyeurs, Steve!" Steve was puzzled. "You see, I like to watch. You know, I love to watch Pete with other women. It turns me on. I did some research for Pete and I know that you are also a total voyeur, Steve. I figured you might like to join me here and watch the action around the house. Am I right?" Steve was confused but horny at what Janey had just said. "Ummmm, well, yeah. But...how did you know that? Who did you talk to?" Janey smiled, her big boobs sticking out towards Steve as she leaned forwards. "Your best mate, John, told me he thought you'd be cool and totally love what I had planned. Before Steve had a chance to respond, the centre screen sprung to life and Steve's eyes popped open as the image of his wife, sitting on a couch next to Peter North watching him deposit a huge load of cum all over the face and hair of a blonde woman was in front of him. Janey's hand reached for Steve's thigh as her eyes watched the screen where her husband was chatting to me as a second amazing scene of face fucking began...... I watched intently as one the screen Peter face fucked a lovely asian looking girl with amazingly large nipples but small boobs. On the screen a second man came out and I recognised his face but didn't know his name. "That's Tom, Tom Byron. We've been mates for years. Have you seen him before, Dee?" I blushed. "Yes. Many times." My heart was beating fast and I was watching on screen as Peter took his cock from the woman's mouth and positioned her on her hands and knees. I knew he was going to fuck her and 'Tom' poked his cock towards her face as the two handsome men spit-roasted her right in front of me. It was an incredble scene and I was mesmerized by the threesome evolving on screen. Suddenly I was aware of a hand around me, and I looked left to see Peter smiling at me, his arm reting gently on my shoulder like a teenager at the movies with his first girlfriend! On the sreen the woman started cumming as Peter fucked and fucked with his awesome cock. Tom was now fingering her clit as Peter fucked her through her orgasm and she screamed in pleasure and ecstacy. I was totally turned on and Peter leaned towards me. I was happily married, at a party with my husband, but when Peter North leaned in and lightly kissed me on the lips, I couldn't resist. I returned the kiss and my tongue snaked outwards seeking his, my eyes closed as I realised I was kissing the world's most famous male porn star after watching him fuck on screen. When on screen he pulled his amazing, adorable cock out of the asian woman and sprayed about ten large ropes of cum all over her back I moaned audibly and the kiss became heated, his hand reaching up to find my boobs as I reached a hand forward to find his crutch. Upstairs, Steve was transfixed. Janey's hand snaked it's way to find his cock, giving it a nice squeeze as she watched him watch me kiss her husband on screen. I forgot the screen action as things got heated. Peter was kissing me wildy now, and I wanted this more than anything. I kissed back, my hand finding the incredible cock that I knew so well from my porn movies, but now I wanted to feel it in real life. I knew I was probably the ten thousandth woman to feel it, but I didn't care! The heat in my loins was ruling my brain, controlling my movements, and I rubbed it, felt it and marvelled at it. We were like teenagers and I loved it. I stood up in front of him, my confidence catching him off guard I think. I pulled my top over my head, revealing my boobs, still wearing my leggings and heels and dropping to my knees. Peter stood and I reached up and unzipped his trousers. "I can't wait to touch it in person!" I said, before reaching in and pulling out the lovely cock I had watched so many times. "Be my guest, baby!" I looked up and made eye contact, smiling and licking my lips as I took his already hardening cock in my mouth. I knew thousnads of women had bee here before me, doing what I was about to do, but I didn't care. I was totally fucking horny and started sucking Peter North's cock like there was no tomorrow! "Whooooaaa, Dee! You aussie babes are cock crazy!!!!" I loved hearing him say that and I once again looked up to stare in his eyes as I sucked that amazing cock which was by now hard and stiff in my mouth, my tongue lashing that amazing bulbous head and snaking it's way down to lap and lick his balls as I tried my best to deep throat the shaft and head. As I contuned to suck Peter's cock, he slowly dropped his trousers to the ground and managed to step out of his shoes, undies and trousers without dislodging his gorgeous cock from my hungry mouth. I pumped and pmuped my mouth and hand on his beautiful cock. "So, Dee. I gather you like my cock?" "Hmmm, mmmm," I managed to moan as I sucked the cock, focusing on taking as much of it in my throat as possible, using my tongue as well, with each suck in and out. I was so fucking horny my right hand was pumping his cock, and my left hand dropped inside my leggings. I was wearing a tiny g-string to highlight my are, and my fingers found my clit. As I sucked Peter North's cock, my eyes almost popped out of my head when I found my clit. It was huge! I had not felt it this swollen in years, and the arousal made me suck and suck the cock deeper, longer and my tongue was wild on the shaft, tasting the amazing warmth of the most famous cock in the world. Janey's hand found Steve's erection and she smiled, recognising he has a rather fat cock. Steve's eyes never left the screen, as he watched my hand work it's way into my own leggings searching for my clit. I continued to suck the wonderful cock and play with myself, until Peter reached down and cupped my head in his hands. "Baby, you ar a golden cock sucker! But I have something for you. Remember I said I had a special gift for you?" I wiped the saliva from my lips. "Yes?" I assumed that his surprise was making a move on me here in his gym, but clearly he had something else on his mind. "Stand up, honey. You need to trust me, ok? I want to thank you for doing such an amazing job on the apartment and this is something I believe you have wanted fro a long time. Steve tells me you've always wanted one of these." I stood up, taking a look at that amazing cock that I have watched spurt massive loads of cum all over women for twenty years. I felt like pinching myself to think that I had just had it in my mouth sucking and tonguing it for all I was worth! I was still in my leggings and heels, my large boobs out and free, wobbling slightly as I stood up and faced Peter. He leaned forward and kissed me, then reached down into his pants and took something black out of his pocket. He turned me around, and as I once again watched what was happening on the TV screen, I felt Peter North's hands cupping and fondling my breasts, pinching my nipples lightly as I watched Peter and Tom Byron on the screen double penetrate the asian woman s the threesome was still going on in front of me. Leaning in to me, his erection pushing against the material of my leggings at my arse cheek, Peter whispered in my ear. "Look at the screen baby. Like what you see?" I moaned loudly, heaving my chest to force my boobs into his hands even more than they already were. He squeezed again and then suddenly his hands were gone. I pushed back against his cock, my erotic needs yearning for more stimulation from the porn legend standing behind me. "All in good time, Dee. All in good time." Suddenly I felt him push his crutch against my arse cheeks, and I marvelled at the hardness of his adorable cock. "Trust me, Dee. Trust me." Steve's cock was straining so hard against his zipper that Janey reached for it and unzipped him, allowing his cock to spring upwards into her hand as he watched me on the screen. As Janey stroked his cock shaft, Peter North reached up and placed a blindfold on me, completely covering my eyes and sending me into a world of darkness. The only thing I could hear was the noises coming from the three lovers on the screen. I could hear the asian woman squeaing as she was double fucked, Peter's cock in her pussy, the slightly smaller cock owned by Tom BYron pushing in and out of her arse. The two men were grunting and groaning as they double fucked the woman. I strained my neck in an attempt to hear what else was happening. Suddenly the cock was gone from my arse cheek and so was its owner, Peter North. I was standing there, and I wasn't sure what was about to happen. The only thing I knew was that I was as horny as I had ever been, and that minutes before, I had been sucking Peter North's cock in his own home as my husband partied upsatairs, presumably wondering where I as and what I was doing. In the security room Janey dropped to her knees and pulled Steve's trousers off, exposing his cock completely. He looked down at her as she positioned herself between his legs, but his attention was drawn back to the screen as he watched his wife standing there, leggings and heels still on, alone and blindfolded. On the screen Peter North and another man were fucking a cut asian woman as she squealed with the intensity of the fucking she was receiving. Suddenly, a door opened behind his wife, and Peter North re-entered the room. He was not alone. Steve saw the second man. He recognised him. It was the man who was also on the screen fucking the asian girl! "That's Tom Byron, Pete's best friend," said Janey as she took Steve's cock in her hand and started to lick and suck the head. Steve threw his head back as his cock started to respond to the mouth that was pleasuring it. Meanwhile in the gym room I was standing there still waiting, my nipples throbbing and my pussy on fire from the sexual tension that had built up inside me. I knew my nipples were poking out and stiff, and my pussy was very moist. In fact, it was so wet I was certain I could feel a small droplet fall from my pussy onto the material near my inner thigh as I stood there blindfolded. Suddenly he was behind me again, and I felt the warmth of his breath on my neck. "Dee. It's time for your special thank-you gift. Are you ready?" I was totally aroused and nervous as hell. I was standing blindfolded and topless in the home of the world's most famous porn star, wondering what the hell was about to happen. Once again Steve sprang into my mind, wondering what he was doing, but my thoughts of my husband were indeed shortlived. Suddenly hands were on my hips, and I felt Peter peel off my leggings and ease them down my long legs, over my heels, helping me out of them but keeping my shoes on as he steadied my balance. I stepped out of my leggings and felt Peter stand up in front of me now. I could hear noises from the TV but it sounded like a different woman now. Just as suddenly as Peter's hands had landed on my hips and removed my leggings, I now felt two hands on my boobs, playing with them nicely once more. The feeling was familiar and I knew it was Peter, his warm hands squeezing and fonding, his mouth swapping with his hands, his tongue and teeth licking, sucking and biting my nipples. It was driving me crazy with arousal! I reached out and held his muscular shoulders as he sucked my nipples. I dropped one hand to his crutch, and found that increduble cock once more. Blindfolded, my mind wandered to what it was going to be like being sprayed with the huge amount of cum I knew would spew forth from Peter North's cock once he was ready to cum. As much as I love to swallow cum, I was desperately wanting to have him stroke his cock and pump his cum all over ne when we had finished whatever we were about to do! As I leaned my head back and enjoyed the dual feeling of having my tits sucked and fondling a gorgeous cock in my hand, I froze. A cock, a hard, warm, wonderful cock, pushed itself between my inner thighs from behind, nestling in the folds of my wet pussy. It was wickedly hot and drove me wild, but I freaked a little, wondering who the hell it was? At first I thought it was Steve, but then, as Peter reached up and removed my blindfold, he whipered in my ear. "Look on the screen baby!" I blinked a few times, adjusting to the light after being in the dark for a while. On the screen I saw that it was indeed Peter North sucking MY tits as a cock rubbed between my pussy lips delightfully. Yes, I was on the screen, along with Peter North and the second man. It turned out not to be Steve, but the guy I had watched double fuck the asian woman earlier. I was now sandwiched between Peter North and Tom Byron and somewhere someone was filming the action! I no longer cared. My body was on fire and my greatest fantasy was being fulfilled beyond my wildest dreams. Not only was I about to have sex with Peter North, but another major porn star was behind me and I knew that he would also shortly be fucking me. Peter was certainly right when he said he had a special gift for me! I was in cock lover heaven and all thoughts of my husband were gone, my mind consumed with erotic images and my pussy forcing me to enjoy the sexual skills of the two men working me over together as I had watched them do many times in movies over the years. Meanwhile, Steve was enjoying watching the action. Janey was now sucking his cock using all the skills being married to a egendary porn star had given her. Just as he thought he was going to cum in her talented mouth, Janey stopped, looking up into Steve's eyes. "This turns you on, doesn't it, Steve? I can see how much you love watching your wife with Peter and Tom. Have you watched her before?" Steve momentarly looked down at the stunning woman positioned on her knees, his cock still lewdly pointing at her face, it's slick shaft covered with her saliva. "Yes. Many, many times. It's.........it's my thing. You know.....the watching." His eyes returned to the screen as Janey smiled and gave his cock a few strokes in er hand. "Come!" she said, rising on to her feet and pulling Steve up by his cock. I Fucked Peter North!!!! He managed to extricate himself from the chair and stepped from his trousers, leaving them on the floor as Janey lead him out of the room by his cock. Back in the gym I was tanding with my legs now wide apart. Peter had dropped to the floor and was flickering my clit with his very talented tongue. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the pleasure my two lovers were giving me. Behind me, Tom was slowly pumping his cock between my thighs, building my sexual tension with each thrust as the head of his cock parted my pussy lips and then withdrew. His hands were wonderfully fondling my large boobs, and I had my head ack nuzzled into the nape of his neck. He was nibbling my ear which as many of you know drives me absolutely fucking wild, and I was holding Peter North by his head in some crazy way trying to force his to lick me faster and make me cum! As I was starting to rise in my sexual release, an orgasm approaching, the door to the gym opened and the three of us were momentarily startled. There, standing naked and being pulled into the room by his cock, was my husband, Steve. Peter's wife Janey, also now naked, dragged Steve into the room where I was being pleasured by the two porn legends and found a place to kneel down in front of my husband. Steve's eyes were glued to the vision before him, and he turned his head towards the huge screen, realising all the action was also on the TV! As horny as I was, I still wanted to make sure he was ok with what was happening in the gym, so I leaned forward off Tom's shoulders. "Hi, baby. I've been missing you. Enjoying the party?" My voice was filled with lust, knowing full well that this was his ultimate fantasy scene, to watch me with other men while he was being pleasured too. I wondered if he might have been intimidated by the professional cocks in the room playing with his wife, but he didn't show it. "Well, actually.....yes! I've been having a ball. Janey is a great hostess. She suggested we come down and see what you and Pete were up to, and I must say, I'm glad she did! You ok down here?" I smiled, knowing his question was one not only out of genuine love and concern for me, but also hoping like hell that I was fine and would say so, as the erection he was sporting was proof he was being his usual voyeur-self and loving watching me fucking. "Well......if you want me to stop, I will." His eyes alomost popped out of his head. "But I'd prefer to keep enjoying my special gift from Peter if that's ok with you, honey." I reached down and pushed Peter North's tongue into my pussy, thrusting forward and enjoying the wet heat of his tongue as I stared straght at my husband. Behind me, Tom Byron eased his cock forward into the gap once mor and his hands started moving on my boobs again, my head rolling back against his chest as I savoured the pleasure I was receiving once more. "That's absolutely fine by me," Steve said. Janey took his cock in her mouth again, her own husband sucking and licking and flickering my clit as the images on the screen reflected the orgy that was erupting in the gym. Steve's eyes were glued to me now and I blew hm a kiss, but my attention was ripped from his gaze by Peter North suddenly pushing a finger into my pussy as his tongue did it's work on my clit. Behind me Tom Byron was now not only rubbing my boobs with his talented fingers but as his cock pistoned in and out between my thighs, his teeth and tongue were kissing and biting on my neck, causing my nipples to stiffen consdierably. The combined erotic pleasure the two porn stars were giving me was driving me toward a very fast orgasm, and as Janey sucked Steve's cock, he watched me and knew I was about to cum at the hands of these talented pros. "Dee's going to cum, you guys. Keep going. She's right there, I can tell from her eyes." My eyes were rolled back in their sockets, almost hidden from view even though they were wide open. Janey stopped sucking Steve to watch her husband and good friend make me cum. And cum I did. Suddenly the whole scene got to me and my mind erupted with the erotic nature of what as I was doing in front of my husband. Peter North now had three fingers sliding in and out of my sopping pussy, his tongue lapping and flickering my swollen, aroused clit. The fondling of my boobs by Tom Byron combined with the smooth rubbing action of his cock betwen my pussy lips added to the arousal that was consuming me and as he squeezed my boobs quite hard and bit down on my neck, the cimax within me exploded outwards and I became a thrashing, convulsing beast. The orgasm was incedible and I screamed out in pleasure as the uge wave of physical pleasure erupted and my pussy throbbed and pulsated on Peter tongue and fingers as Tom braced my body and helped maintain my balance as the huge cum caused me to shake and lose balance with erotic pleasure. It was incredible. Steve found the sight too much and as I started to come down from my orgasmic high, still trapped between the two men who made a living doing exactly what they had just done to me, he erupted into the mouth of the gorgeous Janey, her experience helping her swallow most of his load, but allowed some to also dribble down onto her boobs in a hot show of erotic wonder. I'm sure she did this to arouse her husband, Peter, who by now was watching his wife pleasure my husband orally as his fingers continued to slowly ease in and out of my cum soaked pussy. "Fuck!" Steve muttered as Janey continued to suck and bite his shaft! Yes, she bit on the end of his cock head, and you guys know just how sensitive that part of your cock can be just after you've cum. He pulled back and laughed as she tried to keep him in her hungry, talented mouth. Behind me, Tom Byron whispered in my ear. "Shall we put on a REAL show for your husband now, Dee?" I truly had no idea what he had in mind, but given the amazing orgasm he had just helped me have, I was keen to find out and totally willing to trust him in whatever he wanted to do. Seconds later, I was on my hands and knees, and Tom was in front of me, his cock pushing upwards as I positioned myself to suck his wonderful cock. Behind me, my ultimate fantasy man, Peter North, was positioning his world-famous cock at the entrace to my very wet cunt. My husband was fingering his wife as they both sat on the couch and watched the incredible scene before them. "Ready for more special gift, babe?" Peter asked me. "I grunted, "Uh Huh!" unable to speak clearly as I had Tom's large cock in my mouth, sucking hard. Suddenly I smelled my husband, and from my left, Steve was there. Close. His hand reached and found my breast and he gave it a nice squeeze as he spoke in his sexy, husky voice. "Are you ready for this, babe?" His hand fondled my other breast, before pinching my nipple as he whispered once again. "Fuck you turn me on! I'm gonna sit back and watch you get fucked by Peter North and Tom Byron. Can you believe that? Your fantasy porn star is behind you babe, and I can see his cock, that cock you always fantasize about, and it's about to be pushed inside your cunt to fuck you." I moaned incredibly loudly, but kept sucking the cock in my mouth belonging to Tom as my hsband's words seared into my brain. Suddenly the hand fondling my boobs was gone, and I sensed Steve step back away once again. Then the most wonderful sensation took over my entire body as the large, hot head of his amazing cock pushed it's way into my pussy for the first time. I felt like a virgin, despite my age and enjoyed the incredible feeling of being stretched by his awesome, hot, fat cock. I could almost detect the large vein that runs down the top of the shaft with my pussy walls as he eased the full length of it inside me and then rolled his hips back and eased it out again, before pushing it all in the second stroke. I was in heaven, because in front of me, I was also lapping and sucking Tom Byron's cock as my husband watched me fuck. I wondered what Steve might be feeling as I started to fuck Peter North back with each long, deep, adorable stroke. I rolled my head to the side, careful not to dislodge Tom's cock from my mouth and saw Steve's eyes focused on my ass cheeks as the large cock pumped in and out of me. It was an incredible sight before me because my husband, having cum just a few minutes earlier, was now sitting there, stiff once again, his beautiful cock as hard as a rock as he watched me, sandwiched between the two legendary porn stars being fucked in my pussy and my mouth at the same time. Janey was still on her knees, watching her husband fuck me, but when she saw me looking, she blew me a kiss, stood up and then positioned her amazing body over my husband's cock head. I watched with an amazing feeling of jealousy and pride, when his fat cock that I knew so well stood to attention as the beatiful wife of my favourite porn star eased herself downwards until my husband's prick pushed her juicy lips apart and speared her pussy in one go. I had to stop watching because Tom had reached down to play with my boobs and Peter was now gripping my hips hard and pumping me for all he was worth. This was exactly what I had fantasized about for years! His amazing pumping and staying power was now on show as he fucked me relentlessly, causing me to squeal, whimper and moan. I sucked the cock in my mouth as best I could, and my hand dropped to my pussy to frig my clit as I was mercilessly fucked. The spit roast on the TV screen must have looked awesome because these two amazing studs fucked me hard, deep and fast in both ends for almost fifteen minutes! I was holding on for dear life until my second orgasm decided to explode frm my pussy witout warning. My fingers thrashed across my clit as Peter continued to pump in and out and I came with almost as much force as the first climax I had only a short time earlier. My entire being was shaen to the core as my boobs shook, my nipples throbbed and my pussy spewed forth a huge gush of liquid onto the wonderful cock fucking me. I could not keep Tom's cock in my mouth as I thrashed and shook from the climax. Behind me Peter North held his lovely cock deep inside me as he felt the waves of orgasm wash over his cock once again, and both men waited for me to relax, breathe and my orgasm subside. As I gathered my composure once more, my breeath returned and I wiped the saliva from my lips, flicked back my hair and stood up to stretch my legs, tight from the massive contractions my orgasm had just caused. It was an incredible sight to behold. Standing naked, their cocks totally stiff, Peter North was covered in pussy juices and Tom Byron has my spit and saliva all over his lovely cock too. My husband was sitting on the couch, Janey riding up and down on his wonderful cock as she rode him, playing with her boobs as they fucked in front of us. Tom moved towards me and whispered in my ear. "How about we show that old man of yours how to really fuck? Ready for a DP honey? Pete and I have done this a million times, and I guarantee you'll come like nothing yu've ever experienced before." I smiled him a wickedly erotic smile, licking my lips. I reached forward, took Tom by the head and smashed my lips against his, thrusting my tongue deep into his own mouth, seeking out his tongue and snaking it against his, our tongues locked and flickering as we pashed heatedly. I broke off the kiss, my boobs crushed against his chest as his erection pushed against my pussy lips. "You underestimate me, Tom. I've had orgasms you can only dream of, and as for DP's, well, let's just say I've had my fair share of double fucks over the years." "Well then, let's see how we compare." I smiled as Tom scooped me up and gently eased the head of his cock into the entrance of my pussy as he hooked my legs over his elbows, before sliding the entire length of his cock inside me. I moaned loudly with the penetration as the second cock of the night entered my very wet, slightly swollen pussy, sopping with juices caused not only by Peter North fucking me, but by the mental imagery caused by the show I had been putting on in front of my husband, who was at that very moment fucking the hot wife of my all-time favourite porn star! Tom got into a nice rythmn fucking me up and down as he held me. Behind me, Peter dropped to his knees and I felt the amazing sensation of a hot, wet, probing tongue snaking its way into the musky entrance of my arse. I moaned loudly again, kissing Tom as he fucked me, my eyes closed as I concentrated on the attention my tightest hole was getting from Peter North. As I felt the tongue removed, a finger slipped its way into my arse, pshing in so I could feel the pressure of the cock fucking my cunt against the finger in my back passage almost touching. "Oooh god, baby. You have no idea how fucking hot you look!" Steve spoke to me as he continued to ride Janey up and down on his cock, his hands fondling the boobs of Peter's wife as they watched him prepare to fuck my arse as I was being fucked in the pussy by Tom. As if receiving some hidden signal from his close friend, Tom stopped pumping his lovely cock in and out of my pussy. I was shocked and disappointed by the ceasing of the motion in and out of me, but I was not to be disappointed long. I felt Peter's finger leave my tight hole, and as Tom pushed his cock as deep inside me as he possibly could, then gripped me firmly, I felt it. Peter North's cock. That amazing cock head. Hot. Hard. Slippery from some lube that I noticed he had applied to the head. "OOooh fuck!" I moaned and grunted. The head of Peter North's cock pushed into my bum. It felt very hot, large and hard, but also amazingly intense. I writhed a little, creating a little movement which helped the lubricant on Peter's cock begin to take effect. Tom lifted me and lowered me, with Peter's hands on my hips, and the two men began a wonderful motion which saw us get into a magnificent rythmn of double fucking, the cocks buried deep within my pussy and arse separated by only the thin membrane between my pussy walls and my arse. It was fucking amazing and I was in cock heaven. The men were incredible, and although I was experienced with DP's, this was like nothing I had ever felt before. Most men cum really quickly when I have been double fucking them, but Tom Byron held me for a good ten minutes fucking me, as his good mate fucked my arse and the three of us were in total synch as my husband now pushed Janey off his cock onto her knees and began to fuck her doggie style, the way I love him to fuck me. The final straw for me was when, with his cock pumping in and out of my asre as his mate fucked me, Peter North squeezed my boobs together and offered my nipples to Tom Byron to suck as the three of us fucked. Suddenly my third orgasm took hold of me as the combined intensity and arousal snapped my body into a total thrashing machine as the teeth bit down hard on my nipples and evoked the single most intense orgasm of my life. Tom Byron has been right, and as I collapsed upon the two cocks fucking me, I was a mess of grunting, moaning, panting flesh disguised as a married woman. I collapsed off the cock in my pussy, dropping to the floor, and almost tore Peter North's world-famous cock from his body with my arsehole as it popped off that magnificent penis. On the ground I lay on my back still savouring the most amazing orgasm of my life. Steve was now only feet away as he fucked Janey from behind. I reached over and fondled Janey's boobs, and as I fingered and pinched her nipples, she moved forward, my husband's cock still in her as he gripped her hips and moved forward on his knees as he fucked her, and Janey lowered her head to tongue kiss me. It was finally too much for my porn star lovers and Tom approached first. Janey licked my lips with her tongue and rolled backwards as my husband continued to fuck her with deep, slow strokes. I licked my lips as I looked up to Tom and watched in awe as he pumped his cock with his fist, pointing it at my boobs. Peter North was giving his magnificent manhood that familiar slow stroking movement I know so well, and I knew both men were about to cum. Without warning Janey screamed and orgasmed and my husband finally pulled out his own cock and pumped jet after jet of hot, white cum all over the back and arse cheeks of the wife of the famous porn star as she came and thrashed about on her knees.Tom moaned loudly and spurted the first jet of his cum onto my boobs, before covering my neck and chin with the rest of his load. I loved it and fondled my boobs, turning the white streams of cum into a slick, shiny film of gooey cum all over my boobs and neck. There was only one thing left to make this amazing experience complete. I reached up with a cum soaked hand, licked my lips and took hold of the famous balls, cupping and tugging at them. "Do it!" I said. "Drench me with that amazing load, baby!" It was too much for him, and he finally burst forward the most amazing thing I have ever seen in person. A thick jet of cum burst forth from his awesome cock and it hit me with such force on the boobs that it splashed up and bounced onto my chin, before being followed by another, then another, then another. I was completely soaked, drenched, covered in cum, and it was not over yet! He fired off what I counted to be eleven full strength spurts of white, hot, tasty cum and by the time he had finished, my hand squeezed his balls, trying to extract a final dollop of the goo I love so much. My entire chest, chin, lips and face was now covered, and I reached up with both hands to wipe my face clean, scooping up as much cum as I could muster, then rubbed it all over my shiny, slick, cum soaked boobs and payed with tem until the whole mess on my boobs was a white sticky, gooey layer of man juice. I looked up at my fantasy man and smiled. He smiled back. "I hope you liked your special gift!" I rose to my feet, covered in cum, and took Peter North by the head, and thrust my lips against his. We kissed deeply, our tongues entwined as I gave his amazing cock shaft one final squeeze...........