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The Show

By: Randy M.



My wife Chris and I have been married for two years now. Unlike most of the marriages you hear about - we like to communicate between each other. I am 32 and she is 27. Our sex life is outstanding. She is never one to turn down something new (within reason). She also realizes that she has married a man with a very strong sex drive. So on those rare occasions when she is not in the mood, she never hesitates to enjoy a private show of me masturbating. While I'm busy stroking and playing with my cock she'll sometimes help out a little by playing with my balls or urging me to cum for her. Other times she'll ask me what I am thinking about while I'm masturbating. I usually tell her that knowing that she is watching me or the possibility that another woman is watching me.

My wife is the type of woman that likes to throw those women parties. You know, like Tupperware, home decorating, cooking utensil, lingerie, and other types. Most of the time I like to get out of the house when she has these events just to avoid "the hen party". There have been a couple of times when I had stayed home and kept myself in the den or family room. The women that she invites are mostly friends and co-workers. So a majority of them are close to our age. A few of these women I know because we go out with them and their husbands on occasion.

This particular party that she had last summer was a lingerie party. My wife had made this one a Mexican theme party. What in the world lingerie has to do with Mexican is beyond me. Anyway, there was good food and plenty of margaritas to indulge in. Seven girls showed up and soon I was on my way to the family room. But I had to check out the girls first. All of them were wearing shorts. A couple of them had on halter-tops. One with no bra, that was Sherri. I knew all of them but two and two others were wives of couples that we went out with.

After I said my hellos, I promised that I would go away and not be in their way. However, they did not seem to believe me. I grabbed some food and a good-sized margarita and headed off to the family room. About twenty minutes later I had run dry of my margarita so I went to the kitchen to get another one. I also wanted to see how the party was doing. In the living room I saw two hanger stacks full of lingerie and other sexy female attire. The hostess was holding up two teddies in front of the girls sitting on the floor in front of her. She was explaining that they could go and try them on if they were interested in seeing how they would look on them.

One of my wives best friends who is named Katie, came into the kitchen and asked if I would be a good boy and make another pitcher of margaritas for them. As I started to make the drinks, two more girls and my wife came in to get refills. My wife walked around me and grabbed my ass through my jeans shorts and said, "Hey sexy, she's got some stuff for guys that I would like you to try on for size!" The other girls saw my wife grab my ass, looked at each other and agreed that they too would like to see that. I finished blending the drinks and poured them all another. Katie looked me up and down and said, "I sure hope that there is a lot more of this for later". My wife replied, "Oh, we can make him do more." I knew by looking at my wife that she wasn't talking about the margarita's. I took my drink and went back to the family room.

Another hour later I heard someone call to me, "Hey bar slave, we need some more drinks here!" I returned to the kitchen to find my wife waiting with Katie and Sherri. I started making another batch. My wife reached around me and ran her hand over my groin. Sherri caught a glimpse of this and said to my wife, "It's not nice to tease a man like that. Besides, the rest of us girls don't have anything to play with." Katie looked at me and told Sherri, "Hmmm, I heard from Chris that playing with it is his favorite thing to do and she gets to watch too!" I looked over to my wife and she gave me a sheepish smile. Obviously she and her friends talk about me. Then Sherri said, "I can't get my husband to jerk off for me but he likes it when I do it for him. You're lucky Chris." I finished making the pitcher and asked my wife, "Is there anything else you ladies need?" My wife kissed me on the lips and slid me her tongue, pulled back and replied, "Need? Or want? Hmmmmm oh well the night is still young!" and she winked at me and they all returned to the living room.

I went back to the family room and felt my cock begin to twitch. I knew that something was up. I had always fantasized about jerking off in front of a room full of women but I never told my wife about it. I didn't know if she would get mad or think that I was a little too weird. I always thought that the possibilities of it happening were as close to nil as you can get. I guess that's why they call it fantasizing.

Thirty minutes later I needed another drink. So I returned to the kitchen and got myself a margarita. I looked into the living room and noticed that Katie and Sherri were sitting on the floor. Katie had changed into a teddy and so had my wife. The party hostess, one other girl and my wife were sitting on the couch and the others must have left already. I couldn't help but overhear that they were talking about sex. They were talking about oral sex and techniques they use when sucking off a guy. My cock was getting harder by the second hearing this. My glass clinked on the counter when I put it down and they heard me.

I heard Katie order, "Hey bar slave, we all need a drink and we need a male body to try on some of these sexy male boxers and thongs!" Then my wife came into the kitchen in that sexy teddy holding a couple of items for me to try on. "Why don't you be a good boy and try these on for us." she asked. She had a very devious look in her eyes. I declined anyway but then she said, "I promise to make it up to you later." She reached down and grabbed my cock through my shorts and rubbed the shaft. I took the items from her and finished making the pitcher. I went to change. When I came out I heard that they continued their conversation but Katie had began talking about making her husband jerk off for her. Sherri and the hostess just listened with their jaws open.

I picked up the pitcher and went into the living room. I had put on the silk boxers and I also had the thong underneath. As I reached Katie first, the other girls and my wife were cheering me on in my silk boxers. As I filled Katie's glass she looked right at my crotch and said, "These are nice but where is the thong?" Katie said looking at my wife. My wife said, "Yeah, I like those too now go and try on the thong I gave you." The girls again began to cheer on. I knew right away that these girls have had more than enough of their share of drinking for the night. I turned and faced my wife as I filled her glass. She reached up and cupped the front of my boxers and felt my growing hardness through the thong. "Oh, he has them on. He's wearing it under the boxers."

"Come on, take em off", Katie shouted. The others began cheering me on again. 

"Go on honey," my wife requested, "let me have a look at the thong you have on." I looked around the room and all eyes were on me. My wife reached up and took hold of the waste of the boxers and thrust them down to my feet with one swift move. My hard cock was inches from her face. The room was filled with female voices shouting and cheering. "My, my, my" my wife cooed, "We definitely have something to show here!" "Hey, let's have a look!" Katie yelled. I slowly turned around and stood in front of all the girls with my hard cock being concealed by this thin small piece of material. Just then my wife reached up and around to the front of me and cupped my balls.

"Yes, he is definitely turned on. You know girls, I bet if we try hard enough we might be able to get my husband here to show you just how a guy plays with himself. Honey, why don't you go over to Sherri and the others and fill their glasses and tell us how much you want to play with your hard cock." I turned toward Sherri and noticed her nipples were pointing through her halter top and she was sitting crossed legged on the floor and her short shorts were gapping in the crotch. I could just see where her trim would start but not enough to see her panties. She was staring up at the bulge in front of me. She held out her glass and her hand was trembling just a little or maybe it was mine. My cock was so fucking hard I thought it would explode.

Katie began to urge me on first. "Come on baby, dance for us and show us what you got!" I returned to face my wife again and she said, "Good idea. Let's have our own private stripper. Come on honey, pretend you're a Chippendale dancer for us and give us a show. Here I'll even get some music going for ya." She got up and turned on the stereo and selected a disco type beat CD. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and the excitement was building inside of me. I just stood there frozen for a bit. Katie and Sherri got up off of the floor and sat on the love seat, which was placed at right angles to the couch. They all started to cheer me on now. They were getting more rowdy. The hostess and the other girl who I did not know were even cheering on. Then Sherri says, "Hey why aren't you stripping. I'm glad I didn't pay for this show"

"Well that's the problem." replied Katie. "I think he needs some incentive."

After that remark Sherri lifted her halter-top to show me her bare tits. "Is this enough incentive for ya?"

"No, not that kind." my wife said, "I'm sure he doesn't mind but I think we should play into it good and give him dollars for a dance." Katie got into her purse and found a hand full of dollar bills. "Come here, I wanna see ya dance for us." Katie said. I walked over toward her and she stuck the dollar down the front of my thong.

"Now I wanna see you dance and strip. I want my moneys worth!" I began to dance around and the girls cheered on and watched. My wife was waving a dollar and motioned for me to come to her. When I got to her she said, "If you want this you have to show me what's under there." She took her dollar and folded it and stuffed it down my thong and she rubbed my cock while doing this. Next I heard the hostess calling for me. I went to her and got a little bold and straddled her lap. She wasn't expecting this and the other girls went wild. I raised my hips so that her face was just inches from my crotch. She inserted the dollar while her eyes were glued to my bulge.

Katie called to me and said she had another dollar for me. I went back to Katie and saw that Sherri who was next to her still had her halter top up exposing her tits. Her nipples were hard. I got up and straddled Katie's lap and moved my hips about. She held out the dollar and said, "I wanna see more!" Katie reached up with the hand that held the dollar and slowly shoved it under my thong down to my cock while her other hand went up the back side of my thigh just below the cheek of my ass. This caused my cock to twitch. "Ohhhhh, I like what I see here!" she announced. She looked next to her to Sherri who was watching her. "Did you see that?" she asked Sherri. Sherri just nodded. "What happened?", my wife asked.

"His cock just twitched for me." Katie replied.

"Hey baby, come here for me, I have some money for ya." my wife beckoned. I danced over to her. "Turn around." she ordered. I turned around to face Katie and Sherri. My wife touched both of my legs and slowly ran her hands up to my ass and then around to the front to my aching cock. Then she reached under my thong and grabbed my cock with one hand while stuffing a dollar with the other. Now Sherri was waving a dollar.

I went to her and she said, "Take em off!" My cock was throbbing uncontrollably. I was so hot knowing they were all watching me. I reached down and began to rub myself in front of Katie and Sherri as they looked on. As I did so I gyrated my hips around to the beat of the music. I was standing in front of Sherri and she reached out and took hold of the front of my thong and pulled the material away from my cock. Then she slid the folded dollar across my cock and let go of the material. She took hold of both ends of the dollar bill and moved it side to side rubbing it against the under side of my cock. Soon my cock head was peeking out of the top of the thong. I began dancing around again until I was in front of my wife. She took her dollar and put it in the back of my thong while she stroked the exposed head of my cock. Then she announced, "Who all wants to see him take the rest off and jerk off for us?"

All the girls started yelling and cheering, urging for me to take it off. I couldn't take it any more. I went to the middle of the floor in front of them and lay down on my back. I began to fondle myself. I slowly pulled off the thong leaving myself totally naked in front of five women with a raging hard on. Katie leaned down and looked closer at my cock and noted to everyone, "My god, he even shaves his cock and balls!" I stayed on my back and spread my legs apart and grabbed my aching shaft and began to slowly stroke it while my other hand massaged my balls. I looked around and saw that all of their eyes were glued on me. Sherri was rubbing her nipples and now my wife was rubbing herself through her teddy.

I had to close my eyes or I was going to cum right then and there. I eased off a bit and just played with my nuts. When I opened my eyes I noticed that my wife was gone. I looked around and nobody seemed to really care. Then she returned with our bottle of sex oil. She tossed me the bottle and said, "Show us how you make yourself cum when I get to watch you." I open the bottle and let small droplets cover the head of my cock until it started running down my hard shaft. Both of my hands were busy at my groin while I masturbated for my audience. I could feel the head of my cock grow and grow until the ridge under the head was as hard as a rock. I felt the base of my cock twitch so I had to ease off again so I wouldn't shoot off yet.

I looked up again to look at the girls. My wife was rubbing her breasts. Katie had her hand under her teddy. Then my wife unsnapped the crotch of her teddy. Katie looked content just watching me. I continued stroking myself with long slow strokes while my other hand began to rub the oil farther down into the crack of my ass. I started to move my hips with the beat of the music that was playing. My wife was busy fingering her wet pussy while watching me as was Sherri. The others just looked on. My cock began to twitch again and this time a big drop of pre cum formed on the tip of my cock head. I squeezed my shaft to bring up more of the clear liquid. Katie said, "I think he's going to cum already!" Then my wife replied, "No, he's really good at this. He can tease himself for over an hour and not cum. But when he finally does - it could put Peter North to shame."

I reached around my leg and began to play with my ass hole while I stroked the head of my cock. I raised and lowered my hips off of the floor while fucking my fist. I looked up at Sherri just as she screamed and came all over her fingers. My wife was finger fucking herself too and shouted, "Oh baby, we wanna see you cum. We wanna see you shoot you hot cum all over yourself." I continued to watch Sherri as she was closing in on another orgasm. The head of my cock felt so sensitive and I could feel the muscles slowly begin to twitch in my ass hole. I rapidly stroked myself. Warmth filled my nuts as my cum started its journey to my cock. My wife began to cum and so did Sherri. The others girls were so quiet just watching me and the others.

I tightened the grip around my shaft as I jerked up and down. "Ahhhh yeah, I'm gonna cum!" I announced. No sooner than I said that, the first thick rope of cream shot out and flew about three feet into the air and landed on my stomach with a loud smack. Then my cock twitched again and again spewing gobs of juice on my legs, stomach, and groin. When the twitching subsided my wife got down on her hands and knees and rubbed the hot liquid all over me and my cock. Something she had never done before. When she was finished she got up and got me a towel. I cleaned myself off and got dressed. The party was over and everyone went home.

When my wife and I got to bed she begged for me to eat her pussy but that's another story for later.

The Show



My wife Linda and I had just finished dinner when the doorbell rang. We were expecting Veronica, my wife's college roommate, earlier in the afternoon but she had called letting us know her flight had been delayed. 

"Look who's here," Linda said with a devilish grin.

"How was your flight Roni?" I asked.

"Other than the three hour delay, it was fine, you smartass," she replied.

"Poor baby," my wife said as she gave her a huge hug.

Roni came to stay with us because she had some business in town. We told her she should stay with us instead of getting a hotel room. My wife had not seen her in quite some time and thought it would be a great way to catch up on things.

I told Linda to show Roni to her room and that I would clean up in the kitchen. Linda led her upstairs to the spare bedroom next to ours. As they were walking up the stairs, I could not help but notice Roni's legs encased in the sheerest pair of shiny hosiery I have ever seen. The question was, were they pantyhose or stockings? I was growing hard just watching the two of them ascend to the top of the stairs. 

Linda and Roni came down and sat in the living room making small talk. I opened a bottle of wine and poured each of them a glass. 

"I better get rolling," I said.

"Leaving so soon, I just got here," joked Roni. 

As I was leaving I could hear Linda explaining to her that it was card night with the guys. Just my luck, two hot women were in my living room and I was going to play cards. I had better win tonight, I thought to myself as the door slammed shut.

I lost my ass that night playing poker. All I could think about was Linda and Roni. My wife had told me about a week ago that they once shared a romantic experience.

Back in her college days she had come home drunk one night and caught Roni pumping herself with Linda's vibrator on the couch. She saw Linda out of the corner of her eye but continued pleasuring herself. Linda shed her clothes and joined her on the couch. They finished the evening taking turns in getting each other off. Linda had said that the next morning was business as usual and it was never brought up again between the two of them. I found that hard to believe but I didn't press the issue. 

I arrived home after midnight and noticed our bedroom light was the only light on in the house. I was hoping that meant that Linda was still awake and ready for a serious fuck session. As I was walking to our room I noticed Roni's room door was shut. I quietly walked past and made my way to the master bedroom. Linda was lying on the bed dressed for the occasion. She had on white thigh high, lace-top stockings and a white lace shelf bra. Her matching sheer white thong encased her swollen pussy lips. 

"I was hoping you would come home before I fell asleep," she said as her hands dipped into her panties. 

"Are you kidding...I have been thinking of you all night," I replied, as I quickly shed my clothes and joined her in bed. .

I started kissing her legs, slowly going up towards her sweet spot. I sucked her through her panties and noticed her clit getting hard. Linda's clit is very sensitive and will get engorged to the size of a small marble. Her thong was getting soaked as I continued dining on her clit. I slid her thong to the side so I could dip my fingers inside that wet pussy. 

I swung over top of her in a 69 position so she could get to my dick. She began to stroke my cock slowly with great detail from the base to the tip, stopping and playing with my head every so often. Her moaning intensified, as she would grind her hips up towards my face. 

"That's it, stay on my clit...yes, just like that, " she ordered. "Suck my clit harder." "Yes, that's it...mmmmm...god yes...suck my clit baby, suck it."

My face was soaking in her juices as I feverishly continued working on her clit. Her moaning continued to get louder with each flick of my tongue. I was amazed at how loud she was getting. As she was reaching orgasm she screamed in excitement. 

"Fuck yes, that's how I like it baby, fuck me with your tongue," she screamed. 

Linda flipped around and started kissing me passionately, tasting her juices from my mouth. Her loud moans and excitement for her own juices had my cock rock hard and ready for action.

She guided her silky wet pussy down my shaft in the cowgirl position. We both enjoy this position as she is easily accessible to rubbing her clit and I am in easy access to her sensitive nipples. I pinched her nipples a few times and had her going again.

"Play with my nipples honey...you know that gets me so wet, " she whispered. "Yes, pinch them hard."

She bounced on my cock for what seemed to be an eternity. With every pumping action she moaned louder and louder. She got off again riding my cock. I had never lasted this long without cumming but I wasn't about to waste my load inside her. She knew what I wanted to do and soon asked for it.

"I want you to cum on me baby. Are you ready?" she asked.

She pulled herself off my cock and made it to the floor on her knees. I stood on the bed over her and feverishly started to pump my prick. Her juices had coated my cock, which made my hand slide up and down with ease. Linda started fingering herself and moaning again. 

"Shoot that load all over my face baby, " she ordered. "Pump it hard and get every drop out."

That's all it took as I shot my load onto her face and tits. As one hand was dipping in her pussy, the other was rubbing my load all over her tits and face. Linda cupped one handful and licked her hand clean. Her eyes were fixed on me milking my cock as I continued to shoot her with my cum. 

I let out a long hard moan, as I was finishing up my job and collapsed on the bed. Linda got up and bent over the bed. She started giving me a blow job, making sure that nothing went to waste. Enjoying her talents, I was trying to remember the last time we had such an intense sexual encounter. 

"Roni!" I snapped.

"What about her? " Linda replied.

"I can't believe we were so uninhibited with her in the house, " I said.

"I am sure she is sleeping. But even if she did hear us, I'm sure she didn't mind the show," Linda joked. 

As Linda cuddled next to me, all I could think about was whether Roni was sleeping through our encounter or if she had enjoyed our little show. I would soon find out as I drifted off to sleep.

"Have a great day honey," Linda said to me as she leaned over and kissed me. She said that she had a breakfast meeting with one of her clients and had to leave early. 

"Enjoy your day, " I replied still half asleep and glad that I had taken the day off to finish some projects around the house. I turned to my side and fell back to sleep. 

I woke up about an hour later and decided it was time to get my lazy ass out of bed. As I was heading downstairs, I noticed that Roni's bedroom door was ajar. I peeked into the room and saw the bed had neatly been made. Her luggage was opened at the foot of the bed and I was not going to let this opportunity pass. 

I rummaged through her suitcase with excitement. The top half contained skirts, blouses, pants and shoes but what I was looking for, lied beneath. Roni's lingerie was neatly stowed at the bottom of her suitcase. She had three sheer bra and panty sets, two pair of stockings and an open bottom girdle with garter tabs attached. Under all of that she had stashed her vibrating egg and glass dildo. 

"Find what you're looking for?" a voice rang out.

My head quickly snapped towards the voice. Roni was standing in the doorway dressed in a gray business suit with high heel shoes. She had a finger to her mouth as she teased.

"I thought you were gone, " I replied

"That's obvious," she said with a grin. "I assumed you thought you were alone the way you were going through my things."

"Roni, I apologize, " I said. "I guess you think I'm quite the pervert."

"No, not really," she said. "I was actually getting kind of turned on by watching you."

She reached for the buttons to her jacket and started popping them one by one. As she finished, she slid her jacket off to reveal a beautiful sheer white silk blouse. Her lavender colored bra was clearly visible through the blouse. 

"Maybe you might find what you are looking for over here, " she said as she turned around and bent over. 

My eyes were fixed on her gorgeous body. She turned around, reached for her straps to her shoes and undid them ever so slowly. As she bent over I could see the 6" of lace at the top of her stockings. She had long muscular legs that looked very inviting encased in nylon.

She turned back around and reached behind her to unzip her skirt. As her skirt fell to the floor, the site of her matching lavender high cut panty pleasured me. She took off her blouse and tossed it aside. I could clearly see Roni's areolas and nipples through the flimsy material of her bra. My eyes made their way down her tight tummy towards her panty-covered pussy. Her completely shaven pussy was a sight to behold behind that panty.

She walked over to me with a grin on her face. As my hands slid beneath the elastic of her panty, I reached behind her and pulled her ass towards me. I had to taste her. I began to lick her lips through the flimsy material. My tongue glided up and down her swollen lips as her panty glistened with her juices.

"Linda told me that you were pretty good at oral, but she didn't tell me you were this good," she moaned as I continued my dining pleasure.

"I can get Linda off in about three minutes this way, " I replied. "Think you can last that long?"

I continued my oral exploration of Roni's pussy. Her lips were swollen and her clit was clearly aroused. I circled her clit with my tongue, flicking the tip every so often. She was obviously enjoying herself.

"Hmmmm...yeah baby...play with my clit, " she cooed. "I want to cum all over your face." "That's it Tim, get me off."

As my hands were massaging her from behind, I inserted a finger in her ass. She completely lost control as I kept fingering her ass while eating her pussy. Her legs were shaking and I knew she was ready to burst. 

"Tongue fuck me baby, " she shouted. "I'm cumming sweetie...yeah, right there...keep sucking my clit." I'm cumming...yes, yes, god yes...hmmmmmmm"

The front of her panty was completely drenched in her juices. I had never seen or tasted a pussy so wet. My cock was rock hard thinking of what fun it would be to fuck such a tight wet pussy. That pleasure was next.

Roni reached up to the front hook of her bra and let her breasts free from the restraint. Her tits were about the same size as Linda's but her nipples were much longer and larger. I began to suck on her nipples as she pulled my boxers down.

"Let me see that cock of yours, " she purred. "Linda has told me about that too and I have to see for myself."

I guess you could say I am average in length, about 7 1/2 inches, but I am blessed in the girth department. 

"My god, Tim, " she said. "You have the thickest cock I have ever seen." "Pound me with that cock baby."

Roni got down on the floor waiting for my cock doggy style. I got behind her and reached around to play with her excited nipples. The tip of my cock was brushing up against her engorged lips while I was pleasuring her tits. Every time I would touch her clit, she moaned a bit.

"I can't wait any longer, " she said. "Fill me with your cock."

I grabbed the base of my cock and slowly started to enter her with short, in and out motions, teasing her opening. She was so wet. I gently eased my cock into her a bit further. Her pussy fit like a glove around my swollen cock. I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me until I was all the way into her velvety pussy.

"That's it baby...hmmmmm...yes...fuck me Tim, " she moaned. "Harder...yes, faster...harder...that's it...fuck me harder."

Her pussy felt so good wrapped around my cock. She went down on one elbow and with her other hand she reached under herself, finding her clit. She cupped my balls every now and then between pleasuring herself.

"I'm going to cum again," she screamed. "Fuck yes Tim...faster...fuck me faster...harder, harder, HARDER...YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!"

I pulled out my cock, as Roni was cumming. She rolled over and latched onto my dick with her beautiful mouth. Her vacuum -like action felt so good. That's all it took as I exploded in her mouth within thirty seconds of her sucking my dick. My cock spurted seven or eight times into her waiting mouth. As I was finished, she took her hand from the base to the head of my cock, milking every last drop. She swallowed every bit, proudly showing me by opening her mouth wide. 

"That was amazing Roni, " I said.

"That was definitely amazing Tim, " she replied. "I just can't tell which was better." "The show you and Linda put on last night or the show we put on today."

I knew it! Linda and I did have an audience last night. But what did she mean when she said "the show we put on today"?

"Bravo! Bravo!" a voice rang out. 

I could peg that voice in a second. It was Linda! She had watched the whole "show" from the closet door slats. I was at a loss for words. Where was this leading?

To be continued...



The Show



As the street opened out wide in front of her, Lucy slowed her pace. She was still unsure of whether she should be here, whether she was really going to go through with this. It had only been a small advert in the back of the paper, hidden amongst the blurb of mobile phone adverts and overpriced "chat" lines. "Wanted!" It had simply said, "Liberal, open minded girl for sexual exhibition. Good rates of pay."

It had been three weeks since Lucy had returned from India, and a week before that since she had last had sex. She called the number in the advert simply because she was feeling reckless and horny after this abstinence. The soft, business-like voice on the other end of the phone didn't ask any questions, simply told her to go for an audition at five o'clock today. She guessed at what kind of "audition" this would be and it excited her. 

Lucy had always had quite an exhibitionist streak. This is not to say she acted up, like some howling "starlet" in a low budget grumble flick. Neither did she particularly enjoy performing for partners, stripteases and the like (best left to the professionals, she reckoned). She just loved to be watched while she was being fucked. To have people looking at her, lusting after her; to know that she was arousing them was an incredible turn on, and this always made her fuck harder, willing to descend into realms of depravity that she would not normally venture into.

So, having been tantalised by the advert, hungry for sex after so long, Lucy sauntered down Browne Street, the main road that led to Clandestine Street and the audition. She had chosen for the occasion a light, figure-hugging sky-blue dress. It was cut a few inches above the knee, made of soft linen. Low at the front, it pushed her already large breasts into an eye-catching cleavage, sweeping down over her tummy to swish around her full, rounded ass as it swayed with her sensual walk. It had been raining steadily since she left the house, and without realising it Lucy had got wet through. The dark outlines of her hardening nipples showed through the fabric of the dress, and it was apparent that she was not wearing any underwear (it would only get dirty). The dress clung to her inner thighs and briefly outlined her shaven pussy before another stride swept it out of view.

The men that walked past were examining her, she could feel it. They were trying to be subtle, but Lucy caught burning stares as she looked up, heard slight gasps as they realised the visibility and suckability of her nipples. A couple of men standing outside a shop watched her and had to adjust themselves to accommodate their growing erections. Lucy felt all of this and it spurred her on. The heat was rising to her skin, she was becoming flushed and thrilled at the thought of being seen, effectively naked, in this street in broad daylight.

The red light district was approaching, and with it Lucy's destination. This area of town was not dangerous, though it was slightly seedy, filled with forbidden desires fulfilled and furtive glances given by escaping middle class businessmen. Her pace quickened. The closer she got, the more excited she became. She slowed again as she was approached by a girl of medium height, about the same age. She had a pretty, elfin face and short blonde hair, and was wearing only hot pants and a sheer black halter-neck.

"Hello sugar," the girl cooed as she ran a manicured finger down Lucy's chest and stomach, "wanna have some fun?" Lucy paused, considering the proposition. It would be easy just to forget the audition and go and satisfy herself on this young thing's tongue. She had experimented with girls in India and found that she liked it. But after a few moments she smiled and shook her head.

"I'm not backing out," she thought as she pressed on "I want this and I've got nothing to lose. The worst that could happen is that I get a free bad fuck. But then, I guess I'm in the right place to rectify that." She looked wistfully back at the tight ass of the girl that had just approached her, then licked her lips and turned into Clandestine Street.....

"Name?"

"Lucy."

"Age?"

"Twenty two."

"That's great. OK Lucy, take your clothes off for me please."

Lucy was sitting in a large plush leather chair in a small modern office. There were no windows, and the lights were mellow. Soft carpet covered the floor and there were a few minimalist pictures on the walls, but the office was pretty bare except for the desk and the man sitting behind it. The address had turned out to be a sex emporium. Lucy, upon arriving, had been led through a shop selling adult toys and videos (she smirked as she saw items that she recognised, sighing at the memories of using them), past a fairly large auditorium and into the office at the back of the building. 

She was relieved to see that the man sitting behind the desk looked young, clean and professional, having heard stories about old, fat, moustachioed men in vests running porn shows just so that they could screw all the girls. The man in front of her would not need any of that. He was in his late twenties, tall and slim, his well-cut suit showing the curves of a toned and fit body. An easy, friendly smile that matched his manner, fine cheekbones and light blue eyes were topped by short cropped, mousy hair.

He noted her look of shock at his outright request, and came out from behind the desk to reassure her.

"Lucy, I need see what you look like naked so that I know that an audience will enjoy watching you... perform." He paused before the last word, and said it with a sultry relish that quickened Lucy's breath. "Would you like me to help you?" he added with a hint of a smile. Lucy licked her lips. The silence of the office and the heavy sense of anticipation were making her skin tingle. Her body felt awake and excited at the treat she was expecting.

"No thank you, sir-"

"Phil."

"Mmm. No thank you Phil," she replied, "I can do it quicker."

Upon uttering this, Lucy pulled the straps from her shoulders and peeled the wet material from her skin. It left a thin sheen of water that felt cool in the air-conditioned office. She arched her back as she pushed the dress down over her ass and left it to fall and pool around her feet. She was left standing naked, mere feet from a clothed, strong young man. Her nipples were already erect and she was almost quivering with eagerness. She could feel her pussy awakening and becoming wet, ready for the activity, aching for it. Phil just stood looking her up and down, examining every inch of her body for what seemed like an eternity. With every second that passed Lucy became more wet, so much that she wanted to grab her appraiser and pull him inside her as he began to circle behind her. 

The room was filled with the sound of her ragged breathing as Phil moved in closer. She jumped as he cupped her ass with one hand, testing its firmness. Then the touch was gone. Lucy could feel him behind her still, but could not see him. She bit her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure as he gave her a light spank and felt a wave of pleasure wash over her that matched the wave of juice that her pussy was now producing.

Phil stayed close to her, running his hands over her hips and stomach and up to her breasts, leaving trails of shivers as he went. He was in front of her now and Lucy could smell him -- a fresh and sweet scent that she thought she recognized. She was almost gasping now and he seemed pleased with her eagerness, so desperate that she wanted to lean in and bite his neck and chest as he fucked her. Meanwhile Phil was gently running his hand over her breasts and nipples, watching her reaction, switching his gaze between her body and her eyes. 

"You have a beautiful body, Lucy. Firm, curved, well kept, well shaved. Beautiful. I'm happy to say we can move on to the next stage, one which I think you will enjoy. If you get this job, you will be having sex in full view of the public. I need to see how you fuck. Sadly, it would be unprofessional of me to... test you.... myself." With that he walked over to the other door and opened it. The man who stepped in made Lucy's eyes burn and her mouth water. 

"This is Harry."

Harry just smiled. He was slightly shorter than Phil, but no less attractive. He had curly hair and a body that, while not intricately toned, looked firm and fit. He was naked. Lucy's eyes flashed down to his groin where his erection was already growing. She watched hungrily as it reached its full potential within seconds, about eight inches long, thick and uncut. She started to imagine and plan her next moves with relish...

Phil silently moved over and sat down behind his desk as the naked pair eyed each other. After giving them a few seconds to get visually acquainted, he was ready to start the proceedings.

"OK, show me what you can do."

Lucy hardly heard him, had forgotten he was there in her lust. She strode forward and was folded into Harry's frame a second later, kissing him passionately. She felt his cock pressing against her stomach as he flicked his tongue across her lips. Caressing his tongue with hers she reached for the member. It was hot in her hands, the soft skin moving smoothly over the engorged head. She took a light grip and started to work him slowly in her hand, using short gentle strokes up and down -- just enough to heighten his arousal without moving him too far forward. The heat between her legs rose to new levels as her juices started to escape her pussy lips and slip downwards, the scent filling the air around the writhing bodies.

Harry needed no encouragement and quickly spread his kisses down her body, removing his cock from her reach, until he was kneeling in front of her. She opened her legs, scissoring them slightly to give him better access, and grabbed the kneeling male by his curly locks in order to push his head into her crotch. Instantly his tongue was there, warm and soft. It probed between her lips, exploring them inside and out as Harry lapped and sucked and swallowed Lucy's sweet liquid. 

"Thank God he knows what he's doing," thought Lucy, closing her eyes as her pleasurer found the exposed nub of her clit and began to run his tongue teasingly in small light circles around it. She moaned and gripped his hair tighter, commanding him to lick her clit in a strangled voice. Her reward was a brief brush of his rough tongue against it which almost made her knees buckle. 

She opened her eyes to steady herself and suddenly became aware of Phil, sitting calmly behind his desk, his arousal apparent from the bulge in his trousers. He was watching them, unblinking, trying to retain his air of professionalism. His breathing was slightly harsh and his face had a reddish tinge that had not been there before. Those strong hands gripped the arms of his chair, whether to keep him from touching himself or to try and remain seated Lucy was unsure. 

Harry was flicking his tongue directly across her clit now, bringing unconscious whimpers from Lucy with each stroke, and she could feel the muscles in her loins begin to tighten in orgasm. She could feel her limbs tingling all the way down to her fingers and toes, and knew that when that tingling reached her pussy she would come hard. Images filled her mind, images of her pushing herself down onto Harry's mouth, grinding herself against him has she covered him with sticky come. 

This thought almost pushed her over the edge, but, still looking into Phil's eyes, Lucy locked her fingers into Harry's hair and pulled him away. She broke the contact and leant up to kiss her partner hungrily, licking her own succulent juices from his lips. His cock had reddened through his arousal and the tip was covered in translucent precum which Lucy reached and dipped two fingers into. Turning to Phil, feeling his stare, she stalked over to his desk, very deliberately putting one finger at a time in her mouth and sucking the fluid from them. She loved the "taste of sex", as she called it -- the taste of her own juices mixed with those of a man, and she could see the effect it had on Phil as his eyes narrowed slightly and his erection gave a lurch.

Finally, she stood facing him, on the opposite side of the desk. Never breaking eye contact, she slowly leaned down until her nipples brushed the cool surface and arched her back to open and expose her pussy to the waiting body behind her. Phil's face was now only about five feet away from hers, and they could feel each other's ragged breathing on their skin. Lucy gave a lopsided smile as she felt Harry step in behind her and position himself to enter her. Her teeth bared, mouth slightly open as he pushed the head of his cock into her and worked it gently in and out a few times. Her pussy expanded to cope and then grasped and sucked at the organ. Harry started to slowly push further in, a centimetre at a time. 

Lucy drew a long breath in as she took more and more cock inside her. Her lungs reached full capacity just as her pussy did and gave her a head rush. Phil's eyes still burned into her and she saw him gulp as he realised she had just taken Harry's entire shaft inside her. There was a large spot of precum surrounding the outline of his cock which Lucy longed to lap up.

A moan escaped her and she shut her eyes as Harry began to withdraw, pulling out to half way before pushing his cock back into her. His right hand gripped her shoulder as his left held her hips, and he used this stance to draw her back towards him. Lucy could feel his thickness stretching her, the melting pleasure as the texture of his shaft rubbed her inner walls. Then he was fucking her, hard and fast, the way she had been aching for since she had lost her dress. Placing her hands flat on the desk, she used his grip on her shoulder to bounce back on him, keeping time with his thrusts. Even though she could not see him she knew that Phil was almost frantic with desire, could feel him shifting in his chair, trying to comfortably accommodate his stiff cock.

A slight shift of her stance changed Harry's angle so that his thrusts hit her G-spot, and she opened her eyes to capture Phil again. Her pussy was clenching around Harry's member and she could hear him, feel him getting close. The tingling was there again in her arms and legs and her nipples were so tight they almost hurt. She was grunting with each stroke and her breasts swung, brushing the desk in time.

"Oh.... Fuck..... Yeah...." escaped her lips as she came suddenly. Her entire body clenched and she clawed at the desk. Harry gave a low groan and his cock pulsed as he shot his come into her. Lucy could feel it filling her as her pussy squeezed and sucked his juice from of him. Phil was watching her still, watching her being fucked, watching her milk the cream from a cock as she came. This brought a second burst of orgasm and Lucy lost control, mewling as her come washed over Harry's groin and ran down her own legs. Her head was thrown back and she was moaning, open mouthed, not caring who heard.

Her muscles were still spasming as her orgasm subsided. Harry withdrew his cock from her and her pussy clamped down strongly to avoid losing any of his come. Phil was still sitting in his chair, trying and failing to control his breathing and composure.

A wicked thought crossed Lucy's mind. Even though she had just been thoroughly filled with cock, she was still turned on. The interview had awakened something in her and she wanted the job, wanted to be paid to be fucked before an audience. She looked hungrily at Phil's concealed meat and decided to add a final nail to the coffin.

Giving him a devious smile she walked quickly round the desk and knelt between her assessor's legs, reaching for his shaft. She rubbed it a few times under his trousers, testing its hardness, feeling the heat rise to her chest and face once more. But the time for tenderness was past and she eagerly reached for his fly.

"Lucy, wait!" Phil gasped, gently pulling her hand away, "You've got the job. That was an amazing display. There's no need to show me any more."

"Shh!" was Lucy's only reply, as her expression became very serious and she once again started to undo his trousers. She wanted to taste him now. The scent of his precum and feel of his shaft, along with his examination of her made her mouth water.

Phil did not need asking twice as he relaxed in his chair, allowing his head to roll back and closing his eyes. Lucy freed his cock and immediately engulfed it in her mouth. Its hotness astounded her as the head brushed past her lips and pushed towards the back of her throat. Slightly thicker than Harry's, it was the perfect size for Lucy and her breathing quickened as she imagined him fucking her pussy or ass. 

She began to suck gently but eagerly, working about three inches of his shaft into her mouth and running her tongue around it, gratefully swallowing the sweet stickiness which already coated the skin. Precum was leaking in a constant stream from the head of his cock and she could tell from his laboured breaths and the tightening of his loins that he was close to shooting in her mouth. She imagined the thick fluid flowing into her throat and began to fuck the shaft in and out of her mouth, pushing Phil further into his arousal. His jaw was clenched, he grasped the chair, desperately trying not to come, trying to prolong this pleasure as long as possible.

"Now for the clincher," Lucy thought. She would have smiled at the treat that Phil was about to experience had her mouth not been so full of his cock. Slowly, achingly, she began to slide her lips down the length of his shaft, all the while making sure that he could feel her rough tongue spread and pressed tightly against the sensitive underside. When she had engulfed about three quarters (it had taken her months to learn how to relax her throat) and could feel his balls pulling up towards his body and his hips beginning to thrust she suddenly removed all contact. His cock was still inside her mouth but she was not touching him.

Phil growled at being denied when he was so close. He could feel her warm breath flowing into his groin, driving him wild with frustration. And then, ever so slowly, Lucy began to pull her head back, drawing a moan from her captive, until his cock stood free and bouncing once again. 

"Ready?" she whispered, looking up into his eyes and licking her lips. Phil just looked back at her pleadingly, not knowing what she meant. She kept looking up at him as she pressed her lips onto the purple head of his shaft, softly tonguing the opening. Finally, she once again began the agonisingly slow descent. This was Lucy's favourite trick and it had never failed to give instant incredible orgasms. She reached half way point an agonising minute later, all the while brushing her tongue along the underside of his cock, staring into his eyes. 

Phil could feel the incredible tightness in his groin, and in his desperation for release it was all he could do to stop himself pushing all the way into her throat. Lucy's lips pushing past halfway sent him over the edge and he began to come hard. She quickly pushed the last inches of cock into her throat as she felt it jerking and grasped his buttocks to ensure that the thrusting of his hips did not pull it out. The waves of pleasure spread outwards from the base of his shaft as Phil started to empty his come into Lucy's throat, putting his hands on the back of her head to hold himself deep inside her. Four heavy shots of come erupted from his buried shaft, each followed by Lucy swallowing. This sensation heightened his pleasure and he held her there for several minutes, locked onto her gaze, as he emptied more come than he had ever shot before into her eager mouth.

Lucy slowly pulled her mouth back from the impaling member, leaving several sticky ropes trailing from her lips. She had not really tasted the come, as it had all gone straight into her throat and been swallowed, so she gathered the come from round her mouth with her fingers, and licked the shaft clean carefully and thoroughly in order to savour the sweet musky taste.




The Show



"You seem a little bored, Steve. Can I buy you another scotch?"

"Yeah, sure. Aberlour. Neat."

Damn right, I was bored. It was my wife's staff party, and the majority of people there were not interested in anything but getting wasted on drugs I had no interest in, or getting so fucking drunk that I couldn't stand being around them. At least Fiona, the manager of the place, seemed as bored as I was, which was OK by me; she was an interesting lady, and also drank scotch. Besides, as usual, Tina, my wife, was nowhere to be seen.

"I always feel like I'm babysitting at these things," Fiona said with a bit of disdain in her voice. "I mean, they're a great staff, and they work their asses off around here, but the last fucking thing I need is a bunch of soap opera shit going on between staff members. Someone gets too loaded, does something stupid with someone equally loaded, and before you know it, I've got pissed off boyfriends storming in and hysterical waitresses running out in the middle of shifts. It's crap that I've dealt with before. Unwelcome crap."

I really liked Fiona. I wondered why she was doing this kind of thing for a living. She was damn good at it; she'd turned a pretty lame operation into a real hot spot in less than a year. No doubt, she was getting paid well for the job she was doing. But she seemed more like a lawyer or an investment banker than a restaurant manager.

"Yeah, I suppose that you don't have the luxury to be anyone's buddy when you are running a place like this, eh? Sort of a 'no consorting between enlisted ranks and officers' scenario, I'd guess."

She looked at me thoughtfully for a few moments, her expression a little more serious.

"Yes, and no, actually." Fiona stated as she lit up a Peter Jackson. "Not so much that, it's just that I've got to keep the bullshit out of the business. I can't keep things from happening, but I do my best to keep those things from occurring around here."

A waitress brought us our drinks as Fiona offhandedly asked how things were between Tina and I. It was no real secret that we had an open relationship. If there was any secret about it, it was that the "open" part of it worked in Tina's favor a hell of a lot better than it did towards mine. I honestly didn't give a shit about what or who she did on the side; as a matter of fact, she was a hell of a lot easier to get along with when she was stepping out, even though our own sex life was really, quite good on it's own. Shit side was, that Tina could be a real asshole, out of the blue, if she even saw another woman talking to me. It didn't really matter, though. She had no idea who I'd actually been with, anyway.

"Alright, I guess," I stated flatly as I took a sip of scotch, letting it evaporate off of my tongue as I inhaled it's rich aroma. Fiona looked down at her drink, something being arranged within her thoughts.

"Steve, I'm going to be blunt. I honestly don't know why you are with Tina. You are a smart guy. And a good looking fucker, on top of it, and I'm not saying that to stroke your ego. But let me just run something by you, and then you can feel free to tell me to go fuck myself. Or, that I'm right." Fiona took the last drag of her smoke, and looked me right in the eye as she ground the butt into the ashtray.

"Well, Fiona, you have my attention, so why don't you tell me what's on your mind," I replied. I was intrigued.

"I'll just bet that when you met Tina, she was the filthiest, most perverted bitch you'd ever met. I'll bet that she begged you to do shit to her that you never thought people actually did outside of porno movies. Am I right so far, Steve?"

Dead right. I nodded at Fiona; she had Tina nailed.

"OK, then Steve, I'll bet the next round that she hasn't been the slut that she made herself out to be in a very long while. She probably started making up all kinds of excuses, and started reading all kinds of pseudo-feminist bullshit, and made it seem that you, and the rest of your gender, were somehow responsible for the fact that she begged you to piss in her mouth or fuck her up the ass in a department store changeroom, or some such place."

"Waitress, two more Aberlour, please!" I called out. How the fuck did she know?

Fiona smiled at me, kindly, her body language relieved that she hadn't freaked me out or offended me. She touched my hand, saying, "Would you mind if I called you, Steve? I think that we have a few things in common that we could both enjoy, that is, if you're interested."

"I am," I replied after a brief pause. "Here's my cell number. Give me a call. Sounds like fun."

I was actually quite surprised that Fiona called me only a couple of days after the party. My cell rang at around eleven thirty at night, about ten minutes after Tina had called to say that she was going out clubbing, and she'd be out late. Fiona told me to just come over to her house, but to come around the back entrance. She also suggested that I hurry, as "The Show" was about to begin.

"Show? What are you talking about?" I asked, my curiosity surging.

"You'll see when you get here, Steve. Oh, park around back, OK?"

I parked my car behind her garage and made my way up the unlit path that led to the rear entrance of Fiona's big old house. She met me as I walked up, and she held her index finger over her puckered lips in a silent "shhhhhh", and motioned me inside, then up a flight of stairs to a sun deck on the second floor. She handed me a scotch and invited me to sit down.

"So, what IS this "Show" that's about to start, Fiona?" I asked, rather puzzled by what it could be, and the fact that Fiona was wearing rather girlish looking flannel pyjamas.

She stood and pointed down at her driveway in front of her house. I stood and looked down toward it. Fiona's Honda was parked nearest the house. Tina's Mustang was parked behind it. And behind that, was a big Ford F-350 crew cab, with the name of some oilfield contractor on it.

"What the hell is going on here, Fiona?" I asked her, wondering if there was a point to any of this.

"Sit down, Steve, and I'll tell you what is going to happen, or is already happening down in the basement suite, OK? I'll give you an idea of what's going on, and you can decide if you're into checking it out for yourself."

She lit up a nicely rolled joint, then passed it over to me, saying, "Tina is a popular waitress, and brings in a lot of return customers. That's good. She's also something of a slut, though, and there were more than a few times that it was brought to my attention that she was out in the parking lot or behind the storage shed, sucking some guy off. Her business, I guess, and God knows that those guys would come back with their friends and spend a shitload of cash when they did, but, like I said, I dont need that kind of crap going on around the restaurant. MY restaurant. I don't just manage it, I bought it, so I've got a vested interest in the place. Anyway, one night, I went out to grab my smokes out of the car, and there is your lovely wife, taking it from behind while she's got her mouth stretched around a pair of cocks. I told her to meet me in the office when she was done. She came in thinking she WAS done, bawling like a little kid. I tossed her a key to my basement suite, and told her that if she was going to be doing that kind of shit, to do it here, or anywhere else but at work."

"So, what, then? You had me come over to tell me that my wife is using your basement to fuck around in? Why should I give a shit?" I was a little irritated; this wasn't making a whole lot of sense.

"SO, I thought that you might be interested in seeing your wife in action, that's what." she said as she took another pull of the spliff and passed it to me. "Right now, your wife is down in my basement, showing off those big fucking titties of hers to a bunch of coked up rig pigs, Steve. She's telling them about the filthy fucking things that she's done, and how she loves to be treated like the dirty fucking cocksucker that she is, and she is going to crawl around on the floor begging them to do the most degrading shit to her. So, wanna go watch?"

I felt a little sickened by the prospect of it. At the same time, my prick had become rock hard thinking about it, and some perverse part of me wanted to see it all for myself.

"I'm in. Do you have some kind of video hookup or something?"

"No, Steve, it will be live. You OK with that? It could get pretty intense. And you have to remain absolutely silent. Still in?" Fiona was anxious to get down there.

"Let's go."

Fiona led me down to a main floor bedroom that had a huge walk in closet. At the rear of the closet, on the floor, was an open metal grating that afforded a clear view of the basement suite's living room, and the bedroom. It was pitch black in the closet, the light from downstairs shining up through the floor. I could hear Tina's voice.

"Ready, Steve?" Fiona asked, giving me one last chance to bail out.

"Hell, yeah. Let's do it."

We got down on our bellies on the thick carpet. I looked down into the living room at my wife. She was wearing a very expensive bra, garter and silk stockings, and equally extravagant five inch heels. She was seated on the edge of a kichen chair, her legs spread, working a large dildo into her hairy purple cunt. In front of her sat five crude, dirty men, telling her what a whore she was, spitting insults and cocaine enriched wads of saliva at her.

"OK, cocksucker, why dont you show us how much of that fucking dildo you can swallow?" one of them snarled at her, as he stood and yanked the slippery rubber prick out of her snatch and sat it on the coffee table in front of her chair, it's ugly pink mass standing erect in front of her.

Tina crawled toward the edge of the table and wrapped her hands around the base of the plastic phallus. She kissed the massive head of it, licking her own thick cream off of it before stretching her lips around it. Her eyes scanned the motley fucks seated in front of her, begging them silently for what they'd come here for. She forced her mouth over the slimy silicone prick as far as she could manage. Her lips and face were perversely stretched and distorted around it, though she had taken less than half of it.

"Is that all you can fucking manage? You told us that you were the best cocksucker around, for fuck sake!" one of them said to her, her eyes following his as he stood.

"Maybe she just needs a bit of motivation." said another, as he stood and removed his belt.

I looked down at my wife's face. The first man that had stood up had a handful of her hair in one hand, pressing down on the back of her head, the other clamped around her jaw, locking the dildo in her mouth. There was terror in her eyes, but she did nothing to struggle or protest.

"All of it, cunt. I want to see your fucking lips against that table." He looked back at the man who'd removed his belt and nodded.

I could taste blood in my mouth; I'd bitten down on my tongue to keep myself silent as I saw and heard the thick black leather bite into Tina's ass. Her cry of pain was muffled as she took a little more of the dildo into her face.

"What was that, cocksucker?" the man holding her head demanded, allowing her mouth just enough space to catch a breath, and reply.

"Again."

Again, the sound of the leather sliced through the air and into my wife's smooth white flesh. And again, she took the dildo even further into her mouth, her throat bulging around it's girth, saliva running out of her mouth onto the table. Her eyes were reddening as she battled against her gag reflex. Again the leather left a raw swath across her ass and she took even more of the huge fake prick into her throat. The men started grunting "more, more, more," in unison...........

My heart was pounding; I felt nauseous from the amount of adrenaline surging through my body, without a viable means of release for it. Fiona was transfixed by the spectacle being acted out beneath us, her hand stroking herself as she silently masturbated. Not more than ten feet away from me, my own wife had succeded in taking the entire length of the dildo down her throat as some brutal anonymous bastard beat her ass with a leather belt. It was the most bizarre, surreal moment of my life.

The man holding Tina by the hair dragged her up from her knees and kicked the coffee table and the dildo aside. Pulling her head back, he grabbed at one of her breasts, squeezing it roughly. The man holding the belt dragged the leather across her bulging cleavage. As he did, her nipples stiffened, and she began to get that look on her face. The look she'd get when being treated like a whore. The look she'd get when sizing up some guy for his cock, or his potential for degrading her. The look that would transform her from cheery, cute waitress to cock slave. I had not seen that look for a long, long time........

"OK, Missy, I think it's about time that you show the boys and I those fucking tits of yours. And you better make it fucking interesting, if you know what's good for you." The order had come from one of the men still seated. He was older than the others, probably their foreman. The two men standing stepped back, leaving Tina standing alone in the middle of the room.

The older man looked at the others, a greasy smirk crossing his leathery face, telling them, "You are going to fucking LOVE this......."

Fiona turned to me, and whispered,"The Show!" She then turned her attention back to the basement. Tina had the group captivated.

She was now in her element. She knew the power those breasts of hers held over people, and she loved it. She had began to develop at the age of ten, and by the time she was twelve, she was wearing a 36DD bra. She caused accidents when she walked down the streets of the small town she grew up in. People talked behind her back about her. She didn't care about what they said, most of it was true, anyway, and there wasn't a sighted heterosexual male in the whole town who hadn't jacked off while fantasizing about her.

She looked at the bunch of them while cupping her hands under her breasts, pushing them upwards, causing her cleavage to swell out from her bra. The men sat transfixed, one of them occasionally grunting in approval as she squeezed and pulled at her nipples through the lace of her bra. "The Look" began to engrave itself into her face as she watched her grimy audience squirm in their seats as their pricks stiffened........

Tina reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. It remained in place, it's shoulder straps now bearing the formidable weight. She slipped the straps from her shoulders, and the exquisite lace fell from her body, leaving her standing as the epicentre to the silent, boiling lust that had filled the room.

They were not perfect breasts, in the airbrushed, magazine sense. They were huge, and pendulous, hanging down to only a few inches above her navel. Their surface was lined with stretch marks and bluish veins. Her aureoles were a dark purplish brown, and when she was younger, had protruded off of the surface of her breasts like two smaller tits, each the size of half of a tennis ball. Now, gravity had gotten it's way, and they hung from the ends of her breasts, their dark color contrasting sharply against her pale white skin. No one in the room was complaining about them, though, and no one ever had........

Tina reached down between her legs with one hand and massaged her pussy while pulling at her dark nipples with the other. She then alternated hands, rubbing her thick, creamy girl juice over her breasts, filling the room with the sharp odor of her pheromone rich venom.

As if by cue, four of the men rose, surrounding her, pawing and grabbing at her flesh. She moaned loudly as she stroked herself off, and the men pulled at her nipples and pubic hair. The one man reprised his earlier role, once again grabbing a handful of Tina's soft, dark mane. Another took hold of her arms, pulling her elbows together behind her back, causing her to cry out, and her huge tits to thrust forward in a most vulnerable manner....

Once again, the man with the belt dragged the coarse leather across the flesh of my wife's breasts, causing her to whimper in fearful anticipation of his intentions.

"Scared?" he asked her nonchalantly.

"Yes."

"Of WHAT, for Christ's sake?"

"Please, I, umm, uhhh......"

"Please, WHAT, you fucking cunt?!! Please make you some tea? Please wipe my feet before coming in? YOU FUCKING ASKED US HERE, NOW WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!!" The roughneck's tone was brutal; he wanted to hear her beg.

"Please, whip my breasts." Tina snivelled with shame in her voice.

"What was that, could you speak up please?" the older man, still seated, taunted.

"Please, I want you to whip my tits with that belt. Please."

"Well, that was a little better," the man holding the belt said politely, "But I'd really like to hear you beg for it. Like a whore would beg."

"Please, I beg you, whip my big, ugly fucking tits!! Come on, for fuck sake!" Tina looked wild, pushing her tits toward the man holding the belt. "WHIP MY FUCKING TITTIES, YOU SON OF A BI........"

The belt tore across her breasts, leaving a thick, nasty red welt across both of them. Tina screamed, then looked her tormentor in the eye, and whispered, "Again....."

Fiona looked over at me. Her expression said it all; this was way beyond anything Tina had done here before, and Fiona was looking a bit freaked out by it all. Suddenly, our attenion snapped back toward Tina, as the belt again slashed through the air into her tits.

"AGAIN!!!!" she screamed, and recieved her demand instantly. As the belt left a dark, angry smear across her aureoles, I felt myself ejaculate. My underwear were soaked......

The men did not relent in their abuse of my wife. The older man, who had leaned back in the chair he sat in, as if watching a sports event on TV, had obviously seen Tina in action before, as he would suggest to the others to indulge in some cruel, painful action that he somehow knew she would respond to.

"Twist those big black nipples of hers, she fucking loves that, don't you, you fucking whore?"

"Yes. Please, twist my nipples. Harder. HARDER, GODDAMMIT! FUCK YEAH! LIKE THAT!!!"

The men gave Tina exactly what she wanted, and pulled and twisted at her raw nipples as she moaned like a fucking animal. The tension from the room I looked down into had reached a brutal, sadistic pitch. Part of me just wanted to get up and leave this bizarre and supremely fucked up scenario. The woman in the room who was now being forced to lick her own juice from the floor was my wife, for Christ's sake...........

The faces of the men surrounding the woman on her knees had become feral. She looked up at them with that fucking look, and that look was never as savage or intense as when she looked into the eyes of a man who's cock she was about to suck.......

"You invited us over to suck our cocks, didn't you, whore?"

"Yes."

Once again, her hair was yanked back, as another man pulled her mouth open.

"Well, why don't you tell us a few of your dirty little secrets. I'm sure a slut like you must have some great stories." The man who had been holding the belt stood in front of her and pulled his dirty cock out of his pants, adding, "I'll let you suck it if you tell me about the first time you sucked cock, whore."

She told them how criminally young she was the first time she'd sucked a man's, a teacher's, cock. And how she'd skipped classes the rest of the day to hitch hike up and down the highway, sucking the penis of every man who picked her up. She told them how, the following summer, she'd been gang banged at every biker bash she could find her way to. That she'd fucked cops right behind the Dairy Queen. She recieved a slap across her face for every sordid admission of sodomy or bestiality, the almost insane look on her face reflecting the brutality of her interrogators' sadism..........




The Show



"Please......" Tina whimpered.

"Please, WHAT??"

"Please, fuck my mouth.....please...."

"BEG, GODDAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Please, fuck my dirty whore mouth, please, I'M FUCKING BEGGING YOU!!!!!!!!"

Her carnally enraged inquisitors surrounded her, hanging their cocks just out of reach of her tongue. Then, the older man, who had been chopping up a fresh set of lines for his crew, came over very calmly and motioned the boys over to the kitchen table where the coke was laid out, waiting for them.

"Just one more question, Missy, and you can suck as much cock as you can stomach. Sound fair?" the older man asked Tina as he grabbed a handful of her hair with one hand, pulling out his prick with the other.

Tina looked up with the most depraved fucking look on her face, and answered, "Yes."

"OK, then, for our final question! Does your husband know where you are, RIGHT NOW?!" The old bastard lifted her left hand into the air, showing her wedding band. The snorting pigs sprang immediately from the table, hooting and howling about the filthy cunt on her knees being MARRIED, for fuck sake!!

Tina looked at her hand, shocked by her error, and at the instant her mouth dropped open, the crusty old fucker drove his cock down her throat.

The others rushed in, trying to stuff as many of their sweaty, reeking pricks into her mouth as they could at once, then grabbing her hair and each taking their turn at violently fucking her face.........

They literally dragged Tina into the bedroom, and threw her onto the bed, which was directly beneath the grating that Fiona and I were spying down through. Directly beneath us, two of the men pulled Tina's legs apart, holding her feet back behind her head. One of them pulled her wedding band from her finger and stuffed it into her anus. The entire filthy lot then fucked her senseless, pounding her ass and cunt with barbaric abandon, as she stared blankly into the grating above her............

We'd had a couple of good years. I hadn't been bothered by Tina's progressive aversion to the kinky shit that she'd been into when we met; I knew that she had been through some rough shit while she was young. Her parents were both useless white trash who were constantly fucked up on booze or Demerol or Jesus, or a combination thereof. But, there had only been one time that I'd seen "That Look" on Tina's face that didn't involve some form of degradation or humiliation. 

One time while making love under the summer stars, she'd let it out, but the instant she did, she bolted, seemingly ashamed that she'd let it slip through while being loved. After that moment, there was a space between us that only grew colder. I realised that whatever damage she carried within her was not mine to fix, even if I could......

I watched as the foul smelling dirtbags below jacked off or drove their shit covered pricks into Tina's open mouth. They then left, not one of them saying a word to her as they collected their cocaine and their beer on the way out.

Tina lay beneath, slowly stroking herself as the tears ran down her face. After a few minutes, she got up and slowly walked to the bathroom.

"Finally!" Fiona gushed. "Do I ever have to take a piss! You probably have a little, uh, cleaning up to do, too, eh, Steve? Just use the upstairs bathroom. I'll meet you upstairs on the deck in a few minutes."

I cleaned myself up, then sat out in the pre-dawn calm and lit up the big roach that sat in the ashtray. This was the strangest night of my life. My cell phone recieved a voice message, just as Fiona stepped out onto the deck.

"Hey, it's just me. I got a little wasted, uh, I'm, uh, going to just crash at Fiona's, uh, I, I guess I'll see you later............"

"The little woman?" Fiona asked as she handed me a roachclip.

"Yeah. She sounded a little........overwhelmed." 

"Imagine THAT!" Fiona retorted.

"This has been interesting, Fiona. I think I'm gonna split now, gotta work in a few hours. It's been a slice..........."

Fiona gave me a little peck on the cheek, and I headed out back towards my car. I decided that there was no fucking way that I'd be getting any sleep after all I'd just seen, so I just headed down to the shop and got all of the day's work lined up for when the staff came in. I split and headed home about nine A.M.. Tina's Mustang was parked out front, so I parked in the rear. I went directly down to the basement shower to clean up. I expected my wife would be passed out up in our bedroom.

Tina was downstairs, standing in front of the full length mirror. She was naked, except for her shredded stockings and heels. Her flesh was covered with belt marks. Her aureoles appeared to be twice their normal size because of the bruising and swelling. Her hair and face were smeared with semi-congealed semen. She was a fucking mess.

"Nice shoes." I commented dryly.

"I suppose you want to know what happened?" The tone of her voice sounded more bored than anything.

"Well, let's see. I'll bet you met some guy at work that heard you like being treated like a whore. Then he took you out past the steelyards and chained you to a fence and took his belt to you after you rimmed his ass and licked his cum off the ground. Something like that?"

Tina looked at me, almost amused, and answered, "Close. But there was more than one guy."

"I see you've misplaced your wedding ring....."

I never saw that ring again. Tina moved out about a week later, into Fiona's basement. I was invited over to watch "The Show" a few more times, and I usually took Fiona up on it. Usually, Tina would just strip for some guy then suck him off. There was this one really creepy looking fucker that would just watch her play with her tits, then give her a container of what looked like semen for her to drink in front of him. I also watched her get gang banged a couple of times, the last time, she sucked off at least a dozen guys who'd tied up her tits so tightly that they looked like two giant purple beachballs hanging off her chest. I never bothered coming over to watch her after that...........

Fiona and I actually still have a thing going on. Tina moved away a couple of months later, but there was no shortage of girls working for Fiona that would pass up a place to fuck around in, away from their hubbies or boyfriends, so there is something for us to watch at least a couple of times a week. Fiona is also an amazing fuck, which certainly adds to the fun. Tina, last I heard, she'd found God and married some rancher. They're divorced now...................




The Show



I waited by my bedroom window, watching the tree in the yard behind mine. I'd seen Cody up there for the last few nights, watching me while I got ready for bed. He'd gone to college last year and this was the first time I'd seen him since he'd left. He'd hung out with my son a lot growing up and I'd caught him staring at me more than once. But this peeping tom phase was something new and, I had to admit, it was a turn on.

I watched the tree, trying not to show how nervous and excited I was. Maybe he wasn't going to show up tonight. Maybe he'd found something better to do than watch a 41 year old woman undress.

I had to admit, his attention had always been something of a turn on. A divorced woman raising a son by herself doesn't always feel like a woman. On those times he'd by over and I'd catch him watching me, I might have wiggled my hips just a bit more than was proper, but it felt so good to be seen as a woman.

Where was he? I had everything ready. I'd made sure he'd be able to see me from his vantage point. I'd replaced the batteries in my purple toy to be ready for him. All day I had been wet at the thought of what I was planning and still he hadn't shown.

After what seemed an eternity, I saw the branches of the tree rustling. I caught sight of him making his way up into the high part of the tree. I watched him out of the corner of my eye as he tried to hide himself behind the leaves and branches of the tree. I almost wanted to laugh at how exposed and obvious he was. Once he was in place I started the show.

I sat on the edge of my bed and slid off my high heels. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, taking my time to add to his excitement. Once my blouse was unbuttoned, I slid it off and let it fall to the floor. I stretched my arms over my head and pushed my bra clad breasts out at him.

I reached behind me and unclasped my bra. I slid it down, slowly revealing a tiny bit of skin at a time. I let it slip to the floor and I stood, my breasts completely exposed, facing the window, wondering how much enjoyment he was getting out of this.

I rubbed my breasts, feeling my nipples harden against my palms as I caressed myself. I pinched my nipples and let my head fall back as I let out a low moan.

I turned my back to the window and reached behind myself to unzip my skirt. I let it slip down to the floor, exposing my black thong to him. I cupped my ass and gave it a squeeze as I leaned over my bed.

I turned back around and sat on my bed. Cody had pushed the branches out of his way and I could see him clearly but I didn't let him know.

I hooked my thumbs into the thong and pulled it down. I stepped out of it and, sitting on my bed with my legs spread, I massaged my thighs. With my legs wide open I hoped he could see the little strip of hair above my pussy. 

I slid my hand up my thigh and ran my fingers through my tiny thatch of hair. I slid my middle finger down and rubbed at my clit. I let out a moan as I slid my finger lower and into my wet pussy. I slid it slowly in and out of my pussy.

With my pussy hot and wet, I knew I was ready for the next part of my show. I reached over and opened the top drawer on my nightstand. I pulled my purple vibrator out. I turned it on and slid it down between my breasts. I let it rest for a moment on each nipple, enjoying the tingle running through my body.

I slid the vibrator lower and pressed it against my clit. My moan was much louder now as my body shivered from the overload of pleasure I was feeling. I slid my vibrator down and slowly eased it into my pussy. 

It slid in and out easily from how wet I was. I pushed it in and out, my hips rocking back and forth as my rhythm increased. With my other hand I began to rub slow circles against my clit.

How hard did I have him now? Was he touching himself while he watched me? The thought that he was made me even hotter. Maybe he was thinking about climbing into my window and taking me. I knew if he tried, he'd have me any way he wanted me.

Thoughts of him taking me made me feel like I was on fire, my body burned with desire. I plunged the vibrator in and out, even faster now. My breath was coming in ragged little gasps as the pleasure overwhelmed me.

I threw my head back and cried out as I came. My pussy clamped around the vibrator as the orgasm tore through me. After forever, I fell back on the bed, my body shuddering from the orgasm.

When I could finally make my body move again, I stood up and went to the window. I could still see him in the tree. With a mischievous little grin, I waved at him and blew him a kiss before yanking my curtains closed.



The Show



A young lawyer is used for public entertainment


I was led out through the dark tunnel into a large room with bright lights. I was dressed in a tiny skirt, a flimsy blouse, and high heeled sandals. At the center of the room was a small wrestling mat, about twice the size of a king bed. There were about 10 people seated at the edges of the mat, mostly men, with at least a couple of woman. They were all well dressed, and were all wearing masks. There were two men with large video cameras. And, in the center of the mat, was a big, heavily muscled man, completely naked except for a leather harness, and a black mask. He was looking at me, and he had an erection.

I turned to run back into the tunnel, but my handlers grabbed me by the arms, and thrust me onto the mat. The man came at me, and a voice yelled "lets get it on!"

So how did I get in this situation? It started, I guess, when I was tapped to "carry the brief case" for a senior law partner on a trip to Thailand. I was a new associate at the firm, and there was a bit of grumbling as to why I was chosen for this plum assignment. Some people, I know, thought it was because of short skirts and tight tops I would wear on "casual days" at the office.

Well, it's true that I am pretty hot. I am a small, slim girl, with blond hair and blue eyes. I keep my legs and butt in shape at the gym, and my big, natural breasts have always gotten a lot of stares from the guys. But while the short skirts I wore at the job didn't hurt, the partner I was traveling with was a nice old duffer, and I don't think he had planned anything funny while we were overseas.

Anyway, after a day of meetings I was hitting the clubs in Bangkok. I chatted with a few guys, and one tall dark and handsome fellow told me about the new place we should try. We were walking along the sidewalk when a van pulled up. The sliding door opened, and the next thing I knew there was a bag over my head. My arms were bound behind me and I was inside the van with the door closed before I could react. 

I started to struggle, but a punch in the midsection doubled me over. A hand grabbed me by the neck and pulled me erect. A rough voice spoke to me in English over the traffic noise. "This is just a kidnapping, if you play along you won't be harmed. Any resistance and we can make you really regret it." I was shoved down onto a bench seat, and I thought it best to wait and see what happened next.

After about a ten minute drive the van door opened, and I was led out. "Walk carefully" the voice said, "I will keep you from stumbling." A strong hand on my upper arm led me on a short walk. "Here, she is," the voice said, apparently to someone else.

The next voice belonged to a woman. "We are going to change you, please do not struggle and you won't be hurt." There were hands, unzipping my skirt, tugging at the buttons of my top. I tried to twist away, and there was a stinging blow delivered to my head, through the hood I was still wearing. "None of that now," the woman said.

I was dazed. I could feel the hands stripping me naked, some of my clothing was being cut away. I was quickly dressed in a new outfit, a bra of some kind, then a skirt and blouse. A pair of panties were pushed up my legs, I could tell from the feel that they were very tiny and didn't cover much. I was pushed back onto a stool, while someone put socks and shoes on me.

The hood was pulled off my head, and I saw that I was in a small, brightly lit room with no furnishings other than the stool I was sitting on. A masked man was watching, holding a long knife. There were two tough looking Asian women, both of them also wearing masks. One of them started putting makeup on my face, while the other brushed out my hair, and started putting it up in two pigtails. 

My first thought was relief about the masks; if they were worried about me seeing their faces, there was a good chance I would get out of this alive. Then I looked down at my outfit, and saw they had dressed me like a streetwalker. I was wearing a tiny pleated "schoolgirl" type of skirt, and a thin, tight, short sleeved blouse that left my midriff bare. White knee socks and high heeled sandals completed the costume. "What are you . . ." I started to say, but the only answer was a red ball gag one of the women forced into my mouth.

"She is ready," one of the women said, and two large masked Asian men came into the room. They grabbed me by the arms, and started propelling me down a dark hallway. My arms were unbound, but they had covered my hands with leather mitts fastened at my wrists. The next thing I knew I was on the mat, staring with horror at the nearly naked man I now knew was going to be my rapist.

It was difficult to walk on the mat with my high heals, and the straps on my shoes kept me from kicking them off. I swung at the man, with one of the mitten things covering my hands. The man grabbed my arm, and laughed. He threw me to the mat, and stood over me laughing. I was on my knees, displaying my little panties to the men seated behind me. I tottered to my feet, facing my attacker again.

He circled to the left, grabbing my arm again. Then he pulled me around so he was behind me, grabbing me around the waist. He pushed me face down onto the mat, and pressed his weight down on top of me. He lifted up my tiny, pleated schoolgirl skirt, and he started rubbing my pussy through the thin, cotton panty I was wearing. I could hear the yells of approval from the spectators. One of the cameramen came in to get a closeup of my violation.

I tried to get to my knees, but he was too heavy. I tried to force my legs together, but his hand was already between them. And my body was starting to betray me, as I could feel myself getting the tiniest bit wet from his attentions. 

The man released me, and I struggled to my feet, to face him. I was flushed, breathing heavily. He circled me, and I kept turning to face him. Then he seized one of my wrists, and pulled me toward him. This also spun me around, so he could wrap his arm around my waist from behind. This time his objective was my breasts. While he held me tight about the waist with one hand, he used the other to grope my breasts through the top I was wearing. 

I pushed at his arm with my mittened hands, but he was too strong. He kneaded my breasts, cupping and massaging them. "This is good stuff," he spoke to the crowd about us. "Plenty big and firm." He pinched one of my nipples, which caused me to squeal through the gag I was wearing.

Then he reached up with both hands, grabbing the shirt I was wearing. With one firm pull, he ripped it away from my body. The thin material tore cleanly, and, except for the bra they had given me, I was naked from the waist up.

I say bra, but it was really more of a tiny bikini top. It had string straps, and two small and flimsy triangles of material that did very little to either contain or conceal me. It barely covered my nipples, leaving the sides and bottom of my breasts exposed. And I had little doubt that if I moved at all the little top wouldn't keep me from jiggling. 

He pushed me away, and I wobbled, trying to steady myself on the heels. He started circling again, and I had to turn again to face him. I knew he was putting me on display for the crowd, with my short skirt and barely-there top. As we circled, he would reach out and slap or grab at one of my breasts. Sometimes he would lift up my skirt, showing the crowd the little panties I was wearing. I would push at him, or hit at him with my mittened fists, but my attempts at defense did nothing other than to cause my tits to bounce about. I couldn't stop him from doing anything he wanted to do with me.

Suddenly he grabbed one of the strings holding my top together, and yanked. The bra came apart, and my boobs popped free. I tried to cover myself with my hands, but he pulled me close again, and got behind me. He grabbed my elbows and pulled my arms behind me, gathering them together with one arm. This left his other hand free to explore my breasts, fondling and squeezing them, while the watching crowd hooted appreciatively. 

I struggled, but he held me firm, and he slowly turned me about while he played with me, to make sure everyone got a good view. One of the cameramen came onto the mat, to get a close up of the man playing with my tits.

Then he reached under my skirt, and I pressed my knees together to keep him out of my pussy. He reacted by ripping my skirt away. He then released me, pushing me so I stumbled to my knees. I scrambled to my feet, turning to face him again. I was naked now, except for the thin white panty, and my heels and white socks.

He was circling again, as the crowd shouted to strip me bare. I don't think he was looking for an advantage, he just wanted the tension to build, and for everyone to get a good look at me, as I tried to keep him away from me. 

Finally he reached out and ripped my panties away. I tried to cover myself with one of the mitts, but he pulled himself behind me again, gathering my arms with one of his, and using his free hand on my pussy. He forced his hand between the legs I clenched together, and entered me. He began to finger fuck me.

He sat down suddenly, pulling me down on to his lap. His feet were hooked inside of my legs, holding them open. My cunt and my neatly trimmed bush were now on full display. He resumed finger fucking me, expertly manipulating my clit. To my shame—and yes, I could still feel shame even at the point—I was becoming aroused, and my juices flowed freely.

The crowd again shouted their approval. He took his now sopping hand away from my cunt, and wiped it on my face, so that everyone could see the evidence of what a dirty tramp I was. "The little whore likes it," I heard one of the onlookers call.

Now it was finally time. He turned, throwing me fully on my back. He kneeled between my legs, forcing them open wide. He ignored my attempts to push him off, and with his two hands lifted my bottom off the mat. He entered me, pushing his cock slowly into my dripping pussy. When he was fully in me, he lay fully on me, and began fucking me furiously. 

Against my will, I was becoming more and more stimulated as he raped me. Something about my situation, my helplessness, the men watching me with desire in their eyes, made this hotter than any sex I had ever had. I started to moan and whimper through the gag, as I came closer and closer to cumming. One of the cameras came close to my face, likely recording what a slut I was, to actually be getting off while being taken by force in front of all these people. My breath started coming faster and faster, and my hips were thrusting up, of their own will, in rhythm with the thrusts of my rapist. Finally, I was brought to release, my whole body trembling.

But the man wasn't done. Still inside of me, he turned me onto my face. He lifted my butt again, and I supported myself with my hands. He started fucking me again, doggy style. He grabbed my pigtails, using them as handles as he rode me, and my tits swayed back and forth as he thrust into me. I was getting aroused again, and was soon yelping into the gag. Finally, I came a second time. This time he came as well, pulling his dick out of me to spray his cum on my bottom.

The crowd cheered and applauded. He stood over me, arms in the air, acknowledging the accolades. I curled up in a ball on the mat, trying for some reason to conceal myself, mortified that I had been exposed as a slut in this public setting. I did not know, then, that my ordeal was not yet over. In fact it was barely beginning.

I soon found out as my attacker grabbed me by my hair and pulled me to my knees. He was handed a leather belt, with metal clips on it, by one of the handlers. He fastened this around my waist, and then fixed the mitts I was wearing–which also had clips–to the belt. The he was handed a metal rod, which had cuffs at each end. He fastened the cuffs to my ankles. This forced my legs apart, so I could no longer even try to protect my pussy by holding my legs together. If I thought I was helpless before, now I was naked, with my wrists securely held at my waist. Worse, my legs were forced apart, with my cunt completely exposed. 

I saw with horror that the final tool handed to my rapist was a leather riding crop. He struck me with the crop, across my bottom cheeks. It hurt like I was being burned, and I shrieked through the gag. With my hands bound to my waist, I couldn't protect myself. He struck again.

I turned to my back, to protect my bottom, and he shifted his attention to my front, giving quick strokes to my breasts, my belly, and my thighs. I rolled to my belly again, only to expose my bottom, and the back of my thighs. Helpless to stop the beating, I rolled myself into a trembling ball. 

The lashings stopped for a moment. "Get to your knees," he ordered. Knowing I was helpless, I obeyed. "Lift up, get your ass in the air," he told me. Again, I submitted to his command, presenting my butt for his attentions. 

"I am going to paddle your ass, and you may not move," he said. "Do you understand?" I nodded, anxious to obey him. He gave me one stroke, and then another and another. I wriggled because of the pain, but I didn't move, knowing it would only bring more punishment. I tried to plead with him through the gag, to please stop the beating, that I would do whatever he wanted to stop the beating.

He stopped stroking me with the rod, and stripped the ball gag from my mouth. "What did you say?" he asked.

"Please sir, please stop whipping me, I will do whatever you say?" He smiled down at me. "Let's put that to the test." He moved, so that his now flaccid cock was right before my face. It was filthy, dripping with both my juices and his cum. I knew what was coming.

 "Clean me up," he ordered. I had no choice but to obey him. Like a dog I started licking the foul tasting juices from his cock.

His cock started hardening again from my ministrations. "Take it in your mouth," he commanded. I submitted, opening my mouth as wide as I could, and leaning forward to take him in my mouth. 

His cock became fully engorged in my mouth. "Suck it" he demanded, "make me cum again." It was hard to keep my balance, with my hands bound at my sides and my heels spread. I bounced my head on his dick, to the encouraging calls of the watchers. Finally, I was rewarded by his hot stream of cum filling my mouth. "Swallow," he told me. I didn't dare disobey, choking down his salty goo.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth, and, with me still on my knees, dragged me over to a group of the masked spectators. "Tell them what you will do, if I promise not to beat you anymore," he growled.

There were four of them, looking down at me with want in their eyes. My cheeks reddened further, if that were possible, and I knew what I had to say to avoid the beating. "Please sirs, you can fuck me if you wish." One of the video cameras was there for a close up, to capture my capitulation.

"I want you to beg for it," he demanded. "Please sirs," I said to the men, lowering my head, "please fuck me, please use me as your party whore."

And then it started. First, there were their hands exploring my body, pinching my breasts, fingering my cunt, slapping my ass. Then one of them, a big bearded man, positioned me on my knees in front of him. His cock was out, and he pushed my head down on it. I opened my mouth for him, and he started fucking my mouth. He used my pigtails as handles, moving my head up and down on his cock, all the time grunting like a animal. 

On my knees as I was, with my legs forced open by the spreader bar, my cunt was wide open and accessible. I felt a set of fingers there, likely making sure I was well lubricated. I gasped as a man entered me from behind, and started fucking me with some energy. The other boys had their cocks in their hands, waiting for their turns as they played with my breasts. 

 The man in front pulled my head off his dick, and he shot his sperm onto my face. Another set of hands grabbed my head, and I was forced down on another cock. He finished quickly, again cumming on my face. One of the cameramen came in close to record the hot goo spurting on my face. The man behind me came at the same time, pulling out to add to the cum bath I was receiving. 

A black man was next. He positioned my head over his black cock, and ordered me to lick it. I complied, running my tongue and mouth over his long pole. After his dick was wet with my saliva, he pushed me onto my back. He kneeled astride my chest, pushed my tits together to form a tunnel for his slippery cock, which he started thrusting back and forth between my tits.

As I was being used in this fashion, another dick slid into my pussy, and its owner started fucking me furiously. Once again my body responded against my will, my hips thrusting up in time to his plunges into me.

Then a tall, short haired, butchy looking woman stood over me, wearing a short skirt and thigh high boots. She stepped out of her skirt, and pulled off her panties. She sat on my face, planting her cunt on my mouth. "Eat my pussy," she demanded. 

I had never been with a woman before, but I knew a refusal would only lead to another beating. I opened my mouth and started tongue fucking her, and the juices from her arousal flowed over my face. "Yes, that's it, fuck me," she squealed, as she ground her pussy into my face. The man fucking my pussy pulled out, spraying more hot cum on my belly. Another dick quickly took its place.

It went on and on as I was violated in every conceivable way. To my shame, I had orgasm after orgasm as I wriggled and moaned under the attentions I was receiving.

Eventually, everyone who wanted me had taken what they wanted, and I was left alone in the center of the mat. I was smeared and covered with cum on my face, my tits, and everywhere else. The cameras closed in on me, recording for posterity the dirty little party slut I had become.

After it was over, I was led away by the two Asian women, who gave me a through scrubbing in the shower. I was given respectable clothing to wear, and my hair and makeup were redone. Now if I went to the police, I would look nothing like a rape victim. One of the men warned me that the local police were paid off, that no one would listen to any complaint that I made, but that if I said anything at all a free copy of the video that had been made would be emailed to everyone in my law firm. Eventually I was blindfolded, led back into the van, and released a block from my hotel.

I thought about my options, and realized I really didn't have any. I went up to my hotel and hit the minibar, hoping I could get some sleep before the next round of meetings the following day. 

A week later I was back in the States. Sitting in my apartment, I logged on to the internet and tried a number of google searches to see if I could find the video taken of me. A search for "rape, blond, schoolgirl" took me to a site where a picture of my cum covered face was prominently displayed. A fifteen dollar charge on my credit card got me the downloaded video. And, as my violation played itself out again on the screen, I slipped one hand under my panties, and played with myself as I watched.



The Show



Ellie and Joe were out drinking. They had been married for a year, they were enjoying the carefree post wedding time going on holidays and out whenever they wanted. They both knew they would eventually calm things down and have kids, but for the moment they could do as they please. 

"So what's you biggest sexual fantasy?" Ellie asked.

Joe had a good think, he knew what he wanted but wasn't sure whether or not to admit it. They had discussed things they'd done and things they'd like to do but he wasn't sure whether to mention this.

Neither of them were easily shocked, both of them had a fairly wild past. They had both slept around while at university and were comfortable with this. They had also made a commitment to forsake all others which they were going to take very seriously.

"You first!" Joe replied, taking the cowards way out.

"You bottler! Ellie said playfully. "I've always fancied having sex with another girl. I got close at uni with a snog but never went any further."

Joe smiled, Ellie knew he would love this as would most men, but it was just a fantasy, she had no intention of actually doing it.

"I'd love to watch you have sex with another man." Joe said after plucking up courage.

"Would you?" Ellie said with a mixture of shock and curiosity. "I thought you'd hate seeing me with anyone else!"

"It's a strange one," he continued, "The thought is a great turn on but the reality is scary. It's just a fantasy though."

Ellie smiled, the thought turned her on too but there was no way she would risk her marriage on something like this.

They carried on drinking until closing time then made their way home. As soon as they were through the door they starting ripping each other clothes off. The sexual tension had been building since their chat in the pub.

With Ellie just wearing knickers, Joe pushed her back onto the stairs and pulled her thong aside. With one thrust he entered her, making them both gasp. They fucked frantically for no more than a minute, before Joe came deep inside her. He then quickly pulled out and started to go down on her, licking her moist slit before plunging his tongue into her hole, he could taste his own spunk mixed with her juices. In no more than another minute Ellie came violently. 

The couple collapsed at the bottom of the stairs, thoroughly spent. Once they got their breath back, Ellie led Joe upstairs for some more leisurely sex. They both felt rampant after the conversation they'd had.

Ellie slowly sucked Joe's cock back to life, she loved the taste of her juices on him and enjoyed taking his full length in her mouth. Joe was about 7" long with a good girth, he wasn't the biggest Ellie had ever had but he was the best. No-one had ever made her feel like he had.

"I want to taste you again." Joe told her, "Sit on my face."

Ellie swiftly got into a 69 and allowed Joe's tongue to slip between her legs, she let out a satisfied moan as his tongue circled her clit. Joe soon had Ellie coming again, shaking as she did. 

Ellie was now too sensitive for Joe to carry on his oral efforts and sat astride him. She slowly rode him, letting Joe squeeze her 38DD tits. She had put on a little weight since they got married, too much of the good life she told herself. Joe loved her extra curves although Ellie was always talking about dieting until she was back to a size 10 again.

"So you'd like to see me do this to another man then?" Ellie said seductively. "Riding his hard cock, letting him suck my nipples, maybe letting him come over my big tits."

"Yes, I'd love it." He replied. "I can't imagine anything that would turn me on more."

"You'd like to see him licking my cunt?" She continued, "Me wrapping my lips around his hard cock?" 

Ellie was clearly getting off on this dirty talk now. She had subconsciously speeding up her rhythm. Joe gripped her tits hard now, licking and gently biting her nipples. A couple of moments later the couple came again, this time at exactly the same moment.

Ellie collapsed onto Joe, sweating and out of breath. This was the best sex they had enjoyed for a long time.

The following weekend, Joe was going to a friend's stag night. He had 2 friends getting married that summer and was expecting a couple of very messy nights out to celebrate. The lads all being members of a local Rugby club had decided to stage the night there. They had booked a Comedian, a DJ and a group of 3 strippers. The boys had got together and paid enough that the girls would put on a sex show.

"You'd better not get up to anything naughty tonight!" Ellie told him, giving him a playful slap on the bum. Joe had told her exactly what was planned tonight, they never needed to keep secrets as jealousy was never an issue.

"Not even a blowjob?!" Joe said jokingly.

"I suppose I don't mind that." Ellie said after a few moments of thought. 

Joe was taken aback, he said nothing for a moment, trying to work out whether he had heard her right.

"Are you serious?" He eventually asked her. "You're taking the piss aren't you?"

"No, I'm not!" She said, "I've been thinking about this a lot since we had that chat about our fantasies. The thought of you doing things with other women turns me on too."

"It was only a fantasy!" Joe replied, "I wasn't expecting to actually thinking we'd try it."

"You don't have to if you'd rather not." Ellie said with a reassuring smile. "I'm just saying it's ok if you did. As long as we have boundaries and stick to them we could have fun"

Joe took a few moments to take this in, he was really shocked and excited at the same time.

"Does this mean you'll be fucking other men?" He eventually replied.

"Not if you didn't want me to." Ellie said.

"I don't mind, only I'd want to be there." Joe continued. "The thing that turned me on about the fantasy was to be watching you."

"That's fine." She said. "I totally understand and respect that. I'd never do anything behind your back, you know that."

"Course I do." 

"Well just go and enjoy your night then!" Ellie added, "And stop worrying about stuff!"

Joe went off to the stag night. He had so many thoughts running through his head. Should they try things like this? Would either of them get jealous? Would it ruin what they had? He put this to the back of his mind once he arrived and met the lads. It was all about drinking for now. 

There were about 150 people in the club overall, about 25 of them were in the stag party group. It was all pretty standard stuff at the start. The comedian would tell dirty jokes then introduce one of the girls on stage to strip. They would strip naked and tease the lads at the front with a few closeups and that was it. 

The drink was flowing by now and the atmosphere was rowdy. They were having a great time. The comedian came back after a short break and announced that it was time for the sex show. The cheer was deafening. Joe and his mates were standing at the bar, near the front to get a good view.

2 girls came on stage and started a sexy dance with each other. They slowly undressed and started to rub and lick each others tits. They both looked about 30, heavily made up and very tarty. Just what was needed for a night like this. The girls ran through a choreographed show, going down on each other then finishing off using toys. 

Their 10 minute show was greeted by huge applause. The comedian then introduced the next girl. She was the most attractive of the 3 and got an even bigger cheer as she came on and performed a toy show.

5 minutes in she took the microphone.

"Which one of you boys wants to come and help me up here then?" She asked.

About a dozen lads quickly offered, mainly younger lads that obviously didn't have wives or girlfriends to worry about. 

The girls surveyed the crowd for a moment and shook her head no.

"What about you by the bar?" She said, "The stag."

Joe's mate Sean looked embarrassed. He didn't know where to put himself. He was unaware that his best man had tipped the stripper £50, raised among their group, to make sure it was him that was pulled up.

Reluctantly Sean made his way up to the stage. He quickly realized he had no choice with 25 mates putting him up to it.

Wasting no time, the stripper took his shirt and trousers off. He now looked really nervous. She whispered something in his ear then whipped off his boxer shorts. His semi erect cock was now on display. The stripper smiled and gave a thumbs up to the crowd. Another huge cheer followed. Sean needn't have worried as he packed a large 8" cock, all his friends knew this as he had a reputation among the girls he'd slept with.

The stripper then sunk to her knees and took his length in her mouth. He was visibly getting harder as she worked on his member. 

After a blowjob the stripper stood back up and whispered into Sean's ear again, clearly giving him instructions on what to do next.

She laid Sean on his back and rolled on a condom, swiftly mounting him and began to ride. The crowd cheered again as they put on the show. The stripper started to slow down as Sean was obviously close to coming. Standing themselves up, she removed the condom and started to wank him. When Sean gave her the word, she crouched down and aimed his jets of spunk at her tits. Sean fired a huge load over them, some of it dripping down onto the floor.

Sean hurriedly put his pants back on as the stripper took a bow for the crowd.

The show was over, Joe and some of the boys headed back to Sean's house for more beer. The lads chatted and relived the show they'd just seen. All Joe could think about was how he would have loved the girl to be Ellie. The thought of her fucking another man was now dominating his mind.

Joe got in at 3am, he woke Ellie to tell her what he'd seen that night. She was loving hearing the story and couldn't believe Sean actually had sex with a stripper on stage.

"Were you not tempted to get in on the action?" She asked him.

"Course I was!" He replied. "I didn't because I wanted to do it with you there. If we do something like this I want both of us to be involved."

"I'm glad you did," Ellie continued, "I wouldn't have minded but I rather I was with you."

"I couldn't help thinking how much I wanted the stripper to be you." Joe said, almost embarrassed he'd admitted it.

"Would you?" She said, "You'd like to watch me fuck someone in front of all those men?"

She was now stroking Joe's cock, he was now rock hard. Ellie took his erection in her mouth, taking long, slow mouthfuls of his cock.

"Does it turn you on thinking of me doing this to another man?" She asked him.

Joe just nodded.

"Swallowing his erection, licking his balls." She continued while giving him the most amazing blowjob she could.

Joe still said nothing and allowed her to work on him, he was holding back as much as he could, wanting to prolong the feeling as long as he could.

"Can you imagine someone fucking me from behind while I did this for you?" Ellie went on, "Fucking my arse while you come in my mouth.

Joe groaned and let his orgasm go. Ellie loved the feeling of him coming in her mouth. She swallowed his load and gave him a kiss, neither of them said anything else and fell asleep in each others arms.

The next day Ellie and Joe talked at length about what they would like to do. They agreed that they would have sex with others but they would both always be present. It had been Joe's fantasy originally but now it seemed to be Ellie that was driving the idea. She was also keen on watching Joe with another woman. She had an idea but wasn't sure how Joe would react. Ellie thought about it for a long time and eventually decided to go for it. She told Joe that she had an idea but he was going to have to see what it was, the suspense was killing him.

6 weeks later, Joe was going to the next stag night on the Saturday night. Despite him trying to get the details out of Ellie, she would tell him nothing about what, where and when it was going to happen. He had started to think it wasn't going to happen now.

The lads had arranged another strip night at the Rugby club and again a huge crowd were expected. The stag was well up for it, hoping that the lads had decided to get him up on stage. This time they had decided against the comedian and just went for the sex show. They booked the same 3 strippers again and this time an extra man and woman to put on an extra show.

The night started as before with the 3 girls going through their strip routine and toy show. Next up was the sex show. They were looking forward to this as it was a new part of the show to enjoy.

As the man and woman made their way onto the stage Joe was at the bar getting a round of beer in. On turning back towards the stage he couldn't believe what he saw. Ellie was on stage dressed only in underwear, stockings and suspenders, standing next to a really fit looking bloke. He was wearing just a tight pair of boxer shorts that contained quite a bulge.

She was really going to do it. 

Joe was hit by a mixture of shock, excitement and a fair bit of jealousy. They had talked long and hard about these fantasies but he really didn't think they would ever happen. Now it was real, no turning back as 150 men were waiting to be entertained.

Most of his mates turned to Joe as if to check that he was ok. They seemed to think that she was getting her own back on him for something, trying to humiliate him in front of friends.

Joe told them that they had agreed to do this, that they sometimes played games like these. He tried not to show that he didn't have a clue what was going on.

Ellie made eye contact with Joe and smiled. 

"You ok with this?" She mouthed to him, unable to be heard over the crowd.

Joe nodded yes and smiled at her. This is what he'd dreamed about after all. 

Ellie and her partner started to kiss and dance slowly, they were running hands over each other as they did. Ellie made eye contact with Joe as she ran her hands over the man's cock for the first time. She kissed the man deeply as she felt his length.

The man unclipped her bra and allowed her tits to fall free, he cupped them and started to lick. Ellie looked like she was in heaven. Joe had never known that she was such an exhibitionist. 

Ellie then dropped the man's boxers and let his huge piece spring out. It must have been 9" at least. Ellie smiled again, this was the biggest she had ever seen.

Dropping to her knees, she gave him a porn style blowjob. She kept looking up at the man and also the crowd, especially Joe. She even managed to deep throat his entire length at one stage, amazing Joe and getting a huge cheer from the crowd.

Joe by this stage had the most incredible erection he had ever had. Any jealousy he had felt had now gone, he now just felt pride that his beautiful wife was putting on this show. Although so many were watching, Joe knew she was doing this for him.

After she had finished the blowjob, Ellie pulled her knickers down and laid her partner down. She sat astride his face, allowing him to lick her pussy. Her face was one of ecstasy as he worked on her. Joe could clearly see the moisture on her now parted lips and knew how turned on she was.

Ellie then switched to his cock, lowering herself onto his huge erection. Joe was watching open mouthed as his wife rode this huge piece bareback. The man held Ellie's bum cheeks apart so the crowd could get a better view of his cock sliding in and out. The crowd cheered again, Ellie was now totally exposed, her tight arsehole and pussy on show to a room full of horny men. They could even hear her screams of pleasure over the music now.

For the next 10 minutes, Ellie and her partner fucked in missionary, doggie, standing with him holding her and finally from behind with Ellie bent over a chair. Her legs were now starting to buckle from the pounding she was taking. 

Pulling his cock out, the man spun Ellie around and guided her onto her knees. He wanked for another minute while Ellie did the same. The man then closed his eyes and shot his load, bolt after bolt flew out across Ellie's face and tits. He fired a massive load, one of the lads commented that he must be a porn star with that kind of performance.

The man helped her up and held her hand as they bowed for the crowd. Ellie blew Joe a kiss as she walked off stage, picking her knickers up and using them to wipe the spunk from her face. She motioned for Joe to follow her so he did.

"Did you like that?" She asked him once they were back I'm the changing room. 

Joe said nothing and kissed her.

"That was mind blowing! He said. "I was shocked at first but once I got my head round it, it was unbelievable!"

"I hope your mates don't give you a hard time over it." She continued.

"They won't," he smiled. "They thought you were fantastic! A few of them want to know if they can have a go too!"

She gave him a playful slap for the last comment.

"Just one question." He added. "How did you get to find the people that run this?"

"The Internet." She said, "I'm a clever girl! They're the only company round here that specialize in this kind of party. When they said they had a job here for me I knew it would be the one you were at!"

Joe squeezed her bum and kissed her again. 

"I want you so much." He told her

"All in good time my darling!" She told him, "Beside, you've got the rest of the show to watch! And make sure you get your hand up when she asks!"

Ellie sent him back to his friends and the show continued. The same strippers came on and did a lesbian show with toys before the same girl that had fucked Sean a few weeks ago came out.

She once again asked for a volunteer and about 20 hands went up, including Joe and Al, the stag. She beckoned for them to come over. Joe assumed she meant Al and stayed put.

"You as well." She said while pointing to Joe. "I'm going to do 2 for you tonight."

A big cheer went up as the 2 lads made their way onto stage. She instructed them to strip which they did. Neither man had anywhere near as large a cock as the man Ellie had fucked but both were a decent size. She stood between them and started to wank both men. Al started to play with her tits while Joe rubbed her pussy. 

She soon dropped to her knees and sucked both men. They were both now fully erect and ready to go. She handed a condom to Al and told him to lay down, he was first. Al did as he was told allowing her to ride him. Joe stood over them allowing her to suck his cock while this was going on. Joe looked up while he was receiving this blowjob and saw that Ellie was standing out of view of the crowd watching. She gave Joe a knowing smile, clearly enjoying watching her man being pleasured.

The stripper soon got off Al's cock and offered herself to Joe on all fours. Joe put his condom on and entered her, as he did this she took Al's condom off and sucked him again. Joe pounded away while looking straight into his wife's eyes. It suddenly felt like there was no-one else in the room. They felt a strange connection in this bizarre moment, it felt really good.

The show was ended again with a cumshot, the girl knelt between Al and Joe and told them to wank on her tits. They did this with Al coming first, firing a decent amount of spunk over her. Joe them came an incredible amount. He had been so turned on after watching Ellie that he just exploded, covering her tits and also getting some on her face.

Once the night was finished, Joe called a taxi. There was no way he was carrying on drinking tonight, he was going straight home with his wife.



The Show



I was bored. Bored of staying home from work, bored of cleaning the house. I thought I would go out of my mind with boredom, but my husband would not hear of my going back to work. My husband, Gary, is older than I am and a very traditional type of guy. He enjoys being the breadwinner, and the truth be told I enjoy being spoiled by him.

My name is Treasure. I just turned 30 and I think this may be the reason for my boredom. I wish for great sexual exploits and although Gary and I talk about exploring the sexual frontiers together, to date, our journey hasn't started. I am about 5'4" with a tiny waist and large nippled breasts. Gary always says they are the perfect handful, but he has huge hands, and my nipples stand to attention just thinking about him touching them.

Last week I had an interesting encounter. I was washing the inside windows and I spied some workmen in the neighbors' yard. There were three of them. All fairly muscular, although one of the three really caught my eye as he was tall, dark and very handsome. I would say he stood around 6'3". When he looked up and smiled, my breath caught in my chest. He had the bluest eyes I have ever seen. I felt quite dowdy with my apron over my clothes, but then I had an idea.

I ran to my bedroom and removed my blouse. I also removed my shorts. I replaced the apron back on over my white lace bra and matching thong panties. The apron was black so the white straps of the bra showed prominently accented against the apron strings.

I went back to washing my floor-length windows. Rubbing the windows this way and that, I felt my right tit slide out from behind the apron. I stopped and glanced down at the construction workers. The tall one had noticed and was motioning to the others. I leaned down with my side to the window to rinse the cloth I was working with. This allowed the workers to see most of my ass. I heard a whistle, and felt myself getting unbelievably aroused. I turned around again and started washing and saw that the men were motioning to me. I opened the window a little so I could hear what they were saying to me. 

"Show us your ass, honey!" someone yelled. "How bout that pussy!" another yelled. All the while I washed the windows, but my legs moved slightly apart as my juices soaked my panties. The tall good-looking one stood looking at the window. He motioned for me to open the halter strap of the apron. "C'mon, baby, let me see your tits" he said. I felt very brazen. I slowly reached up and undid the strap of the apron, so that the front portion sat at my waist, leaving me apronless from the waist up. Here I stood in full view of the world with just a lace bra covering my erect nipples. God I was so horny. I flashed him a smile. He kept motioning. "Take it all off! Let us see you!" I was getting hornier by the minute, and the more horny I became, the more I wanted to show off for these men.

I dropped the cloth. I started to pinch my nipples, squeezing my big tits together, giving them a show. I rubbed and pinched until I was almost at fever pitch. I knew that I had to show them my large nipples. I slowly slid down one cup of the bra. The men hooted and whistled which encouraged me to slide down the other. My tits were shown on the shelf of wire that proffered them for perusal. I was on fire. I pinched my tits until it was nearly painful, gasping at the sensations that were leaping from them to my pussy. I knew I couldn't stop there. 

Slowly I turned my back to the window. I bent down and gave the men an eyeful of my ass. I wiggled back and forth, gyrating my hips showing it from every angle I could think of. I stood with my legs wide apart, and bent over at the waist. Showing them my pussy lips that were now swollen and showing on the sides of the thong panties. I heard chants of "Off! Off! Off! Off!". Forgetting myself I undid the apron completely and turned around to face the window. I stood before those men in only my panties and a bra that was pulled down to show off my tits. 

They kept chanting "Off! Off! Off! Off!". I hesitated only for a second before I started sliding those juice soaked panties down my shapely hips. They slid down, whispering past my knees, and finally to my ankles where I stepped out of them. I pulled off my bra for good measure and waived it like a surrender flag in the air. I was now naked before those hungry men. I kneaded my breasts, the nipples erect. The window was still open and I leaned forward to hear the comments. I got a thumbs up for my efforts and whistles and catcalls. It was like food for the starving. I parted my legs and slid my hands down my body. My hands were between my legs and I opened then further. 

My hairless pussy was completely on display, and my fingers found it and pulled it open further, showing those strangers the recesses of my love chute. It was glistening in juice. I licked my fingers, and slide my middle finger into my hot tunnel. In and out and in and out I slid my fingers. I played with my clit and masturbated for those men. I put on quite a show. 

Licking my lips I looked at them through lowered lashes. Slowly I turned around, and bent over giving them a good look at my ass. I parted my ass cheeks showing them my tight little asshole. Someone knocked on the window. I looked behind me and it was that good-looking man that had caught my eye. I opened the window a little more, so that he could slide in his arm. I bent over again, and felt his hard finger begin to penetrate my asshole. I gasped as I felt him rub the rim and grab onto my ass in his strong fingers. I pointed my ass at him begging him silently to finger fuck me. 

He caught my message. Opening the window further, another hand came in. I didn't know who it belonged to, and it seemed more exciting that way. My knees trembled, as I felt a finger go past my ass into my steaming hot pussy. The first guy was still easing his finger into my ass. It was in past the first knuckle now and I could imagine his strong, callused hand sliding in loosening me up, fucking me with his hand. He moved suddenly and strongly and his finger was completely inside me. He moved it in and out as the other man moved his fingers in and out of my pussy. I felt a wetness on my ass, as he added some spit to lubricate my brown hole some more. I wanted more, and he knew it. Slowly and carefully he added a second finger. 

He slid them in about half way when I started to move. I spread my legs further apart, allowing him the maximum access to my hot holes. Both men finger fucked me in the window for all to see. I glanced around to see the third man's hand moving on his cock as he jerked himself off at the site. I humped and groaned enjoying the feeling of a stranger's hand sliding into me. It was almost too much, when I heard tires crunch on the gravel. I froze for an instant realizing that Gary was home. He walked into the house and called out "Honey I'm home!" 

I called to him telling him I was in the living room. I watched his face when he walked in, and was relieved to see him transform with unadulterated lust. He walked across to where I was bending over. He opened his jeans and slid them down his thighs. He caught my hair in his hand and ordered "suck me off bitch!" I took his hard tool in my mouth, giving it my all. I took his cock deep into my throat, and whimpered as he pushed my head down further. It was all it took for me to start to cum. The waves of ecstasy flashed over my body with each thrust of Gary's cock in my throat and each push in of the fingers in my cunt and ass. I was in heaven. Had I died and just didn't know it?

I groaned with my release. Gary pulled me away from the window, but still where the workers would see me. He spread my legs and rimmed my asshole with his tongue. It felt so fucking good that I jerked my hips off the group and almost hit his nose with my clit. He slid his fingers into my ass, preparing it for what was to come. I looked over at the window and the men were still there watching. Their hands were now moving swiftly over hard cocks. Gary held my asscheeks in his hands as he impaled his hard cock deep into my asshole. I screamed at the violence of his invasion, but I was so horny it was exactly what I needed. It hurt just enough to turn me on even more. I was out of control. I started cumming again, and started screaming. He said "Hold on you slut! Hold on just a few more minutes!" With that he jerked his cock out of my ass, and flipped me over onto my hands and knees. His cock slid hard into my juicy pussy as he dove in deep. Oh God! It felt so good! 

He fucked me hard and deep and filled me full of his hot creamy cum. Then he told me to turn around and clean all the juices and cum of his hot cock, or I would be sorry. He swatted me hard on my ass to make his point, and he left a red handprint reminiscent of the spank. I was still so hot that I licked and cleaned the spunk off him loving every minute of it. He yelled at the men at the windows so that the men would go back to work. But then he told me to Finish the windows… tomorrow. Who knows what will happen then!



The Show



This is based on a true story. It happened pretty much like written, given the years that have passed since then. Safe sex is always the best answer.

*****

She slinked in from the adjoining motel room wearing her toga party outfit. White, of course, with golden stitching which looked like a chain running from her covered shoulder under her other arm and back up. It was short, of course, so her gorgeous legs were on display. She had on gold and white platform sandals that made her legs look delicious. The material wasn't thick enough to hide her 34C breasts or her obviously aroused nipples, nor conceal her white and gold trimmed thong. Her dark brown hair was curled in a "just fucked" look, with a white band with gold trim just showing across her forehead. Her makeup was haunting, dark eyes, ruby red lips, with a little gold glitter on her cheeks and her exposed shoulder. Finger and toe nails done in glittery gold as well. 

Our conversation stopped when we saw her. Elvan and I just stared at my wife as she strutted over in front of us, did a slow 360, then stepped to the bed we were sitting on and sat down in between us. Neither of us said a word for an hour, or maybe it was 20 seconds. We just stared, jaws dropped at her body on display in such an erotic way.

Breaking the spell, she said "So, this isn't what you had in mind, when I said I wanted to model a few things for you?"

Elvan turned his face next hers, and, being somewhat more suave than I was, answered "Pretty lady, this is beyond anything we were remotely hoping for. You are a vision in white in that outfit." He followed up his comment by kissing my wife, a long, slow, deep kiss.

Breaking the kiss, my wife, Tiffany asked "I'll trade you a sip of your drink for a hit off my joint?" We were too distracted to notice what she had in her hand when she walked in. She lit up the smoke, and took a deep hit. Elvan followed, then me. Those two had a couple more hits before she took a drink of the rum and coke he offered her.

The use of "medical" marijuana has different effects on us all. It always tends to increase my wife's already enhanced sex drive, making her almost sexually insatiable, depending on the weed and her mood. From the limited experience with Elvan, it seems to have the same effect on him. For me, the relaxing effects tend to put me in a much more easy going mood, and ultimately to sleep. 

The conversation then flowed to other topics, the people in our rugby club, what others were doing, just general chit chat for about 10 minutes, before my wife stood up, did another 360 and walked to the connecting door. "I'll be back in a few, I mean, if you guys want me to continue," she said as she left us to our football game. We both say yes several times wanting to see what she will wear next. I knew she wanted to do this when she brought it up, but I wasn't allowed to see what she would be wearing.

Elvan and I were on the same rugby team. I was an average forward, 6'2, 220, Elvan was an outstanding back, 5'7, 155. He was the fastest guy on the team, by far and a great tackler. Besides that, he was a genuinely nice guy. This wasn't the first time Tiff and Elvan had been together. At the bar after one of our games, they slipped out to our van to have a joint. She seemed to be gone for an hour or more, but I was partying, so I wasn't sure. Later, she came back in with a huge smile on her face, whispering to me that she was full of Elvan's sperm. I grabbed her and we were home in about 10 seconds, with me almost ripping her clothes off. She made me eat her well fucked pussy, making her cum several times before she would let me drive my cock into her. I lasted about half as long as it took to get home.

"Do you want to know the best thing about Elvan?" she asked as we snuggled after. "His cock isn't actually as big as yours, but he can last fooooooooooorever. And, after he cums, he doesn't get soft. He fucked me twice in the van." That comment did it for me, and I was rock hard again, and into her very used pussy. I ended up fucking her 3 times that night. She was a little sore in the morning.

Back to the hotel, Elvan and I sat there like a couple of dumb asses and watched football for the next 10 minutes or so. We acted like this was the most normal thing in the world, watching my gorgeous wife wander into our adjoined hotel room looking smoking hot in a super sexy outfit. But, we talked about the plays and the bad ref calls, sipping our drinks and trying to be cool and not act like we were dying for her to return, which we were.

She appeared at the door again, this time in a black lace bustle-back slip. It had a bra like top connected to a slip that had a satin bow on front and back with ruffle layers at back and ruffle trim on cups and hem. She wore black sandals as well. The fabric was a bit more sheer than the toga outfit, and we could easily see her black thong panties. Once again, our conversation stopped as Elvan and I gazed at this gorgeous creature invading our space.

Smoke, drink, kiss and she left the room again. I was sporting major wood, and I could tell Elvan was as hard as I was. But, this time we high fived each other as she left and commented we couldn't wait for round 3.

Our third treat was a white rhinestone and lace teddy that glimmered as she walked through the door. It had a deep v-neck, unlined triangle cups, these crisscross straps at back, a thong bottom and a bow in the back. I noticed an obvious theme here, white, black and less and less coverage each time.

Same routine, except I stopped smoking. I wasn't sure how those two were still standing. Again, I noticed that Elvan was rock hard in his pants. So was I for that matter, almost painfully.

The fourth ensemble was meant to be nothing but pure male seduction starting with a push-up bra layered in Chantilly lace, with a sultry, cagey design at the sides, straps that crisscross in the back and shiny hardware. Low-cut cups with plush padding made it perfect for putting her tits on display. The garter straps were attached to sheer black nylons and on her feet were black 5 inch spike heels. She was lust dressed in a sultry package. Gawd she was fucking hot.

Again, they had a hit off the joint, and their kiss was a smoldering long deep wet open mouth tongue kiss. Elvan's hands were all over her body as they kissed deeply. Tiff pressed her body into his as the kiss intensified and I could tell the weed had taken over. She was incredibly horny and wanted cock, lots and lots of cock. But, she was determined to finish the show. I don't know how she had the will power to walk away after the passion she had started.

For the finale, it was a very simple, incredibly sexy look meant to put an exclamation point on her sexuality. It was just a bra and panties, though the sum total of fabric could easily fit in the back pocket of my jeans. It was a low-cut demi bra with silk cups with sheer, scalloped lace, to sleek leather straps and shimmery rhinestones, allowed her nipples to be on full display. The unforgettable v-string was sumptuous silk, pretty lace and sleek leather, with a touch of sparkly rhinestones and a bow right over her clit. She was barefoot in the pale pink outfit, and being naked would not have been sexier, or far from what she had on.

My wife made one thing clear to Elvan as she walked in with this outfit on. I am basically naked in front of you, and my husband is perfectly fine with it. And, she was 100 percent correct.

This time she walked to Elvan, got on the bed on her knees, straddling his thighs. I noticed her set her barely clothed pussy right on top of the rock hard cock in his pants. She didn't really sit, she ground her pussy down onto his cock. As she moved back and forth, a smoldering smile on her face, I could see a wet spot forming on his pants. From him, or her, I wasn't sure.

She pressed her lips to his and I could see she put her tongue deep into his mouth. She kissed him hard, deep and with as much passion as I have ever seen from her. She was obviously on fire and had found the source to put that fire out. Oddly enough, Elvan is a firefighter now. I was sure he was going to use his very erect hose to put out Tiff's sexually charged fire.

Since I was obviously not needed at this point, and it seemed that the style show was over, I walked into the other room to get a fresh drink. My wife was basically naked in the next room with another man who has already fucked her on several occasions. This meeting was strictly to let Elvan know I was comfortable with him fucking my wife whenever she wanted decided she wanted his cock. And, she wanted his cock a lot tonight. 

We had the rooms for the entire night, and she wasn't planning on spending much time with me. This had been discussed before hand during several heated sex sessions between my wife and I. She wanted Elvan to fuck her as many times as possible during one night. Her goal was to get him to cum deep in her pussy at least 4 times this evening. And, from the looks of it, she was off to a great start.

She was letting him know that their sex life wasn't an issue with me. She was available to fuck him as often as the two of them could work out a schedule. But, between his odd schedule as a firefighter, his kids, our kids and life in general, it didn't work out to be that often.

As I looked back into the room, my wife was completely naked, and tugging off Elvan's pants. Once they were off him, his cock stuck out proud. He was going commando tonight, so his cock was rock hard and in her hands almost immediately. 

She just looked at his cock for a while, then let her tongue lick the tip. I groaned as I saw her tongue on another man's cock. Gawd, that was soooo intense. Watching your wife lick another man's cock. And licked it, and licked it... only to stop her licking to let his cock slide over her ruby red lips and into her mouth.

I was in a trance as I watched my cock sucking wife in action. She began to really work his cock with her mouth, her tongue and occasionally rubbing his cock all over her face. And, the biggest turn on was that she really loved doing all of this. It was a ritual that "had" to be done to please her man. It was lust on her part to have his cock in her mouth for as long as she could. It was easy to see the lust in her eyes as she worked his cock with her mouth.

After an eternity of her cock sucking (7 minutes as I timed it later, I was filming), she finally let his cock free from her mouth and crawled up to straddle his thighs. Her legs were spread wide, and she guided his rock hard cock to the entrance of her pussy.

She looked him deep into his eyes, and lowered her hot wet pussy down onto his rock hard cock. I could see it going deep into her cavity. His ebony spear disappearing into her hot white body. Both of them completely naked on the bed. Him holding her hips as he thrust his cock up into her tight little vagina. I was mesmerized by the action not 8 feet from me.

They fucked for a long time, changing positions frequently as they fuck on and on and on. I watched for about 30 minutes, then needed another drink. I rushed back to my viewing position when I heard sounds of his impending orgasm, he was going to cum deep into her hot pussy. She had cum so many times, it was hard to tell where one stopped and another one started.

Once he finished cumming in her hot pussy, he rolled off and almost immediately fell asleep. Tiff got out of bed, picked up her lingerie, and walked into the other room. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs. "Eat me", was the only thing she said. And, I did, as enthusiastically as I possibly could. Her cunt was matted with sperm and her female wetness. I plunged my tongue deep into her crevice and ate all the cum I could. Fuck it was hot.

Once she had her 111th orgasm, she calmly got up, took a quick shower and put on her first outfit, the toga one. She redid her makeup, said she wanted more of his cock and walked back into the other room to get it. I was still rock hard and watched in amazement as she positioned herself on the bed and started sucking his cock again.

He finally woke up with another hard cock and started kissing her deeply. He slowly removed her clothes and stated fucking her in a matter of minutes. They once again fucked for 40 minutes before he let loose of another huge amount of cum into her body. She again seemed to be cumming continuously while he mounted her. He came deep in her pussy and again passed out into sleep. My horned up wife got up and walked back into the other room with me and promptly sat on my face, forcing me to eat his sperm again.

As I sucked on her hot open cunt, she taunted me by telling me how many orgasms she had had on his cock, which seemed to be infinite. But, she still managed to cum a couple of times on my tongue as I cleaned her hot pussy. She got off, slapped my cock and told me if I got any relief, it would be MUCH later and walked into the shower again.

She did her hair and makeup, again, and walked back into the room to put on the second outfit, the a black lace bustle-back slip. She looked at me and asked I thought he would still be up for fucking her in that outfit. I moaned and said a dead man would fuck you in that outfit. 

"You're so sweet, baby", she said as she walked back into the other room to revive her lover. Once again he pretty quickly regained his erect cock status. I thought she was going to suck him off this time, the way she worked on his cock with her mouth. But, she wanted him in her cunt again. She's never been a fan on having sperm in her mouth, so he hasn't changed that... yet.

Once again, they started fucking. Multiple positions as he drove his cock repeatedly into her hot wet pussy. Another long series of pounding with him mixing up his positions on her often. Doggie, missionary, spooning, her on top front, back, and several others that would take too long to describe. They fucked for another hour until he unloaded in her again. She had another 20 orgasms by this point and I could see them both falling asleep in the afterglow of sex. And, it was about 2 in the morning, and we had started about 9 that previous evening. I passed out as well.

An hour later, I awoke to a pussy on my face as my wife was grinding her cunt into my face. The essence of his cock wasn't with her, but she said they had taken a shower together and she was just here to change clothes. She put on the white teddy and headed off for what I assumed to be additional fucking. 

I couldn't make it up off the bed for this performance, and once she left, I fell back asleep. Five minutes later, her cunt is on my face again, full of cum once again. "Did you watch him cum in me?" she asked. It was a rhetorical question as my mouth was busy sucking cum from her pussy once again. I was as hard as a rock and wanting to fuck her, but she still wanted to have one more session with him. 

It was now about 4 in the morning when she put on the push-up bra layered in Chantilly lace. Once again she looked like a vision of sex as she walked back into the other room for another round of fucking. I was cranked up this time and watched as he rutted her again and again, pounding his cock into her hot married pussy over and over.

She had multiple orgasms again and the finale was spectacular. Her legs were on his shoulders and he was driving his cock deep into her hot vagina as he pumped her over and over. They fucked like this for a long time until he finally screamed in orgasm and pump her with all the seed he had left in his body, which wasn't much. He had drained his balls completely into my wife. There wasn't anything left in his tank. She, of course, had cum several times. They lay there for several minutes until she finally moved away from him.

She walked back into our room, collapsed onto our bed and passed out, immediately. It was afternoon before she woke up. She had fucked him for more than 8 hours, almost continuously. I would like to say that we fucked like rabbits after that, but in her pussy was so sore, we didn't have sex for a week.

She still sees him from time to time, and there are some steamy stories about those adventures. But, this was by far the most erotic experience we ever had with him. She got 5 loads of cum in her from one man in one night. 

Amazing.



The Show



As soon as we get inside the venue, you head to the ladies room to tidy up. Your blouse is untucked and ruffled, your skirt is creased where I had pushed it up around your waist.

While you're away, I go to the bar and buy us some drinks. You come back just as my friend spots us from the stage. He gives a subtle wave and winks at me once he's seen you. He loves sexy women, and I can tell that he approves.

We stand by the bar listening to the band. Your arm is around my waist and my arm is around your shoulders. You sway in time to the music, and I can feel your thigh rub against mine as you keep time. Most of the songs are quite slow, but when a faster song comes on you pull me away and we join the crowd on the dance floor. You press yourself against me, and we dance closely. 

I am still hard, and you feel me dig into you as we dance. All I can think about now is fucking you. The bar and the taxi ride have driven me crazy, and my desire for you distracts me from everything else. As no one can see on the darkened dance floor, you carefully put your hand down the waist of my jeans, and your fingers meet the tip of my cock, still wet with the pre-cum you drew from me in the taxi. We dance for a while, and you gentle caress my cock with your fingertips. I'm holding you close and in such a way as no one can see what your doing, so I don't stop you when you start to circle your thumb around the head of my cock, using my pre-cum to lubricate your strokes and caresses.

After a few songs, the band stops to take a break. You slowly pull your hand from my jeans just as my friend comes over to say hello. He shakes my hand, and I introduce him to you. He winks at you and then kisses you on both cheeks. You blush, but I can tell you're enjoying the attention.

The three of us go and sit at a table and order more drinks. A few other people join us, and by this stage everyone is starting to feel a bit drunk, including us. Everyone is very relaxed, and as a few of the other couples are kissing. As no one seems to care, I lean forward and kiss you deeply on the mouth, pushing my tongue against yours. I'm still so turned on that I can feel my cock harden further, and you rest your hand on the bulge in my jeans. I twitch at your touch and the feeling of desire rises in my throat again. 

My friend comes back to the table with a few shots, and we each knock back some vodka. My friend says that he needs to get ready for the second set, and invites us to the dressing room so we can talk whilst he gets ready. It's quite full of people, but the atmosphere is exciting. I can hear the emcee on stage getting the crowd's attention. Most of the people in the room leave to find a place near the stage. It's just us and the band left. My friend tells us that we can leave our bags and coats in the dressing room if we like, so we take off our coats and leave them on one of the sofas. He then says that it's time to go on stage, so he and the rest of the band leave ahead of us. You go to follow them to watch the next set, but I grab your hand and hold you back. My friend is too focussed on getting ready to play to notice, and no one looks back as the dressing room door shuts behind them. We are alone in the dressing room.

I hear the band start playing as I pull you towards me and kiss you again. This time there is no holding us back. I hold the back of your head with my hand, and pull your mouth tight against mine as we explore each other with our tongues. You then open my shirt and start to kiss my neck and chest. I undo the buttons of your blouse. I reach around and flip open the clasp of your bra, and I feel your hot, heavy tits fall against my chest. 

I push you back onto one of the large sofas in the dressing room, and find one of your nipples with my tongue. I suck, kiss and gently bite your tits while I hitch up your skirt and search out your pussy. I pull your panties down slightly by tugging on the gusset, and I can feel your hot, wet flesh against the backs of my fingers. I kiss down your belly and then move so that I can kiss the skin at the top of your stockings. I kiss up your inner thigh until I am gently licking the soft skin just between your pussy and the top of your thigh. You gasp and almost instinctively pull my head forward so that my mouth clamps over your pussy.

I bury my tongue in you, then drag it up until I find your clitoris. You shudder and moan, and I again lick down until my tongue is inside you. I lick, kiss and suck your pussy until I can tell you are going to cum again. I stand up and you grab at my jeans, tearing open my belt and pulling down my fly. You grab my cock, and suck it deep into your mouth. You moan, and the vibrations make me even harder so that it feels as if my cock is straining against the roof of your mouth. I feel pre-cum flow from me, and feel the pressure on the head of my cock as you swallow, your throat tightening around me. You push me away, grab my hips, and then pull me down between your legs. We both know now that we are going to fuck. There is nothing that could stop us.

The head of my cock finds your hot, wet, open pussy. You are so wet now that the full length of my dick slides straight into you until I can feel your thighs and pelvis pressed hard against mine. You groan loudly, and, almost yelling, you say, "Oh, Fuck. You're fucking me, my god, fuck my pussy." The music is so loud that there is no way anyone will hear us. I want to take it slowly, but all I can do by now is fuck into you hard, pushing my cock as far inside you as I can, dragging it back, then plunging again into your warm, wet, swollen vagina.

I feel you tense in a way that I now know means you are going to cum. You bite my neck and start a long moaning groan that starts deep in your chest. You then start to pant, and you gasp as your eyes widen and look deep into mine whilst an orgasm tightens your pussy around my cock. 

The tingling itch in my cock starts, and I feel my whole body start to feel heavy and hard. I start to tremble uncontrollably as I feel my balls tighten a little, and feel the cum rising up in my cock. I kiss you hard again, and reach around to cup your ass in my hands. I thrust deep into you once more, and I can no longer hold back. I try to stop it, but a guttural moan escapes my throat and suddenly it feels as if a shock of electricity passes through me from my cock, up my chest and throat, and then down my back. I feel my cum spray into you, and you start to pant, groan and gasp again as you cum with me. I cum so hard that my body jolts. I pull my cock out of you and spray the last of my cum onto your belly and tits.

We fall back on the sofa and hold each other, too blown away by our fuck to talk. We kiss as you put your bra back on, letting my cum soak into the soft fabric. I pull up my underpants and jeans, zipping my still throbbing cock back into them. You don't put your panties back on, just your skirt. Without speaking we head out into the crowd to watch the band.



The Show



Note: this is a true story.

* * * * *

John was a graduate student studying English Literature when I met him. I was a senior studying business administration, and John had charmed me with his quick wit and his winning smile. We had met through mutual friends, and sparks had flown the moment we met, which was only a few months before. Our relationship was new, and we were still exploring each other, sexually and emotionally, the morning he called me at my apartment.

"Monica?" I heard his soft voice ask, "My brother has my car and I need a ride home after work tonight. Could I impose upon you?"

Still eager to spend as much time as I could with him, I agreed to pick him up at the theater.

One of John's passions in life was the theater. He had acted in several plays and he was currently working as stage manager for a local production of Macbeth.

At 11:30, I had finished changing into one of my nicer black dresses. I stood back to admire the results: the dress buttoned down the front, leaving a nice long slit at the front to show off my shapely legs. The dress' material clung softly to my curves, and I smoothed the front of it so I could show off my breasts, which were not large, but just big enough to have a touch of cleavage to show off. I wanted to look good for John, and I was planning to whisk him off to Valentino's for a couple of drinks before inviting him to my apartment.

I shrugged on my coat and stepped into the brisk winter air to my car. I drove downtown and turned into the alley that led to the back of the theater. I slipped into the back stage door and I was greeted with darkness. Blinking, I stood for several minutes until my eyes adjusted to the blackness.

"John?" I called softly.

There was no reply, so I fumbled my way along the wall until I saw a light. Blinking again, I followed the beam of light until I discovered its source. Momentarily stunned by the brightness, I stood there a few seconds until I realized that the light was a spotlight and that I was standing on the stage. Shielding my eyes and squinting, I looked around for any sign of John. I waited, a bit embarrassed to be so exposed, so public.

A speaker crackled. I jumped, startled at the sudden noise, and I heard John's voice over the sound system.

"Monica? I'm in the sound booth. I'll be down in a few minutes. I'm the last one here and there are a few things I need to put away before I lock up."

I relaxed knowing we were alone. I was feeling a bit warm in the bright spotlight, so I unbuttoned my coat and shrugged out of it, tossing it to one side.

"Wow," came John's voice on the speaker, "you look lovely tonight."

Smiling, I pirouetted and turned slowly, showing off my trim figure. The speaker crackled again, and soft jazz music began to play. I moved my hips to the rhythm of the music, and the spotlight moved to center on me.

I giggled coyly and started to move more suggestively. The spotlight started to follow my every move. I unbuttoned the top button on my dress and leaned forward, flashing my cleavage towards the sound booth.

"Oh my...." John's voice gasped.

Spurred on by his appreciative tone, I unbuttoned another button. Then another. One more. Until my dress hung open. I turned my back and looked over my shoulder, smiling sweetly at my sound booth audience.

And I let my dress fall to the floor.

I stood for a moment, letting John see me there in my black satin bra and panties and my thigh-high stockings and heels. The music rose in volume, and I began to sway. Turning to face the front, I reached up between my breasts and unhooked the bra. I leaned forward, teasing John with a glimpse of the soft skin and the sweat trickling between my breasts. I slowly parted the bra, throwing my head back as the bra slithered off my shoulders, and I tossed it to one side.

I chuckled softly as I heard the door to the sound booth slam and John's footsteps hurry to the front of the theater. He stopped at the front of the stage, gaping.

"God, honey, you are amazing," he blurted and slumped into one of the front row seats, mesmerized by his private show.

Feeling bold now, I leaned forward, and let my breasts hang in front of him, licking my lips and smiling. The music continued, and I stood to dance again. I grabbed a chair from the side of the stage and placed it in the center of where the spotlight had stopped, and I sat down. I lifted my leg up, letting my shoe fall, and began to peel my stocking from my leg. Dropping the first stocking, I lifted my other leg and slowly removed the other stocking.

I stood in the hot light, still swaying to the music, and reached down to slide my hands over my hips, thrusting them suggestively towards John. I turned my back and bent over, winking at him from between my legs before standing again. I turned again until my side was to him, and looked at him from behind a curtain of hair, letting my fingertips slide into the waistband of my panties. As I started to pull one side down, I heard a thud and I saw John scrambling onto the stage, pulling his shirt over his head.

I chuckled again and pulled him close to me, kissing him passionately and pressing his bare chest onto mine. I moved him back to the chair and, pushing him gently on the chest. He fell back onto the chair, startled to find himself seated before me. I sat down on his lap, and kissed him, sliding my hands over his belly and down to his waist. I unfastened his pants and slid off his lap. I could feel his hips rise and in one smooth motion, I had slipped his pants and his boxers off, and ended up kneeling in front of him.

John gasped as I parted his legs and moved closer until I could feel his balls gently pressing into my belly. I grinned up at him and bent slightly, letting my hair brush over his thighs and over his erect cock.

"Monica," he whispered, "what on earth has gotten into you?"

Smiling up at him I replied, "You, my darling."

And I bent to lick the tip of his erection. He shuddered and began to stroke my hair, moaning softly when I took his warm cock deeply into my mouth. I sucked gently, thrilled to hear the appreciative sounds emitting from his throat.

After several long strokes with my mouth, I could feel John begin to thrust his hips, driving his warm erection deep into my throat. I began to move to his rhythm, and my hands slid around to caress his thighs. He moaned softly and I reached down to touch his balls, grazing my fingernails lightly over them.

John cried out. It was an incoherent, desperate sound that thrilled me, and made me ache for him. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me away from him.

"I want you," was all he could say.

I smiled and he slid my panties off, burying his face into my belly, kissing it hungrily.

I straddled his lap and looked into his eyes. He gazed up at me with a look of half amazement, half lust.

I slowly lowered myself onto his lap, letting his hard, warm cock slide into me. I could feel the warmth of the hot spotlight on my back and I could still hear music. I closed my eyes and began to move myself on his erection, slowly rocking my hips to the rhythm of the saxophone melody playing on the sound system.

John groaned again. His hands reached up to cup my breasts, and I sighed in pleasure as he rolled my nipples between his fingers. I closed my eyes and let the waves of pure sensation wash over me. Each time I pushed him into my pussy, I could feel the waves get stronger and more urgent. I closed my eyes and cried out, letting the imminent orgasm take hold of my control. John whispered my name, his voice hoarse with desire. He trembled slightly, feeling my muscles contracting around his rod, over and over.

This was enough to send him over the edge, and he let himself go, pumping his cum deep into me as we both cried out.

"Oh god, Monica," he said again, his voice thick with lust, "I know you aren't finished..."

I was still gasping, my muscles still contracting from the intensity of my orgasm. So I didn't understand the implications of his statement until he picked me up and lowered me onto the stage floor. I lay there with the hot light in my eyes and cried out in surprise as John smoothly and quickly lowered his head onto my still tingling pussy.

His tongue slid down, brushing over my lips and finding my clit. I whimpered as he deftly inserted two fingers into my pussy, and his tongue flicked over my clit, again and again. The swiftness of the sensations combined with the tail end of my last orgasm caused my back to arch and my body to slip into another delicious oblivion. I writhed on the stage, gasping and crying out.

When at last the orgasm subsided, and I was left panting and sweating, John gave one last lazy lick and looked up at me and smiled. 

"Are you finished?" he grinned.

I laughed softly and pulled him to me, kissing him wetly and tasting my saltiness on his mouth.

We rose and gathered our clothes together, dressing slowly between kisses and fondles. I sat in the chair that was still centered in the spotlight while I watched John pull his shirt over his head.

"Are you ready to go, darling?" I asked, rising to put my coat on.

And as John walked to the edge of the stage towards the sound booth, we heard a sound. The echoing, unmistakable sound of applause.

John froze.

He looked back at me, mortified, while I strained to see who was out there in the darkness.

By the time he had gone back to the booth to switch on the house lights, we were again alone. Alone with the knowledge that we had just given a private performance.

I stood and took a bow.



The Show



It was a hot and sticky Northern Virginia night in July. My Wife Lynn and I were at the Ozzfest music festival. The music was loud and jammin'. There were a lot of women with their tits hanging out and plenty of alcohol and smoke to insure that this would be an evening to remember. Lynn is just an absolute knock out. The kind of woman that every red-blooded American boy dreams of. Lynn is about 5'8," has long strong tan legs, beautiful tits and a pussy that could rip your dick off. Believe me, this girl is gifted in every way and she knows how to use those gifts.

It was about dusk when Lynn and I decided to go for another beer. This was our ninth trip to the beer line so we also had to use the restrooms. Lynn was wearing a small black mini-skirt that showed off her muscular legs a see-through black lace top, and a pair of stiletto heels that made her long lean legs look like they would never end. Before she went into the ladies room I told her that she was to remove all of her undergarments before she came out. She looked at me and asked me what I had in mind. I said, "You'll see." 

Her response was, "Even my bra?" I said, "Yes, especially your bra!" When she came out of the bathroom she was a little self-conscious. She's very adventurous but you could tell that having her tits completely visible through that shear lace top made her nervous. We made our way back to our seats and I'll tell you, you could have tripped over all of the tongues that were lying on the ground. She must have been responsible for a thousand hard-ons that night. Little did I know that what I had planned for her and what really happened were two very different things?

When we got back to our seats. The show was still rockin'. Marilyn Manson was just wrapping up his show and Lynn was drawing as much attention as the band. That's O.K. with me because I know she's beautiful. During the last two songs things started to heat up between her and me. I was standing behind her with my arms around her waist. I was slowly kissing and licking her pulsing neck as I slowly reached down and put my hand up her short skirt. I wasn't really surprised to find her pussy dripping. Probably from all of the attention both male and female she had been drawing. I gently penetrated her warm wet pussy with first one finger and then two. 

I could feel her body tremble as I slowly stroked her insides. My other hand was busy rubbing her now rock hard nipples through her shirt. I could feel my cock growing harder and harder by the minute. It was straining at the seams of my jeans to free itself and enter that dripping snatch. I reached up and pulled her top down to fully expose her firm full breasts. She didn't put up a fight because she was in some sort of sexual trance. I don't know if it was the alcohol, the music or just the excitement of putting on a live sex show or a combination of all of those factors but she was on a whole other plane of existence.

Marilyn Manson's show was ending and I had to piss again and even more importantly, my beer was empty, so I asked her if she wanted to go for another beer. She briefly snapped out of her trance, long enough to say that she was fine and to hurry back because she wanted me inside of her while people watched. I told her that as soon as the lights went down, that's exactly what I had in mind. I told her not to cover her tits and to keep her excitement level up, for her and also for the entertainment of others by fingering herself until I got back. 

When I left her she had about three fingers knuckle deep and she seemed to fall right back into her trance. I ran down to the bathroom and there was a line about a mile long. Then there was a line at the beer stand. I got my beers and high tailed it back to my seats. Black Sabbath was into their second song. And by now it was late into the evening, about 10:00. So it was very dark in the stands except for some dim overhead lights. When I got in view of my seat, I noticed that Lynn was not alone. There was a man standing behind her just as I had been about a half hour before. He was about my general build but his hair was darker and much longer. He had his arms around her and he was standing very close. I made my way closer and I could see that this man that I had never seen before had himself buried deep inside my Wife's pussy. To my shock and disbelief, she was more than willing. 

She was grinding her hips with every one of the stranger's thrusts. My first instinct was anger. I mean I saw red as I watched my love with another man inside her. But I felt a strange sensation in my groin. Excitement! My cock was growing with Excitement. Soon the anger gave way to this excitement because I had a good view of them fucking each other like wild beasts. While a crowd, some oblivious, some very much aware were all around them. I could see his meat sliding in and out of her. His hands were kneading her ample breasts. 

From the dim lights above us, I could see his cock glistening with her excitement. She was so wet. Her body shook with orgasm after orgasm until finally He jammed himself deep inside her. I could see his face contort with pleasure as he had a violent orgasm of his own. Filling my sweetheart with his hot, sticky cum. They both shook together as she climaxed along with him. God was she hot. They just stood there motionless for about 5 minutes catching their breath before he finally pulled himself out of my woman. I could see their cum running down the inside of her beautiful, sweaty thigh. I almost felt lucky to have witnessed my hot bitch doing what she was built to do. Fuck.

It wasn't much longer after that when he slipped away and disappeared back into the crowd that I assume he came from. With his exit, I made my entrance. I got up behind her and put my arms around her to finished watching the show. I was sure that she thought that she had pulled a fast one on me. That made me a little angry, but I didn't let on. It was very strange to know that another mans cum was inside my wife's pussy and half down her leg. But oddly enough my erection never eased up. She must have felt it stabbing her in her back because she reached behind her and felt it. 

That's when she said the most incredible thing. She said, "Don't you ever get enough? God, you were incredible." That's when it dawned on me that she thought that it was me giving her those orgasms. That the cum in her tight snatch belonged to me and not that longhaired stranger in the audience. I just told her that I could never have enough of her sweet pussy and that I wanted her as soon as we got back to the hotel. We fucked like dogs that night. To this day she thinks it was my cock inside her that sticky July night. After all, how does someone tell his wife that the hottest sex that we've ever had together was with another man?



The Show



"Where are we going?" asked Anne for the fifteenth time that evening. Her curiosity was killing her ever since Eric got back from his meeting.

"Why don't you dress nicely for a night on the town?" was all that he said as he sat down on the bed in the hotel room. Anne had no clue what they were going to do. She only had a few outfits with her on the trip, but was still having a difficult time deciding whether to wear jeans or a skirt, fancy or casual.

"It would really help if you just told me what kind of place we're going to," she said from the small hotel bathroom. 

Popping his head into the room, Eric smiled and replied, "Who said we're going to a place?"

"Arrrggh!" said Anne as she playfully tapped him on the arm. While she was thrilled that he had planned anything, she was still torn as to what she should wear. Finally, she made a decision. Pants and a silk top. Definitely. But what color top? Damn!

As she sat in the cab in her skirt and cotton sweater, Anne couldn't help but smile. Eric was very good at keeping secrets. Like her Christmas present. She still couldn't believe that he got her that. Totally unexpected. Anne turned and looked at him. Could she love him any more? "So, where are we going?"

"You know," Eric said, "you can ask me like a zillion times, and I'm still not gonna tell you."

"Okay," said Anne. She paused for a second then grinned. "Then who'd you vote for?" 

The minutes passed as they drove through the warm Florida evening. Anne was just happy to be spending time only with him. Kids are great, but some Eric-Anne time was definitely what was needed for both of them. She snuggled next to Eric and put her head on his shoulder.

"You're not going to sleep on me all ready are you?" laughed Eric. "It's only 8:00."

"No, not yet," said Anne, "but this is very nice." As she said this the cab turned into a parking lot. Eric paid the cab driver and they got out. Anne looked at the sign. 'The Platinum Pussycat.' "Is this place what I think it is?" asked Anne, turning to look at her slightly sheepish looking husband.

"Yep. You always said that you wanted to know what goes on in one of these places. Now here's you chance." Anne looked at the tacky purple building and began to imagine what went on inside.

"I can't go in there," said Anne.

"Why not," asked Eric, "no one knows us down here. Let's go have some fun. I promise, if you don't like it after ten minutes, we'll leave and go somewhere else."

"Well," said Anne, still eyeing the place nervously.

"C'mon, you're always telling me to try new things," laughed Eric as he pulled her towards the front door. Other men were walking in the doorway as the couple approached it. Several of the guys were eyeing Anne. Women were not usually known as guests here. The bouncer at the door also gave Anne a long look. They had trouble with feminists at times trying to get in to give people a hard time. After examining Anne's driver's license for a while, the bouncer gruffly said 'twenny dallahs.'

As they went into the darkened lobby, Anne whispered to Eric, "It was a ten dollar cover charge?"

"These places aren't exactly cheap," replied Eric. Anne looked around the darkened lobby. Pictures of future performers lined the walls. A small display counter showed t-shirts, mugs and other novelties that could only be bought at exorbitant prices. An entrance lined with a velvet curtain lay before them. Anne could hear the beat of music pounding on the other side, but couldn't see what was taking place.

"Ready?" asked Eric.

"I-I guess so," said Anne. Eric led them to the curtain and pushed it aside. On the other side was a dark room. The combination of the pounding of the music, cigarette smoke, and flickering light show hit Anne like a sledgehammer. As she got her bearings straight, she saw a bar directly in front of her. Scantily clad women walked around serving drinks to small tables scattered around the room. At the far end, Anne saw the stage. Through the fake smoke, Anne could barely make out the woman on the stage. All she knew for sure was that she was dancing and that she was quite naked.

A woman dressed in a tight corset and stocking outfit came up and spoke to Eric. He pointed to a table. Anne realized that you could choose where you were going to sit and then realized that most of the patrons were in the seats right up next to the stage. As the two were led to a table, Anne began to scan the room. Guys. Everywhere there were guys. And naked women on the stage. It was very surreal. Anne still couldn't believe that she was in a strip club. God, what would her mother think?!? They sat at the small table that faced the stage. Anne watched the woman on the stage dance. She was in a bra and panty set. Another woman off to the side was completely naked, and the woman on the other side was dancing fully clothed. Anne was confused.

"Think of it like a cycle," said Eric leaning over to Anne. "For each song, they introduce a new girl. The new one dances with her clothes on. For the next song, she strips down to her underwear. On the third song, she strips naked. Well, except for her garter." Anne noticed that the women would make eye contact with one of the guys sitting by the stage. The woman would dance over suggestively, and the guy would put money into the garter, or panty or bra. Whatever the woman happened to be wearing.

"What happens after the third song?" asked Anne.

"Then they leave the stage."

"Is that all that happens here?" asked Anne, wondering what was so special about these places.

"Just watch," said Eric. A scantily clad waitress came up. Eric said something to her and disappeared. Anne figured he ordered some drinks, so she turned back to the action going on in front of her eyes. Here were fully clothed men watching women dance naked in front of them. Part of her was disgusted, and yet, and yet part of her was excited too. The women were beautiful. At least, from what she could tell in the low lights and fog. They mostly had large breasts that jiggled as they moved. Most were very flexible and the twirled around a pole in the center of the stage. Women stretched their legs and thrust out their hips, hoping to get the men to pay them more money. Soon the waitress returned with a beer bottle for Eric and a drink for her. Anne took a drink and tasted a rather poorly made, but strong, whisky sour.

"Drink up," laughed Eric, "that just cost me seven bucks." Anne looked at the drink. Well, like he said, this place wasn't cheap. At that moment, the song ended. Some loud pounding disco beat song that Anne didn't recognize.

"Okay gentlemen, are you ready to really have some fun," boomed the announcer. "The ladies are coming out for some table dances right now. Buy a table dance and you'll also get one of our Pussy Cat t-shirts! So let's hear it for our LADIES." The music blared again and all of the women started making their way around the room, hawking their wares. They would approach a table and entice the gentlemen into buying a dance.

"Would you like a dance," said a voice next to Anne. Turning, Anne saw a beautiful blonde woman in a tight white bikini. Her large breasts were spilling out of the top, and the small piece of triangle between her legs did little to hide anything. Anne simply stared at her.

"Maybe later thanks," said Eric to the stripper.

"O.K.." she said and was off to another table.

"Th-thanks," said Anne."

"It's o.k.," smiled Eric, "it kind of freaked me out the first time too. Do you want to get a table dance?"

"I don't know," said Anne, "do you?"

"We'll see."

The dancing went on and the two nursed their drinks. Anne began to get buzzed from the alcohol and was beginning to get in to the dancing. At one point, the main headliner, Julie Juggs, did a dance on the center stage with some chocolate sauce and Frisbees. Anne couldn't see too well, and was content to watch some of the other women give table dances off to the sides. She began to watch the same blonde in particular. She was about five feet two inches tall. Short for a stripper it seemed; compared to all the other women. However, she was simply beautiful. It didn't take her long between dances before another group of guys were calling her over to dance on their table. She simply climbed on the table, took off her clothes and began to gyrate around. Anne watched the expressions on some of the guys - - pure lust. She noticed that several of them put their hands in their laps, readjusting themselves. The woman obviously knew her craft well. At the end of the dance, one of the guys would stuff some money into her garter; she would give him a peck on the cheek, and then casually begin putting her bikini back on, laughing and talking with the group.

"Pretty, isn't she," said Eric in Anne's ear.

"Um, yeah, I guess so," replied Anne, quickly taking another sip of her drink. She realized that Eric had ordered her another one. She was really flying. Anne suddenly realized that the blonde was walking over to them. 'Oh my god,' she thought as her pulse quickened. She turned and looked at Eric as she noticed his hand coming back down. He had called her over!

"You ready for that dance now," said the woman sweetly. Anne simply stared again.

"You bet," said Eric. The woman sat down in the third chair at the small table.

"I'll wait for this song to end and then start." She looked at Anne. "So where are you from?"

"D-dayton," croaked Anne, amazed that she was able to say anything. Her heart was racing and she was beginning to get a familiar warmth in her groin.

"Really?" said the woman, "I'm originally from Tipp City. I'm Cheri."

"A-Anne."

"So what brings you down to sunny Miami in February Anne? Vacation?"

"Y-yes."

"First time in a club?"

"Is it that obvious," said Eric.

Cheri laughed and looked at Anne. "She's got that deer in the headlights look that I see a lot on the women who come in," said Cheri. "Are you sorry that you came?"

"N-no," replied Anne.

"Ooops, song's over. Time to get to work. Would you help me up Anne?" Cheri held out her hand for Anne. Anne grabbed it and Cheri climbed up on the chair and onto their table. Eric grabbed the drinks and moved them over to the side. The music began and Cheri quickly stripped off her top. Her breasts swung free. Her hands went to her bottom. A conveniently placed hook allowed her to peel it off quickly. While holding her small outfit, Cheri began to move and dance to the beat. Anne simply stared. Moments ago, the woman had been making small talk at their table. Now she was dancing naked in front of Anne's eyes. Anne didn't know whether she should look or not. She tried glancing around the room. To look at the bar or the stage or even the other patrons. However, she was drawn back to Cheri. She glanced at her smooth legs. Her eyes traveled up. Cheri's small tight ass swayed in front of her. Then she turned and Anne was staring closely at the other woman's pussy. She was shaved with only a small patch of hair at the top near her belly button. Glancing up farther, Anne saw the large round breast with their small nipples. While large, Anne believed that her own breasts, with her own quickly hardening nipples, were larger. Unconsciously, Anne moved her hand down to her own crotch. Under her skirt was her small thong. She brushed her hand against her skirt and pressed against her own pussy. She was on fire. And soaking wet. Anne stole a quick glance at Eric. He was also staring intently at Cheri, watching the beautiful woman bump and grind on the small table. He turned to Anne and handed her a twenty-dollar bill. Anne took it without knowing what it might be for. The song soon ended and Cheri turned to look at Anne. She reached out her hand again. Anne grabbed it, and Cheri stepped back down onto the chair and onto the floor. She stood in front of Anne. Anne tried to find Cheri's eyes but was lost in Cheri's chest and legs.

"I hope you enjoyed it," said Cheri. She stood and waited.

"Um yeah." said Anne. Suddenly she realized what the money was for. "Oh, sorry!" Anne smiled weakly. "This is for you." She held out the money for Cheri to take. Instead of taking it in her hand, Cheri put her leg up on the side of Anne's chair. The garter was next to Anne's head, and the other woman's exposed pussy was directly in Anne's face. Anne fumbled a bit to get the bill into the garter with her shaking hands. After a few tries, she was able to get the money to stay.

Taking her leg down and leaning in close, Cheri whispered to Anne, "Thanks." She then proceeded to kiss Anne lightly on the lips. An electric jolt hit Anne as Cheri kissed her and Anne closed her eyes. After opening them, she saw Cheri walking away and again putting her skimpy costume back on - - searching for her next victim.

"Are you o.k.?" asked Eric. He smiled as he said it.

"Wow," was all Anne could say. She didn't know if it was the alcohol that was affecting her so much, but she was so horny she couldn't believe it. She quickly took another drink to try and cool down and calm herself. The women continued to dance and men came in and out of the club at a fairly regular pace. New girls were introduced, and more table dances were done. Serving women with large breasts came around, trying to get the patrons to buy shots of some mixed drink in a 'Platinum Pussycat' glass beaker.

"Hey fellas," boomed the announcer once again, "don't forget that the Platinum backroom is open for your enjoyment as well. Just find a lady and tell her you'd like a little backroom treatment!" Anne had noticed some of the men going back into another room with a dancer every now and then. She had no idea what they were doing, and had thought little about it.

"Where are they going," asked Anne. She hoped that she wasn't slurring her words too much. She really had to stop drinking. She looked at her glass, it was almost empty again! How many had she had?

"Don't worry, that was just juice. I told the waitress you were driving. They're going for lap dances."

"Really?" said Anne. She had seen those on TV, but a part of her really didn't believe that they went on in real life. "They have those here?"

"Yep," said Eric. As he said this, Anne again saw Cheri dancing on someone else's table. While there were lots of pretty women here, Anne couldn't help but think that she was by far the hottest of all the women. Anne watched her climb down from the table and again slip into her outfit. As she came by, Anne again saw Eric put up his hand and call her over. 'What is he doing now?' she thought. The two spoke and Cheri turned and looked at Anne. She walked over and leaned down.

"C'mon, let's go have some fun," said Cheri. Anne looked at Eric with panic in her eyes.

"Do you want him to come with us," said Cheri?

"Yes," yelped Anne, as she rose from the chair she had been sitting in for quite some time. Cheri had her arm wrapped with Anne's, and Anne used her other hand to find Eric's and give it a hard squeeze.

"Don't worry," Eric said, "just have a good time." The three walked into a back room area that had several smaller 'curtained' rooms in it. In each curtained room was a large couch.

"Have a seat," said Cheri. As Eric and Anne sat down, Cheri turned and shut the curtain, creating some privacy for the three. Anne noticed it was much quieter in this back room. Cheri quickly turned on a small radio sitting by the couch and a slower, softer song began coming out of the speakers. Before Anne could say or do anything, Cheri was in her lap, with her bikini still on. She slowly rubbed her face in Anne's breasts and she moved up to come cheek to cheek with Anne. As she slowly rubbed her face and long hair against Anne she whispered, "I really dig giving other women lap dances." With that, she hopped off of Anne, back up, and began to sensually strip off her clothes again. 

Anne was mesmerized. While Cheri was close during the table dance, she was still up on the table. Here in the back room, she was right next to Anne. And right on top of Anne. Cheri would slide up and down Anne's body, and then hop off. She would grind and shake one moment, and then simply drape herself on Anne with her cheek next to Anne's cheek. As she danced, Anne realized that Cheri was again naked. She turned and bent over; way over. As Cheri touched her toes, Anne stared into the other woman's ass and pussy. Anne noticed that Cheri's pussy was wet. Was she excited? Anne knew that she was. She kept shifting on the couch, her thong rubbing deliciously against her clit. A quick glance over found Eric rubbing his crotch. He was totally into the scene before him. Anne looked back at Cheri's ass. Cheri backed herself into Anne's face. She has never been this close to another woman's sex before. The musky smell was intoxicating. Without really thinking about it, Anne slipped her tongue out and licked the other woman. Was that o.k.? Would they get kicked out? All Anne knew was that she was so horny she thought that she was gonna explode. As soon as the dance ended, she was going to tell Eric to take her back to the hotel and fuck her hard.

Cheri turned and climbed onto Anne's lap. Her pussy was grinding into Anne's own. Cheri leaned over next to Anne's ear. "I'm soo horny right now." Anne stared at her. "I want you," whispered Cheri. She took Anne's hand and placed it under her pussy. Anne felt the wetness as she rubbed. Cheri moaned. "See. You make me so wet." Anne didn't think that this was part of the regular dance. Anne's finger slipped into Cheri's cunt. One then two fingers disappeared into the warm wetness. Cheri moaned softly as she began to grind her hips in rhythm with Anne's fingers. Cheri then hopped off of Anne's lap and leaned over next to her head.

"Taste me on your fingers." Anne quickly stuck both fingers into her mouth and began sucking on the juices. She found that she really liked the flavor and wanted more! "I get off work in about 20 minutes," whispered Cheri in Anne's ear. "I want to fuck you, tonight, o.k.?" Anne could only nod silently as the thought of having sex with the other woman played deliciously through her mind. To have Cheri licking her pussy; to be sticking her own tongue deep into Cheri's ass. Anne couldn't help herself as she began rubbing her own pussy furiously and had a small orgasm right then.

Anne moaned and and Cheri smiled mischieviously. "Save some of that for later," laughed Cheri as she began to put her skimpy little outfit back on. As both girls tried to cool back down, they turned to look at Eric. He obviously was uncomfortable as his cock bulged in his pants. The two girls exchanged some information quietly, as Eric wondered what they were talking about. Cheri went over to him and smiled seductively. She wiggled her hips and caressed her breasts. Eric smiled and Cheri bent down and thrust her jugs right in his face. "And as for you, mister. . ."

"Yes?" croaked Eric.

"That'll be fifty dollars for the dance."

"Oh right, right," said Eric as he fumbled for his wallet. Eric's cock rapidly deflated as he thought he was not going to see anything else tonight. Cheri took the money and leaned down again, resting her hand squarely on his now semi-hard cock.

"Don't worry sweetie," she purred, "once I'm done with your wife, I'm gonna ride you till you pass out." And with that Cheri pranced back into the main room to find more lonely souls and cash.

Eric and Anne simply sat for a while to recollect themselves. Finally, Eric spoke. "So did you have a good time sweetie?"

"Oh yeah," said Anne. "Definitely."

"Would you do this again?"

Anne smiled a big grin, "I don't know, ask Cheri tomorrow morning over breakfast!" They two both smiled and quickly left the club. They needed to get back to the hotel and freshen up before their guest arrived and the "real entertainment" of the evening began. 



The Show



Don and Suzanne were very close friends in more ways than one since the four of us had been having sex whenever we got together for the last couple of years and since we were all bisexual, we had an infinite number of interesting combinations to try. The four of us were resting in bed after a particularly athletic bout one evening when my wife, Tyko, started telling us about how horny the girls in her company were as they always talked about sex whenever they went to lunch and none of the guys were around. One of the married gals had told them about an experience she had just the previous weekend which got them all hot and horny thinking about it. Her husband had gotten an invitation to a private couples only party where the host and hostess had hired a young couple to put on a sex show for the guests. The tickets cost $100 a couple but she said it had been well worth it especially when some of the guests couldn't contain themselves and were mutually masturbating each other while watching the hot show. 

This had given Tyko an idea since the gals were always talking about a couple of gay executives in the company and wondering if they had ever had sex with each other and what they did, etc. It seems like it was a terrific turn on for them to imagine two guys having sex and, since no one at the company had ever met me, she was thinking about having a party where Don and I would put on a sex show for a bunch of women. She would tell them that she can hire a couple of good looking guys to put on a show for them and it would only cost them about $25 a ticket (which we would give to a charity). Suz added that no one at her company had ever met Don so she could probably sell some tickets also since she found that sex was the biggest topic at every gals lunch at her company also.

The gals went to work and in no time at all had sold 40 tickets, which was the limit they had set since that's all that could fit in the living room. Tyko had told the women that her husband was going to be out of town that week which worked out perfectly. The gal who had told them about the couples only party had mentioned that the hostess at that party had pushed all the furniture against the walls and put a king sized mattress on the floor in the center of the room with chairs all around it for the guests so that's exactly what we would do. On the night of the party, everything was in place. Tyko and Suz had rented 40 folding chairs and placed 10 on each side of the mattress and it was almost time for the first of the guests to arrive. We were in the bedroom wearing our terry cloth robes and nothing else, waiting nervously for our debut as sex stars. We heard the women arriving and soon Tyko came in and told us to start the show as everyone was eagerly awaiting us.

We walked into the room full of women and through the aisle left for us to get to the center and stepped up on the mattress to wild applause and some cat calls. We faced each other and slipped our hands under our robes to play with each other's cocks to get them hard for our audience and once they were at full staff, we removed our robes to the gasps and cheers of the audience. I walked over to the first row of chairs on my side of the mattress and waved my stiff organ at the gals and told them to touch it if they wished since it would get me nice and horny for a good show. One brave gal reached out and grasped my thick erection in her hand and squeezed it to the delight of all the others and soon other hands were touching my penis as I slowly walked around the perimeter. Don was doing the same thing on his side and when we finally made full circle, we got back on the mattress and I had him lay back and spread his legs wide so that I could start by licking his balls and asshole while running my fingers over his shaft. 

After a few minutes of that, I worked my tongue and lips up to the base of his shaft and began licking and nibbling on his sweet meat as I patiently worked my way up to his magnificent cockhead. I found a nice big drop of precum waiting for me there and captured it on my tongue just before taking the entire crown between my lips and sucking on it like a nursing baby. The gasps and raunchy comments of our audience only served to get us both hotter and I started to deep throat his delicious penis which drew moans from his lips as well as the gals watching.

I sucked him like this for some time and then he tapped me on the shoulder and told me to lay back as it was his turn now and he began sucking my balls into his mouth and running his tongue over them at the same time which made my cock jerk in heat and drove the audience wild. As he sucked my balls, I noticed that some of the gals in the front row had their hands under their dresses and were fingering their pussies and I smiled at them and ran my tongue over my lips as I looked at them letting them know I'd like to suck their pussies which got them even hornier. Tyko announced that if anyone wanted to sit on my face while I was being sucked, it would be OK and one particularly good looking and buxom blonde got up and removed her panties and shoes and got up on the mattress and straddled my head and lowered her crotch to my face. 

Her dress covered everything as she settled down and I saw a beautiful cunt coming down to my waiting mouth. She had large and petal shaped labia which were swollen and slightly parted revealing the pink, wet insides of her vagina and a fairly large clit hood in which a tiny button was just visible as it became erect and peeked out. I couldn't wait to taste her and as soon as her pussy got within reach of my tongue, I licked her labia and slit and ran the flat of my tongue over her clit which caused her to gasp and groan in heat. Her dress covered the entire upper portion of my body so no one could see my mouth on her cunt. All they could see was the passion reflected in her face as she slowly fucked my mouth and presented every part of her delicious crotch to me for sucking. 

Meanwhile, Don was doing a wonderful job on my cock and I was hoping the gal fucking my face would cum soon since I knew I would, and I wanted to keep the show going at full pitch for as long as possible. Suddenly I heard an animal like growl as she bore down on my mouth and shivered as she came all over my face wetting me with her juices. After recovering, she lifted herself off and I asked Don to lay back and let me work on him since I wanted to calm down a bit. 

As soon as he lay down and I took his beautiful organ in my mouth, another gal got up and took off her panties and shoes and straddled him as she dipped her pussy to his mouth and began rubbing it all over his face. Her dress also covered everything so the audience watched me suck him and watched her facial expressions and movements as she moaned and whimpered in ecstacy. I was enjoying his cock and remembered to keep him horny but not let him cum just yet so I would back off every once in a while and just lick his shaft from top to bottom until he cooled off and then go back to sucking him again. 

It wasn't long before the gal he was sucking exploded in orgiastic pleasure amid cries of passion and a whole string of dirty cursewords which had the audience laughing. As soon as she got off his face, we swung around and lay on our sides as we sensuously sucked each other from asshole to cock and everything in between. The both of us were extremely hot and decided to suck the cum out of each other as our balls were ready to explode and we couldn't wait to drink our cum juices. I started to swallow more and more of his cock and, as it disappeared down my throat, I heard the gasps and moans of our audience which spurred me on even more. 

He had my organ deep down his throat and was milking it each time he swallowed around it and I knew it wouldn't be long before I had to cum. I sucked down as much of his cock as possible and the two of us drew deeply on our organs until my penis swelled and began pumping hot cum down his waiting throat and almost gagging him. That triggered his orgasm and to my intense joy, his cock began shooting ropes of delicious juice down my throat while I was pumping the last of mine down his and both of us kept sucking each other to get the last drops of our cum before we rested our heads on each other's thighs to wild applause by all the gals. 

Then Tyko told them there would be a 15 minute intermission while we refreshed ourselves for the second act and we went back into the bedroom where Suz brought us drinks and a snack and both of them licked our cocks to get them ready for the second act as we relaxed. The gals told us that everything was going great so far as the comments they heard were all positive and everyone was waiting for us to return to center stage. I told Don that I was very turned on having sex with him with all those horny women watching and he agreed. We decided that we would fuck each other for the second act and give them a really good show. Our talented wives had us hard and ready for our audience so we slipped on our robes and went back "on stage".

We entered the room to wild applause and opened our robes to show our massive erections which got a terrific ovation as we faced the gals and turned so that all could see. We took off the robes and faced each other as we grasped each other's organs and played with them for a few moments. Then I slid to my knees and sucked Don's big balls into my mouth as I stroked his cock and, after a few minutes, he did the same to me as we turned slowly so that everyone could see what we were doing to each other. Our organs were rock hard and throbbing so he went to one side of the room and I to the other and we slowly walked around the room allowing the gals to reach out and squeeze our shafts as we passed. When we had given them the opportunity to feel our cocks, we got back on the mattress and I told Don to get down on his hands and knees so I could fuck him. 

When he was in position, with his firm ass thrust out, I got down on my hands and knees and wet his puckered asshole with my tongue to get him ready for my cock and then fit the head of my erection to his anus and pushed forward until the head popped in. I worked it back and forth slowly to make sure he was well lubed and then started to feed it inside. He was looking at a gal in the front row who had her hand in her crotch and was looking at him and going wild from his facial expressions as my thick penis filled his ass. He was moaning and asking for more cock as he thrust back to capture all of my organ and she was jilling herself wildly as she watched. When I was deep inside him and my cock hairs were mashed against his ass cheeks, I reached around and started stroking his cock which was rock hard and leaking precum. 

After playing with his cock a while, I grasped him by the hips and began long, steady strokes in and out of his grasping hole. His ass felt wonderful and was nice and tight around my shaft as I thrust in and out and I could hear the women gasping and commenting on how sexy it was to watch us. I looked around the room as I fucked him and saw many of the women jilling themselves as they watched. Two gals in the front row alongside us had their skirts around their waist as they played with each other's pussies. When I felt that I was approaching climax, I pulled out of his warm, comfortable asshole and told him to switch positions as I wanted his cock inside me also. As soon as I was in position, he fed his throbbing member into my ass and started to fill me with meat. 

I happened to be looking at the gal jilling herself in front of me and saw that she was looking into my eyes as he fed me cock and my expression must have been something as she cried out and clamped her thighs down on her hand as she went into a long, loud orgasm. His penis felt wonderful in my ass and I met his every thrust by pushing back onto his huge organ. Then, after fucking me beautifully for some time, he pulled out and I knew he was probably trying to keep from cumming. I lay down on my back and, while facing me, he sat down on my throbbing erection and began working his hips back and forth as he milked my penis with his hot asshole. He noticed that the gal in front of him was working on another orgasm and motioned for her to sit on my face. She didn't hesitate a second as she got up and kneeled over me and sat on my face with a long sigh. 

I saw her glistening wet labia descending and met them with my tongue and sucked both lips into my mouth as I ran my tongue all over them and then deep into her wet hole. She tasted and smelled delicious and I lost myself in pleasure as I sucked her and felt the wonderful sensations Don was giving me with his talented ass. Then she rubbed her clit against my lips and I was surprised at the size of it as it felt like a miniature penis. I took it between my lips and sucked it like it was a cock and suddenly, she grabbed my head and forced her clit into my mouth as she came and wet my face with her juices. She needed help in getting up after her orgasm and the gal sitting next to her came over and helped her back to her seat. 

Meanwhile, Don was moving up and down and around on my penis and I knew I couldn't hold out any longer so I looked up at him and told him he was going to receive my juices any minute and he redoubled his efforts to empty my balls of their load. Then I was completely overcome by my orgasm and my throbbing penis started shooting hot jets of cum into his hungry ass as I writhed in ecstacy with each spasm until they ended. When I calmed down a bit, he asked me to switch positions with him as he wanted his cock inside me and as soon as he was ready, I sat down and fit the head of his huge erection to my anus and lowered myself on his wonderful pole. 

When I was all the way down and had him deep inside me, I looked around the room and spotted the two gals playing with each other's pussies. I motioned that one of them should go over and sit on his face and the blonde immediately got up and straddled his head and fed him pussy to suck. She was fucking his face feverishly as I raised and lowered my ass on his gorgeous cock and suddenly I heard her cry out as she mashed her cunt down on his mouth and flooded his face with her juices. As she ground her cunt down on his face in orgasm, his penis swelled and started spurting hot cum in my ass in spasm after spasm of pure delight for both of us. When he at last came back down to Earth, she lifted herself off him and went back to her seat as I lifted my ass off him and my cock popped out along with a stream of his cum. 

Then we both stood up and bowed as we announced the end of the show to wild applause. As we were trying to make our way back to the bedroom, a number of the women came over and asked for our telephone numbers as they wanted to hire us for parties of their own. We told them to give their cards or phone numbers to Tyko or Suzanne who would give them to us before we left. We got back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed to relax as we listened to the gals saying their goodbyes and finally leaving. A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened and Tyko and Suz walked in totally naked. Suz lay down next to me and took my flaccid organ in her hands as my wife did the same with Don and they told us how horny they were from not only watching us but also some of the gals who were jilling themselves. 

Between their talented hands and mouths, we were hard in no time and both gals mounted us for a wild fuck which they so desperately needed. After they came, they calmed down a bit and we discussed the events of the evening and how well everything turned out. Tyko mentioned that a couple of gals from her office, who she never thought would be that wild, turned out to be really loose as they jilled themselves and each other during the entire show. We figured that we had made about a thousand dollars less expenses and decided which charity to give it to although Don mentioned, with a smile, that we could make a hell of a living if we put on shows every night and had the girls join us...



The Show



My wife and I have been married for two years now. Unlike most of the marriages you hear about - we like to communicate between each other. I am 32 and she is 27. Our sex life is outstanding. She is never one to turn down something new (within reason). She also realizes that she has married a man with a very strong sex drive. So on those rare occasions when she is not in the mood, she never hesitates to enjoy a private show of me masturbating. While I'm busy stroking and playing with my cock she'll sometimes help out a little by playing with my balls or urging me to cum for her. Other times she'll ask me what I am thinking about while I'm masturbating. I usually tell her that knowing that she is watching me or the possibility that another woman is watching me. 

My wife is the type of woman that likes to throw those women parties. You know, like Tupperware, home decorating, cooking utensil, lingerie, and other types. Most of the time I like to get out of the house when she has these events just to avoid "the hen party". There have been a couple of times when I had stayed home and kept myself in the den or family room. The women that she invites are mostly friends and co-workers. So a majority of them are close to our age. A few of these women I know because we go out with them and their husbands on occasion. 

This particular party that she had last summer was a lingerie party. My wife had made this one a Mexican theme party. What in the world lingerie has to do with Mexican is beyond me. Anyway, there was good food and plenty of margaritas to indulge in. Seven girls showed up and soon I was on my way to the family room. But I had to check out the girls first. All of them were wearing shorts. A couple of them had on halter-tops. One with no bra, that was Sherri. I knew all of them but two and two others were wives of couples that we went out with. After I said my hellos, I promised that I would go away and not be in their way. However, they did not seem to believe me. I grabbed some food and a good-sized margarita and headed off to the family room. About twenty minutes later I had run dry of my margarita so I went to the kitchen to get another one. I also wanted to see how the party was doing. In the living room I saw two hanger stacks full of lingerie and other sexy female attire. The hostess was holding up two teddies in front of the girls sitting on the floor in front of her. She was explaining that they could go and try them on if they were interested in seeing how they would look on them. One of my wives best friends who is named Katie, came into the kitchen and asked if I would be a good boy and make another pitcher of margaritas for them. As I started to make the drinks, two more girls and my wife came in to get refills. My wife walked around me and grabbed my ass through my jeans shorts and said, "Hey sexy, she's got some stuff for guys that I would like you to try on for size!" 

The other girls saw my wife grab my ass, looked at each other and agreed that they too would like to see that. I finished blending the drinks and poured them all another. Katie looked me up and down and said, "I sure hope that there is a lot more of this for later". 

My wife replied, "Oh, we can make him do more." I knew by looking at my wife that she wasn't talking about the margarita's. I took my drink and went back to the family room. 

Another hour later I heard someone call to me, "Hey bar slave, we need some more drinks here!" 

I returned to the kitchen to find my wife waiting with Katie and Sherri. I started making another batch. My wife reached around me and ran her hand over my groin. Sherri caught a glimpse of this and said to my wife, "It's not nice to tease a man like that. Besides, the rest of us girls don't have anything to play with." 

Katie looked at me and told Sherri, "Hmmm, I heard from Chris that playing with it is his favorite thing to do and she gets to watch too!" 

I looked over to my wife and she gave me a sheepish smile. Obviously she and her friends talk about me. Then Sherri said, "I can't get my husband to jerk off for me but he likes it when I do it for him. You're lucky Chris." 

I finished making the pitcher and asked my wife, "Is there anything else you ladies need?" 

My wife kissed me on the lips and slid me her tongue, pulled back and replied, "Need? Or want? Hmmmmm oh well the night is still young!" and she winked at me and they all returned to the living room. 

I went back to the family room and felt my cock begin to twitch. I knew that something was up. I had always fantasized about jerking off in front of a room full of women but I never told my wife about it. I didn't know if she would get mad or think that I was a little too weird. I always thought that the possibilities of it happening were as close to nil as you can get. I guess that's why they call it fantasizing. 

Thirty minutes later I needed another drink. So I returned to the kitchen and got myself a margarita. I looked into the living room and noticed that Katie and Sherri were sitting on the floor. Katie had changed into a teddy and so had my wife. The party hostess, one other girl and my wife were sitting on the couch and the others must have left already. I couldn't help but overhear that they were talking about sex. They were talking about oral sex and techniques they use when sucking off a guy. My cock was getting harder by the second hearing this. My glass clinked on the counter when I put it down and they heard me. I heard Katie order, "Hey bar slave, we all need a drink and we need a male body to try on some of these sexy male boxers and thongs!" 

Then my wife came into the kitchen in that sexy teddy holding a couple of items for me to try on. "Why don't you be a good boy and try these on for us." she asked. 

She had a very devious look in her eyes. I declined anyway but then she said, "I promise to make it up to you later." She reached down and grabbed my cock through my shorts and rubbed the shaft. I took the items from her and finished making the pitcher. 

I went to change. When I came out I heard that they continued their conversation but Katie had began talking about making her husband jerk off for her. Sherri and the hostess just listened with their jaws open. I picked up the pitcher and went into the living room. I had put on the silk boxers and I also had the thong underneath. As I reached Katie first, the other girls and my wife were cheering me on in my silk boxers. As I filled Katie's glass she looked right at my crotch and said, "These are nice but where is the thong?" Katie said looking at my wife. 

My wife said, "Yeah, I like those too now go and try on the thong I gave you." 

The girls again began to cheer on. I knew right away that these girls have had more than enough of their share of drinking for the night. I turned and faced my wife as I filled her glass. She reached up and cupped the front of my boxers and felt my growing hardness through the thong. "Oh, he has them on. He's wearing it under the boxers." 

"Come on, take em off", Katie shouted. 

The others began cheering me on again. "Go on honey," my wife requested, "let me have a look at the thong you have on." 

I looked around the room and all eyes were on me. My wife reached up and took hold of the waste of the boxers and thrust them down to my feet with one swift move. My hard cock was inches from her face. The room was filled with female voices shouting and cheering. "My, my, my" my wife cooed, "We definitely have something to show here!" 

"Hey, let's have a look!" Katie yelled. 

I slowly turned around and stood in front of all the girls with my hard cock being concealed by this thin small piece of material. Just then my wife reached up and around to the front of me and cupped my balls. "Yes, he is definitely turned on. You know girls, I bet if we try hard enough we might be able to get my husband here to show you just how a guy plays with himself. Honey, why don't you go over to Sherri and the others and fill their glasses and tell us how much you want to play with your hard cock." 

I turned toward Sherri and noticed her nipples were pointing through her halter top and she was sitting crossed legged on the floor and her short shorts were gapping in the crotch. I could just see where her trim would start but not enough to see her panties. She was staring up at the bulge in front of me. She held out her glass and her hand was trembling just a little or maybe it was mine. My cock was so fucking hard I thought it would explode. Katie began to urge me on first. "Come on baby, dance for us and show us what you got!" 

I returned to face my wife again and she said, "Good idea. Let's have our own private stripper. Come on honey, pretend you're a Chip and Dale dancer for us and give us a show. Here I'll even get some music going for ya." She got up and turned on the stereo and selected a disco type beat CD. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and the excitement was building inside of me. I just stood there frozen for a bit. 

Katie and Sherri got up off of the floor and sat on the love seat, which was placed at right angles to the couch. They all started to cheer me on now. They were getting more rowdy. The hostess and the other girl who I did not know were even cheering on. Then Sherri says, "Hey why aren't you stripping. I'm glad I didn't pay for this show" 

"Well that's the problem." replied Katie. "I think he needs some incentive." 

After that remark Sherri lifted her halter-top to show me her bare tits. "Is this enough incentive for ya?" 

"No, not that kind." my wife said, "I'm sure he doesn't mind but I think we should play into it good and give him dollars for a dance." 

Katie got into her purse and found a hand full of dollar bills. "Come here, I wanna see ya dance for us." Katie said. 

I walked over toward her and she stuck the dollar down the front of my thong. "Now I wanna see you dance and strip. I want my moneys worth!" 

I began to dance around and the girls cheered on and watched. My wife was waving a dollar and motioned for me to come to her. When I got to her she said, "If you want this you have to show me what's under there." She took her dollar and folded it and stuffed it down my thong and she rubbed my cock while doing this. 

Next I heard the hostess calling for me. I went to her and got a little bold and straddled her lap. She wasn't expecting this and the other girls went wild. I raised my hips so that her face was just inches from my crotch. She inserted the dollar while her eyes were glued to my bulge. 

Katie called to me and said she had another dollar for me. I went back to Katie and saw that Sherri who was next to her still had her halter top up exposing her tits. Her nipples were hard. I got up and straddled Katie's lap and moved my hips about. She held out the dollar and said, "I wanna see more!" 

Katie reached up with the hand that held the dollar and slowly shoved it under my thong down to my cock while her other hand went up the back side of my thigh just below the cheek of my ass. This caused my cock to twitch. "Ohhhhh, I like what I see here!" she announced. She looked next to her to Sherri who was watching her. "Did you see that?" she asked Sherri. 

Sherri just nodded. 

"What happened?", my wife asked. 

"His cock just twitched for me." Katie replied. 

"Hey baby, come here for me, I have some money for ya." my wife beckoned. 

I danced over to her. "Turn around." she ordered. I turned around to face Katie and Sherri. My wife touched both of my legs and slowly ran her hands up to my ass and then around to the front to my aching cock. Then she reached under my thong and grabbed my cock with one hand while stuffing a dollar with the other. 

Now Sherri was waving a dollar. I went to her and she said, "Take em off!" 

My cock was throbbing uncontrollably. I was so hot knowing they were all watching me. I reached down and began to rub myself in front of Katie and Sherri as they looked on. As I did so I gyrated my hips around to the beat of the music. I was standing in front of Sherri and she reached out and took hold of the front of my thong and pulled the material away from my cock. Then she slid the folded dollar across my cock and let go of the material. She took hold of both ends of the dollar bill and moved it side to side rubbing it against the under side of my cock. Soon my cock head was peeking out of the top of the thong. 

I began dancing around again until I was in front of my wife. She took her dollar and put it in the back of my thong while she stroked the exposed head of my cock. Then she announced, "Who all wants to see him take the rest off and jerk off for us?" 

All the girls started yelling and cheering, urging for me to take it off. I couldn't take it any more. I went to the middle of the floor in front of them and lay down on my back. I began to fondle myself. I slowly pulled off the thong leaving myself totally naked in front of four women with a raging hard on. 

Katie leaned down and looked closer at my cock and noted to everyone, "My god, he even shaves his cock and balls!" 

I stayed on my back and spread my legs apart and grabbed my aching shaft and began to slowly stroke it while my other hand massaged my balls. I looked around and saw that all of their eyes were glued on me. 

Sherri was rubbing her nipples and now my wife was rubbing herself through her teddy. I had to close my eyes or I was going to cum right then and there. I eased off a bit and just played with my nuts. When I opened my eyes I noticed that my wife was gone. I looked around and nobody seemed to really care. Then she returned with our bottle of sex oil. She tossed me the bottle and said, "Show us how you make yourself cum when I get to watch you." 

I open the bottle and let small droplets cover the head of my cock until it started running down my hard shaft. Both of my hands were busy at my groin while I masturbated for my audience. I could feel the head of my cock grow and grow until the ridge under the head was as hard as a rock. I felt the base of my cock twitch so I had to ease off again so I wouldn't shoot off yet. I looked up again to look at the girls. 

My wife was rubbing her breasts. Katie had her hand under her teddy. Then my wife unsnapped the crotch of her teddy. Sherrie looked content just watching me. I continued stroking myself with long slow strokes while my other hand began to rub the oil farther down into the crack of my ass. I started to move my hips with the beat of the music that was playing. My wife was busy fingering her wet pussy while watching me as was Sherri. The others just looked on. 

My cock began to twitch again and this time a big drop of pre cum formed on the tip of my cock head. I squeezed my shaft to bring up more of the clear liquid. Katie said, "I think he's going to cum already!" 

Then my wife replied, "No, he's really good at this. He can tease himself for over an hour and not cum. But when he finally does - it could put Peter North to shame." 

I reached around my leg and began to play with my ass hole while I stroked the head of my cock. I raised and lowered my hips off of the floor while fucking my fist. I looked up at Sherri just as she screamed and came all over her fingers. My wife was finger fucking herself too and shouted, "Oh baby, we wanna see you cum. We wanna see you shoot you hot cum all over yourself." 

I continued to watch Sherri as she was closing in on another orgasm. The head of my cock felt so sensitive and I could feel the muscles slowly begin to twitch in my ass hole. I rapidly stroked myself. Warmth filled my nuts as my cum started its journey to my cock. My wife began to cum and so did Sherri. The others girls were so quite just watching me and the others. I tightened the grip around my shaft as I jerked up and down. "Ahhhh yeah, I'm gonna cum!" 

I announced. No sooner than I said that, the first thick rope of cream shot out and flew about three feet into the air and landed on my stomach with a loud smack. Then my cock twitched again and again spewing gobs of juice on my legs, stomach, and groin. When the twitching subsided my wife got down on her hands and knees and rubbed the hot liquid all over me and my cock. Something she had never done before. When she was finished she got up and got me a towel. I cleaned myself off and got dressed. The party was over and everyone went home. 

When my wife and I got to bed she begged for me to eat her pussy but that's another story for later.



The Show



I am a 49 year old bi female. My husband is 51 and also bi. About 10 year ago we were watching an adult movie and it had the girl/girl scene when my husband asked if I ever thought of doing that. I admitted I had. Then he asked if I would do it if I had the chance. I told him yes. Then it was my turn, I asked if he ever thought of doing it with a guy. He told me that he wondered what it would be like to stroke a cock or even suck it. He liked pictures of them. When he focused just on cocks he was curious but when he looked at guys he didn't have that same desire. He didn't think that he could actually do it.

About 5 years ago, after our youngest left for college, my husband suggested I fulfill my fantasy with another woman. I was able to do that with a good friend that was recently divorced. That marked a turning point in our sex lives. Besides bringing a female lover into the mix he started taking on a more subservient role in our relationship.

A little over 2 years ago I decided to add another man to the mix. It was a friend of his that is younger, he is 41. I enjoyed teasing him and watching his cock get hard and him trying to hide it. I told John that I wanted a 3some with his friend Mike. We had talked about a MFM 3some but had never tried to find a guy to join us. But we knew Mike was not happy in his marriage and was not getting much in the way of sex. We recruited Mike to join us. Little did either of these men know what I had in mind.

I keep the sex hetro for the 1st year, letting the men gain a level of comfort around each other but gradually moving them down the path I had chosen. When I thought the time was right I had John give Mike a blowjob. It's been smooth sailing from there as they both seem pretty content to let me call the shots.

A little about the men. They are not young hard bodies but they are in reasonably good shape for their age. John, my husband, is 5'11" and about 185lbs and is 51. Mike our friend is slightly shorter maybe about 5'10" and weighs close to the same. Their cocks are about 6", cut, though Mike's is a little fatter. They are both handsome men and fun to be around.

The reason I am writing has to do with what happened a few weeks ago. We went to the southwest for a little golf, relaxation, and warm weather. I am not much of a golfer so it was more for my husband but I did take an afternoon to play nine at the executive course at the resort. While golfing I was paired up with a nurse who was in town for a seminar. She was with some other nurses that she works with and was staying in the same hotel. She was pretty open and said that they get a little raunchy on the trips. They have gone to strip clubs on some trips and usually have a movie night with a porno. 

I got an idea as Mike was going to join us as he was passing through on a business trip. I asked her if she could keep a secret. I told her about John and Mike and would her friends like to see two men together. She was all for it and later told me her friends were too. We made arrangements for them to come to my room the next evening.

I got some wine and some premixed margaritas and they came to my room, my friend from the course and 3 of her coworkers. The guys were in Mike's room when the women arrived. I explained my marriage and how I got the guys to give each other sexual pleasures but they didn't kiss and have never done anything else when I wasn't around. John knows I wouldn't care and they have had the chances when they have gone fishing and hunting together. Anyway I told the ladies that if seeing two guys wasn't their cup of tea that they might want to slip out before the men joined us. To be respectful of the men, as this wasn't a strip club and they were doing all of a favor. They all wanted to see so I called the guys down.

I had told the guys what I wanted them to do. Everyone was a little nervous when they came in but the guys knew what to do. They quickly took off their clothes. Mike was already excited and was sporting a hardon. John was only semi erect. From experience I knew Mike would be easier to make cum and also faster to recover after cuming. I jokingly said gentlemen start your engine that's when John knelt in front of Mike and started licking his cock. All eyes were on the two men. John licked and sucked and soon Mike was moaning with pleasure. He was holding his cock out with one hand licking the head, running his tongue along the ridge. Mike closed his eyes and tilted his head back, he was moaning rather loudly and I knew he would cum soon. John had about ½ his cock in his mouth and was bobbing up and down frantically and then Mike groaned and shot a load in his mouth.

Then they switched positions and Mike was kneeling in front of John. I heard one of the women say it was the hottest thing she had seen and that her panties were soaking wet. As Mike was sucking John one of the women said she was going to leave I walked her to he door to act as a shield as the door opened. I told I hoped everything was ok since she was leaving already to which she said that it was so exciting that she needed to go take care of herself. I told her I understood.

Mike had sucked John for about 4 or 5 minutes when John pulled away. He moved over to the dresser and grabbed a bottle of astro glide. Mike new what to do and as John greased up his cock Mike placed his hands on the dresser and bent over. I heard one of the women say give it to him with a smile on her face. John moved in behind and rubbed the head of his cock against Mike's hole and then slide it in. Mike let out a moan as John's cock slide deeply in to his ass. The women were leaning in trying to get a good view of the two men fucking. I was worried apart this part as I didn't know how they would react to an anal sex scene.

After a few minutes Mike moved over to the desk. Laying on his back with his legs pulled up John moved in position again. This is my favorite position to watch them in. I had noticed that Carol, the woman I meet on the course, was rubbing herself through her jeans. Then she moved towards the door to leave, she looked back and me and mouthed thank you and left. 

Two of the women were left. One I would guess as in her early 50's, thin, small breasted, average looking. The other nurse was in her early 30's and on the chubby side; she had beautiful skin and was rather attractive. I couldn't help but think that if she thinned down and lost some puffiness from her face that she would be very pretty.

John was really pounding Mike now and had another hardon. It's quite a site seeing his hardon dancing as a cock disappears and reappears from his ass. I hear my husband is moaning and telling us how good Mike's ass feel. He says he is getting closer and he speeds up even more. Then there is a load moan and John impales himself in Mike's ass one last time as he pumps him full of cum. A trickle of precum is dribbling from Mike's cock and collecting on his belly. At last John pulls away.

John moves over and lies on his back on the bed. I think the women were thinking things were over until Mike grabs the astro lube and prepares himself. At this time I got undressed as started rubbing myself. The older nurse asked if it would be all right if my husband could eat her. I said I would love to see that. She got undressed and John has her lay on her back and he moved between her legs. John was on his knees and Mike moved back in and started fucking his ass again. Not knowing if she was bi I stood back and watched. As John's magic tongue started doing its tricks she closed her eyes and started moaning. I moved over to her and started sucking her breast. John was taking his time with her, teasing her, for I think she would have came right away had he gone straight for her clit. Instead her probed her folds and tongue fucked her. Mikes fucking was creating a steady rhythm pushing John's face into her pussy, something I always love. Somewhat surprising the young chubby nurse moved in and took over the other breast. The older nurse reaches over and starts feeling up the chubby one though she is still dressed. Then she starts grabbing at the snap of her shorts and tries to get them off her. Then the chubby nurse steps back and slides her shorts and panties to the floor allowing the older one to finger her pussy. The older one locks eyes with the younger one at which time John bears down on her clit. He body stiffens and she lets out a loud moan and cums. 

I moved around the bed and came up behind the chubby one. She was rather distracted by the fingers of the older nurse that were still playing with her pussy. I started removing her blouse, pulling it up over her head; she assisted by raising her arms. Then I undid the clasp of her bra. And she let it slide off. I lost track of the men but I had noticed they had stopped and assumed Mike must have cum. I motioned them to move back and give us the bed. At this point I was behind the chubby one with my arms wrapped around her cupping her breasts. Her head was tilted back resting on my shoulder obviously caught up in the attention being given to her body. Without stopping what she was doing the older one cleared a spot on the bed I then proceeded to guide the chubby one on the bed. At first she was sitting on the side but the older one put a hand on her legs and guided it up on the bed. The chubby one moved back on the bed and the older one pulled her legs around to her; she ended up lying with her head to the foot of the bed. Finally I got a good look at her hairy pussy; I won't shave and was glad to see a nice carpet, as my husband would say. Thick curly dark hair that I imagine would spill out from her panties had she had any on. Large breasts with big areola and large erect nipples. I wanted to dive in between her legs but the way she was facing did not allow that. I noticed the older one looking at her pussy and wondering if she had ever done this before. Somewhat trepidly she moved forward and started kissing the insides of those big creamy white thighs. Inching ever higher she made her way to the crease in her thighs, how I wish it were I between her legs. Not wasting the opportunity I moved around and started sucking her breasts. Taking her large erect nipple between my teeth and gently nibbling. Then I moved up and started kissing her, I think it took her off guard and the thought past my mind that maybe she had never been with another woman. Later I found out I was right. As we kissed her hand reached between my legs, feeling my wet hairy pussy. She started moaning and I looked down to see the older woman licking her with long swipes from the bottom of her pussy between her lips and up over her clit. Her hips started rocking, trying to get her tongue to pass over the right spots. Soon they were going faster and the moaning got louder. Then she grabbed the older ones head and pulled it tight and was bucking wildly. She was loudly moaning out oh yea oh yea, then she said I AM CUMMING and then collapses on the bed panting and out of breath.

I motioned the guys to leave so I could be alone with the women. 

I laid next to the chubby one on the bed kissing her face and playing with her tits. Her hand was still between my legs although I don't think she was really conscious of it and was rubbing me. After a minute or two she started coming back to earth at which point she actively started rubbing my pussy. Although I would have preferred to have been licked I was content to kiss her as she fingered my clit and soon she brought me to a much-needed orgasm. As we were lying there the older nurse moved up on her other side and was sucking her breast. After a bit we all paused. The older nurse was telling her that she had great breasts and a sexy body but she said she was to fat. We that there are ugly skinny women and sexy big women and we both found her very sexy. The older one admitted to being bi-curious for a long time and when they work nights together had thought of slipping into an empty room with her.

The chubby one nervously offered that she had never done anything like that but added that she had enjoyed it. She told us that no one had ever given her oral sex, she had friends tell about and was wanting to experience but didn't think it would be with a woman. The older one said that she had a roommate go down on her once but she did do anything and had told herself she wouldn't make that mistake again. I confessed I have been doing it for about 5 years and was hoping something would happen tonight. They said they needed to get going as they had a breakfast meeting at 6am so unfortunately they didn't stick around for more.

You are probably wondering why I didn't use names for the 2 nurses. That is because I only knew Carol's name. When they all came in to the room everyone was a little nervous and we didn't introduce ourselves, although Carol had told them my name. 

You are probably wondering what the ladies looked like. I think I am better than average looking with brown hair, blues eyes, 38C, 5'7". A lady doesn't like to tell her weight but I am a size 14, guess you might say I am average or a little bigger. The chubby one was younger guessing in her mid 30's and I know from standing next to her she was close to my height. I did peek at the tag on her blouse and it was a 20W. Although a big girl she carried her weight well. Finally, the older one, she was a couple of years older than me. She was about 5'2" and slender. She had small breasts and I am guessing she didn't really need a bra.

I would be interest in hearing from other women that enjoying seeing two men together.



The Show, Act 01



I was sitting in my home office when Cory came bouncing into the room.

"Hi daddy!!"

"Hello baby. What's up?"

"Ready for the show?" asked Cory barely able to contain her excitement.

"The show?"

"Yes the show. The show. Don't tell me you've forgotten about it already?" I looked up from the computer screen into her hazel eyes. She was quite the beauty, in fact both of them were. I have two daughters, Cory and Amy and the fact they are both beautiful is where any similarity ends. Cory at nineteen is the oldest with raven black, neck length hair, small mouth, and small upturned nose. Her five foot six inch frame is slim with beautiful round curves in all the right places. She's also possessed of perfectly round natural 34D cup breasts and an equally perfect heart shaped ass that I know most men would follow into hell to possess. Amy on the other hand is a tall, lanky five foot eight, eighteen year old with short cut auburn hair, blue eyes, wide mouth with full lips, and a regal, elegant nose adorning her oval face. She also has long legs, a tight round ass and a pair of pert 32B breasts that resemble a pair of upside down teacups.

But as different as they are physically, it's their behavior that really sets them apart. Cory is verbose, vivacious, bright and possessed of a devious mind, while Amy, also bright tends to be very quiet, and more than a bit shy. Cory leads, Amy follows usually happily and such is the dynamic of their close relationship.

"No I haven't forgotten." I looked into her eyes, "Sorry princess, I guess I've been a little distracted of late."

"Distracted? Try Depressed or at the very least gloomy! Well tonight that all changes. Amy and I are going to put on a show that'll blow your mind. Ready?" Her breasts jiggled freely beneath her thin T-shirt and I noticed that she was wearing what looked like fishnet stockings under her khaki shorts. That should've been my first clue that something was amiss.

"The show must go on," I said not really feeling it as Cory took my hands and pulled me out of the chair. She then pulled my chair out and placed it in the middle of the room facing the door. She then pulled me forward and sat me in the chair.

"Just trust me, okay daddy? And do what I say, at least as far as you're able." She giggled a little then kissed me on the cheek. As I sat there I thought back to all the times the girls would stage talent shows for my wife and I. They looked so cute in their little outfits and so funny as they sang and danced always out of tune with each other. Wistfully I wished for those times again when things seemed so much simpler. Suddenly Cory did something I was completely not ready for. Grabbing both my arms, she pulled them back behind the chair. I heard a clink but before I could react my hands had been handcuffed together. She then bounced out of the room only to return instantly with some lengths of ropes.

"Cory, what the...?"

"Now daddy, you promised to trust me right?" Interrupted Cory as she deftly strapped me to the chair. She even tied my legs to the chair's legs making me completely immobile and at the mercy of whatever insidious plan she had in mind. After making sure all her knots weren't going to come loose, she went and stood behind me.

"Okay daddy, say aaaah!"

"I really think this has gone far enough. You need to rel...." Again I was cut off as a plastic ball gag was placed into my mouth, the straps of which were then tied securely behind my head.

"This is just for you daddy." Cory whispered into my ear. She then kissed me on the temple before sauntering over to the door, switching off the light and leaving me bathed in darkness.

It seemed an interminable amount of time passed while I sat tied to that chair. I could hear movement as things were being moved about the room, but they had pulled the blinds and had turned all the lights out in the whole house. I then heard some hushed whispering, then silence. I didn't have to wait long before someone entered the room.

Suddenly, flash, a handheld spotlight was turned on illuminating Cory's face, though I had to do a double take before I realized it really was Cory. She wore a top hat, what looked an old tuxedo jacket with tails and nothing underneath; I could see the outline of her breasts shimmer beneath the jackets lapels. She also had on the fishnet stockings but instead of the shorts, she wore what looked like a leather thong bikini with a zipper on the front, while on her feet she wore shoes with four inch heels. In one hand she held the spotlight, while in the other it looked as though she had a riding crop. My eyes nearly bulged out of my head as another part of my anatomy suddenly came to life. Then just as suddenly I had the urgent need to rid myself of my bonds.


"Prisoners, heed your mistress. As part of your torture tonight, I give you the slave girl Fateema!!" Cory swung the spotlight to the doorway where a radiant, veiled Amy stood, fully decked out in an 'I Love Genie' outfit, except that the one Amy wore left nothing to the imagination. She wore an open push up brassiere with nipple clamps on each teet connected by a small gold chain. Her pantaloons were completely see-through showing her hairless vagina, her long legs and tight backside. She was barefoot while on her wrists hung several colorful bracelets. As Arabic style music emanated from a boombox Amy began a seductive dance into the room. As she swayed her hips, she moved her arms and snapped her fingers in time to the music all the while gradually moving closer to my chair, and as she got closer my body betrayed me as my cock grew hard as steel making a very noticeable tent in my pants.

"Stop there, slave!" commanded Cory. As Amy did as she was told, Cory came forward and pulling a string on Amy's pantaloons, let them slide to the floor leaving Amy wearing only a thin gold chain around her abdoman.

My mind was reeling; the whole thing had taken on a surreal dreamlike quality. I couldn't understand what had gotten into my decent, proper daughters. It was like I didn't know these girls; they had become complete strangers.

Stepping behind Amy, Cory held the spotlight and riding crop in one hand, while she seductively stuck two of her fingers between her red lips. Then reaching around Amy, Cory ran her wet fingers up through Amy's labia to her now prominently protruding clit.

"Oooooh!" moaned an aroused Amy as she leaned back against Cory as Cory's fingers lightly played with her wet clit. And while I knew what was coming and I knew it was wrong, my cock was so hard I thought it would explode.

"Slave, prepare the prisoner!" Cory commanded as she licked her fingers clean of Amy's juice.

"Yes mistress." With that Amy climbed onto the chair, placing her feet firmly on either side of me, then grabbing my head firmly she ground her dripping slit against my face, rubbing her swollen clit against my nose until my entire face was covered in her sweet discharge, and sweet it was and fragrant and fresh, just as one would imagine an eighteen year old virgins to be. She then bent down rubbing her tits and hard as rock nipples against my forehead, my bound mouth, and my chin. Finally as she straddled my lap with my erection rubbing against her most intimate parts, she brought her face down and started to lap her juices from my saturated countenance.

It was when she stopped licking and pulled away that I was able to gaze into her eyes and then I broke into a cold sweat. I don't know what I expected to see; maybe anger, or malice, perhaps a cruel smirk of the victor over the vanquished. I thought maybe that I had done something that had pissed my kids off so bad that they felt that they had to go to these kinds of extremes to get back at me. I figured they'd probably leave me tied to the chair with a raging hardon, then at some point they'd come back and tell me just what the fuck it was that I did. But that would be okay, because I'd still have my honor and at least a little of my dignity; I'd still be able to think of myself as a good decent man, as opposed to a pervert who ought to be locked up in a very small box. Why? Because I hadn't fucked the two most cherished and important people in my life, and for some reason at that moment in time, that was everything. But....I was wrong. This wasn't about revenge. Amy wasn't mad at me, didn't hate me. There was nothing in her eyes but love, adoration, passion and lust and as she mouthed the words 'I Love You' while unzipping my pants. Getting off my lap, she kneeled between my splayed legs and reaching in my fly, grabbed my hard nine inch cock and freed it from it's confines, I knew then I was lost. 

"Omigod Cor...uh mistress, his thingie's fucking huge. Daddy, I can't believe you've been keeping this monster so well hidden from us all these years!!!"

"It's pretty impressive up close and personal isn't it slave?" Cory put in further boosting my ego or deepening my shame depending on which shoulder you sat on.

"Yessss," purred Amy lustily as she touched some precum I was leaking and smeared it up and down the length of my rigid member, "it's beautiful."

"Prepare the prisoner!" repeated Cory.

"With pleasure Mistress!" Breathed Amy. She then kissed the purple, swollen head of my cock, before sticking her tongue out and running it up and down the length of my penis. My muffled exhortations to stop fell on deaf ears as Amy opened her lips and engulfed me in her warm, wet mouth. As Amy's head started to bob up and down on my steel hard member, Cory watched with a look of satisfaction. I, on the other hand, was sweating profusely trying not to empty my balls into my sweet angel's mouth. Even though it had been well over a year since last making love to a woman, I couldn't allow my seed to escape me. I could tell Amy wasn't very experienced, but the feeling of her making love to my cock was indescribable, and I knew that if she kept going I wouldn't last long.

"Now slave," Cory said, her voice quivering a little "come prepare me."

Reluctantly Amy released my saliva drenched cock from her mouth with a wet pop, then grabbing it with both hands gave it a little tug as she stood and returned to Cory.

I hadn't noticed before but there were now a bunch of candles surrounding the room on the bookshelves, side tables and desk, and they were all lit giving off an ambient, intimate light to the room.

Amy circled Cory until she was directly behind her. Amy then removed Cory's top hat and put it aside before taking her jacket and sliding it down Cory's arms revealing the most beautiful pair of breasts I've ever seen. They were full and round hanging seductively from Cory's chest with large areolas topped with small nipples. As my eyes drank in the sight of one daughter undressing the other, Amy reached around and pulled down the zipper of the leather panties and then yanked them down Cory's legs till she was able to step out of them. Then Amy stepped in front of her sister and kneeling down, placed her face against Cory's engorged labia and started to lap as she pushed two fingers into Cory's gushing hole and began slowly finger fucking her sibling.

"Oh yes," moaned Cory as she held Amy's head against her quim, "that's it my pet. Ready your mistresses kitty. Get it nice and sloppy. Ooooh fuuucckk!"

"You are prepared Mistress." Replies Amy as she looks up at Cory, who then helps her to her feet and holding Amy's face gives her a passionate kiss, thrusting her tongue into her younger sisters mouth.

"Assist me." Pants an extremely aroused Cory her voice thick with lust. Amy then takes her hand and leads her to where I'm still bound and gagged, though my erection hadn't subsided in least; in fact I couldn't remember a time when I'd been more aroused. Mimicking Amy's earlier moves, Cory straddled my lap and then with her hands encircling my neck, she looked into my eyes as she slowly lowered herself till my cock nudged against her sopping passion pit. She was in total control as she let the head my penis nudge between the lips of her vagina, and then she'd rise up again keeping paradise at bay. She did this several more times before finally settling her weight down and fully impaling herself on my schlong all the way to my cum filled testicles.

"Holy shit," squealed Amy "you're really doing it! You're fucking daddy! I don't think I've ever seen anything so hot....so erotic before!!! Gawd Cory, he's stretching your little pussy so wide. How does it feel?"

"Fucking awesome!! I feel so completely stuffed with cock. How do you like filling your daughters tight little puss with meat daddy? Do you like fucking me daddy?" Vigorously, I shook my head no. Cory then grabbed me and looked me straight in the eye.

"Tell the truth daddy. It's wrong to lie, especially to your own baby girl. You like my hot cunt wrapped around your cock, huh? Would you like to really fuck your princess? A simple nod will suffice." I quickly acquiesced and nodded yes. "Oh daddy, I'm gonna fuck you so gooood. You don't need to do a thing." And with that she raised up until I was almost completely out of her before slamming back down. I watched her face as it distorted into a look of complete ecstasy, then her lips parted and her eyes rolled up in their sockets.

"Ooooooh fuuucckk, Amy. Daddy's gonna make me cum. I'm gonna cum on his big fat fucking cock. Omigod....I'm cu...cu...cumming!!!!" She then threw her head back and screamed as she buried my cock to the root in her spasming, clutching love hole as the rest of her body shuddered and shook as she rode her orgasm to completion. As Cory started to come down, Amy stood next to us and gave Cory a deep, passionate kiss.

"That just looked so amazing!!" gushed Amy.

"Okay daddy, your turn," murmured Cory as she again began to grind her hips against my pelvis, "I want your cum in me. Shoot a big load in your baby girl."

We were both sweating profusely, though for different reasons, and as she slowly slid her pussy up and down the length of my rutting cock, I watched a bead of sweat roll down from the nape of her neck, over her collarbone, and through her cleavage. Suddenly she started squeezing and releasing me with her vaginal muscles, the sensations were incredible and I began to feel a powerful impending orgasm coming.

"Yeah, that's it. Give Cory your cum. Fucking shoot it in me, I want to feel it in my womb!!!!" Cried Cory as her movements got faster, and her breathing more ragged. My own breathing was also ragged and with the ball gag still in my mouth I thought that I'd pass out.

"Oh you beautiful bastard, y..y..you're....gonna...m..m..make m..,.me c...c...c...cum again!!!" With that she tore the ball gag from my sore mouth.

"C..C..Cory..." I panted.

"Shush!" she said as she kissed me ramming her tongue down my throat.

"Ooooh sweet mother......Aaarrrggghhhh!!!!" I wailed as my cum traveled up the length of my cock and pumped what felt like a gallon of warm man cream into my heaving, willing daughter. Suddenly Cory screamed as another orgasm wracked her lithe body.

"Fuuuucccckkk daddeeeee, I loooovvvveee yoo soooooo much!!!!!!"

After we both stopped shaking Cory slumped against me, her heaving breasts crushed against my chest. I started to say something but before I could utter a word, she put the ball gag back in my mouth.

"The show's not over yet daddy. That was just Act One. Come slave!" Amy assisted Cory off my still rigid cock as it left the warm confines of Cory's snatch with a wet plopping sound. Amy then leaned over and taking my member in hand, put it back in her mouth sucking mine, and Cory's combined juices off my cock.

"Mmmm, you two taste soooo gooood daddy!" Purred Amy.

"Come slave. Come clean your Mistress." I looked over to Cory. She was lying on my desk, her legs high in the air holding an ankle in each hand. I could clearly see the open lips of her freshly fucked vagina, and the cum that leaked from her hole to her anus. Without hesitating Amy got up, went over to Cory and planted her mouth over Cory's leaking hole and began to suck all my discharge into her mouth.

I was so aroused I could've broken wood with my cock. I couldn't remember a time when I'd ever been this aroused, but I was also totally conflicted about watching my two teenage daughters doing each other, not to mention doing me.

"Yes, that's it, drink it all up like a good slave. Drink your daddy's seed out of my hot cunt. Now lick my asshole, good girl, yeessss stick your tongue deep in my ass," moaned Cory, her speech getting ragged, "now get your ass up here and feed me your sweet virgin pussy!" Amy climbed onto the desk and soon they were in a torrid sixty-nine, feasting on each others wet gashes.

Cory was the first to explode in orgasm as her thighs shook as she gave a long muffled howl, her mouth being full of Amy's puss. That in turn triggered Amy's orgasm as she squealed and flooded Cory's face with her womanly cream, as she arched her back and shook through her intense cum. Amy then turned around and lying on top of Cory breast to breast, gave her a deep kiss. As they broke their embrace, they both sat up and looked at me, smiling sweetly. Then Cory swung her legs off the table and again straddled my lap, my cock so hard it hurt. Slowly she lowered her body until she was squatting directly over my throbbing erection.

"Amy, hold daddy's cock for me!" Amy quickly got off the desk and kneeling between my legs, took hold of my erect member.

"Jesus Cor....uh Mistress, I don't think it's gonna fit!!"

"Oh, we'll make it fit won't we daddy?" I could feel my cock nudge against the lips of her flushed pussy, when she adjusted her hips and suddenly she had me aligned with her anus. She then started to slowly lower herself onto my jutting prick as it started to part the tight, puckered ring of her asshole. With her hands around my neck for support she slowly let her ass swallow inch after inch of my cock. Her face was a mixture of intense pleasure and pain and her breathing deep and ragged. After every inch or so she'd stop, letting herself get used to my cock, then she'd ease down further until finally her ass cheeks were resting on my testicles.

"Ooooh fuck daddy, that feels sublime. I feel so completely stretched wide and stuffed with cock. Did mom ever let you fuck her ass?" I shook my head no. "No? I didn't think so. That's her loss. Amy, you gotta try this!! It's an incredible feeling having daddy's big cock stuffed up your ass!!"

"Gawd Cory, I'm so envious. Maybe after daddy takes my cherry, he'd like to fuck my ass too!!"

"How about it daddy? Would you like to fuck Amy's tight, young ass after you take her cherry? I bet you would. I bet if I untied you right now, you'd fuck her bowlegged wouldn't you?" I groaned into the ball gag and nodded my head, "of course you would, but right now I want to feel your hot man cream fill my bowels!" Cory then started to slowly raise and lower her ass on my prick as she gave me the most amazing, grinding ass fuck I've ever had.

Amy in the meantime, was massaging my ball sack and then when Cory was far enough up, she'd grab the base of my cock, jack it a few times then stop as Cory's ass slid back down.

"I can't believe you got daddy's cock all the way up your ass like that!!" gushed Amy. Cory just gave a little smile as she continued riding my slick member. I could feel myself quickly getting to the brink of no return and I groaned loudly into the gag. As she did before, Cory pulled the ball gag from my mouth and ferociously mashed her lips against mine, thrusting her tongue into my mouth as her hip movements became more erratic.

"C....C....C..ory," I stammered as she began to fuck me hard, bouncing her ass up and down my cock. She then pressed her lips against mine as we both screamed in unison into each other's mouths. As we screamed I could feel my boiling cum rush up the length of my penis and pump deep into her bowels. I deposited three large volleys of cream into Cory's recesses, when Amy suddenly pulled my cock from Cory's ass and placing her lips over the swollen head took the last spurts down her throat. She then licked and sucked my cock till she was satisfied she'd gotten every drop.




The Show, Act 01



Cory in the meantime had gotten off me. When Amy was done, Cory bent over with her back to me so I could see her distended sphincter and the river of sperm that was dripping out. Amy dipped her fingers into the copious fluid leaking out of Cory and smeared it over the latter's labia and ass eliciting a small moan from Cory.

"Did you enjoy the show, Daddy?" Amy asked as she turned on the lights. Cory was behind me undoing the handcuffs and ropes, and removing the ball gag. My arms ached and I felt emotionally and physically drained. Suddenly everything came flooding back like a freight train; what I had done; my failure as a father, as a husband, as a human being; my guilt, remorse, shame, humiliation. All I could do was lower my head and weep.

"Daddy, what's wrong? Cory, what's going on?" Amy sounded very far away, but the anxiety in her voice was unmistakable.

"C'mon Amy, we should leave Daddy alone just now. He's got some things to work out for himself."

"Were we wrong Cor? Daddy still loves us, doesn't he? Daddy...Daddy!?!"

"Of course he still loves us. He'll never stop loving us. We just need to give him some space, that's all. We'll all talk tomorrow."

They shut the door as they left the room, leaving me to stew in my own hell.