0 comments/ 155226 views/ 30 favorites Club Initiation By: creamypussylover Dave & Joanne sat together nervously, looking around the reception area and trying not to look as nervous as they felt. Another couple, Lillian and Steve was seated on another couch doing pretty much the same. They knew they were in for some extraordinary sex, after all what else was a private sex club for? Dave said to Joanne "Are you sure you want to try this honey, you know we can't leave until after the initiation is over – whether we want to or not." "I'm totally ready," she whispered, "My pussy is already dripping." Dave smiled at that thought; he knew how excited she could get. She had dressed to kill, wearing a black leather skirt and low cut blouse that showed off her spectacular cleavage. Underneath she had on a garter belt, thong panties, and fishnet stockings. Her heels were four inches high – difficult to walk in, but she didn't think she would be walking too far. The whole thing had been Joanne's idea; she had always had a kinky streak. When Dave asked her what she wanted for her birthday she had come back with the proposal to join the club which she had heard about from her cousin. It was expensive to join, but supposedly well worth the money. Dave thought "What the hell, it will make her happy and I might get to fuck some other girls too." Dave kept getting distracted by Lillian, who had introduced herself and her husband when they had arrived. She was dressed a bit more conservatively than Joanne, and was built a little more voluptuously. He hoped he would get to see her naked, but didn't know how the club really worked – he only knew they had to go through initiation on the first night, and if found acceptable then they were automatically members for as long as they liked. The information they had been given had said very little about what the initiation would be like, only that they would not be allowed to leave once it started. The door leading into the club opened and the woman who had initially greeted them appeared. "We are ready for you now, would you all please follow me." Joanne took a deep breath and said "This is it honey, let's go see what we're in for." They followed their hostess into a large room, which had couches around the perimeter, a bar at one end, and what appeared to be a slightly raised carpeted stage in the center. On the stage were some padded sawhorses, a table with restraints, and an open cabinet that was filled with various whips, paddles, and some very interesting looking dildoes. Their hostess stepped to the center of the stage and said "The initiation will take place here, I just want to remind you that once it starts you won't be allowed to leave until it's over. Ten members of the club will be in attendance, and they will be evaluating you throughout the initiation to determine whether or not you will be accepted into the club. "If you wish to change you're minds this is you last opportunity, please give me your answer now." Joanne grabbed Dave's hand and squeezed it, and she said firmly, "We want to stay". Their hostess looked at Lillian and Steve, and Steve responded with a slight quiver in his voice "Can you tell me what's we have to do in the initiation?" She eyed him with a sly grin and said, "I can't divulge that, I need to know whether you are staying or going." Lillian looked at Steve with her large dark eyes and nodded. Steve said, "It looks like we are here for the duration." "Good", she replied. "The evaluators are coming in now." Steve saw another door open and people began filing in. Everyone appeared to be about the same age, 30 to 40 years old, and was dressed in comfortable relaxed clothes. There were five men and five women, he assumed married to each other as that was part of the basis for membership – no singles. They made their ways to the couches and sat down, all of them eyeing the four initiates. The hostess said, "These are the two couples being considered for membership, this initiation is now begun". A woman with blonde hair and large breasts raised her hand and said, "I'd like to see their cocks, can they be stripped?" The host pointed to Dave and Steve and said "You two, come up here and take off all your clothes – do it now." Steve turned a bright red, he hadn't expected this. He looked at Joanne who smiled and patted his ass and said "Come on honey, it's too late to change your mind. After all, this is my birthday present – try not to be too shy". Steve and Dave both got on the stage and stripped down to their underwear as everyone looked on. Both one of them wanted to go any further and they just stopped there. Steve noticed Dave had a large bulge, how could he be getting excited he wondered? Steve just wanted to run out, he'd never felt this vulnerable before. The hostess had picked up a riding crop and gently patted the front of Dave's underwear. "This one seems perfectly at home. Now, I told you both to take off ALL your clothes, and you left your underwear on – this is the only time you get a second chance. Remove your underpants now and show everyone your cocks or you will be sorry." Steve & Dave looked at each other, sharing a little of their mutual misery. Looking over at Joanne he could see she was thoroughly enjoying his discomfort. He hooked his thumbs under his waistband and pulled down his underwear, and then stepped out of them. He couldn't look around the room, and stood there with his flaccid cock hanging between his legs trying not to cover it with his hands. He looked at Dave who now stood there with his cock at full attention, and a bright blush on his face. His balls had been shaved, and his cock stood about six and a half inches tall. It was of medium thickness, and Steve thought he would measure up equally if he could get an erection. One of the men on the couches called out "That's not fair, they should both be hard – let's see how Lillian can blow." The hostess pointed to Lillian and said "Lillian, come up here and get Steve's cock erect. Don't touch it with your hands – use only your tongue and mouth." Lillian stood frozen like a deer in the headlights. She looked at Dave, who turned to the hostess and said, "Now wait a minute, she's my wife – his wife is Joanne." The hostess smiled and said, "I don't care, and you already used your second chance. Now I want you to get him hard, use only your tongue and your mouth. Do it now or you will be held down and fucked in the ass by one of our evaluators." Steve's mouth opened to object, but the glare from the hostess stopped him. He remembered that they wouldn't let him leave, and he didn't want to get sodomized. He looked at Lillian who shrugged helplessly; there was nothing he could do. Dave couldn't believe it, he had experimented once with a man in college, but that was mainly mutual masturbation. He took a breath and tried to relax, he didn't want to step out of line because that apparently didn't get you too far in here. Steve looked at him with an interested expression and Dave slowly knelt in down in front of him. He had never had a cock in his mouth, but had always fantasized about it. He took a deep breath and got ready for a crash course in dick sucking. He stuck his tongue out and gently flicked Dave's cock. The response was instantaneous, Dave began to grow quickly. Encouraged, he licked up and down the shaft, and pre-cum was soon leaking from the tip. He swirled his tongue around the tip and tasted it, coaxing more out of the fully aroused cock. The hostess stepped up and said "Good job, did you enjoy that? It looks like you did, your dick is starting to drip. How come you didn't say that you liked sucking cock during your interview? Would you like me to provide some additional opportunities for you later on this evening?" Dave just stood there looking chagrined. She turned to Joanne and Lillian and said, "Let's get a good look at these two, why don't you come up here and undress each other." Joanne glanced at Lillian and mounted the stage. She had always wanted to be with a woman and the way things were looking she was going to get her chance. Lillian, who having just witnessed her husband performing his first blowjob climbed up after her, feeling a little overwhelmed and very vulnerable. What if she was made to lick this woman as the men had done? She squirmed at the thought thinking she wouldn't be able to, but afraid of the consequences if she didn't. She unbuttoned Joanne's blouse and exposed her bright red bra. "Her tits are fantastic," she thought. She reached behind her and undid the clip, and pulled the bra off fully exposing her breasts. Then she turned and let Joanne unzip her dress, which fell to her ankles. She stepped free and stood in only her black bra and panties. Joanne removed the bra, and then squatted behind her. She grabbed the waistband and with a quick movement yanked her panties to her ankles. Lillian quickly covered her exposed pussy with her hands and turned a deep red. The hostess walked up to her and said, "We want to see your pussy, now take away your hands and show us." Reluctantly, Lillian did as she was told and displayed herself for the audience. She was rewarded with comments of "Nice", "Looks delicious", and "I'd like to fuck that". The hostess smiled and said, "Now, help Joanne out of her skirt – let's see what she looks like." Lillian turned to Joanne and pulled the zipper on the side of her skirt down, and then pulled the whole skirt down to the floor. She helped Joanne balance on her tall heels as she stepped out of the skirt. She looked to see Joanne's red panties and gasped. Joanne looked down and was mortified. The front of her panties were soaked through. She had always gotten very wet, but this was ridiculous. It looked as if she had peed herself, and then she felt a big drop run down her thigh into her fishnets. The hostess exclaimed, "Wow, looks like someone is enjoying herself quite a bit. Well, we don't want to waste a pussy this wet now do we?" She looked at Dave who smiled thinking that he was going to be ordered to fuck his wife in front of everyone. He was a stallion in bed, and could hold off coming for a good hour of fucking. He would give them a show they wouldn't forget soon. "Dave, escort your wife around to all the men in the room and have her fuck each one, that should really liven up that cunt." Joanne couldn't believe her ears. She had just been ordered to gang bang five strangers. She hadn't counted on this, but her pussy overruled any other thoughts as another drop of juice made it's way down her thigh. Dave came over and took her hand. He whispered in her ear "Are you really going to do this?" "I've never returned a birthday gift, and I'm not starting now. I'll be fine, this whole initiation is making me unbelievable hot, I feel like a slut so I might as well act like one." Dave helped her out of her panties, but left the garter belt, stockings and heels on. He knew how fabulous she looked, and he could smell her moist pussy from three feet away. He took her to the first couch, which was occupied by a blonde man and his dark haired wife. The wife had just unbuckled her husband's pants and pulled out his already hard cock. Joanne looked at the cock and her eyes almost bugged out. It was about 9 inches long and very thick. She had seen cocks like that in porn movies, but never in person. She was stunned and even further aroused. The wife smiled lasciviously at Joanne and said "Have a seat right on it honey, don't worry, it won't bite." Joanne turned and put her feet on either side of the man's feet, and he took hold of her hips to guide her onto his giant dick. He lowered her down and she gasped as the tip of it spread her cunt lips. She wanted to go slow, but he pulled her down onto his lap. The cock disappeared with an audible "Sluuurrruppp". Joanne let out a low moan and then exclaimed, "Oh my God, I'm going to come – OH OH OH OH FUUUUCCCKK." She quivered and ground her ass into his lap as hard as she could, her pussy spasming around the cock which then let loose a spray of cum deep in her cunt. She couldn't believe that she came so quickly, and she leaned back and twisted to kiss the man on the lips. The hostess called over to her "Very entertaining Joanne, four more to go!" Dave helped her up and took her to the next couple, where she was made to get on all fours. Apparently sloppy seconds were not going to be a problem for anyone, the second man entered her from behind as the first man's cum started to drip out and run down to her clit. He fucked her hard from behind while his wife urged him on. Joanne's thighs were still shaking from her orgasm minutes before when this new stranger announced he was going to cum, and cum hard. Just as his body clenched his wife said "Pull out now and spurt all over her pussy and ass, I love the way that looks!" He obliged and he pulled out as cum sprayed from the tip of his cock. The cock itself was covered with the previous man's cum, and he rubbed up and down Joanne's crack spreading the mess all over her. When she was done with all five men her pussy was a total cummy mess. It ran out of her, spreading all over her labia and plastering her pubic hair down. It glistened as it ran down both her thighs and into her stockings. She didn't care how she looked, she had had her second orgasm as the fifth man drove his cock into her hot open box and she was in heaven. "My, what a beautiful mess we have here," said their hostess. "Lillian, why don't you and Steve come over here and help get this girl cleaned up." Joanne lay on her back on the stage with her legs spread as Lillian and Steve approached. Steve reached for a towel that was on the bar, intending to mop up the huge amount of cum with it. The hostess stopped him with a glare and said, "When I say to clean up someone I mean for you to use your tongue. Now get to work." Steve looked at her and then at the dripping mess of Joanne's cunt. He stammered, "I don't think I can." The hostess sighed, "All right then, we will have to make you a bit more agreeable." She nodded to the men in the audience and they came up on stage and escorted Steve to the sawhorses while Lillian looked on in horror. They were arranged next to each other, and they forced Steve to mount them so that his legs hung down on either side of each, and then he had to lean forward so that his shoulders were supported on both sides by the crossbars. They then tied his ankles to a leg of each horse with leather straps, and did the same with his wrists. A ball gag was popped into his mouth and he was now unable to move or speak, and was fully exposed. The hostess grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up to look at her. "First you are going to be punished, you can't move or speak so I suggest you try to find a way to enjoy this. If you don't it doesn't matter because I'm sure going to like doing it to you." She had her riding crop in her hand and moved around behind him where he couldn't see. She started to gently slap the head of his flaccid cock back and forth with the tip. Steve clenched his eyes shut and wished he were anywhere else. He was as surprised as anyone as he felt his cock respond and grow hard. The hostess said "Good, you are enjoying this – let's punish you a little harder." She started slapping his cock and balls harder, and Steve started grunting through the ball gag "Uh Uh Uh UHHHH." The hostess said, "What's that you're trying to say? You want a cock in your ass? Very well then." Steve's eyes went very wide and he let out an even louder "UUHHHHH". The hostess smiled and took out a large tube of K-Y jelly from the cabinet, squeezed out a generous portion, and let it drip onto his very exposed anus. Steve's cock went limp. The hostess looked to Dave and said "Come over here, I have a job for you." Dave came over, his cock was dripping and ached from seeing his wife getting fucked over and over, and the S&M display was something he had always secretly liked. This would be the first time he had ass fucked a man, but he was so ready to blow he just wanted to stick his cock anywhere. "Now, I want to you slowly slide your cock into his ass right up to the hilt. It's going to be tight, but don't cum until I tell you that you can." Dave looked at Joanne who was still lying on her back, and she began to rub her sopping cum covered pussy. She smiled at him and tasted her fingers, then plunged them deep into her mound. "Well." thought Dave, "she's really enjoying this birthday, I'll give her the show she's always wanted to see. She always wanted to see me fuck another man, so here goes." Dave slid his cock up Steve's crack, and found his anus. He gently nuzzled it against the opening and pushed lightly. Steve groaned and went "Uhhhhh". He slid in until his hips met Steve's ass, and he started rocking back and forth, establishing a rhythm. Steve could move very slightly, and Dave wasn't surprised when he felt Steve start to rock with him – he was definitely enjoying his humiliation. "Grab his cock and start stroking him, I want to see him cum while he's getting fucked," said the hostess. Turning to Lillian she said, "Climb down there underneath, when he cums try to catch it in your mouth." Lillian crawled down between both of their legs and looked up to see her husband's hard swollen cock being masturbated by Dave. She could tell it wouldn't be long before he exploded; the cock was bright red and thoroughly soaked. It slid easily in Dave's firm grasp. Steve again started to groan, and let out a huge "UHHHHHHH!!!!," the ball gag stifling his exclamation as his cock jerked in Dave's hand and cum blew out. Lillian lay there as cum splashed her face and tits, and it just kept cumming. She couldn't believe how much came out of him. Her hand plunged into her own cunt as she started to shiver. There was no stopping it, she fucked herself with her fingers overcome with lust at the sight of her husbands pulsating orgasm, masturbating to a screaming climax in front of everyone as the audience yelled out their appreciation. The members cheered louder as Dave yelled, "I'm coming, oh GOD I'm going to cum in his ASS!" He grabbed Steve by the hips and ground deeply into him, his cock held firm by Dave's clenching ass. He spasmed again and collapsed onto Dave's back as Lillian reached up and stroked his balls. Joanne, viewing the scene and still rubbing herself shuddered to a third violent orgasm. She threw her head back and screamed "FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD, GOD I'M A SLUUUUUTTTT!!!!" Everyone applauded and came up on stage. They helped Steve from his restraints and removed his ball gag. He lay on the stage as Dave's cum leaked from his ass and he smiled at Lillian who was rubbing his cum across her tits. The Hostess surveyed the scene and said "Well, I want to congratulate you on passing your initiation, welcome to the club! All the events have been filmed, this was for our protection and to maintain the anonymity of the club. Of course, you can have copies for your own enjoyment if you wish." Joanne, still laying on the floor with her legs spread, looked to the Hostess and said "Hey, my pussy is still overflowing with all this cum – I thought I was going to be cleaned up?" The Hostess looked at the mess still oozing from Joanne's well-fucked cunt. She looked Joanne straight in the eyes, and then slowly licked her lips... Club Initiation Amy carefully set my black bra, matching panties, garter belt and dark stockings. Tonight was my initiation into a woman's club she'd wanted me to join for months. I always hesitated because I didn't know if I was ready. Some of my hesitation comes from my age. I'm forty-five and Amy is only thirty-two. We became lovers last year, almost two years after my divorce. We were both executives and worked hard at our jobs. Six months ago I began staying nights with her while my twenty-two year old daughter was away at college. Amy always took the lead in everything, even in love making. She shown me pleasure I'd never thought possible. Now, she wanted to share our relationship with a group of friends I didn't know. The club she wanted me to join was a small lesbian group that met for basically a good time. It wasn't really a swinger's group but she assured me that I would learn things. I thought about it for some time. She told me that I would have to be initiated into the group and that I would have to do some things in front of strangers. The more we talked, the more she told me how turned on she'd be if she could see me, an older woman, in front of gals expressing myself. In the end, I finally came to this conclusion: we'd built up a lot of trust so I trusted her judgment and gathered my courage. We showered together and then Amy lay on the bed, watching me get dressed. Of all the things Amy asked of me, I never shaved my pussy. We discussed it many times but in the end the bush between my legs remained. My bikini line therefore had a few hairs showing as I pulled up my slim panties. Amy began to finger herself as I pulled up each stocking and fastened the garters. She was aroused by my feminine ways. It took some months, but I began to enjoy her voyeurism. My breasts fitted snuggly into my sheer black bra with its lacy straps. I sprinkled just a dab of talc in my panties. Sitting at the table I applied sat at the table applying my eyeliner, make-up, some rouge and lipstick. I dabbed some perfume on my breasts and behind my ears. Amy was a tall blond with an athletic build. She was not much of a dresser. When she was ready she would probably throw on a pair of cotton briefs, a seamless bra, slacks and a shirt. When I finished my make-up, I sat beside Amy in the bed so she could inspect me. She tightened my garters. Tonight she chose a wide-band garter belt. I was glad she chose it since it helped to flatten my tummy. I was happy to see I had sexually excited her but she wouldn't bring herself off. She preferred to be in a state of sexual excitement for as long as possible. Before we left the bedroom, Amy told me what necklace and earrings to put on as well the height of the heels I was to wear. At the door, she watched me check my hair in the mirror as she rubbed my ass with her hand telling me how delicious I looked. At my age, I enjoyed the compliments, especially from a younger woman. I didn't mind Amy's dominant role in the relationship. It seemed to fit us and the things she made me do always brought me pleasure. Recently, we experimented with some restraints and again I felt orgasms I didn't know my body could provide. After a large meal at our favorite restaurant, we arrived at a large modern house on the south side. Amy simply walked in and took me into a small vestibule off the entrance. Hanging on the rack were some white terry-cloth knee-length house coats. We both took off our outer clothes. Amy stripped naked putting on nothing more than a black leather g-string and wristbands. Over top of this she threw on one of the white housecoats. I was told not to wear anything except my undergarments. As we left, Amy kissed me, telling me to follow all the instructions and that things would be fine. I turned red as she ushered me into the large opulent living room. There were four other couples inside. Only I and another younger woman were without a short white housecoat and stood in our underwear. But there was no time to worry. Warm introductions were made. I was introduced as Mrs. C. The gathering was light-hearted and everyone was courteous and kind. I felt self-conscious about my underwear but everyone looked at me with lustful eyes as they welcomed me to their little secret club. In the meantime my eyes were glued to the women in the group who were obviously butches. Two had nicely cropped hair and wore a dildo and harness under their housecoats. They walked so confidently and boldly that I was immediately aroused. Yet, the ambience of the room was that they seemed normal and no one looked surprised. The other woman standing in her underwear was named Katie. She was a twenty-two year old executive, the same age as my daughter. Less tall than me, Katie wore only a red bra and matching bikini panties. Her skin was a milky white and she had long silky blond hair. Her smile was easy and she had a good sense of humor. We chatted and exchanged thoughts about the executive world in which we both worked. She had left college early when a job came up in her father's firm. We also knew that we'd be the coming attraction at the party because we were the only newcomers. A little later, the host, a woman my age, called the gathering to order and said the initiation was to begin. Everyone refreshed their drinks and found a comfortable place to sit. Amy whispered instructions in my ears and I followed them. I was to sit in a large straight-back wooden arm chair placed in the middle of the room. Restraints were placed to hold my wrists to the handles of the chair. A blindfold was put around my eyes. Amy, my lover, stood behind me for support and encouragement. There was a lot of laughter as Katie was instructed by her dominant partner, Julie, to get on all fours and to crawl before me. As it turned out, Katie's task was to make me cum by following everyone's instructions. I became very anxious because I wasn't an exhibitionist and I'd never done this before. I didn't think I could cum. Even more distressing was realizing that Katie was the same age as my daughter. As I learned, Katie's wrists were then bound behind her back so that her only weapon was her tongue. Suddenly, someone yelled out for Katie to suck my feet. Katie did so. Amy and I never touched each other's feet so the sensation was new to me. I couldn't believe it. Katie's had a strong turgid tongue that licked my entire foot despite my stockings. She soon had my toes in her mouth and sucked greedily. To my surprise I felt the first twinkle of arousal as I heard the slurping sounds of Katie's mouth get louder. Her mouth found each toe and gently sucked them. Shortly, someone else shouted for Katie to suck my nipples. The young woman's tongue moved up my body and began to suck on my outer bra cup. Her bite was exquisite without being hard. She found my hardening nipples and pulled. Amy reached around my behind me and pulled one breast from the cup. Katie's warm mouth and hard tongue only aroused me more. After more instructions to kiss me, lick my armpits and my thighs, someone told Katie to lick my pussy. Amy slid my panties aside for Katie to begin her work. I had never felt such a determined tongue on my pussy. I was self-conscious about my hairy bush since I never shaved, but Katie didn't seem to mind. I was still amazed at the stiffness of Katie's tongue and how she used it for such a young woman. Amy's tongue couldn't come close to what Katie was doing to me. My clit rose for the occasion and shortly I was beginning to take shallow breathes. Katie played with my clit as if she had a ripe grape in her mouth, never biting or pinching it with her teeth but just driving me crazy. Julie stood behind Katie, spreading her legs and pushing Katie's panties aside in order to stroke a well shaven clean pussy. Amy, standing behind me, nibbled on my ear, telling me about the sexual energy I was generating in the room. It seems women in the audience had their hands between their legs and openly fingered themselves. The sight of a younger woman stroking an orgasm from a woman her mother's age drove them into a frenzy. Amy herself had her hand between her legs and worked on a growing orgasm. Katie began to whimper louder than me and I was aroused by her cries of pleasure. She came before I did as I felt her hot breath blow into my love canal. Julie was reaming Katie's hairless twat with a slurpie rhythm. How I envied young woman who got really wet during sex and came so fast! Despite my fears, my body responded to the situation better than I anticipated. I began to squirm in the chair as the orgasm grew in me. Beautiful waves of excitement filled my loins and shot up into my stomach and back. Soon I couldn't help myself. My body tensed and I felt my orgasm well-up inside me. I was surprised because for my age I usually took longer to cum. However, my orgasm was not the most famous one I ever had. I was too self-conscious of my surroundings. But I did cum, never faking such things for another woman. There was a loud cheer from the crowd. For now, part of the exercise had been completed. Amy helped me to my feet and removed my blindfold. She then bound my wrists behind my back which thrust my breasts out even more. Katie's wrists were released as well and she stood up. We were both relieved that we hadn't made fools of ourselves. Katie had a delightful wet spot on her panties directly over her pussy and tried to hide it with her hands. I was attracted to her embarrassment. Next, Katie was instructed to take to the bathroom. Amy knew that I always needed to pee after sex. The instructions sounded simple. The young woman took me by the arm as the other ladies applauded. I felt a little weird being escorted to the bathroom by a woman my daughter's age but I played along. We both giggled as we entered the bathroom. Without saying anything, Katie unsnapped my garters, unrolled my stockings and took my panties off. "You've got a great looking bush, Mrs. C," Katie said admiringly. "You didn't mind all the pubic hair?" I asked tentatively since it was always a sticking point with Amy. "No, I like it. Julie keeps me shaved but I like hairy bushes" she replied simply. "Katie, you didn't have to take off my stockings for me to pee," I said puzzled. Katie blushed and a worried look came over her face. "My initiation is a little different than yours Mrs. C.," she said sheepishly. "You're not peeing in the toilet, you're peeing on me. It's a strict order from Julie." I didn't know what to say. I'd heard of golden showers, but I thought it was a myth. Without hesitation, Katie slipped off her panties and bra and left them by the sink. Her twat was clean shaven and the outer labial lips still glistened from her recent orgasm. I was not usually attracted to such young bodies, but Katie looked so vulnerable and open that I caught myself leering at her. Still dumbfounded, Katie guided me into the large shower stall and knelt in front of me. "I'm going to lift your leg a little on my shoulder and I want you to pee Mrs. C. I hope you enjoy it, Julie does." Her instructions were simple and to the point without hesitation. "I know this is the first time you're pissing on someone," she said, looking up at me innocently, "so I'm going to try and make it as enjoyable as possible." To add to my shock, Katie kissed my slit lightly and her tongue licked all of my pubic hair. She then thrust her trained tongue into me. It excited me and she found my clit in no time. With her eyes closed, Katie's began to suck on pussy passionately. It was obvious to me she enjoyed it. Her hands griped my ass and pulled me tighter to her face. After my first whimper, Katie stopped her licking and told me to pee. I couldn't at first, being so sexually hot. "It's alright, Mrs. C., close your eyes and I'll rub your ass. Just relax and you'll piss just fine." I did as I was told and her hand gently squeezed my ass and caressed my ass cheeks. I was turning red but Katie didn't seem to mind the wait. I felt so vulnerable standing with my wrists in restraints and only having my breasts covered. I never peed on someone before. But I decided to be a good sport like Katie. Soon, a few drops came out of my slit and dribbled down my leg. Now I know why Katie took off my stockings. Finally my bladder got the best of me and a spurt of urine shot out; then another before a steady stream of piss fell on Katie's chest. My yellow urine washed over her breasts and down her stomach between her legs. Katie peed too as a forceful stream of piss shot out from between her legs. My piss joined with hers as it splashed from her body. Once she stopped, she began to finger herself hard. Her other hand kept stroking my ass. "Does this arouse you, Katie?" I asked curiously. "Oh yea, it does Mrs. C.," she said softly, almost with embarrassment. "I don't know why. You're the second stranger I've had to do it to and I always get horny. You're also a gorgeous lady and I really find your pussy a prize." Katie paused a moment before she said, "I love the way you pee, Mrs. C., a nice hard stream, just the way I like it," she said giggling nicely. She remained kneeling, looking directly at my urethra. I blushed, not knowing what to say. I never found peeing erotic, but with Katie it was different. She was playful with it and it aroused me. I wanted to pee as long as I could. I had never been so excited when I urinated. Shortly, my stream shortened to a dribble and I leaked down my legs. When I stopped peeing, Katie licked me again and I jumped at the tickle of her tongue on my sensitive clit. I was too shocked to say anything. She saw my excitement and smiled at me. Next, Katie asked to step back and she took the water nozzle and washed her self off. She washed me between my legs with warm water and soap. Even though she was gentle, I quivered as she washed me. There was something incredibly hot about letting a woman my daughter's age wash me like this. I also liked the way Katie had gotten me excited and kept me excited without wanting to bring the play to an end quickly. Leaving the stall, Katie dried herself first. She then put on her red bikini panties and bra, unembarrassed with the large wet stain on her crotch. She had a good taste in clothes. Her demi-bra accentuated her smallish breasts and her panties gave a womanly shape to her ass. I stared again at her body and her innocent looks feeling little twitches of arousal. After drying me off nicely and gently, Katie stood me near to the sink so I could lean against it. Carefully, she put on my garter belt, then my panties and stockings. My panties were full paneled and covered my behind completely. It was a sheer fit and the young woman ran her hand over my ass several times giving me a warm feeling. When she finished straightening out my underclothes she stood back and remarked not only how beautiful I looked but how maternal and matronly I seemed to her. "You look good in your black lingerie, Mrs. C." she said honestly. "I like your frilly garter belt and your sheer stockings. I wish my mother dressed like you." Without saying anything more she stared at my breasts before pulling my bra straps off my shoulders and down my arms. Using her soft hands, she easily dislodged each breast and let them hang freely as my bra slipped down to my stomach. I felt embarrassed but before I could say something Katie took each breast into the palm of her hand and fondled and bounced them gently. "They're beautiful Mrs. C. What are they, 36Cs?" she asked in a low subdued voice. I nodded, feeling a little humiliated. "I wish I had such large breasts," she said still staring, as if talking to herself. "They're so feminine looking and soft to touch. I hope I'm not hurting you by touching them?" I shook my head, unable to say anything. She handled my boobs softly and her hands were warm. She looked at them closely and slightly tugged on them. No one, not even Amy had handled them quite the same. I had to admit to myself that I felt good about my breasts and there was more than a tinge of pride in knowing Katie was attracted to them. Katie than ran her thumbs over my aureoles and nipples. She started with the outer edge of each aureole and let her thumb flutter over the skin until she rubbed up against the nipple. My entire body quivered. Her touch was magical and my nipples easily came to attention. The crowns of my breasts were white since I sunbathed with a top on. My chest was covered with freckles. Katie remarked about the visible veins radiating from the nipples and the whitish creamy skin. She told me my large breasts looked like cakes she wanted to eat all at once. I blushed from her compliments as her hands kept their firm grip on each breast. Needless to say, I was very excited but didn't want to show it. Katie ran her hands under each breast, stretching them out toward her. No one had ever done that before. It felt so good! The nipples had enlarged and gone hard. "You're nipples are beautiful too, Mrs. C." Katie, said, breaking her silence. "Are you getting excited or does it embarrass you to have a woman your daughter's age fondle your boobs?" she asked as she bounced each breast more confidently in each of her hands. "I think it is both Katie. I don't know what to think after tonight," I said hesitantly. "I like the feel of them and their weight. My mother has large breasts too," she said. "I certainly enjoyed sucking them through your bra earlier," she continued with a low and distracted voice. "The nipples stuck out so nicely through the cups. I felt it really aroused you when I held your tits between my teeth. But it was hard to concentrate with all the folks watching." I didn't think a woman would ever talk to me like this but to my surprise, I liked it. I was attracted to Katie's erotic bluntness. Instead of looking shocked, we both giggled as we remembered our embarrassment. Before I could reply, Katie took one breast between her two hands and brought her mouth to the nipple. Her kiss made me jump again as I stood on my toes for a moment. She lifted my breasts and licked the sweat that had collected underneath with her long wet tongue. Her eyes were shut as her mouth glided over my breast. When she found my nipple again she took it into her mouth and sucked heavily. Her sucking lasted a long time as she seemed to lose herself in the experience. With my hands secure behind my back, I could do nothing. Every so often I would hear her lips smack with a sucking sound. She had obviously sucked nipples before and enjoyed it. When she stopped she looked at me and saw my anxious look. "Tell me about your daughter. What is she studying at college?" Katie asked as her lips found my breast again, this time taking as much of it into her mouth as she could. I answered her questions and more, trying to distract myself from her stimulating activity. When she finished, she looked into my eyes. "That tasted so good, Mrs. C. Can I do the other one too?" she asked. I nodded as her hands caressed and teased my other breast. She asked more questions before her mouth again licked the sweat from underneath my breast and found its target in the fattening nipple. I found talking difficult as her teeth pulled on my tit, bringing it to life and sending rays of pleasure into my body. "Does it bother you that someone your daughter's age is making you so horny, Mrs. C?" Katie asked looking up at me as her hands squeezed my firm breasts. "Yea it does," I said with a tension in my voice. "I would never think a young woman your age could do this to me, but you've got me in an odd spot. I've never seen anyone take such pleasure as you in kissing my bosom." Club Initiation "I'm doing more than just kissing, Mrs. C. I'm making love to them," she replied as her mouth peppered each breast with kisses. "They're delicious, sexy and ripe." Katie then again opened her mouth and took in as much of the right breast as she could. Her mouth was warm and I loved the feeling of someone trying to deep throat my breast. I couldn't stop her even though I couldn't help think of her and my daughter in terms of age. Her hands drew my fleshy breast into a cone, fitting more and more of my orb into her mouth until I could see her cheeks were full. Her blond hair fluttered over my other breast. Every so often Katie's fingers would make little fleeting circles on my crotch, over my panties. At one point, her fingers raced back and forth up and down the panties just over my slit. I would shift my weight on the floor not because I was tired but because I was becoming warm and excited. She must have noticed my squirming, but she didn't stop. Her mouth kept up a steady but erotic sucking action on my breast. Sometimes she would put the erect nipple between her teeth and gently pulling on it while licking the outer ring of the aureole. She seemed to admire the way her mouth made my breast come alive with its ministrations. The hand on my crotch became more insistent as Katie's fingers rubbed my panties steadily. I couldn't help but whimper several times. I told her I didn't want to stop her but that she was arousing me beyond a point where I could stop. I pleaded with her that I wasn't sure if I felt good about letting her stimulate me so much. Katie's mouth and fingers had now found a rhythm. My abdomen frizzled with lust and my body began to grow tense. My orgasm wanted to release itself but I didn't know if was right to do it so wantonly in front of Katie. As my orgasm grew and I squirmed even more, Katie lifted her head and kissed my softly on the lips before she gently bit my ears. "Mrs. C, don't be afraid of me. I only want to pleasure you," she whispered softly in my ear. "Alright, Katie, I'll try," I said, hardly being able to hold my growing pleasure in check. Katie told me to raise my knee and rub it between her legs. I felt the smooth but damp fabric of her panties against my thigh. One of her hands pinched my wet suckled breast while the other brought our lips together permitting a long languishing kiss. Our mouths were wet with anticipation and our breathing uneven. We were both in heat. My thigh rubbed Katie's crotch vigorously. Our kissing was like eating honey. Katie's tongue explored my mouth expertly and I enjoyed the taste of her month. Her lips were small and soft and I liked the way she sometimes bit my lips and pulled gently on it. Katie could tell my orgasm was reaching a breaking point. She pulled fingers off my crotch and we stopped kissing. "I like you a lot, Mrs. C. Please tell me you like me," she pleaded with a tender look. I like you too Katie," I said anxiously, "but you're as old as my daughter. I feel funny about doing this with you." Closing her eyes, Katie stroked my panties heavily. I jumped with excitement. Her hard firm tongue entered my mouth again. I softly groaned as my orgasm built up in my loins. Then Katie stopped arousing me again. "Do you want one or two fingers inside you?" she asked shyly. "Two," I said shyly, looking away from the young woman. She saw my hesitation and distress. We made eye contact again. "I'm going to make you cum, Mrs. C," she said confidently as she slid her hand into my wet panties and her fingers fumbled with my moist pubic hairs. We kissed again, slowly and with passion. I felt very close to Katie just then but still wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do. I knew I needed to cum but then it struck me. I was enjoying Katie a lot. I was attracted to her seductive style and wanted more from this little vixen. Katie interrupted my thought with another kiss. She looked into my eyes and I knew she was genuine with her desire to please me. "You're body is a great turn on, Mrs. C.," she said quietly. "I'm going to cum too. My twat is totally wet. I just wish you could tell me that you wish I were your daughter." Before she finished speaking Katie's fingers slipped to my slit. I squirmed more as her fingers feathered my love knob. My body was on fire as I allowed this young lady to have her way with me. She was enjoying my mature sexuality and I admired her courage. "Oh, your fingers feel so good Katie," I said, breathing hard. "I've never been aroused like this before." Instead of replying, Katie kissed my engorged nipple and pulled it with her teeth. I almost jumped off the floor. The smell of our sexual juices filled the room. I wanted to cum badly and was pass the point of no return. I had to accept the fact that Katie loved me in a special way. "I wish you were my daughter, Katie," I blurted out. "Thank your for the incredible foreplay. Your mom would be really proud of you. I know I am. No one has ever primed me like you." Our tongues and lips meshed again. It felt so right to be at the mercy at Katie and to allow her the pleasure of arousing my feminine lust. My doubt about age disappeared. We kissed deeply and lovingly. Finally, Katie whispered in my ear: "Tell me to fuck you, Mrs. C; beg me to fuck you, you sexy bitch." "Yes, do it, Katie. Mommy wants it, now!" I cried out. Her sharp, rude words only made me warmer. Katie's fingers caressed my clit to a feverish pitch and I exploded. My breath became short and I grunted loudly. We were kissing and our exhaled breath passed from mouth to mouth as Katie's orgasm peaked too. My orgasm pumped pleasure through my loins, stomach and spine. My legs stiffened and my ass tensed. I kept my thigh well lodged between Katie's legs and she used it to rub herself. I felt Katie's red bra cups brushed against my hard tits and that only flamed me more. When I thought I would come down from my lustful heaven, Katie's fingers knew how to keep the orgasm and my reaction in high gear. As our orgasms surged through our bodies, Katie whispered to me and kissed my ear at the same time: "I love having my fingers in your hairy pussy. The smell of your piss and sex is driving me crazy. Can you feel the way your pussy sucks in my fingers, you sexy bitch?" I could only groan again. I couldn't remember such intensity since being a teenager. To boot, I was standing up, not lying down. Katie now had three or four fingers in me which gave me a full feeling between my legs. I thrust my pelvis forward, driving her fingers deeper into me. We remained close and kissed for a long time. Our bodies were sweaty and smelt of sex but it didn't matter. We'd just had the experience of a life time. Katie took her hand from my panties and we both licked her fingers. I had never done this before but I felt so grateful and I wanted her close to me. Our tongues met as we lapped up my juices from her soft fingers. Katie stuck three fingers into my mouth and I sucked them hard as she thrust her hand back in forth. For the moment my inhibitions were gone and if she'd wanted me to do more, I would let her take me. A large wet stain was clearly visible on the front of my panties. I would be lying if I didn't say I felt a little guilty about letting Katie play me the way she did, but my entire vulva ached with pleasure and a feeling of bliss filled every pore of my body. The two of us talked some more, laughed and flirted. Kissing each nipple tenderly, Katie put my bra on and adjusted the straps on my shoulders. She then straightened out my panties and stockings once more. She quickly used the toilet to pee before we made our way back to the living room. Both our crotches were wet but that didn't seem to matter. My hands were still behind my back and it wasn't until I sat beside Amy that she took the restraints off my wrists. A big round of applause greeted us. To our surprise, a camera had captured our encounter and the group had been watching it on the TV. Later, the tape was given to me for happy memories. Being the oldest in the group, I was given the title of "mommy slut" and Katie was called my "little tit licker." The ladies joked about the first part of the initiation as the party continued with food and drink, but Katie and I sat close and were warmed by our new found bond. Do not repost (c) matron222 Club Initiation This is an excerpt from a project I worked on for my fiancee. Link and Rose are newlyweds making up for intimate time lost when Link was in prison. One such happily smutty moment happens on their flight to Hawaii. *** Who's idea was it to go to Hawaii for their honeymoon? Link shifted uneasily in his seat while light snores sifted from other passengers. Near two in the morning and they had only chopped off two hours from their eight hour flight; restlessness was settling into his muscles. "Sweetie," beside him, Rose whispered, glancing up from the book she had become immersed in since take-off, "Something wrong?" "I'm just getting bored." "Then sleep?" "Not tired. Someone wore me out early this morning and I slept until four this afternoon." Link grinned as a light blush clipped Rose's cheeks, but she quickly turned away, glancing at the other passengers. His eyes followed her gaze, noting that almost everyone else was asleep, save for the few night owls who, like Rose, were immersed in a book. Link's wife quietly placed her book back in her bag and stood, stretching before she sidled her way to the aisle. Link watched her, curiosity coaxing at his thoughts, "Where're you going?" "You're wide awake. I exhaust you," Rose's eyes taunted Link in the dim glow of the overhead light, "Figure it out." In silence, Link watched Rose saunter to the back of the plane, the dim lights highlighting her curves. Earlier, Link had questioned Rose about her uncharacteristic choice in wearing a skirt; now he understood why she just smiled at him when he asked. His hands fumbled with his belt, finally unbuckling the damn thing, and he stumbled after her, trying to be as quiet as possible. In the back of his mind, consequences toyed at his synapses, but his hormones bowled the thoughts over. Rose leaned in the doorway of the lavatory, eyebrows raised and a coy smile splayed over her lips. She stepped aside, giving Link just enough room to squeeze into the tiny area, before she closed and locked the door. A counter lined one wall while the toilet squatted in a corner. A little cabinet hung over the sink, obstructing the usability of the counter for some late-night fun. That didn't seem to stop Rose, though. She pressed up against Link, her palm massaging his half-hard dick through his pants. His lips found hers, tongues massaging against each other and teeth nipping at lips. Link groped harshly at her ass, enjoying the light gasp that Rose pressed against his lips. Her own hands undid his pants, letting the jeans fall to the floor. His boxers soon followed. Rose's palms worked against his hard cock, massaging and teasing the head, stroking the shaft, fingertips grazing his balls. Link moaned against Rose's lips, hoping their lingering kiss would be enough to muffle the volume. His wife pulled back from the kiss, smiling up at him. One of her hands slid away from his cock and she pressed an index finger to her lips, silently shushing him as she lowered herself to the lidded toilet. He swallowed heavily as her lips worked against the shaft of his erection. It throbbed against her lips, excitement clawing at his lower stomach. Link couldn't help himself. Both his hands found the back of Rose's head and, without warning, he held her in place and thrust himself deeply into her mouth. She whimpered around his dick as he savored the damp hotness of her mouth and as he enjoyed the feeling of pressing against the back of her throat. Link didn't waste much time in continuing his thrusting. Rose shivered under the force of his thrusts, her own hands grappling at his hips, nails digging into his skin. The heat in his guts simmered, though, and Link grunted in frustration. After all the previous hours of x-rated fun, Little Bastard was going to be difficult tonight. Grudgingly, Link withdrew his dick from Rose's mouth. A low demand growled from his lips as she threw him a questioning look, "Stand up." Rose obeyed, even turning around and leaning up against the wall behind the toilet. Link's hands slid up her thighs, hiking her skirt up. His fingers slid against the crotch of her underwear, a smile twitching at his lips - while his cock throbbed in excitement - as he noted how damp the fabric was. In seconds, the underwear was down around Rose's ankles, and Link's hands enjoyed themselves with molesting her tush. A strangled whimper left Rose's lips, but Link ignored it. One hand migrated to Rose's front, fingertips brushing against her wet lips in search of the little bead of sensitivity. His other hand positioned his cock and, just as his fingertips brushed against Rose's clit, he slammed himself into her hot, tight pussy. Link smirked as Rose's whole body shuddered, another strangled whimper leaving her lips, while her nails clawed against the plastic wall she braced herself again. Her pussy clenched around his cock while her whole body shivered from her clit being teased by his fingertips. Feeling, for the moment, gracious, Link slid his fingers away from Rose's sweet spot and simply held her hips tightly. His wife relaxed for a second, before he started to roughly ram his cock into her. The hot wet friction twisted at his guts and the pleasure mounted as Rose worked her body against his rhythm, driving him further into her. The way Rose was determined to bite back her whimpers and moans just sent the blaze in his stomach burning more hotly. From the mirror over the sink, he watched his wife pleasurably bite her lower lip. She pressed her mouth against the knuckles of her hand, trying to muffle the intoxicating sounds. Link dug his fingers into her hips, knowing there'd be faint bruises there by tomorrow, as he drove himself harder against her. The warmth in his lower abdomen was maddening and the heat in the small room was mounting. Rose tensed beneath him, her legs already trembling. She threw her head back, body arching, as her pussy clenched tightly around his dick. The shudder of pleasure that raced through Rose's body prompted his own to hurtle through him. Link barely bit back his own groan as his seed spilled into her. Her pussy still throbbed gently around his cock as he slowly slid out of her. Despite the heavy breathing that clawed at his lungs, Link grinned as Rose weakly leaned against the wall for support. "Weak-kneed, babe?" chuckled Link as he watched her legs shiver. Rose threw him a glare over her shoulder as she pushed away from the wall, her body wobbling as she forced her legs to support her. Link smiled, hands at ready to catch her if she fumbled. Rose turned, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and grumbled against his neck, "Shut up and pick up my panties." "You're not putting them back on?" Rose didn't say anything as she smoothed her skirt down and wriggled around him to the door. Link smiled and shook his head as he pulled his boxers and jeans back up. As he pocketed his wife's underwear, Link teased, "Well, I guess wearing wet panties isn't comfortable, hm?" Rose snorted and threw Link an annoyed look, but a smile still twisted at her lips as she opened the lavatory door.