0 comments/ 222574 views/ 8 favorites Raising the Stakes By: Irish Moss My roommate, Rob, used to work for a small engineering company. When I say small, I mean his boss was the engineer, he was the draftsman and the only other employee was the receptionist. Since the boss was usually out getting the work, that left Rob in the office doing the work. Consequently, he spent a lot of time with the receptionist. When Rob started telling me about the new receptionist they'd hired, Lisa, I thought things sounded good for him – she seemed to be quite a flirt. Little did I know at the time that hiring Lisa would be beneficial to both of us eventually. Rob would come home and give me the latest each day after work – Lisa did this, Lisa said that – but one day he had even more interesting news. Turns out Lisa is good friends with Dawn, a cocktail waitress at one of our favorite watering holes whom Rob had briefly pursued in the not-too-distant past. I didn't know if this was such a good thing because it looked like things were going well for Rob with Lisa. The last thing he needed was Dawn to distract him and take away his focus – a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, as they say. It ended up I was worrying for nothing. If fact, I think Rob may even have had ideas of trying to hook me up with Dawn. The four of us got together for drinks one evening and had a really great time. Dawn and I didn't hook up, but then neither did Rob and Lisa. Instead, we spent the evening laughing and joking like we had been hanging out together for years. We had so much fun that it didn't even bother me that things weren't leaning toward the romantic. That's not to say that I didn't find Dawn, or Lisa for that matter, attractive. On the contrary, I wasted plenty of time daydreaming about what I would love to do to either or both of them. As time went on, we got together every now and again and always had a great time. Nobody was pushing for anything to go farther, though Rob and I talked about how sweet it could be if it ever happened. One Saturday in December, we finally crossed that line and never looked back. Lisa and Dawn had come up by us to go Christmas shopping. It was a cold, gray day and after a few hours of going from store to store, we headed back to our apartment to warm up. We made a big batch of hot chocolate and were sitting around listening to music not doing much of anything when Dawn said, "I think this day is trying to put us into a funk. Let's do something fun." Rob jokingly suggested strip poker. "We would so whip your butts," Dawn challenged. This wasn't unlikely – neither Rob nor I was much of a card shark, but they didn't know that. We did know how to keep a poker face, though, and how to get their competitive hackles up. We jawed back and forth about who'd be whipping whose butts until no one dared back down. We broke out the cards, set some ground rules and settled around the table. It turned out we all pretty much sucked at poker and pretty soon none of us was wearing much. Rob and I still had our jeans and underwear on when Dawn lost her bra. Lisa was already down to just her bikini panties at that point. It was so erotic seeing them gradually shedding their clothes and I had almost blown a load in my pants when I got my first look at Lisa's naked boobs. They were probably 36C's topped with big pink aureola and hard nipples. If the tabletop had been glass they would have seen my rock hard rod straining against the zipper of my Levi's. Of course if the tabletop had been glass, I'd have been able to stare at them in their bikini panties for the past ten minutes and there'd probably be a wet spot on the front of my jeans. Dawn slipped out of her bra, freeing her lovelies. I'd guess 34C – she was smaller than Lisa, but she was also a smaller girl so they looked nice and big on her small frame. "So what happens after we get one of you naked?" Rob piped in. "Rob, you'll be naked long before either of us." Dawn responded confidently. "Oh, so you're going to start playing now?" Rob shot back. "You're dead now, Mr. Naked. Pretty soon we'll all be straining to see your tiny little penis." Things were getting ugly now, so I threw down a challenge. "Okay, if you're so confident," I said, "how about we make this interesting. If either of you guys wins, Rob and I will both strip off our jeans but..." and here was the interesting part "if one of you loses, you both lose your panties or..." I trailed off. "Or what?" they both asked. "Or you can keep your panties on and Rob and I will still lose our jeans despite winning, but you two have to blow us." "You got it," Dawn answered without even consulting Lisa, "because it won't matter. You guys are going down." I love playing cards with Dawn because, while she talks a good game, she sure as hell doesn't play one. Lucky for Lisa, it was actually Dawn who lost that hand. Now came decision time. Of course I had to put my two cents in. "If you lose your panties, the game is over." I explained. "But, if you blow us, you keep your panties, play at least another round and maybe win the next challenge." This sounded ideal to me because at the rate things were going we'd be seeing them naked at some point soon anyway. I figured why not get some action on the way there. Like two gambling addicts just trying to stay in the game, they went for it. "But who does who?" Lisa asked. "You alternate." I answered. I'd really thought this through. "You start on Rob. Dawn starts on me. After a couple of minutes you switch. And whoever blows his load first, the other one gets both of you." I couldn't believe they were actually going for it. We moved over to the couch and Rob and I slid our jeans off. We both had tent poles in our tighty-whities. Dawn and Lisa knelt before us and slid our briefs down. I think they were both shocked at Rob's size. I'd seen his cock before and I knew that despite his slight build, he was hung. It made Dawn's comment about his "tiny little penis" especially funny. We both sat down with the girls in front of us. Dawn didn't waste any time. She grabbed the base of my cock in one hand and sunk her mouth down on me. Oh my God was she good! We'd be back playing cards again in no time because there was no way I'd be able to hold out. I watched as my cock slid in and out of her hot little mouth then glanced over at Lisa. She had stretched her mouth around Rob's monster and was working slowly up and down it as far as she could go. Dawn was licking up the underside of my cock and around the head and tonguing my balls before sinking it back into her mouth. I felt the hint of my orgasm starting to build and was just about to say something when Rob said "Switch!" He must have been getting close, too. He would be in trouble when Dawn got a hold of him. The girls released our cocks and crawled to their new positions. Lisa immediately deep-throated me, I guess since she actually could. Dawn took a second before going to work on Rob with her tongue. I think she needed to prepare before sticking that thing in her mouth. I returned my attention to Lisa, running my fingers through her long brown hair. She was gently fondling my balls while her mouth pumped up and down my shaft. I could feel her tongue sliding up the underside while her wet, full lips caressed me from root to head. The heat of her mouth intensified the pleasure. The break while they'd switched positions had helped my staying power, but I knew it wouldn't be for long. I really wanted to blow my load in Dawn's mouth, so after just a few minutes I said "Switch!" The girls switched positions again and I felt the warm comfort of Dawn's mouth immediately. Rob couldn't have had his cock in Lisa's mouth for more than thirty seconds when I heard him grunt. I looked at Lisa trying unsuccessfully to swallow all of Rob's load as it dripped down her chin. When he finished, she cleaned herself up and moved over next to Dawn. Dawn held my cock, gently pumping, while the two of them took turns sucking and licking it. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, enjoying what I assumed at the time was a one-time occurrence. I was already extremely close when Lisa joined Dawn, so it didn't take much longer with both of them working on me. When I was about three sucks away from blowing my wad and Dawn took her turn, I put both hands on her head and pushed my hips toward her, indicating that I was ready to blow. I moaned as I shot my load into her hot mouth. Dawn didn't miss a drop and continued to suck me clean until I was totally limp. We all took a few seconds to recover before Dawn goaded us back to the table with her claims of imminent victory. Rob and I left our jeans behind but pulled our briefs back up – we were all now on equal ground. At the table, I told the girls that Rob and I wanted the same deal they got – if one of us loses, we have the option of losing our last remaining garment or going down on them and keeping it. I figured I'd be a winner even if I lost – I would take eating pussy as a prize or a punishment. The girls had already lost their option loss, so they'd be losing their panties if they lost, but I had a feeling once they agreed to give us a loss option that I'd be having a terrible hand. Rob may have been playing to win - whether to preserve his pride, to see them naked or to avoid eating pussy – but I was covertly taking a dive. When the hand was over and I was indeed the big loser, I took the "going down" option and Rob reluctantly agreed. I think he figured we'd be going back to the table and he'd be able to win the next hand. What he didn't realize was that, first, by winning the next hand we'd be stripping them of their panties, which we were just about to do anyway in order to go down on them, and, second, I had no intention of making it back to the table. I was planning to work them over with my tongue then move right along to fucking. At the couch, I knelt before Dawn and ran my hands up the back of her legs to squeeze her ass before I slid her panties down. Her pussy was incredibly well maintained – her lips were shaved bare and the hair above was closely cropped and groomed. As Dawn sat on the couch, I glanced over at Lisa and saw that her dark bush was a bit fuller. I could feel the blood beginning to return to my organ as I leaned in and spread Dawn's legs. I spread Dawn's pussy lips away from her clit and went to work with my tongue. I slipped one, then two fingers into her dripping pussy and worked them in and out while licking and sucking her clit. She was rotating her hips and holding my head while groaning. The more I licked, sucked and pumped, the longer and louder her moans got and the faster her hips were moving. I was figuring it wouldn't be much longer when I heard Lisa say "Switch!" – I had forgotten about that! Dawn groaned disappointedly this time when I moved away from her and over to Lisa. Rob took my place between Dawn's legs and I took his between Lisa's. Her bush was indeed fuller, but not overgrown. She kept it trimmed short, but didn't shave as much as Dawn did. I attacked her pussy much the same as I had Dawn's, licking and sucking her clit while fingering her hole. This time she was doing the groaning and Dawn's noises had tapered off. I guess with a tool like his, Rob didn't have all that much practice using his tongue. Lisa was moving frantically while holding my face against her pussy. I went from flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue to lapping at it with my entire tongue, like it was an ice cream cone, while fingering her faster and harder. I noticed Dawn's moans picking up about the time Lisa arched her back and let out a cry. As her juices washed over my tongue and fingers, Lisa convulsed several times, her body breaking out in a thin sheen of sweat. I let up on her when she relaxed back onto the couch her eyes closed. I straightened up, kneeling in front of her, and glanced at Dawn. The way she was moving, it looked like she was very close. Her eyes were closed, her hips were pumping and she held Rob's head firmly in place. I looked back at Lisa, who still had her eyes closed, and slipped my briefs down to my knees, allowing my cock to spring free. I grabbed it and rubbed the head up and down Lisa's slit before plunging in. Lisa's eyes flew open, revealing a raging lust in them, and she let out another cry. She reached around to grab my ass, pulling me in as far as she could, and wrapped her legs around me. I started long, slow strokes in and out and leaned down to kiss her. Her hands moved up to the back of my head and we made out. I broke the kiss only because it was easier stroking when I was upright. I reached out to fondle her big, beautiful breasts and play with her nipples. I noticed that Dawn was moving frantically now, eyes still closed, and groaning louder now. I reached over and fondled one of Dawn's breasts, concentrating on her hardened nipple. Suddenly, she let out a cry, followed quickly by another, as her orgasm tore through her. I released her nipple and returned my attention to Lisa, increasing the pace of my stroking. I was leaning both hands on the back of the couch and Lisa had her arms and legs around me when Dawn opened her eyes, sucking in her breath when she realized what we were doing, and called out "Switch!" Nobody complained. I desperately wanted to fuck Dawn, she clearly was interested in having me, Rob I'm sure was happy to fuck either of them and I'd bet Lisa was thinking about Rob's monster cock. I slipped out of Lisa's slippery channel and moved over to Dawn. Rob was standing in front of Lisa, so she gave him a quick tongue bath before he knelt and slipped into her. As ready and worked up as she was, Rob slipped in pretty easily despite his size, but Lisa still about sucked all of the air out of the room as he filled her up. I pressed the head of my cock against Dawn's opening, teasing her briefly before slipping all the way in. I leaned down and Dawn and I shared our first kiss, our tongues snaking into each other's mouths. Her legs were wrapped around me and she threw her arms around my neck as we made out. I was supporting myself with one arm while my free hand played with her breasts and nipples. I suddenly became aware of Lisa making a lot more noise. I glanced over without slowing my pace and saw her thrashing about as Rob reamed her. It sounded like she was having one wicked orgasm. Having just fucked Lisa myself for a little while, I didn't think I'd be able to hold out very long for Dawn. When I got to a point where I thought I was getting too close, I pulled out and had Dawn turn over. She knelt on the floor and leaned on the couch as I entered her from behind. I sunk myself all the way in and reached around so I could stimulate her clit at the same time – I wanted to make sure she got there, too. I began my long, slow strokes again while gently rubbing her clit and cupping one of her breasts. I heard Rob begin to grunt and looked over to see his frenzied fucking before he stopped abruptly and collapsed onto Lisa. I picked up my pace, hoping Dawn was getting close. She started getting noisier and pushing back against me to meet my thrusts. I straightened up, releasing her breast and leaving her clit, and grabbed her by the hips and fucked her harder. As I felt that familiar feeling start to build and was worried that I'd beat Dawn to it, she suddenly cried out loudly and I felt her pussy convulsing around my rigid member. I increased my pace even more so my hips were smacking against her beautiful ass. Before she'd finished riding out her wave, I sent shot after shot of cum right up into her. When I finally finished, I was totally spent. I collapsed onto the floor and pulled Dawn down with me. We lay there recovering while Lisa and Rob did likewise on the couch. When we had all finally caught our collective breath, we realized we were hungry. We called and ordered some pizza and gave the delivery guy a nice tip by having Dawn and Lisa answer the door naked (had it been a delivery woman, Rob and I would have answered the door). We spent the rest of that day naked, indulging in each other's bodies. We didn't even go to bed that night – we just spread out blankets and pillows on the living room floor and spent the night all together (and believe me, there wasn't much sleeping!). Sunday didn't end up being the day of rest it's supposed to be, either. Raising the Stakes Author's note: This is the fifth story in the 'Audrey Chronicles.' It is very loosely coupled to its predecessors so you need not read them all if you don't want to spend the time. If you get curious about the androids, which are mentioned only in passing here, read the italicized section of Birthday Surprise that starts about half way down the first page. That will fill you in on the capabilities of the machines. ******* My name is Eric Jensen. I am Audrey's husband. I have decided to write what will probably be the last installment of the Audrey Chronicles. It is appropriate that I do so. I set everything in motion when I gave Audrey an android fucking machine named Rex for her thirty-fifth birthday. Everything that has transpired since that night is my responsibility. Eight lives have been completely transformed as a result of my choice for a gift; the four girls and their husbands. The 'girls' are four friends, including Audrey, who have been together since the first grade. They went all through school together, often in the same classes, and then off to college as a group. Inseparable for more than thirty years, they now live within a mile of each other and get together several times each week. All of them married men who became best friends over the years, so the four couples have grown very close. Audrey, the attorney, Nina the bank vice president, Melissa the stock broker, and Kendra the marketing executive make up the foursome. Nina is a tall slim brunette with a splendid figure. Her hair is worn shoulder length which complements her beautiful oval face. Of Italian extraction, she has the perfect olive complexion of her Mediterranean ancestors. One of the most attractive things about her is her personality. Lively and outgoing, Nina has often led her friends into adventures they might otherwise avoid. Melissa, the smallest of the four at only a little over five feet, is a petite, exotic looking Japanese-American woman with a gorgeous body and long black waist-length hair. Melissa is the most cautious member of the group and usually the last to follow Nina's lead. Kendra is a beautiful, slender, athletic blond with long silky hair. She has perky breasts and elegant legs. Kendra is always the most energetic supporter of Nina's ideas and often gets out in front of the others when her enthusiasm gets the better of her. And of course, there is Audrey to round out the foursome. She is a medium height, red-haired beauty with a superb figure; long shapely legs, narrow waist, and high firm breasts. Her ancestry provided her with perfect Celtic skin. A holy terror in the courtroom, she is less adventuresome and outgoing than either Nina or Kendra when off work. Several days after Audrey's birthday, she introduced the girls to Rex, letting each of them take him for a spin. Within a few weeks, they all had their own androids and regularly put them to good use with the enthusiastic support of their husbands. Nina's fertile mind eventually hatched an idea that ultimately resulted in a joint venture that we dubbed a 'fucking machine party' where the women performed with their androids in front of the rest of the group which included the four highly interested husbands who shouldered the burden of programming the androids to do the bidding of their owners. The first fucking machine party, held in the little theater Audrey had leased just for that purpose, was a smashing success. The girls were beautiful and sexy. The scenarios were skillfully programmed and superbly performed. We all left the theater that night feeling very pleased with ourselves. Our original intent was to have a fucking machine party every couple of months but we soon realized we had become obsessed. Two weeks after the first one, we had our second. Two weeks later, our third. And then a fourth; and suddenly we were burned out. Not with the sex but with the stress of planning and executing the elaborate stage productions. We talked it over and decided to preserve the sex but ditch the theatrical performances. From that point on the only stage props we employed were Audrey's leather sofa, Nina's torture chair, Kendra's altar, the king-sized bed, and Melissa's futon. The cameras remained but were simply mounted on tripods and placed where they were needed. That decision relieved the stress and allowed us to use the theater nearly every Saturday night. Several months went by as we enjoyed ourselves with abandon. The girls had countless orgasms. The guys got laid far more than usual when the androids fueled their wives appetites for more sex and the inevitable post-party fuck fests were tallied up. Rob discovered that we could defeat the limitations on sharing sessions that were programmed into the machines. As long as an android fucked its owner first, the remaining women could engage the machine for the evening and the sharing sessions would not be decremented. His efforts ensured unlimited use of all the machines by each of the ladies. The women had vowed to get the guys more actively involved and they were relentless, particularly once we abandoned the complicated stage productions. Someone, most likely Nina, offered up the idea that we should become on-stage sexual participants. When we balked at the idea, the wives curtailed the parties altogether. After several weekends without use of the theater, we relented. The ladies scheduled a special Saturday night gathering devoted to our first public sexual encounters. No androids were involved. The women decided that we would each fuck our wives in front of the rest of the group. We drew straws to determine the order. The normally reluctant Melissa drew the short straw and, to everyone's surprise, seemed please to take the lead. The other husbands felt a lot of sympathy for Marc. All of us were afraid we'd fail to get an erection when performing in front of the others. If he failed, the rest of us would not be able to handle the uncertainty of our own reaction to the stress. Rob and Nina would be next, followed by Kendra and David, while Audrey and I took the clean-up spot. To simplify things a little, only the king-sized bed was to be used on stage. It would be equipped with a fitted sheet and a single pillow. Each couple would decide for themselves what their performance would entail. When the curtain opened for the first time that Saturday night, Melissa was on her back in the bed with Marc nervously lying at her side. To help him overcome his obvious stage fright, Melissa was using a phallic vibrator to get his attention. Within a couple of minutes, the oriental beauty reached a shattering orgasm and her husband was suddenly and enthusiastically engaged. Ignoring the audience, Marc positioned himself between his wife's widely splayed legs and eased his stiff cock into her pussy. Spontaneous applause from the audience signaled their approval and Marc proceeded to give a very credible performance for a guy who was breaking new ground. Melissa cried out sharply as she went over the edge for the second time in a few minutes and Marc exploded inside her just as the curtain drew to a close. More applause filled the little theater and the audience began talking excitedly, waiting for Melissa and Marc to reappear. Their encounter marked the very first time any of them had witnessed a live sexual performance by a human couple. We were thrilled. Minutes later, the fully dressed husband and wife joined the crowd as Nina and Rob headed backstage. Melissa and Marc had clearly broken the ice. When the curtain opened again, Nina was kneeling in the middle of the bed with her beautiful round ass in the air and her torso pressed onto the mattress. Her very aroused husband was in position behind her. Without delay, he slipped his engorged member into his wife's pussy and began to pound himself into her with heavy, thudding strokes. Within a few short minutes, Nina stuffed a corner of the pillow into her mouth and went over the top into a sensational orgasm, proclaiming her pleasure with only partially muffled screams. Seconds later, Rob's guttural cry signaled his own powerful climax. When the curtain opened on Kendra and David, he was lying on his back in the center of the bed, his erection pointed toward the ceiling. Kendra, standing to one side, smiled at the audience and then climbed aboard to impale herself on her husband's rigid cock. Several minutes of energetic female-superior fucking, Kendra's favorite, pushed them both into a simultaneous climax that had their cries of release echoing off the theater walls. When Audrey and I were revealed, she was lying on her back across the bed with her head toward her friends. Highly aroused from the preceding performances, I was standing at her feet with my erection pointed directly at the audience. Hooking my arms under the backs of her thighs, I pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, held her legs open wide for the benefit of our viewers, and plunged my cock into her dripping pussy. Taking my cue from Rob's performance, I immediately started slamming into her with all my strength, causing her firm breasts and alert nipples to dance in syncopation with the rhythm I established. Audrey was so charged up from watching her friends being fucked that she came twice within just a few minutes. Her second orgasm caused me to lose control and I sent white hot spurts of cum shooting deep inside her. As the curtain was drawn to a close, my knees nearly buckled from the force of my ejaculation. Having crossed that initial hurdle, the men were willing participants from that night onward. We fucked our wives in every conceivable position, often in concert with the androids. Double penetration soon became standard fare as each woman discovered the pleasures of a real cock invading her pussy while a synthetic version probed her ass. All the ladies reported having some of the most intense orgasms they had ever experienced. Six months later, everything began to change once again. I should have known that nothing ever stays the same. **** Audrey and I were finishing our second cup of Sunday morning coffee after a particularly interesting party the night before. "Let me ask you something," Audrey began. "Ask away," I replied. "If someone held a gun to your head and said you had to have sex with one of the girls, who would you choose?" "You." "You can't pick me." "Why not? You're one of the girls." "You still can't choose me." "Doesn't matter anyway. If someone held a gun to my head, I wouldn't be able to get it up," I countered with a laugh, thinking she was joking. "I'm serious!" Having absolutely no clue where this conversation was headed, I stared at my wife for several long seconds. "Melissa," I finally replied. "That was pretty quick," Audrey said with a bright smile. "You must have already given it some thought." I was speechless. I had, in fact, given it a little thought over the years. Not in a threatening way, but I've always had a thing for oriental women and Melissa is a first-rate beauty. "Relax. This is just a mental exercise. Why did you choose her?" Audrey asked. "Well," I said, pausing to carefully choose my words, "because she's the most like you." "What do you mean?" Audrey inquired, apparently surprised at my answer. "She's the cautious one. Nina and Kendra are both much more flamboyant and impulsive. You are closer to Melissa in your approach to things than you are to the other two." "It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that she's the most exotic looking of us all, would it?" "There is that of course, but Nina and Kendra are beautiful too. The four of you could probably rule the world on your looks alone." "Thank you, sir, but we're not finished with this discussion." I let out a groan. "Now take Melissa out of the equation. Who would you pick next?" "Why are we doing this?" I asked, starting to become annoyed. "Just answer my question, please." "It's a tossup," I replied with a sigh. "Why?" "Because they are both the same. They are so much alike in lots of ways. Nina may be the leader and Kendra the follower, and they don't look alike, but beyond that they are like Siamese twins." "Just so you know, I'm not the least bit threatened by any of your answers," Audrey said, attempting to reassure me. "Good. Now, turnabout is fair play so you have to answer all the same questions," I countered. "Okay. And here are all three answers; Marc, because he's the most like you, and the other two guys are a tossup." "That didn't take long," I said with a wide grin. "You must have already given it some thought." "As a matter of fact, I have." "Want to tell me why?" I asked, beginning to get a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. "I'm getting there." "Okay," I said, for the moment accepting her admission, "I'm not surprised that you would choose Marc over Rob and David but I don't yet know if I should feel threatened. Now, one more time; why are we having this conversation?" "I have a few things I need to share with you." "Uh oh." Audrey waved me off with a roll of her eyes. "When we were in college, there were two students per dorm room. Melissa and I were roommates in one and Nina and Kendra in another. Our rooms connected just like some hotel rooms." "I know that." "But you probably don't know why it was that way. The girls have been together forever and, like most young girls, we had our occasional spats. More often than not it would be Melissa and me on opposite sides of an issue from Nina and Kendra. It was never a big deal, but the fact remains that the four girls, as close as we have always been, are really two pair joined closely together. Our freshman year was just like everyone else's; go a little crazy because you're away from home for the first time and you can get away with it. We did the frat party thing for a while but that grew tiresome pretty quickly. Sex was unrewarding. We didn't know enough about our own bodies to instruct a partner, particularly one whose only objective was meeting his own needs. By early spring we were all celibate and devoted to our vibrators. In private of course. The girl-on-girl sex thing started with Nina and Kendra right after classes began in our sophomore year. One night we were all lounging about in their room when the topic of lesbian sex came up. The discussion was pretty lively, at least between Nina and Kendra. I was curious but participated to a lesser extent. As you might expect, Melissa was a lot more withdrawn. Later in the evening, Kendra and Nina began to make out right in front of us. I was fascinated. Melissa was horrified, or so I thought. Before long, Kendra and Nina were naked on Nina's bed. They paid absolutely no attention to us. Nina produced a strap-on dildo and began to fuck Kendra. It took a little while, but she had an orgasm. It was the first orgasm any of us had ever experienced that was not self-inflicted and it blew all our minds. A little while later, Nina followed suit with Kendra wearing the strap-on. I was so aroused I wanted to scream. After the two of them recovered a bit, they invited Melissa and me to join them. Melissa declined immediately so I did the same. I wanted to do it so badly but I didn't want to leave Melissa all alone. Not knowing what else to do, Melissa and I adjourned to our room for the rest of the evening, leaving Kendra and Nina to themselves. As we were leaving, Kendra unbuckled the strap-on and handed it to me. "Just in case," she told me with a broad grin. As soon as I closed the door to our room Melissa turned to me, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed me full on the lips. I was stunned, thinking she had no interest in girl-on-girl sex. As I would soon find out, she was very interested but too bashful to put on a performance in front of Nina and Kendra. We soon had our clothes off and spent the remainder of the evening exploring each other's body. I screwed Melissa with the strap-on but wasn't able to make her cum that way, so I did it with my lips and tongue. Later on, she wore the dildo and I had an orgasm. We spent the night wrapped in each other's arms in her bed. It didn't take long for Melissa to overcome her reluctance and become an enthusiastic participant in our sex games. We all fucked each other silly for the rest of the semester. But over time, it became apparent that Nina and Kendra preferred each other as sex partners and it was the same with Melissa and me. By the time I met you, probably seventy-five percent of our sexual activity was paired up that way. Don't get me wrong; Nina and Kendra are both delicious in bed but things just seemed to work out naturally the way they did." "I'm not surprised," I interjected. "I've always known that you and Melissa have a special affinity for each other." "We do," she said in confirmation. "Basically, you know the rest. I met you and quickly dropped out of the girl-on-girl sex ring. Melissa participated in a lot of threesomes until you introduced her to Marc. Kendra and Nina continued on for a while until they met David and Rob at a party in the spring. That ended the whole lesbian thing once and for all. That was more than fifteen years ago. That night at our house, when I introduced the girls to Rex, was the first time since then that we were involved in anything sexual together." "I already knew some of what you just told me, and you filled in a few gaps, but I still don't know why we're having this conversation." "It's because of the whole android thing. It has been wonderful from the beginning. All of the girls are having more orgasms than we ever dreamed possible. We have this powerful physical stimulation and the emotional stimulation from you guys watching us and helping us use the machines is out of this world. What you guys get is heavy-duty visual stimulation watching your wives get fucked half to death by those good looking androids. And that's what the girls are missing; visual stimulation. We don't get to watch our husbands do anything. Even though you are now actively participating in our theater activities, I don't get to watch you do anything except fuck me when I'm in a position to see what you're doing." "You didn't get to watch us do anything before we got the androids either," I offered. "I've always loved to watch you masturbate, but watching a guy do it is pretty dull." "Well, now we know we're missing something. Nina brought it up first but we quickly realized she was right. We even looked into female machines. Android Innovations makes them, but we decided they would be pretty boring to watch. They are beautiful and they can fuck in a handful of positions. They can even give blow jobs, but that's it. Compared to the male machines, they are pretty dull, capability-wise. We would have a little fun watching you guys screw them, but it would get stale pretty quickly." "The guys know about the female machines and we're not interested. Real women are much more fun," I declared. "Now, tell me where you are headed with this." "That first sharing session with the girls and our fucking machine parties have reawakened some of the old urges for sexual adventure." "Last night's party seemed pretty adventuresome to me," I said. Kendra had brought the house down with her performance the previous night. She had started in her much-favored female superior position using Nina's machine. After one sensational orgasm, she sat upright with its cock still buried deeply in her pussy. Moments later, a very naked David appeared on stage with a rock-hard erection and climbed up on the bed to straddle the android's head. Kendra leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth. Then Melissa's android suddenly appeared. The audience went wild as the machine took up a position behind Kendra and eased its cock into her ass. For the next ten minutes she had orgasm after orgasm from the triple penetration, finally cumming with a series of violent spasms as her husband and the two machines exploded inside her simultaneously. That marked the first time any of the wives had been 'made air tight' as Nina so graphically put it. We all suspected it wouldn't be the last. Raising the Stakes "Melissa and I have started having sex again," Audrey announced suddenly, ignoring my comment. "Good for you." "We've been doing it for a couple of months." "Okay, but why the secrecy?" "Because we've had some trouble dealing with all the feelings that have sprung from owning the androids, having the parties, and our return to lesbian sex." "It seems to me that everything is going well. Our sex life is great, the parties are fun and stimulating, and you appear to be enjoying all of it more than ever. Am I missing something?" "There's more. Melissa and I would like to have sex with each other while you and Marc watch." "I won't turn down an offer like that and I doubt Marc will either, but that doesn't solve your visual stimulation problem." "No, but watching you have sex with Melissa afterwards will." I was stunned. "What?" "You heard me." I stared intently at my wife for a long moment. "What's the matter with you?" I asked, truly shocked. "Nothing's wrong with me. I just want to have sex with Melissa while you and Marc watch and then I want to watch while you fuck her." "And just where does that leave Marc?" I asked, knowing full well where that left Marc. "Where do you think that leaves Marc?" "Have you lost your mind? Did you dream this up all by yourself?" "Melissa and I have decided that it's the best solution. As it turns out, Nina and Kendra agree." "Big deal! They're wackier than you two." "Nina and Rob and Kendra and David have started having four-ways," Audrey declared without warning. "What?" I exclaimed, raising my voice. "I don't believe it!" "It's true." "How do you know?" "I dropped by the theater one Saturday afternoon to check on something and walked in on the four of them in the king-sized bed which they had placed in the middle of the stage. David was screwing Nina while Kendra and Rob were lying beside them spoon fashion. I thought they were just lying there until I realized that Rob was slowly fucking Kendra from the back as they watched." "When was this?" "A few weeks ago," Audrey answered. "That must have been awkward. What happened next," I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. "They were very blasé about it. Of course they stopped what they were doing, but no one seemed the least bit embarrassed except me. I apologized, excused myself, and rushed out of the theater. Nina called me at work the following Monday and asked me to meet her and Kendra for lunch. When I arrived, Melissa was already there so I knew they wanted to talk to both of us. That's when they explained what they had been doing and invited us to join in the fun." "Just the two of you?" "No, the invitation included you and Marc." "So what does all that have to do with us? Obviously you and Melissa declined their invitation." "Of course we did. We have no interest in an eight-way free-for-all, but I do want to watch you fuck Melissa." "And by extension, because you want Marc to fuck you, right?" "It isn't a question of whether I want him to fuck me or not. Marc screwing me would be a necessary part of the deal. Melissa is willing to have sex with you to satisfy my needs and I'm willing to have sex with Marc to satisfy hers." answered Audrey. "She wants to watch Marc as much as I want to watch you." "You're crazy!" I yelled. "I don't want any part of this." "Melissa and I believe that if you watch us, you'll want to participate. You guys will be so aroused that you won't be able to restrain yourselves and you'll take your clothes off when we ask you to. Once we're all in bed together, you'll start out with your own wives but it will soon be easy for you to slip inside a very willing Melissa later on. Once you're inside her, it won't matter to you when Marc does the same to me." "I don't fucking believe this!" "I'm just asking you to give it some thought. Melissa is having this same conversation with Marc as we speak. I know we're catching you both by surprise, so just think about it. We can talk more later on." "I still don't fucking believe this," I muttered, shaking my head in disbelief. A few hours later......... "I need to understand more about the Nina and Kendra foursome thing," I told Audrey. "Okay, let's open a bottle of wine and I'll tell you what they told Melissa and me at lunch that day." I opened a bottle of chardonnay while Audrey fetched a couple of glasses. When we were seated in the living room, Audrey began her story. "Nina and Kendra realized right away that they missed having sex with each other. I understood where they were coming from because I had been having the same feelings about Melissa since ladies' night at our house. I didn't mention it to anyone, including Melissa, because I thought I was the only one experiencing the need. As it turned out, all of us were affected the same way by what happened that night. None of us had had sexual contact with each other in many years and suddenly we were all flung back in time to our college days. The androids and the parties, particularly with you guys now participating sexually, have awakened us in ways we never could have predicted." "As you might guess," she continued, "Nina was the first to act on the impulses that were building up in all of us. Just a couple of weeks after the first party, she told Kendra she wanted to have sex with her again. Kendra says she was so relieved because she had been feeling the same way but was reluctant to approach Nina. They went to bed together that afternoon. Rob and David, along with Melissa and me, were kept in the dark for a while." "That's unusual for you girls. Normally you share everything," I observed. "True enough. It was the first serious breach of our collective reluctance to keep secrets from one another." "Okay, I get it. Nina and Kendra wanted to have sex, so they did. You and Melissa wanted to have sex, so you did. None of that explains the leap from reliving your college days to group sex with Rob and David." "Let me finish," said Audrey. "Nina and Kendra continued having sex for a month or so. Melissa and I were a couple of weeks behind them. Neither pair was aware of what the other was doing. Kendra said they were grappling with the visual stimulation problem when it occurred to them that they needed to get their husbands directly involved. That meant only one thing to them; group sex." "They knew that Rob and David would react just as you have today" Audrey continued, "so they came up with the idea of luring them to the theater to watch Nina and Kendra have sex. As they predicted, it was a big turn-on for the guys. After the girls each had an orgasm, Nina said it took very little coaxing to get their husbands to undress and join them on the bed. Both men started out screwing their own wives, but before long they agreed to swap places. The four of them have been meeting every couple of weeks or so ever since. Nina and Kendra claim that their get-togethers are the most sexually stimulating experiences they've ever had and their husbands agree." "And now you two have now decided that we need to do the same thing?" I asked, shaking my head. "Don't Marc and I get a vote?" "You guys get to vote a couple of times. You can refuse to go along with our plan and that will be the end of it. You can also vote with your dicks if you come to the theater," Audrey replied with a mischievous smile. "If you don't get erections, we'll know aren't interested." "I'm going to talk this over with Marc." "We thought you guys might want to talk. That's why Melissa and I arranged to have our conversations with you and Marc at the same time. And by the way, you know I love you above all else. This has nothing to do with husband and wife love. It's about the love that Melissa and I feel toward each other and our determination to scratch that visual stimulation itch. If you decide to cooperate, our marriage will not be damaged in any way." I stared at my wife for a long moment and then just nodded my head. "Let me talk to Marc." **** Marc and I slid into a booth at our local pub. Minutes later, a server set down a pitcher of beer and two mugs. "I don't know about you," Marc started, "but I've never been so surprised in my life. You could have knocked me over with a feather." "Yeah, me too. In a million years I would never have predicted that conversation." "I think both women are deadly serious about this. Don't you?" asked Marc. "Oh yeah. I learned long ago to recognize when Audrey has made up her mind about something. She has definitely dug her heels in on this one." "So has Melissa." "This 'visual stimulation' thing was a complete surprise to me. I thought the girls were getting all the stimulation they could handle. And the business about Rob and David blew me away," I said. "Me too. Melissa says that Nina and Kendra claim the four of them are having the best sex of their lives." "You know, all of this is my fault," I said. "If I hadn't bought that android for Audrey, none of this would be happening." "There was no way you could anticipate any of this. Women are complex creatures, emotionally and sexually. Guys are simple; get a hard on, use it on someone, and take a nap," Marc replied, causing me to laugh out loud. "The question is... what are we going to do about it?" I asked, getting to the heart of the matter. "Rob and David were set up. They had no clue what was happening until the last minute. Audrey and Melissa chose to be up front about it and now we have too much time to think." Marc looked at me for a long time before replying. "Would you be offended if I told you that I've always been attracted to Audrey?" "Not if you aren't offended when I tell you I've always had a thing for Melissa." "I'm not offended. I knew that," Marc replied with a grin. "You've been partial to oriental women as long as I've known you. In fact, I've always wondered why you didn't make a play for Melissa in the first place. I know you met all four girls at the same party." "If Audrey hadn't been there, I would have. But I fell for Audrey the minute I saw her." "Well, attractions aside, we don't have to go along with this if we don't want to play. The women will be pissed off but they'll get over it." "Let's meet them halfway," I suggested. "What do you mean?" "We've been invited to watch them have sex. Their inhibitions have pretty much been stripped away by the parties so we'd be foolish to pass up an opportunity like that. They'll put on quite a show. Then they'll probably play it like Nina and Kendra; each will have an orgasm and then ask us to take off our clothes and join them. That's when we have to make the final decision." "Then we're both in or both out at that point. Agreed?" asked Marc, "Pun intended." "Agreed. If either one of us decides not to proceed, the game is over." "If we decide to do it, why don't we turn the tables on them a bit," Marc suggested. "What do you have in mind?" "Rather than go directly to our wives like they expect, maybe we should swap right away. That's really the point of the whole thing from their perspective anyway. They want visual stimulation so I think we should give it to them without wasting any time." "I like that idea," I said with a smile. "They won't be expecting us to take charge. It'll be interesting to see the looks on their faces when they realize what we are about to do." Marc and I both paused to take a swallow of beer. "You know, I have to wonder if this will satisfy them over the long haul," Marc continued. "The four women have shared everything for thirty years. I wouldn't be too surprised if somewhere down the line all eight of us are involved together." "You mean an orgy?" I asked, surprised by my friend's speculation. "No. I don't think any of them are the orgy type, but the girls might want to mix things up a bit. It'll probably be Nina's idea in the beginning but the wheels will start spinning in all their heads. The next thing you know, we'll be doing different foursomes." "Well, I don't know if that'll happen, but if it does, all the guys will have to suffer through sex with the four most beautiful women on the planet," I replied with a grin. "We'll have to wait and see. Let's finish this beer and go talk to our wives. I imagine they're on pins and needles about now. Marc and I clinked our glasses together, chugged the last of our beer, and left the pub. **** "So you'll do it?" squealed a very excited Audrey. "Not necessarily," I answered, "we're only agreeing to watch you and Melissa. Marc and I agreed to make our decision after your performance. And we've agreed that if one us declines to join you, the game is over and we all go home." "We can live with that. But Melissa and I are betting you won't be able to resist." "When do you want to do this?" I asked, certain that I already knew the answer. "This coming Saturday afternoon. We've already told Nina and Kendra we have dibs on the theater and they'll need to find something else to do." "Saturday it is then." "I'm going to call Melissa right now. We have a lot to talk about," declared my obviously aroused wife, "and then I'm going to fuck your brains out." **** Marc and I had a softball game Saturday morning and then met our wives for lunch at a favorite neighborhood eatery. When we finished, the women told us to go home, shower and shave, put on the clothes they had laid out for us, and come to the theater at precisely two o'clock. Then they marched out of the restaurant. We did as we were told. I got to the theater before Marc and waited for him outside the door. Audrey had left only shorts, a T-shirt, and sandals for me to wear. No underwear. She had obviously chosen an outfit that could be discarded quickly. A couple of minutes later Marc arrived, similarly dressed. "I'm a little nervous," I confessed. "Me too. And remember, either one of us can call the whole thing off." "True enough," I said, although I had already made up my mind. Thoughts of Melissa lying under me had been swirling around in my head for days. As did thoughts of Audrey with Marc, but I was strangely at peace with that idea. My guess was that Marc felt the same. "Shall we go in?" asked Marc, glancing at his watch. "Age before beauty," I replied, gesturing with my hands. Marc is nine days older. **** The only light in the theater was a dim overhead pencil spot aimed directly down at the stage floor. What appeared to be an exercise mat, three or four inches thick and about ten feet square was positioned in the middle of the stage. I had no idea where it came from. A fitted cloth covering and two pillows were its only features. Tripod-mounted cameras had been set up on either side of the matt. We all knew that a third camera was mounted on the light bar directly over center stage. The video recordings of the afternoon's activity would play a big part in our future sex lives at home. Audrey had replaced the first row of theater seats with three loveseats shortly after putting her signature on the lease. Slightly elevated above the low stage, they were perfect for viewing what was about to unfold. The ladies were standing side by side in front of the stage. They were dressed alike, each wearing a pair of lacy panties and a matching top that barely concealed their breasts. Small ribbons, loosely tied in bows at their throats, held the garments partially closed. Perky nipples pushed out against the fabric. Audrey was barefoot while Melissa wore four inch heels to equalize their height. Both women were breathtakingly beautiful. "If you gentlemen will please be seated......," Melissa said, gesturing toward the middle seat. When Marc and I were comfortably enthroned, the women turned toward each other. Melissa reached out and gently tugged on the ribbon at Audrey's throat, freeing her perfect breasts. Sliding the lacy top down over her arms, Melissa tossed the garment aside and bent to take a rose colored nipple into her mouth. Audrey sighed with pleasure and entwined her fingers in Melissa's beautiful long hair. Gently pushing Melissa upright, Audrey untied the ribbon at Melissa's throat and removed her top. Two delicate breasts, perfectly proportioned for her small body, were revealed. The two women embraced and then engaged in a long, sensuous kiss, their hands moving softly over each other's bodies. Breaking the embrace, Audrey dropped to one knee, hooked her fingers into the waistband of Melissa's panties and slowly eased them down over shapely legs. Placing a hand on each of Audrey's shoulders, she gracefully stepped free. Audrey flung the panties aside, leaned forward, and gently kissed Melissa's pubic mound. Melissa helped Audrey to her feet and then repeated the process. Both women were now naked and they once again moved into each other's arms, this time for a more passionate kiss. Finally disengaging, they joined hands and stepped up onto the stage. I was already fully erect from the erotic scene I had just witnessed. A quick glance told me that Marc was in the same condition. Neither of us tried to conceal our arousal. If there had been any doubt that we would do whatever was asked of us, they vanished as our wives moved to the center of the mat. Melissa kicked off her shoes and the two women positioned themselves side by side, their feet pointed in our direction and their heads on the two pillows. They resumed their kiss, this time allowing hands to roam more freely over naked skin. Soft murmurs of aroused pleasure were soon audible. I was certain that the women had orchestrated their performance down to the last detail and I wondered what would happen next. I didn't have long to wait. Melissa rolled over onto her back and parted her legs. As I sat there, mesmerized by her presentation of the pussy I would soon enter; Audrey slid her hand down between Melissa's thighs and easily slipped two fingers inside. She was rewarded with a soft murmur of pleasure. Audrey spent the next few minutes expertly finger fucking her friend, bringing her close to orgasm but not allowing her to go over the top. Suddenly, Melissa pushed Audrey's hand away. "My turn," she announced in a voice that was shaking from arousal. Audrey responded by lying back and opening her elegant legs. A faint sheen was visible on the insides of her thighs. She was lubricating heavily. I felt Marc squirm beside me and knew he was experiencing what I had felt when I was staring up between Melissa's legs. Both of us watched, our breathing ragged, as Melissa repeated Audrey's performance. Within seconds Audrey began counterthrusting against Melissa's hand and crying out softly. Just as she had recently experienced, Melissa brought Audrey quickly to the edge of what would have been a mind-blowing orgasm had she continued. Apparently responding to some silent signal, they disengaged and rolled over onto their backs. Reaching above their heads, each woman withdrew a vibrating bullet from beneath her pillow and then turned back toward her lover. A faint hum from the vibrators became audible and then faded as they gently slid the small machines into each other's pussy. Both cried out softly at the moment of penetration. What followed next was a graceful and sensual performance as our wives worked their magic together. Using their fingers between each other's legs and relying on the vibrators for internal stimulation, their arousal spiraled quickly upward. The two gorgeous women were soon writhing in each other's arms and vocally announcing their progress toward what was certain to be a pair of shattering orgasms. Already highly aroused from foreplay, they went over the top in a few short minutes, loud cries of release announcing the end of their journey together. Raising the Stakes Collapsing onto their backs, the only sounds in the little theater were the labored breathing of its four occupants. No one moved for a full minute. Finally, Melissa began to stir and Audrey followed suit. The vibrators were removed and silenced. "Why don't you gentlemen take off your clothes and join us?" suggested Audrey as Melissa beckoned us with her fingers. Marc and I glanced at each other and nodded simultaneously, our decisions made when we entered the theater and confirmed by what we had just witnessed. Within seconds we had removed our clothes. I stole a quick glance at Marc's crotch. His erection matched mine. "Go directly to Melissa," he whispered and I nodded in return, my heart pounding in my chest, as we stepped forward to fuck each other's wives. Both women flashed looks of mild alarm when they realized what we were doing. Glancing quickly at each other, they arched their brows and then exchanged small smiles, accepting the fact that Marc and I had made plans of our own. Expressing obvious approval of the script change, Melissa and Audrey opened their legs suggestively as Marc and I moved into position, kneeling between their thighs, our cocks only inches away from their intended targets. I stared down at the exotic beauty lying before me, her legs widely spread. Melissa placed her tiny hands on either side of my face, looked up directly into my eyes, and said softly, "We start first. Fuck me." I glanced quickly at Audrey and received permission with a nod of her head and an encouraging smile. Marc was staring intently at his wife. Understanding that Audrey and Marc were waiting so they could watch, I immediately grasped my cock and eased it slowly into Melissa's hot wet center. She let out a soft moan of pleasure and maintained eye contact as I began to thrust gently into her, holding my body up on outstretched arms to provide greater visibility for anyone who cared to watch. I stole another glance at Audrey and Marc. Audrey, a feverish look in her eyes, was biting her lower lip and moaning softly as her wish was being granted before her eyes. Marc was staring at my cock as it appeared and disappeared repeatedly between his wife's thighs. I maintained the slow pace until Melissa whispered to me a couple of minutes later. "Stop for a moment. It's their turn." I lowered my weight onto my forearms and we both turned our heads toward Audrey and Marc. "Fuck me," Audrey commanded softly as she looked steadily into his eyes. As I had done, Marc looked to his wife for permission to proceed, received a head nod in return, and then slipped his cock into what I knew would be a pussy throbbing with anticipation. Audrey made a soft sound of pleasure in response to the penetration. Melissa and I watched for a minute or two as Marc used the same gentle pace and body position I had employed. Audrey had predicted that once I was inside Melissa I wouldn't mind when Marc entered her. And she was right. I felt no resentment, only gratitude that Marc and I were able to satisfy our wives desires, and pleasure from the small body that was now beginning to move sensuously beneath mine. For the next five minutes or so Marc and I fucked each other's wives, gradually increasing the speed and force of our thrusts. The women responded with cries of elevated arousal while we all stole frequent glances at one another. The smell and feel of Melissa was intoxicating as she writhed under me with obvious pleasure. I knew that Marc was enjoying a similar experience. Then Melissa stopped me once again. "Let's do it on our sides so we can watch more," she whispered into my ear. I complied with her suggestion, withdrawing my cock to take up a position behind her as she rolled onto her side facing Audrey and Mark. Slipping back into her pussy, I began a slow deliberate stroke and slipped an arm around in front to fondle her breasts, gently brushing the nipples with my fingers. Marc was concentrating on Audrey and seemed not to notice our change of position, but Audrey saw what we had done right away. Stopping Marc in mid-stroke, she pointed a finger at Melissa and me. Marc understood and pulled his gleaming cock free, reentering her from behind when she was in position. As I had done with Melissa, he began a slow cadence and pulled Audrey close so he could caress her breasts. We were near enough to one another that the two women reached out to hold hands. I sensed they would maintain contact for the rest of our encounter. Audrey loves the rear entry position. A thrusting cock, either humanoid or android, impacts her G-spot and catapults her quickly into orgasm. I did not know how Melissa was constructed, but I hoped I could coax the same response from her. Audrey was already reacting to Marc's efforts. I varied my thrusting angle slightly and felt the tip of my cock strike deep behind Melissa's pubic mound. She immediately cried out sharply and clutched my forearm in a fierce grip. I had hit pay dirt. Marc soon realized what was happening to Audrey and began to fuck her with more powerful strokes. I picked up my pace with Melissa. Both women, now crying out continuously, began counterthrusting sharply back against our surging hips. I could see Audrey's beautiful face react to Marc's vigorous thrusting. Her eyes drifted shut as her arousal spiraled quickly upward. From Melissa's movements and Marc's focused stare, I concluded that she was keeping pace with her friend. "Harder!" Audrey commanded urgently and was echoed immediately by Melissa. Marc and I obeyed and began slamming our cocks into their pussies with all the strength we could muster, clutching the women tightly against our chests. No longer interested in watching, both women became lost in sensation as their arousal rocketed upward. Audrey came first with a primal shriek, followed immediately by deep guttural sounds as Marc spewed cum into her pussy. Seconds later, Melissa dug her fingernails into my forearm, thrust her body violently back against mine, and let out a cry that reverberated off the theater walls. "Oh God," I moaned as a series of convulsive spasms, timed perfectly with Melissa's orgasmic contractions, took control of my body and I exploded inside her. Marc and I continued to move very slowly inside the exhausted women for a minute or so and then withdrew our dripping cocks. All of us were trying to remember how to breathe normally. We remained as we were, motionless for several minutes, as we slowly recovered. Eventually I signaled to Marc that it was time to swap once again and we changed positions to lie next to our wives. I gathered Audrey into my arms and kissed her gently on the lips. "Thank you," she whispered into my ear. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." The four of us drifted off into a light sleep. Sometime later I heard Melissa and Marc begin to stir. "We're going to shower back stage and then head for home," Melissa said softly as Marc gathered up his clothing. "When we get there, I'm going to fuck this guy to death. You'd better say your goodbyes now because you may never see him again. I'll have to dispose of the body." Audrey giggled in response. "We're going to do our fucking right here," she declared, drawing smiles from the rest of us. While they were showering, Audrey pulled me closer and spoke softly into my ear. "That was wonderful. Every second of it. We're going to do it again many times. This time it was just basic fucking to break the ice. Next time I want you to really enjoy Melissa's gorgeous little body. I want to watch you make love to her in all the ways you make love to me. She and I will encourage Marc to do the same. We have a lot to explore together." I thought about what she said for a moment and concluded that she was right once again. A whole new realm of experiences lay before us and we would be foolish not to take advantage of every one. "I agree," I said as I slipped a couple of fingers into a pussy that was still very wet with her lubricant and Marc's cum. By the time Melissa and Marc reappeared, fully dressed, Audrey was lying beneath me, legs splayed wide, as I moved slowly inside her. "Shit," I heard Marc exclaim, "I wish we'd thought of that." "Shhhh..........," let's go," whispered Melissa. Ignoring them, I picked up my pace as Audrey began what was sure to be a short climb to another exquisite orgasm. **** Many months have gone by since Audrey and I enjoyed that first afternoon with Melissa and Marc. We continued the practice nearly every other Saturday, splitting the weekends in the theater with Nina, Kendra, and their husbands. With Audrey's encouragement and Melissa's enthusiastic participation, I learned a great deal about Melissa's body, soon able to elicit responses from her that nearly equaled those she experienced with her husband at home. Marc followed suit with Audrey and was able to provide her with a much physical pleasure. But it was the watching that took everyone to extraordinary new heights. As it turned out, Marc's prediction was correct. It wasn't long before the ladies decided we should broaden our horizons. There wasn't much reluctance on the part of the husbands. From my perspective, the thought of sex with Nina and Kendra was intriguing. I had little doubt that my view was shared by the other guys. In their usual fashion the girls carefully organized everything. Putting their heads together, they calculated that there were sixteen different combinations with four women and four men in the mix. The married couples were excluded for obvious reasons, as were the two sets of couples who were already having four-ways. That left eight pairings to be organized into new foursomes. Kendra created a schedule that resembled some sort of tournament bracket. The pairings were written on slips of paper and placed in a hat. Kendra was given the honors. Audrey and I were assigned to the opening round with Nina and Rob. Marc and Melissa got David and Kendra for the second slot. Audrey and I were then paired with David and Kendra for week three, while Rob and Nina would be with Marc and Melissa for the final Saturday. Over the next four weekends, each group met in the little theater for an afternoon of group sex. The women gathered for lunch on Wednesdays to compare notes. Audrey said all the women reported crushing orgasms watching their husbands fuck their new partners while they were being fucked in return by their own. The guys were deliriously happy with the results of the four-week experiment. As Audrey had once told me, Nina and Kendra were delicious in bed. Beautiful, uninhibited, energetic, and wonderfully orgasmic, I fervently hoped that my encounters with them would not be the last. That month opened a whole new world for all of us. To my immense satisfaction, the group decided to resume the parties but feature the human sexual experience and relegate the androids to secondary roles. The eight of us now meet nearly every Saturday night in the little theater. Each time we meet, every member of the group has sex with a different partner in front of the others. The numbers work out nicely for everyone. To put things in perspective, all the ladies get publicly fucked by each of the guys about a dozen times each year. The performances last for fifteen minutes or so and usually feature one of the props we retained from our earlier stage productions. Nina's torture chair is a favorite. Every performance is recorded for our viewing pleasure at home. Because of their ability to change the size of their cocks, the androids are held in reserve to service any of the women who are inclined toward double penetration. The machines also prove useful when a lady feels the need for additional stimulation. From time to time one of the men loses control sooner than expected. It has happened to all of us. A vigorous on-stage fucking by one of the androids takes care of the problem, while the unfortunate guy endures a little good-natured ribbing from his buddies. Every theater gathering results in more sex when each couple returns home, particularly if they have been partnered with someone else earlier in the evening. Watching your spouse fuck one of your friends a few feet in front of your nose is a sure-fire turn on. As delightful as Nina and Kendra are sexually, my favorite extra-marital partner is Melissa. Audrey and I get together privately with Melissa and Marc quite frequently. Audrey says Nina and Kendra are doing the same with their husbands. Once or twice a year, the established foursomes go on vacation together just to have sex in some venue other than the theater. Our homes are sacrosanct, reserved exclusively for husband and wife sex with androidal participation when desired. Surprisingly, Audrey and I are having more sex than ever before. The videos have a lot to do with it. The ability to watch each other have sex with someone else, as often as we like, ads a whole new dimension to our sex lives. The women continue to have girl-on-girl sex whenever they feel the urge, reviving the pattern they established in college, mostly pairing up with their favorites but occasionally changing partners. The eight of us look forward to many more years of the kind of pleasure we derive from each other's company, sexually and otherwise. After all, none of us has yet reached our fortieth year. We enjoy what we're doing, it suits us, and we consider ourselves very fortunate to lead such stimulating lives. I am frequently praised by my friends for having the good sense to buy Audrey that first android fucking machine. **** I encourage readers to vote and comment. Constructive thoughts, suggestions, and criticisms are always appreciated. Raising the Stakes on a Dare This parallels my other story 'How To Thank Tech Support'. You don't need to read either to enjoy the other, but more information is revealed if you read both. **** I'm a 30 year old woman with short red hair. I work at an investment firm on the third floor. This was where we broker deals and make large sum investments for our rich clients. And we get 10% of the earnings -- so there is a lot we'd do to make sure our clients closed the deal and didn't go to another broker. I've sucked a few cocks in my time, my clients always came back to me. Another thing we often did was play dares with each other -- for large sums of money. Just the other day we dared the one girl to strip down naked and walk out on the balcony. She had a hot body with a tight ass and pert breasts, she got a rise out of everyone that day. And she scored a couple grand because of it. I was chatting on skype with one of my male collegues down the passage. He was an attractive man, well built, dark hair, light tanned skin. We had the webcam on, and he was trying to think of something he could get me to do for two grand. He asked me to show him my pussy and let him record a video of me playing with it. It was a fun idea, but I wasn't about to give him something like that just for money, so I suggested that I'd do it for the money and a video of him playing with his cock. We agreed to it, and we always honour an agreement. So I switched the cam to record, and so did he. I started by standing up. I had a tight top on, showing off my pert breasts and aroused nipples and I didn't have a bra on. I had a leather miniskirt on. I hiked up the skirt to reveal red lacy panties. I lowered them down and brought the webcam in for a closeup showing off my pussy that many guys have said was the cutest they'd ever seen. I shave, leaving only a small strip of hair above it. My collegue stood up as well and opened his pants. He pulled out his cock, which quickly hardened, and started stroking on it. From what I could see he had a very attractive slightly thicker and not too long cock with a nice mushroom head. I always have the most fun with those, the feeling of it moving in and out of my pussy is always sublime. I lifted one leg and made sure the cam got the best action shot. I pushed in a finger and started rubbing my pussy and used my thumb to stimulate my clit. I went for the quick finish and brought myself to cum as quickly as possible. I told my collegue that he must have something better than this. He said that he'd pay six grand to see me suck cock. I asked him whose cock I should suck, and he said that maybe I should invite someone up from the geek squad downstairs. By that he meant the hardware maintenance nerds. He typed a grinning smiley as he said that any of those virgins would be thankful for a blow. It was easy to simulate a problem. I figured I'd unplug the webcam cable, this would let me fiddle with it under the pretense of checking it, so that my collegue would be able to watch. I called down to the department and asked for a guy to be sent up urgently, making up an excuse about an important conference. It didn't take long for one of them to show up. He did look like a bit of a nerd, and he had that self-conscious nervous posture that gave away his lack of experience. But at least he was somewhat cute. I could see him looking me up and down, probably memorizing my figure for a jerk fantasy later. I pointed him to below the desk where the computer sat, and watched him crawl under. His ass was looking back at me, and it was a good looking one as well. I leaned back and made sure my legs were spread. I could still feel the moisture on my pussy from the fingering earlier. He quickly found the problem and plugged in the cable. As he crawled back out he looked at me and I knew he saw my pussy. He was completely nervous and stammering. He got up and moved behind me as I moved the chair back to the desk to check the webcam was working. He'd sat down on the window sill, and I couldn't have planned it better. I made sure the cam was running and made sure my collegue was watching. I pointed the cam to look at where the guy was sitting on the sill. I turned back to him and told him it seemed to be working fine. I rolled myself forward on the chair slowly. I told him how much I appreciated it that he'd fixed the problem. Before he'd realized it, I had him trapped against the sill between my legs and I put my hands on his knees. I asked him if there was anything I could do to show my appreciation, but he wasn't bold enough to ask. He stamered something about not needing any thanks. I thought it rather sweet under other circumstances, but right now I was trying to get him to pull out his cock and ask for a blow. I'd have to try something more direct. I told him I know I saw him looking at my pussy. I asked him if he'd enjoyed the view. He started stammering more. So I moved my hand to his groin, and squeezed gently. I could feel his cock already hardening. I undid his pants and pulled out his cock. It was a nicely shaped and decent sized one. I told him that I liked it, and especially the fact that it wasn't circumcized. Its simply not natural to go snipping around one's genitals. I started stroking it, moving the skin up and down. He seemed paralysed by the circumstance, I think he really had never had this happen to him before. I decided to make it something really memorable for him. I put my mouth down around his cock and started sucking on it, moving my head up and down. I moved my tongue around the underside of the head, and then I lifted my mouth off and licked the underside of his cock down to his balls. It didn't take him long, I could feel him about to cum. I moved my mouth back onto his cock and felt his cum spewing out his cock. It was a decent amount, more than most guys. I had to swallow twice to get it all down. I told him that it was nice, and he should be proud of himself. I carefully pushed his cock back into his pants and zipped them up. I then told him I needed to get on with the important meeting and got him to leave the office. He mumbled a thank you, which again I found very sweet, as he stumbled out. I moved back to my pc and asked my collegue if he'd enjoyed the show. He was stroking his cock and said it was amazing. I was horny as hell so I asked him if he'd like a fuck if we made the figure he owed an even ten grand. He quickly said yes, and I invited him to my office. He almost raced down the passage. Luckily we have smoky glass that doesn't allow you to see into the offices. I pushed him into the chair, and undid his pants. He hadn't even bothered zipping them before coming here. I pulled out his cock which was already oozing precum, and gave it a quick lick. I then sat down on top of his lap and slowly lowered myself onto his cock. His cock felt great inside my pussy, that mushroom head stimulating my pussy. He lifted up my top and started licking my left nipple. I leaned my head on his shoulder and put my arms around him. I then ground up and down, feeling his cock penetrating me. I was so horny from the experience that I quickly came, and as I did he began groaning as well and I felt his cum entering my pussy. I whispered into his ear that I'll refund half if he licked his cum out of my pussy before leaving. He said it was a deal, and I stood up, holding my pussy closed with one hand. He quickly stood up and I sat down on the chair, leaning back, spreading my legs. He got down between them and licked at my pussy. I relaxed my muscles and let his cum flow out, and he lapped it all up. He then stood up again and asked me to give his cock a quick cleaning. I leaned towards it and licked it all over, cleaning off his cum and my juices. He closed up his pants and retreated out the office. Unlike the kid, he didn't say thank you - but then, he did pay five grand for the experience. I made sure my clothes were straight, and sprayed on some perfume to take the smell of sex away. I couldn't find my panties, I think my collegue must have pocketed them at some point. Then I checked my video folder and made sure all the action was saved. I even had a nice image of my collegue with his cum running into his mouth. We might always honour agreements, but we were never above a little blackmail.