0 comments/ 63708 views/ 5 favorites The Fantasy Club By: Norfolk Boy This story starts where 'Party Games' left off and charts the further adventures of four couples - Dave & Holly Sutton, Steve & Sarah, Pete & Rosemary Taylor and Paul (Me) & Diane James. The Fantasy Club "Time to collect!" I said with a challenge in my voice, folding my arms and leaning back against the green baize cushion with a huge smirk on my face and a giant bulge in my jeans. Holly noticed and smiled, "Beaten fair and square. I hope you boys are going to be gentle with me." "Is that how you like it, Holly - gentle?" "Well, lets start gentle anyway, shall we?" she replied rubbing her hand up and down the denim covered bulge in my jeans. She kissed me on the lips in a long wet embrace as her fingers started to unbuckled my belt and push my zipper down to release a painfully straining penis. I, like the others, had been watching intently as Holly stretched and strained over her shots on the table. Her scant little skirt had risen and fallen on a scene of round pink flesh and glistening valleys and I was in no mood for foreplay. I held her shoulders and turned her back to the table and then pushed her, gently, but forcefully back against the centre pocket. Her body, restrained at the hip, folded and fell slowly backwards onto the green baize top. As she fell, her arms flung outward and were caught by Steve and Pete as they stepped out of the shadows on the far side of the table. I stepped forward between her thighs, pushing them apart as I did so that her tiny skirt was transformed into a wide belt high on her hips. Thrusting my hand down between her legs, I cupped her scantily covered mound and drew a long finger along her sopping slit. Her body arched towards me in a carnal greeting but was held firmly by the other two men. She was wet - wet, warm and waiting and I took hold of my throbbing length and stroked it's glowing head up and down between her slippery lips until she was matching my movements stroke for stroke. The lace edging on her thong rubbed painfully against the head of my cock so I tore it off her and threw it on the floor leaving me full, unfettered access to her slick cavern. I held her gaze and limp legs high and wide apart to give me full access. Then I grinned and withdrew my cock, leaving only the very tip kissing her waiting pussy before I slammed deeply into her liquid depths. Holly groaned and continue to groan and moan and sigh as I pumped in and out, in and out - slap, slap, slap - not caring if she were enjoying it, but I knowing that she was. Finally I felt a torrent of sperm rise and race from my loins and along my throbbing, pulsing stake to spurt, uncontrolled, deep inside her vagina. Only when the last throb had died away did I slow my pistoning and let my semi-limp prick slip unceremoniously out of her enflamed cunt. Both Steve and Pete had taken advantage of the prostrate women and slid their unused hands beneath her low-cut top to squeeze and fondle her firm little breasts while I drilled deeply between her legs. When I stopped and began struggling to pull up my jeans Steve, who had being holding Holly's left arm, slid into position between Holly's gaping legs. His prick was out and bobbing expectantly as it quickly found the open moist cavern, which he entered with a loud slurp. Holly gasped again and thrust her midriff hard against him and he quickly fell into the hard fucking routine that I had established. He was like a piston engine with a full head of steam, racing for some unspecified speed record as he slammed time and time again into the glowing pussy before him. When the focus in the room had shifted to the pool table, the red head had slipped from behind the bar, locked the outside door and switched off the bar lights. This meant that the only illumination remaining in the room was the powerful light above the pool table and this bathed the unfolding scene in a dramatic spot light. Steve was determined to last and the strain lined his face. Droplets of sweat formed on his brow and glistened in the light from the lamp before running down his face. His taught buttocks clenched and unclenched as he pummelled Holly's pussy until his finish came, with several long deep thrusting drives that left Holly oozing a sticky liquid concoction which ran into her rear crack and on to Steve's balls. Pete was quick to take Steve's place when he was finished, but despite the welcoming view of Holly's open drenched pussy as he stood between her thighs, he decided to flip her onto her stomach so that she presented him with her two glorious pink cheeks. He took these firmly in his hands and kneaded them for a couple of minutes before sliding his circumcised prick between her scarlet pussy lips, penetrating her deeply. Holly grunted as she felt him enter and, as the veined underside of his organ roughly stroked her clitoris, she raised her rear to enhance the stimulation, at the same time she pushed her head up from the table. Her long dark hair was dishevelled and her eyes were shut. Her pretty mouth hung limply open and I, not wanting to miss an opportunity, presented my glistening semi-flaccid cock to her lips which she took willingly into her wet mouth and sucked. I responded to the exquisite sensation by taking a deep intake of breath and she was rewarded with an expanding organ snaking into every corner of her mouth. Oh! how she loved the power her talented mouth gave her! Unlike Steve and I, Pete fucked her in long languid strokes making each deep thrust feel like that very first entry stroke and its affect on her was sensational, bringing her time and again to body wracking orgasms. She thought to herself in one of her few lucid moments, " God! these men are sensational tonight!" The build up to her orgasms seemed quicker with every one until they merged together like one big orgasm. The room was filled with panting and groaning and the sound made by the repetitive slapping of Pete's groin as it beat out a steady rhythm on Holly's pussy. On each thrust he drove his throbbing cock deeply inside her, holding her permanently on the edge of a orgasmic precipice. She tried to scream her contented appreciation, but her cries were muffled by my newly elongated penis in her mouth. Eventually Pete stiffened and grunted to announce that he was cumming and made one final " take that" thrust that lifted Holly bodily off the table. Her little bottom, suspended only by Pete's 'meat hook', jogged up and down as his prick throbbed to discharge its slimy packaged. Sated, Pete backed away and let her fall back onto her knees to continue pleasuring me. I was getting close and asked, "I'm cumming. Where do you want it, Holly?" She let my cock slip from her mouth and replied wantonly, "In my pussy." "Help yourself," I said, stepping back and collapsing onto a nearby chair with my raging erection waving menacingly from my lap. Dazed, Holly slid off the pool table and crossed the floor to where I was sitting. There she draped herself across my thighs and impaled herself completely onto my cock, coating my groin with the oozing contents of her vagina. Her senses were blurred but she knew pleasure when she felt it and the pleasure of the repeated penetration she had felt between her legs was pleasure indeed. She had thought that she had felt all the pleasure that there was to feel but, in fact, as she raised and lowered her body on my vertical staff, the pleasure between her legs became even more intense. She also found that she could control the sensations by writhing on my rigid prick and bringing herself to another orgasm. It must have been the ... she had no idea how many - but, by the time I emptied another white load into her she felt well and truly fucked - a gang bang fantasy cum true! The Fantasy Club They both lay still and waited, Dave revelling in the feel of her vaginal muscles rippling along him and she, the frequent twitching from his greatly extended penis. When the 'accommodating' period was over she moved to let several of his thick inches escape and then rammed herself back down to slap her wet lips against his groin. He clenched his buttocks and thrust up against her, feeling the luxury of oiled silk as it slipped along his cock. Juices ran from her in abundance, coating his entire groin area in a slick film. By lifting her bottom up and down, Rosemary could rub her clitoris along the knobbly upper surface of Dave's dick and before long was experiencing another tumultuous climax which she announced with a loud cry and then slumped forward onto his chest. Dave waited a few moments, but, before her orgasm had subsided, he whispered in her ear, "OK pretty lady, now I want you doggy style," and before she realised it, he had lifted her light body and placed her in the required position. Kneeling behind her, he pointed his huge tool at the gaping wet slit between her legs and then drove forward, impaling her to the hilt. She grunted as the air was knocked out of her, but managed to push back against him. No gentle easy lovemaking this time, Dave drove home his rigid ramrod time and time again. Rosemary responded with a constant flow of lubricant that oozed and slurped out of her as the fleshy piston thrust in and out of her tight little hole. "Ohhh! God!" she yelled as the tip of his giant shaft rammed against her cervix. She felt unbelievably full. Her little cunt strained and twitched on every thrust as each of the nine thousand nerves that ended in her vagina sent messages to her heated brain. One orgasm after another built and clashed about her - like waves on a beach until she just felt limp - a rag doll servicing this huge penis. She could not remember being fucked so hard for so long. Finally, Dave could feel his sap rising as could Rosemary, whose still sensitive cunt felt Dave's, already thick cock, expand even more inside her before it spit its liquid spoil deep into her womb. Rosemary's pussy felt each delivery throb of Dave's dick as it emptied his, in this case wasted, contribution to the next generation, deep inside Rosemary igniting for one last time the fuse that would trigger off another powerful orgasm. When Dave's penis finally shrank and slipped noisily from between Rosemary's red and throbbing lips she slumped forward onto the bed numb drained and very well satisfied.