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The Initiation

By: Ghostrider13



Mike wondered what he had gotten himself into. He knew what would be required of him if he wanted to join their group. Simply put he was there for the pleasure of the three men and the woman sitting on the sofa. He also knew this was a one time thing and that if anyone else joined he'd get his turn to receive pleasure and not have to worry about giving. 

As the four looked on, he removed his clothes. His cock was rock hard and his ass was twitching, knowing what was coming. He slowly jerked his cock as the three men and the woman made comments about his body. Mostly about his cock and ass. They told him to stop jerking off. One of the men motioned to him. Mike knelt in front of the man and stared at his cock. Slowly taking it into his mouth he tasted the precum leaking. He went up and down. 

Trying to give the best blowjob he could. Licking the man's balls and stroking his cock. Suddenly, the man placed his hands on Mike's head and pushed him down on his cock. He shouted I'm cumming as his cock slid all the way in. Swallowing the hot load Mike looked up and saw that the other men were stroking their cocks and that the woman was fingering herself. Mike slid over to the next person in line. The woman. She spread her legs and he buried his tongue in her pussy. He licked up and down. Enjoying her taste. It was of course different than the load of cum he had just received but both were good. He slid a finger inside her wet pussy and finger fucked her as he nibbled her clit. She screamed in orgasm as he continued his assault on her pussy. Finally she pushed him away. 

Mike moved over to the next guy and sucked his cock until he came in his mouth. And then did the same for the last guy. This was the largest cock Mike had seen. It took a bit of work to get all of it in his mouth. But Mike was able to do it. After the man shot his load in his mouth Mike stood and stretched. The foursome looked at him. All smiling from the oral action they had just received and from the anal action they were fixing to have with Mike's ass. Mike had never had a real cock in his ass before so he was a little uncertain. One of the men reached out and scooped the drop of precum from Mike's dick. "Tasty", he said after he licked his finger clean. 

Mike got on his hands and knees with his tight ass facing the group. Grabbing a tube of lube he slid first one finger then two up his tight ass. Fucking himself with his fingers his ass got loosened up and ready for it's first real cock. The first man came in behind him and moved his hand out of the way. Placing the tip of his cock against Mike's virgin ass he slowly pushed his hard cock all the way in. After it was buried to the hilt he stopped and let Mike get used to it. Mike's mind was racing. His ass had never felt so good and his cock was oozing precum by the gallon it seemed. The man started fucking Mike's ass. First at a slow but steady pace then increasing till his cock was pumping in and out of Mike's tight asshole almost as a blur. 

Mike was moaning in pleasure. All at once the man grabbed Mike's hips and shoved his cock deep inside his ass and shot his load of hot cum. When that happened Mike shot his load all over the carpet. He felt the cock pulling out of him. Before he had a chance to catch his breath the next man had gotten in behind him and grabbed his hips. With his ass loosened up by the cock fucking his ass before the next man had no trouble slamming his cock inside of him with one push. Mike thought he was going to pass out from the waves of pleasure cumming from his ass. 

The man fucked him hard and fast. He didn't last long but it was a very intense fuck. Shoving his cock in as far as he could the man let out a load moan as he shot off in Mike's ass. Even though Mike didn't cum this time he completely enjoyed this time as well. They let Mike catch his breath this time. It was a good thing too. Because the next man had climbed behind him and Mike knew that his cock was the biggest of them all. It was even bigger than the strap-on the woman had put on. Slowly the man worked his big cock into Mike's ass. Stopping every so often to let him get used to it. 

After he had it all the way in he reached around and started jerking Mike off. Then while he jerked Mike off, he started pulling his cock out and pushing it back in. Slowly he picked up speed. Ramming his cock in faster and faster as he increased the speed with which he jerked Mike off. Suddenly Mike felt his cock jump and started shooting off again. As he came all over the man's hand he felt the cock withdraw from his ass and then felt hot cum squirting all over the cheeks of his ass. Mike felt drained. He had came harder today than ever before. And he still had one more assfucking to go. 

The woman smiled as she took her place behind him. She said she was glad that he liked getting his ass fucked. Because the only thing she enjoyed more than a hard cock in her ass was to fuck someone else's ass. She told him that although her "cock" wasn't as long or as thick as the others she had an advantage they didn't. She could fuck him all night long. She told him that she was going to fuck his ass good and hard until he came twice for her. She placed the tip of her strap-on at the opening of his already sore ass. Mike wasn't sure how much he could take as she slid her "cock" into him. She reached around and fondled his cock as she fucked his ass. When he got hard she started jerking him off like the man before had done. She kept this up for almost twenty minutes until Mike shot off in her hand with a loud moan. 

The woman had had at least three orgasms while fucking Mike's tender ass. She let go of his dick and continued fucking his ass. Even though his ass was sore he enjoyed the feeling of her "cock" going in and out of his ass. After a few minutes Mike felt a warm and wet mouth engulfing his cock. It was the first man he had blown and the first man to fuck his ass. The woman told him to enjoy it. They wanted him to cum good and hard for his last time. Since Mike had already cum three times it took him a while to cum again. She fucked his ass for at least forty-five minutes and the guys had all sucked on his cock again before he felt himself ready to cum. 

He hollered as he shot his fourth load into the waiting mouth around his cock. She continued to fuck his ass while he came. Until he had totally drained his balls into the last man's mouth. Slowly she pulled her "cock" out of his ass. Mike just laid down. To wore out to move. The three men and the woman all laid next to him and rubbed and kissed him all over. When he recovered a bit they told him he was great at giving blowjobs and the woman said he was a great pussy eater. 

They also said he had a cute ass and they couldn't wait to slide their hard cocks deep inside it again. And they wanted Mike's cock in their asses as well. The woman also told him they all wanted to taste his cum as it wasn't fair that only two got to taste him this time. Mike smiled and told them he was looking forward to their next get together. They helped him clean up and they all got dressed. Setting a time to meet next weekend Mike smiled as he drove home. 

Thinking about the cocks he had in his mouth and the mouths his cock was in. About getting his virgin ass fucked and the taste of the woman's pussy. As well as how much fun next time was going to be. Mike knew that the next time they got together he would enjoy shoving his hard cock up their asses and in their mouths but also knew he would enjoy them fucking his ass and sucking their cocks and eating her pussy. 

Mike was also excited because he knew that next weekend another new member would be inducted. Another woman. Mike couldn't wait to feel her mouth on his cock as well as feeling her pussy and her tight ass gripping his cock. Because the group told him that she was an anal virgin and that since he was the newest member he got the honor of being the first to fuck her cute ass...

The Initiation



 (Author's note: Several years ago, (back before the internet) I read a story in one of those text digest magazines about a woman who undergoes a sexual initiation into a group of lesbians. It really turned me on, and once I decided to start writing this kind of stuff, I wondered if I could write something along that same line, only from a bisexual male point of view. This is that story.)

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I shampooed my hair, water cascading over me from the shower head, all the while wondering what was going on. I'd received no explanation when I asked my wife, she simply smiled and either said nothing, or gave me my next instruction. 

The shower I could understand. Becky tends to be quite the neatnik sometimes, and I know she hates going out if she isn't confident we both look our best. There were certain things, though, that didn't make sense to me - no, were downright weird. 

I hadn't had an enema since I was twelve and went to the hospital with some lower intestinal thing. I'd had to take castor oil the night before and that cleaned me out pretty good by itself. However, an hour before they X-rayed my guts to see what they could see, this young, rather pretty nurse came in to get me ready. Of course, I was too embarrassed at that age to have gotten aroused, showing my butthole to a total stranger, but she got my innards cleaned out to her satisfaction, and everything went fine. But that was my first, and up until tonight, my last enema experience.

I'd asked Beck, "An enema? What the hell do I need an enema for?"

My wife's face quirked into an enigmatic little smile, and she replied, "Just because. It might be nice to be *really* clean tonight." She then ordered me to turn over and stick my ass in the air. I was once again embarrassed beyond belief, but this time, I was older, and a totally different person than when I was twelve. On top of that, Becky was wearing only lace thong panties, and nothing else.

I bared my asshole for my wife's inspection, and she hummed a little as she prepared the enema equipment. When she inserted the tube (I don't know what the hell you call it), it felt funny, but good. Becky, the whole while, was whispering words of encouragement and comfort, while she caressed my hairy butt and occasionally lightly brushed her fingers across my balls. 

After three bouts with the enema stuff, I was declared officially clean and was then told to sit on the toilet (lid down). Becky went to the cabinet, rummaged around a little, and took out her can of depilatory cream. I couldn't imagine what she was going to do with that, maybe her legs?

Imagine my surprise when she lathered up her hands, then knelt and started rubbing them all over *my* legs! When she had my legs all done up, she put some more of the stuff in her hands and told me to stand. She then proceeded to put the stuff all over my body, even my crotch and ass! Thank god she left the hair on my face and head alone! I haven't seen my upper lip for over ten years, and also had no interest in seeing, prematurely, what I might look like in another twenty.

When I'd stood there with the bad-smelling foam on me for the required time, I was told, "Get in the shower and get cleaned off. Be sure to get your ass cleaned up good and make sure there aren't any leftovers of the creme. Give me a yell when you're done."

So, that's what happened *before* I started my little narrative. I was about done rinsing the soap out of my hair, when Becky came back into the bathroom.

"How you doing in there? Nearly finished?"

Spitting water out of my mouth, I replied, "Yeah, just a few more minutes."

"Okay. Hurry up."

I turned off the shower, then opened the door to reach for a towel, and was met with a blinding *FLASH*! 

My wife had just taken a photo of me! Wet and naked! And, I was to find out in a few minutes, hairless as a chihuahua!

"Becky!" I yelled in surprise and horror. "What do you think you're doing?" She simply giggled and jiggled out the door. I stood in the shower - stunned - for a few moments, trying to put together what in *hades* was happening. I'd very obediently let her do what she wanted to me up until now, regardless of how strange it seemed, but I was *really* getting frustrated not knowing what this was all about.

I tracked water all down the hall, the towel trailing, unused, behind me in my hand. After a little looking, I discovered Becky in the spare bedroom, stretched out on the king size in there. Her hand was between her legs, and she was looking at a snapshot: presumably, the one she'd just taken of me (instant camera). 

Standing in the doorway, dripping, and rather pissed, I nearly shouted, "What the hell is going on?"

My wife lowered the picture, looked straight at me, and without stopping the hand at her pussy, said, "You'll find out. I think you'll enjoy yourself." Her grin got a little wider and she said, "You should take a look in the big mirror. You look like a little baby, all smooth and pale."

That's when I remembered that my body hair had all been foamed off. I felt strange little drafts that I'd never felt in places I don't think I'd ever felt them in. Stepping in front of the closet mirror, I looked at myself and stared in such a mixture of emotions that I don't think I can name them all. 

There I was, not a hair on my body. I couldn't clearly remember a time when I didn't have hair on my legs, or my belly. I'd shaved my balls a couple of times in the past, but this was *way* beyond that! It felt kind of good, to be that smooth. I ran my hands over my arms, my legs, my ass, and even over my pubic area and cupped my balls. So smooth. It was kind of erotic. All of a sudden, though, a thought came to me of how uncomfortable all this was going to be when the hair started to grow back. Quickly I pushed that unpleasant thought to the back of my mind. It wasn't the time. Now was the time to enjoy.

"Like it, baby?" Becky was sitting up on the bed. Her hand hadn't left her cunt.

I hesitated a little, not knowing really how to respond. Well, I knew how I wanted to respond, but I was embarrassed to admit that I kind of liked it. I hadn't realized I had such a submissive streak in me, but I guess when it comes to things sexual, I'm ready for just about anything.

"Um, it's nice."

"Nice?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, I've never been hairless like this before. I mean, I *have*, but not like this. You know what I mean."

Becky laughed at my unease. "Uh huh. I know what you mean. Why do you think I've kept myself shaved for the past six months?"

Honestly, I thought she did it just because she knew I liked to see her bare cunt lips. I merely grunted a response.

She hopped up off the bed. "Come on, now, quit dripping all over the floor. Get yourself dried off and get ready. I have to make a phone call."

I wanted to ask who she needed to call right this instant, but she shooed me out of the room, telling me to wipe up the water I'd tracked on the floor while I was at it.

Backtracking to the bathroom, mopping up with the towel I'd dragged with me, I grabbed a new towel and dried off completely. I then went into our bedroom and started digging in my drawer for underwear and socks. I had just found what I had been looking for, when Becky came in, apparently finished with her phone call.

"Uh uh. Drop 'em." She went to the closet and removed my blue silk robe, offering it to me. "Put this on." I started to ask what she was talking about, where were we going, when she stopped me. "Shush. From here on out, you say nothing. You get one warning tonight after this one, and that's it. If you refuse to do something, or refuse to have something done to you, you get one warning, and any trouble after that, it's over. Do what you're told, don't balk at anything, and I think you'll have the time of your life. Bend over a little."

I inclined my head in Becky's direction, and she slipped a blindfold over my eyes. This was a surprise. What could possibly be happening? What was going to happen tonight?

Becky seemed to sense my confusion. "I know none of this makes sense, but you've been very cooperative so far. In fact, I've been surprised at how cooperative you've been. You aren't normally all that submissive, but I think part of you has been wondering just what all this preparation is for. Trust me when I say that, when I did this, I was as apprehensive and curious as you. But I *did* do it, and once you've experienced it, you'll understand and appreciate a lot of things. I'm not asking you to be submissive, just cooperative. The only time it's like this is the first time, unless, of course, someone asks to do it like this again...."

I stood there in the dark, wearing only my silky robe and a blindfold, and the anticipation of what was going to happen, the mystery of it, had me getting hard. Becky laughed quietly, then said, as I heard a car pull up in back of the garage, "They're here. Let's go." 

Becky took my hand and led me downstairs into the kitchen, where she left me, saying she forgot to get me shoes. She came back and slipped sandals onto my feet, then led me across the kitchen to the door, where another set of hands joined hers in helping me. I couldn't tell male or female at first, but eventually, I heard a quiet grunt that sounded distinctly male. 

Gently, I was put into the car, great care being taken so I didn't hit my head on the door frame. I heard Becky greeting whoever it was that had arrived, and discovered that there was someone in the passenger seat who hadn't gotten out to help me. Becky kissed them both, I could tell, so I wondered who they could be? She only usually kissed members of her immediate family. But surely she wouldn't be here with anyone from her family while I was done up like this? Would she? The questions just became more numerous.

We drove for several minutes. I recognized the first few turns, but then it felt like we turned back on ourselves, and I quickly became disoriented. No one said anything, including me, especially me. I was *way* too curious to open my mouth and screw up a chance to find out what this was all about.

Somewhere during the ride, I felt a hand on my knee. I assumed it was Becky's. It slowly caressed up and down my leg, pulling aside the tails of my robe. My cock stood at half-mast, getting into the sensation of being felt up here in the car, being nearly nude on a public street. I kept my hands to myself, following the orders I had been given at home. The hand kept at me for quite a while, merely adding to the disorientation I felt. By the time we stopped, the disembodied fingers were gently caressing my inner thigh, right up next to my sensitive balls. When the car came to a stop and the engine turned off, the hand went away. My cock throbbed and I whimpered my protest. 

From the driver's seat, I heard Becky say, "Now, be patient, there's more where that came from... and more!" Wait a minute! The driver's seat? Who the hell had been sitting next to me?

My door opened and a set of hands helped me from the car. A part of me wondered if the whole neighborhood could see me, my cock stiff as a board and sticking out from my perversely opened robe. I wondered what neighborhood we were in? I trusted my wife not to get me into any situations that might be dangerous, but even so, not having the slightest idea where I was made me uneasy. 

Becky urged me on, leading me by the hand, and I then felt another set of hands, this one definitely feminine, take my other hand to aid my walking across the grass. Through another door, and down a set of padded stairs. It felt like a basement. It smelled like a basement. My ears told me it was a basement. I heard several people talking in low voices all around the room. I heard the clink of glassware and the pouring of liquid. Apparently, I was being brought to a party. But like this? I was more confused than ever. 

My unease at being the next best thing to totally unclothed rose to its highest level yet. I didn't know what I was here for. What had Becky gotten me into? I felt hands untie my robe belt and another set of hands remove the robe completely. I was told to step out of my sandals. 

Becky took both my hands in hers and led me to what I assumed was the center of the room. She said softly, "It's okay. Don't be afraid. Believe it or not, you're among friends. Just remember what I told you at home."

I heard tables being pushed across concrete, chairs the same. I heard the soft sound of mattresses(?) *flump*ing down to the floor. Becky now led me again, warning me to step up just before the footing got mushy. Becky placed me where she wanted me, then gave me a quick peck, saying, "I love you," then she disappeared, leaving me standing naked and blind, in - I assumed - the middle of the floor.

From somewhere behind me, a man's voice said, "Down on your hands and knees. Ass in the air. Let everybody say 'hello'."

I slowly, nervously, lowered myself to my knees on the floor, then leaned forward onto my forearms, leaving my butt sticking up lewdly. 

I wondered what was going to happen next, when I felt a soft touch on my upraised bottom. I couldn't tell whether it was merely fingers, or if someone had just kissed my ass. I didn't have much time to analyze it, because that sensation went away and was replaced by a definite face right into my asshole. I gasped at the sudden surprise, but then quickly got into it as the surprise was replaced by lust as a tongue started to wiggle into my tight butthole. 

Before I could get used to that feeling, though, the face left my rear and was replaced by a mouth on my hanging balls. First one testicle, then the other was sucked into the warmth, and a tongue danced all over them. Well, you can bet I was hard as hell by now. I wanted to tell the mouth to suck my cock, but didn't want to get my warning. I didn't know what else might be coming, and didn't want to botch this up. So far, it was great!

The mouth on my balls left and I was left alone for a time. I could feel someone walking around me. Finally, they stopped, knelt, and suddenly a finger thrust itself into my asshole! I nearly yelped in surprise at the feeling. I don't normally do a lot of ass stuff. Like the guys at work, part of me thinks that asshole stuff is for fags. But I've guiltily done some butt play of my own, even had Becky get in on it with me, help me, but mostly, I leave my ass alone.

Whoever this was, however, knew what they were doing! The finger wiggled around a little, twisting here and there, it tapped on my prostate a little, then was joined by another! I don't think I've ever had two fingers up my ass before. I tried one of Becky's dildos once and *just* got it in, but the pain was so great, I never tried *that* again!

The fingers were removed and someone else moved in. Whoever it was lay down in front of me. Then they grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face into the hairiest cunt I think I've ever eaten. Now this was more like it! If there's one thing I love to do, it's eat pussy. And I knew this wasn't my wife's cunt. Hers hadn't had any hair on it since before Christmas, and it was now late August. So, I had my face buried in a stranger's pussy. I loved it!

Reluctantly, the pussy went away, and someone else positioned themselves in front of me. I leaned forward, expecting another wet cunt, but was poked in the eye by the head of a penis! I backed up, not wanting to suck cock, I wasn't into that. The person with the penis moved forward and rubbed his dick against my lips, but I wouldn't open my mouth.

"Remember what I said before we left, John, refuse to do something or to have something done to you, and you get *one* warning? This is it. Well?"

I didn't relish the thought of that cock pressing between my lips, but I was really *really* horny from all the work everyone else had done to me so far, and horniness and curiosity got the best of me. Leaning forward, I opened as wide as I could, and felt the cock get placed onto my tongue. I just held it there for a bit, trying to get a feel for it. I thought, 'So this is what is feels like to a woman, eh? I guess it's not so bad... nothing at all like that time I tried doing this to Becky's dildo. This is much better than that.'

Slowly warming to the idea of having another man's cock in my mouth, I started to move my mouth back and forth on the shaft, taking it in as deep as I could before I pulled back and let the head pop out of my lips. The guy groaned and before he could grab my head and force me back onto it, I found his cock again and sucked it back into my mouth. It didn't take long before I was sort of having fun doing this. I couldn't understand why women don't like giving head more. Then it occurred to me, that even though I was really enjoying giving this guy a blowjob, I liked *getting* better. 

Pulling myself off the cock, I felt like a horny bastard. I thought, 'I guess I'm bisexual now!'

I didn't know how many others there were in the room, but I felt someone else get in front of me, apparently on *their* hands and knees, too. Next thing I heard was my wife's voice, coming from the person in front of me.

"Lick my asshole, baby. C'mon, John, you can do it."

I leaned forward and felt a soft, smooth ass. I rubbed my face along the surface, until it came to rest against a puckered butthole. Sticking my tongue out as far as it would go, I speared it in and out of my wife's luscious bottom. Becky was writhing around in front of me, thrashing her ass against my tongue. 

Becky surprised me. I didn't know she was so anally oriented. Every time I tried to get her to let me put my cock in her ass, she flat out refused. I've never tried anal sex, but desperately want to. Maybe now I could put the question to her and get a positive response. But I still wasn't supposed to say anything, so I wasn't going to ask just at that point in time.

With incredible reluctance, my wife and I disengaged. I was told to resume my original position, and my final test would commence.

I was really worried about what might be coming. I still didn't know who was in the room with me - besides my wife - and I wondered how she had gotten involved with this group in the first place.

My hairless ass was once more sticking up in the air, my head down on the mattress between my hands. I soon found out what my final test was. 

Once more, I felt a soft kiss on my ass. Then there was a cold liquid poured over my anus. I tensed when I felt something press against the tight little ring, but quickly regained my senses and relaxed as much as possible. To distract me from the unusual feeling at my back door, the woman with the hairy pussy was back with her furry cunt against my face. 

I was so wrapped up in sucking that soaking cunt that I only barely noticed the shaft enter my asshole. It was a woman with a strap-on. I could tell by the rigidity of the "veins" running up and down the shaft. I'd never had the real thing in my ass before, but common sense said that no human being ever had veins in his cock that were that hard.

Getting fucked in the ass by a woman is a truly glorious thing. Getting fucked in the ass by a woman while eating another's pussy is simply incredible! I was surprised at the feeling of emptiness left behind by the retreat of the strap-on. I was even more surprised by the feeling of fullness by the entry of the *real thing*!

I don't know whose cock it was that entered my butt next, but it was *big*. The initial entry was accentuated by a gasp from me while I munched away at the hairy pussy in my face. I loved what was being done to me. I loved what I was doing while things were being done to me. I had, in a very short time, learned to love not only pussy-love, but cock-love as well! My horizons were opened up *wide*!

My asshole was being opened up wide, too. This guy had obviously done this before. Once he hit bottom, he stopped and didn't move for a bit, allowing my body to get used to the instrument that was invading it. When he determined that I was ready, he began a slow, long pump in and out of my ass. 




The Initiation



Oh, how I loved this! I hoped that Becky saw how much I was enjoying myself. I wondered if she had done this, too, if all these people had been initiated into this group in such a manner. 

The guy in my ass was getting close to cumming. I could tell by his breathing that he was close to shooting. Part of me wanted him to fill up my ass with his jizz, another part hoped he'd pull out so that somebody else wouldn't have to fuck me through his load.

The part that hoped he'd pull out won. Just before the guy shot, he popped his cock out of my grasping butt and squirted all over my back. When he was finished, the hairy-cunted woman jumped up and rubbed her crotch all over my back, smearing the guy's cum all over me and her bush. After she'd rubbed herself all in the mess on my back, she quickly lay down in front of me again. 

Part of me was revolted at the thought, but the horny part that was presently in control won out. I dove into this woman's hairy, messy pussy and licked for all I was worth. While I was getting my face all slimy in the hairy, cummy bush of my eating companion, somebody crawled under and took my cock in their mouth. I couldn't care less at this point who it was, male or female, as long as the sensations kept coming.

While all this was happening, another cock worked its way into my waiting asshole. I don't know how I held off cumming all this time, but something kept me from shooting before this. I was well and truly ready now, though. A cunt in my face, a mouth on my cock and a cock in my ass. It made no difference who was where. I imagined any number of people in the various positions around me, and when it came down to it, it was more arousing not really knowing.

The pressure of eating pussy, getting fucked in the ass and getting my dick sucked became too much. I erupted into the mouth on my cock, and whoever it was down there didn't miss a beat. Whoever it was apparently had done this many times before and knew what to do. When my cock stopped pulsing, the person sucking me crawled out from under and I could hear them apparently kissing someone else in the room. 

Reluctantly, the pussy in front of me went away, and was replaced by a face. It was a feminine face, and whoever it was pressed her lips against mine and I responded eagerly. The woman's lips parted and her tongue snaked out into my mouth, bringing with it the taste of cum. *My* cum. Not only the taste, but some of the cum, itself. I sucked in the flavor of my juice, removing it from the woman's mouth, then licked her lips when the jizz was gone. When I was finished with her, another face presented itself in front of mine. The roughness in which the lips met mine told me that it was a man. By now, nothing could faze me. I opened my mouth and, as I expected, sucked the cum from his mouth. 

When the man got up from kissing me, someone else knelt in front of me. Another man. I knew what he wanted and opened my mouth for his cock. I felt another dildo press against my ass and I rocked back into it. I had become a sexual machine. But, unlike a machine, I knew what I was doing, and I loved it!

When the cock in my mouth erupted, I gulped down what I could of his jizz and let the rest dribble down my chin. I was truly and unequivocally bisexual now, and I loved it. The thought of the doors that had just opened for me, sexually, was erotic in itself. I could now happily make love to both men and women and enjoy it equally.

Someone kissed me, licking up the cum that I had missed. At this point, I didn't care who it was. I was informed by a voice above and behind me that I had passed the initiation and was now a member. However, I was to leave the blindfold on for the remainder of the evening, but that I could now do whatever I wished, save removing the blindfold.

To that, all I could say was, "Bring on the cock and cunt. I want it all. In every hole. I want my cock and tongue in every hole. Give it to me."

With that, the orgy was on. My asshole was licked while I fucked some guy's asshole, I sucked cock, tongued pussy, licked assholes, sucked nipples... my mouth and cock and fingers were everywhere and anywhere that felt good. 

I don't know how long I was there. It didn't really seem that long, although I suppose it really did drag out into hours. On the way home, Becky explained the history of the group, assured me that everyone, male and female, were bisexual, and told me that there was virtually nothing that they wouldn't do, including all-boy parties and all-girl parties. She said that the next big get together wouldn't be for a month yet, but said that once in a while small groups got together when the urge struck.

I was ready for anything, and I was plenty urged. I couldn't wait for the next time out, and next time, I'd be able to see who I was fucking...



The Initiation



Note: If you've read my other stories, you may notice a recurrence of names. I like using my first and middle names in my stories. That away I really get a feel for my writing. Like the others this is a fictional story.

Continued From The Virgin...

I awoke to find myself incased in darkness, cuddled up to something warm, soft, and sweet smelling. I went to get up but I found that I was in a very confined area. Then I felt the hand on my arm. A groggy voice said, "No, not yet love. Your body hasn't adjusted to the change fully. It's still the middle of the day, but I see that you've healed rather fast." I was able to turn over, finding this beautiful woman next to me.

"Who are you?" I asked.

She sighed, "Unfortunately, your mind hasn't fully come to terms with everything yet. Your memory has stashed away what happened last night."

"What are you talking about? And who are you?" I asked again, scared this time.

"Kiss me and look into my eyes." She replied.

I was slightly apprehensive so the woman kissed me full on the lips while we locked eyes. Instantly I saw a flashback to the night before. The night when I was turned into the husband of a vampire queen.

"Sun Lee?" I asked.

She smiled, "That's much better." Sounding a bit relieved. "Remember, tonight is your initiation into our clan. And you and I will be joined as one."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You'll find out tonight. Now, go back to sleep." Sun Lee embraced me and we again locked eyes. Suddenly, I felt drowsy and lay down on her breasts, using them as pillows.

A soft voice was speaking into my ear, actually it was more like a combination between a hiss and a whisper. "Wake up my darling. It's time." I instantly snapped awake. The thought of what lay ahead actually excited me but also frightened me. Sun Lee stepped out of our coffin while I still lay there.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"I'm scared. What if they don't 'accept me'?" I asked, "Besides, I'm so shy that I'll probably pass out on the spot."

"Here, I'll make it a little easier on you. Find a dark corner and hide on the ceiling." And with that, she sort of jumped and stuck to the wall.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"All you have to do is jump and you'll be able to cling to the wall. Just try."

A little hesitant at first, I bent my knees, jumped and smacked straight into the wall. My mouth started to heat up. I put a finger in my mouth, pulled it out, and found it nearly covered in blood.

"Ooh, poor baby." Sun Lee said, coming off the wall and licking the blood off of my finger. "Try again."

I bent my legs, jumped, and this time I clung to the wall. I found walking on walls was just like walking on the ground.

"Hide in that corner." She said, pointing to a dark and secluded corner. I moved into the hidden space and she hollered for the other two female vampires, they quickly appeared by her side.

Both were Asian just like Sun Lee was. One had ruby red hair and pale blue eyes and the other had jet-black hair and slightly gray eyes. Both were about the same height as Lee was, and both looked very confused.

"Where is he?" Asked the red head.

Sun Lee nodded towards me in the dark corner and said, "He's there, but he's very shy. He wants to do the initiation but first you have to let him get used to you. I can tell he's spent many a year alone with no one there for him."

The two looked at each other and shrugged. The red head pointed to herself and said, "I'm Christi." The dark haired one did the same and said that her name was Jade"H-h-h-h-hello." I managed to stammer. The two smiled, revealing their fangs.

Sun Lee gathered them close together and started to whisper into their ears. Even though I was in the corner, I could still hear with my new and improved hearing. "Maybe you two should get naked, then he ought to come down. Besides, he's the best I've had in nearly a hundred years and it would be a waste if he died." Sun Lee smiled at me. The two turned to face the corner and proceeded to undress, but what they didn't know was that I was now hiding in the opposite corner in a little more light than before. I saw Sun Lee nod and as gracefully as a cat, I hopped down from the ceiling without the two realizing it. Now they were nude and standing there, hoping that I'd come down from where they thought I was.

I crept up behind Christi and suddenly grabbed her and literally threw her onto the bed, the same bed that witnessed my turning. Again like a cat I pounced on her and we kissed like mad. Jade hopped on the bed with us, I broke the kiss, and said in a carnal voice, "Only one at a time." She slowly slinked off of the bed into a chair waiting eagerly for her turn.

Suddenly Sun Lee, my Queen, spoke up, "The ceremony must be fully completed tonight or else you'll perish." That caught my attention. "So in order to have plenty of time to complete the ceremony and feed, let's just keep it at oral for tonight?"

I quickly agreed, but the other two were rather sad that there were limitations to this ceremony. I kissed Christi again and slid down to her breasts licking her nipples and I blew on them both a couple of times sending shivers up and down Christi's body. I looked up, Christi's eyes were closed tight and she had this look of pure pleasure on her face. When I hadn't done anything for about a minute she opened her eyes.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked.

Again she smiled showing her fangs. "Oh yeah. But you do know you must hurry, because we still have to hunt and all." I nodded and went straight for her bush, parting her hair and rubbing around, searching for her clit. When I finally found it I sort of squeezed it, which made Christi inhale sharply. I started to take her in my mouth when I felt the bed shake a little. I pulled away and there was Jade again.

"I thought I told you to get off." I said, really pissed.

"I told her to get on." Sun Lee said.

"Why?"

"Because, things will go a lot faster if we do it this way." She replied. I sighed and nodded. Jade gave a squeal of excitement. I went back to work on Christi's cunt, when I felt my cock slip into Jade's warm, wet mouth. Man, she knew hot to work a cock. I furiously sucked on Christi's little love nub which made her shake and jump all over the bed, while Jade nearly brought me off nearly a dozen times already. When I really felt like I was gonna cum I looked to her.

"Don't make me cum yet. I want to cum on both of your faces, that away you'll both get a taste of me." Even with my cock still in her mouth Jade was able to smile, showing off her fangs. We went back to what we were doing (except for Christi, because she was still moaning while I was talking). Finally, I pulled away from Christi and said, "It's time for you two to switch." Which pissed off Christi.

"That's not fair, I haven't came yet." She said.

"Neither have I, but it's not fair to Jade for you to have all the fun and her being stuck with the 'short end of the stick' so to speak."

Reluctantly, Christi switched places with Jade and I furiously brought her close to an orgasm doing that exact same thing that I had done to Christi. Christi wasn't bad at giving head either. To be honest, I think she was much better than Jade was. I flipped over onto my back and motioned for Christi to sit on my face. Immediately I took her clit into my mouth and with my fang, carefully bit down. Almost instantly, my face was flooded with a mixture of her cum and a little bit of her blood.

Cristi fell off the bed, literally, and I motioned for Jade, but instead of biting her clit, I "hummed" it, sending vibrations of different frequencies up into her body, this got her to cum quickly. She fell back onto the bed, flat of her back. The two lay there in their respectable positions for no more than thirty seconds when they were back up, licking their juices off of my face, but not before I got a taste of the concoction. Actually, the taste nearly sent me into an orgasm of my own it tasted so good.

After I felt that my face was thoroughly clean I shoved the two away and said, "Now it's my turn." I scooted off the bed and stood up. 

Quickly the two raised their hands and before there was any kind of contact we all froze when we heard, "What the fuck do you two think you're doing?" It was Sun Lee. "If anyone's gonna finish him off, it's gonna be me." Quickly but gracefully she strode over to me and wrapped her tiny hand around my cock and started to kiss me. It only took a couple of jerks before I started to coat the two girl's faces. Let me tell you, their entire face was a lot whiter now, than I'd bet it had ever been.

The two kissed and started to lick my cum off of each other's faces, slowly, and seductively. Sun Lee shoved Kristi away (she had the least cum remaining on her face) and then she slapped Jade. "Give your queen some of that." And quickly after the end of her sentence she kissed Jade and licked the remainder of my cum off of her face. Christi sat back up, on the wooden floor, flat of her ass, when Sun Lee kissed her and licked her face clean also.

The three formed a triangle and all nodded their heads in unison. Sun Lee was the first to rise. "You have been accepted into our clan. Like I thought you would have. Now for the first phase, Jade and Kristi must drink from you. Unfortunately, you've had nothing to eat. And alas, the sun will be up in a couple of hours and we need to replenish our stock of blood."

"So what's gonna happen to me when they drink from me? Won't I die without any blood?"

"Technically, you should but our joining will give you more of my blood, which should be enough to last you until we are able to get you adequate food."

"Okay." I said. "I trust you." Jade and Kristi both came up to me and pushed me down onto the bed. Both started to lick my neck like Sun Lee did the night before. Quickly both plunged their fangs into my neck and started to drain the very little blood that was in my to begin with. After they had finished my body started to jerk violently and I felt my eyes roll into my head, I was blind.

"Oh no. You two have drained too much from him. You two go and quickly get more blood. I don't care how hard you have to search, you must be quick or else he won't be able to survive until tomorrow night." Said Sun Lee.

My body was still convulsing rather hard something pressed up against my mouth and my warmth flooded into my mouth, just like last night. My body stopped shaking and my vision was now extremely blurry. Just when the pain from two vampire bites went away, I felt another in my hand. Again my body convulsed and my vision faded. I felt the warmth still flowing into my mouth and sometime during the convulsions, the fangs left my arm.

I started to move, but then I just froze. My body not moving. Bright light flooded my vision and far away I could see a shadow quickly running towards me. The light slowly died down and I realize that it's Sun Lee. Quickly she grabs me and pulls me into a tight hug.

"Thank the stars. You're still alive." She exclaimed, still holding me tightly.

"I wouldn't say undead alive." I replied.

She smiled, "No, you're still alive. Right now you're unconscious."

"If that's so, how are you here?"

"When we drank from each other tonight. We became joined mentally and spiritually. We have the ability now to speak to each other in mind and even 'travel' into each other's mind. We can even read each other's thoughts." She said excitedly.

I started to cry. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"I'm scared that I'm gonna die for real." She just held me tighter against her.

"They're on there way now. Until they get here, you need to rest." Everything went blank.

I don't know how long I was out, but when I opened my eyes the sun was just about to break over the horizon. Through the slits in my eye I could see the three hovering over me.

"Sunlight...hurry." The three took their first notice of the sunrise. Quickly they tossed me into the coffin and Sun Lee hopped in and closed the lid, moments later the sun broke through the window.

I felt Sun Lee gave me another hug. "That was close. Unfortunately, we were unable to feed you in time, but the rest of us, have had our fill. So in order for you to make it until night, you have to drink from me again."

She moved her neck close to my mouth, but I didn't do anything, I couldn't.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Weak...can't do it. Can't even see." I replied.

"I have a better idea." She said. "Drink from here."

"Where? I...still can't...see. I don't...want to try...to drink...from your neck, I may...mess up."

"You won't be drinking from my neck, but I know you'll enjoy it." She said. I started to speak but she put her finger to my lips. "Just drink."

She stuck something into my mouth and again the warm sensation flooded my mouth with her blood, but I couldn't figure out where I was drinking. Then it hit me. Slowly I raised my hand to the source of the reservoir of blood, something soft and squishy. I was breast-feeding from her, but instead of normal breast milk, she was feeding me her blood. After a couple of minutes she pulled her breast from my mouth.

"Thank you." I replied weakly.

"There, that ought to last until tonight." She drew me in closer to warm embrace. "When we arise we'll feed and then we will all go out."

"Go out, what for?" I asked, snuggling against her soft body.

"Tomorrow is your first hunt and we all want to see how you do. Now go to sleep my darling. Maybe if you're good tomorrow, you and I will have some fun when we get back." I yawned and lay my head down on Sun Lee's chest and dozed off, wondering what it would be like when I made my first kill tomorrow night.

To Be Continued...



The Initiation



Jennifer nervously scanned the hotel lobby, knowing that she must meet the instructions she had been given. Exactly. To the letter. No excuses. 

 "Please let it be somebody nice. Oh please, oh please, oh please. Please don't let it be too embarrassing. Please let it be over quickly", she prayed, so she could begin to forget the whole embarrassing episode and start settling in as the newest member of the most prestigious sorority on campus. Its prestige drew from the fact that it was so exclusive, based on two reasons. Applicants must come from wealthy families and they must survive some legendary tests of courage. 

 Many would-be members resigned in tears as soon as they received their instructions, which were always designed to push the applicant far beyond what she considered to be her personal limits of behavior. Each applicant was advised to never divulge any details of her instructions, throughout her lifetime, or she would be ostracized forever by her peers.

 Even with this knowledge, Jennifer had been totally unprepared for the extent to which her instructions exceeded her standards of behavior, but she wanted so badly to become a member. Her mother had been one of the founders of the sorority and had reminded her many times during her adolescence how important it would be to her future to achieve this honor.

 Her father also reminded her very often how much it would help her find her proper place in society throughout her university years and for many years afterwards. He also made it clear that it would help his business contacts within their community.

 The thought of failure was the only thing that allowed Jennifer to remain in the lobby, steeling herself to execute her orders exactly as given. She watched for the man whose description had been given to her a few minutes ago by one of the sorority sisters who was observing her ordeal.

 Her eye was caught by the revolving door as it began to turn. At first, the man's head was obscured by the door frame, but she could see the color of his suit. It matched the description and so did his shoes and his briefcase. It was too early to tell his age, but he moved like a mature man, someone striding through life with great confidence, not some young jock bouncing along on the balls of his feet.

 "Oh no!", she thought. They've assigned me to an old fart. Her fears were further confirmed as his gray hair came into view. Jennifer's eyes squeezed out a tear as she imagined his clammy old hands grabbing at her tender young body. Thoughts of escape ran through her mind once more, but were routed by greater fears.

 "No matter how terrible he is, I will be able to endure this day", she told herself. "I will not allow myself to fail this test. I knew it would be difficult when I applied. Just relax and it will all be over soon."

 Then she saw his face.

 All the blood left her face momentarily and for a few seconds, she thought that she would faint. "Women don't actually faint any more, do they?" The thought ran through her head and she tried to hold on to it as the only thing that made sense in a world that had suddenly exploded on her. Her instructions had included dire warnings not to look at her monitors during her ordeal or points would be deducted, but she was able to see their gleeful smiles as they watched her reaction.

 "Jennifer, my dear. You can do this thing. You must do this thing. There is nothing you cannot do if you choose to do so." She finished her mental pep talk and strode firmly toward him across the lobby, extending her hand as she approached him.

 "Hello Sir. May I offer you a warm welcome to our hotel. My name is Jennifer. I have been assigned as your sex slave during your stay with us. I have already taken care of your check-in and your bags will be delivered to your room. We can go there immediately if that is your pleasure or I will be happy to escort you anywhere that you may desire."

 "Well, Jennifer. I've never had a sex slave before, but I must admit that it has a nice ring to it. However, I must confess to a bit of astonishment at your offer. You must agree that it is somewhat unusual. May I ask if you are of legal age?"

 "Yes, Sir."

 "May I see your identification, please?"

 "M-my, uh, identification?"

 "Yes, your ID. It would not be a good idea for a man in my position to be seen with a hooker and you must admit that this appears to be a distinct possibility, considering the situation. It occurs to me that this hotel does not routinely offer such services."

 Jennifer rummaged blindly through her purse for her driver's license. She had imagined that the ordeal might be terrible, but nothing in her worst nightmares had prepared her for the feelings she now experienced. Finally, her fingers touched what must be her wallet and she drew it out quickly, handing him the entire wallet, not trusting herself to the task of fishing out the card.

 "Well, well. Jennifer Ascot. It does appear that you are of legal age and this address is from a nice part of town, so there is little likelihood that you are a hooker. Oh, here is a student ID, also. It says that you are enrolled at the university here in town. Are you a virgin, Jennifer?"

 The question caught her off guard. "Uh, what?"

 "I asked if you were a virgin, Jennifer. As generous as your offer appears, it would not be a good idea for me to accept it if there is a danger of contracting a disease you might have contracted from a promiscuous life style. I have heard that some girls get very wild when they first experience the freedom of university life."

 "Would this torture never end?" Jennifer tried to make sure that her posture remained correct and that there were no outward signs of her discomfort that were under her control. She could not be responsible for the flush in her cheeks or the quickness in her pulse, but she could certainly control other signs that she was on the verge of hysteria.

 "Yes, I am a virgin." Now she decided to go on the offensive to give herself a little breathing room. "Do you have a big cock?"

 "My, aren't you the forward one? As a matter of fact, it is quite large, but since you are a virgin, you will have little experience in the size of cocks, so you must take my word for it for now. Take off your panties and give them to me."

 "My, uh, what?" Jennifer felt her imagined offensive attack evaporate.

 "Your panties. Take them off and give them to me. Now!"

 "Bu-but, we're in the lobby of a fine hotel. Come on to the room with me. I'll give them to you there."

 "Give me your panties. Now!"

 Jennifer's last hope of escaping without humiliation evaporated as she tried to look carefully around the lobby without appearing to do so. Thankfully, she had received sufficient training from her mother in certain graces that enabled her to comply with his request without making it too obvious. She stepped out of the wispy thong and scooped it up quickly before handing it to him in a small ball.

 "Why Jennifer! These panties are positively wet! You naughty, naughty girl. They smell like you have been creaming in them since we met. You must be dreaming of how exciting it will be when my huge cock tears through your virgin defenses. How big are your tits?"

 Oh! Would it never end? "They are 38C. I suppose you will want my brassiere next."

 "No, you can keep that on for a few minutes. It may be more interesting to watch you take that off in the bar."

 "In the bar? I'm not old enough to drink."

 "Come with me, slave and don't question what I tell you to do. You did say you were my sex slave, didn't you?"

 Jennifer was forced to drop her head slightly. "Yes, sir."

 "Yes, what?"

 "Yes, sir."

 "You will address me as master. Do you understand?"

 "Yes, master."

 "Good, now come with me. Walk in front so I can see your naked ass wiggle. Raise your skirt as you walk so that it reaches the bottom of your cheeks as we enter the bar."

 "But I'm not wearing any panties. My pussy will show."

 "This is your last chance, slave. The only thing you are allowed to say to me until I tell you otherwise is 'Yes, master'. Is that clear?"

 "Yes, master."

 "Good. Now start walking. Raise that skirt. Swing that cute little ass. Thirty-eight, C, huh?"

 "Yes, master."

 "Good. You learn quickly. Take a stool at the bar. Drape your skirt over the stool so your bare ass is on the cold leather."

 "Yes, master."

 "Oh, hello Mr. Ascot. Nice to see you again. Your friend seems a bit young for us. Are you able to vouch for her age?"

 "Hello Jim. It's nice to be back in my favorite watering hole. This is my daughter, Jennifer. She is less than legal drinking age, so I will not ask you to serve her anything alcoholic. Wouldn't want to cause you to lose your license."

 "Thanks, Mr. A. I knew you would be straight with me. May I send a bottle up to your room in case you get thirsty later?"

 "Good man! You certainly know how to earn your tips. Now bring us a couple of my regulars with no Scotch in one, then turn your head for a few seconds. Show him your tits, Jennifer."

 "Uh! Yes, master."

 "That's good. Doesn't she have nice tits, Jim?"

 "They are very nice, Mr. A."

 "Can you see them well enough, Jim?"

 "What I can see is very nice, Mr. A."

 "Wouldn't it be better if you could see all of them, Jim? Wouldn't you like to see how far her pink nipples stand out when she is horny? Did you know she is naked under this flimsy dress? Her bare ass is soaking pussy juice all over your nice leather seat. Isn't it, Jennifer?"

 "Yes, master."

 "Take off your bra and hand it to Jim, Jennifer."

 "Yes, master."

 "How about it, Jim? Have you ever seen a nicer set of tits in your life?"

 "No, Mr. A, I can't say that I have."

 "Wouldn't you like to lick them, Jim? See how much further they perk up when I merely mention it? How big is your cock, Jim?"

 "Nearly ten inches at the moment, Mr. A."

 "How big do you think it will be after Jennifer strokes it a little?"

 "It's very hard to say, sir. I rarely have a ruler handy in situations like that."

 "Wouldn't you like to measure it for him, Jennifer?"

 "Yes, master."

 "Good girl. Good slave. I see that you learn quickly. If you are very good, perhaps I will give you to Jim. Would you like that?"

 "Yes, master."

 "Put your finger in your pussy, Jennifer, and let me taste it."

 "Yes, master."

 "Umm. Jim, that is one tasty pussy. Would you care to try it?"

 "Yes, I would, Mr. A. However, I need to serve those two gentlemen who just came in and the three young ladies at the other table. Will you excuse me for a moment?"

 "Of course, Jim. Go ahead. Jennifer should have a lot more juice by the time you come back."

 "Turn around on your stool, Jennifer, and let those men have a glimpse of what you have hidden under your dress."

 "Yes, master."

 "Let your skirt ride up higher. Open your thighs a bit more. Make sure they can tell how wet you are."

 "Yes, master."

 "Now that we have established your status, you no longer need to answer in that manner. However, I will expect your complete obedience. Is that clear?"

 "Yes, sir."

 "Good. Now, have you ever been drunk?"

 "Well.."

 "You must answer all questions truthfully."

 "No, I've never been drunk. sir."

 "But you do like the feeling you get after a few drinks, don't you?"

 "Yes, sir."

 "Would you like a drink now?"

 "Oh, yes sir. Very much. May I have one?"

 "You may take my drink, slave. While you drink it, take the cherry from your drink and stick it in your pussy."

 "Thank you, master."

 "Now turn so that both tables can see you and pull it out very slowly and put it in my mouth."

 "Yes, master."

 "Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. A. Are you ready for another round?"

 "Thanks, Jim. Set us up again and give us a couple more of those cherries. Jennifer wants to give them a special treatment. Don't you Jennifer?"

 "Yes, master."

 "From now on, you will call me 'Daddy', slave. Is that clear?"

 "Yes, Daddy."

 "Are you getting wet thinking about how nice it will feel to have my thick cock sunk deep within your virginal pussy?"

 "Yes, Daddy."

 "Would you like for me to give you to Jim after I finish fucking you?"

 "Yes, Daddy."

 "Jennifer, let those men watch you take those cherries from your pussy and give them to Jim. Jim, set up another round for those gentlemen and make sure they see that you are putting the same cherries on a dish for them. Got it?"

 "Sure thing, Mr. A. May I say, sir, that it is becoming difficult to walk?"

 "How big would you estimate at this point, Jim?"

 "Just a wild guess, but somewhere around 11 or 12 inches would be pretty close."

 "After you serve the men, make sure you stand close to the girls at the other table and give them plenty of time to decide if they want more drinks. Ok?"

 "Gotcha, Mr. A."

 "The gentlemen thank you for the drinks, sir, and thank the lady for the cherries. By the way, the ladies at the other table ordered the same as the gentlemen are having."

 "With or without cherries, Jim?"

 "They specifically ordered them with cherries, sir."

 "Very well, then we must not disappoint them. Open wide, Jennifer. I will insert these, myself."

 Jennifer's head was in a spin. The drink she had nearly inhaled had rushed to her brain and the excitement of the things her master was forcing her to do was keeping her on the very edge of a monstrous orgasm.

 As his fingers pulled her glistening pussy lips apart, she felt the first wave break. When he wet the first cherry in his mouth before pushing it all the way to her hymen, the second wave crashed. 

 "Would you mind inserting the others, Jim? Please make sure they are good and wet before inserting them. We don't want to injure such a sweet little pussy, do we?"

 "I don't mind at all, Mr. A. Given the relative privacy in here, considering that everyone present is involved, might it be ok if I were to push them in with my tongue?"

 The final wave crashed against Jennifer's breakwater, sending spumes of spray high into the air. Feelings she had never known herself capable of having ravaged her body. Juices she had never before produced ran between her naked thighs, soaking the leather seat and making it so slippery that her thighs slid forward, opening her delights even more to her appreciative audience.

 The monitors from the sorority slid further down into their own seats, to give better access to their own moist cunts.

 The two salesmen from Poughkeepsie nearly choked as they watched a show they would never forget.

 Jim knelt between Jennifer's thighs and placed the first cherry in his mouth. Bringing his face closer and closer, he slowly extended the cherry from his mouth as Jennifer frantically rubbed her clit to try to get to the same place again that caused her such unbelievable rapture the first time. All thoughts of decency, propriety and good manners were lost as she entered a world of depravity. All that mattered to her sex-drugged mind at the moment was to find a way back to that peak she had fallen from a few minutes ago.

 One cherry inserted. Two. Three, with difficulty.

 "I'm sorry, sir. There isn't room for more."

 "Quite all right, Jim. Thank you for your help. Please serve their order to the ladies. Tell them there will be a party in our room in a little while. If they are interested, they must send me their panties. By the way, they must allow you to remove them."

 "Yes, sir. Thank you sir."

 Jennifer and her master watched as Jim approached the sorority sisters and explained the terms of the invitation. With only a short delay, while the three queried each other with raised eyebrows, they each allowed Jim to kneel before them and reach under their dresses to slide their panties down and off. First one, then the others, decided to leave their skirts around their waists, to give better access to their busy fingers. Monitoring Jennifer was turning out to be the best assignment in sorority history.

 "Here they are sir, and may I say that they are all three very wet."

 "Thank you, Jim. I have one more task for you. Please invite our friends to join us at that round booth in the corner and set up another round of drinks for everybody."

 The crowd quickly gathered at the booth.

 "Thank you for joining me and my sex slave. If any of you please me adequately, I may give her to you. For now, I would like for you to sit alternately, boy-girl."

 "I want each girl to remove the cock on her right from its confinement and try to be the first to make it cum in her hand. The first two girls with cum on their hands are invited to join us upstairs."

 "What about me, sir? There is no man on my right."

 "Then I guess you will have to get under the table and suck me off. If you are able to get me off before the other two finish, you will get an automatic invitation."

 Soon, there was silence except for the moans, groans and heavy breathing. 

 Ashley was the first to bring her dripping hand from under the table and greedily lick it off with a triumphant smile on her face.

 Brooke sucked harder in a valiant effort to make the closing bell. She reached over and pinched Leslie's nipple to get her attention. After all, Leslie had nothing to lose, now. All she had to do was to slow down enough to let Brooke get Mr. Ascot off first and they could all go to the party.

 However, Bret was showing signs of filling her hand with cum at any moment. The veins were popping out on his neck as well as along the length of his prick. Leslie pinched his dick in a place where a friend had told her about once and it slowed Bret down just long enough for Brooke to emerge from under the table with a huge grin still dripping with the overflow that she had been unable to swallow.

 Jennifer's head was thrown back against the back of the booth while her fingers dug frantically at the spot that itched so badly. To help her finish, Ashley and Brooke each took one of her nipples in their mouths and gave her just the stimulation she needed to finish climbing Mt. Cum.

 Jim joined them as Jennifer slowly calmed down.

 "My replacement will be here in a couple of minutes. I have arranged for some refreshments and champagne to be delivered to the room right away. If you are all ready, you can go ahead. I will join you soon."

 "Slave, you will suck me clean in the elevator."

 "Yes, Daddy."

 The ride was too short for Jennifer. She had never imagined how much she would relish the taste of his hard cock in her mouth. The lingering remnants of his cum added the perfect amount of spice. She looked wildly up at the control panel as the elevator began to slow down. It was too soon. Much too soon. Just in time, her hand found the stop button and halted them until she could finish licking all the leftover cum from her master's prick.

 The rest of the gang was busy as well. Ashley was bent over, holding onto the rail as Peter plowed into her from the rear. Leslie had Bret's prick way down her throat and was humming discordantly. Brooke pleasured herself in the corner.

 "You girls undress Jennifer and prepare the Throne of Defloration. Guys, get naked and eat lots of oysters. You may need them."

 When Jim entered the room, Jennifer was widespread on the bed, with a soo-to-be sorority sister on each nipple and one licking her soon-to-be-lost virginity. Each girl had a prick in her cunt that she wiggled back onto as she sucked and licked Jennifer.

 "Ah, Jim. You're just in time. Ashley almost made me lose it there, with her tight, talented cunt. I need to save myself for the ceremony, so perhaps you can fill in for me."

 "Sure thing, Mr. A. All too happy to oblige."

 "You're a good man, Jim."




The Initiation



"Thank you, sir."

 "Is the Honoree ready?"

 "The Honoree is ready, sir", they intoned in unison, picking up quickly on the impromptu ritual.

 "Are you ready to be inducted into the halls of womanhood?"

 "Yes, Daddy."

 "Then tell me what you want."

 "I want you to put your big, fat dick in my little tight, virginal pussy and fuck me very hard, Daddy."

 "This is your wish?"

 "Oh, Daddy. Just shut up and fuck me, will you?"

 --==--==--==--==--==--==--==--==--==--==--   

"Mom, did you know what they were going to make me do for the initiation?"

 "Yes, dear. I insisted on it."

 "Did you know it was going to be Daddy?"

 "Yes, dear. I insisted on that, too."

 "But why, Mother?"

 "Tradition, dear. Tradition. A family needs its traditions. By the way, your grandfather is expecting you at eight. Don't keep him waiting, dear. He sometimes becomes cross if we keep him waiting and when he is cross, he is not always gentle with us." 



The Initiation



I recently received an anonymous comment on my other Literotica stories from a guy who claimed to be writing from Egypt. He unknowingly provided me with an idea for a fictitious story that closely parallels themes from my non-fiction stories. So here goes.

For months now I had been pestering hubby about joining a new swingers club near our home in Carson City, Nevada. He had looked into it, but was worried that the initiation process seemed pretty extreme. Without divulging the actual process, the club owners, Aaron and Silvia, had told hubby that we were welcome to join as long as we agreed to the initiation. Bored with what we had experienced at other local clubs, we were up for something new. Weeks after applying for membership, we finally received our invitation to join. With directions to arrive at 8 PM Saturday night, we headed out to the club, a renovated turn-of-the-century mansion, located a dozen miles out in the desert east of town.

Not sure what to wear, I donned a black, night-clubby style jump suit, and a pair of three-inch heels. This outfit is a favorite of hubby’s, as it shows off my slightly sloppy 41-year-old ass and my perky 36c titties. Of particular interest to hubby is that, in the right light, my body is clearly visible to the casual observer. He has always seemed to find that “perfect light” to pose me in, showing off the pubies of my thick red-haired pussy to anyone that might take notice.

Arriving at the club, we were ushered into the cocktail lounge where we joined at least two-dozen other couples along with an assortment of single men. To look around, one would never suspect that this was a premier hot spot for swingers. In the lounge, hubby and I enjoyed a few drinks while chatting with some of the other couples. Everyone was very pleasant, and genuinely excited that we would soon be part of the membership.

After about an hour and a half, Aaron and Sylvia joined us in the lounge. They were a handsome couple that I guessed to be in their late 40’s. The four of us shared some of our previous experiences in local clubs, and talked about some of the features unique to The Mansion Club.

I was starting to feel no pain, as the drinks were having their anticipated effect. What I actually anticipated with the initiation process would be some private swing time with Aaron and Sylvia. Both of them were really hot, and I was starting to look forward to the session. So I wasn’t too surprised when Sylvia beckoned me to join her in the back room. Hubby stayed behind with Aaron, who ordered another round of drinks for the two of them as we left the room.

Sylvia led me down some stairs and into a large dimly lit room. Illuminated in the center of the room was a narrow bed that looked more like a sturdy message table. The room itself seemed oval shaped and the walls were concealed behind a floor-to-ceiling deep red curtain. Looking back at the door we had just entered, I saw that the wall was one giant mirror, creating the image of a much larger room.

Sylvia smiled at me and asked if she could remove my jumpsuit. Before I could respond, she was sliding the thin material over my shoulders and exposing my breasts. As she did, she stepped behind me, gently kissing the back of my neck. Her hot breath and lips instantly turned me on, as she cupped both my breasts in her hands.

Continuing to slide my suit down to my hips, Sylvia caressed my body with her hands as she gently nibbled on my ear. In a moment, my jumpsuit was down around my ankles, and I was stepping clear, careful to leave my heels on. Her hands continued to explore my body, eventually finding my plush red-haired pussy. She seemed especially intrigued by what she was feeling in her hands.

I thought that I would cum right there in the middle of the floor, when I felt Sylvia leading me over to the pedestal-like bed. As she laid me on my back, she whispered in my ear that the initiation process required that she bind my hands. Hearing no objection from me, she lifted my arms to the head of the bed. A moment later, hands together, my wrists were secured with soft leather restraints that were attached to the end of the bed.

Sylvia rose slightly, then gently kissed my lips. Her experienced tongue slid into my mouth as she pressed her lips harder against mine. Finally, she stood up, stepped back, and seemed to mentally record the picture of my naked body lying on that bed. I wasn’t scared at all about being restrained in such an exposed position, at least not with Sylvia in the room with me. Before leaving, she explained to me that what was about to happen could be one of the greatest sexual experience ever. She said that I could demand the initiation stop at any time, cautioning me however, that to do so would mean that hubby and I would not be admitted to the club. She also pointed out that we only had one chance, so if we failed the initiation, we would not be invited back.

Left all alone, naked and tied to a bed, I was becoming increasingly anxious. I strained to look around the room, finally realizing that the mirrored wall enabled me to see all areas of the room.

After what seemed like an eternity, I could hear people moving about in what sounded like the adjacent rooms. I still expected to see Sylvia, Aaron, and hubby, enter the room at any moment and surprise me with a hot love-making session. It wasn’t until I saw the curtain begin to draw back that I realized that I was in for something I never would have imagined.

As the curtain continued tracking around the room, I quickly realized that the room was surround by a seating gallery of sorts, which, to my shock, was filled with people. Although the light was dim, I started to recognize some of the faces in the audience. They were, of course, the same people who had been enjoying cocktails in the lounge. I also realized that the gallery was packed and that there was nothing separating the crowd from me but a low standing banister. Lying there frozen with panic, I wondered what would happen next.

Before long, I was joined in the room by Aaron, who was accompanied by two men and a woman. Aaron stepped over to a podium in the corner of the room, while the three others approached the bed. As they neared, I could see that all three were in their early 30’s, attractive, and very well built. They wore dark red robes and seemed to be very focused on me. As they reached the bed, they all promptly disrobed, which drew applause from the audience.

Speaking into a mic, Aaron welcomed the audience to the initiation process. I was introduced, as were the three standing next to me. Next, Aaron introduced hubby, who I could see stand up in the audience and acknowledge the introduction. I wondered if hubby had known what was going to happen, or if he was just as surprised as I.

“Let us begin.” Said Aaron, as he walked across the room towards the audience.

“Have the girl give the lady a bit of tongue.” Cried a man in the crowd. With that, Aaron held out a basket in front of the man, as though asking for a church offering. I could see the man put something in the basket, and Aaron gesture his approval to the girl standing next to me. Before I knew it, I could feel the girl spreading my legs and begin to probe my pussy with her tongue.

“The men must each suck those beautiful tits.” Yelled a woman’s voice. Once again, Aaron obtained his “collection” before nodding approval to the two men. The two promptly dropped to their knees and began sucking on my already erect nipples.

The sensation was driving me quickly to orgasm, as I looked around the room at all the onlookers. I could not believe this was happening to me. I thought I would be embarrassed to cum with an audience looking on, but when the time came, nothing mattered but the ecstasy caused by that beautiful tongue. I was completely at their mercy, and I didn’t care!

The calls for different “action” came every three or four minutes. I might spend a few minutes with a hefty cock in my mouth, then switch to the girl gyrating her shaved pussy over my tongue. Not once did I think to ask for the initiation to stop. I actually ceased paying attention to what the audience was calling for, and merely flowed with the changes as though part of an organized choreography.

With a momentary break in the action, both men stood up and rolled me over on my stomach, then pulled me up to my knees. My restraints were obviously on a pivot of some sort as my restraints were not twisting. Perched on my hands and knees, one of the men slid face-up under me, and drew my hips to his. I could feel his cock throbbing on my tummy. I watched the girl slide around behind me, grab the man’s cock, and begin rubbing its head along the lips of my pussy.

After a moment, I could feel her easing the cock inside me. I felt as though I could cum at that very moment. The man’s grip on my ass tightened and pulled me down on him, forcing his dick deep inside me. I was gasping with pleasure as he slowly began sliding his tool in and out.

Looking to the side, I could see the girl working the other man’s cock with her hands. She was using plenty of lube, and I assumed she was working on getting him off. Once again, I was completely wrong.

The other guy stepped up behind me, straddled the legs of the guy I was on top of, and began sliding his greased dick up and down the crack of my ass. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what was about to happen. I have to admit, the thought of taking a cock in each hole made me tremble. I was incredibly hot already, but afraid that the pain would be too much for me to bear.

With the girl guiding his cock, I could feel the head of his engorged dick push on my asshole. I decided to try to relax and just let it all happen. As I did, I felt his cock push slowly into my ass, and with it, came quite a bit of pain. But the pain soon gave way to a level of pleasure the likes of which I had never ever experienced. Once inside me, both men began alternately stroking their cocks in and out of me. Thankfully, they were both slow and gentle, at least until my body could adjust to the strain of having both my holes filled.

As the two men began increasing their rhythm, I could feel myself losing what little self-control that I had left. Alternately gasping and moaning with pleasure, I could hear the audience shouting to express their pleasure at what they were seeing. I heard someone call out for Aaron to “fill the last hole”, and I knew what was coming.

With my wrists still restrained to the bed, I was completely at the mercy of the two men below and above me. Aaron straddled the head of the bed, dropped his pants to reveal a sizeable erection, and promptly fed his cock into my mouth. Without the use of my hands, all I could do was let him fuck my mouth, and fuck it he did.

Having experienced more orgasms this night that ever before, I did not think another possible. But as the two men began alternately plunging their cocks deeper and harder. I could feel my body preparing for yet another wonderful moment. I knew the men were also close to cumming as well. As though on cue, both men made a final plunge together, burrowing their cocks deep inside me at the same time and causing me to squeal in ecstasy. Aaron also let out a loud groan as hot cum shot from his cock to the back of my throat.

As the audience shouted and applauded, I felt as though I had just completed the final movement of a symphony, it was such a surreal moment. Later that night, Sylvia confirmed that I had in fact passed the initiation. Sitting in the lounge with her and Aaron, I asked what hubby could be expecting for his part of the initiation. Aaron shook his head and explained that Hubby’s initiation was watching me that night. He explained how hubby could have stopped the initiation at any time, but doing so would have caused us to fail.

“What about all the money you collected?” I asked. Sylvia explained how 100% of all money raised through initiations, and similar activities, were put towards the continued restoration of the mansion.

“Thanks to you, and that incredibly erotic act you shared with the club, we probably raised enough money to finish the restoration!” Aaron exclaimed.

I was tired, and certainly a bit sore from the experience, but I was already looking forward to more adventures at The Mansion Club.



The Initiation



Part 1

We've talked at length about you joining the internet porn enthusiasts club and about the initiation necessary to get in. I've tried to prepare you for the most likely things that will occur. It will be an "anything goes" session for any of the male or female members to participate. You will be their play toy for the evening. 

I ask you again...”Are you sure??” You nod your head yes. I can see apprehension in you eyes, but also determination and excitement. I know about your fantasies about multiple lovers but I hope this won't be more then you bargained for. 

As we drive into the driveway, I ask you one last time. Your answer comes in the form of you getting out of the car and heading for the front door. 

As we walk across to porch, Jill who is a tall beautiful girl, opens the door. Without saying a word she motions us to follow her as she moves down the hall into the center of the house. Coming to a closed door she stops and turns around handing me a strip of silk and tells me to blindfold you and then come through the door. I gently put the blindfold over your eyes and tie it behind your head. I give you a quick kiss and lead you through the door. The smell of incense and candles overwhelms us as we proceed. 

About 10 steps into the room, I pull my hand away leaving you standing alone. Almost immediately you feel multiple hands moving up and down your body. The hands are rubbing and caressing every square inch of you. This creates so many feelings. You can feel your breasts being cupped and fondled and your nipples being twisted and manipulated. Hands are rubbing your shoulders making you relax. A hand is rubbing the front of skirt, slowly circling inward from your thighs while somebody is kneading the flesh of your ass. More hands are rubbing up and down your legs. You begin to feel buttons being unbuttoned and zippers unzipped as your clothes are removed. Soon you are standing naked and the non-stop movement of the hands never stops. One of your hands is placed on a hard cock, your fingers curled around it. Somebody starts rubbing a hand up and down the front of your pussy gradually moving more between your legs with each movement. The finger slipped into your slit easily as you are already very wet from all the stimulation. 

You feel hands pushing you down to the floor and you lay down on soft fluffy pillows. The hands continue to roam your body...becoming more and more aggressive. Your head is tilted to one side and a stiff cock is slid in your mouth. Your other hand is pulled in between another pair of legs and you feel a soft clean shaven pussy. Not sure about this you pull your hand away. Roughly your hand is pulled back and pushed firmly into the wet slippery pussy. 

The realization hits you now that you have no control over what happens to your body tonight. Panic starts to overcome you until you remember that I am here and won't let anyone hurt you. Your hand is pushed back and forth rubbing up and down the pussy of the girl kneeling beside you. Your legs are lifted up and spread apart and you feel a hard cock pressing at the mouth of your pussy. With one thrust he slides deep inside you and begins slow in and out movements. You feel another mouth licking and sucking and nibbling around your ass cheeks. You ass is lifted and another pillow is slid under you. The fucking continues. You feel the tongue working its way into your crack licking up and down from your pussy to your puckered asshole. The tongue starts swirling round and round your ass...occasionally poking in. In and out the cock fucks...in and out your ass is tongued. You stiffen as a huge orgasm takes over your body. Wave after wave hit you as the cock slides in and out of your mouth and in and out of your pussy. The extra pressure and movement sends both of them into their own orgasm and cum fills both your mouth and your pussy. 

You relax and both cocks slid out of their respective holes. Immediately your feel another cock replacing the first in your pussy and begin pounding in and out of you. Occasionally he slaps your ass as he thrusts in and out. Your head is again moved as you feel legs moving in on either side of your head and a pussy pushed down on your mouth. You're told to suck it. Tentatively you probe your tongue into the wet slit. You begin to lick and suck with more vigor as the cock in your pussy sends you higher and higher. Hands are rubbing your breasts and you feel a mouth sucking on first one nipple then the other. The cock is pounding in and out now...you can fell pussy juice running down your cheeks as you lick and suck and nibble her clit. She begins to move and wiggle as the beginnings of orgasm approach. The cock in your pussy fucks more urgently...pounding harder and harder. You can feel another orgasm coming on. Just as the other two begin to cum, your body tightens as you are wracked with pleasure. It seems to go on and on. The feeling is wonderful.



The Initiation Part 2

As everyone’s orgasms subside, you feel the cock slide out of your well fucked pussy and the girl sitting on your face moves away. You relax enjoying the break. 

Suddenly you feel you arms being pulled out to the side and pinned down and your legs being split apart and held down. Nothing happens for a few moments then you feel a quick hot sting on your stomach and smell the odor of a candle burning. Again, a quick sting and you feel a mouth kissing the wax away. Again and again more and more drips and more and more kisses. The drips move to your breasts and you begin to feel another candle and mouth moving up your legs. First a drip on one leg then the other with kisses and nibbles right behind. Up your legs they come and around and around your breasts getting closer and closer to your sensitive nipples. Drip...nibble and suck....drip...kiss and lick...Drip...nibble... Then you feel the first drop hit your nipple. The sensation is stimulating. Then you feel the hot wax hit around the sides of your pussy...followed by licking...then drips on your slit...wax licked away. Your clit is nibbled and wax is dripped.  

Just as the sensations start going away, you feel cold as an ice cube is rubbed on your breasts.  Drip...hot wax ...then cold of ice. You feel the cold of the ice as it makes a trail down your body, heading to your pussy. Sliding up and down your slit...then the cold slips into you. Then a tongue licking ..licking. The ice is melting and being licked. More wax drips on your breasts. More lips and tongues licking and sucking and nibbling. 

Somebody takes off the blindfold and you can see the owners of the lips, tongues and hands that are all over you. A pretty girl is kneeling between your legs peeling a banana. She gets it peeled and starts sliding it up and down your wet slippery slit. With one motions she slides it all the way into you and begins to lick and nibble the banana as it tries to slide out. 

A guy moves up to your face and sticks a cock between your lips. You feel the strange sensations as the banana is being eaten. Somebody starts nibbling on your nipples as the hard cock slides in and out of your mouth. You stiffen as wave after wave of orgasm overcomes you from so much stimulation. The cock in your mouth stiffens and dumps a load deep in your throat. You let it slide out and another guy strattles you and lays his cock between your breasts and begins to fuck them. You lick the tip as it comes close to your mouth before it slides back and disappears between your breasts. 

The banana is gone but she is stuffing your pussy full of strawberries now. You can feel as she stuffs one after the other into you. When it feels like you can't hold anymore you feel the licking and sucking start as she eats the strawberries one by one. 

The tit fuck is over as he slides up and shoots spurt after spurt of cum into your mouth. Your legs are lifted high in the air and you feel another tongue on your ass as the strawberries are being eaten. Around and around your ass, the tongue stabs in and out, then around and around. Your pussy is being licked and sucked. 

The guy licking your ass slides up so he is perpendicular to you and slides his cock into your now empty pussy. After sliding in and out a few times he pulls out and slips it into your tight ass. The girl resumes licking your pussy as he slides in and out...in and out. She has a couple fingers in your pussy as she licks your clit. Again you begin to cum and again the orgasm overwhelms you. The extra motion sends the cock in your ass over the edge and he dumps his load deep inside you. 

The girl who has been licking your pussy turns so you are 69ing...her pussy on top of your mouth as she continues to lick and stimulate your clit. You lick and nibble on her enjoying these new feelings that are being generated. Another cock replaces the other in your ass and begins to pound in and out. The girl sits up and presses her pussy on top of your mouth. You can't see but feel another cock pushing through your pussy lips trying to enter. He pushes in slowly due to the tightness. After a few moments you begin to get used to it and loosen up. Both cocks begin sliding in and out. The full feeling is wonderful. Your mouth is being smothered by the writhing pussy that is about to explode in your mouth. She is jumping all over as orgasm approaches. She begins to cum just as the 2 cocks also start squirting. This sends you into another wrenching orgasm. You almost pass out from the intensity. It seems like the sensations will never quit.

As quickly as it started, it ends. All of a sudden you realize you are alone. I move out of the shadows and hand you a robe. I must have had a questioning look on my face because you nod, indicating that you are feeling fine. 

“Did I pass?” You ask. 

I would say so but let’s go find out, and I guide you through the door into the next room where everyone is waiting.  The applause starts as soon as your face is visible in the doorway.



The Initiation



Joe's pain was real.

His hormones were giving him real grief.

It was difficult to breathe with the tight ache across his chest and his balls felt like they'd been kicked.

Totally preoccupied with his physical longing for Sarah, he was unable to think about anything other than the need to possess the precocious teenager.

His cock throbbed as he thought about the way she kept teasing him with tantalising glimpses of her gorgeous body. She knew what she was doing when she stoked the heat of his passion but, as yet, hadn't provided him with the opportunity to obtain relief in the way nature intended.

He recalled the moment this morning when she'd climbed up to reach the bolts of material on the top shelf and then called for him to steady the ladder. Directly underneath, he had a full view of her shapely buttocks while reflecting on the lack of underwear. Hot and excited, but nevertheless embarrassed, he'd attempted to look away as she deliberately turned to reveal her cute little cunt.

He recollected the room spinning and sweat pouring from every pore of his body as he'd fought to overcome his agitation. Sarah had waited until he'd had a proper eyeful before rubbing herself against him as she came down, giving him a knowing wink.

It had taken a quick jerk-off in the toilet before he'd recovered his composure and reminiscing about the event had been responsible for two further bouts of masturbation at home this evening. Even now, he knew it was inevitable that a further climax would be sought before sleep would be possible.

* * *

Joe Robinson was just eighteen. He was two months into his first job as an assistant within the drapery department of Coxtain's Departmental Store. Shy, polite and eager to please, he had impressed his boss as somebody likely to succeed in his career.

An only child, educated at a boy's school, he was confident on every front except that of the opposite sex. Girls intrigued him, but he'd never had one to call his own. The biological differences had been taught at school, but he had yet to experience any sort of relationship with a female. The prospect of a sexual adventure stimulated his senses but he doubted his capability of carrying it off comfortably.

Sarah had joined the department two weeks ago. Extrovert and provocative, she soon made it clear she considered her role was to challenge all forms of authority. Young and attractive, only a few months older than Joe, she was completely absorbed with sex, spending most of her day attempting to inveigle her colleagues into intimate confession and debate. Her antics should have led to an instant dismissal, but somehow she'd survived up to now.

Diminutive, at less than five foot tall with a tiny frame, she looked little more than a school girl. Pert and bubbly, with a ready grin that sometimes slipped into a sexy pout, there was little doubt of her ability to charm. The large brown eyes set within her tiny oval face were enough to melt any man's heart, while the perfectly proportioned body inflamed every male's libido around her.

* * *

Joe's recall was good as he fantasised her presence beside him. Totally smitten, he was prepared to be her slave in return for the service she was about to provide. He imagined her straddling his groin and impaling herself on his firm flesh while, in fact, he caressed his erection to orgasm before turning over to dream of her.

* * *

Saturday proved to be the crunch.

Sarah turned up for work dressed to kill.

Sporting a low neckline that revealed considerable cleavage and a long skirt split almost to the waist, she was an absolute knockout.

The supervisor made it clear that she considered the rig-out unfitting for the store's image but, since it was the busiest day of the week, had insufficient resources available to remove the youngster from her duties.

Joe was completely captivated from the outset, but became more and more infatuated when she started her antics. At first it was only leaning on the counter sufficiently to make it obvious her breasts were unrestrained by a bra. Then she dropped things, several times, causing her to bend over in front of him with her tits almost falling out of the blouse. Next she fidgeted with the waistband of her skirt, widening the split to reveal a substantial amount of thigh.

Later, when they were alone in the stockroom, she appeared to stumble enough for the skirt to fall completely open and expose the minute satin thong barely covering the intimate zone. She looked quickly to ensure she had his attention and then hooked her thumb under the elastic to remove the tiny triangle down and over her knees.

"Cripes, I nearly lost that up my bum," she sniggered as she stepped out of the strip. "I think I'll be more comfortable with it off."

Joe stared bewitched at the proud lips of her sex that were now exposed for his inspection.

Sarah sat on the floor with her legs outstretched, slowly massaging the hirsute mound and watching her companion carefully for a reaction.

He blushed, trembled and attempted to look away, but his eyes soon returned to focus on her fanny. His breathing laboured as his penis grew, pushing hard at his trouser front.

"It seems you like what you see," she said softly, looking pointedly at the bulge in his trousers. "How about introducing your wicked fellow to my hot little hole?"

"Don't be daft," he gasped, desperately trying to resist the temptation, "we'll get the sack if anyone comes."

"They're all too busy downstairs," she murmured seductively. "The only people likely to be coming is you and me, if you've a mind to give it a go."

"This is neither the time or place," he gibbered anxiously as a noise was heard at the door. "For God's sake, let's get out of here."

Sarah was on her feet with her skirt back in place by the time the supervisor came in to shepherd them back to the queue at the counter.

The rest of the morning passed with Joe being continually harassed by the girl. Rubbing against him at every opportunity, she kept him on the boil with whispered overtures.

- "Did you like the look of my sexy slit?"

- "I've got an itch that needs attention, can we get together to do something 

about it?"

- "Do you fancy a fuck?"

- "I've got a date lunch time, how about making it a threesome? I've always

wondered what two pricks at once would be like!" Poor Joe desperately tried to keep out of the way and ignore her advances, knowing that he could easily succumb and perhaps prejudice his job.

* * *

She left the shop at noon.

He munched on his sandwiches in the staff room, suffering agonies while contemplating what she might be up to with her date.

* * *

Sarah returned late and resumed her attack.

- "Pity you didn't join us, it was great."

- "My legs are still a bit wobbly from several orgasms and I'm still wet where it

counts. How about giving it a wipe for me?"

- "Are you sure you don't want me? I really fancy you!"

The invasion continued until he finally broke down.

"Look. Please leave me alone to do my job," he hissed vehemently. "I'd love to get together with you sometime, but not here!"

"Okay. I'll be in Bluebell Copse tonight at eight," she grinned lasciviously. "You know, behind the car park. Nobody goes there when the store's closed. If you want me, be there."

* * *

It was a warm summer's evening, with the sun throwing exaggerated shadows through the trees as Joe made his way into the copse.

He didn't know what to expect.

Would she be alone, or was this a resumption of her threesome idea?

Did she really fancy him, or was he just the means to an end?

Could he carry it through without making a fool of himself?

He had no answers, but a high level of excited anticipation fermented at his core.

Wearing a modest dress, she was waiting for him on a blanket in a grass covered glade at the centre of the deserted wood.

Alone, Sarah smiled her welcome as he dropped down beside her.

"Thanks for coming. I wasn't sure you would," she whispered quietly. "I thought my behaviour might have turned you off?"

"Well, I did get a bit embarrassed by your direct approach," he admitted, "but I couldn't resist this invitation."

"So, you do fancy me?" The question was nearly lost as she rolled over to place a kiss on his brow.

"Totally," he breathed, putting out his arms to pull her close.

His lips met hers and their tongues danced together while his fingers fumbled with the zip at the back of the dress.

The heat of her body ignited his desire as, finally, he was able to drag her dress down to her hips and caress naked flesh.

Squirming into a position to discard her clothing completely, Sarah then knelt to undress him.

His cock was rigid and ready. Panting, he sat up, rolled her over onto her back and sat staring at the perfection of her slender form. Her long hair was splayed above her head. The sexy pout was replaced by a defensive smile. Erect nipples at her breasts indicated her aroused state while the swell of her belly was instinctively pulled in under his gaze.

Joe could scarcely breathe as he put a tentative hand on her knee and her thighs fell apart, revealing the target of his desire.

He touched it, kissed it, nuzzled it and nearly passed out with excitement.

"Slow down," Sarah warned him, sensing his urgency, "we've got all the time in the world and I want tonight to be special."

"So do I," he choked while introducing his knob to her labia, "this is my first time."

"I thought it probably was," she replied softly, "so let's make it memorable, just in case it's my last one."

The comment did not appear to register as Joe lunged forward, driving his weapon in up to the hilt and immediately ejaculating.

"Oh shit," he exclaimed with remorse, "I guess I was too excited."

"Don't worry about it," Sarah soothed him. "The night is young and you can make it up to me in other ways."

"Anything you want, just show me," he grunted as he withdrew and settled back beside her.

"Give me your finger," the girl instructed. "Put it inside to gather some of the juice you've left behind and then gently rub it on and around the little hard knot at the top."

Joe complied with her request and was thrilled to see the effect it had on his companion.

She sighed, puffed, thrust her pelvis up to increase the pressure, panted and groaned with pleasure.

"That's nice," she managed to mutter between gasps of delight, "but you could replace the finger with your tongue."

Again Joe undertook her direction, managing the transition without letting up on the massage of her clitoris and was surprised to find the taste and smell to his liking. However, he didn't have long to savour it as Sarah soon reached her peak and thrashed through a tumultuous orgasm.

"Well done," she mumbled a few minutes later, "that's the best I've ever had."

The youth revelled in her praise and was turned on by the pleasure he'd been able to provide. His penis was, once more, standing proud.

Sarah eyed the tumescent member and smiled.

"Perhaps I can return the compliment," she whispered suggestively. "Lay back and enjoy it."

Joe's heart lurched as her lips slid over the wet knob and took his shaft deep into her mouth. A combination of her soft mouth and active tongue soon had him squirming with ecstasy, culminating very quickly in a stream of semen into her throat.

They laid together, happy and sated, as the sun went down. The balmy night did nothing to disturb them as they relaxed and gradually slipped into lazy conversation.

"Did you enjoy your initiation into sex?" She purred.

"I sure did," he muttered, "and I'm looking forward to more, 'though I'm sorry I made a hash of things at the beginning."

"It doesn't matter, you more than made up for it."

"So, you weren't kidding when you said it was the best?"

"No, it really was."

"Good," Joe paused and frowned. "What did you mean when you suggested this might be your last time?"

Sarah pursed her lips and thought for a moment.

"Well, none of us can be sure what's in front of us," she drawled. "One thing's certain, my life has got to change, as there must be something more satisfying than drapery and, in any case, I'm only on a casual contract with the shop. Do you know I once considered joining a band of hippies? No, of course you didn't. Don't listen to me, I'm babbling. Do you think you're up to having another try with your dick?"

He hadn't expected a further chance, but his equipment almost leapt to attention at the invitation.

This time he took it easy, gaining penetration in the missionary position and moving his shaft leisurely back and forth until Sarah showed signs of needing more. 

Cautiously, he pressed deeper and increased the tempo.

He heard her moan as she thrust back at him, beginning to buck with the approaching climax and finally let go.

They thrashed together, abandoning any pretence of control, until both were rocked with an orgasm.

* * *

They catnapped for a while and then rejoined, this time with Sarah on top controlling the action.

After dozing in each other's arms for an hour, Joe made it again, this time approaching from the rear with Sarah on her knees.

It was well past midnight when they dressed, with Joe walking her home before falling, exhausted, into his own bed.

* * *

She wasn't at work on Monday.

Joe eventually enquired about her whereabouts and was informed that she'd left her employment last Saturday.

With dismay, he remembered the discussion about the hippies and, all of a sudden, recalled her comments about their session being her last. None of it made any sense, but he was considerably worried about her well-being.

* * *

At noon he went without lunch and, full of trepidation, called at her address.

"Can I speak to Sarah?" He asked the woman he assumed was her mother.

"She's gone. I'm afraid you've missed her," she replied.

"When will she be back?"

"Who knows when she'll be able to visit, if ever," he was informed. "Today is the day that she renounces her past and dedicates the rest of her life to Jesus. She joined the Convent of Saint Mary this morning."



The Initiation



It was a week since she had been sent here; a week in which her life had changed completely. In many ways she was still not clear about what had happened. 

She remembered coming back home one day, to find her house locked and a large suitcase standing on the porch. There was a letter for her from her parents telling her that they had to go away in a hurry and could not make proper arrangements for her. She was to spend the rest of the year with one of her father’s friends in the country. The school had apparently been informed and she was to be picked up in an hour.

Barely had she registered the contents of the amazing letter, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to look into the large muscular back of a stranger, who was walking away with her suitcase. She followed wordlessly, tears streaming down her cheeks. As she got into the pickup van, she tried to look at the man with whom she had to live from now on.

He was in his late thirties, and very well built. She could see the muscles in his arms through the cut of his jacket as he drove. His blond hair covered with a hat and a hint of stubble on his cheek, completed the picture. 

“I got a call from your father today morning when you were at school. He told me about the problems he was facing and I agreed to help him out. You need not worry about the whereabouts of your parents for a while. You will be living with me at my farm till they get in touch again. I am Robert you may call me Rob. I am afraid, I will not be able to send you to school. Let’s see how you can make yourself useful at the farm.” 

The words seemed to hit out at her from nowhere. For the rest of the journey she seemed to hear only the words without making any sense of them; she saw only the words in the letter dancing in front of her eyes and did not know where she was going. Everything had happened too fast for her to understand or even care about what the future had in store. Right now she was working on autopilot.

Rob looked at the dazed face of Elena, with a grim look in his eyes. He knew that her parents had fled the country after embezzling huge amounts from his firm. They had remembered their daughter only at the last minute while fleeing and that as payment for their debts. 

He remembered the deal he had made with her father.  The chance to get away with robbery for the price of an eighteen-year-old’s life. 

Looking at the man’s hungry eyes, his wife’s hunted look, he knew he was doing the girl a favor by getting her away form the clutches of her father. If she had half as good a body as her photographs suggested it would not be long before her father was prostituting her. It had been Rob’s idea to make the mother write the letter and then to wait for her return. 

While Elena looked ahead numbly into the unknown, Rob appraised her body. She was fair and petite. He could see the white sweat soaked blouse sticking to her curves, her bra-free breasts bouncing as the road roughened. The short gym-skirt did nothing to hide those white creamy thighs. A few strands of hair escaped the ponytail and were covering her eyes. 

Despite telling himself again and again that he did not have any intentions to molest the teenager, Rob could not control the bulge in his pants. Within ten minutes of driving, he knew he was going to make good the deal. The teenager was going to pay heavily for her father’s deeds. And her job would start that very night. 

When they reached the farm and Rob stopped the vehicle in front of a gate, Elena came back to reality with a jolt. She looked for the first time around her and knew that life as she knew it was over for good. She had no idea how long they had been driving or how far; whether she was in the same state or not, nothing. She only knew she was Here, wherever that here was. 

As she got out of the pickup; she saw Rob pick up her suitcase; too used to the silence between them, and not trusting her voice, she followed him wordlessly, into a room in the back of the house. She noted that the only entrance to the room was through the main hall. The bathroom (and there was only one in the house) was at the other end of the house, attached to Rob’s room and she would have to walk the entire length of the hall to use it. 

As, she finished unpacking, moving her small stock of clothes into the closet; She saw Rob walk in with a glass of Orange Juice.  

“You must be tired and hungry. Have this, we can talk later,” Rob said as he placed the glass on the table by the bed and walked out. 

Till now Elena had not realized how hungry or thirsty she was. She drained the glass in one gulp and went out to look for more. She saw a pitcher on the kitchen table. She had another glassful and then another. As her hunger was sated for the time, the events of the day hit her and she wanted nothing more than to lie down and cry. She ran into her room and no sooner had her head hit the pillow that she passed out. 

When Rob was sure that Elena would be totally unconscious, he entered the room. He had added a sleeping draught to the juice and while one glass would have helped her sleep for a couple of hours, with the amount she had consumed, Elena was not going to wake up before morning. 

His original intention had been just to help her sleep so she could forget the trauma, but Elena had unwittingly made things bad for herself. While he was planning to seduce her slowly, her unconsciousness only meant that she was going to become his lover this very night. 

He straightened her body and then unbuttoned her blouse feasting his eyes on the creamy white breasts, the small nipples perking up under cold air. He picked Elena up and slipped the blouse off her body. Unhooked the skirt and threw it away too. He was amazed at the reaction the young body laid out in just white cotton panties was having on him. He quickly took off his clothes and then cut away Elena’s panties. 

He pried apart the unconscious girl’s legs, and started playing with the unshaven pussy. As his fingers found her clit, he pressed his mouth to one inviting breast pinching the other nipple with his fingers. Even in her sleep, Elena’s body began to respond.  

As his ministrations became more frenzied, Elena started moaning moving her body more and more into his hands, arching towards his lips, thrusting her hips up to meet the wonderful sensations that the fingers brought to her body. As he noted her involuntary reaction, Rob began playing with her clit, slipping one finger and then two up her cunt. He grunted with satisfaction when his fingers touched the thin wall of her hymen. 

He took Elena’s hands in his own and used it to masturbate his 9 inches thick shaft. When he was sure he could wait no longer, he stopped playing with her clit. By now Elena was close to cumming, though still unconscious. 

Rob pushed his cock head into the waiting hole, sensing the young body arch up to receive the invader. Even though he risked waking her up, his need now was so strong that he drove his entire length into her in one single thrust. He felt the thin wall of her virginity break and her frail body almost jumped into his with the force of the invasion. He drew out of her as he feared she would waken before he was through and then drove into her again as his need overrode all his qualms. 

There was only way out for him now and that was driving him insane as hard as he was thrusting in her. Elena’s tight hot cunt, her helplessness against his assault, her arousal and the reaction of her still unconscious body to her first sexual experience all combined to increase his desire. 

The deeper he thrust in her, the more she seemed to mold to his body.  As he used her body Rob noted with satisfaction when Elena’s soft cries of pain turned to slow moans and then deep grunts to match his pace. As her body adjusted to his penis inside it Elena began moving with him unwittingly helping him rape her. 

When he had first entered her, Rob was sure that he could hold out no longer, but Elena’s cunt made him hornier still, he could fill himself growing larger and larger in her, and then after what seemed like hours to him, he felt himself cumming deep inside her. 

As surge after surge of his seed filled Elena’s body, Rob knew he hadn’t had enough. The night was still young and he wanted to possess every inch of Elena’s body before she awoke. He was going to master her, before she regained control of her faculties. Her body was going to belong to him from that night on and Elena was never to have control over her life again. 

As the thought of possessing her aroused him once again Rob began pounding into Elena’s tight cunt once again. She was wet enough with their combined juices and this time Rob didn’t waste any time trying to please her. 

His lips which till now had been sucking on her breasts starting biting her nipples, chewing them raw, his hands no longer gentle with her body, began to fondle her, pinching her nipples, her thighs; his tongue pushed into her mouth and he started fucking her mouth with his tongue as savagely as he was fucking her body.  

Perversely, now he wanted her to see who her master was. When he felt her body stiffen with her first orgasm, a wild desire in him was satisfied and he came inside her once more.

A few minutes later, he checked up on Elena. She was still unconscious, there was a pool of their mixed cum between her legs with some traces of blood from her hymen. On her breasts and her thighs he could see the marks of his teeth and lips. Her lips were swollen and her nipples were still perked up due to the exposure. 

Rob took some pictures of Elena just as she lay, then he rearranged her body and took some more pictures with close-up shots of her private parts.

Half an hour later he had cleaned up her body and shifted her to his bedroom. As his hands touched her, he could see her body responding to him. Her breasts would perk up, her body arch-up and her legs part all on their own volition. Even though she did not know it, her body had been mastered. 

Rob decided to train Elena to be sex-slave before he let her regain consciousness. It was important to him that this sexy teenager never discovers that she had been used without her consent. 

She had to trust him completely and only him. She had already been betrayed by her parents and she had lost her virginity without discovering the pleasures of a sexual union. Now if she was to live with him she had to believe that Rob was her only protection in this world. 

Rob was, therefore, going to keep her drugged and train her body, so when she did awaken she would think it was she who seduced him, not the other way round.

He checked on her vital signs and then raised her up to lean against him. In her drugged state he fed her and then put her to sleep. The food contained the pills he had added to her juice and were only going to ensure that Elena did not wake up before Rob wanted. They were not going to harm her body in any way, only ensure that she remain in a dreamless sleep. 

Rob then setup monitors around the room to constantly check her blood pressure and heart rate as well as other vital signs so she would be completely safe. He then set to work in that room. He changed the curtains to thick black drapes, and covered all the windowpanes with dark paper. 

Then he set up an elaborate system of cameras around the room so every movement in the room was recorded. The monitors he set up in his living room. He connected the instruments monitoring Elena’s health with an alarm system, so he would be instantly alerted in case he inadvertently gave her a higher dosage than she could digest. 

Once Elena’s well being was ensured, Rob slept next to her holding her in his arms. 

The enslavement of Elena’s body would begin in the morning.



The Initiation Ceremony



FRIDAY A.M

"Don't forget I'm out at Carrie's hen party tonight." Jo said, as she was just leaving for work.

"Carrie, your secretary?"

"That's right, Carrie my very sexy secretary."

"Will you kiss a girl and like it?"

"You wish!"

"A boy can fantasise."

"Well let's hope Carrie's got some nice fantasy games lined up. Or a male stripper or two."

And with that last remark my wife disappeared into her day. Leaving me with a raging hard on. I was taking a much needed holiday, Jo hadn't got any vacation days left to take and there was no DIY jobs that needed doing in the house.

So, as the saying goes, the devil finds work for idle hands.

I opened Jo's laptop and looked at her history page. Pretty standard stuff...cute cottages by the sea, fashion trends, Style magazine, dozens of medical related sites (Jo's a doctor), M & S, holiday destinations, iPlayer, SKY TV, shoe shops (dozens of them too), Facebook, Literotica, hotels, trip advisor...hold on. What the hell is 'Literotica'?

I opened the tab and discovered a website dedicated to erotic literature. My penis, which had become flaccid, suddenly sprung to life again. Especially when I saw that my wife had created a username - Dr Luverotica - and had created a profile page for herself.

Trembling I clicked on her profile and saw a brief biographical sketch, a list of favourite stories and...a picture of her dressed in a black micro skirt with fishnet stockings and hot red panties clearly visible. My cock was now throbbing and I couldn't resist giving it a quick squeeze through my pyjamas. My wife looked like a little hottie. Her blue eyes sparkled in the picture, her blonde hair bounced teasingly on her shoulders and her gorgeous smile was both flirtatious and naughty. She was wearing a pink shirt that had the top three buttons undone so that her ample cleavage, though covered in a red lace trimmed balcony bra, was wonderfully inviting. 

Now I pulled my cock out from underneath my pjs and started gently stroking it. Maybe I should have been angry by what Jo was getting up to behind my back, she's always been incredibly conservative in the bedroom, though her remarks this morning before she left for work had become the norm over recent weeks, so instead I felt strangely turned on and excited. If my wife was indulging in some erotic literature that had to be good for our relationship. Didn't it?

I clicked on another tab and it sent me to her own, and, as yet, unfinished story: A Witch's Paradise...

The story opened in Jo's office, she described firstly what she was wearing...basically the same outfit she had on in her profile picture together with some black leather high heels. Then she described OUR sex life..."routine, predictable, a bit dull, but generally okay..." I was upset, but had to keep reading. "Thing is I love Dan, adore him actually, but he has no fantasies or none he's sharing with me and I've found myself becoming more and more attracted to some of the drug reps who come to sell me their latest product." 

Shit! That can't be good. I don't want to lose Jo. She is gorgeous, I just never knew she was...kinky. I continued to read torn between feeling angry, concerned and upset, but also drawn in by her simple, hypnotic and somewhat arousing narrative..."Jamie would be a good candidate I guess. He's ten years younger than me, athletic, blonde, extremely attractive, but I'm also increasingly fond of older men...Gavin the radiologist with his huge hands that can only mean one thing and Maurice, the porter, who is always checking me out. Yes, be nice to feel either of those or all three of those hunks between my legs..."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I had to read that passage over and over again, trying to make sense of it. You see, these guys were real. I heard Jo mention them on more than one occasion. This wasn't fiction - it was a blend of fantasy and reality. And it was scaring the shit out of me..."Yes, be nice to feel either of those hunks or all three of them between my legs..." Fuck! But what I read next brought my cock immediately back to life...

"But I've also started noticing Carrie, my secretary a lot more. I love her brown eyes and stark, raven coloured black hair, her fit body and large sexy ass that's nearly as big as mine. She dresses so sexily for work. I feel strangely compelled to do the same. She's ridiculously flirtatious with all the doctors (including me), even though she's getting married soon, and I've started fantasying about feeling her lips on mine and having her hands on my tits..." 

Wow! Jo had my full attention now. my cock was straining for relief, I could feel my ball sac firing up like a piston engine. Fucking hell, this was so fucking naughty, but so fucking hot.

"Carrie's a witch and I wonder, sometimes if she's cast a spell on me. For ever since she became my secretary a few months ago I've noticed a real change in my thinking and in my behaviour. I've started reading and watching porn and imagining Dan and I dressing as tarts or maids or witches. I'd love to see Dan dressed as a hot sissy in stockings and panties and a basque. And I can't stop watching The Rocky Horror film and visualizing Dan getting fucked by a tranny..."

Suddenly, it all clicked. Jo had insisted we watch The Rocky Horror film last weekend and afterwards we'd had our best sex in ages...she was probably fantasying about me dressed in her lingerie being shagged by a fucking tranny. Shit. Where the hell is this leading? And why do I feel so fucking aroused?

"I wonder if I could persuade Josh, my gay manager, to join us in a menage a trois? Oh how fucking hot would it be to see my hubby kissing another guy? The two of them wearing lipstick and dressed like slutty maids? And then Josh, fucking Mr Muscle that he is, could fuck me in front of my sissy hubby..."

My hands were shaking now. I've never been attracted to guys in my life. But reading my wife's words was like drinking some stupefying concoction. I took her laptop upstairs with me and went into our bedroom. I removed my pyjamas and pulled out a pair of Jo's panties - a pink frilly pair. I didn't put them on, but instead wrapped them round my cock. I loved the feel of the material as it glided up and down the length of my raging penis. 

"Carrie's just interrupted my thoughts. She came in to invite me to her hen party. She looks stunning this morning, so sassy in her black skirt and simple white shirt. Her hair resting effortlessly on her shoulders and her scarlet lip gloss inviting a kiss. When she handed over the invitation and gave me a hug it was all I could do to resist seducing her on my office table. And she knew it - she blew me a kiss on the way out. Now I'm typing this with one hand, my other is stroking the gusset of my damp panties. I need relief so badly..."

Huge fucking ditto, I thought, unable to contain my need for release any longer. My cum sprayed Jo's pink frillies with jets of salty liquid. Afterwards I showered, put the pink frillies and some other stuff in the washing machine, went for a walk, and took in a movie. But when I got back I felt ridiculously turned on again.

FRIDAY P.M

I opened up Jo's laptop again...and read the final couple of paragraphs of her unfinished story...

"When I tore open the envelope containing Carrie's invitation, a small, folded sheet of paper fell out of the envelope. On it Carrie had scrawled the following message: 

Jo, you know I practice witchcraft. My main interest is sex and lust spells. I have quite the success rate. You are the sexiest 40 year old I've ever known and I've been attracted to you ever since we met. I want to eat you for supper, to feel your hot lips on mine. I want to take you to my bedroom and seduce you all night long...I see a fire in you that needs to be stoked. A rampant desire for lust and sex with lots of people. But you'll need to become a dominatrix at home first and turn your hubby into a sissy plaything. This is actually very easily done. I can teach you the chant, the spell you'll need to use. Ask me anytime. And soon we can be lovers and have men fucking us both whenever we want. Please join me in my witch's paradise. Your friend and soon to be lover. Carrie xx

"Oh Carrie...my lover? How amazing would that be..."

Fucking hell! That's where it tailed off. I wanted to scream. I wanted to shout. I wanted...I wanted to watch!

It was now 8pm - Jo would already be on her way to Carrie's hen party. I needed to find out where it was and crash the party. Stealthily of course. But I had to be there. If my wife was going to get seduced tonight by another woman -as I suspected she was - I wanted, needed, to see it. I didn't feel even an ounce of jealousy. And the stuff about a spell, what a load of fucking nonsense. But, hey, if they believed it and wanted to act on it, that was okay with me. Besides I did feel excited by the thought of becoming Jo's sissy little tranny sex slave. In fact, so turned on was I by that thought that I decided to go and try on Jo's underwear. 

The first thing I did, after removing all my clothes, was look at Jo's profile picture again. Wow, she looked so sexy. So hot. So naughty. Shaking all over I reached into her underwear draw and pulled out a pair of vintage black knickers. Jo often wears these for work - as she indicated herself - she has a fucking big sexy ass - and I knew therefore however excited I got -my cock would be hidden in the satin material. When I pulled the panties over my own ass and tucked my cock inside it was like I'd found treasure. The feeling was intensely exciting. I was instantly aroused. Why have I never done this before? 

I wanted to keep going - adding a bra, stockings and even some lipstick. But I knew if I did that I'd never leave the house. So I simply dressed in trousers (my jeans barely covered the top of the vintage knickers) and a white cotton shirt. 

Now I had to find out where the party was. I thought about ringing Jo under the pretension of picking her up later to find out where it was taking place. But I knew that would arouse suspicion. Jo had called me earlier in the day and told me not to wait up.."I'll be late. So I'll jump a cab." It was then that I had a piece of luck. Jo had left the invitation on the mantelpiece. And there was Carrie's address emblazoned upon it. 

Tucking the card in my pocket I went outside. Jo and I live in an apartment block so I had to go down in the lift to the garage. I was still shaking when I got there and dropped my keys by my vehicle. I kept thinking someone would just look at me and know I was wearing my wife's knickers, but I couldn't turn back now. I really did feel like I was under some hypnotic trance. And the panties felt so lovely against my cock and ball sac. No, I was committed now. Come what may.

I entered Carrie's address on my SatNav. It was going to take a good three quatrers of an hour to get there. But the time went fast. I kept picturing my wife on her back, Carrie bent over her wearing a starp-on dildo and fucking my wife senseless as I watched from a wardrobe rubbing my panty clad cock. 

CARRIE'S PLACE

Carrie lived in a beautiful rural location. In fact, though I managed to eventually find the place - my SatNav went crazy for a while and I had to leave my car and head across a field to a great big fucking country estate. Whoever she was marrying must be rolling in it I thought. 

I tread really carefully fearing setting off some alarm or a pack of feral dogs. But all was good. There was only peace and tranquility. At first I thought I'd come to the wrong place as much of the house was in darkness. But then I spotted my wife's car. I had no idea what I was going to say to Jo if I bumped into her. But I had her Literotica account as some leverage so I reasoned I could bluff my way out of any difficult predicament. 

By now, though still acutely nervous, I had enough courage to simply try the front door. It opened without making a creak or a whine. I was inside. Still, there was no sound coming from anywhere. I was perplexed. Maybe they've all gone out somewhere else? But no, for suddenly I heard a fain chanting. It was coming from behind a door halfway down the hallway.

I removed my shoes and leaving them in the entrance for a quick escape, crept ever closer to the origin of the chanting. I opened the door everything within me begging it not to need oiling. I got my wish it was as a quiet as the front door. 

The chanting grew louder. And I heard male voices mixed in with lots of female ones. The chant was indistinct, but its melodic rhythm beckoned me on down the stairs. I followed the voices until I reached the bottom. now I could see candlelight and as I crouched trying to hide in the darkened areas I saw at least a dozen stockinged legs and flowing red capes. Intrigued I looked up and saw an altar and there my wife laying on a bed of cushions being fondled by hands and mouths her breasts exposed, her nipples inflamed. She was sighing with pleasure. Anxiety gave way to arousal. Then the chanting stopped.

"He has arrived."

It was Carrie's voice. We'd spoken numerous times on the phone. A series of dim electrical lights were suddenly switched on. Now I saw, underneath their capes, everyone was dressed in stockings, panties and a basque, including several men.

"Bring him here." It was Carrie again. Two of the men approached me. I didn't struggle as they took me by my arms and led me into the inner chamber. I passed my wife who simply smiled and licked her lips. The guys placed their hands on my shoulders so I would kneel in front of Carrie.

"Remove his clothes...but leave his panties on."

How the fuck did she know I was wearing panties? I was beginning to think there was something to this witchcraft stuff after all.

"Daniel, put these on...and this." 

Carrie handed me a pair of sheer black stockings, a basque...and some red lip gloss. I followed her orders completely feeling under her spell now. But still a willing participant.

"Good. Now turn round and show your wife."

For the first time I could properly see Jo now. She looked stunning. Like me she was dressed in stockings and panties. and was wearing a similar red-coloured lipstick. She looked hot as hell. 

"Told you we could do it, Jo." 

"I always believed you Carrie."

"Daniel you may kiss your wife."

I kissed Jo passionately - she responded like a dog on heat. I'd never seen her like this. Time seemed meaningless. All there was was the pleasure and the sexy narcotic of this weird experience. I found I wanted to indulge her every fantasy. However depraved it might be. 

"That's enough for now Daniel. Leave some for the rest of us."

I turned and faced Carrie again. She looked every inch the sexy witch she was trying to portray. 

"Now Daniel. Tonight, both you and your wife are going to be initiated into my harlot's coven. Once the ceremony is over you will be Jo's sex slave. Whatever she wants she can have. Any man. Any woman. You must do everything she asks of you and that starts right here, right now. Do you understand?"

"Yes. I want to serve. I want to be my wife's sissy tranny sex slave." My voice felt disembodied. Ethereal. Like it was coming from another world, or some lunatic parallel universe in which I was a pervert.

"Good. Then let us begin the ceremony. Jamie, Gavin and Maurice step forward please."

These were the guys I'd read about. The guys Jo found attractive. As They removed their huge, vibrant cocks from their panties I heard Jo purr with delightful expectation.

"Daniel, Jamie is going to fuck your wife now on this bed behind me. You are going to kneel on the bed and let Gavin fuck you in the ass and you and Jo together are going to give oral sex to Maurice. Jo will give you further instructions."

"Yes mistress." It was the first time I had called Carrie that, she nodded her approval. 

Jo and I climbed on the bed, we shared a long sensuous kiss before raising our ass's in the air giving access to Gavin and Jamie. Jamie looked like a male model. I knew Jo was about to have the best sex she'd ever had. But I felt no jealousy. Carrie had put me, perhaps both of us under a spell. And even as I watched the young stud bury his cock in my wife's enlarged, swollen pussy I felt only a thrilling perverted excitement. A hunk was fucking my wife and I was loving it.

I felt some lubrication on my anus and then the unfamiliar throbbing pulse of a man's cock glide into me. Jo turned her head to see it happen her reaction was pure lust.

"That's it, Gavin fuck my sissy hubby with your gorgeous cock. Give him every last fucking inch of your manliness while Jamie fucks me into oblivion."

Both men responded to Jo's expletives by powering through the gears. I thought my ass was going to rip into as Gavin repeatedly thrust like a man demonically possessed. But slowly I got used to the sensation and started to really enjoy myself. That acted as a catalyst and Jo and I kept exchanging Maurice's stiff lovely 7 inches between our mouths hungrily deep throating him in an attempt to be the one to bring him to an eruption. Jo, feeling Jamie's manly cock pulsing to the finish line, sucked more greedily than I did and a few moments I watched her mouth burst with Maurice's cum. A desperate desire came over me and I instantly and deliriously kissed my wife - she understood immediately what I wanted and flicked her tongue and saliva and thereby, Maurice's salty ejaculation into my mouth. It felt hot, sticky, salty, delicious. I craved more of it. At that moment Gavin and Jamie gave a few final thrusts and Jo's pussy and my virgin ass were flooded with more creamy liquid. 

Immediately I turned my wife over and like a demented succubus put my head into her gaping pussy and licked and sucked Jamie's deposit onto my tongue and into my mouth. Jo begged me for some and once we exchanged a salty french kiss. The two of us were now overcome with lust and the desire for release.

"Fuck Jamie, darling, Fuck the guy who just fucked your wife. Jamie bend over and let my fucking sissy hubby fuck your ass. Let him run his hands over your stockings and basque, and do the same to him you gorgeous sexy hunk."

Watching me, her sissy hubby, fuck another guy. Flick and suck his nipples and kiss his lovely mouth while caressing his cock, drove my wife insane. She needed an orgasm and she needed it now. That's when Carrie led over James, a back surgeon (I'd heard Jo talk about him frequently and had always suspected she had a thing for him). Jo appeared just as shocked as he did, when she saw him approaching her pussy, his massive 8 inch cock glistening like a thoroughbred in the moonlight that now filled the room.  

"James." She cried out. "Oh fuck, Dan. This is James. I've always wanted him to fuck me."

James smiled. I replied on his behalf.

"James fuck my wife. Fuck her tonight. Fuck her tomorrow. Fuck her anytime you want you gorgeous guy. And you can fuck me too."

My wife giggled with delight at this and then Carrie started kissing her lips and running her hands over my wife's tits as James slid into Jo and start thrusting. This was too much for me. Watching this gorgeous older man sliding in and out of my wife's pussy, his red silky crotchless panties nearly touching my face as we moved simultaneously and watching Carrie tease my wife with her tongue was forcing me deeper and deeper into Jamie's gorgeous ass. I loved the feel of his sheer, glossy stockings against mine and how hot he looked in his basque. I kept reaching round so I could kiss him and Jo loved watching our lip gloss get licked by the other as our frantic desire grew to breaking point. 

I took Jamie's cock in my hand, it had grown huge and stiff again, and started rubbing it. He loved this and kissed me more frantically running his hands inside my stockings which made Jo and I scream and squirm with ecstasy. Carrie was now kneeling over Jo, her clitoris being licked and sucked by my hot. naughty, gorgeous wife. Behind us we could hear the rest of the partygoers fucking each other as Carrie's hen party turned into a fucking big orgy. 




The Initiation Ceremony



Soon people started crying out with pleasure. The decibels got louder and louder. On our bed Carrie reached the point of no return first, Jo expertly flicking her tongue at Carrie's clitoris until the soon to be wed sexy witch could take no more. Her reaction led to Jo grabbing James' ass urging him to fuck her off the planet. One, two, three more thrusts and they exploded together setting off a chain reaction. I felt Jamie's cock twitch in my hand and as it streamed out Carrie did her best to catch some of it so she and Jo could share a cum kiss. That last act was the final straw for me.

"Fuck Jo. I'm cumming. Your sissy tranny hubby is cumming in a guy for the first time and I fucking love it. Aarghhhhhh!!"

THE CHANT

Since that evening Jo has transformed me into her sissy sex slave. Most Friday and Saturday nights are taken up with visits fro hunky drug reps and junior doctors who come over to our apartment to fuck my wife and I over and over again. Jo normally dresses me as a french maid or a naughty nurse. I love women's underwear. I love who we've become. Watching a guy in lingerie fuck your wife knowing he's going to do the same to you later that same evening is such a massive turn on.

Before we left Carrie's hen party I swore an allegiance to her and, more importantly, to Jo. I promised to Carrie to be a sissy tranny the rest of my life and I promised Jo she could fuck anyone she wanted. I love it when she fucks older men especially dressing them in her underwear. They generally take longer to climax. And watching a guy slide his big fat cock into your wife for 15-20 minutes whilst wearing panties is the biggest turn on of all. Sometimes I've even fucked him wearing a pair of Jo's silky crotchless panties at the same he is fucking her pussy. 

Carrie did cast a spell on Jo. And Jo in turn got me to cast a spell on her (my wife). It's a dangerous spell to use on your wife, but she's asked me to share it with you guys in the hope other wives can fuck men whenever they want and turn their hubbies into little sissy trannies. Oh and do tell her what you'd like her to do to her. We both like reading about that now. 

TURN MY WIFE INTO A BIG COCK LOVER

SO SHE CAN TURN ME INTO A BIG COCK SUCKER

MAY SHE HAVE SEX WITH LOTS OF GUYS

AND MAKE ME WEAR STOCKINGS ON MY THIGHS

PANTIES TOO, SILK AND SATIN I MUST WEAR

AS THOSE GUYS FUCK BOTH ME AND HER

Chant 3 times twice a day especially at night so she will be possessed by lust in her dreams and wake desiring to make those dreams come true.

Oh and finally, it's Carrie wedding next week. We're both going as bridesmaids!



The Initiation Ch. 01



It began six months ago. My wife Susan and I had just moved into the area as I had been relocated due to my recent promotion at work. We are both in our early thirties, with no children and a great sex life. My wife is 5'6" tall, measuring 38D-26-35 and has dark black hair and is drop dead gorgeous. She literally stops traffic wherever we go, especially when we are at the beach. I am 6' tall, 185 pounds, keep myself in shape and despite my slight build, have an 8" cock that is also almost as thick as my wrist. Needless to say, we do enjoy a very thorough sex life. 

When we first moved in, our neighbors, Donna and Ray were the first ones to make us feel at home in our new surroundings. Like us, they had no children. We went to dinner, to the theatre and to the beach with them. We became the four Musketeers. It was at the beach one day, after too much drinking, that I had confessed to our friends that without children we had ample opportunities, in our previous location, to enjoy as much sex as we wanted, even taking it as far as being part of a "swing" club. "Bob," my wife said to me, "How could you say this in front of Donna and Ray?" "I guess it was too much beer," as I began to apologize for what I thought made them feel uneasy. 

Both Donna and Ray started to laugh out loud. "I knew something was a little different about both of you. The way you touch each other in public, stealing little kisses and touches when you do not think anyone is watching," said Donna. "Bob didn't embarrass you?" Susan asked. "Not at all," remarked Ray. "In fact, we were trying to find the right way to ask whether or not you enjoyed a little extra with your sex life?" Donna continued. Donna, who by the way, is a blond knockout with measurements of 36D-24-36 is the same age as Susan, then rambled, "You see, Ray and I have had this open marriage since we got married some 10 years ago. In fact there is nothing that we both have not done individually and/or together when it comes to sex. We love the way we have the ability to please ourselves and, at the same time, share that pleasure with our friends." 

"It was natural for us" exclaimed Ray "to try and find a place where we can enjoy sex without the regular hang-ups. We may have found a way to do this, and would you be willing to hear about this?" "I think I am getting too worked up just thinking about this right now," whispered Susan to me. "Can we discuss this when we get home?" 

Seeing our apprehension, as we had only met Ray and Donna about three months prior to our day at the beach, Ray asked "How about joining us for dinner? You guys come to our house around 6 tonight and we will share our secrets with you." 

Susan and I agreed to meet for dinner. I do not think I can remember the rest of the day at the beach except to fantasize about having my cock imbedded in Donna's cunt, while Donna was eating out my wife, who was giving Ray a blowjob. 

If there were any second thoughts about joining Donna and Ray for dinner ended when we got home. It did not take me all of three minutes to rip off Susan's bathing suit, and with no preliminaries, shove my cock, doggy-style into my wife's well-lubricated cunt. As my wife keeps her dark bush well trimmed, it was easy to find her clitoris, which, by the time I entered her, was sticking straight up from the wisps of black pussy hair. "Oh my God, I am so hot. You bastard, you did this to me," panted my wife, as I held nothing back. I was sawing in and out of her cunt and with every stroke; her wailing became a little louder.

"Fuck me; oh please fuck me with your big cock. I can't get enough of your cock. My God, you are tearing me in two and I love it!! After what seemed to be minutes in this position, Susan was so close to cumming that I thought she could use some assistance. I gently, rubbed the head of her clit with my right forefinger and at the same time inserted my left forefinger into her asshole. She bucked and moaned, "Please help me cum. Oh please, it feels so good!" All it took was for me to thrust into her cunt once more along with my finger on her clit and one in her asshole, she screamed loud enough to wake up the dead. "I'm cummmmmmmiiiiinnnnngggg. Yes! Yes! Yes!! I'm cummmmminnng, Oh, Oh, Oh God!" as her body shook as I roared, "Me too!" as I let out about what appeared to be one week's worth of cum, into my wife's soaked cunt. All this in five minutes. 

After she recovered from her cum, Susan was not shy about letting me know that she was eager to hear what our friends had to say. "I think it would be great if this worked out. I have noticed you staring at Donna." "Can you blame me? She has a great set of tits, and perhaps she would even be a natural blond. I am sure you have fantasized about Ray" "You're right. I have. Ever since Donna told me that Ray loves to eat her cunt for hours at a time and then fuck her until she screams." 

"Are you trying to get me hard again, because if you are, you are doing a good job of it?" "We don't have time for more. We will be late for dinner." "Fuck dinner. We can be fashionably late." With that I spread my wife's legs and dove in to eat her pussy. She came almost immediately. And for good measure, came again. With that, I placed my cock by the entrance to her already soaked cunt and proceeded to fuck my wife. Not make love. Fuck her again. Like I did only a few minutes before. It took both of us all of three minutes for us to cum together. 

At 6:00 PM we arrived at Donna and Ray's house. Set off the road, just as our house is, we were welcomed by our hosts with drinks in their hands and a plateful of chilled shrimp. "You guys look great. The sun really did wonders for you. Susan, I love the outfit you are wearing," exclaimed Donna. 

We were surprised to see another couple at dinner. We were introduced to Chuck and Marie. Chuck looked as though he stepped out of QC magazine. Tall and handsome, similar to Donna's husband in looks and in size, both being around 6'2" tall. Lean and rugged looking. Marie fit right in with Susan and Donna. Red hair, great legs, and a body that one could die for. She had a very slim waist, which made her ample breasts look even more imposing. She too had lacked modesty as her outfit showed off her best assets, with a top with a plunging neckline to a skirt that was even shorted than Susan's. 

Chuck and Ray worked for the same engineering firm. We found out that Chuck and Marie lived in the next town over. Over drinks we fast became friends. At dinner, it was hard to keep a conversation going over dinner as each of our wives paraded in front of us, serving the different courses. With their outfits leaving little to the imagination, I am sure there were 3 guys with erections throughout the meal. Thank goodness, none of us had to get up. 

After dinner we moved into the family room. As the girls entered behind us I heard Donna yell, "Susan told us what happened when you guys got back from the beach. That's okay Bob, Ray and I felt the same way." 

"Tell us what happened with you and Ray," chimed Marie. "We were so hot from Susan and Bob telling us about how they belonged to a swing club where they previously lived, I had fantasized about the scene." 

"With Susan getting royally fucked by Bob and other men at the same time, that by the time we got home, I was all over Ray. I ripped his clothes off and then began first to suck his cock, and then I impaled myself on his 10" masterpiece," stated Donna. "I must have cum in three minutes."

I could see that Susan had become a little embarrassed with Donna's story; however, she stood up and took a bow! She was greeted by applause from all of us. Chuck started to speak. "Susan and Bob, you may wonder why Donna shared her sexual exploits with you. 

First, let me tell you that after I tell you a little about my wife and myself and the club we started, if you feel uncomfortable, we will end the conversation at that point. Agreed. Good. Marie and I started a swing club about 4 years ago. We had mutual friends in the area and all of us had one common bond. We love sex and we loved sex with multiple partners. We have a big enough house, set off in the woods, that it ensures total privacy. 

We do not seek out members. Friends often refer members to us. The club is very exclusive, with only 20 couples holding membership. However, the members of the club are all very sexual. This is not a club for one to "watch the action." In order to become members there is an initiation process that usually weeds out those unworthy of becoming members. Would you like to hear a little more about us?" 

I looked over at Susan, who in her own way, gave me a very small nod of her head indicating that she was interested in going further. "Tell us what we need to do in order to be considered for membership," I asked. "Yesterday, Donna and Ray began the process. Even though we worked together, Ray did not know about our club until I was sure he and Donna could handle the information. 

Let's begin by viewing a short video." With that, Chuck inserted a videotape into the VCR. The lights were turned down low, and the tape began playing. Susan was on my right and Marie on my left. Donna was sandwiched between her husband and Chuck. The video was a commercial for sex. "This is what our parties are like." There were men and women with multiple partners, women with women all engaged in loud raucous sex. The movie was very graphic, and from what I was viewing it must have had an effect on all of us.

First, Susan began to fondle her tits as well as place on hand inside her skirt. Marie then turned to me and gave me a kiss that I felt down to my tonsils. The movie also affected Donna as she was quickly stripped by Chuck and Ray, and then mounted by Ray while giving her husband a blowjob. At least one of my fantasies came true. 

Donna was a natural blonde, although her bush was neat; there were some out of place cunt hairs. Donna was moaning and gasping for air as Chuck imbedded his cock into her wet cunt. Donna had trouble keeping her mouth glued to Ray's cock as Chucks fucking made her scream, "More, please more fucking." I need to be fucked by your large cock. Please, I will do anything to be fucked. Oh yes!" 

Her husband moved away, wanting to see how Donna would cum. He was not disappointed when she let out a scream that could be heard for miles. Chuck turned Donna over onto her back and continued his fucking. Just as Chuck was planting his seed on her massive tits, Donna was in another world. Every nerve must have been touched, as she roughly played with her tits, pulling on her distended nipples crying out, "I am almost there, please just a little more, please, oh please, ah yes, I'm there...Oh, I am cummmminnnng, I am cummminnnnngg, I am cummmmmminnng!" Bob took Chuck's place and before Donna could relax, he was fucking her. In and out. In and out. 

"Not again, oh please I cannot take anymore cock." Bob was deaf to her pleas and continued to fuck his wife from behind. He turned her over, and entered her in the missionary position, raised her legs and once again, began to fuck her. This time, Donna turned into one crazed sex toy. She could not get enough of her husband's cock. "Oh, I love to fuck. I love to fuck...Please give me your cock, all of your cock. I am about to explode." And then she did. She had never cum like this before. As Donna slumped to the floor Chuck and Ray stared at the scene in front of them. 

Not to be outdone, Marie, turned to Susan, ripped off her blouse and gave her a tongue bath on her nipples. Susan's nipples are very sensitive; often she can come by my just sucking on them. Marie was an expert; biting, pinching pulling them in every direction and finally sucking on each nipple. In no time, my wife was moaning, and tried to put her hands into her own skirt to play with herself in order to speed her cum. Marie would not have any of this. 

She pulled out, God only knows from where, a scarf which she immediately placed over my wife's hands and tied them in such a way, to the back of the couch that Susan could not move. Basically, her hands were above her head, she was topless and moaning from the tonguing Marie was giving her. "You have not enjoyed anything like I am going to give you during the next few minutes," exclaimed Marie as she ripped off my wife's skirt, leaving her in only her thong panties. 

Marie scooted over to me and whispered in my ear, "At the appropriate time, I am going to ask you to fuck me. When I ask you to do this, there are to be no preliminaries. Take me from behind, and fuck me. I have no panties on, and I am soaking wet. Just fuck me and cum inside of me when I tell you to. Understand?" I could only nod. 

Marie, once again began lusting on Susan's tits. One minute later, the familiar cry of Susan having an orgasm permeated the air. Then Marie started to eat Susan through her thong! Susan went wild. Her nipples became diamond hard, lunging toward the ceiling crying out to be touched. "Touch me, my nipples, please touch me." Marie complied while eating Susan through her panties. She stopped long enough to tear the panties from Susan and in the same motion, planted her face into Susan's sex. 

She immediately found Susan's engorged clitoris and began licking with the flat part of her tongue. Up and down, up and down, while still pinching Susan's nipples. "Oh my God," Susan yelled as she had her second orgasm. Marie would not let up. While she continued to lick her clit, she removed her hands from her tits, only to place, at first one finger, then two fingers up my wife's soaked cunt. She was rough on Susan's clit, then soft as she only flicked at it with the tip of her tongue. 

Then Marie found what she was looking for as her fingers found Susan's G-spot. She thrust her fingers in the right spot and that drove Susan wild. Marie lifted her face from my wife's cunt and spoke. "Bob, fuck me now but do not cum until you are told, otherwise I will stop what I am doing with your wife and I will take your cock out of my cunt!" 

I pulled up Marie's skirt. My second fantasy was true. She was a natural red head. However, while Susan and Donna had some hair on their cunts, Marie had a virtual forest. Her bush extended from her ass hole up over her mound and almost to her belly button. It was thick and unruly. I was truly impressed and horny. It had been a while since I had fucked a "natural" woman. 

I shoved my cock into a very soaked pussy and began to fuck her in earnest when I heard Marie say to my wife, "Susan, I am going to make you have multiple orgasms in the next few minutes. Don't fight it, enjoy it while you husband fucks me." My wife could only whimper and say, "Please put your tongue back on my clit, your fingers are driving me crazy. I want to cum so bad. Please don't make me wait." 

Marie smiled and continued her assault on my wife, but with a twist. "Ray and Chuck come here and each of you take one of her nipples and suck on it while I eat her pussy and play with her cunt. Donna, who by now had reasonably recovered, "Come here and lightly touch Susan's clit with your tongue." As each of them took their place next to my wife, Susan was wild eyed with anticipation. Like clockwork, each of them began their tasks of pleasing my wife. 

At the same time, I was doing all I could from not cumming into Marie's very hairy cunt. 

The explosion that rocked the room was unbelievable. Susan's eyes opened wide as every orifice in her body was receiving attention. Marie had somehow placed on of her fingers into Susan's ass. Susan was not in control of her senses as every suck on her nipples, every twitch on her clit caused minor orgasms. She was being set up for one massive final climax. Finally, after about 30 minutes of non-stop action, Susan's entire body began to shake and she began to convulse as orgasm after orgasm racked her body. 

She was crying, yelling and pleading, "Enough, let me cum, oh my God, I am on fire. Please let me cum. Marie turned to me and smiled, saying only, "You can cum anytime you want." I am glad those word were spoken as I could not hold out any longer. With one final thrust, I came deep inside Marie's soaked hairy pussy, saving a little to drip onto her bush. At the same time, Marie began climaxing, so did Susan who finally had the orgasm of a lifetime. Every sexual part of her body was racked by uncontrollable spasms of ecstasy. She came like Marie promised, like never before in her life. Susan was spent, as were we all. 

It took all of us about an hour to recover. Susan was aglow as was Donna and even Marie felt great. No one moved to retrieve his or her clothes. It was Chuck who spoke first. "We came to dinner, not knowing what to expect. Oh yes, while Donna and Ray had told us about your discussion of earlier today, we truly needed to be sure, if you wanted to become a member of our club. That you were both uninhibited when it came to sex." 

"From what I just saw and participated in, you would be great members for our special group. I know that it may be hard to make a decision about going to through the initiation, but our next membership meeting is in one month, and if you want to be considered at that time, I need to provide you with some last details. Donna and Ray are going to take part of the initiation next month as well. What are your thoughts?" 

"I have never, ever, had sex like this. Ever," Susan said as she rose to one knee and move quietly over to where Marie was seated. "I want to thank you for the past hour or so of pleasure", she said to Marie, as she bent forward and gave Marie a very soulful kiss. Susan looked at me with more lust in her eyes and stated, "I think I can speak for my husband when I say that we would consider it an honor to be considered for membership. There is just one thing I need to do before you tell us what we must do for the initiation meeting." 

"What's that," stated Chuck. Without warning, Susan pounced on Marie, pinned her arms under her back and then she attacked Marie, and stated, "I must have a taste of that hairy pussy! I am so turned on by that thick bush of red hair that I want to run my tongue in and our and over your cunt." With that, Susan splayed open Marie's legs. We all got to look at the enormous bush of unruly red-hair that covered the sex and then some I was even more impressed as Marie's cunt hair, naturally red, started just below her belly button, and continued down her mound and back to her ass hole. 

Not only was it unruly, it was so thick that it was, indeed a mound. Susan wasted no time as she placed three fingers inside Marie's cunt and place a lip lock on her clit. She was a machine in overdrive. During the next five minutes, she gave Marie her "thank you." She ate Marie's cunt, up and down, inside and out, splitting the hair, finger fucking her, until Marie was gasping for air. Marie tore open her blouse to expose a huge set of tits. We came to find out that they were 40DD in size with nipples so large that two could have feasted on them. 

In fact, that is what Susan yelled to Ray and me. We both locked our lips on those nipples while massaging her tits with our hands. Donna came over to lend us a hand by French kissing Marie. Chuck positioned himself behind my wife and as Susan was making Marie shout in ecstasy, Chuck slammed his cock into my wife's cunt. Finally, the climax came with Marie humping her cunt on Susan's face, as Susan fingered her to what was probably her fourth orgasm. Susan was now at the mercy of Chuck who, with his large cock, both in length and girth showed no mercy. He made Susan beg to let her come. 

Finally, as Chuck was beginning his climax, Susan yelled "He did it! He did it! He is making me cum again and again. I love this cock. Please one more stroke. Just one more." That drove Chuck over the edge as he filled my wife's cunt with his seed. My wife also squealed as she came. 




The Initiation Ch. 01



As far as summer jobs went, it wasn't a bad one, even if her boss had the peculiar demand that she refer to him as "Master" whenever addressing him. He explained that it was a sign of respect in his culture. (What culture that was, Rachel wasn't sure. His name sounded Persian or Arabic to her American ears, but his deep, commanding voice had no trace of a foreign accent.) At any rate, the job brought in some extra money, and gave her something to fill her time with in between school years. Plus, it came with room and board, so she had a chance to live somewhere else for a few months and explore a different part of the country. Yes, answering the ad in the teacher's magazine had turned out to be a good decision.

Rachel finished wiping down the sink and counters and hung the damp washcloth up to dry. The laundry was probably done, and she could start folding it, but first she needed to check the front porch. Mr. Cihandaver . . . no . . . Master . . . seemed to have a lot of business associates who liked to give him gifts, and if she didn't check the porch several times a day, the presents tended to pile up. Rachel had some experience with this. When her father had been business editor of the local paper, he had been plied with many, many gifts from members of the Chamber of Commerce and other local businesses, especially at Christmas. Rachel opened the door and picked up the two small packages and the large, rather drippy one, that lay there. She wrinkled her nose a little at the metallic, coppery smell that greeted her.

Yes, the fact that people left gifts didn't surprise her. But, it was some people's insistence on leaving raw meat in the warm summer air that she found baffling.

Fortunately, the drippy package still felt chilled to the touch, which meant that it had been refrigerated not too long ago. She unwrapped it and found two chickens, plucked, and what looked to be a pot roast. The first time she had found meat on the doorstep, she had been tempted to discard it. But Mr. Cihandaver . . .Master . . . had assured her that no one would dare leave him tainted meat, and it would either be goat or beef, either of which tasted fine when roasted. Rachel wrapped the chickens in Saran Wrap and put them in the freezer for another time, coated the red meat with a flour mixture, seared it on all sides, and set it to slowly cook in a small amount of liquid on top of the stove. Then, she turned her attention to the other two packages.

One of the other afternoon's offerings seemed to be some gaudy, rhinestone looking things. Rachel held them up to the light slanting in through the south-facing kitchen window. Cubic zirconium, maybe? Rachel was no connoisseur of jewelry, fine or otherwise, but it was shiny and sparkly, and it would probably please Master Cihandaver. That was one nice thing about him. He was very grateful for the gifts he received, no matter how odd or impractical.

The next package was very heavy. When Rachel tore off the brown wrapper, she saw a delicately carved box, about 12" x 6" x 6". She knew about as much about various types of wood as she did jewelry, but she could appreciate the craftsmanship that had gone into carving the intricate symbols that decorated the dark red wood. The hinges were leather, and when she prized open the box, gold coins spilled everywhere. Rachel thought, at first, that they were chocolate-filled gelt, and she wondered why someone would send Mr. Cihandaver Hanukkah candy in June. But, when she picked one up and tested it with her fingers, she realized that the piece was solid, and the glyphs on it looked more Aramaic than Hebrew.

She stepped into the living room and placed the gifts on the low table near the door. They joined a wooden mask and a sword that had arrived earlier in the day. Rachel eyed the sword warily as she set the coins and the jewels on the table. The blade had barely touched her skin when she had unwrapped it, yet it had left a shallow, painful cut along the back of her hand. It had taken several tissues and four band-aids to cover the wound. Rachel hoped that Mr. Cihandaver would be distracted when he came in from work. Evidence of her clumsiness seemed to amuse him greatly, though he was always kind with his gentle teasing.

She heard the key in the lock and frowned. It had happened again. No matter how hard she listened, she never heard him pull up in the driveway. It was as though one moment he wasn't there, and the next moment he appeared out of thin air. He did that on the days she chauffeured him also. She would pull up in front of his office, watch the door for him, and the moment she blinked or turned to glance at something across the street, he would be there, leaning down to open the passenger door.

Rachel scurried over to the door as it began to swing open. Another unusual part of his requirements, but not unpleasant. He came through the door, smiled and said, "Good evening, little one." Turning, he presented his back to Rachel so she could ease his suit jacket over his shoulders, folding it carefully over her arm before holding out her hand to accept his tie, which he had unknotted. He opened the top buttons of his dress shirt, sniffed the air appreciatively and smiled, then turned his attention to the day's mail, which was stacked neatly by the gifts. Rachel went to his closet to hang up his suit jacket and tie. As she placed the dark jacket on a hanger and hung it alongside all the other, almost identical jackets, she stifled the temptation to hang it out of order and see if he really would notice, as he had told her he would.

As she came back into the living room, Mr. Cihandaver had finished with the mail and was examining the day's treasures. He lifted the box of coins first and several fell out and rolled under the table. Rachel dropped to her knees and retrieved them. When she held them up to Mr. Cihandaver from her kneeling position, he looked at her speculatively. 

"Thank you, little one," he said.

"You're welcome, Master," she replied, and her cheeks flushed at the gleam in his eyes. She began to rise, but he motioned her to stay where she was, so she remained, kneeling, at his feet.

He pulled the gaudy jewelry out of its case. Rachel hadn't noticed that the jewels were part of a series of chains and necklaces. Mr. Cihandaver untangled one and motioned for her to lower her head. She did so obediently and he clasped the necklace around her neck. It was a thick piece of silver-colored metal, about a thumb's width across, with several of the smaller shiny jewels placed at points along a winding vine, with one quite large one in the center. The bottom edge of the necklace had loops of metal around the circumference, like the edges of a lace doily. The metal warmed her neck and Rachel blushed as she felt her nipples harden under her blouse. What would Mr. Cihandaver think if he noticed?

Mr. Cihandaver put a finger under her chin and lifted her face until her gaze met his. He smiled and stepped back. "Put your hands behind your neck," he said. "Lift your hair a little so I can see how it looks."

Rachel did as she was told, the movement thrusting her breasts out. She saw Mr. Cihandaver drop his gaze to her chest, very briefly, and his grin widened. "That looks very nice on you, little one. Would you like to keep it?"

It wasn't her normal style, yet it fit her neck like it had been made for her. Besides, he had been kind to her, and it would be churlish to refuse. "Thank you, Master," she replied. "I hope you don't tire of seeing it. It seems that once I put a necklace on, it tends to stay on until I get a new one."

"It's very becoming," he said as he turned his attention back to the gifts. Rachel stayed on her knees, something seeming to hold her to the floor. Finally, she touched his leg hesitantly. He looked down from where he had been swinging the sword. "Yes, little one?"

"Dinner," she said. "Do you mind if I go check on it?"

He looked at her, waiting. Rachel frowned.

"Dinner?" she repeated. "I need to check the meat."

Mr. Cihandaver lifted his eyebrows slightly and his glance drifted to the collar-like necklace then back up to her eyes. "I need to check the meat . . .?" he repeated.

Heat suffused Rachel's face. How could she forget such a simple thing? "I need to check the meat, Master," she said.

Mr. Cihandaver nodded. "You are excused, little one."

****

He ate, as he always did, in silence, surrounded by papers and sketching what looked to be ditches of varying sizes and bridges that crossed them. On some papers he would scribble numbers, then mutter something, curse, ball up the paper, and toss it over his shoulder. Rachel, who always stood next to him while he was eating, in case he needed anything, had learned to anticipate his moves, and she prided herself on the fact that she could often field the wads of paper before they hit the floor.

Finally, he rose. "It was delicious, little one. Thank you."

"You're welcome, Master."

He picked up his glass of iced tea. "I'll take this in to the study with me. I have some guests coming this evening. We won't need anything. Show them to the study when they arrive, and once you're done with the kitchen you are free until morning."

"Thank you, Master."

He nodded, barely acknowledging her words as he moved toward the study, tea in one hand and his papers in the other. Rachel moved about the kitchen, clearing his plate and eating from her own as she washed the pots and pans, wrapped leftovers, and set the timer on the dishwasher. She was almost done when the doorbell rang. She patted her hair and opened the door with a smile. Seven men of varying ages stood on the porch, all of them with short hair and wearing dark pants and white shirts. She blinked at them, reminded of the nice, clean-cut Mormon boys who would canvass the neighborhood where she grew up during the summer.

"Are you the ones Mr. Cihandaver is expecting?" she asked.

"We are his acolytes," the youngest one, a boy of about twenty, answered eagerly.

Rachel frowned. The word acolytes conjured up pictures of fourth-graders lighting the candles at Sunday services.

One of the men saw her frown and stepped forward. "He means associates," he whispered. "Crazy kid did horrible on his SATS."

Rachel relaxed. That she could understand. "He's in his study," she told them. "It's --"

She didn't need to finish. The men charged past her like a herd of wildebeest being chased by a jaguar. Or, a herd of jaguar chasing a wildebeest. Was a group of jaguars called a herd? Were wildebeest and jaguars in the same food chain? Rachel was so busy pondering this that she gave no more thought to the men as she returned to the kitchen to finish the evening's clean-up and make the kitchen ready for breakfast in the morning. It wasn't until she was walking through the living room on her way to her own bedroom suite that she noticed one of the men had dropped something. Something so powerful , so important, that she knew immediately she must find its owner and return it before its loss became a catastrophe.

She picked up the Blackberry and headed to the study.

*****

The room was empty. Rachel stood in the doorway and looked around, puzzled. Eight men, the seven plus Master Cihandaver, couldn't have left the house without her hearing. The only way out would have been the front door, and she could see that from the kitchen, where she had been working. Rachel backed out and peeked into the guest bedroom, which was on the other side of the hall. That, too, was empty. And the bathroom couldn't hold eight grown men, unless they were up to something really weird, in which case Rachel would be better off going to bed.

Still, it was a puzzle, and she hated unsolved mysteries. She stepped back to the door of the study. She even ventured in, peering around the room, looking for clues. And then she saw it. Her Master's chair had been pushed aside, and the rug underneath lay folded neatly, leaving the outline of a door in the floor. Rachel dropped to her knees and traced the edges of the door with her finger. Her heart began pounding in her chest, but she found herself drawn to lift the door. She slipped a finger through the heavy iron ring and tugged slightly. The door didn't budge. She pulled again, a little harder. It moved slightly. She put both hands on it and tightened her muscles. Just as it began to lift, an enormous hand dropped over hers. Rachel lifted her startled gaze and saw her Master standing over her. From her point of view, he seemed to have grown almost a foot taller and his shoulders were impossibly broad. He wore black leather pants and tight leather boots that reached up his calves. His open-throated shirt was made of fine-spun white linen and over his shoulders was draped a heavy robe made of a black fabric that Rachel didn't recognize.

Rachel opened her mouth to make some excuse for her behavior, but the words died in her throat. She couldn't decipher the look on his face. It wasn't anger, or even annoyance. Nor was it understanding or compassion. Resignation? Arousal? Universal certitude?

"Free will," he finally said.

"What?" That wasn't what she had been expecting.

"I give you free will," he said. He reached down and wrenched the door open, releasing a gust of cool air into the room. "You may follow me or you may go."

He started down the stairs, then turned to gaze at her, still kneeling by the opening. "Those who choose to follow me shall have responsibilities and requirements, but also rewards far greater than the human mind can conjure. "

"And those who don't?" she whispered.

He shrugged. "You can't miss what you never had."

Rachel watched him glide to the bottom of the steps before she made her decision. She slipped through the opening and carefully lowered the trapdoor back into place before scrambling after her Master.

*****

At the bottom of the stairs, she had two choices. One was to turn left and follow what appeared to be a tunnel. The other was to turn right and followed what appeared to be a flickering trail of candlelight. Rachel chose the candlelight, and was led to a large hall with impossibly high ceilings. Rachel knew they were underground, but the walls seemed to go up and up, well over fifty feet. The walls were made of some kind of heavy stone, possible granite or marble. Her dazed mind couldn't discern between the two. Three rows of what looked like church pews were placed in front of . . . was that an altar? And, were those the gifts that had arrived earlier? Behind the altar, a set of marble steps . . . she was sure those were marble . . . that ran the length of the room and led to a platform on which sat an enormous throne. Her Master sat on the throne, and his presence seemed to fill the room. 

Cut into one wall were alcoves from which spilled jewels and coins and other treasures. Six of the seven men were seated on the first row of pews, and the seventh, the oldest in the group, was at the base of the steps. He was on his knees facing her Master, and, though they weren't speaking, she knew they must be communicating somehow.

The older man rose, stepped to a lectern next to the altar, and motioned to the gifts, then to the alcoves. 

"He has told us to distribute our offerings as follows. Samuel, take two bushels of jewels and find buyers for them. Give the money earned to the charities that He has designated. Matthew, the gold can be exchanged through the usual means. You know what to do with the profits. Josiah, choose a third of the sturdiest swords and other weapons, and take them to the Plowshare Exchange Company and then make sure the farm equipment produced goes to those in need. Sergio, He needs you to come up with a new food campaign. The raw meat sacrifices are fine, but canned goods are much more practical and more easily distributed to food banks. Ahmed, we have finally reached our quota of rain dance masks. Gather the shamans and take the private jets to the drought areas to start the rains, and to the flooded areas to stop them. Any questions?"

"What about me?" The young man who had first spoke to Rachel at the door waved his hand eagerly.

The older man glanced at the other five men in the pews, all of whom shook their heads imperceptively. He sighed. "You can work with me on the cyclical calendar, Gideon."

"Cool, dude! It's the fertility season, right? Do I get to go find some virgins?" Rachel saw the older man wince.

The men rose from the pews and moved around the hall. They took treasures out of the alcoves, conversed with Gideon, and made their obsequiance to her Master, who remained seated on the throne. Rachel stepped into the shadows as the men filed by her, arms filled with treasures, minds intent on the tasks at hand. The hall emptied and she was alone with her Master. He gazed into the shadows where she stood.

"Come out now," he commanded. Rachel stepped into the glow of the candlelight.

Her Master nodded and beckoned to her to move to the base of the steps. She started across the stone floor, but he raised his hand, stopping her. "Barefoot," he said quietly. Rachel kicked off her sandals, and put them side by side to the left of where she stood. She took a step closer, but he shook his head. 

"Naked," he told her.

Rachel gazed at him and realized that he wasn't Mr, Cihandaver, her employer, anymore, but some sort of supreme being . One whom she had chosen to follow and obey when she made the conscious decision to trail Him down the stairs. She had seen evidence of His kindness and compassion for humans and their suffering in the way He ordered the treasures distributed, but she also saw in His eyes that He would be obeyed, or the consequences would be quick and fearsome. She lifted trembling hands to her collar and began to unbutton her blouse. Red heat stained her cheeks as she undressed for Him for the first time, the soft white fabric sliding off her shoulders, the colorful skirt falling around her ankles. She folded these articles of clothing carefully, putting them on top of her sandals. Her hands shook as she reached back to unclasp her beige bra. She held the cups to her breasts as she shrugged off the straps and then, unable to put off her exposure any more, she dropped the silk away from her body, revealing her heavy breasts to His gaze. She tugged her panties over the curve of her hips, noting that the crotch was soaked through as it peeled away from her cunt. She added her undergarments to the pile, the stood, looking down, waiting for His command.

"Look at me." The words drew Rachel's gaze to her Master's. His eyes burned into her. "Once I take you, once you give yourself to Me, your are Mine. Do you understand?"

Rachel's mouth went dry. She nodded.

"Speak."

"Yes, Master." Her voice was lighter than the breeze, but He heard it and was satisfied. 

"Come, my pet. Kneel on the altar."

She moved toward Him, toward the altar slowly, like a bride going to meet her groom, giving Him time to gaze upon and appreciate the gift He was receiving. When she reached the altar, He held out His hand and she took it, allowing Him to help her onto the flat slate surface where she knelt, facing Him.

He reached into a pocket and when He pulled his hand out, yards of delicate chain were wound around His fingers. His other hand dove into another pocket and he came out with a handful of what appeared to be rings and clamps and hooks. He spilled these on the stone in front of Rachel's knees. She looked at them, not comprehending.

"Nipples first," he murmured. He leaned down and sucked her right nipple into His mouth, making it hard and wet with His lips and tongue. When He lifted His head, the nipple stood away from her body and Rachel was breathing faster. Her Master seized the swollen bud between His fingers and tugged it away from her body as he quickly pinned a clamp on it. Rachel's gasp of pain turned into a moan when he flicked the nipple with His tongue and briefly ran a finger along her wet slit.




The Initiation Ch. 01



"The throbbing will stop in a moment," He promised her.

He repeated the actions on her left nipple, leaving a tingling ache in both breasts and another ache between her legs. When He stepped closer to hook the ends of two chains to the loops on the base of her collar, she placed her hands on His shoulders and arched her back in a silent invitation to take her. His eyes glowed as He looked into hers.

"Patience, pet," He murmured. "Your response pleases me, but you need to learn to wait." He threaded the chains from her collar through the clamps on her nipples, then joined them together at the waist with a small ring. She felt him move to her back and bring one chain over each hip. She assumed he used another ring at the small of her back to join the two. Then, he slid the pair of chains between the cheeks of her ass and her swollen cunt lips. He tugged them back and forth, stimulating her clit until she moaned. Then, he finally brought the ends up to hook them into the front ring.

"I'll get you wrist and ankle cuffs and chains for them as well," He told her. "Now, bow to your Master."

She instinctively slide her arms forward, dropping into a subservient position, her arms stretched in front of her, her breasts brushing against the stone altar. Her thighs were spread slightly and her hips raised. The chain was taut against her clit and juices of desire spilled out onto her thighs.

Her Master walked around the altar, examining her from every position, making minor adjustments to her arms and legs until He was satisfied with her pose. She was startled when He brought the palm of His hand flat against her ass, warming her flesh. She jerked a little, and the chain teased her clit and tugged at her nipples. He smacked her several more times and each time the pain of the slap was accompanied by a tingle of desire where the chains rubbed and pulled. When her bottom reached the point where it felt like it was on fire, He stopped.

"That was for forgetting to call me Master," He said. "When we were upstairs. When you knelt before me."

"I'm sorry, Master."

"You will learn," He said. "Just as my followers will also learn that I can be kind and compassionate, as long as My desires are met." He stepped around until His hips pressed against the top of her head. She could feel His hard length through the leather pants. He wound His fingers through her hair.

"If My desires are not met," He said, " then I can become angry and vengeful. You and the others will do well to remember that, my pet."

He tugged her hair until her face was pressed against His erection. "Do you understand, my little slut?"

Rachel breathed in the rich aroma of leather, mixed with the faint smell of His desire. She nodded, her lips brushing against His sheathed cock. From above her head, her Master chuckled.

"Then we shall begin."



The Initiation Ch. 01



Once again, Susan had a remarkable recovery from the latest onslaught. 

In a few minutes she asked "Now, Chuck, you can tell us what we need to do for your meeting." The group all laughed as Chuck said, "I am sure Marie, when she recovers, is going to thank you for what you just did. There are a few things you must do to prepare for the meeting. First, membership is awarded on the basis of points earned prior to and at the meeting. To earn points is very easy, but challenging. 

As you can see, Marie's cunt is very hairy. We do require the women in the group to be "natural" when it comes to their cunt hair. Therefore, over the course of the next month, you are not to go near a razor. Points are awarded on just how hairy you are, by the thickness of your bush and by its length. 

That is why you see Donna having a little rough edge around her cunt hair." Donna and Ray will start the membership process tomorrow with you. "Even though I may be blond, stated Donna, my bush comes in thick when I let it grow. It has been a while, but I want to earn points as well." Susan thought to herself. With my being of Italian heritage, if I don't shave my bush every other day, I will have a forest of black hair around my cunt. It will be so dense; they are going to need a search party to find my clit. 

"Secondly, you cannot fuck nor have oral sex during the period that begins tomorrow through our meeting. 

We do measure the amount of cum you husband will produce the first time he orgasms at the meeting. Points are awarded accordingly." Lastly, no swapping during the next month. You will remain celibate. I will tell you that all of you will be ready to explode by the time you attend our meeting. 

That is where you will earn the rest of your points and become a member. Do you understand the terms of membership?" The four of us nodded in agreement. "Well," Chuck said, "if that is understood, we still have a few more hours to get better acquainted." With that, the couples paired off.

The rest of the evening was one big orgy, highlighted when the three women and three men got into one big pile. Donna and Susan had a two-headed 12" dildo between their legs, giving each of them countless orgasms. At the same time, both of them were feasting on Marie's very hairy cunt. Marie loved the natural look and her red-haired pussy turned on not only the guys in the room, but these two women as well. 

With the women working on each other, Donna's husband Ray shoved his cock into Marie from behind, while Donna and Susan had presented their asses to Bob and Chuck, the respective husband's of Susan and Marie. 

The six of them worked like a fine tuned watch. Each providing pleasure to one another. Finally Donna and Susan came together with the dildo slipping out from their cunts. Bob and Chuck came as well, coating their asses with their cum. Both guys were spent and slumped to the floor to watch the seen that was unfolding in front of them. Just as quickly, Donna and Susan put a lip-lock on Marie's clit at the same time as Ray provided Marie with his very hard cock.

Marie was in total and absolute ecstasy as the sensations of having two tongues on her clit, and one cock up her pussy was too much to take. "This feels so good. Oh so good! Oh yes, please don't stop, don't ever stop." Marie's own hands were busy roughly rubbing her own huge breasts, pulling at the nipples. 

The timing was almost perfect. Ray was the first to shoot his load, filling Marie's cunt with his cum. Even as Marie came, driven to this satisfaction by Ray's cock and the tonguing she was receiving, the other two women refused to let go of her clit. They could not get enough of the hairiest cunt they had ever seen. 

Each of them reached down to frig their own clits as they drove their tongues not only on Marie's clit, but Susan shot hers up Marie's cunt. The three women came almost simultaneously. First Marie, with a loud shriek, and then both Donna and Susan who were moving their hands at warp speed over their cunts. A great evening of sex came to an end. 

As the couples were getting to leave, Chuck and Marie told the other two couples, Susan and Bob and Donna and Ray that they would be receiving further instructions on the initiation process to their swing club. They thanked Ray and Donna for hosting the dinner that evening. Susan and Bob drove home in silence, fully aware of what they started by telling their friends Donna and Ray that they had belonged to a swing club where they used to live. When they arrived home they just had enough strength to remove their clothes and hop under the covers in bed. Quickly they fell asleep. 

"I was so turned on by last night;" stated Susan at breakfast the next morning, "that I cannot wait to see what unfolds at the initiation next month. I'm wondering what Chuck is going to be sending us about the meeting." I just shook my head. Never, even at our previous swing club, had I experience and evening so involved with pleasuring one another."

"I am sure Chuck will add something to the two points he made last night. If you remember, he said that you cannot shave your pussy for the next month and we could not have any sex, with anyone, during the next month," I stated. "That may be a problem, no sex," exclaimed my wife. "But there must be some good reasons for that" she added. 

About one week after our evening at Donna and Ray's house, a letter came from Chuck. The letter gave us the date and time for the initiation meeting. Also enclosed were the clothes we were to wear. For Susan, she was provided with a loose shift with instructions that she was to shower just before putting on the shift and to not wear any undergarments. I was told to shower as well and to wear the jogging suit, also with no underwear. No other instructions were given. "Expect to have your body shared by many" were the last words on the notice.



The Initiation Ch. 02



It was some months since Vicki had joined the club. She had been back to it only five times since that day seven months ago. She had been excited by the sex with strangers at first.

But now she was past that phase of the excitement. The men who were fucking her were not really interested in giving her the pleasures she craved. More and more her mind drifted to the memory of her initiation and the man with the huge cock.

Vicki wanted to meet that man and experience that ecstasy again.

She called Paige and invited her over for a chat.

Paige heard some despondency in her voice and brought Julie and Karen with her.

Vicki answered the doorbell and was surprised to see Paige with the other two girls.

"Come in" she said with a smile.

Paige started the conversation by saying, "We haven't seen you at the club for a while, Vicki. Is anything wrong?"

Vicki sighed and said "The club is wrong. That's what's wrong. I don't have as much fun as I did at first, and John is always there."

Karen asked, "Have you spoken to John about this?"

"Yes, but he only said I should go to the club more often."

Vicki's friends looked at each other, then Karen asked, "Do you still love John?"

Vicki looked at her hands in her lap for a moment before answering. "I don't think so" she said with a sad smile. "It was probably the wrong thing to do, joining the club."

Karen looked thoughtful for a moment. "What would you like to do right now, Vicki, if you could do anything you wanted?"

Vicki smiled for a moment before answering. "Maybe go on a romantic cruise with that guy who initiated me."

Her three friends laughed together for a moment, before Karen said "A cruise could be arranged. It may be romantic or it may not. It would definitely be sexy. But something may be done."

She turned to Paige and Julie and whispered for a moment. The girls giggled at her words and then Karen spoke to Vicki. "I think a cruise is definitely on the cards. Ken may be interested in coming, but we'll have to convince him, if we can."

"Who's Ken?"

"He's the guy from your initiation."

"Oh."

Julie smiled at Vicki. "That was an interested 'OH' that you just said."

Vicki smiled back at her.

Karen said "I know of a few friends with a large yacht and they are always looking for interested ladies to share a cruise with them." She smiled at Vicki and asked "As long as you are interested, though I don't know if I can convince Ken. Would you mind terribly if he couldn't come?"

Vicki sighed and said "I suppose not."

Karen then asked her if she wanted to tell John she wouldn't be coming back home.

Vicki thought about it for a while and then decided to go with the idea. "Yes, I'll ring him at work and tell him I'm leaving him."

Paige handed her the phone and said "Good girl."

Vicki dialled John's work number, but some one else answered. She was told that John hadn't been to work all day.

She slowly hung the phone up and looked at her friends. "I'm going to leave him a nasty letter," she said, and proceeded to do so.

After she had finished the letter, she put it on the dining room table where John couldn't miss it. She then turned to her friends and said "I need a place to stay. Can any of you help?"

The three friends clapped and excitedly and Karen said that she had a large apartment with plent of space. Vicki was welcome to stay there until arrangements could be made for the cruise.

As they left the apartment, Vicki stopped and took a last look around. She felt a jolt of excitement at whatever the future might hold. She glanced at the rings on her finger and with a chuckle she removed them and lay them carefully on the letter.

She turned to find her three friends watching her and she smiled, throwing her arms up and pronouncing, "I'm a free woman! Let's roll."

Paige laughed and said, "Many a man would like to roll with you, Vicki."

A week later Karen announced that they were going to go on a cruise with four or five guys. She said she didn't know if Ken would be one of them or not.

Vicki was a bit disappointed with that news, but was determined to enjoy her freedom.

Karen said that swimsuits were optional, but sexy clothing was a must.

The time for the trip arrived and Karen drove her car, with Vicki, to the marina. Vicki looked at a huge yacht berthed at the end of the pier. "Is that it?" she asked.

"What? not big enough?"

Vicki laughed and followed Karen to the gangplank. They were met by four hunks dressed in sailor pants and nothing else. Vicki eyed the four muscular men with her mouth open.

One of the men held his hand out and called "Come on, beautiful."

Karen turned around and laughed. "This is Vicki. She just wants you all to see that she's got a hot little mouth."

Vicki yelped at Karen's brazen comment and took the man's hand and let him help her onto the yacht. He crushed her to his chest and kissed her on the lips, saying, "Welcome aboard, Vicki."

Vicki was breathless after the kiss, and was even more so when one of the guys asked Karen, "Is this the hot little playmate you got for us? She's gorgeous."

Julie turned up then, and Paige was close behind.

The captain, a fifty year old sailor called out, "Everybody aboard? Let's sail."

A day and a half later, the yacht hove to in a small cove on an island. It was beautiful. The sand was golden and the water was crystal clear.

The four muscular guys soon had everything organised and one of them said, "Alright. Skinnydipping time."

Vickis stammered, "Wh .. What?"

Julie and Karen looked at her and Karen said "These guys are organising the festivities. They are giving us a free holiday, so we have to be nice to them."

"Oh" answered Vicki.

A little while later, with a lot of encouragement from the other girls, Vicki shed her tee shirt and shorts in front of the guys. She felt only a slight embaressment, but a lot of arousal.

The girls were now all naked, and Karen shouted, "If you can catch us, you can have us." Then she turned and dived over the side of the yacht.

Paige followed quickly, then Vicki, quickly followed by Julie.

The girls swam into the shallow water where they could play and splash about.

The men had stripped and dived after the girls while the captain enjoyed the show.

The four young women and the four men played splash and tip. And the girls really knew when they were tipped.

Eventually one of the guys kept trying to get close to Vicki all the time. She noticed this and smiled at him. And the next time he tipped her, she was trying to get away from him when he slipped a hand between her thighs and pulled her back against himself.

She twisted her head around and they started kissing.

He pulled away and said "You are quite wet, beautiful. I think it's time to fuck you."

Vicki laughed and tried to get away. The guy turned her to face himself and grabbed her thighs to pull her close and lift her onto his cock.

Vicki cried out and let her head hang back as his lips found her nipples.

After a while, Vicki noticed it was very quite, and opened her eyes. The other three girls and three guys were watching her as the mans thrusts jerked her up and down.

Karen said "Alright, you two. That's enough." And when they stopped, she said "You four guys line up over there."

She then turned to a rosy-cheeked Vicki and said, "I want you to study those cocks really carefully."

Vicki looked at the four thick, long erections jutting up from the guys loins. They were all huge. About nine inches long and quite thick.

"Now I want you to come over here to this beach towel." And karen led her to the towel. She placed a blindfold over her eyes and made her lie down on the towel.

"Come over here, guys. She's ready for you." Vicki felt a thrill run through her nakedness. She was going to be fucked. "I want you to carefully remember each cock, Vicki, and then tell me which one was first, and which was second, etc."

"Okay, guys. Go for it."

Vicki was already slick from that other guy's attentions, and so the first guy's cock slid into her rather easily. Vicki felt the ecstasy start as soon as he slid deep into her pussy.

He started fucking her with a rard thrusting fuck that raised her to the heights of ecstasy. As Vicki gasped and cried out, he grunted and kept fucking her till he came, spurting jets of semen deep into her.

The man withdrew and the second man started to fuck her. Vicki was just as ecstatic with this man's fucking as she was with the first, and she thrilled as more semen was pumped into her pleasured pussy.

And so it was with the next two men. Vicki was fucked four times, and as she lay there, thrilling to the hot semen in her vagina, Karen removed the blindfold. The guys were all standing around in a semi-circle, grinning down at her. Karen asked her to identify which man had fucked her first, etc.

Vicki only guessed, as she didn't know which one was first, or last. As it was, she picked number three correctly, and Karen put the mask back on her.

Three men fucked Vicki then, and she was feeling a bit exhausted, but she got another guess right. Karen blindfolded her nyet again, and Vicki was fucked by two guys.

This time she didn't cum, but she enjoyed the fucking just the same. And she thrilled to the jism that was pumped into her pussy by the two men.

When Karen removed her blindfold, Vicki looked at the men's knees. The first man had lain fully upon her as he enjoyed fucking her. The second one had kept his knees in the sand. so he could give long, slow strokes of his cock in and out of her pussy.

Vicki noticed that one of the men had red knees, so she said he was last and the other guy was first.

The girls clapped excitedly, but the guys said they wished she'd got it wrong again.

"Come on guys," laughed Paige. You fucked her nine times. I know it's one of your greatest fantasies to see how often a girl can be fucked, but you can see she looks tired."

Vicki lay there, getting a tan while the others went back to their splashing. Although, she did notice after a while, that the three girls and four guys disappeared into the tree line.

Vicki was getting slightly burnt, so she went up to where she saw everybody disappear.

She heard giggles, and soon found Julie with two guys taking turns with her. She smiled and stepped into view. Would one of you guys like to have me?"

They both jumped up and lay her beside Julie. Julie smiled at her as the two men mounted one each woman. Then she started to moan, and Vicki was turned on by the lustful noises of pleasure-fucking.

Vicki lost time of the number of orgasms she'd had, but thought she remembered the two men trading places. She smiled at the thought, and felt this was so much more exciting than being fucked by a bunch of city lawyers and office workers.

Besides, these guys seemed to care and enjoy the fucking they were giving the women. They wanted the women to orgasm as often as they did.

The group rested for a long time and it was getting dark. They all reluctantly got up and traipsed back to the beach. None of the girls wanted to swim, but they did, anyway.

The swim envigorated them and they were all happier when they climbed onto the yacht.

As they ate a dinner of fresh shellfish, one of the guys asked Karen, "Have you told Vicki yet?"

Karen laughed and looked at Vicki. "The new girl gets to have the captain at night time."

Vicki's smiled and looked at the captain. He had a twinkle in his eye as he returned her gaze. "Okay," she said, and returned to eating.

There was silence around the table as the group decided they didn't know what to say to Vicki's unexpected reaction.

After a while, the normal sounds of eating and conversation continued. Vicki kept a straight face, but inside she was laughing. Besides, the captain looked handsome enough, for somebody thirty years older than her.

Later, as they all turned in, everybody dragged their heels to see what Vicki would do. She went over to the captain and said "Hi, Skipper. Wanna sail my ship tonight?"

The captain smiled, nodded, then led her off to his cabin.

The skipper stripped and Vicki's eyes opened a bit wider. The skipper's cock was massive. It was about ten inches long and very thick. She hoped she could do it justice.

The skipper showed her the bunk and she climbed onto it and spread her legs. She held her arms out to him and whispered, "Fuck me, please."

These sexy words had the skipper's cock up and hard in a flash. He climbed onto the bed and Vicki clasped his hard maleness in her small hand and guided it to her pussy. As she gazed into his eyes, he pressed against her softness.

Vicki felt him stretch her as he slid into her slick cunt. He pushed harder, and he slid deeper into her. He groaned with the pleasure of it and thrust harder. Vicki's hips arched up to meet his thrust and as he penetrated her fully, she felt his glans press against her cervix. It actually gave her a deep thrill instead of hurting her.

She smiled into his eyes and said "Fuck me now, please."

He groaned with lust and started a slow and deep fucking that lifted Vicki's pleasure to greater and greater heights. She gasped as his pleasure-fucking drove her over the edge, and she bucked her hips against his as he fucked her.

He continued to fuck her till he shuddered and then he stiffened as his semen spurted deep into her core.

He slumped heavily onto her, and they kissed for ages before he went to roll off her.

She clasped her arms tightly around his shoulders and said "Take me with you and I'll ride you."

He did so, and Vicki was now straddling the captain, with his massive cock still inside her. She arched her body, offering her breasts to him and said, "Suck my nipples."

As he sucked her nipples, first one, then the other, Vicki felt him harden within her vagina. She smiled down at him as she raised and lowered her beautiful body up and own, fucking herself on his massive cock.

The captain was close to cumming again so Vicki quickened her pace, riding him harder and faster. As he came, she came also, and as his semen pumped into her, she rode him, milking him as hard as she could.

She collapsed onto his muscular chest then abd he said "That was the best fuck I've ever had."

"I bet you say that to all the new girls," she said with a satisfied sigh.

He chuckled, but she was drifting off to sleep.

He thought how beautiful she looked and how lucky he was to score such a gorgeous and sexy woman.

Next morning, the group were waiting for the captain and Vicki to show. They'd had breakfast and were sitting around, sipping cold drinks.

One of the guys was grinning, and Karen asked, "What's so funny?"

He chuckled and said, "I've been wondering if anybody would notice the slight rocking of the yacht."

Karen grinned and said, "Our little honeybee has got the captain hooked."

"Maybe it's the other way around," somebody remarked.

Paige giggled, and all eyes turned to her. She shrugged her shoulders and said "Well, he does have a big hook."

Everybody laughed loudly at that.

The following day, the yacht was on it's way again.

Another island drawing closer. Or seeming to.

Vicki was badgered with questions about her first night, by her three friends. But she wouldn't say a word. She remembered that the club was a disaster, even if she did get a thrill or several out of it.

Once they reached the island Vicki saw that there were a few grass roofed lean-tos. There was somebody already on the island, but she could only see one person.

One the yacht was anchored and everybody swam to the island, the person on the beach came down to Vicki. "Hi," he said. "I'm Ken."

"Hello, Ken. Pleased to meet you." She shook his hand and wandered up to look around the area, leaving Ken to scratch his head and look at Karen.

Karen frowned and shrugged her shoulders.

Later, while they were having a meal of barbequed fish, Karen piped up and said "I think Vicki can sleep with Ken tonight."

Vicki surprised everybody by declining. "No thanks. I've already chosen my cuddle for the night."

When Karen asked "Who?"

Vicki smiled and nodded towards the yacht.

"That means Paige, Julie and I will be very busy tonight, Vicki." laughed Karen.

Vicki smiled and replied, "So will I, Karen. So will I." 



The Initiation Ch. 02



(I would suggest reading part 1 prior to your turning your attention to this chapter.)

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The month, as you could imagine could not pass fast enough. Susan and I, as well as from our discussions with Donna and Ray, were sticking to the instructions. The day finally arrived for us to be "initiated" into the swing club. I know that I was ready to explode. If I had anyone place just one finger on by cock, I could have filled a gallon drum with as much cum as I had stored in my balls. 

As we prepared for that evening, you could not imagine how sexy my wife looked. Being of Italian heritage, no one is going to believe the bush that Susan now sported due to her lack of shaving. I had to turn away, afraid that I would come just by looking at her. We arrived at Chuck and Marie's house. Large was an understatement. It was a mansion. Our coats were taken and we were lead into a reception, and given name tags to wear. We found ourselves in the middle of about fourteen couples, including our friends Donna and Ray. Chuck found us and told us that there are three couples trying to be initiated this evening. 

The three are the ones with the nametags. Women and men of all shapes and sizes were members. In fact, the other couple who was up for membership was for the most part, everyday people. Nancy and Mel are in their middle 50's, graying and distinguished looking, both presented big smiles, and looks as thought hey have enjoyed life, with Mel sporting a large belly and Nancy having some meat on her curves. In a moment of strict confidence, Mel said that he and Nancy had never "swung" but wanted to try something later in life. He also said that his wife was not the most willing of partners, but went along because he insisted that this would add plenty of spice to their sex lives. 

After cocktails, Chuck came in and made some introductions. He told the assembled guests that the three couples, and he pointed towards us, were now going to begin the initiation that would lead them into membership of the club. He asked all of us to move into the next room. The next room was even bigger than the first one. There were all sorts of furniture, some that I did not recognize as furniture, along with king size beds, large screens and various chairs. The chairs were moveable and probably for a good reason, as I would expect much of the action would take place all over the room. 

"Congratulations to each couple for joining us tonight. I will tell you that this will be the most erotic evening of your life. And, if all goes as expected, you will be able to join all of us on a regular basis. Here are a few ground rules. First, the three couples will note that many of the 'permanent' members will, at an early stage, if I know my friends, begin taking off their clothes at various points during the evening, as they will assist in the initiation. Secondly, the object is for each couple to earn enough points to become members. 

Our current members will be the judges on your activities. If each of you followed the simple instructions; women not shaving their pussies and couples abstaining from sex, you will have already earned some valuable points." With that Chuck asked all potential new members to remove their clothing. 

An audible gasp arose from the assembled members as the women disrobed first. My wife's bush had an immediate effect on both men and women. Very black, very thick and very unruly. You could not see her cunt lips through the thicket of hair. It was a mound of hair. She had a few black hairs that traveled up from her bush to her belly button. It was a thin line, but seeing this really had my cock, and I imagine all of the men's cocks, standing at full mast. Donna's was naturally blonde, and to our surprise, was equally unruly. She decided to show off by bending over, holding her ankles to show that her cunt hair extended past her asshole. 

The surprise came when Nancy's bush was revealed. Nancy had a gray bush, sprinkled with some remaining black hair. The hair grew wild on either side of her lips and continued up to her asshole and beyond. It reminded the assembled group of men and women of steel wool in its texture. Each woman earned points for their team by not shaving or trimming their pussies for a month. 

The men disrobed as well. 3 huge erections were released. I had my cock so hard that it could probably, if given the chance, cut its way through steel. We were all sporting decent size cocks, with Mel's the thickest looking like it was 3" around. Both men and women were paraded in front of the membership. 

"We will begin with the men first," Chuck said. He asked our wives to take seats in front of the assembled reclining type chairs. They would be in a position to see first hand what Chuck had is store for the men. He then went on to explain what was expected of us. "If you followed the instructions, each of you should be ready to cum in no time. I am sure that your balls must be loaded and at the slight touch you would explode." We were instructed to sit in a reclining type chair. 

Once seated, our arms were extended on our sides and placed in loose restraints. Our legs were tied in similar fashion. The chair was adjustable and with a switch, the seat came forward so that our asses were pushed out allowing our erections to literally stand out in front of our body. For the men to earn another points Chuck let us know what was expected of us. Three women men came forward and removed their clothes. 

Each carried a long feather in their hands. "Gentlemen," Chuck began, "The ladies are here for the express purpose of trying to get you to cum at an appropriate time. In the condition all of you are in, it would not take much to get you to cum. However, we need you to cum on time. 

By that, we want you to hold off from cumming for at least 5 minutes after our ladies begin to play with your cocks with the feather in their hands."

We were told that if we could hold off cumming for at least 5 minutes, points would be earned. The man who had the most cum would get additional points. 

The women were told to begin. Slowly, the beautiful young lady assigned to me, took the feather and ever so slowly, began to work the feather on and around the tip of my cock. It so happens that the tip of my cock is the most extremely sensitive area of my cock. My wife loves to tease me endlessly by working two hands on my cock at one time. I had a hard time holding back as with each stroke of the feather, my cock twitched. Not only did she work her magic on the tip, she moved the feather up and down each side, tickled my balls with it, and then used the feathers tip to play with my pee hole. 

The sensation was one I had never experienced. She was an expert of driving me to a tremendous orgasm. My cock had a mind of its own. Plus the fact that the young lady performing this wonderful act, began to spread her own legs, showing me a bright red bush and a clit that stood out at least an inch did not do anything to ease the situation. She began to play with her clit with her free hand, alternating frigging the nub and inserting fingers into her very wet cunt. My fellow partners were having similar experiences. 

I looked around to see what our wives were doing. They had their hands tied behind their backs, and their legs also tied to the chair. Chuck did not want them to touch themselves while watching their husbands cum. I could tell all of them were squirming in their seats. 

Around what I hopefully perceived to be the five-minute mark, the teasing became unbearable for us all. We all began to moan and thrust out asses off of the chair, hoping that we would make the time limit and then cum. My partner gave a final few strokes on the tip of my cock. Within seconds of my cumming, Ray began to yell various warnings that he was about to cum. 

Relief for me was welcome. I literally exploded, with spurt after spurt of hot cum leaving my cock and on to the hand and the red bush of my partner. 

I looked around and Mel had not yet cum. All of a sudden Mel's partner covered his cock with her mouth, gave him a few licks and sure enough, he came in buckets as well. We all please to hear that we made the five-minute limit, with only seconds to spare. We received applause from the membership. Points were earned. 

I was spent. I had rarely cum that hard and Chuck was correct. Not having sex for one month would make my orgasm overwhelming. It was now time for the ladies to take their places. New types of chairs were set forth for the women. The men were given seats, similar to what we had when we "were on stage" that placed us in front of our wives. The ladies were placed into their chairs. They had their arms and legs attached by restraining ropes. Their arms were stretched out above their heads and their legs were pulled apart so that their entire vulva area was exposed. 

A switch was turned and their seats, like ours forced their asses toward the front, prominently showing all of us their hairy snatches, from the top all the way to their assholes. The goal, as explained to each woman was two-fold. They were first to hold off on having an orgasm for five minutes and secondly, the number of orgasms they had were to be counted. Points were to be awarded for holding out for five minutes and that the woman who had the most orgasms would receive additional points. 

There would be a thirty minute time limit. Chuck told the women that they too would have partners, female partners, who would work with them and on them. These partners would do everything they could do to cause the women to have an orgasm prior to the five minute mark and then, would continue to do everything they could that would cause them to have multiple orgasms over the final fifteen minutes. 

Chuck's wife Marie sided up to my wife and said, "I remember what you did to me the first evening we met. Revenge is a bitch." Other women sided up to Donna and Stacy. At the same time, other female members came by our side. Chuck gave the signal for the women to begin. Immediately Marie turned on another switch that rotated Susan's chair to a position that had her with her head leaning toward the ground and her exposed cunt facing the ceiling. She proceeded to take a long dildo from a table that was brought in to the room. 

The table contained many sex toys. She inserted the dildo into my wife's exposed cunt. As she was extremely wet, the dildo slid in without any resistance. Marie started slow, but picked up some speed within a short time. Not only did Marie shove the dildo in and out of my wife's cunt, she twisted it every time she shoved it further into her sex. As Susan had no sex for a month, she did all that she could from cumming immediately. "On my, oh my," my wife yelled, as she thrust her cunt to meet the thrusts from Marie. 

Marie left the dildo in Susan's cunt, and began run her hands through the black bush my wife had grown. She ran her hands through the thick forest of hair, splitting her lips apart and finally coming to the core of her sex, her clitoris. My wife's clitoris, with very little encouragement stood out from her bush. Marie placed her tongue lightly on Susan's clit at the same time she once again began twisting and shoving the dildo in and out of my wife's cunt. My wife was now screaming in pleasure, "Oh yes, Oh yes, it feels so good. Please suck harder on my clit, make me cum, please make me cum. Please eat me, eat my cunt. I love your tongue!" Marie continued her assault and just at the time when she sensed Susan was about to have a major climax, she stopped licking and stop playing with the dildo. 

Susan was now begging for release. "Don't stop, please don't stop." Marie was not about to allow Susan the pleasure of cumming until she was ready. Marie wanted to keep Susan on the edge just until the five-minute time limit was approaching. Marie was lusting for Susan ever since Susan attacked her that first night. She turned and asked her husband how much time had gone by. He told her three minutes. Marie now went to work in earnest. Marie rotated the chair so Susan's hairy cunt was at a level where she could be fucked. She released Susan's legs from the restraints. 

She then took a small vibrator and placed in Susan's ass. Lastly, Marie strapped on a harness with a large dildo attached. The dildo had little nubs coming out from the cock. That probably added to the pleasure. Marie then began to fuck Susan. She was able to get the entire dildo into Susan's drenched cunt, while at the same time she was able to frig her clit. The combination of the fucking and the vibrator sending off sparks in Susan's ass were too much for Susan to take. Susan was now screaming for release.

I have never seen Susan wail like this in my life. Susan's nipples were as hard as rocks. She was thrusting to meet every thrust Marie had to offer. She was out of control with pleasure. A man from the audience shoved his erection into Susan's mouth. She greedily accepted the cock and within one minute Susan was not only given a mouthful of cum, but she too came crying out, "Enough, enough, I can't take anymore, oh please stop!" 

Finally, Marie stopped her activity, sat back and smiled at her conquest. At the same time, the other women were in various stages of ecstasy as well. The "partner" for Donna, Clara had placed nipple clamps on Donna's tits and had a double headed dildo, one side in Donna's cunt and the other side in her own. She also placed anal beads into Donna's ass. While pulling on the nipple clamps she was fucking Donna. 

Donna's cunt was on soaking wet. She could not get enough of the dildo and she too knew that it would be hard for her to hold out for the five minutes. In fact, about three minutes into this treatment Clara began to slowly pull out the anal beads, while continuing to hump her with the dildo. "Yes, Yes, oh Yes, I'm cumming, Oh God, I'm cumm....ingggg, cumminnngg." With her cum, Donna slumped back into her chair. 

Nancy, who was never with a woman, became insatiable. She was a women possessed. In fact Chuck had two women work on her, Bonnie and Diane. Nancy's table was turned parallel to the floor and lowered somewhat. Bonnie lowered her cunt to Nancy's mouth. Although she never ate a woman, Nancy flicked her tongue at the center of her partner's sex. She licked Bonnie's cunt from back to front. Diane put on a strap on dildo, one with a 10" cock attached. 

She proceeded to fuck Nancy with the dildo. When she was able to move her head away from her Bonnie's cunt, she began yelling, "Fuck me, please fuck my pussy with your cock. I need a cock so badly. Harder, please fuck me faster and harder!! Oh yes, I'm cumming, I'm cummmiiiinggg, I'm cummmming. Oh God, I'm cummmming!! 

We men, on the other hand, during this time became fully aroused, once again. This time each of us took matters into our own hands. We began to masturbate in front of our audience. In a matter of moments, one of the ladies from the audience replaced my hand with her mouth. She twirled her tongue along the tip of my cock, licked me on all sides and had me cumming in her mouth within two minutes. Two other women came to the side of Mel and Ray and did the same thing with their mouths on both guys. This too, had the desired effect as both Mel and Ray deposited a mouthful of cum into the mouths of these women. 

The first part of the contest was over, with not one of the women surviving the initial five-minute time frame. Chuck just smiled. Immediately Chuck announced that for the final twenty-five minutes, we were going to be counting the number of orgasms each lady experienced. Marie turned to me and with a wink said, "I was only toying with your wife before. I am going to do things to her that will have her wanting me over and over again. If you like, and you will know when the time is right, shove your cock into my pussy." 

The orgasm contest began. Donna's partner, Clara turned Donna's table so that Donna's furry blonde cunt faced towards the ceiling. She proceeded to place a "clit clamp" onto Donna's exposed nub that attached to the nipple clamps. Donna then brought out a vibrator and turned the switch to the on position. With the vibrator working its magic in Donna's cunt, the sensations caused by this as well as the sensations caused by the clamps, Donna became, once again very vocal. 

Only this time, no words were said. 

Donna was moaning and screaming in pleasure with only cries of passion filling the room. Clara sensing that Donna was on the verge of multiple orgasms pushed her to the limit by licking her clit. That was too much for Donna as she came and came and came again. All in a matter of a few minutes. Donna's partner did not allow Donna any rest. 

She pulled off the clips, turned the table to the horizontal position and climbed into a "69" position. Donna could not wait to place her mouth on Clara's brown furred pussy. Donna came again as Clara fingered her cunt and tongued her clit. Clara also came, many times from the licking she was getting. Both women lost control as they continued to work their magic on the core to their partner's sex. 

Nancy on the other hand, never fully recovered from her dual assault from Bonnie and Diane. In fact, the two of them never let up. This time, while Bonnie inserted her fingers into Nancy's cunt, seeking out her G spot, Diane inserted a vibrator into Nancy's ass. The vibrator was turned on; Diane began to work it in and out of Nancy's ass like a concert violinist. She knew just how far to pull in out before shoving it back in. 

Bonnie, did find the G spot and by doing so, cause Nancy's ass to come off of the table. "Bitch, bitch, oh fuck. I'm so hot. You are driving me crazy. I'm going to come. I'm going to cum. Please make me cum. I need it so bad. I need to cum and cum and cum." With that Bonnie and Diane went into overdrive. Nancy was literally crying she felt so good. Bonnie removed her fingers only to replace them with another vibrator. Now both of Nancy's holes were being pleasured. Nancy continued to cum. 

Two men from the audience came up to Bonnie and Diane and shoved their cocks into both of their cunts from behind. Bonnie and Diane rocked back and forth on this impalement. Now this table turned into almost a full-blown orgy. The two men had Bonnie and Diane humping back on their cocks, while maintaining their task of pleasuring Nancy. Nancy kept cumming. Boy could she cum. Finally, Diane and Bonnie felt the hot cum from the two guys, which triggered their own orgasm. 

Regular members began to pair off. Four couples created a Daisy chain with a mouth attached to a cunt which was attached to a cock and so on and so on. Three guys were servicing one elderly lady. The lady had one cock in her mouth, one in her pussy and one in her ass. Chuck was the lucky one as he had this woman's ass. Two women were rubbing their hairy pussies against each other, causing each to moan and shout with unrestraint passion. 

At the same time that Nancy and Donna were being royally satisfied, Marie began her work on Susan. First, she lifted Susan's legs so that she was able to tie her legs to the ropes that were part of the arm restraints. Imagine the sight of Susan's dark haired pussy, truly fully exposed, her lips spread apart by the previous action and now you could see the contrast of Susan's wet pink inner folds against the backdrop of her bush. You could also detect her clit peeking out from the hair. Next Marie forced Susan's mouth open and shoved a small ball into her mouth then bound a scarf around her head to keep the ball in place. 

Finally, she took some sort of device from the table next to the chair and placed in on Susan's tits. The device looked like a breastplate, with holes for the nipples to be seen. Part of the device was attached to Susan's nipples through a series of wires with the other part encompassing her entire tit. It was some sight to see. Susan was bound, gagged and helpless. Marie turned a switch on the breastplate. 




The Initiation Ch. 02



The nipples, which were poking through the top of the breastplate, began to be pulled in a few different directions. The wires that were attached to the nipples also provided very small amounts of electrical current causing, not pain, but feelings that Susan thought were going to cause her nipples to explode. All she could so was muffle her approval as her moans were drowned out by the gag. I could not imagine what else Marie could do to my wife. I was already ready to take Marie up on her offer of fucking her, but I waiting to see what she would do next. I did not have to wait much longer. 

She began to tickle Susan's clit with her tongue, driving Susan into an even bigger frenzy. She stopped when Susan's clit really became prominent. At that time, she took one of the wires from the breastplate and attached in to Susan's clit. Once again, a switch was turned and a series of minor shocks were applied to Susan's clit as well. 

In the past Susan and I did some light S & M, which she loved. This was no different as Susan's body was being tormented. Marie turned to me, smiled and said, "I'm just beginning." In fact, Marie's expertise drew many members to gather around her table. Susan was panting uncontrollably through her gag. Marie, who had at one time, experience similar pleasures, finally removed the gag. Susan's cries were overwhelming. ""Ayyyyyyyy, Ohhhhhhhhhhhh , Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyy, I'm cummmmmmming, oh God I'm cummmmmmmmmmming." And she did. 

Marie did not rest. She immediately inserted a vibrator into Susan's cunt and a smaller one into her ass. As soon as she turned both of them on, Susan began to cum again and again. There was no stopping Susan from having multiple orgasms. All this within minutes. "Yes, oh yes, oh yes, I'm cumming again, Ayyyyyyyyyyyyy, Oh yes, yesssssssssssssss, yessssssssssssssssss." Marie was unmerciful. She briefly stopped the torturing of Susan's nipples and clit, untied the all restraints and then lowered the table so it was parallel to the floor. 

She climbed onto the table, on top of Susan, and offered her pussy to Susan's lips. Susan immediately shoved her tongue into Marie's nest and found her clit, which she latched onto. At the same time, Marie placed her face over Susan's pussy and began to shove the vibrators in and out of her cunt, while placing her lips on Susan's clit. I took this as my sign to fuck Marie. And I did just that. I spread Marie's legs and easily slid my cock into her red haired cunt. Watching 

Marie work on my wife drove me crazy and I tried to do my best to shove my cock as far up Marie's cunt as possible. Two men came over to the table and placed their lips on my wife's tits. They began to bite her tits and nipples. She reached out and began to jerk off both of the men. All 5 of us were working in unison. I came for the third time that evening. My cumming and Susan's administrations to her clit started Marie's cum. 

Susan came again. I have no idea, and I don't think Susan did as well know how many times she came that night. Susan's hands worked their magic on the 2 guys who were feasting on her tits. They exploded on my wife's hands and over her tits. We were exhausted when it ended. For the past thirty minutes Susan and the other women were treated like sex toys, and all of them thoroughly enjoyed the action. 

The members gave each woman a round of applause, as all 6 potential new members collapsed on the couches in the room. Various members came over to us offering congratulations for the performances that were on display that evening. We could not speak, we could not move. Champagne was offered to us. We took a flute and waited to see how we had fared in the contest. We did not have to wait long as Chuck came back into view. 

"The contest for membership was really not a contest at all. We just needed to see how each of you would react to being sexual in a room with total strangers. It is important for all of the members to be compatible. If all of you could enjoy yourselves, I venture to say that all of you did, in front of this large group; you would have no problems during our regular 'meetings.' So as far as we are concerned, you passed your initiation test. 

Congratulations to our newest members," stated Chuck as he raised his champagne to toast the 6 newest members of the swing club. Please relax and enjoy the rest of the evening. 

Marie came and sat next to Susan and whispered, "You owe me one!" "You do owe me," Marie whispered to my wife Susan. Here it was, some two hours after we arrived to be "initiated" into this swing club and my wife was exhausted. Not only did the host's wife Marie, have her way with Susan, but other members of the club, both guys and girls sucked and fucked Susan for what seemed longer than two hours. Susan's thick and hairy black bush was coated with so much cum; it took on the appearance of being two-tone. 

"I can't believe how many times I came," Susan remarked. "I thought my nipples were going to explode and I my cunt has never been subjected to so much pleasure. Marie, you are one wonderful woman. And yes, I will reciprocate with you, but not tonight. I don't have any strength left." "You think you don't, but I am willing to bet that I can make you cum one more time before you and Bob go home. You just rest for a while and we can discuss it later." 

Not only was my wife service royally, but also her friend Donna, Donna's husband Ray, myself and the other couple who were initiated tonight, could not believe how things had turned out. We were all fortunate to be invited to participate in the initiation and now we had become full members of this swing club. Sex was everywhere, but we needed time to rest. 

I sat myself down next to my wife and she curled into my lap wanting nothing more than to watch the ongoing activities. "Marie, will not let me go. She promised me one more orgasm before we left. I told her there was no way I can do that tonight. She said just wait and see." I smiled and did not doubt Marie for one second. She was a temptress who exuded sex. The new members were amazed at the sexual couplings right in front of their eyes. One elderly statuesque woman was spread eagle as she stood up, with a one end of a rope tied to each nipple and the other end to a hook attached to a wall, some 6 feet in front of her. 

There was enough slack in the rope so that by pulling on it, the woman's nipples would become even further distended. There were two men and a woman servicing this woman who must have been 60 years old. Her large tits were constantly being tugged by one of the other woman and as the nipples became harder, the servicing woman attached nipple clamps to them. 

The tied up lady was moaning from the pain and pleasure of her nipples being distended. One of the men placed a small table under the woman's ass, took the ropes tied to her legs and pushed her legs up and out so that her dark brown haired cunt and asshole were exposed. 

This woman probably had not shaved in a year. Even at her age, her cunt hair started at her belly button as a fine line and then sprouted over her mound and up past her asshole. By the way her cunt looked, she was dripping! With her cunt so exposed, one of the men began to fuck her, while the second man forced his cock into her mouth. She was being serviced by the three of them at the same time. The man receiving what must have been a first class blowjob came within two minutes, depositing cum everywhere, some even making its way into the woman's mouth. 

With a cock out of her mouth, the woman began to wail like a sailor on shore leave. "More, fuck me harder with that cock. Oh yeah, oh yeah, it feels so good. Come on pull my nipples. 

Oh.....Oh......more, more please give me more... Then came the sounds that signaled her orgasm. It started from the back of her throat and became a wail and in no time she became incoherent as her emotions got the better part of her. 

Her legs were shaking as her tits were bouncing and the man fucking her did all that he could do to prevent himself from cumming too quickly. One orgasm came, and then the woman came immediately again and finally the man announced his orgasm and pumped his cum into both her cunt and onto her bush. After his last spurt, she came one last time with a cry that made many people in the room turn around. 

My wife Susan watched in amazement, as this lady must have had the same feelings my wife experienced just a few short minutes ago. The rest of the evening was uneventful with both Susan and I taking in the scene appearing in front of us. Soon it was time to go, as 3:00 am approached. I did remember that Marie had promised to provide one more orgasm for my wife, but thought nothing of it as we got set to leave.

Our hosts Chuck and Marie were waiting by the door saying goodbye to those who were fortunate enough to be invited to the party. Donna and Ray joined us as we were making our way toward the door. It felt strange having to get dressed to go home, but we did manage to slip some clothes on. There were a few couples still remaining when we exchanged good night wishes with our host. 

"Chuck, this was amazing. I think I can speak for all four of us when I say that we were glad to be invited and we look forward to the next meeting." With that Donna gave Chuck and Marie a peck on their cheeks. I did the same to Marie and Ray and me exchanged handshakes with Chuck. As Susan gave Chuck a good night kiss, he held her for a minute longer than expected. Marie came up behind Susan and remarked, "You thought I forgot about that last orgasm." With that Marie reached under Susan's dress, and as Susan had no panties on, Marie found Susan's slit, still soaking wet. Immediately Marie inserted two fingers and began pumping furiously, as Chuck held my wife's hands together. 

"No, Oh no, no more......Oh.........no...." as my wife's protests became weaker and weaker. Marie was not going to torture Susan for any period of time. She just wanted to let Susan know who was in charge. "I will have you anytime I want. You love this don't you? Don't you?" All my wife could do was nod her head. Marie found Susan's clit. With two fingers in Susan's cunt, and now one working her clit, she brought Susan to her last orgasm of the night. Susan was moving her cunt back and forth on Marie's hand. We were all watching Marie's fingers disappear into the hairy cunt. Finally, Susan shuddered and came, panting and moaning. We finally made it out the door as Chuck handed us a package before we left. 

To be continued...



The Initiation Ch. 02



Rachel was feeling frustrated. Ever since Master had said those magical words to her, "Then we shall begin," she had been waiting for . . . expecting . . . hot sex and passion. Instead, her new Master seemed to delight in keeping her aching with unfulfilled desire and constant arousal. He made her stay naked throughout the entire day and evening, wearing nothing but those chains that pulled and tugged against all her sensitive spots. She had become so horny that all she could think of was sex, and she knew her discomfort was obvious to her Master in the way that He grinned at her when He came home in the evenings, the way He casually . . . oh so casually . . . brushed her hard nipples when she served Him dinner, the way that He kept His heated gaze on certain parts of her that made her squirm. The first few days after she had knelt before Him on the stone altar and promised her submission, she had clumsily tried to seduce Him, but He seemed impervious to what she was offering. Finally, He had chuckled and bent to give her a swift, hard kiss. 

"Patience, my pet," He had said. "That is the first lesson you must learn."

Rachel sighed as she began preparing the evening meal, and wondered just how long she was going to have to be patient. Which in itself, was an exercise in impatience. Which seemed to prove Master's point that she hadn't yet learned self-control. Rachel deboned the chicken with a little more energy than was strictly necessary and threw it into the heated skillet, along with a handful of fresh rosemary. She added a few layers of tin foil, then the heavy stones which pressed it while it was cooking. She turned her attention to the side dishes that she had planned to go along with the chicken and glanced at the clock. She'd better hurry. Master would be home soon.

She lifted her head at the sound of a knock against the front door. Still a bit too early for Master . . . and he wouldn't knock, would he? She scurried to the door and peeped through the hole. It was the oldest of Master's associates, Judah, the one who seemed to be second-in-command. Aware of her nakedness, Rachel opened the door, carefully staying hidden behind it.

"He isn't home," she told Judah, hoping that only her eyes were visible around the edge of the door.

The older man bowed his head in assent. "Yes, He asked me to wait for Him here."

"Um . .well . . . ." Rachel was at a loss. She had been told not to wear any clothing in the house while Master was gone, but would He really want her naked in front of His associates?

Judah's eyes gleamed a little, as though he knew exactly what was running through her mind. "He told me you would, of course, invite me to wait inside."

That settled it, then. Rachel opened the door, her eyes skirting away from Judah's, her cheeks flushed hot pink as she revealed her nakedness. The older man cleared his throat, then moved past her.

"May I offer you a drink? Some lemonade? Or, something stronger?"

She could feel Judah's eyes on her hips as she moved toward the kitchen. "Lemonade," he finally answered.

When Rachel returned to the living room, Judah was seated on the couch. "Thank you, my dear," he said as he took the offered lemonade. Rachel noticed, with a little amusement, that he addressed her nipples, rather than her eyes. His obvious distraction served to make her more comfortable in front of him, and she found herself just beginning to relax a bit when the sound of a key in the front door sent her scurrying to greet her Master.

Rachel knelt on the tiles of the front entrance until Master stepped through the doorway with His usual, "Greetings, my pet." Then, she rose and took His suit jacket and His tie. 

"You have a guest, Master. Judah is in the living room."

Master's eyes sparkled. "Is he now? And, did my little pet offer him some refreshment?"

"Yes, Master, lemonade."

"Good girl." Her Master pulled Rachel to Him, unmindful of the suit jacket and tie she was holding, and kissed her deeply. His hands moved down her back to press her hips against His, and she felt the outline of His arousal through His pants. The chains tugged at her always sensitive nipples and rubbed against her usually swollen clit. Her heart raced and she knew her eyes were fogged with desire when He finally put her from Him.

"Sweet little petslut," He said affectionately, swatting her bottom. "Go hang up My clothes and finish dinner. Is there enough for Judah to join us?"

That was a rhetorical question, of course. Master knew it was impossible for Rachel to cook just two portions of anything.

Rachel served the two men dinner, hovering by the table and trying to anticipate their needs. Judah showed great deference to her Master, but Rachel noticed that his eyes strayed, from time to time, to her breasts and hips, and the shadowy cleft in between. She assumed her Master noticed, too, because His spirits were even higher than usual, and she noticed that the teasing glint that was generally present in His eyes when He looked at her was even more pronounced.

After dinner, Master rose and beckoned Judah to join Him again in the living room. "Bring us a couple of beers," He told Rachel. "And when you're finished with cleaning the kitchen, I would like you to join us." 

She brought the men each a bottle of beer, and left a plate of cookies on the low table by the couch. Judah had pulled out several photographs and the men were frowning over them. Rachel heard snatches of muttered conversation as she went back toward the kitchen. It sounded like, "Aztecs . . . human sacrifice . . . " but she assumed that was just the by-product of her always over-active imagination.

She wiped her hands on a tea towel and tossed it into the washing machine to be laundered in the morning. The kitchen was spotless, the sink shiny, and the table set for breakfast in the morning. Rachel returned to the living room carrying two more bottles of beer. Master had placed a pillow on the floor next to His feet and as He reached out to take the beers from her, He indicated with a nod of His head that she should sit next to Him. He absently stroked her hair and her shoulders as he discussed what seemed to be a potential Latin American crisis with Judah.

"We've traced them back to this small village," Judah was saying. "Not too far from outskirts of Mexico City, but we need to know what you want us to do next."

"Revolución Azteca," Master murmured. He reached out to pick up a photograph that showed a man's head with a stake driven through it and what appeared to be his heart lying on the ground just behind it. When Rachel shuddered, her Master tangled His fingers in her hair and guided her face against His thigh so her view of the photograph was blocked. "Thank you for bringing this to My attention, Judah. You know what to do?"

Judah bowed his head in acknowledgement, then he rose. "I shall gather the others and we will return in three hours." 

When the door had closed behind him, Master lifted Rachel's face from His thigh. "It appears that I will be working later than I had planned," He said. "Come with me."

He tugged on Rachel's chains and she followed Him in to His bedroom. She suspected he didn't sleep much, if at all, but He had a huge bed in against the center of one wall, ornate carvings covering the four posts that rose to the ceiling from each corner. He motioned to Rachel to climb onto the bed, then he guided her onto her back, positioning her limbs to that they were stretched out toward each of the four posts.

He was whistling something just under His breath as he stepped to the first corner, nearest to her right shoulder. Rachel recognized the tune as "Lola" by the Kinks. As she was pondering His choice of song, Master lifted her wrist in His and snapped a heavy cuff around it. Grinning, he fastened the cuff to one of the posts with a ten --inch length of heavy chain. He put His hand around Rachel's wrist and tugged, testing the hold.

"That'll do," He said.

He moved to each of the other corners, cuffing Rachel's wrists and ankles and chaining her to the bed. With each click of the cuff, her clit throbbed. With each tug of the chain, her cunt lips wept with desire. The thin chains pulling at her nipples and rubbing against her clit made an unbearable ache deep inside her. When He finally sat next to her on the bed, His hip against hers, all she could do was look at Him and beg, "Master, please."

He bent and pulled one hard nipple into his mouth, His lips wrapped around it, tugging it deep against His tongue. Rachel moaned and arched off the bed. Her Master lifted His head and smiled. "Please what, my little slut?"

Her eyes begged Him. He laid one hand against her stomach then slid it down to cover her shaven mound, easing His fingers under the delicate chain that ran between her cunt lips. As he lifted his fingers, the chain caught against her clit and Rachel cried out in longing. "Master . . . please."

Again, He grinned at her, knowing that she was still shy enough and embarrassed enough from her body's response to keep from saying exactly what He wanted to hear. "Please what, my slave?"

Rachel turned her head, trying to find a place to hide her burning face. Master's fingers dropped further, circling the opening to her cunt, easing just the tip of one finger in, enflaming her more.

"Tell me," He urged. "Tell me exactly what you want Me to do to you." She pressed her hot cheeks against her upper arm, and closed her eyes. He slid one finger in a little further, and moved His hand so that the slender chain was trapped between the pad of His thumb and her sensitive bud. "Master . . ." she moaned.

He stretched out alongside her and pressed His lips to her ear. "Do you want me to fuck you, little one?"

Rachel whimpered and nodded.

"Then you need to say it, my pet. Tell Me what you want me to do to you." He slide His finger in more and rotated His thumb just enough to send a deep flash of desire through His bound slave. He turned her face with His other hand so she couldn't hide her eyes from Him, then bent to slide His lips down her throat, down her shoulders, and to her nipples. As His teeth closed over one tender bud, He slid a second finger beside the first and pressed more firmly against her clit. He began moving His fingers in and out of her, drawing her body's response from deep within her, taking her closer and closer to the edge. A third finger was added, filling and stretching her cunt, which clung to his fingers like a glove. Rachel moaned and arched off the bed, trying to keep in contact with His fingers when he withdrew them, pushing them deep when He re-entered her.

"Whose cunt is this?" He whispered.

"Yours, my Master," she moaned.

His thumb teased her clit. "And whose clit is this?"

"Yours, Master."

His lips pressed against hers. "And whose mouth?"

"My Master's."

His mouth moved to her temple, His breath warm against her skin. "And whose mind is this, my pet?"

"All yours, Master." Her hips lifted, beginning to roll frantically, trying to reach her peak.

He withdrew His fingers and sat up, leaving her panting and writhing on the bed. "No, my pet. If you are editing your thoughts and desires, then your mind is not yet mine. And until it is, I won't take you completely."

He trailed a finger down between her breasts, over her mound and then pressed it against her clit. "Do you understand, my petslave?"

Her eyes drifted shut for a moment, then she opened them and met His eyes. She took a deep breath and parted her lips. "I need you to fuck me, Master."

A slow smile spread across His face. Bending His head once again, He ran His tongue up and down her slit, circling her clit, tasting her juices, making her sob His name. He stood up and took off His clothes, folding them carefully before stretching out over her and capturing her lips with His. "I *shall* fuck you, my pet. Harder and better than you've ever been fucked before." Then, as He slid His cock into her, filling her and making her groan, He added wickedly, "I'm just not sure yet if I'll let you cum."



The Initiation Ch. 03



(I would suggest reading parts 1 & 2 prior to your turning your attention to this chapter. This chapter does not bring you back to the special club, but provides you with some surprises and sets up nicely for the final chapter)

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It took us about two weeks to recuperate from this night. Over this two-week period, our sexual appetites increased. There were times I came home from work only to find my wife in bed with some dildo up her ass, feverishly frigging her own cunt. We fucked and sucked each other around every room in the house. 

Reality then set in. We could not keep this pace up forever. As such, we began to get back into our routines of the house. And for a while, that was fine. Two more weeks had passed and Susan reminded us that both our mother's were coming for their annual visit. Still in their mid 50's both were divorced and quite attractive. Susan's mom, Sheri and my mom, Tina was on the way to the west coast as they usually vacationed together. Their divorces left them very well off so they take advantage of being able to travel whenever they want. 

"I completely forgot they were coming," I said. "They will be here when we have to go to our next party at Chuck's house." 

"Don't worry, they will be happy to be away from us after spending a few days together," my wife remarked. "I need to get back at Marie. She had me every which way. There was not a nerve she did not touch. If I don't get her, she will think she can have me anytime she wants. I want her to know that I too can play her game!" 

The upcoming party was one where the newest members were to invite a potential new member. Over the past few weeks, Susan and Bob were trying to figure out who they could approach. Which friends had similar interests as they had when it came to sex? So far, names were added then crossed off their list. They had a few more couples in mind with little time to make a decision as they turned their attention to their respective mother's who were about to arrive. Sheri and Tina arrived the next day. 

Both looked great. Sheri, unlike her daughter was a striking blond, and quite well built. On her last visit, when we went to the beach, she did not go for the modest bathing suit look. Rather she opted for a striking red two-piece suit that accentuated her curves. Not as large on top as her daughter, nevertheless, she did have a great figure. My mom had matured well, with her hair streaked with gray. She too, had, if I may say so, a nice figure, although some rounding in the curves was evident. Both were in their mid 50's. 

After two days of going out to dinner and the theatre, both moms begged out of our next evenings planned activity. We had planned to go to a movie, but Sheri and Tina said they were too tired and would just like to relax and perhaps rent a movie. We left the house, telling our mom's that we expected to be back around midnight as we were going to dinner and then the movie. Everything that could go wrong with our plans did. 

The restaurant was overcrowded with a private party, so we skipped dinner and went to a movie that turned out to be just terrible. We arrived home around 10 pm, and as we opened the front door, the view before Susan and my eyes will always stick in my mind. When we entered our house we noticed the lights off in the family room, but the glow from the television was prominent. As we approached the closed door to the room there was a distinct noise of passion. We moved from that side entrance to the front side of the room where we peeked through the blinds as to what was going on. Since there were no other lights on in the house, we were not noticed. 

Showing on the television was the tape that Chuck gave to us as we left his house after our "membership meeting." Not only that, but both our mom's were stark naked and they were busy masturbating furiously. Susan and I wanted to leave but we were fixed as our mom's beat off to our performance. Susan's mom was a natural blond who, like Susan, left the razor in the drawer. Her abundant pubic hair was glistening with the wetness caused by her touching her clitoris. She was oblivious to our staring at her. 

I tried not to look at my mom, but I too, was fixed on her actions. Her well-rounded curves were moving up and down on the couch as her nipples were so hard, they pointed heavenly. She also had a full bush of dark pubic hair. It was the first time I had ever seen my mother completely naked. What a vision of beauty and sexiness.

It appeared as thought there was a contest to see who was able to climax first. Fingers were moving in a blur. Nipples were being pinched; fingers were being inserted into each cunt. Moaning like there was no tomorrow, clearly the women were fixed on the images on the television. On the television, Marie was ravishing Susan. Her entire cunt was exposed with vibrators and clips attached to various erogenous zones. Susan was also servicing two men. 

"Oh my God," Sheri panted as she looked over to Tina who, too, was moaning. "I can't believe my own daughter was into such things. I can't believe the pleasure she is receiving." With that Sheri picked up the pace of frigging her cunt. 

"Did you see the cock on my son," Teri remarked, "and how it was teased until he came in gallons."? With that, Sheri turned to face Teri and gave her best friend a kiss that was more than just a hello kiss. Sheri responded in kind and then both of them became one. Fingers moved from their own cunts to each other. Sheri pushed Tina down on the couch and placed her mouth directly on Tina's center of pleasure. 

Tina had a few mild climaxes and then one massive one. Even though she was spent, Tina made sure to reciprocate. "You and your daughter do have something in common. You both have very hairy bushes. I wonder if Susan also enjoys a good tongue lashing?" Tina went after Sheri as though this scene was played out before. She pinned my mother's legs apart, and inserted first one, then two fingers into my month's cunt. At the same time she was finger-fucking my mother, she put her tongue to her very visibly swollen clitoris and began to administer what seemed like a practice she had done before. 

After a few minutes, Tina exploded over Sheri's face. Tina was not done with Sheri. She removed her mouth from Tina's clitoris, and began to grind three fingers into her cunt, finally locating her G spot. As she massaged the very core of Sheri's sexuality, she was talking dirty to her. Her words referenced the previous time Sheri had her way with my mother. My mother was begging for another release. "Sheri, please, let me cum again. Pleeeeease, let me cum." Tina was in a race to climax and finally, she did with a sound they could have woken the entire city. 

All during the onslaught we could not take our eyes off out mother. It appeared as though my mother like to be dominated and in Sheri it seemed as though she had found the perfect partner to release her sexuality. While watching the woman go at it, I did manage to move a finger under Susan's skirt and saw that her cunt was soaking wet. Susan stopped wearing panties after our recent parties, and her wetness moved from her cunt to her thighs. 

She did manage to see that my erection was making my pants act as a tent. Finally, the show ended with Susan as I turned to each other and without a word quietly moved back to the front door, waited a few minutes then opened it quietly and slammed it shut. "We're home!" I yelled. We deliberately took our time putting our jackets in the closet. 

"We are in the family room," yelled Tina. We made our way into the room, only to see our moms wearing robes and looking quite respectful. We told them that our plans changed and because of that we got here about two hours before we expected. 

"What did you guys watch on the television," Susan asked. 

"Oh, nothing special" Sheri said, trying to hide the smile on her face. We said our good nights and proceeded to our rooms. 

The door hardly closed when Susan lifted her skirt and pushed my head to her cunt. It took all of two minutes of tonguing her hairy cunt to bring her to a shattering orgasm. She had to hold a pillow over her face as to not to scream as loud as she wanted to, fearing our parents would hear. She wasted no time in striping off my pants as she impaled herself on my cock. She was in the reverse cowboy position which I love. 

The mirror on the wall reflected Susan's cunt in its full glory, her legs splayed apart, her tits shaking with nipples alive and very hard with my cock splitting the hairiest cunt I have ever seen. For me, relief was quick. I reached for her tits and pulled on her nipples as she rode me to a great cum. It took me all of three minutes to explode in my wife's cunt, saturating her cunt with what must have felt like a weeks worth of cum. My wife was able to join me in climaxing as my release triggered hers. 

After a few minutes and after we had a chance to calm down, we discussed what we just observed. We always new our mother's were sexy, but we had no idea that our moms were lovers, but the thought of what they said had us wanting more. We turned over and tried to sleep. I was thinking just how far we could take this with our mother's. The forbidden fruit of having sex with our respective mother's was a one-time conversation Susan and I had during our fantasy play. We had great sex during that role play. I was wondering if Susan would entertain that idea again. 

The next morning we were all up early and it was though nothing unusual happened last night. The ladies had a shopping trip planned and I had to take care of some business at the office. Susan was going to make dinner for the four of us that night and she instructed me to pick up things for the menu before I came home.

Susan prepared a great meal, but during dessert Sheri mentioned something that stopped all conversation. "You know we both saw you watching us last night. That made things even more exciting. We also found this on your dresser." It was the invitation to the next party a few days from today. 

"Tina and I had no idea that you were into such "adventures" but it was obvious from the tape you both are very sexual and loved the idea of sharing it with others. You are also probably wondering about the two of us?" 

"You could say that," Susan replied. 

My mother said, "That after our respective divorces, we began to take vacations together. The first time we went to one of the luxurious spas, and had the chance to enjoy a "couples" massage, you know the ones that have two people getting a massage in the same room, by the time we got back to our room our hands were all over each other. I think that when we saw each other naked, all hidden fantasies, became real. Don't get me wrong, we still need a hard cock, but in the absence of one, a mouth on a pussy will do wonders. Don't you agree, Susan?" My wife just nodded her agreement. 

"Which one of your neighbors are you going to bring to the party?" asked Sheri. 

I told her "That so far, we have not asked anyone as there are little things with each of our friends that would probably be a deterrent from having them join us."

Tina and Sheri said together, "We would like to go with you?" 

Tina continued, "We have never had the unbridled sex you had and I think you would agree that we are two-pretty good looking, hot MILF's."

I felt it was important for me to tell our mother's what is expected of them if they came as our guests. "You are going to have to have sex with multiple partners throughout the evening." 

"No problem" both of them replied in unison interrupting my words. 

I continued, "You are expected to have sex with multiple partners that have to include sex with the couple that brings you to the meeting." 

With that Tina moved behind Sheri, and, in less than a minute had Susan's mother naked and twisting her nipples into hard points. "The video got us so hot, that our quiet conversations during our sex play, centered on how we wanted to have sex with both of you. I know the stigma, but it is just sex, and both of us," Tina continued, "have no qualms about doing this." 

Sheri began moaning, as Tina's fingers worked magic on her nipples. Tina shifted her focus to Sheri's pussy, and had two fingers up her cunt in no time. Using the two fingers to elicit further noises from Sheri, she said, "Isn't she hot, so hot, that as soon as I touch her clit, she will cum." We were mesmerized watching Susan's mother enjoy the wanton sexual adventure initiated by Tina. "Do you want to see your mother cum, Susan" Tina asked. 

My wife could only stutter a response, "Yes, oh yes." 

"Before I allow your mother to cum, you too need to cum too. Bob, I think Susan would enjoy a good finger-fucking as well." 

"Susan please," pleaded Sheri, "I am so ready to explode, but Tina will not get me there unless you join me." 

Susan stood and removed her skirt. No panties, but a very wet cunt framed by that hairy bush. I stuck two fingers into my wife's cunt and began to rotate them as she like me to do. Both women were moaning uncontrollably as they raced to see who would climax first. 

My mother and I were avoiding clitoral contact, but by the sounds Susan and Sheri were making, they were enjoying our efforts. They were bucking their hips back and forth trying to urge on their climaxes. I look at my mother and silently nodded as to say, it's time to reward the woman by allowing them to get off. At the same time, we began to massage the clits of our partners with our thumb which allowed us to continue to finger-fuck the women as well. Screaming their release, both Sheri and Susan came hard and then collapsed on the sofa. 

They were covered in a light sweat and to see them that way, with their legs spread, one with a thick, hairy blonde bush and one with a similar dark bush, almost made me cum in my pants. The final barriers were going to be broken at next weeks get together. While I was hoping to get my erection taken care of by my wife, she was so exhausted she quickly fell asleep, providing no relief. I continued to toss and turn, wondering what it be like to fuck my mother. 

I drifted back to a time when I was perhaps ten or eleven year's old sitting in front of the television in the afternoon after finishing my homework. My mother came into the living room and sat on the couch and as she tucked her legs under her, her skit rode up and I thought I saw what I now know is a dense forest of pubic hair. As I got older, I relive that day wondering just what her uncovered pussy would look like, feel like, taste like if I had the chance. Now I would. I guess it is every boy's forbidden fantasy. 

I continued to toss and turn but was not able to get to sleep. I quietly got out of bed and headed for the kitchen to get something to drink. When I entered the kitchen I saw Susan's mother sitting at the table. 

"You too," said Sheri. 

"Yup, I could not sleep. I kept thinking about what happened tonight and what may happen at the party next week." 

"Well now that I have been here for an hour, I am going to try to get some sleep." With that Sheri got up to go back to her room. I was stopped in my tracks as Sheri wore such a thin nightshirt; it was obvious that she had neglected to put panties on. Her nipples were poking through her shirt. She passed me and was about to give me a good night peck, something she always did, when she abruptly whispered, "I can't believe what you can do with that cock of yours" as she proceeded to lift her night dress over her head.

"We really shouldn't be doing this." 

"Don't worry. Your mom is making her way into your bedroom right now. She has a thing for pussy, especially hairy ones, and by what we had seen on the video, she would feast on your wife's pussy. How long did it take her to get her bush to look like that? I thought she kept it shaved to a certain extent." 

"It's a long story that at this time, from what I see," as she looked at my very hard cock, "we will not have the time to discuss it." Her fingers were stroking my cock in earnest. She must have paid attention to our video as she made me even harder. 

"Come into the family room so we can do his right," Sheri said.

She grabbed my cock and led me to the couch where she pushed me down and then engulfed my cock with her mouth. "I'll cum if you continue this way." 

"You will not cum until I tell you to do so. I haven't had a cock in any of my holes for months." With that she impaled herself on my cock. Her thick bush was coated with her wetness. "Play with my tits, bite my nipples!" I know I should not be doing this but the thought of my mother eating my wife was too much for my imagination. Here I was getting royally fucked by my mother. I knew that this was going to be a long night. 

In my bedroom, Tina snuck into bed next to my wife and said, "How did you allow Marie, to play with you like that?" Tina had moved quickly to face my wife, removed her bedclothes and before my wife could answer, had three fingers up my wife's cunt. My wife was startled into waking up. "After my divorce, I took a liking to women as well as men. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing like a hard, large cock shoved into your pussy, but there is also something very erotic watching a woman cum when you are doing the pleasuring." "Well," as Tina continued to thrust fingers up Susan's cunt and now, her asshole, "How did Marie control you like that?" 

Susan's hips were moving up in down in response to the workings of Tina. "Right now, your husband is fucking your mother, so relax and enjoy. We have some time to ourselves." Tina played with Susan's cunt, teasing her and then forcefully fingering her. She knew when to thrust quickly, when to touch lightly and when to stretch both her cunt and asshole. "Tell me, or I will stop. You don't want me to stop do you? Well do you?" 

"No, oh please not, don't stop! I am soaking wet and I love the way your fingers feel. Marie, oh..oh...oh..Marie had total control over me and I loved it. I'll tell you everything about it later, but I need to cum now. Please, please, please fuck me harder with your fingers, please I want to cum, Oh,,,,,,,Oh.... as Susan's hips were moving without thought. I let Marie do anything she wanted because it felt sooooooo gooood." 

"As good as now?" Tina asked. 

"No, now is better." That was the answer Tina was looking for. She spread Susan's legs apart and tied her hands to the bed frame with some sahes she had brought into the room with her. 

"If you thought Marie was good, you have not experienced anything like you will experience tonight." 

With that, she made sure Susan's nipples were rock hard and then attached clips to the ends of the nipples Tina attached the other end of the clips to the headboard causing Susan to cry out in some pain as her tits were pushed upward. Tina then tied Susan's legs to the bed posts and proceeded to put clips on Susan's cunt lips, one on each side. This exposed Susan's cunt to an even greater degree. Tina then began to work her fingers into Susan's cunt and ass hole. 

Alternating between heavy and light touches, she had Susan's nerve endings frayed. Finally, she added to the pleasure by placing her tongue on her clit. Susan's hips went wild. The pain from the nipple clips and the pleasure from the tonguing had made Susan incoherent. "More, more, more tongue. Oh......it feels so good.... My nipples feel like they are going to burst. Please, I need to cum. Let me cum Susan howled." 

Finally, with the precision of an orchestra conductor, Tina, while flicking Susan's clit, reached her G spot and added some subtle pressure. Susan exploded. Not one, not twice, but in a series of uncontrollable wails. It was a hard cum, thoroughly exhausting and leaving Susan panting wanting for more. 




The Initiation Ch. 03



And more is what she received. She then took her index finger and ran it over the outstretched cunt lips. With nothing more than a feathery touch, making sure that she did not come in contact with Susan's engorged clit, she masterfully stroked the lips, ever so lightly, causing Susan to once again, move her hips up and down off the bed, while screaming in ecstasy at the sensations her mothe was causing. 

All the while Tina moved her own fingers over her swollen clit, causing minor explosions. Finally, Tina, took the clips off of Susan's cunt lips, climbed on top of her and initiated some cunt-to-cunt movement. Tina was so close. Tina and Susan moved their hairy cunts together, rubbing furiously, challenging each to cum first. The friction of the two bushes finally drove Tina over the edge, with Susan following. Their cries filled the entire house. 

And although Bob was fully busy fucking Susan's mom from behind, the cries from upstairs startled both of them. "Your mom is so fucking good at bringing pleasure to your wife," Sheri panted as I continued to thrust into her cunt. "I know first hand just what your mom is capable off. There isn't one night when we travel that she doesn't get me off two or three times. She has an insatiable appetite for pussy. Oh....Oh....more, deeper please, fuck me harder....harder." I continued my assault on Susan's mom's cunt. I turned her back over, spread her legs and once again, shoved my cock into her cunt. 

Her tits were glistening with sweat, her nipples rock hard, begging to be sucked. She took her own hands to her tits and rolled, pinched and teased her own nipples. Sensing that I could not last much longer, she moaned, "In my cunt, please in my cunt. I want your cum sprayed into my cunt, onto my bush. Oh.... I love cum, I love your hard cock." With that her legs locked around my back as she thrust her pelvis once more. As she climaxed, and from the sounds emanating from the upstairs bedroom, I could not hold out as came as well.

The noises from our bedroom stopped, and in the aftermath of some fantastic sex, I think both Susan and I realized that our mother's would make perfect guests at the next party. 

The final chapter to be continued...



The Initiation Ch. 04



I would suggest you read the first three chapters in order to gain continuity to the story. This is the final chapter. 



Susan and Bob received a reminder invitation to their next party. As Bob had already spoken to Chuck about bringing their mother's as guests, Chuck's letter stated some of the provisions for having Sheri and Tina attend the party.

"Mom, Sheri please listen to what is expected of you if you decide to attend the swingers party on Saturday, which is three days from now" Bob stated to his mother and mother. Bob's wife, Susan, Sheri's daughter was in the room as well listening intently. Bob started to read the letter. "As guests to our secret party, you will be expected to have sex with members of our group which will include your respective siblings. If you are in agreement, you need to refrain from any sex over the next few days. 

Additionally, you will need to be dressed appropriately. Shower prior to getting dressed, wear a loose fitting dress. Undergarments are prohibited and most importantly, do not shave your pussy. Lastly, when you arrive at the house, you will be blindfolded before you enter the house."

"Any question?" Bob asked the very good looking moms. Both shook their heads in agreement. 

"We have no problems, with any of this, except the no sex part" bemoaned Tina. "But we can wait a few days if it means going to a great party."

Bob and Susan were also somewhat curious about the party as this was going to be the first one they attended since they became members. Susan could not think of a time when she was so sexually turned on when as when she was at the last meeting. Both women and men had taken her in various ways. She came so much that night that she replays that night often, watching the video that was presented to her by Chuck at the end of that evening.

"Let me give Chuck a call" Bob said to Susan, "so I can let him know that our mom's will be coming."

"I have to go over to meet with Marie" in about thirty minutes, so let me tell her and she will tell Chuck," Susan replied. "Marie and I are going to the mall to pick out some sexy lingerie for the party." 

"Fine with me" Bob said.

While driving to Marie, Susan could not stop thinking about the way Marie played her that first night. Marie had on the brink of cumming so many times, that when Marie finally hit the right spots, Susan saw stars. Being watched all during the time Marie had me under her charms made it even more exciting. To be naked, legs spread with her very hairy black bush on display had the men jerking off and the women wanting to touch her. She was trying to think of a way to pay back her friend.

Marie and Chuck greeted Susan and after Susan told both of them that her mom and Bob's mom were going to attend the party, Marie and Susan left for the mall. They arrived at the mall and headed straight to the Pleasure Cove clothing store. The home of intimate apparel and other sexy lines of clothing, it was the fanciest store in the mall. When they walked in Susan was taken aback by the lack of customers in this very fancy store.

Just then a very good looking red headed lady came out from behind the curtain separating the front of the store from what Susan believed was the store room. "Barbara, I would like you to meet my good friend, Susan," Marie said. "Barbara is a dear friend of mine and has always been able to provide some sexy things for me to wear." 

"Nice to meet you Susan, glad you were able to come today" Barbara remarked. 

"I am glad to be here but I am curious why the store is not crowded as we seem to be the only ones in the store at this time," Susan asked. 

"I guess Marie didn't tell you that we operate by appointment only. She booked the next hour for both of you," Barbara replied. "Let's get started. What are you looking for?" 

"We are going to a very special party on Saturday, and we need something really sexy to wear to the party," Susan noted.

"Should we start with some sexy undergarments?" Barbara asked.

"No," Marie quickly replied with a grin and a subtle wink toward Barbara. "We are not going to need underwear for this party."

"Okay, let me bring out a few of my sexiest dresses for you to try on. Marie, let's start with your friend first. What size dress do you wear, Susan?" Barbara asked.

"Normally I wear a size 8, but with a 38D bra size, I may need the next size."

Barbara stopped by the front door to lock it as Marie and Susan followed Barbara into the back of the store. Susan stopped in her tracks when she saw how the back room was set up. The room was the size of a living room and furnished with very expensive furniture. 

"I try to treat my customers as family. When you come here the experience should be one of being comfortable with your surroundings. What better way to try on sexy clothes than to have everything at your disposal," Barbara said as she spread her hand in a way to show her guests what she meant. Large floor to ceiling mirrors, some portable. Three-sided mirrors to get the best view when trying on clothes. Plush chairs with foot stools to be used when trying on shoes were placed strategically throughout the room. A fully stocked bar was in one corner as was small sandwiches.

Barbara brought out several dresses, tops and very short skirts. "Susan, you need to get out of what you are wearing in order to try these on to see if they accentuate your shape" 

"Come on, I've seen you naked before," exclaimed Marie. "Knowing you, you probably are not wearing underwear." With that, Marie snaked her hand under the hem of Susan's dress. "I thought so, and by the way, Barbara, Susan's pussy is soaking wet."

Embarrassed, a little, nevertheless, Susan, in one motion, pulled her hem up and took her dress off all in one motion. "Oh my!" sighed Barbara. "She really is a beauty, Marie." There stood Susan, her tits standing tall, her nipples hard as diamonds, with her hands placed on her hips. Barbara's eyes moved from Susan's chest to the thicket of lush, black pubic hair that surrounded her pussy. Taking it all in, Susan thought to herself; let me tease Barbara just a bit. With that thought Susan spread her legs ever so slightly, allowing her hairy slit to be seen with a hint of her clit sticking out.

"Where's the first dress for me to try on?" Susan asked. Barbara snapped out of her trance and handed her a very short skirt and matching top. Susan put both of them on, struggling a little with the top as it appeared to be a little too small. "I think I need a larger size on the top." 

"Let's get it over your tits first then look at it with the skirt on and if we have to I will get another top" Barbara said. Barbara nodded subtly to Marie, words unspoken but it appeared as though Marie know what Barbara wanted her to do. After Susan got her top over her tits, both Marie and Barbara agreed that the top was too small. 

"Here, let me help you with that" Barbara mentioned to Susan as Susan struggled to get her hands out of the sleeves. The top was now over her tits, blocking her view as Susan tried to get the sleeves off. 

Before she knew it, one of the girls had pushed her legs apart while the other girl had held her arms above her head. 

"Hey, what's going on?" 

Marie spoke up. "Relax and enjoy. Barbara is also a member of our exclusive club who unfortunately could not make it the night of your initiation. We made plans for you to be here so Barbara can enjoy what I enjoyed a few weeks ago." Barbara kept her hands between Susan's legs and began to finger-fuck her new friend. Susan's pussy was soaking wet. She responded to the finger fucking by throwing her hips out trying to get the fingers deeper into her cunt. 

In a matter of moments, the girls had Susan talking. 

"Faster, please go faster and deeper. It feels so good." While Barbara kept Susan in a constant state of want, Marie lost her clothes and was also naked.

"Let's get her more comfortable" Marie said. With that, she took out a pair of scissors and cut off the top that was binding Susan's hands. Without letting go of Susan's cunt, both women lead Susan to the large sofa in the middle of the room. Marie went behind Susan and started to caress her tits, rolling the hard nipples. Now Susan was being stimulated by two women, who were going to do their best to make Susan cum and cum again. 

Barbara stopped the fingering for a second as Marie lead Susan to the sofa. Marie sat down first and backed up Susan so that they were sitting with Susan in front which allowed Marie to continue to play with her nipples. As Susan was being manipulated by Marie, Barbara removed her clothes. "Look how sexy Barbara looks" Marie said. 

She was not wrong. Although her tits were somewhat smaller that Susan's, the nipples were the longest she had ever seen. Easily, when hard as they now were, they stood out al least-one inch. As Barbara removed her skirt, both women were treated by a very hairy and thick bush of red hair. While fair skinned, her bush was a wild mass of red curls that started as a thin line by her belly button, developed into the thicket that covered her pussy, and when Barbara placed one foot on the sofa and spread her legs, they saw that her bush continued all the way up to her asshole. They could also see that Barbara's pussy was leaking some serious fluids. 

Barbara sank to her knees, pried Susan's legs apart and pulled her face away from Susan's cunt so she could see just how hairy Susan was. Her black bush was very thick, having not shaved for more than two months. As hard as it was to see her slit, Barbara moved forward, ran a finger through the mass of hair and found Susan's wet cunt. 

As Barbara inserted two fingers into Susan's cunt, she lowered her head and found Susan's hard clit peeking through the forest of hair. She started to run her tongue around the most sensitive button. At the same time Marie continued to play with Susan's nipples. Susan instinctively moved her legs farther apart and began humping Barbara's face. She became a woman possessed as Barbara's fingers and tongue worked magic on her cunt.

"Oh yes, yes, yesssssss, it feels so fucking good. Please eat my cunt, lick my clit, lick my clit, please. It feels sooooooo good." Susan had trouble breathing as the sensations from her tits to her cunt, were driving her crazy. She was ready to cum, but her lady friends were not ready to let her. Barbara replaced her mouth on Susan's cunt by a very thick and long vibrator. Turning the vibrator on to the lowest setting had Susan frantically humping the toy trying to build up to the orgasm she desperately needed. 

At the same time, Marie started to suck on Susan's nipples. Barbara moved the setting on the vibrator up to the next level.

The vision of Susan bouncing up and down on the sofa, her cunt imbedded with a vibrator and now her friend chewing on her nipples was a sight to behold. Susan's cunt was very, very wet, her cunt hair matted with the juices produced by the stimulation of her cunt. 

"Please let me cum. Please, I need to cum. Oh, Oh, Oh, I need it badly. Yes, Yes, Oh please let me cum." Barbara took pity on her and turned the vibrator up to the highest setting and at the same time, placed a strap across the vibrator which caused the vibrator to sit securely up Susan's cunt. Barbara then began to lightly touch Susan's clit with her fingernail. She was raking the clit in every direction only using her fingernail. 

All the while Marie went back to twisting Susan's nipples with her fingers. The picture of Susan lying back against Marie's outspread legs, with Marie manipulating her nipples, all the while as Barbara continued to rake her clit, was a sight that would leave a lasting impression on the participants of this sexy filled adventure.

The proverbial dam broke loose. 

Susan's hips went into overdrive. She was now screaming at the top of her lungs. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Oh yes, I'm cumming. Oh, Oh" and with final scream, Susan came and came again as she fell back onto the sofa exhausted.

"You were right Marie, she is a great fuck toy," Barbara said. I can't wait to see her again on Friday. "Thanks for bringing her to the store." 

To show her appreciation, Barbara moved closer to Marie and they started to French kiss each other. One thing led to another and before you know it, both women went to another sofa and got into a 69. Two redheads locked into a passionate embrace, eating each other's hairy cunts. At the same time, they each started to finger one another. It wasn't too long before both of them were moaning in pleasure; building up to a great climax as they shouted their release.

It took more than a few minutes for everyone to recuperate and when they finally did, the thought of buying new clothes went by the wayside. "Marie, I can't believe you did it to me again," remarked Susan with a smile. "You never cease to amaze me on how you can get my juices flowing." 

With that Susan walked over to Barbara and said, "I can't wait until Saturday when I have a chance to enjoy that red haired bush." As she was talking she reached out and reached between Barbara's legs, quickly rubbing her hand against Barbara's wet pussy. 

"I'm looking forward to it as well."

When they finally got back to Susan's house, Marie walked Susan to the door. They were greeted by Bob. "Have a good day ladies?" 

"You could say that," Marie replied with a wink. "See you guys on Saturday" as Marie left their house. 

"You want to tell me?" Bob asked.

"Are our mom's around?" Susan said. 

"No, they are out shopping."

Susan grabbed Bob's hand and placed it under her skirt. He felt her hairy, very wet pussy. "So Marie got you all hot and bothered?"

"Both of them did. Barbara, who owns the store, is a flaming red head with a full bush of wild red hair. While Marie worked on my nipples, Barbara played with my cunt until I was begging them to let me cum. They had me on edge for a good 30 minutes until the vibrator that was impaled in my cunt, the raking of my clit by Barbara and the twisting of my nipples by Marie, had me cumming and cumming. Too many times to count."

Bob brought his face to Susan's cunt and in no time brought her to another great orgasm. Susan return the favor, by taking Bob's cock out of his pants and in no time, had a mouthful of cum.

The rest of the week was uneventful as Bob and Susan were getting their mother's ready for the upcoming Saturday night party. A couple of times, they had to remind their mom's that this was a no sex week, as their mom's tried to steal a few quick handful's of each other's cunts and tits.

Saturday arrived to great expectation. The hours went by very slow. Sheri took great pride in showering and soaping her bush, trying very hard no to touch her clit which was poking through her huge forest of hair. If she just scraped her clit, she would get off, that's how horny she was. The same thing could be said for Bob's mom, Tina as she too took care of washing and preparing her cunt for the evening. 

Both mom's were presented with robes and when dressed came out to meet Susan and Bob. "It's time to go, everyone ready" Bob asked. Both Tina and Sheri nodded silently as they were being lead out the door by Susan.

When they arrived at Chuck's house the car was taken by a parking attendant and before the mom's entered the house, Bob produced a blindfold and placed it over both Tina and Sheri's eyes. "Glad you could make it ladies," Chuck said. 

"We would not miss this for the world," Bob and Susan responded at the same time. 

Before Sheri and Tina could answer Chuck shoved what appeared to be a ball, hollow in the center, with strops on either side, into both Sheri and Tina's mouth then tied the ends behind their head. Basically, the women could breathe, but speaking was out of the question. 

"Just a little surprise for your mom's," Chuck's wife Marie said, as she seemed to appear out of nowhere. 

Everyone was ushered into the main room. Aside from the twenty or so members in attendance, there were a total of six guests that night. Beside Sheri and Tina, there was an African American couple, who looked to be in their mid-thirties.

Chuck made the introductions. "Let me first introduce you to the mom's of Susan and Bob, as he pointed first to Sheri and then to Tina. This is a first, having mother's join in the party. Secondly, Michelle and David were brought here by my wife. Michelle works with my wife. 

Chuck continued. "The first event of the evening is to see just how long it takes the women to cum. They all assured me that they have refrained from sex over the past few days and I am sure they are ready to explode." With that, some of the members went behind the guests and opened the buttons that held the gowns in place. As the women's gowns fell to the floor, the "oohs and ahs" started. The men's gowns were still in place.

"Okay ladies; spread your legs a little more." With that we all got to see the unfamiliar cunt of Michelle. Michelle's bush was, one of very tight black curls that enveloped her entire pubic area. Her dark black nipples sitting on a fine set of tits were proudly standing straight out. For those who had yet to see Sheri or Tina's cunts were also treated to a forest of dense hair on each of their cunts. A blonde thick bush on Sheri's and a dark one on Tina's. 

Our mom's nipples were also aroused as they too had their hairy pussies on display.

"Ok, now for David," Chuck said as he pointed to the people holding David's loose fitting shirt and pants. As David's clothes hit the floor, it was mostly the women's turn to ooh and ah. David's cock was 7" long and was very thick. He was sporting a huge erection. I guess having three naked women in front of you does that for you.

"Here are the rules. Those who brought the guests get paired up with each of them. Bob you are paired with your mom, Susan with your mom, I will pair up with Michelle. The goal is to make each woman hold out for at least five minutes before cumming. We are allowed to touch anyplace on their bodies except their clits. If they cum before the five minute mark, they will lose the contest. At the five minute mark, if they have not cum yet, then we will be allowed to get them off by touching their clits. Then, the woman that cums first wins a prize to be determined later."

Ropes descended from the ceiling and the woman's arms were raised and placed into the loops and the ropes were drawn tight enough to be taut, but did have some slack in case they wanted to move them. Wooden blocks appeared at their feet and their feet were put into restraints causing their legs to be spread as far as possible without causing discomfort. 

Here you now have three very sexy, naked women all vulnerable to whatever pleasures that is to be conceived, with no place to go, only to enjoy. To make it more enjoyable, Chuck removed the blindfolds and mouth guards. "I think it is very sexy to hear women moan and groan in pleasure," Chuck said.

The three of us also undressed. Chuck and I sported erections and Susan's nipples were very hard. I would imagine her cunt was also very wet. 

"David. You get to see what's going on, but no touching your cock." With that they brought out a chair for David who after sitting in the chair had the seat recline so that his erection was now pointing toward the ceiling. His hands were cuffed to the chair. 

Some of the members had begun to remove their own clothing before the first contest got underway. All shapes and sizes of women, with one thing in common, very hairy pussies. A woman who I had not met came over and introduced herself as Barbara. Her flaming red bush was starting at me as I said, "So you're the one, who got my wife all hot and bothered earlier in the week?"

"Yup, I am guilty of providing pleasure to your wife and I am looking forward to her returning the favor tonight." My wife just turned and smiled.




The Initiation Ch. 04



My mom and Susan's mom along with Michelle looked as though they were ready to explode. You could "smell" the sex from each of them. Six nipples were erect and we could all see a few glimpses of each of the women's clits peaking out from some very hairy pussies.

"At the count of three, we will begin. Hey Barbara," Chuck continued, "you want to be the timekeeper and judge." 

"Not a problem. On my count Bob, Susan and Chuck, you can start. Three, two, one, begin."

I went behind my mom and started by taking her nipples in each of my hands and began pulling on them with my fingertips. I whispered in her ear how sexy she looked and this was a fantasy come true for me, getting to have sex with her. I continued to play with her nipples until I came around to put a lip lock alternating on each one. 

Meanwhile, Susan was on her knees driving her tongue up her mom's hairy snatch, paying particular attention of going from back to front and front to back avoiding her mom's clit which became prominent, even without direct stimulation. 

Chuck had stood in front of Michelle teasing each of her nipples with his tongue. He drove his right middle finger into her cunt and he reached around and stuck his left middle finger into her ass. 

All the women were panting and beginning to lose it. I moved my hard cock between her ass checks rubbing her cunt from behind while continuing to play with her nipples. "God, it feels so good, my son. Don't stop. Pinch my nipples, harder, harder....oh, please harder" my mother wailed. She started to buck into my cock. I could feel her wetness on her bushy cunt. I was afraid that I would come first. 

The other two women were also panting and moaning trying to make themselves cum. Susan reached up and grabbed her mom's tits and began to kneed them as she continued to lick her mom's hairy slit. Michelle was the closest to cumming as the dual fingering by Chuck had her bucking her hips back and forth. Her full bush was thrust prominently into the air as Michelle was beside herself. "Finger me more, more, more fingers, more fingers."

Not to be lost in al of this, Michelle's husband David had a hard time controlling his emotions. Not only was his wife being stimulated by his good friend, but the two other women were on display, hairy cunts moving back and forth, nipples being handled. He had a hard time not shooting off even without being touched. 

The women were moaning and gasping as their cunts and tits were being played with. They were struggling with trying not to cum, even though fingers were used to fuck them and mouths were used on their tits. 

Finally, at the five minute mark, Barbara said "Time." 

Bob, Susan and Chuck stopped their activity leaving the women in a state of being highly aroused. Sheri and Tina were panting heavily as Michelle, slumped in her spot from the stimulation she received from Chuck.

"Now that you each had a chance to get fully aroused without cumming, it is only fair that we allow you to enjoy that pleasure" Chuck said. He continued, "Please remove their restraints and place them on the mats. As you can see, David is still very aroused as well. He has been watching the activity and I'm sure needs to cum as well as the ladies. He will have a chance with one of them. 

Sheri, Tina and Michelle, who ever cums first, gets to play with David."

"Marie, why don't you take my place and Bob and Susan stay with your own mom. When I say go, you can do anything you want to get your partner to cum. In case the women cum almost at the same time the audience will be the judge. Go get ready. We are going to start in one minute."

Bob knelt in front of his mom, as did Susan. Marie was busy tying straps around her thighs. The straps held a long rubber phallus in front of Marie's cunt. 

When Chuck gave the signal, I stuck two fingers in my mom's cunt, and locked my lips on her clit. Her clit was peaking through a mass of tangled dark hair. Susan did the same with her mom while Marie, shoved the large dildo up Michelle's cunt causing her to scream. 

All the women being probed in one fashion or another were gasping and moaning, waiting for their imminent release. 

"My son, my son," pleaded Tina, "please go faster. Lick my clit, faster, faster.....I'm almost there. Please faster." 

Susan swung her legs around and got into a 69 with her mom. They were both feasting on each other's hairy pussy. The contrast between Sheri's blonde bush and Susan's black haired beaver was striking. 

Michelle was humping back on the rubber cock, trying to get off as soon as possible. She was the only one who had experienced her husband's cock and she wanted no part of sharing it with wither of the two other women. "Marie, faster, you bitch, faster. I've got to cum, please...almost there."

With cries that appeared to come from all three women, all the women climaxed loudly and with equal passion. It was too close to call to see which woman had the first orgasm. The contest was over, but who won?

"I couldn't tell who came first" Chuck said. 

"Okay group, let's see who won. Those who think Michelle came first let me hear it." There was some solid applause. "Okay, for Tina." A little more noise. "And finally, Sheri." The room broke into loud approval, whistles too. "I guess Sheri you have the honor of taking care of David." 

"Let's get David untied and get him together with Sheri in the center of the room." 

I whispered to my mom, "Don't be disappointed, I can't wait to fuck you." My mom responded by thrusting her tongue in my mouth while stoking my cock. 

"Sheri, you are going to have the time of your life with David" remarked Michelle. "Wait to he gets that cock in you. You will see stars. I'm just going to sit back and enjoy the show."

"Susan, I can't believe you made me cum so hard. I can't wait to get that huge cock up my pussy" Sheri said. Susan walked her mom to the center mat where David, with his hard cock swinging in front of him waited patiently. He had been kept with what seemed like a permanent hard-on for the past forty minutes and her needed to get his balls emptied.

The main event started with Sheri reaching down to start fondling David's huge balls, not wanting to touch his cock so soon afraid that he would cum too soon. David returned the favor by spreading Sheri's cunt with his fingers, and then began to finger-fuck the lovely MILF. 

It wasn't too long before Sheri's juices began running down her leg, moistening her hairy bush and causing her to hump David's fingers. She couldn't wait any longer. "I need this cock in my cunt. Now!"

As they dropped to the mat, David placed Sheri on her knees and rammed his cock into her very moist cunt. "Oh my God, he is stretching me so much. Go slow, Go slow." David had every intention of do just that as he did not want to cum to soon. 

Unfortunately, being in the state he was in it was only a matter of a minute or two before he began pumping his seed into Sheri's cunt. "Oh no, I want more of his cock." As David continued to release his load, he kept fucking Sheri and although he was spent, he still had a post-orgasm hard-on that he continued to fuck Sheri. He had enough left to make Sheri cum again. "Cumming, cumming, fuck I'm cumming on his cock."

As he withdrew from her cunt, you could see Sheri's well soaked bush covered with cum and sweat. Her slit was visible as was her hard clit. Susan went to her mother quickly followed by Barbara. Together they continued the assault on Sheri's cunt and tits. Fingers were forced into Sheri's cunt and asshole while Susan put a lip lock on her mother's cunt. In no time they had Sheri cumming again.

As for me, I motioned for my mom to join me in a bedroom where we could have some privacy. "Mom, when I was younger I saw your naked pussy when you wore short dresses and perhaps, spread your legs when shifting when sitting on the couch. Maybe you did it on purpose. 

Whatever, ever since that time, I have always been fascinated by women who had plenty of hair on their cunts. Now, I am going to finish what I started."

I tossed my mom on the bed spread her legs, exposing her hairy muff to me. Her clit was standing straight out, peeking through the forest of dark bushy hair that covered her entire muff. I went down on my mom, and as I did stuck a few fingers in her cunt. 

She was moving her hips trying to get as much friction from my fingers and tongue to allow her to cum. I was bent on letting her have her way so I continued until, with a loud scream, "Yes, yes, yes, cumming, cumming, I'm cummingggggggg."

"Now fuck me" my mom said. Ever the obliging son, I trough my mom's legs over my shoulders and plunged my cock into her cunt. 

I wanted this to last as much as possible, so I took my time, moving slowly in and out of her super wet cunt. Pushing her legs even further close to her head, I was able to touch her clit with my cock. "So good, it feels so good. You can go faster if you want."

"I want it to last mom" I whispered to her. 

"That's not important. I want you to drive your cock all the way in. I want to feel that cock explode in my cunt. Come on fuck me and fuck me hard" my mom panted.

I moved out of my mom's cunt, turned her over and placed her on her knees then re-entered her from behind. No preliminaries this time. I pushed my mom's back down causing her to have her ass sticking up. I grabbed hold of that wonderful ass, spreading her cheeks, seeing her bush coming through and surrounding her asshole. 

Then I fucked my mom not stopping until I unloaded a massive amount of cum into her cunt with some spilling over onto her crack as I pulled out. My mom was screaming as I was fucking her and continued as she came with me. We collapsed on the bed but not before my mom took me in her mouth to clean me off.

Meanwhile, Susan and Barbara had Sheri as the center of attraction. We could hear the screaming from the bedroom. After a few minutes we decided to rejoin the festivities. We didn't bother dressing as I suspected we would be enjoying more sex before the night was out.

When we came back into the main room, the women had Sheri shaking. Barbara had inserted a large vibrator into Sheri's cunt, a smaller one into her ass and had Susan hold her mom's hands above her head as Barbara changed the speeds on the vibrators, keeping Sheri in a constant state of arousal. 

Barbara finally began tapping lightly on Sheri's clit all while the vibrators were doing their job. Susan began to pinch her mom's nipples and in no time, Sheri was once again cumming. 

"Enough, enough. I can't cum any more. Please enough." The women took pity on Sheri and turned the vibrators off allowing Sheri to collapse back on the bed.

At the same time, David had placed Michelle in front of him, squatting facing away from him and then shoved his cock into her cunt. Her tightly wound back bush and the pink from her cunt were on display as David plowed into her wet snatch. He grabbed her tits, groping them as he fucked his wife. His large cock was on display every time he pulled back after plunging into her. 

"I love this cock. I love being fucked. Fuck me, Fuck me" Michelle spoke. Marie had rejoined the fun by licking Michelle's cunt, paying special attention to her exposed clit. Between the two of them they had Michelle on the bring of a tremendous orgasm. Finally, after a few more minutes David stiffened up and unloaded into her cunt. Michelle's orgasm followed as Marie pinched her clit setting her off.

We had come back into the room a few seconds before David and Michelle had finished. 

"Looks like you had a little bid of fun" Tina asked while turning to Sheri who was splayed out on the bed. Her bush was dripping with sweat and her own cum. The pink between her legs was exposed for the world to see. It did not make a difference.

"This was unbelievable" replied Sheri. "I have never been so turned on." 

Chuck interjected, "The night is still young."

And it was. For the next few hours there was a permanent smile on each of our mom's faces. They were treated royally and fucked royally by the many guests, both men and women.

Susan and I invited Barbara into our room for a wicked threesome. I have always had the hots for red-haired pussy and Barbara was one hot headed piece of ass. I allowed Susan to eat Barbara's cunt first, while I was sitting back enjoying the show. 

They moved into a 69 position with Barbara on top. It was perfect timing that I scooted behind her and shoved my cock into her furry channel. We had Barbara cumming in no time. She loved being eaten and fucked at the same time. Susan was flicking her tongue on her clit at the same time I was fucking her and fingering her asshole. 

Susan came first and Barbara and I came together. We all rested together.

The night eventually came to a close. Our mom's were exhausted but still had time to thank their hosts. "Speaking for Sheri, we want to thank you for the great party. I never expected this much sex" Tina said to both Marie and Chuck.

"Here's a little gift to take back with you to remind you of the evening" Chuck said as he handed a DVD to each of them. 

We arrived back at our house and set up some warm baths for our mothers. They took our invitation and each had a relaxing bath to end the night and their visit to our house.



The Initiation Ch. 1



It began six months ago. My wife Susan and I had just moved into the area as I had been relocated due to my recent promotion at work. We are both in our early thirties, with no children and a great sex life. My wife is 5'6" tall, measuring 38D-26-35 and has dark black hair and is drop dead gorgeous. She literally stops traffic wherever we go, especially when we are at the beach. I am 6' tall, 185 pounds, keep myself in shape and despite my slight build, have an 8" cock that is also almost as thick as my wrist. Needless to say, we do enjoy a very thorough sex life.

When we first moved in, our neighbors, Donna and Ray were the first ones to make us feel at home in our new surroundings. Like us, they had no children. We went to dinner, to the theatre and to the beach with them. We became the four Musketeers. It was at the beach one day, after too much drinking, that I had confessed to our friends that without children we had ample opportunities, in our previous location, to enjoy as much sex as we wanted, even taking it as far as being part of a "swing" club. "Bob," my wife said to me, "How could you say this in front of Donna and Ray?"

"I guess it was too much beer," as I began to apologize for what I thought made them feel uneasy.

Both Donna and Ray started to laugh out loud. "I knew something was a little different about both of you. The way you touch each other in public, stealing little kisses and touches when you do not think anyone is watching," said Donna. 

"Bob didn't embarrass you?" Susan asked. 

"Not at all," remarked Ray.

"In fact, we were trying to find the right way to ask whether or not you enjoyed a little extra with your sex life?" Donna continued. Donna, who by the way, is a blond knockout with measurements of 36D-24-36 is the same age as Susan, then rambled, "You see, Ray and I have had this open marriage since we got married some 10 years ago. In fact there is nothing that we both have not done individually and/or together when it comes to sex. We love the way we have the ability to please ourselves and, at the same time, share that pleasure with our friends." 

"It was natural for us" exclaimed Ray " to try and find a place where we can enjoy sex without the regular hang-ups. We may have found a way to do this, and would you be willing to hear about this?"

"I think I am getting too worked up just thinking about this right now," whispered Susan to me. "Can we discuss this when we get home?" 

Seeing our apprehension, as we had only met Ray and Donna about three months prior to our day at the beach, Ray asked "How about joining us for dinner? You guys come to our house around 6 tonight and we will share our secrets with you." Susan and I agreed to meet for dinner. I do not think I can remember the rest of the day at the beach except to fantasize about having my cock imbedded in Donna's cunt, while Donna was eating out my wife, who was giving Ray a blowjob. 

If there were any second thoughts about joining Donna and Ray for dinner ended when we got home. It did not take me all of three minutes to rip off Susan's bathing suit, and with no preliminaries, shove my cock, doggy-style into my wife's well-lubricated cunt. As my wife keeps her dark bush well trimmed, it was easy to find her clitoris, which, by the time I entered her, was sticking straight up from the wisps of black pussy hair. "Oh my God, I am so hot. You bastard, you did this to me," panted my wife, as I held nothing back. I was sawing in and out of her cunt and with every stroke; her wailing became a little louder. "Fuck me, oh please fuck me with your big cock. I can't get enough of your cock. My God, you are tearing me in two and I love it!! After what seemed to be minutes in this position, Susan was so close to cumming that I thought she could use some assistance. I gently, rubbed the head of her clit with my right forefinger and at the same time inserted my left forefinger into her asshole. She bucked and moaned, "Please help me cum. Oh please, it feels so good!" All it took was for me to thrust into her cunt once more along with my finger on her clit and one in her asshole, she screamed loud enough to wake up the dead. "I'm cummmmmmmiiiiinnnnngggg. Yes! Yes! Yes!! I'm cummmmminnng, Oh, Oh, Oh God!" as her body shook as I roared, "Me too!" as I let out about what appeared to be one week's worth of cum, into my wife's soaked cunt. All this in five minutes. After she recovered from her cum, Susan was not shy about letting me know that she was eager to hear what our friends had to say. "I think it would be great if this worked out. I have noticed you staring at Donna."

"Can you blame me? She has a great set of tits, and perhaps she would even be a natural blond. I am sure you have fantasized about Ray"

"You're right. I have. Ever since Donna told me that Ray loves to eat her cunt for hours at a time and then fuck her until she screams."

"Are you trying to get me hard again, because if you are, you are doing a good job of it."

"We don't have time for more. We will be late for dinner."

"Fuck dinner. We can be fashionably late." With that I spread my wife's legs and dove in to eat her pussy. She came almost immediately. And for good measure, came again. With that, I placed my cock by the entrance to her already soaked cunt and proceeded to fuck my wife. Not make love. Fuck her again. Like I did only a few minutes before. It took both of us all of three minutes for us to cum together.

At 6:00 PM we arrived at Donna and Ray's house. Set off the road, just as our house is, we were welcomed by our hosts with drinks in their hands and a plateful of chilled shrimp. "You guys look great. The sun really did wonders for you. Susan, I love the outfit you are wearing," exclaimed Donna.

We were surprised to see another couple at dinner. We were introduced to Chuck and Marie. Chuck looked as though he stepped out of QC magazine. Tall and handsome, similar to Donna's husband in looks and in size, both being around 6'2" tall. Lean and rugged looking. Marie fit right in with Susan and Donna. Red hair, great legs, and a body that one could die for. She had a very slim waist, which made her ample breasts look even more imposing. She too had lacked modesty as her outfit showed off her best assets, with a top with a plunging neckline to a skirt that was even shorted than Susan's.

Chuck and Ray worked for the same engineering firm. We found out that they lived in the next town over. Over drinks we fast became friends. At dinner, it was hard to keep a conversation going over dinner as each of our wives paraded in front of us, serving the different courses. With their outfits leaving little to the imagination, I am sure there were 3 guys with erections throughout the meal. Thank goodness, none of us had to get up.

After dinner we moved into the family room. As the girls entered behind us I heard Donna yell, "Susan told us what happened when you guys got back from the beach. That's okay Bob, Ray and I felt the same way."

"Tell us what happened with you and Ray," chimed Marie. "We were so hot from Susan and Bob telling us about how they belonged to a swing club where they previously lived, I had fantasized about the scene, and pardon me Susan, with Susan getting royally fucked by Bob and other men at the same time, that by the time we got home, I was all over Ray. I ripped his clothes off and then began first to suck his cock, and then I impaled myself on his 10" masterpiece. I must have cum in three minutes. After I came, I let Ray fuck himself silly in my ass. He too was hot."

I could see that Susan had become a little embarrassed with Donna's story; however, she stood up and took a bow! She was greeted by applause from all of us. 

Chuck started to speak. "Susan and Bob, you may wonder why Donna shared her sexual exploits with you. First, let me tell you that after I tell you a little about my wife and myself and the club we started, if you feel uncomfortable, we will end the conversation at that point. Agreed. Good. Marie and I started a swing club about 4 years ago. We had mutual friends in the area and all of us had one common bond. We love sex and we loved sex with multiple partners. We have a big enough house, set off in the woods, that it ensures total privacy. We do not seek out members. Friends often refer members to us. The club is very exclusive, with only 20 couples holding membership. However, the members of the club are all very sexual. This is not a club for one to "watch the action." In order to become members there is an initiation process that usually weeds out those unworthy of becoming members. Would you like to hear a little more about us?"

I looked over at Susan, who in her own way, gave me a very small nod of her head indicating that she was interested in going further. "Tell us what we need to do in order to be considered for membership," I asked.

"Yesterday, Donna and Ray began the process. Even though we worked together, Ray did not know about our club until I was sure he and Donna could handle the information. Let's begin by viewing a short video." With that, Chuck inserted a videotape into the VCR. The lights were turned down low, and the tape began playing. Susan was on my right and Marie on my left. Donna was sandwiched between her husband and Chuck. The video was a commercial for sex. "This is what our parties are like." There were men and women with multiple partners, women with women all engaged in loud raucous sex. The movie was very graphic, and from what I was viewing it must have had an effect on all of us. First, Susan began to fondle her tits as well as place on hand inside her skirt. Marie then turned to me and gave me a kiss that I felt down to my tonsils. The movie also affected Donna as she was quickly stripped by Chuck and Ray, and then mounted by Ray while giving her husband a blowjob. At least one of my fantasies came true. Donna was a natural blonde, although her bush was neat, there were some out of place cunt hairs. Donna was moaning and gasping for air as Chuck imbedded his 8" cock into her wet cunt. Donna had trouble keeping her mouth glued to Ray's cock as Chucks fucking made her scream, " More, please more fucking. I need to be fucked by your large cock. Please, I will do anything to be fucked. Oh yes!" Her husband moved away, wanting to see how Donna would cum. He was not disappointed when she let out a scream that could be heard for miles. Chuck turned Donna over onto her back and continued his fucking. Just as Chuck was planting his seed on her massive tits, Donna was in another world. Every nerve must have been touched, as she roughly played with her tits, pulling on her distended nipples crying out, "I am almost there, please just a little more, please, oh please, ah yes, I'm there...Oh, I am cummmminnnng, I am cummminnnnngg, I am cummmmmminnng!" Bob took Chuck's place and before Donna could relax, he was fucking her. In and out. In and out. "Not again, oh please I cannot take anymore cock." Bob was deaf to her pleas and continued to fuck his wife from behind. He turned her over, and entered her in the missionary position, raised her legs and once again, began to fuck her. This time, Donna turned into one crazed sex toy. She could not get enough of her husband's cock. "Oh, I love to fuck. I love to fuck...Please give me your cock, all of your cock. I am about to explode." And then she did. She had never cum like this before. As Donna slumped to the floor Chuck and Ray stared at the scene in front of them.

No to be outdone, Marie, turned to Susan, ripped off her blouse and gave her a tongue bath on her nipples. Susan's nipples are very sensitive, often she can come by my just sucking on them. Marie was an expert; biting, pinching pulling them in every direction and finally sucking on each nipple. In no time, my wife was moaning, and tried to put her hands into her own skirt to play with herself in order to speed her cum. Marie would not have any of this. She pulled out, God only knows from where, a scarf which she immediately placed over my wife's hands and tied them in such a way, to the back of the couch that Susan could not move. Basically, her hands were above her head, she was topless and moaning from the tonguing Marie was giving her. "You have not enjoyed anything like I am going to give you during the next few minutes," exclaimed Marie as she ripped off my wife's skirt, leaving her in only her thong panties. Marie scooted over to me and whispered in my ear, "At the appropriate time, I am going to ask you to fuck me. When I ask you to do this, there are to be no preliminaries. Take me from behind, and fuck me. I have no panties on, and I am soaking wet. Just fuck me and cum inside of me when I tell you to. Understand?" I could only nod.

Marie, once again began lusting on Susan's tits. One minute later, the familiar cry of Susan having an orgasm permeated the air. Then Marie started to eat Susan through her thong! Susan went wild. Her nipples became diamond hard, lunging toward the ceiling crying out to be touched. "Touch me, my nipples, please touch me." Marie complied while eating Susan through her panties. She stopped long enough to tear the panties from Susan and in the same motion, planted her face into Susan's sex. She immediately found Susan's distended clitoris and began licking with the flat part of her tongue. Up and down, up and down, while still pinching Susan's nipples. "Oh my God," Susan yelled as she had her second orgasm. Marie would not let up. While she continued to lick her clit, she removed her hands from her tits, only to place, at first one finger, then two fingers up my wife's soaked cunt. She was rough on Susan's clit, then soft as she only flicked at it with the tip of her tongue. Then Marie found what she was looking for as her fingers found Susan's G-spot. She thrust her fingers in the right spot and that drove Susan wild. Marie lifted her face from my wife's cunt and spoke. "Bob, fuck me now but do not cum until you are told, otherwise I will stop what I am doing with your wife and I will take your cock out of my cunt!" 

I pulled up Marie's skirt. My second fantasy was true. She was a natural red head. However, while Susan and Donna had some hair on their cunts, Marie had a virtual forest. Her bush extended from her ass hole up over her mound and almost to her belly button. It was thick and unruly. I was truly impressed and horny. It had been a while since I had fucked a "natural" woman. I shove my cock into a very soaked pussy and began to fuck her in earnest when I heard Marie say to my wife, "Susan, I am going to make you have multiple orgasms in the next few minutes. Don't fight it, enjoy it while you husband fucks me." My wife could only whimper and say, "Please put your tongue back on my clit, you fingers are driving me crazy. I want to cum so bad. Please don't make me wait."

Marie smiled and continued her assault on my wife, but with a twist. "Ray and Chuck, come her and each of you take one of her nipples and suck on it while I eat her pussy and play with her cunt. Donna, who by now had reasonably recovered, come here and lightly touch Susan's clit with your tongue." As each of them took their place next to my wife, Susan was wild eyed with anticipation. Like clockwork, each of them began their tasks of pleasing my wife. At the same time, I was doing all I could from not cumming into Marie's very hairy cunt. 

The explosion that rocked the room was unbelievable. Susan's eyes opened wide as every orifice in her body was receiving attention. Marie had somehow placed on of her fingers into Susan's ass. Susan was not in control of her senses as every suck on her nipples, every twitch on her clit caused minor orgasms. She was being set up for one massive final climax. Finally, after 10 minutes of non-stop action, Susan's entire body began to shake and she began to convulse as orgasm after orgasm racked her body. She was crying, yelling and pleading, "Enough, let me cum, oh my God, I am on fire. Please let me cum. Marie turned to me and smiled, saying only, "You can cum anytime you want." I am glad those word were spoken as I could not hold out any longer. With one final thrust, I can deep inside Marie, saving a little to drip onto her bush. At the same time, Marie began climaxing, so did Susan who finally had the orgasm of a lifetime. Every sexual part of her body was racked by uncontrollable spasms of ecstasy. She came like Marie promised, like never before in her life. Susan was spent, as were we all.

It took all of us about an hour to recover. Susan was aglow as was Donna and even Marie felt great. No one moved to retrieve his or her clothes. It was Chuck who spoke first. "We came to dinner, not knowing what to expect. Oh yes, while Donna and Ray had told us about your discussion of earlier today, we truly needed to be sure, if you wanted to become a member of our club. We also needed to find out if you were both uninhibited when it came to sex. From what I just saw and participated in, you would be great members for our special group. I know that it may be hard to make a decision about going to through the initiation, but our next membership meeting is in one month, and if you want to be considered at that time, I need to provide you with some last details. Donna and Ray are going to take part of the initiation next month as well. What are your thoughts?"

"I have never, ever, had sex like this. Ever," Susan said as she rose to one knee and move quietly over to where Marie was seated. "I want to thank you for the past hour or so or pleasure", she said to Marie, as she bent forward and gave Marie a very soulful kiss. Susan looked at me with more lust in her eyes and stated, "I think I can speak for my husband when I say that we would consider it an honor to be considered for membership. There is just one thing I need to do before you tell us what we must do for the initiation meeting." 

"What's that," stated Chuck. Without warning, Susan pounced on Marie, pinned her arms under her back and before she attached Marie, stated, "I must have a taste of that hairy pussy!" With that, Susan splayed open Marie's legs. We all got to look at the enormous bush of unruly red-hair that covered the sex and then some. Susan wasted no time as she placed three fingers inside Marie's cunt and place a lip lock on her clit. She was a machine in overdrive. During the next five minutes, she gave Marie her "thank you." She ate Marie's cunt, up and down, inside and out, splitting the hair, finger fucking her, until Marie was gasping for air. Finally, the climax came with Marie humping her cunt on Susan's face, as Susan fingered her to what was probably her fourth orgasm.

"Now, Chuck, you can tell us what we need to do for your meeting." The group all laughed as Chuck said, "I am sure Marie, when she recovers, is going to thank you for what you just did. There are a few things you must do to prepare for the meeting. First, membership is awarded on the basis of points earned prior to and at the meeting. To earn points is very easy, but challenging. 

As you can see, Marie's cunt is very hairy. We do require the women in the group to be "natural" when it comes to their cunt hair. Therefore, over the course of the next month, you are not to go near a razor. Points are awarded on just how hairy you are, by the thickness of your bush and by its length. That is why you see Donna having a little rough edges around her cunt hair." Donna and Ray will start the membership process tomorrow with you. "Even though I may be blond, stated Donna, my bush comes in thick when I let it grow. It has been a while, but I want to earn points as well." Susan thought to herself. With my being of Italian heritage, if I don't shave my bush every other day, I will have a forest of black hair around my cunt. It will be so dense; they are going to need a search party to find my clit.




The Initiation Ch. 1



"Secondly, you cannot fuck or have oral sex during the period that begins tomorrow through our meeting. We do measure the amount of cum you husband will produce the first time he orgasms at the meeting. Points are awarded accordingly. 

Lastly, swapping is not allowed during the next month. You will remain celibate. I will tell you that all of you will be ready to explode by the time you attend our meeting. That is where you will earn the rest of your points and become a member. Do you understand the terms of membership?"

The four of us nodded in agreement. "Well," Chuck said, "if that is understood, we still have a few more hours to get better acquainted. With that, the couples paired off and...

To Be Continued...



The Initiation Ch. 2



(If you have not read The Initiation-Chapter 1, you may want to do so before you begin this chapter.)

The rest of the evening was one big orgy, highlighted when the three women and three men got into one big pile. Donna and Susan had a two-headed 12" dildo between their legs, giving each of them countless orgasms. At the same time, both of them were feasting on Marie's very hairy cunt. Marie loved the natural look and her red-haired pussy turned on not only the guys in the room, but these two women as well. With the women working on each other, Donna's husband Ray shoved his cock into Marie from behind, while Donna and Susan had presented their asses to Bob and Chuck, the respective husband's of Susan and Marie.

The six of them worked like a fine tuned watch. Each providing pleasure to one another. Finally Donna and Susan came together with the dildo slipping out from their cunts. Bob and Chuck came as well, coating their asses with their cum. Both guys were spent and slumped to the floor to watch the seen that was unfolding in front of them. Just as quickly, Donna and Susan put a lip-lock on Marie's clit at the same time as Ray provided Marie with his full 10". Marie was in total and absolute ecstasy as the sensations of having two tongues on her clit, and one cock up her pussy was too much to take. "This feels so good. Oh so good! Oh yes, please don't stop, don't ever stop." Marie's own hands were busy roughly rubbing her own huge breasts, pulling at the nipples. 

The timing was almost perfect. Ray was the first to shoot his load, filling Marie's cunt with his cum. Even as Marie came, driven to this satisfaction by Ray's cock and the tonguing she was receiving, the other two women refused to let go of her clit. They could not get enough of the hairiest cunt they had ever seen. Each of them reached down to frig their own clits as they drove their tongues not only on Marie's clit, but Susan shot hers up Marie's cunt. The three women came almost simultaneously. First Marie, with a loud shriek, and then both Donna and Susan who were moving their hands at warp speed over their cunts. A great evening of sex came to an end.

As the couples were getting to leave, Chuck and Marie told the other two couples, Susan and Bob and Donna and Ray that they would be receiving further instructions on the initiation process to their swing club. They thanked Ray and Donna for hosting the dinner that evening. 

Susan and Bob drove home in silence, fully aware of what they started by telling their friends Donna and Ray that they had belonged to a swing club where they used to live. When they arrived home they just had enough strength to remove their clothes and hop under the covers in bed. Quickly they fell asleep.

"I was so turned on by last night," stated Susan at breakfast the next morning, "that I cannot wait to see what unfolds at the initiation next month. I'm wondering what Chuck is going to be sending us about the meeting." I just shook my head. Never, even at our previous swing club, had I experience and evening so involved with pleasuring one another. "I am sure Chuck will add something to the two points he made last night. If you remember, he said that you cannot shave your pussy for the next month and we could not have any sex, with anyone, during the next month," I stated. "That may be a problem, no sex," exclaimed my wife. "But there must be some good reasons for that" she added.

About one week after our evening at Donna and Ray's house, a letter came from Chuck. The letter gave us the date and time for the initiation meeting. Also enclosed were the clothes we were to wear. For Susan, she was provided with a loose shift with instructions that she was to shower just before putting on the shift and to not wear any undergarments. I was told to shower as well and to wear the jogging suit, also with no underwear. No other instructions were given. "Expect to have your body shared by many" were the last words on the notice.

The month, as you could imagine could not pass fast enough. Susan and I, as well as from our discussions with Donna and Ray, were sticking to the instructions. The day finally arrived for us to be "initiated" into the swing club. I know that I was ready to explode. If I had anyone place just one finger on by cock, I could have filled a gallon drum with as much cum as I had stored in my balls.

As we prepared for that evening, you could not imagine how sexy my wife looked. Being of Italian heritage, no one is going to believe the bush that Susan now sported due to her lack of shaving. I had to turn away, afraid that I would come just by looking at her.

We arrived at Chuck and Marie's house. Large was an understatement. It was a mansion. Our coats were taken and we were lead into a reception, and given name tags to wear. We found ourselves in the middle of about fourteen couples, including our friends Donna and Ray. Chuck found us and told us that there are three couples trying to be initiated this evening. The three are the ones with the nametags. Looking around, I was surprised to see that not every member, or potential member is right out of a modeling catalog. Women and men of all shapes and sizes were members. In fact, the other couple who was up for membership were, for the most part, everyday people. Nancy and Mel are in their middle 50's, graying and distinguished looking, both presented big smiles, and looks as thought hey have enjoyed life, with Mel sporting a large belly and Nancy having some meat on her curves. In a moment of strict confidence, Mel said that he and Nancy had never "swung" but wanted to try something later in life. He also said that his wife was not the most willing of partners, but went along because he insisted that this would add plenty of spice to their sex lives.

After cocktails, Chuck came in and made some introductions. He told the assembled guests that the three couples, and he pointed towards us, were now going to begin the initiation that would lead them into membership of the club. He asked all of us to move into the next room. The next room was even bigger than the first one. There were all sorts of furniture, some that I did not recognize as furniture, along with king size beds, large screens and various chairs. The chairs were moveable and probably for a good reason, as I would expect much of the action would take place all over the room.

"Congratulations to each couple for joining us tonight. I will tell you that this will be the most erotic evening of your life. And, if all goes as expected, you will be able to join all of us on a regular basis. Here are a few ground rules. First, the three couples will note that many of the 'permanent' members will, at an early stage, if I know my friends, begin taking off their clothes at various points during the evening, as they will assist in the initiation. Secondly, the object is for each couple to earn enough points to become members. Our current members will be the judges on your activities. If each of you followed the simple instructions; women not shaving their pussies and couples abstaining from sex, you will have already earned some valuable points." With that Chuck asked all potential new members to remove their clothing.

An audible gasp arose from the assembled members as the women disrobed first. My wife's bush had an immediate effect on both men and women. Very black, very thick and very unruly. You could not see her cunt lips through the thicket of hair. It was a mound of hair. She had a few black hairs that traveled up from her bush to her belly button. It was a thin line, but seeing this really had my cock, and I imagine all of the men's cocks, standing at full mast. Donna's was naturally blonde, and to our surprise, was equally unruly. She decided to show off by bending over, holding her ankles to show that her cunt hair extended past her asshole. The surprise came when Nancy's bush was revealed. Nancy had a gray bush, sprinkled with some remaining black hair. The hair grew wild on either side of her lips and continued up to her asshole and beyond. It reminded the assembled group of men and women of steel wool in its texture. Each woman earned points for their team by not shaving or trimming their pussies for a month.

The men disrobed as well. 3 huge erections were released. I had my cock so hard that it could probably, if given the chance, cut its way through steel. Mel's cock was enormous. It had to be all of 11" with huge balls hanging from his groin. It must have been at least 3" around. Both men and women were paraded in front of the membership.

"We will begin with the men first," Chuck said. He asked our wives to take seats in front of the assembled reclining type chairs. They would be in a position to see first hand what Chuck had is store for the men. He then went on to explain what was expected of us. "If you followed the instructions, each of you should be ready to cum in no time. I am sure that your balls must be loaded and at the slight touch you would explode." We were instructed to sit in a reclining type chair. Once seated, our arms were extended on our sides and placed in loose restraints. Our legs were tied in similar fashion. The chair was adjustable and with a switch, the seat came forward so that our asses were pushed out allowing our erections to literally stand out in front of our body

For the men to earn another points Chuck let us know what was expected of us. Three women men came forward and removed their clothes. Each carried a long feather in their hands. "Gentlemen," Chuck began, "The ladies are here for the express purpose of trying to get you to cum at an appropriate time. In the condition all of you are in, it would not take much to get you to cum. However, we need you to cum on time. By that, we want you to hold off from cumming for at least 5 minutes after our ladies begin to play with your cocks with the feather in their hands." We were told that if we could hold off cumming for at least 5 minutes, points would be earned. The man who had the most cum would get additional points.

The women were told to begin. Slowly, the beautiful young lady assigned to me, took the feather and ever so slowly, began to work the feather on and around the tip of my cock. It so happens that the tip of my cock is the most extremely sensitive area of my cock. My wife loves to tease me endlessly by working two hands on my cock at one time. I had a hard time holding back as with each stroke of the feather, my cock twitched. Not only did she work her magic on the tip, she moved the feather up and down each side, tickled my balls with it, and then used the feathers tip to play with my pee hole. The sensation was one I had never experienced. She was an expert of driving me to a tremendous orgasm. My cock had a mind of its own. Plus the fact that the young lady performing this wonderful act, began to spread her own legs, showing me a bright red bush and a clit that stood out at least an inch did not do anything to ease the situation. She began to play with her clit with her free hand, alternating frigging the nub and inserting fingers into her very wet cunt. My fellow partners were having similar experiences. I looked around to see what our wives were doing. They had their hands tied behind their backs, and their legs also tied to the chair. Chuck did not want them to touch themselves while watching their husbands cum. I could tell all of them were squirming in their seats.

Around what I hopefully perceived to be the five-minute mark, the teasing became unbearable for us all. We all began to moan and thrust out asses off of the chair, hoping that we would make the time limit and then cum. My partner gave a final few strokes on the tip of my cock. Within seconds of my cumming, Ray began to yell various warnings that he was about to cum. Relief for me was welcome. I literally exploded, with spurt after spurt of hot cum leaving my cock and on to the hand and the red bush of my partner. I was spent. I looked around and Mel had not yet cum. All of a sudden Mel's partner covered his cock with her mouth, gave him a few licks and sure enough, he came in buckets as well. We all please to hear that we made the five-minute limit, with only seconds to spare. We received applause from the membership. Points were earned.

I was spent. I had rarely cum that hard and Chuck was correct. Not having sex for one month would make my orgasm overwhelming. It was now time for the ladies to take their places. New types of chairs were set forth for the women. The men were given seats, similar to what we had when we "were on stage" that placed us in front of our wives. The ladies were placed into their chairs. They had their arms and legs attached by restraining ropes. Their arms were stretched out above their heads and their legs were pulled apart so that their entire vulva area was exposed. A switch was turned and their seats, like ours forced their asses toward the front, prominently showing all of us their hairy snatches, from the top all the way to their assholes. The goal, as explained to each women was two-fold. They were first to hold off on having an orgasm for five minutes and secondly, the number of orgasms they had were to be counted. Points were to be awarded for holding out for five minutes and that the woman who had the most orgasms would receive additional points. There would be a 45-minute time limit. Chuck told the women that they too would have partners, female partners, who would work with them and on them. These partners would do everything they could do to cause the women to have an orgasm prior to the five minute mark and then, would continue to do everything they could that would cause them to have multiple orgasms over the final 40 or so minutes. 

Chuck's wife Marie sided up to my wife and said, "I remember what you did to me the first evening we met. Revenge is a bitch." Other women sided up to Donna and Stacy. At the same time, other female members came by our side. Chuck gave the signal for the women to begin.

Immediately Marie turned on another switch that rotated Susan's chair to a position that had her with her head leaning toward the ground and her exposed cunt facing the ceiling. She proceeded to take a long dildo from a table that was brought in to the room. The table contained many sex toys. She inserted the dildo into my wife's exposed cunt. As she was extremely wet, the dildo slid in without any resistance. Marie started slow, but picked up some speed within a short time. Not only did Marie shove the dildo in and out of my wife's cunt, she twisted it every time she shoved it further into her sex. As Susan had no sex for a month, she did all that she could from cumming immediately. "On my, oh my," my wife yelled, as she thrust her cunt to meet the thrusts from Marie. Marie left the dildo in Susan's cunt, and began run her hands through the black bush my wife had grown. She ran her hands through the thick forest of hair, splitting her lips apart and finally coming to the core of her sex, her clitoris. My wife's clitoris, with very little encouragement stood out from her bush. Marie placed her tongue lightly on Susan's clit at the same time she once again began twisting and shoving the dildo in and out of my wife's cunt. My wife was now screaming in pleasure, "Oh yes, Oh yes, it feels so good. Please suck harder on my clit, make me cum, oh please make me cum. Please eat me, eat my cunt. I love your tongue!" Marie continued her assault and just at the time when she sensed Susan was about to have a major climax, she stopped licking and stop playing with the dildo. Susan's was now begging for release. "Don't stop, please don't stop." Marie was not about to allow Susan the pleasure of cumming until she was ready. Marie wanted to keep Susan on the edge just until the five-minute time limit was approaching. Marie was lusting for Susan ever since Susan attacked her that first night. She turned and asked her husband how much time had gone by. He told her three minutes. Marie now went to work in earnest. Marie rotated the chair so Susan's hairy cunt was at a level where she could be fucked. She released Susan's legs from the restraints. She then took a small vibrator and placed in Susan's ass. Lastly, Marie strapped on a harness with a large dildo attached. The dildo had little nubs coming out from the cock. Probably to add pleasure. Marie then began to fuck Susan. She was able to get the entire dildo into Susan's drenched cunt, while at the same time she was able to frig her clit. The combination of the fucking and the vibrator sending off sparks in Susan's ass were too much for Susan to take. Susan was now screaming for release. I have never seen Susan wail like this in my life. Susan's nipples were as hard as rocks. She was thrusting to meet every thrust Marie had to offer. She was out of control with pleasure. A man from the audience shoved his erection into Susan's mouth. She greedily accepted the cock and within one minute Susan was not only given a mouthful of cum, but she too came crying out, "Enough, enough, I can't take anymore, oh please stop!" Finally, Marie stopped her activity, sat back and smiled at her conquest.

At the same time, the other women were in various stages of ecstasy as well. The "partner" for Donna, Clara had placed nipple clamps on Donna's tits and had a double headed dildo, one side in Donna's cunt and the other side in her own. She also placed anal beads into Donna's ass. While pulling on the nipple clamps she was fucking Donna. Donna's cunt was on fire. She could not get enough of the dildo and she too knew that it would be hard for her to hold out for the five minutes. In fact, about three minutes into this treatment Clara began to slowly pull out the anal beads, while continuing to hump her with the dildo. "Yes, Yes, oh Yes, I'm cumming, Oh God, I'm cumm….ingggg, cumminnngg." With her cum, Donna slumped back into her chair. 

Nancy, who was never with a woman, became insatiable. She was a women possessed. In fact Chuck had two women work on her, Bonnie and Diane. Nancy's table was turned parallel to the floor and lowered somewhat. Bonnie lowered her cunt to Nancy's mouth. Although she never ate a woman, Nancy flicked her tongue at the center of her partner's sex. She licked Bonnie's cunt from back to front. Diane put on a strap on dildo, one with a 10" cock attached. She proceeded to fuck Nancy with the dildo. When she was able to move her head away from her Bonnie's cunt, she began yelling, "Fuck me, please fuck my pussy with your cock. I need a cock so badly. Harder, please fuck me faster and harder!! Oh yes, I'm cumming, I'm cummmiiiinggg, I'm cummmming. Oh God, I'm cummmming!! 

We, on the other hand, during this time became fully aroused, once again. This time each of us took matters into our own hands. We began to masturbate in front of our audience. In a matter of moments, one of the ladies from the audience replaced my hand with her mouth. She twirled her tongue along the tip of my cock, licked me on all sides and had me cumming in her mouth within two minutes. Two other women came to the side of Mel and Ray and did the same thing with their mouths on both guys. This too, had the desired effect as both Mel and Ray deposited a mouthful of cum with these women.

The first part of the contest was over, with not one of the women surviving the initial five-minute time frame. Chuck just smiled. Immediately Chuck announced that for the next ten minutes, we were going to be counting the number of orgasms each lady experienced. Marie turned to me and with a wink said, "I was only toying with your wife before. I am going to do things to her that will have her wanting me over and over again. If you like, and you will know when the time is right, shove your cock into my pussy." 

The orgasm contest began. Donna's partner, Clara turned Donna's table so that Donna's furry blonde cunt faced towards the ceiling. She proceeded to place a "clit clamp" onto Donna's exposed nub that attached to the nipple clamps. Donna then brought out a vibrator and turned the switch to the on position. With the vibrator working its magic in Donna's cunt, the sensations caused by this as well as the sensations caused by the clamps, Donna became, once again very vocal. Only this time, no words were said. Donna was moaning and screaming in pleasure with only cries of passion filling the room. Clara sensing that Donna was on the verge of multiple orgasms pushed her to the limit by licking her clit. That was too much for Donna as she came and came and came again. All in a matter of a few minutes. Donna's partner did not allow Donna any rest. She pulled off the clips, turned the table to the horizontal position and climbed into a "69" position. Donna could not wait to place her mouth on Clara's brown furred pussy. Donna came again as Clara fingered her cunt and tongued her clit. Clara also came, many times from the licking she was getting. Both women lost control as they continued to work their magic on the core to their partner's sex.




The Initiation Ch. 3



(Readers should read Chapters 1 and 2 before proceeding to this final chapter in order to bring the story "full circle")

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Reality then set in. We could not keep this pace up forever. As such, we began to get back into our routines of the house. And for a while, that was fine. Two more weeks had passed and Susan reminded us that both our mother's were coming for their annual visit. Still in their mid 50's both were divorced and quite attractive. Susan's mom, Sheri and my mom, Tina was on the way to the west coast as they usually vacationed together. Their divorces left them very well off so they take advantage of being able to travel whenever they want.

"I completely forgot they were coming," I said. "They will be here when we have to go to our next party at Chuck's house."

"Don't worry, they will be happy to be away from us after spending a few days together," my wife remarked. "I need to get back at Marie. She had me every which way. There was not a nerve she did not touch. If I don't get her, she will think she can have me anytime she wants. I want her to know that I too can play her game!"

Sheri and Tina arrived on the Saturday. Both looked great. Sheri, unlike her daughter was a striking blond, and quite well built. On her last visit, when we went to the beach, she did not go for the modest bathing suit look. Rather she opted for a striking red two-piece suit that accentuated her curves. Not as large on top as her daughter, nevertheless, she did have a great figure. My mom had matured well, with her hair streaked with gray. She too, had, if I may say so, a nice figure, although some rounding in the curves was evident.

After a two days of going out to dinner and the theatre, both moms begged out of our next evenings planned activity. We had planned to go to a movie, but Sheri and Tina said they were too tired and would just like to relax and perhaps rent a movie. We left the house, telling our mom's that we expected to be back around midnight as we were going to dinner and then the movie. 

Everything that could go wrong with our plans did. The restaurant was overcrowded with a private party, so we skipped dinner and went to a movie that turned out to be just terrible. We arrived home around 10 pm, and as we opened the front door, a sight before Susan and my eyes will always stick in my mind. When we entered our house we noticed the lights off in the family room, but the glow from the television was prominent. As we approached the closed door to the room there was a distinct noise of passion. We moved from that side entrance to the front side of the room where we peeked through the blinds as to what was going on. Since there were no other lights on in the house, we were not noticed. 

Showing on the television was the tape that Chuck gave to us as we left his house after our "membership meeting" at his house. Not only that, but both our mom's were stark naked and they were busy masturbating furiously. Susan and I wanted to leave but we were fixed as our mom's masturbated to our performance. Susan's mom was a natural blond who, like Susan, left the razor in the drawer. Her abundant pubic hair was glistening with the wetness caused by her touching her clitoris. Alternating between rubbing and pinching, along with placing a few fingers inside her cunt, made her oblivious to our being there. I tried not to look at my mom, but I too, was fixed on her actions. Her well-rounded curves were moving up and down on the couch as her nipples were so hard, they pointed heavenly. She had a small tuft of dark pubic hair that appeared on the top of her mound, but her slit was hairless. It appeared as thought there was a contest to see who was able to climax first. Fingers were moving in a blur. Nipples were being pinched; fingers were being inserted into each cunt. Moaning like there was no tomorrow, clearly the women were fixed on the images on the television. On the television, Marie was ravishing Susan. Her entire cunt was exposed with vibrators and clips attached to various erogenous zones. Susan was also servicing two men. 

"Oh my God," Sheri panted as she looked over to Tina who, too, was moaning. "I can't believe my own daughter was into such things. I can't believe the pleasure she is receiving." With that Sheri picked up the pace of frigging her cunt. "You, did you see the cock on my son and how it was teased until he came in gallons."? With that, Tina turned to face Sherri and gave her best friend a kiss that was more than just a hello kiss. Sheri responded in kind and then both of them became one. Fingers moved from their own cunts to each other. Sheri pushed Tina down on the couch and placed her mouth directly on Tina's center of pleasure. Tina had a few mild climaxes and then one massive one. Even though she was spent, Tina made sure to reciprocate. "You and your daughter do have something in common. The amount of hair on your cunts are the same. I got so horny seeing how thick her bush was, and knowing how thick your was, I knew I had to taste you." With that she began to eat and finger Sheri to one tremendous explosion. They quickly moved into a "69" position and for the next 10 minutes they feasted on each other. More climaxes came, and for us, we could not take our eyes off our moms. I did manage to move a finger under Susan's skirt and saw that her cunt was soaking wet. Susan stopped wearing panties, and her wetness moved from her cunt to her thighs. She did manage to see that my erection was making my pants act as a tent. Finally, the show ended with both moms shaking to what must have been there 4th or 5th explosion. They collapsed on the couch.

"You know that our kids have no idea that we love to make love to each other," said Tina. "Looking at this video made my cum even more explosive."

"I would love to have your son fuck me. It has been so long since I had a hard cock, and just looking at the tape drove me crazy," remarked Sheri. "Well, I have tasted blond for a while, I would love to taste that hairy cunt on your daughter," panted Tina. With that last remark, Susan and I turned to each other and without a word quietly moved back to the front door, opened it quietly and slammed it shut.

"We're home!" I yelled. We deliberately took our time putting our light jackets in the closet. "We are in the family room," yelled Tina. We made our way into the room, only to see our moms wearing robes and looking quite respectful. We told them that our plans changed and because of that we got here about 2 hours before we expected. "What did you guys watch on the television," Susan asked. "Oh, nothing special" Sheri said. We said our good nights and proceeded to our rooms.

The door hardly closed when Susan lifted her skirt and pushed my head to her cunt. It took all of two minutes of tonguing her hairy cunt to bring her to a shattering orgasm. She had to hold a pillow over her face as to not to scream as loud as she wanted to, fearing our parents would hear. She wasted no time in striping off my pants and impaled herself on my cock. For me, relief was quick. I exploded in my wife's cunt in about two minutes.

After we undressed, we discussed what we just observed. We had no idea that our moms were lovers, but the thought of what they said had us wanting more. We turned over and tried to sleep. Sleep did not come easily for us. In fact, I could not sleep, and left our bed to get something to drink in the kitchen. I guess someone else had that same idea in mind as I found Susan's mom sitting at the table. "You too," said Sheri. "Yup, could not sleep."

"Well I have been here for a while, I am going to try to get some sleep." With that Sheri got up to go back to her room. I was stopped in my tracks as Sheri wore such a thin nightshirt; it was obvious that she had neglected to put panties on. Her nipples were poking through her shirt. She passed me and was about to give me a good night peck, something she always did, when she abruptly whispered, "We saw you watching us. It turned us on even more." And with that, she reached for my cock as she let her nightdress fall to the floor.

"We really shouldn't be doing this."

"Don't worry. Your mom is making her way into your bedroom right now. She has a thing for very hairy cunts, and by what we had seen on the video, she would feast on my daughter's pussy. How long did it take her to get her bush to look like that? I thought she kept it shaved to a certain extent."

"It's along story that at this time, from what I see, we will not have the time to discuss." Her fingers were moving over my cock with a feathery touch. She must have paid attention to our video as she made me even harder. "Come into the family room so we can do his right." She grabbed my cock and led me to the couch where she pushed me down and then engulfed my cock with her mouth. "I will cum if you continue this way."

"You will not cum until I tell you to do so. I haven't had a cock in any of my holes for months." With that she impaled herself on my cock. Her thick bush was coated with her wetness. "Play with my tits, bite my nipples, make me beg!" I know I should not be doing this but the thought of my mother eating my wife was too much for my imagination. Here I was getting royally fucked by my mother. I knew that this was going to be a long night.

"How did you allow Marie, to play with you like that?" Tina had moved quickly to the side of the bed, removed her bedclothes and before my wife could answer, had three fingers up her cunt. My wife was startled into waking up. "Your mom and I knew you were watching us. After my divorce, I took a liking to women as well as men. Your mother knows how to please me better than any cock. I like to reciprocate as well. "Well," as Tina continued to thrust fingers up Susan's cunt and now, her asshole, "How did Marie control you like that?"

Susan's hips were moving up in down in response to the workings of Tina. "Right now, your husband is fucking your mother, so relax and enjoy. We have some time to ourselves. They will join us in a little while!" Tina played Susan's cunt like a maestro. She knew when to thrust quickly, when to touch lightly and when to stretch both her cunt and ass holes. "Tell me, or I will stop. You don't want me to stop do you? Well do you?"

"No, oh please not, don't stop! I am soaking wet and I love the way your fingers feel. Marie, oh..oh…oh..Marie had total control over me and I loved it. Please fuck me harder with your fingers, please I want to cum, Oh,,,,,,,Oh…. as Susan's hips were moving without thought. I let Marie do anything she wanted because it felt sooooooo gooood."

"As good as now?"

"No, now is better." That was the answer Tina was looking for. She spread Susan's legs apart and tied her hands to the bed frame. "If you thought Marie was good, you have not experienced anything like you will experience tonight." With that, Tina lit a candle and proceeded to allow the wax to drip on Susan's nipples. "Arghhhhhhhhh, oh fuck, that's hot. Oh…….please, no more." Tina applied just enough to cover the nipples and when the wax was still pliable attached clips to the ends of the nipples that were now held in place by the wax. Tina attached the clips to the headboard as well causing Susan to cry out in some pain as her tits were pushed upward. Tina then began to work her fingers into Susan's cunt and ass hole. Alternating between heavy and light touches, she had Susan's nerve endings frayed. Finally, she added to the pleasure by placing her tongue on her clit. Susan's hips went wild. The pain from the nipple clips and the pleasure from the tonguing had made Susan incoherent. "More, more, more tongue. Oh……it feels so good…. My nipples feel like they are going to burst. Please, I need to cum. Let me cum Susan howled. Finally, with the precision of an orchestra conductor, Tina, while flicking Susan's clit, reached her G spot and added some subtle pressure. Susan exploded. Not one, not twice, but in a series of uncontrollable wails. It was a hard cum, thoroughly exhausting and leaving Susan panting wanting for more. And more is what she received. Tina had to work her way through Susan's thick, unruly bush of jet-black cunt hair to find and separate her cunt lips. She then took her index finger and ran it over the outstretched lips. With nothing more than a feathery touch, making sure that she did not come in contact with Susan's engorged clit, she masterfully stroked the lips, ever so lightly, causing Susan to once again, move her hips up and down off the bed, while screaming in ecstasy at the sensations her husbands mom was causing. All the while Tina moved her own fingers over her swollen clit, causing minor explosions. Finally, Tina climbed on top of Susan and initiated some cunt-to-cunt movement. Tina was so close. Susan was so close, for what seemed like the 5th time tonight. Pelvis' thrusting, Tina rubbing her neatly shaved cunt over the coarse hair that covered Susan's cunt. The friction of the bush finally drove Tina over the edge, with Susan following. Their cries filled the entire house.

And although Bob was fully busy fucking Susan's mom from behind, the cries from upstairs startled both of them. "Your mom is so fucking good at bringing pleasure to your wife," Sheri panted as I continued to thrust into her cunt. "I know first hand just what your mom is capable off. There isn't one night when we travel that she doesn't get me off two or three times. She has an insatiable appetite for pussy. Oh….Oh….more, deeper please, fuck me harder….harder." I continued my assault on Susan's mom's cunt. I turned her back over, spread her legs and once again, shoved my cock into her cunt. Her tits were glistening with sweat, her nipples diamond hard, begging to be sucked. She took her own hands to her tits and rolled, pinched and teased her own nipples. Sensing that I could not last much longer, she moaned, "In my cunt, please in my cunt. I want your cum sprayed into my cunt, onto my bush. Oh…. I love cum, I love your hard cock." With that her legs locked as she thrust her pelvis once more. As she climaxed, and from the sounds emanating from the upstairs bedroom, I could not hold out as I too came. 

It took a while for us to realize what just happened. Once we did, no words were spoken, as we both knew that this evening would not soon be forgotten. The noise from the upstairs bedroom continued, as we made our way to see the incredible seen being played out in front of us. My mother was now eating my wife, as Susan was humping her face. Suddenly my mother turned to me and said, " I know it may be wrong, but it has been too long since I had a cock in my cunt. I saw what your cock can do, so please, no argument, just make me happy and stick that wonderful toy in my cunt while I get back to eating your wife." I had always had fantasies about my mom, ever since the day, I saw her getting out of the shower and running into her room. She did not know I was in the house so when I saw her that day, some 10 years ago, a young man's fantasy was created. I even spied on her from outside of her door which remained partially open. She spent the better part of an hour pleasing herself. "Common son, I know you want to fuck your mom. I have known that ever since you were spying on me some 10 years ago. Didn't think I knew. I knew what I was doing." My cock had a mind of its own and found its way into my mother's wet cunt. The three of us were now working as one, as my mom continued her oral assault on my wife and I had fulfilled one of my life long fantasies. Sheri, not wanting to be left out, decide that a little family fun was in order and proceeded to bring her mouth to her daughters distended nipples. 

My mother was certainly distracted by the way my cock was at first teasing her and then thrusting into her. She was not able to continue her oral administrations on my wife. "Oh God, your cock feels so fucking good, so fucking good" as she continued to scream with delight as my cock moved faster and faster. I pulled my mother off of my wife and onto the floor. As I did this, Susan's mom took pity on her tied up daughter and removed the ties from Susan's wrists and legs. 

"You are so beautiful and I am so horny, Susan's mom stated. "Then let me touch you, let me make love to you, right here, right now." Before Sheri could answer, Susan turned her mom around so they were now face-to-face. Susan took the initiative by starting to caress her mom's face, proceeded to her tits, and then sank a few fingers into the hairy, blond bush. Susan's mom tried to duplicate the effort and now both women were moaning uncontrollably, all the while moving their hips back and forth taking in as many fingers into their cunts as possible. Susan rolled her mother on her back and placed her cunt over her mom's. The sight of two of the hairiest cunts moving over each other was so hot. Both women were now announcing their impending orgasms. Susan's mom reach her pinnacle first, screaming all the while, as the bushes created a friction that was unlike anything each of them had ever felt before. Susan reacted the same way just over a minute later. After their orgasms subsided, the continued to softly stroke each other down from their lust.

My mom and I, at the same time, continued to fuck in every conceivable position. Finally, we ended up fucking with her impaling herself on my cock. Every up and down stroke fired another mini-orgasm. My own release was only a few seconds away, when my mom began to pinch her nipples signaling her cum. She was now shouting, "Oh yeah, oh yeah, please fuck me, fuck me more. I'm almost there, almost…." and then she came with a loud release which caused me to thrust one more time and deposit my cum inside my mom.

It did take us all a few minutes to calm down and assess just what took place. Without words, we all jumped on the bed and let the moment speak for itself. Few words were spoken. Light touches were the order of the day. But, I had the strange feeling that the next few days would be just as exciting.



The Initiation of a Witch



This is my entry for the 2014 Halloween Contest, so if you enjoy it please vote. I wasn't quite sure where to place this story; as you will see, it has elements that could put it in a number of other sections including BDSM, Exhibitionist and Voyeur and Loving Wives. Once you have read it, hopefully you will agree that the Group Sex category is the most appropriate. 

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Two years ago, my wife, Janet, and I were living happily in a different part of the country where we had a good network of friends that we enjoyed socialising with. If asked, I think we both would have said that witches were only to be found in fairy-tales. In many ways we were right, our idea of a witch then would have been some warty hag cackling as she flew around on a broomstick with her pointy hat and black cat; this, of course, is fictitious. However, I now realise that we were mistaken to assume that this meant that there didn't exist people calling themselves witches who practised Wicca. Indeed, as we were to discover, they are all around us.

Little did I anticipate the impact that accepting the new job would have on our lives. We knew that it would involve relocating across the country and that it would mean swapping our city living for a quieter rural life but it would also mean more pay and the opportunities to spend this on things that we had been dreaming of doing. After a lot of discussion, we decided to go for it. 

The first few weeks after the move were taken up with sorting out our new home and, for me, settling into my new job. Naturally, the move meant leaving our friends behind but, through my job, I soon found a new crowd whose company I enjoyed and I was soon being invited to join them for various non-work related activities, including joining their bowling team. For Janet, things were a little tougher. She was becoming bored, having not yet found a job, and was getting down about missing her friends. This changed when she began spending more time with our neighbour, Sue, who was about the same age as Janet and also at home during the day.

It started with them visiting each-other's houses for coffee during the day and then Sue invited Janet out to meet some of her friends and soon evenings out became a regular thing. Initially, I was pleased that Janet was making her own friends but there was something about Sue that I didn't quite trust. After several weeks of Janet's new busy social calender, I quizzed Janet about how much time she was spending out and what she was doing. Her responses were vague and this only fuelled my suspicions that she was keeping something from me.

Our "discussions" about this continued until, on night in October, Janet sat me down and explained that Sue was a witch and she had been telling her all about Wicca and that Janet was interested in it. Well, not just interested, she had been to a number of their meetings, or coven circles as she called them. She also dropped the bomb-shell that she had asked to be made a witch too. I was shocked, this wasn't typical of the Janet I knew. She said that the training would take a year and a day and that, if she was successful, she would be initiated into the coven this time the following year. 

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Over the following few months, Janet's obsession with Wicca didn't wane, as I hoped it might; quite the opposite, it intensified. I tried to show some interest in what she was doing but I was told many times that the secrets of the practice aren't allowed to be discussed outside of the circle of witches. So, I resorted to the Internet in an attempt to quell my own concerns; this didn't help. Due to this secrecy, there seemed to be no clear description of what happened at these witches' circles and the accounts varied from things that sounded like social gatherings outdoors with a bit of singing through to full on naked sex magic cults. It was therefore with some trepidation that I learnt from Janet that her year and a day had passed successfully and that she was going to be initiated into the coven at the next full moon, which was at the weekend.

It was clear that no amount of pleading or demanding that she didn't go through with this was going to stop her. I felt that I needed to do something to protect her or perhaps I was just curious as to what would actually happen; either way, I resolved to follow her when she left for her initiation. I told her that I was going bowling and parked at the end of our street where I could watch all the cars that came and went. It was dark but it wasn't long before Sue's car drove out and I could see that Janet was with her. They drove a little way across town to a house I didn't know. I thought this might be where it was going to happen but they just met with some other people there before they all drove out of town in a convoy.

I followed the cars out to a remote piece of woodland where they stopped. I pulled off the road some distance from them so they didn't see me. I could just see several figures getting out of the vehicles. They appeared to set fire to several torches before they walked in a line into the woodland. I followed, often I lost sight of them but I could hear their chanting and use this as a guide. Eventually, I could tell that they had stopped in a clearing ahead. I slowly crept towards them, paranoid that they would hear every crack of a twig beneath my feet or even my breathing and I would be discovered. I positioned myself amongst some dense bushes that, I hoped, afforded me some camouflage while still allowing me to clearly see the clearing.

The glade wasn't very big but contained a large rock with a flat-ish top. These woods are littered with these boulders as the bruises on my shins, acquired while making my way up there in the dark, are testament to. A loop of rope had been laid on the ground encircling the stone with it towards one side. Within this circle, more rope had been laid out to form a five pointed star shape. Gathered on the far side of the glade were perhaps ten or eleven figures dressed in white robes with red cord tied around their waists. By their sizes, it looked as though their was a equal mix of men and women but with only the light from the moon and their torches, and at that distance, it was hard to tell. I searched the group, trying to spot Janet but I couldn't see her. 

Then, alarmingly, the group start walking towards me. I thought I had been discovered but they were only taking up positions around the circle. The men were each carrying a flaming torch, while positioned between them the women each had one of those Celtic drums. Once they were in place, the drumming began and they started chanting again as they moved slowly around the circle. The steady procession gave me the opportunity to see the faces of everyone there. A number of them I didn't recognise but, as would be expected, I did see our neighbour Sue and her husband Brian, also Carol from across the way. However, what did surprise me was when I caught sight of my boss from work and another of my male colleagues; I really didn't think that they would have been interested in this sort of thing. Where was Janet? I still hadn't managed to spot her among them.

I can't remember what they were chanting, most of it didn't make much sense, but they were things like:

....East and South and West and North Here we come to call thee forth...

...Earth and Water, Air and Fire Work you unto my desire...

...Horned hunter of the night Blend your power into this spell...

...Tie our hands behind our back Purge us, scourge us, we are one...

After a while of this, one of the group stepped into the circle carrying a sword. His robes were white like the others but they seemed more ornate. I assumed that he was the leader or priest. He used the sword to trace the circle that had been laid out. 

"Circle, be our meeting place of joy and truth. Shield us against all wickedness and evil, a rampart of protection for all those that stand within." he called out as he walked around. When he had completed the circuit he said loudly, "Bring forward the initiate." This must be Janet I thought. Two of the witches on the side furthest away from me broke rank and walked off into the woods. They returned shortly with Janet between them. She was completely naked and blindfolded. Stumbling slightly, they brought her to the edge of the circle. I could see that she had her hands behind her back and rope around her neck. They had bound her. What else had they done with her? What where they going to do with her now?

The priest raised his sword and held it against her left breast. I could see how it was pushing against her soft flesh. 

He spoke to her and the rest of them, "Thou who stands on the threshold between the pleasant world of men and the domain of the dread Lords of the outer spaces, has thou the courage to make them safe? It will be better to throw yourself on this blade than to enter this circle with fear or doubt in your heart."

"I have and I bring you two passwords; perfect love, perfect trust." she replied.

"In which case, I give you a third password." The priest kissed Janet on the lips and lead her into the centre of the circle by the rope hanging from her neck. Leaving her there, he walked to the its edge and raised his hands, proclaiming "Dear Lords of the watchtowers of the East, I summon you up to witness this rite and offer you Janet who has been prepared to undertake the ordeal to become a witch."

Crossing to the other side of the circle, he again raised his arms and declared, "Dear Lords of the watchtowers of the South, I summon you up to witness this rite and offer you Janet who has been prepared to undertake the ordeal to become a witch." He repeated this at the East and West points before returning to Janet.

A small bell was rung three times and the witches started to chant quietly. I couldn't discern what they were saying nor indeed whether it was even in English; all I could hear were pulsating waves of sound.

The priest got to his knees in front of my naked and bound wife and said, "I kneel before you in welcome. Blessed be your feet that have brought you to us." He leaned forward and kissed her left foot and then her right. "Blessed be your knees that shall kneel before the altar." He leaned forward and kissed her knees, the left and then the right. "Blessed be thy womb, from which life comes." To my shock, he leaned in and kissed my wife on her bushy pubic mound. "Blessed be thy breasts that nourish life." Standing, he kissed each on the nipple, first left then right. "Blessed be thy lips, which will utter our sacred names." He kissed her tenderly on the lips.

"We will now bind your legs and take your measure so that you will be forever bound to this coven."

Two of the female witches entered the circle carrying a white rope and a red one. The white was used to tie Janet's ankles together, while the red was run from her feet to her head and the excess cut off. The red rope was then handed to the priest who made a sign over it.

"We return your measure to you to be worn whenever we meet" he said wrapping it around her arm.

The ting of the bell chimed out again and the two helper witches joined the others in the ring around the circle.

"Before you are sworn into our coven are you willing to pass through an ordeal and be purified?"

"I am."

Two of the female witches stepped forward and helped Janet kneel before the altar, pushing her head towards the ground so her naked buttocks and the hairy cleft between her legs were openly presented to the group. The priest picked up something that looked like a cat-o'nine-tails from the altar. My heart started to race. Was he about to whip my wife? Did she know this was going to happen? Janet had never shown any interest in this sort of thing in our bedroom. I remained where I was as the priest raised his hand and brought the scourge down across her buttocks. First, three lashes, then seven and then nine. The priest wasn't in any way using his full force to administer these strikes but Janet flinched as each one made contact with her ass, the tips of the scourge's cords occasionally licking between her legs to slap across her protruding pussy lips.

With the whipping apparently over and her bottom visibly reddened, Janet was helped to a position of kneeling upright in front of the altar and priest.

"Do you swear to always be true to the craft and always ready to protect and help your fellow brothers and sisters of the Wicca even though it could cost you dearly?" asked the priest.

"I do." Janet replied determinedly.

"Then say after me. I, Janet, do solemnly swear..."

"I, Janet, do solemnly swear..." she repeated.

"...to keep secret the works of this coven and not to discuss them outside of this sacred circle."

"...to keep secret the works of this coven and not to discuss them outside of this sacred circle."

"This I swear with my life in full knowledge that my measure has been taken."

"This I swear with my life in full knowledge that my measure has been taken."

The priest took Janet's arms and helped her stand.

The bell rung twice.

"With your new life as a witch comes a new name. A name by which you will be known only to us. Henceforth, when we meet in circle you are Freyja Starfall."

From the altar stone, the priest picked up a small cup. "Freyja Starfall, I consecrate you with wine." He dipped two fingers into the cup and dabbed them first on Janet's left breast, then on her right before, thirdly, tracing a line upwards across her vulva.

Placing the cup back on the altar, he continued "Freyja Starfall, I consecrate you with my mouth." He lent forward, taking the nipple of her left breast into his mouth. Then he did the same with her right, leaving them both harder than they were before. Kneeling before her, he gentle took hold of Janet's hips and buried his face into her crotch.

From the altar, the priest then took a small jug. "Freyja Starfall, I consecrate you with oil." He poured a few drops onto her left nipple, rubbing it in with his thumb. He repeated this on her right nipple before pouring a generous amount of oil into his hand. He then placed this hand between my wife's legs and cupped it to her pussy. He held his hand there momentarily before slowly pulling up along its length, making contact with her lips and mound on the way. I couldn't see whether his fingers did more than touch the outside of her but I'm sure Janet tilted her hips towards him in response to his touch.

The priest removed the cords tying Janet's hands and feet and then took off the blindfold. Looking around, she could see for the first time, that she was naked in the centre of a circle of robed witches.

Someone rang the bell three times.

"I salute you Freyja. Let your first rite as a witch be that of the Great Rite, in honour of our Goddess. Are you ready to give your body in sacrifice as a demonstration of our love for her?"

Looking the priest in the eyes, she said, "I salute you, embodiment of the horned one. Yes, let my first rite be the Great Rite." When I heard this, a sickening feeling overcame my stomach and my cock hardened in my trousers. I had read about the Great Rite, a sexual ritual performed either symbolically, with chalice and dagger, or for real. I instantly knew which of these options were going to be chosen tonight.

"Then with your body make the five pointed star in this circle."

As Janet lay in the centre of the circle and spread her legs to align them with two of the points of the star marked out on the ground, I had an unobstructed view of her pussy. Her bush was matted with wine, oil and, I'm sure, saliva but it had parted to expose the swollen pinkness of her labia. I tried to fight against the power of this imagery but I struggled. The eroticism of this ripe womanhood being presented so brazenly spoke directly to my loins; however, counter to this, the reality that this was my darling quiet wife, Janet, who had presumably been somehow tricked in to doing this, tortured me.

Once Janet was lying down, the other witches, with the exception of the priest, removed their robes but remained in their positions around the circle. I found myself lustfully scanning the flesh that had just been laid bare to me.

Standing between Janet's splayed legs, the priest made the sign off the five pointed star then knelt down facing her. "At the sacred circle's secret point with kisses thus I do anoint." again he leaned forward and buried his face in to my wife's pussy. It was obvious that this was more than a kiss; his head was lifting up and down as, no doubt, he ran his tongue along her labia, teasing her clit at the end of each stroke. Kneeling upright again, he raises his hands up and cries out, "Open for me the secret way. Beyond the gates of night and day. Between the bounds of time and space." With that he slipped his robes off his shoulders, leaving him naked and revealing a sizeable cock fully erect and pointing skyward. "Behold the five true points of fellowship, here where the lance and grail unite, and feet and knees and breasts and lips." With that, he positioned himself over my wife, the head of his 'lance' at the opening of her 'grail' and, in one smooth movement, thrust into her. At this point, I subconsciously released my account cock from the confines of my trousers. Even with the rhythmic drumming, I could hear each of her grunts from my hiding place. Religious ceremony or not, it was clear that she was enjoying herself. With each of the priest's thrusts, the beat of the drums increased and he matched this in response. Until, over the cacophony of the drums, the priest arced his back and let out a guttural cry, he gave a final thrust and the drums stopped. The priest collapsed back down on to Janet and, for the first time since his initial penetration of her, she moved from her spread eagle position, wrapping her arms and legs around him in a warm embrace, as if to maintain their union for as long as possible.

Eventually, the priest uncoupled himself from my wife, his still somewhat engorged cock glistening with their juices in the flame light. The realisation of what I had just witnessed struck me. This was my wife in the centre of the circle. This was my wife surrounded by a group of named men and women, some of which I knew and even worked with. This was my wife who had just fucked another man.

"Freyja Starfall, the Great Rite is performed, are you now willing to be known to the other members of our coven in the presence of our Goddess."

"I am." replied Janet in a somewhat more shaky voice.

The priest helped her to her feet and lead her to the large rock that stood at the north end of the circle and had been acting as a kind of altar. Janet was laid back across the stone, her feet still on the ground. The priest spread Janet's legs wider apart, fully exposing her cunt and said, "Freyja, meet your coven."

He stepped aside and the women with drums started their rhythmical beating. The men, still holding their torches in one hand, now held their cocks in their other and started to rhythmically beat themselves to full erection. The first male and female pair stepped into the circle. They handed their drum and torch to the priest and approached Janet. The woman went to her head and the man stood between her legs. He leaned forward and slid his cock into my wife's welcoming pussy. As he fucked her, his strokes matching the beat of the drum, the woman caressed Janet's breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers and occasionally leaning forward to kiss her on the mouth. I was surprised to see her kisses returned with fervour. The drummers beat faster and faster as the man's thrusting became more and more frantic and my wife's moans and pants got more and more frequent. Finally, he climaxed and the drumming returned to a slower pace. The pair retrieved their torch and drum and rejoined the circle of witches on the other side. The whole circle had moved around and the pair now closest to the altar stepped into the circle and the ritual was repeated. For Janet, the attention was virtually constant; when one man had cum in her there was another hard cock waiting to take its place. It didn't take long for her to go into a kind of trance or sexual frenzy. Every action by either of her partners at the time produced a heightened response as every nerve in her body was in a state of hyper-sensitivity. She bucked and moaned as multiple orgasms crashed over her. 




The Initiation of a Witch



I forced myself to watch. I myself had already cum through a combination of overwhelming sexual arousal and disgust at what I was witnessing. My ejaculation had done little to abate either of these feelings so I continued wanking my semi-erect cock, desperate for some resolve.

When the ritual had gone full circle and she had taken every man there, Janet was barely able to stand. Two of the women helped her to her feet so she could put her robe on. As she stood naked in the flame light, I could clearly see a stream of semen running down her leg. Her initiation appeared to be coming to an end so I retreated into the darkness and made my way home, there to await the return of Freyja.



The Initiation of Anna



The young woman ran through the woods, her nearly bare feet crunching through the late winter snow. In a state of near-panic, she ran ever faster, barely noticing the intense cold. Through the forest she continued, not knowing even in which direction she ran, barely able to see ahead of her in the dark of these night hours.

Stumbling in the dark, she fell into the snow at the base of a tree. Lifting her head from the snow, without the sound of her running to distract her, she could distantly hear the far-off howling of wolves. As she paused on the ground to listen, the cold of the snow and night air began to be felt, especially through the tattered rags of her leggings and her tattooed shoulders. With the cold beginning to numb her senses, her ears became full of the sound of her own heart beating rapidly.

Grabbing the trunk of the tree, the woman began to pull herself up. With a terrifyingly loud ripping sound, her tunic caught on an exposed root and tore, revealing a beautiful breast circled with more tattoos. Clutching the shredding fabric, she lurched and began running again. With her feet and body becoming more and more numb, it was clear she was not able to run much further. Every time she slowed to a jerking walk, however, she again heard the howling of wolves, and ran faster again.

As the stars glittered harshly, seemingly painfully through the trees, a soft orange glow appeared ahead of her.

***

Anna sat at the rough table, carving a small design into the bowl in front of her. Her eyes glittered in the light from the fire in the hearth as she worked. Over the sound of the fire crackling, she could hear the soft snoring of her husband, Flavius.


Still a beautiful woman, lines had begun to form at the corners of her eyes, and two years ago she began to notice gray strands in her hair. These had less to do with passing thirty years of age, however, and had much more to do with leaving Rome several seasons ago to travel up north of the Rhine. The journey itself had been taxing, and building their home together had taken a lot out of Flavius and the herself, but she had finally stopped missing the society and life of the great city. Indeed, the few scattered villages near where they lived proved to be an interesting study for her, learning the more rustic art of the Gauls and the Cimbris, as well as the odd spiritualism they had. But, with Flavius now over fifty years old, and with no children to help with the upkeep of their home, the strain was beginning to show on Anna's face and hands.

Putting the bowl and carving tool down, she stretched her neck and shoulders, the rough cloth of her tunic irritating the skin on her arms slightly. Looking over at her husband sleeping on the fur-covered bed, she smiled. 

'About time I went to bed too,' Anna thought.

Rising, she thought she heard a crunching sound outside, like someone rushing through the snow. Pulling back the heavy cloth covering the window by the door, she saw a small, pale woman clad in rags stumbling toward her home. As Anna watched, the woman looked behind her and fell forward into a bank of the freezing snow, collapsing through the frozen crust.

With barely a thought, Anna bolted out to help, fearful that one of the women from the nearby village would freeze to death on her doorstep. Pulling the woman to her feet, Anna noticed her bare breast free itself from the torn tunic. 

'The hunters,' the young woman said through chattering teeth. 'I have to... to get away...'.

Putting away lascivious thoughts engendered from many years in the hedonistic society of Rome, Anna helped the deathly-cold woman into her home.

***

'What is your name?' Anna inquired of the young woman, after seating her on a fur blanket by the fire and wrapping another fur around her shoulders. Anna began putting water into a bowl above the fire.

'My...my name...is Dosia,' the woman stammered, still numb from the cold. She began wiggling her feet by the fire, trying to warm them.

'I'm Anna. Here, let me look at those.'

After dropping a few crushed leaves into the warming water, Anna knelt down to examine Dosia's feet. Peeling away what little remained of the leggings that surrounded them, she felt them.

'Well, I don't think you have any touch of the frost, Dosia. You are very lucky.' Anna, momentarily entranced by the beauty of Dosia's feet, slowly caressed them. Regaining her composure, she smiled at the pleasant memories of Rome, and looked at Dosia's hands.

'None here, either. By the Gods, what were you doing running through the snow in such a state...' Anna trailed off, again seeing Dosia's bare breast and the swirling tattoos around the firmly erect nipple. 

Seeing the look on Anna's face, Dosia looked down. 'Oh,' she said, pulling the remains of her tunic over herself. 'My...my garment tore...when I was...running from...from the...'. Dosia began sobbing quietly.

'Hush, now,' Anna said, suddenly feeling horrible for the girl's predicament and her own reawakened sexual responses. 'Everything is alright now.'

Anna held Dosia for a few moments, softly stroking her hair as the young woman fought back tears. Looking up, she saw the sleeping form of Flavius turned away from her.

Dosia pulled back. 'I...could I have something warm...to...'.

Smiling at Dosia, Anna got up. Taking a cup from the nearby table, she dipped it in the warm brew from the pot and gave it to Dosia. Anna, watching the woman drink, noticed more of the circling tattoos on her shoulders and neck.

'I've never seen...um, I should get those wet clothes off, if I were you. They will just keep the chill in you, and may attract some sickness.' 

Dosia nodded, handing the cup back to Anna. Shrugging the fur off from her shoulders, she pulled the torn and tattered leggings from her legs, exposing long, pale, beautiful limbs, with more of the tattoos along the sides.

Anna took the garments, looking at the patterns on the young woman. 'I have never seen body art in quite that pattern, before. It is very striking.'

Dosia looked up. 'They are mystic circles A...Anna. My mistress drew them on me herself.' Tears began to well up in her eyes again, and she looked back down.

'Oh, dear, I'm sorry to upset you,' Anna said. 

Shaking her head, Dosia said 'Its...its just that I don't know what happened to her. After the hunters came, I mean.'

'Who are these hunters?' 

Dosia paused. 'Some men with wolves came to our village. They were looking for ...for witches.'

Anna refilled the cup. 'And your mistress...she is a witch?'

Dosia sniffed. 'No. Not quite...yes, I suppose you could call her that. Something like that anyway. We both...well, I was learning. My mistress, she is that...that and much more.'

Anna sat down beside Dosia, handing her the refilled cup. 'I don't understand, dear. Who would hunt witches? All the villages here have their own, and even the Roman soldiers wouldn't...'

As Dosia removed her tunic, Anna stopped talking. Dosia had the most beautiful breasts she had ever seen, and they were only accentuated by the mystic tattoo pattern around them. The tattoos traced back up on to her shoulders and down her arms. Looking lower, there was a tattoo pattern around Dosia's belly, drawing Anna's eyes down to her red pubic hair. It was then that Anna realized that Dosia did not have brown hair, but dark red hair; it had just been matted down with twigs and dirt.

'It is something different that witchcraft that we...we practice, though,' Dosia continued, pulling the fur back over her shoulders. She seemed not to notice the look on Anna's face. 'Something from before the time of Egypt's founders. It is the way of Life, of Release, and of Power.'

Distracted by the growing warmth in her own flesh at the sight of this beautiful young woman, Anna took a moment before responding. 'I...I don't...I still don't get why those men...'

'The Lillitu have real power. That's us, I mean. Well, like I said, I am still just learning, but that is what my mistress is. One of the Beautific Lillitu.' Dosia seemed to brighten at this talk, her cares dissipating with the talk of her mistress. Her eyes began to flash in the firelight.

'We know the power of the flesh, of the blood. The real power, not just that of ensnaring those who want our flesh for satiation, but to affect the world around us, to help us, to...to...' Dosia looked at Anna, smiling. 'I know how to find my Mistress.'

After a brief moment, Dosia looked back down. 'I mean, if you...if you would help me, Anna,' she whispered.

'Of course,' Anna whispered, puzzled at this change in her new friend.

'I...I need you to...to explore the Patterned Names with me.'

Her brow furrowing, Anna asked 'What is that, dear?'

Dosia, traced her finger along one of the tattoos on her right leg. 'I need you to...to...' Dosia turned and kissed Anna.

Surprised, Anna found herself kissing back, her previous state of warmth increasing dramatically as she placed her hands behind Dosia's neck and shoulders. Dosia's mouth opened and her tongue found Anna's.

Swept away, Anna began caressing Dosia's back, moving down the curve of her spine. Pushing the fur cloak off Dosia's shoulders, Anna brought her right hand around Dosia's waist to her soft belly.

Dosia, meanwhile, was softly stroking Anna's hair with her right hand, moving her left down to untie the front of her garment. Within moments, Dosia had Anna disrobed, and they both lay entwined on the soft fur in front of the fire, hands, lips and tongues exploring each other.

Anna cupped Dosia's right breast in her hand, gently sucking on the pink nipple. She found herself tracing the tattoo pattern on the breast, around to her side, then back across her belly.

'That's it,' Dosia moaned, softly, her own hands playing with Anna's firm breasts, her thumbs toying with the nipples. Anna found, in addition to the lust in her heart, she began to feel an additional tingling along her back, something she had never experienced before during sex, with either men or women. The more she traced out the patterns on Dosia, the stronger the tingling became.

Dosia's left hand caressed over Anna's pubic mound, the fingertips barely touching the clitoris, sending more familiar, yet utterly delightful, shocks of pleasure through Anna. Kissing Dosia deeply, Anna moved her other hand to the space between Dosia's legs, feeling her curly hair along the palm of her hand, and moving her little finger along the lips beneath, up to Dosia's own clitoris. Anna found the tingling sensation increasing as her pleasure increased, and swirls of orange and yellow colours and lights began clouding her vision, obscuring all but herself and Dosia.

Anna cried out as Dosia worked on her vulva, stimulating her clitoris with her thumb and index finger, and pushing her other fingers deep inside her vagina. Although Anna had to try to concentrate to reciprocate the stimulations to Dosia's genitals, she found her right hand was, seemingly of its own accord, still tracing out the tattoo patterns on Dosia's legs. If she could have, she would have noticed that Dosia seemed to take more pleasure from the fingers over her tattoos than with Anna's practiced work on her nether regions.

Dosia began to cry out, although it seemed to Anna that Dosia was actually crying words, but in a language she did not understand. The light that surrounded them increased in brightness and a humming sound began. Lost in the experience, Anna felt no passage of time, only fingers and lips and soft caresses and tongues. She found herself, with Dosia on top of her and still crying out, sucking on Dosia's swollen clitoris, periodically moving to thrust her tongue as deep as she could into her vagina. Anna then felt Dosia's lips and tongue on her own genitals, although she could still hear the occasional muffled cry and moan. That is, over Anna's own moaning as she felt herself climb up to a climax.

With a great shout, they both reached orgasm, waves of pleasure overwhelming Anna so much that she believed that she passed into unconsciousness for a moment. 

***

As the moment passed, over the warmth of her intoxicating loveplay, she realized it was cold. And dark.

Coming back to her senses, Anna looked around and saw that the fire had gone out. 'How long did I pass out for?' she asked herself softly.

'We were Outside, Anna,' Dosia said softly from where she lay, drenched in sweat, beside Anna's own sweaty naked body. 'Outside this place, outside this time. We needed to be, so I could protect us.'

Her eyes adjusting to the dark, she saw Flavius still sleeping on the bed, and waves of guilt and surprise washed over her. 'By the Gods,' she exclaimed softly. 'What have I done?'

After a silent moment, memories of the experience filled her again, seeming to drive off any real guilt. 'The magic of it,' she thought to herself. 

'How did my husband not awake from the...' Anna blushed. 'We were rather loud, as I recall.' She smiled.

Dosia pulled the fur cloak around herself again. 'As I said, we weren't really here. The magic I could perform while we were...interacting...took us from this place.' Dosia looked over at the man in the bed. 

Remembering, new sensations began to fill Anna's head. Visions of a river, of a tall blonde woman in robes running across snow without leaving footprints, toward a village. All these scenes by starlight.

'You are experiencing part of my Vision, Anna,' Dosia said, smiling in the dark. 'Part of the magic I cast showed me where my Mistress went, and that she is safe.'

Getting up, she began picking up pieces of wood from the pile in the corner. 'I need to get to her,' Dosia said, bringing the wood to the hearth. 'I should leave tomorrow.'

Gasping for air, reeling from the visions in her head and their supernatural nature, Anna stuttered. 'What...what about...about those hunters...'

'I believe I covered over my tracks,' she said, beginning to light the fire with flint and steel. 'Part of the Rite was to change the snow and the path of my scent through the woods. I should be safe for now, but I have to leave soon, before they come back.'

'...Don't go,' Anna said quietly.

The fire started, Dosia turned back to Anna. 'I have to,' she said, taking Anna's face in her hands. 'I love her, and I must return to her.'

Anna studied the youthful face in front of her. 'Then take me with you,' she said to Dosia. 'I am scared I will never feel that sensation again. I want to learn that magic.'

Anna looked down at her own naked body. 'I love you, Dosia. Somehow, I believe I love your Mistress as well...'

Biting her lip, Dosia looked at Anna. 'Pack up some things, then,' she said. 'We will need to get out of here before daybreak.'

Excitedly, Anna smiled and kissed Dosia deeply. She began throwing some clothes and her carving tools into a sack, pulling out a few loose garments for Dosia to wear.

After a few minutes, Dosia walked out the door, with Anna behind her. Before closing the door, however, she looked back at her still-sleeping husband. 'My dear, dear Flavius,' she thought, knowing she could never come back, could never explain what had happened.

Remembering their time together, she turned to Dosia. Seeing that face, with some of the tattoos peeking out of her cloak over her shoulder, Anna quickly forgot everything.

Softly, she closed the door and they began walking through the crisp late winter night.

fin.