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Wild Night Ch. 1

By: Fritz



That night began like any other Friday night: martinis at 6:00, dinner at 8:00, and a cocktail or two at the local tavern. Barb and I decided that evening we'd only have side orders. We both had a good buzz on and didn't want to ruin it by overeating. By 9:00, Barb was feeling no pain. We settled in at a nearby tavern. The patrons looked to be about our ages, and the DJ was playing baby-boomer music we could appreciate. We watched as several couples danced and remarked how good looking some of them were. The more Barb had to drink, the more the conversation turned to how sexy some of the couples seemed. 

She made comments like, "How can that good looking guy be dancing with that homely woman? Do you suppose they're married?" 

We joined the couples on the dance floor and danced a few songs. Barb was a little tipsy and bumped against one of the better looking men. She made her apologies, but the next song, she slipped and fell in front of him. He caught her on the way down and helped her up. 

"Watch out for that treacherous dance floor, girl!" He said, bringing her to her feet. 

She gave him one of those blushing smiles and said something about the dance floor. His partner, a stunning brunette, seemed unaffected and smiled at both of us.

The song ended and we went back to our table. The place had become quite crowded and someone had moved our drinks and Barb's purse over to the bar. I was pissed and tried to get our table back. Barb had a more forgiving nature, so we retreated to the bar. There wasn't any room there either. The man Barb had bumped into happened to be getting a drink, and we struck up a conversation.

"Man, this place is hoppin' tonight!" He said with a smile.

I asked him a few questions about the place and he noticed we had lost our table. "Hey, why don't you guys join us, we've got plenty of room," he yelled over the music. 

I looked at Barb, she nodded, and we followed him to their table. At the table were his dance partner and another couple. He made introductions, as we seated ourselves.

The inviting couple was Tom and Samantha. We guessed them to be in their 40's. He was about 6 ft. tall, had a deep tan and a muscular build. Samantha "Sam" was also very tan with long, coal black hair. She was taller than Barb, by a few inches, and very slender. She wore a dark, backless, clinging spandex dress with a neckline that opened almost to her belly. You could see she worked out and had quite a figure -maybe 34B-24-35. The other couple was Scott and Angie, also in their 40's. Angie was a bubbly, airhead blonde with big knockers. She was shorter, 5 ft. maybe, with a fuller figure, 40DD-26-37, I would guess. She wore a skimpy jean skirt and a very tight elastic tube top that barely covered her more than ample tits. Her husband, Scott was stockier than Tom or I, probably my height, 5'9", but very broad shoulders. I think he was an ex-football player.

We found a lot in common with both couples. Almost at once, we hit it off. Everyone at the table had a pretty good alcohol buzz. The girls were giggling after every other comment that one of the guys would make. The three ladies made off to the powder room, and us guys made typical comments about sports and women. 

"You've got quite a dance queen there, Donny!" Said Tom. 

"Yeah, I think she's feeling her oats tonight!" I added. 

"She's feelin' more than oats, man!" Tom said, with a smirk. 

I gave him a questioning look, and he told me about the dance floor. Apparently, when he was helping her up, she grabbed his package and whispered something naughty to him. I think I caught Tom off guard, when I reacted with a smile. She can be very playful. Scott mentioned how 'playful' Angie was getting too. 

We ordered another round of drinks, and the ladies returned. They looked good enough to eat, right there, and we complimented them on their sexy appearance. The dance floor emptied after a slow song and we all got on the floor together. The DJ played a fast song, some bump-and-grind thing from the 80's. Soon the girls were dancing apart from us, as a trio. Me and the guys decided to sit back down and watch the show. 

The DJ, seeing the girls were attracting an audience, urged them to "Get it on!" and similar 80's clichés. He switched the song to a hard driving disco beat and the girls seemed to love the extra attention. They were only too happy to provide their own bump and grind. Angie had her jean skirt hiked up high enough to see her white panties. When she bent over. her huge melons came close to overflowing her tube top.

Samantha pulled up her black dress to show her long legs with thigh high black hose. Her long black hair whipped around as she tossed her head from side to side. Barb was holding her own in her short skirt. She had unbuttoned a few buttons on the silk blouse and everyone could easily see plenty of cleavage from her 34D pushup bra. The three damsels danced by themselves, but would occasionally turn to each other and team up. At one point, Sam had both girls on either side of her. She spread her long legs apart, and Angie and Barb acted like they were each humping one of her legs. The crowd went crazy. Barb saw Angie start to cup her huge tits, and she did the same to hers. They cupped, shook and rubbed their tits, as Sam reached out from both sides to grab them. The yells and whistles became deafening, at that point.

Mercifully, the song ended and the sweaty women left the dance floor like a trio of Vegas showgirls. We applauded loudly, whistled and basically acted like we were at a strip show. They came over to our table, but each of them took a different seat than before. They were so worn out; they didn't care where they sat down. Sam sat next to me, Angie with Tom, and Barb with Scott. The girls simmered down a bit and we engaged in some light, but sexy conversation. A slow song started and we all decided to dance with our new table partners. Sam immediately slung her long arms around my neck, locked her fingers and leaned back. With my hands around her thin waist, her cunt lined up perfectly with my crotch.

"Oh Donny, I can't believe we did that!" She said, whipping my face with her long black tresses. 

I smoothed away her hair to one side. "I can't believe how sexy you all are!" I said, as she moved her pelvis into mine. 

She relaxed now and let her arms hold me closer. Our cheeks met and she felt my hard cock press against her pussy. "Ooh, that's nice," she whispered. 

I let my hands fall slowly over her hips and around her ass, to bring us tighter together. "What would your wife say about this?" She asked. 

I looked over at Barb and Scott. They were positioned just like us, and Scott had a firm grip on my wife's ass. 

"I don't think she would be upset." I answered Sam, flexing my hardon against her pussy.

The DJ played another slow song right away, so we didn't get a chance to sit down. I continued groping Sam. Suddenly I felt someone against my back. 

"We're thinking of going up to the lake house, Sam," said Angie, as she pressed hard against me from the rear. 

Her huge tits rubbed against my back. She brought her hands around my waist and lowered them to my crotch. "Don't you think Donny and Barb ought to come too?"

Samantha purred, "Yes, Angie, I think that would be delightful." 

Apparently, when Tom and Angie had stopped dancing, and she joined Sam and me; Tom joined in sandwiching Barb with Scott. I looked over and she was giggling, as the two guys were doing the same to Barb. In retrospect, we should have got a clue then, what the lake house was all about. We all returned to our seats, and Sam and Angie went on and on about how neat the lake house was. It was just outside of town. Tom and Scott had a part interest in the place. They did make it sound appealing. 

"It's like you're out in the middle of nowhere," said Scott. 

"Nobody around for miles -the perfect party palace. You and Barb might as well join us." Tom said, as his eyes wandered down Barb's cleavage. 

Barb and I looked at each other and agreed it might be fun. We hadn't been with such friendly people for quite some time, and we didn't want to be party poopers. We settled up our tab and piled into our cars. I asked Barb what she really thought of these people. 

"They seem very nice. The guys are very attentive...and good looking, don't you think?" She said smiling. 

"Yes, and so are their wives." I said. We both decided at that point, to relax and enjoy the moment. 

"How else do you meet people these days?" Barb remarked. 

We drove on for about a half hour, until we came to the Lake Road turnoff. The bumpy gravel road changed to dirt and then sand, as we pulled up to their house. It was a large house nestled in a wooded area far from the main road.

"What do you girls say to the "Lake House Initiation Breakfast Special?" Asked Tom. 

The girls giggled and took Barb into the front room. I followed the guys to the kitchen. 

"What's the deal?" I asked. 

"Oh, it's kind of tradition, when we have a new couple over," said Scott, smiling coyly. 

"Yeah, us guys do the cooking," added Tom. 

"And the women?" I asked. 

"Well, let's just say they have to pay for it." 

This sounded intriguing, as I put on my apron. The other two guys undressed to their shorts and then put on aprons. Must be part of the tradition, I thought. We whipped up a pretty good breakfast of bacon, eggs, hash browns and pancakes -simple, but filling. The girls really enjoyed the role reversal. After breakfast, I went out on the deck for a smoke and could see the distant lights of other cabins around the lake. The air was warm for September, but a nice breeze kept everything comfortable. After my second cigarette, Angie and Samantha joined me on the deck. 

"Quite a beautiful night." I said, starring at the stars. They agreed and giggled like they were in on a private joke. "So, I hear, according to tradition, you girls have to pay for breakfast?"

"Yes, Donny, that's why we're out here...to pay up," said Sam, as she pulled the spandex dress off of her shoulders and wiggled it down her long legs. 

She stepped out and stood up to reveal her bare chest. Her perfectly formed tanned tits stuck straight out. She had no panties on, just black thigh-high hose. Angie pulled her white tube top up and over her head and out tumbled her huge 40DD's. 

"Ya see, in these here parts, sex is the legal tender," said Angie, in a cowgirl voice. 

Both women came toward me, and I immediately thought of Barb. "Where's Barb at? Is she...?" I asked, wondering if she was safe. 

"Oh, she's inside settling up her bill with Tom and Scott," said Sam, reaching for my belt buckle. 

"I think I need to check on her." I said, pushing Sam's hand away.

I went quickly to the atrium door. It was locked. I peered inside. I couldn't see anything from where I was on the deck. 

"Come here, Donny. It's OK," said Angie, as she led me around the other side of the deck. 

There was no door on that side, but I could see the three of them clearly. Barb was standing. Tom and Scott, in nothing but their aprons, were on either side of her. Tom was French-kissing her ear and Scott was slowly undoing her blouse. She looked through the pane glass and saw me on the deck. She smiled at me and Tom pulled her hand to his cock, under the apron.

Samantha came up from behind me. I could feel her warm nakedness against my back. Her arms encircled my chest and she whispered. "See Donny, Barb's doing just fine." 

I continued watching my wife being seduced by these two studs, as Angie undid my pants and pulled them off. She was nude, except for her jean skirt. She stood in front of me, shoved her huge tits in my chest and pulled on my cock. Sam caressed my ass and tongued my ears. Angie slowly went to her knees and began sucking my dick. They moaned as I stood there with my eyes glued to the show in the front room.

Barb was completely naked and had a hard cock in each hand. Tom, the taller man had shed his apron and was fondling one of her tits, while he kissed her mouth. I saw his tongue dart in and out of her lips, as she tried to suck at it. Scott was kissing her shoulders and tits, as she slowly jacked his cock. He was well endowed and must have had 10 inches. Tom's cock was more like my 8 inches. Scott lowered himself from her grip and started kissing her thighs and playing with her pussy. I could see she was definitely enjoying the extra attention. She started to ride Scott's finger fucking. She pulled harder and faster at Tom's cock, kissing him deeper.

The girls were all over me. Kissing me everywhere and fingering themselves. 

"See what kind of slut your wife is," said Sam, as she moved in front of me. 

Angie kept sucking my cock for all she was worth. They backed me up to a picnic table and had me sit on the edge. Samantha had me lay back on the table. With my legs hanging over the edge, Angie stopped her blowjob, stood up and massaged my cock between her huge tits. Samantha straddled my face from above. I saw her black haired pussy coming at me, and opened my mouth to take her in. My arms grabbed around her thighs and I licked and sucked at her cunt. Angie went back to sucking my cock. She deep throated me over and over. I heard Sam screaming, as she rode my tongue to climax. 

"Oh God, Fuck us Donny!" Samantha cried, as she dismounted my face and kissed me. 

"Stop blowing him, Angie. I want to fuck him," demanded Sam. 

Sam got on all fours on the table. Big titted Angie crawled under her, and lined up in the '69'. I knelt behind Sam and inserted my dick in her pussy and started humping her beautiful, tanned ass. I could feel Angie licking at my balls and sucking Sam's pussy lips, from below. Sam returned the favor to Angie, as I pumped my cock in and out of her cunt. In this new position I could see through the deck window again.

Barb lay on a long couch with Tom fucking her mouth at one end, and Scott eating her pussy out, at the other. She seemed right at home deep throating Tom's cock. Scott had her pussy totally saturated. He raised her legs up high and spread them wide. His huge cock slowly parted her pussy lips, and she stopped sucking Tom's dick. She looked down, as Scott slowly rammed her cunt to the hilt with is manhood. Her head fell backward and I could see she was screaming. I wondered for a second if she was OK. She brought her head back and reinserted Tom's cock in her mouth and started sucking him faster. The sight of Scott's big cock gorging her in and out, coupled with my cock pumping away at Sam's cunt was too much. I exploded into Sam's cunt. 

She screamed, "Oh God, Oh God!" 

Angie had her hand wrapped around the base of my cock and quickly whipped it out of Sam's pussy and stuck in her mouth. This was one dumb blonde that loved to suck cock. She sucked my cum covered dick even deeper. Sam, seeing Angie's action, went down on her pussy with both hands and her tongue. She shoved her entire hand up Angie's cunt, while she licked and sucked her clit. I reached around Sam's slender legs and could feel Angie's big tits. I pulled at her nipples, as Sam fucked her harder. I looked down and saw my spent cum oozing out of Sam's pussy, onto my cock, and into Angie's mouth. Angie sucked me hard and harder, until I felt another load shoot down her throat. She yanked my cock out and screamed, her pussy grinding against Sam's fist fucking. 

"I'm fucking cuming, God Dammit, I'm cuming!" 

Sam didn't stop fisting her, and Angie kept climaxing. It would have been incredible to watch, if I hadn't been looking through the window.

Both guys were about to climax with my wife. Tom pulled his cock out of her mouth, and pumped his cock again and again, until he shot a stream of cum all over her face. Scott whipped his sizeable organ out of Barb's pussy, just in time to spew his load all over her big tits. This guy must have been saving up cum or something. His cock wouldn't stop cuming. It was like a faucet. His white jizz covered her tits and he started painting her face with it. Barb closed her eyes and let it engulf her. She finger fucked herself and licked at puddles of cum around her lips. She was a total, cum-dripping mess.

Samantha and Angie finished up eating each other out, as I got dressed. The two girls went around to the other side of the deck. That door was open and I followed them into the front room. Barb still lay in her pool of cum, with a dazed look. Sam brought in a towel off of the kitchen counter and started to mop up Barb. 

Angie helped her up. "Let's get you cleaned up, girl." 

The two guys slumped in easy chairs. "Man you've got quite a fucking lady there," said Scott, acting out of breath (heaven knows, he was out of everything else.) 

"That's one hell of an initiation guys!" I exclaimed. 

"Hope you're not too upset?" Asked Tom. 

"No, I continued, but you might give a guy some warning." 

"Hell, Donny. If we gave you guys a warning, it would have ruined the surprise of it all -and the tradition." They laughed.

The three of us guys turned on the tube and were watching a rerun of some old football classic. The girls returned to the front room, all dressed in long nightshirts. 

"Time for us ladies to get our beauty sleep." Announced Angie, as she swung her 40DD's from side to side. 

I looked at Barb, and she seemed content. "Us girls will be sleeping upstairs, OK?" Barb whispered, and gave me a kiss on my cheek. 

The girls said their goodnights and the three of them headed upstairs. I think it was about halftime, when I passed out in the front room.

...continued with Wild Nights Ch. 2

Wild Night Ch. 2



Chapter 2: Secret Friends

Where was all of that bright sunlight coming from? I thought, shielding my closed eyes. I slowly turned and stretched on the long couch. What the Hell! Then I remembered. I was at the lake house. I rolled off the couch and up to my feet. Wow, that's too fucking bright, and stumbled into the kitchen. 

"Ah, fresh coffee. All is not lost." I said, looking out the kitchen window. 

The large lake below shimmered as the sunlight bounced off its tiny waves. Must be nice to wake up to this everyday, I thought, enviously. After throwing some water on my face, I could see Tom and Scott with fishing poles heading for the lake. Do I have the energy to join them? I asked myself. "Give me a break!" I poured another cup and lit up a smoke, taking in the sights and sounds of the lake.

Time to clean up my act. Where's the shower in this joint? The girls were upstairs somewhere. There's got to be one up there, I surmised. I climbed the stairs and walked down a long hall to the bathroom. The bathroom was immense and had a triple-sized shower. Man, this would make a great dormitory! I thought, and found the soap and towels. I took a relaxing, fifteen-minute shower and thought back to last night's escapades. I toweled off and noticed a door at the other end of the bathroom. That must be an adjoining bedroom. Refreshed, I decided to investigate.

It was a bedroom, and surprise, surprise! There on the king size bed were the three little bears fast asleep -or should I say little beavers. A large, white satin sheet barely covered all of them. I could see they had discarded their nightshirts, and were all in the raw. Even without makeup, these sleeping beauties were quite attractive. Barb lying in the middle, between Angie and Samantha, was the first to stir. She rubbed her eyes and noticed me, at the foot of the bed. She motioned me to join her and moved to make room for me. I dropped my towel and quietly crawled in between her and Angie.

"Aren't these the nicest people, Donny?" She whispered and smiled. 

I agreed and added how accommodating they were. "Did you get major league fucked last night?" She asked. 

I nodded. "Yeah, me too," she went on, "God, I must have really been drunk!" 

We decided it was fun to try something different, and to take it for what it was worth, and nothing more. The more we whispered; I could see Angie was stirring. We pulled the satin sheet off of her to get her reaction. She mumbled something in her sleep and reached for the sheet. I kept it teasingly out of her reach. She reached over for it again and felt my hairy leg. She turned over and about knocked me over with her huge melons. 

"Hi, Donny. How are you this morning?" She asked, closing her eyes again. She nodded off, leaving her hand on my thigh.

"So, did it get too warm for you girls last night?" I asked Barb, noticing they were missing their nightshirts. 

Barb put her hand behind my head, and drew me close to her face. She looked me dead in the eyes. "These girls were really nice to me last night," she whispered. 

I smiled and nodded for her to tell me more. She went on to describe how they took her into the shower and bathed her. She went into such detail, describing every nuance of what happened. I started to get a boner, imagining the lesbian orgy. As my cock got harder, Angie felt it stirring and started stroking it, under the sheet. I was leaning toward Barb and facing her, while Angie pressed up against my back with her massive tits. She was definitely awake, but Barb couldn't see her. Gazing into Barb's eyes, and hearing her describe last night's lust was exciting. It was even more erotic to have another woman jacking me off at the same time.

What I wasn't aware of, was that Samantha had quietly awoke and was doing the same to Barb under the sheet, from her side. The more Barb described the intensity of their lovemaking, the deeper Sam fingered her. Her words started to get choppy and her eyes rolled back in her head a few times. I figured that her memories of last night was rekindling an orgasm. She started shaking at her climax. 

"Donny, kiss me. Kiss me now!" I muffled her words with my mouth on hers. Angie had inched down my back and turned me on my back. She sucked me in and buried my cock deep in her throat. She locked it there and used her throat muscles to make me cum.

I was still in a deep kiss with Barb, and I could see she was cuming. In the throws of her passion, she broke our kiss and threw down the sheet, exposing our secret friends. Barb looked down, breathing heavily and saw Angie with a mouthful of my cock. I looked down and saw Sam's head buried in Barb's pussy. We each laughed quickly, then exploded. 

"Oh God, that's it!" I yelled pouring a steamy load of cum into Angie's throat. 

She gagged, but didn't stop sucking. Barb grabbed Sam's head and held tight, while she writhed in delight. "Fuck -Fuck, Oh God, don't stop!" 

I reached down to Angie's head with one hand and stroked her blonde hair. With the other hand, I grabbed Barb's tit and squeezed it. We kissed and held each other. The girls came up to join our embrace. 

"Good morning everybody!" Said Sam, picking one of Barb's pubic hairs out of her mouth. I smiled at her.

"Barb, look, I think Angie has something for us," said Sam, seeing that Angie had a mouthful. 

Angie leaned over me and started to give Barb a kiss. As Barb opened her mouth, Angie let my cum roll into her mouth. There was so much that it seeped out the sides and Sam quickly helped lick it up from both of their lips. 

"Ummm, Donny, you taste good," said Sam. 

"There's nothing like a hard cock in your throat in the morning," said Angie, in her debutante voice. 

We laughed, got up and had a world-class shower together. Looking out from the deck, we could see Tom's boat heading toward shore.

...continued with Wild Night 3



Wild Night Ch. 3



Tom and Scott arrived back at the lake house around 9:00 am, empty-handed. "Not biting today?" I asked, seeing they had no stringer of fish. 

"No, but it sure is a beautiful day! What have you been up to?" Asked Tom. 

"Just had a great shower. I think the girls are up," I said, not wanting to draw any suspicion. 

We sat out on the deck, had a hot cup, and enjoyed the morning breeze. The ladies straggled down from upstairs, one at a time. They were all dressed in bikinis, and stated they were headed for the beach. They asked if we would join them. Scott said we'd meet them later that afternoon for drinks. I assumed that he must have plans for us guys.

The three bathing beauties hopped in Sam's convertible. The car drove off in a cloud of dust, as they sped down the dirt road. The three guys flopped in easy chairs in the front room. 

"Got any great ideas?" Asked Tom, yawning. 

"Hell no, just need some rest, after last night," said Scott. 

"Man, your wife really gives good head," said Scott referring to Barb. 

"My wife? Your Angie could make a Hoover blush!" I laughed. 

The conversation went on like that for another half-hour, with each of us complimenting the sexual expertise of each other's spouses. After a long silence, Tom said he was going to get some sleep. He and Scott had been up since 6:00am to go fishing, and they were done in. They both went upstairs, and were snoring in less than five minutes.

I wasn't tired, having slept in. I watched some TV and nosed around the front room, checking out nick-knacks, and pictures. I notice a small door on the side of the fireplace mantel was ajar and went to close it. Something was blocking it. I opened it and out fell a VCR tape, and then two more. They seemed blank, with no writing or marks. I stuck the first one in the VCR and hit play. There on the tape was Barb's exploits from the night before. They had setup a hidden camera somewhere, and it showed the two guys fucking my wife. I couldn't believe it. I put the next tape in and it was all three girls having their lesbian orgy in the shower, later that night -just like Barb had described. I looked around for hidden cameras. Since they were not easy to recognize, I opted to play the third tape. This one showed Tom and Scott and some other girl, performing virtually the same sex that Barb did with both of them.

At first, I was shocked to think our privacy was violated in such a manner; that they had pulled this routine before on some unsuspecting girl. I wondered how many times had they pulled this shit, and could it be a blackmailing scam? Watching more of the tape, I became aroused. The girl in the film was a certainly a knockout. The long-haired brunette was probably in her late 20's, medium build with a great rack -36D's for sure. I couldn't make out her identity, due to the set focus and distance of the camera. On the tape, Tom and Scott fucked her every which way. I could tell the video camera shots came from only one source. After figuring out the angle, and prodding around in the drop ceiling, I found the camera.

My mind raced with different schemes to get back at them. I continued watching them have their way with the brunette, and I noticed something strange. The camera's distance seemed closer. The longer I watched, the closer the camera came in. It was a slow, digital zoom. They made sure to position their victim on the couch, so they wouldn't have to change the camera angle -just zoom in and out. As I watched further, I could clearly see the brunette's facial features. She looked familiar, but I still couldn't place her face. The so called 'money shot' was next. The girl stopped sucking Tom, and he started cuming all over her face.

Tom grabbed her head to make her suck some more and the brunette turned into a blonde. It was a wig! He accidentally had pulled off her wig and everything became painfully clear. 

"Oh my God, its Terry!" I said, with my jaw on the floor. 

I could see she was much younger, maybe 4 or 5 years ago, but it was definitely Terry -Barb's drinking buddy, and daughter of her best friend. Wait a minute, this didn't add up. Terry was supposed to be so inhibited and sexually repressed. That's why Barb had been on a mission to help her discover her own sexuality. Could it be that Terry was liberated all along, and it was Barb that that was to be the beneficiary of the sexual awakening?

The more I thought back to Barb's 'Revelations' and our 'Afternoon Surprise', the more the details jumped out at me. One common theme happened on each occasion. Every episode that Barb revealed featured her experiencing some new erotic act. It always appeared to be a new experience for Terry too, but how can I explain this? Here she was fucking two guys, years ago, probably the first time she met them. She most likely met them under similar circumstances as Barb and me. The reality of this whole situation set in. Terry might have been duped like us initially, but Terry was the one who truly fooled Barb. 

"My God, Barb will shit her pants!" I suddenly realized. 

I had to come to grips with this dilemma soon. The guys would soon be awake, and we would go to met the women. I decided to play it by ear and see how things played out.

The guys awoke about two hours later. We sat around the kitchen table and had a couple of beers. "

Well, should we dress and go see the girls?" Asked Scott.

"Sounds do-able to me," answered Tom. 

I nodded and we soon were dressed and out the door. We headed for a little bar near the beach. When we walked in, the three girls were each talking with different men in the bar. 

"Well, Hi Boys!" Sighed Angie. 

All three girls stopped their flirting and approached us, like we were sex gods. The men they were with might of thought that, after seeing the girls swoon around us. 

"Ok, we're here. You can start the party now," said Tom, with his nose in the air. 

After a couple of drinks, I pulled Barb to the side. I informed her that those guys had taken video of her last night. She was pissed! I mentioned there was another surprise, but didn't have time to explain. The six of us went to another bar. After more drinks, we decided to head back to the lake house. Barb complained of a stomach ache, and we made a clean exit. On the way home, I explained to her how those guys had set us up. I think she was more upset with herself, for letting us be taken in. 

"You just can't trust anyone! Just think what I let those sluts get away with! Well, we have to destroy those videos, Donny," she pleaded. 

I then told her the unbelievable -that they had done the same to Terry, years ago. Barb's face went white. I swore she would pass out. 

"You Ok, Barb?" I asked. 

"No, I'm not Ok. I can't believe that Terry could do that, and then play me for the fool," she cried. 

I tried to explain. Even though it was treacherous for Terry to trick her like that, there was no real harm done. Nobody was hurt. 

"No, just my trust in her has shattered, that's all!" Barb said. 

"There just might be a way out of all of this," I said, trying to be upbeat. 

I told Barb to call and invite Terry over for dinner, and not to let on that we knew anything.

Terry and Jim arrived about 7:00pm the next night for dinner. After some warm up cocktails, I told Terry and Barb our story. When I first mentioned the part about her, and being a brunette, she denied it was her. She probably did that for Jim's benefit. Barb got Terry alone in the bedroom and Terry admitted to all of it. She started crying and saying that she knew what she had done to Barb was a terrible decision. By then Barb realized what Terry had actually given her -a new sexual awareness. Even though it was done in an underhanded way, it was a good thing for all of us. She forgave Terry for deceiving her, but there was one favor she asked. 

"Anything Barb, anything, to make it up to you, and regain your trust!" Terry pleaded.

Barb told her that it was imperative that we get those video tapes from Tom and Scott. "We, Donny and I, don't know quite how to go about it. We thought maybe you would have an idea?" Barb asked. 

"Sure! I'll figure something out. -now, to explain all this to Jim," said Terry. "I think Jim loves you, Terry. He might have a hard time with it, at first. But, I think he'll come around," said Barb.

The girls cleaned up their faces and came out of the bedroom. "Jim, dear, we have to have a talk," said Terry, hesitantly. 

"No need to explain, honey. Donny told me everything. I'm not upset with you," said Jim.

Needless to say, Terry was very relieved to hear that. She thanked us for being such good friends, and vowed to get those video tapes back -somehow.

...continued with Wild Night 4



Wild Night Ch. 4



Leave it to Barb and Terry to hatch a beautiful plan to get our x-rated videos back. They decided the easiest way to achieve their goal was to expose the culprits, then destroy them. 

"Barb, you do realize, we might have to be rather treacherous ourselves?" Asked Terry. 

"I'll do whatever it takes. Don't worry about me." Barb stated. 

The first part of the plan was to get the two women, Samantha and Angie involved. The next Friday night Barb and Terry dressed to kill. Their outfits were skin-tight with plenty of skin showing. They headed to the infamous tavern. The place was crowded, as usual. They noticed the fearsome foursome at their usual table. Terry and Barb waited until Samantha and Angie went to the restroom to follow them. 

"Wow, what a surprise!" Exclaimed Samantha, at seeing Terry and Barb together. "Oh yeah. We've been friends forever," Barb went on to describe how horny they were, and how their men had left them for the evening. More girl talk, and Angie asked them to join their table. 

"Sure, sounds like fun!" Said Terry, giving Barb a wink and a nod.

Tom and Scott looked like they had seen a ghost, when they first saw Terry. "Don't we know you from somewhere?" Asked Tom. 

"Sure you do. This is Terry, remember?" Said Sam. "She and Barb are good pals, and they're both hot-to-trot tonight," she remarked. 

Whatever suspicions the guys had, at that point, soon dissipated, when all four girls got on the dance floor. Terry and Barb got the ball rolling, by kissing and feeling up each other, as they danced. They acted very seductive to Sam and Angie. Tall Terry came from behind Sam, who was about her height in heels. Terry slowly kissed Sam's neck, and then lowered Sam's red spandex dress over her shoulders. She kissed both of Sam's naked shoulders and tongue-teased her down her back to her ass crack. It was quite a sight to see these two statuesque beauties, blonde and brunette, getting it on. 

In the meantime, Barb was doing her best with Angie. She went straight to Angie's strength -her huge tits. Barb had her own top unbuttoned to the waist and, without a bra was teasing Angie with her 34D's. Angie must have figured this was friendly competition, and opened her own blouse completely. Barb danced behind Angie and rubbed her tits against her back, and somehow unhooked Angie's bra. Barb came around to her front and tore Angie's blouse away and pressed her body to Angie's front. She teased Angie's lips with her tongue, reached on either side and peeled away her bra. Angie's huge tits fell out for all to see. Barb stripped away her own blouse and bra and the two busty girls danced tit-to-tit, kissing and licking the whole time.

A crowd of men started gathering around the dance floor to watch the sex show. Tom and Scott were right in the thick of it. The crowd of men increased. The hoots and jeers got louder and the crowd moved increasingly closer to the girls. All four girls had stripped off nearly everything, by now. The women in the tavern had resorted to standing on stools and tables, to get a better look over the crowd. Barb and Terry knew they had a captive audience and wanted to escalate the striptease. They took Sam and Angie to the floor and started having sex with them. Both had each partner's legs spread and had their heads in their pussies, sucking and biting at their clits. The crowd of drooling men was within touching distance now, and several of them had their cocks out playing with them.

Suddenly, Barb whispered something to Angie, and Terry did the same to Sam. All four girls got to their feet, grabbed their clothes and dashed to the restroom.

"What do you think, girls?" Said Terry to Sam and Angie. "Think we got those fuckers hot enough?" Both of them nodded and smiled. 

"Let's go out to the lake house and do some heavy fucking. What do ya say?" Asked Barb, looking again at Sam and Angie. 

"Do you want Tom and Scott to come?" Asked Angie, sheepishly. 

"Sure, Baby. We gotta have somebody to hold the camera," said Terry, laughing. "You mean you ladies are into doing videos too?" Asked Sam. 

"Sure, we're a couple of real video sluts -done hundreds of them." 

Angie and Sam went on to describe how Tom and Scott videotape all their sex acts. The crowd of men was now huddled right outside the ladies restroom, hoping for an encore. The four girls made off to break up and meet at the lake house. 

"Do you think its working, Terry?" Asked Barb. 

"Shit yes! If those sluts won't fuck us, you know the men will!" 

The foursome left the bar right away. Barb and Terry made their escape, soon after.

They all arrived at the lake house at the same time. Barb and Terry faked that they gotten really drunk on the way out there, and that the others should catch up. The more the foursome drank, the hornier the men got. 

"So Angie says you guys like to do videos. So do we," said Terry. 

She went on to ask them what kind of equipment they had. Tom and Scott were loosened up enough by now, and admitted to filming some of their exploits. 

"Hey, let's see what cha got," said Barb, undoing her blouse.

Tom nodded to Scott, and he went off to another room. He came back with a full size, professional, digital video camera, with virtually all the extras, mounted on a pro tripod. 

"Now that's more like it!" Yelled Terry. 

"What about lights, tapes, etc...?" She asked. 

Scott got up and opened a hidden door near the fireplace mantel. He brought out studio lights on stands, and a box of new videotapes. 

"Is that enough?" Asked Tom. 

Terry and Barb started at the other girls again. They slinked up to Angie and Samantha and started stripping and seducing them. The men snapped into action and instantly went to work, setting up lights and camera -even adjusting the white balance. Barb and Terry couldn't help but be amazed at their efficiency. All four women were naked and rounded themselves into a circle suck-n-fuck on the couch. Tits and tongues a'flyin'. 

Tom and Scott were drunk and had stripped. They were taking turns adjusting the camera and lights, and drooling like two kids in a candy store. Finally, their cocks were getting the best of them. Scott decided to join in the orgy. Sam and Angie took turns sucking his cock. Tom left his place behind the camera and Samantha went down on him. Barb and Terry were faking a love scene on the other end of the couch. 

"Wow, I've got to get a close-up of that!" Exclaimed Terry, as she took control of the camera. 

She started giving directions to the two guys, as Barb slipped behind her and in through the hidden door. She found six, 5 ft. high racks stacked with VHS tapes, boxes of dildos, handcuffs and assorted sex toys. Terry continued to direct her pretend-porno movie. "Suck him there. Fuck her there." 

Suddenly the doorbell rang, followed by a heavy knock on the door. "Police, Open Up!"

The two fucking couples froze, with Angie's mouth wrapped around Tom's cock, and Scott's cock halfway in Sam's cunt. Barb and Terry looked at each other. 

"Oh my God! Tom, you'd better get that," whispered Terry, nervously. 

"Everybody just be cool," said Tom, grabbing his pants, heading for the door. 

He didn't make it there in time. Crash! The door burst from its lock and flew open. There was Jake, Terry's stepdad, the detective and Jim in a rented police officer's uniform. Jake, in his long trench coat, looked like a really bad Columbo. He flashed a badge and announced he was with the vice squad.

Pointing at Terry and Barb, "We've been after these two for quite some time. They're wanted for prostitution and extortion in three states." 

Jake had Barb and Terry get dressed, and then locked them in handcuffs. The foursome was in complete shock, hurriedly trying to cover their nudity. 

"We'll need this video tape for evidence," said Jake, taking the tape out of the camera. 

"Is there any other evidence, officer?" Asked Jake looking at Jim. 

Terry motioned to Jim with her eyes to the hidden door. 

"Lieutenant! Look at this," said Jim, seeing the racks of tape. 

"We'll need those too, officer," commanded Jake. 

Tom started to object. "Listen son, that's criminal evidence. You don't want to withhold evidence, now do you?" Said Jake. 

Tom shook his head. Jim emptied out several boxes of sex toys, filled the boxes with tapes and carried them out. He had to make three trips to get them all.

Jake took Terry's arm. "Ok, you two, let's go. Sorry to interrupt your party sir. Have a nice day." 

Barb and Terry headed out the door, with their heads hanging. Jim brought up the rear and doffed his hat to Sam and Angie. "Good evening ladies," he smiled. 

They smiled back. Jake, Jim and the extortionists headed down the road, as the stunned foursome scratched their heads. Looking at the videotapes piled up to the ceiling in the backseat of Jake's car, Terry smiled at Barb. "Looks like we've got our work cut out for us!" 

Barb took a deep sigh. "Thanks, Jake. You did a great job!" 

"No problem, he answered. Just don't ever let Janet know about this!" 

Terry tweaked Jim's ear in the front seat. "You know, Jimmy, you sure look sexy as a cop! Now, can you take off our handcuffs?" She begged.

"I think you look pretty sexy in those. Think I'll wait 'til later," remarked Jim, with a smile. 

Everyone laughed, except for Terry.

End