5 comments/ 36231 views/ 3 favorites Payback With Interest By: Houstonrn “FUCK YOU BITCH!” the angry young man screamed. “If you had done exactly that Jamie we wouldn’t be where we are now.” Megan retorted in a loud, harsh voice, and passed through the door closing it behind her forever. Jamie was angry, but deep in his mind he knew Megan was right. He had given too little of himself to her, and she had sought solace somewhere else. Seeking solace is not quite correct; she had fucked the entire marketing staff, his boss, his best friend, and half the neighbors in the apartment complex where they lived. What was more she made no distinction between male and female. The final insult to all this was each of those people knew what she was doing and said nothing to him; they helped her hold him up to open ridicule. Alone with his thoughts Jamie wondered how could this happen? Why would she act in such a vindictive manner? Yes, he had ignored her to pursue his job, but that was to make a better life for them, and he never once cheated on her. Not one single time had he considered sleeping with another woman. Why did he deserve such treatment? Cheating on him was one thing, but why make him a laughing stock among his peers and friends? All these thoughts ran endlessly through his mind as he failed to comprehend the fact that Megan alone held the answer, and its origin had nothing to do with him. Megan’s Point of View I met Jamie just before we graduated from college at a time in my life when I needed to make some major changes. It just so happened that my relationship with him blossomed as I strived to remake myself into someone radically different from my past. With Jamie I was not Miss Pure, but I certainly was not someone a man would hesitate to take home to meet his parents. We met, we socialized, and we fucked, all the normal things that young people do. When I say fucked I mean that in a very conservative, monogamous manner. It wasn’t always missionary, but there was not much out of that conservative box and it was always just the two of us. That just the two of us crap was not me regardless of how hard I tried to convince myself I wanted it that way. I wanted to play the traditional role, but the truth is Jamie could not fulfill me; it was just a matter of time. As long as he was there I teetered in the balance, but as Jamie became more immersed in his job the timeline to failure increased in speed. A few months of Jamie’s disregard and I reverted to my more natural state as a fuck anybody or anything slut. In a strange paradox I was relieved to find my normal self, but at the same time I Jamie for my failure. It was irrational, but in my mind it was clearly his fault. His neglect caused this and he owed me; it was time to extract some payback. A “fuck anybody or anything slut” paints a certain mental image of me before I met Jamie, but let me make it perfectly clear. For me sex began when I first started to develop tits. The asshole sperm-donor who sired me could not resist the urge and began to pay me some improper attention. In other words when my nipples began to poke through my shirt he started to fuck me on a regular basis, and his fat slut of a wife, my mother, helped him. She would hold me down or sometimes aim his cock into my hole. For some unexplained reason she never touched me sexually. Other than that one small factor the woman was a total cow. With my parents it is easy to see my sluttish behavior was inherited. The first few times he fucked me I was scared, it hurt and I did not like it. However, the situation changed when dear old Dad astonishingly and inadvertently took some time to arouse me. Instead of just sticking his dick in me he actually rubbed my tits and fingered my clit. What a difference that made. My entire perspective on sex changed as I shivered with pleasure. At the time I did not know the difference between a mere thrill and an orgasm, but I now knew there was something more than just poking; something I intended to learn about. From that time until I graduated high school every boy who took me on a date received at least a hand job. Most got their cock sucked, and those I deemed worthy were allowed to get their rocks off in my pussy or ass depending on the time of the month. During those years I tried to experience everything I could, but my imagination was limited. I understood masturbation as well as pussy and butt fucking, but I was an innocent when it came to multiple partners, girl on girl, or fucking other species. Going to college was my first time away from home. It was the first time to not have my parents using me as their personal toy. It was also a time to be alone. Most of my friends attended an in-state university or went directly to work while I elected to move to another state as far away as possible. The school was huge, had an excellent academic standing as well as a reputation for partying, and absolutely no one knew me. I stayed five years to complete my BA and MBA. During that time I can count on my fingers the number of nights I slept alone, or at least did not have some form of sex other than jilling-off. In those years I obtained an education in all the areas of sex of which I was ignorant. One guy or ten guys, one girl or ten girls, one dog or ten dogs I did everything you can imagine and much more. I did it all and enjoyed it all, but as I entered my final semester I decided to change. Cold turkey I cut back to one partner a night. It was difficult, but I survived and was actually beginning to enjoy the slower pace. Near the end of that semester I met Jamie. He was handsome, smart, kind, and very sweet. He treated me like a queen even before I let him in my pants. The dear boy was never anything less than a gentleman; which of course is part of his problem. He professed to care about my needs, but he fell short in one area because no matter how long he lasted it was never enough to approach satisfying me. You may ask why I stayed with him and the true answer is I do not know. Maybe it was that he tried so hard. He loved me very much, and he was what I thought I needed. He kept me balanced on a wall of monogamy perched above a pit of debauchery. This balance changed when Jamie received a promotion to a new position that required very long hours, continual attention to detail, and a large amount of travel. Jamie became so immersed that I could have fucked an elephant in our bedroom and he would not have noticed. The longer he declined my invitations to fuck the more desperate I became to get fucked, and one day I reached my limit. The Apartment Complex Once again Jamie called at the last moment saying he had to fly to New York and would not return until Monday evening. One more fucking trip! His departure would ruin a very romantic dinner I making in hopes of enticing him into bed. I was furious, but I just said: “Yes Dear, have a safe trip.” Right then I made the decision to get fucked that weekend and maybe more than once. Sitting out by the pool I saw Ron and Bette Jenkins. They were a nice couple from the Midwest. She was very good looking, but he was a hunk. Knowing my skills with both sexes I took aim at that innocent couple; they were the ones who would fuck me this weekend. It was never a question of strategy and tactics as to who I would lure into the web first. Within seconds of targeting them I knew Bette was the key to having them join me in bed. “Hi guys. You look comfortable. Mind if I join you?” I said as I walked, actually strutted my stuff, along their side of the pool. Today I was not wearing my normal bikini. No, today I selected my bright red string bikini top; the one that barely covered the areolas of my tits. Accompanying this I wore a blue almost-nothing-there thong bottom. Except for the most important points there was nothing left to the imagination. Ron’s jaw dropped to the floor, while Bette could not decide quite why she was upset; jealousy at Ron’s reaction or her envy at not matching up with the equipment I had on display. With a hesitant start Bette answered: “Sure Megan pull up a lounger. I haven’t seen you wear that before. What’s the occasion?” I could have pussy footed around, but Bette was already stunned so I struck hard: “Jamie is out of town again, and I wanted you and Ron to have a good look at what I am offering you for the weekend. I don’t know if you have ever considered a threesome, but I think they’re fun and I would very much like to fuck both of you.” Now it was Bette’s mouth that fell open. She was in shock, but Ron, much like a big bass breaking the surface of the water took the bait, hook, line, and sinker quickly and vigorously nodding his head yes. He was no problem, but some work remained to catch Bette. That work began with me releasing my bikini strings revealing my tits. There they were hanging right in front of her eyes, and I could tell by her expression that intrigue outweighed affront. I cupped my bare tit in one hand as I bent down, grasped Bette’s hand, and placed it on my other tit. When I release her hand she did not withdraw; she had taken the bait, but was she hooked. “Bette, do you want to fuck me?” I whispered seductively in her ear, but loud enough for Ron to hear. “Do you want me to lick your pussy? Do you want to run your tongue along my cunt lips? You know you do so just say it. What about you Ron, does Bette want to fuck me?” Ron was so shocked all he could do was nod his head, but his approval was shown by the tent in his bathing suit which indicated the presence of a very big cock. “Yes.” Better answered in a husky whispered voice. “Yes, I want you to do those things and more. This is a dream come true. You can not know how many times I have dreamed of you fucking me. Megan, please fuck me, please fuck me now.” She now had the bait, hook, and line, but there was more. She had said nothing about her participation other that as a recipient. I wanted her to play both rolls. Bette’s one hand still grasped my naked tit so I placed her second hand on the other tit. At the same time I reached behind her neck to untie the knot holding up her bikini top and watched with admiration as her tits came into view. The nipples, each almost ½ inch in length were rock hard sitting on silver dollar size, deep pink areolas. She did not seem to notice her exposure until I grasped both her nipples and gave them each a very firm pinch. She jerked and started to speak, but before any sound came forth I covered her mouth with mine and used my tongue to search for her tonsils. Whatever resistance she was about to offer dissipated with that kiss. She was enthralled and ready to fuck. She now had it all; bait, hook, line, and sinker. To relocate to any space away from the pool risked breaking the spell so by the pool, open to public view I continued our passionate embrace stroking her breasts and pinching her nipples. Each time I pinched one a moan of pleasure escaped from her throat. She craved the female attention I was providing, and the more I gave the more I was sure she was mine; so sure that I brazenly reached to untie the strings of her bikini bottom. Bette never flinched or made any move to cover where the cloth had fallen from her skin. At last I broke the kiss and stepped back for just a moment to look at my prey. Mostly undressed she was a sexy bitch. She had tits of nice size, shape, color, and sensitivity, and her pussy hair was shaven so that a narrow strip on her pubic mound was all that remained. In this new light Bette was extremely appealing, and I was not going to let her slip away. With no further hesitation I slipped my mouth down her chest and began kissing and licking her breasts. At the same time I spread her legs to better reveal the treasure that lay between them. In her present position only the very upper portion of her labia were exposed, but a little slouching would correct that problem. As I slurped on her tits I gradually forced her body to slide down on the recliner. Further and further she moved exposing more and more of her cunt lips, and when at last they were open to the world I leaped to put my mouth squarely on the area around her clit. “Ohhhhhhhhhh godddddddd Meeeggggaaaannnn!!!!!! That fffeeeeellllssss soooooooo goooooood.” Imagine if I had actually touched her. All this was just a response to my mouth kissing the outside of her vaginal lips. She was so ready for a female induced orgasm, and I gave it to her. With practiced dexterity my tongue parted her nether lips and assaulted her entire vaginal plane from clit to hole and back again. “OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MORE, OH GOD PLEASE DON’T STOP.” I raised my head and asked: “Stop what Bette? What don’t you want me to stop.? “DON’T STOP SUCKING MY PUSSY! DON’T EVER STOP SUCKING MY PUSSY! YOU ARE THE BEST CUNT EATER I HAVE EVER KNOWN!!!” Not bad for 30 seconds of basic licking if I do say so myself. For the next 30 minutes or so I kept her on that high plane of excitement, but my knees were getting tired and my pussy was tingling. Without loosing touch I swung my body around so my cloth encased pussy hovered above Bette’s face. I then raised my head enough to talk to Ron: “Lower the chair back, untie my strings, and then fuck me while your wife eats my pussy.” Bette heard this and yelled: “DO IT RON. FUCK HER WHILE SHE EATS MY PUSSY!!!!” Ron did almost as directed. He eased the back of the lounger into a flat position then untied all my remaining bikini stings. However, instead of fucking me immediately he proceeded to do a little playing and kissing of his own. The man knew how to use his fingers and tongue, and in very little time he had me flying on Orgasmic Airlines. He was good to my pussy, but what really got me wound up was when he, without warning, wedged two fingers up my butt. That got my attention as I tensed in response, but I quickly relaxed to allow our pleasures to continue. “RON, do what I told you to do. Bette needs to eat my pussy while it’s getting fucked, and I need some cock.” He allowed my dripping pussy to glide onto Bette’s face, and as if she had licked pussy all her life she began to lick along my cunt lips. Ron checked out the positioning then placed his cock head at my opening and slid it all the way in so his ball bag rested on Bette’s nose. He backed out and began to ram his unbridled member in and out along my vaginal canal while his wife adroitly licked my clit and up toward my hole; she was able to slither her tongue along Ron’s cock as it entered and exited my pussy. My pleasure was great almost to the point of distraction, but I controlled myself and managed to maintain oral contact with Bette’s cuntal pleasure points. All was progressing well when things got even better. Someone grabbed my hair and pulled my face from Bette’s cunt: “You want to suck something well how about this?” Suddenly a very long, thick, lucious cock slid past my lips and down my throat. Fortunately, years of experience sucking cocks allowed me to accept this surprise intrusion. The man seemed huge, but ever bit of him found a found a place to play in my mouth and throat. He grabbed my ears and began a steady pumping motion that I enhanced by applying expert suction. Under this pressure the man did not last long until his cock erupted shooting his seed down my throat. Not a drop escaped my lips, and as he softened he withdrew. Only after his departure did I realize my place at Bette’s cuntal feeding trough was occupied. Another face was glued to her crotch and based on Bette’s moans seemed to be doing a good job. Without that diversion I was able to concentrate on Ron’s efforts in my cunt. He was pounding hard and I could sense he was very close. “Ron, shoot your wad on my pussy lips and let it drip onto Bette’s face.” This suggestion painted a mental picture that sent Ron over the edge and with a huge groan he ejaculated his cum on to my wet pussy lips where it slowly dripped toward Bette’s open mouth. She rose to the challenge as she slurped her husband’s cum from my cunt. As Ron’s sperm dripped from my cunt lips into Bette’s mouth the person whose face was buried in the woman’s crotch shifted position to reveal a substantial cock that he aligned to the entrance of her cunt. Following a momentary pause he rammed his cock inward. He did it hard and fast pumping her for all he was worth. Bette let out a banshee type moan different than she had moaned previously; it was a pleasure moan, but this was induced by a cock rather than a tongue. She moaned with each in and each out movement of the cock until one continuous sound was coming from her throat. At last the man shot his juices deep into her cunt, and the sensation of his hot seed hitting the entrance to her womb sent Bette into another plane of pleasure and she screamed: “FFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK MMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! OH, GOD FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK MMMEEEE FOREVER!!!!!!!!” The mystery man withdrew his cock and turned to another man who sat beside him and said: “Lick my cock. Get my cum and hers off my dick now. Do it Bitch.” The unnamed man did as he was directed sucking the cock deep into his throat then using his tongue to clean the edges. I watched this for just a moment until I experienced a new, clearly feminine, set of hands spreading my butt cheeks. She spread then caressed each of my cheeks before her tongue began to slide down my butt crack to my vaginal opening and beyond to my clit. Sloppily she spread her saliva over the entire area soaking it fully. She followed this by laving the same area this time using her tongue to clean. All this caused many pleasurable feelings, but I needed a cum. “Bring me off, or let someone else have a turn!” Her tongue had never left my ass cheeks, but now it delved immediately toward my pussy opening and forcibly entered to swap spit with Bette’s tongue. Suddenly, my new partner tensed, and I knew she was having an orgasm of her own; an orgasm for which I claimed no responsibility. She shook and shook then gave way to a new set of hands. These were large and rough almost certainly connected to a dick. I was grabbed and spread, then in an almost continuous motion his cock penetrated my pussy to obtain some lubrication, withdrew, retargeted, and pressed rapidly past my anal sphincter into the depths of my bowels. It seemed as if a red-hot poker was searing my anal opening. Without so much as a please the man just assumed my ass was available for fucking. He was correct, but he could have asked. A long time had passed since last I had any kind of cock there, and to now do it without stretching was cruel; I loved it. “MORE YOU BASTARD! FUCK MY ASS HARD AND MAKE ME CUM. I WANT TO FEEL YOUR CUM IN MY ASS!” He did as I asked and shoved his cock back and forth past my anal opening until we both attained an orgasm. I moaned and he groaned and when his cock began to soften he slipped away allowing his seed to drip from my asshole and continue onward to Bette’s waiting lips. We were all tired, and when it became quite I closed my eyes for no more than a second, but as I looked around no one else was present except Ron, Bette, and me. Everyone else had departed, and I was left to wonder who or how many everyone else was. Later it emerged that two straight couples and the two gay guys in 205 had participated in our little poolside fuck fest; the first of many good times with the apartment dwellers. The group changed composition as folks moved in and out of the apartments, but those changes never altered the excellent quality and quantity of sex, or the fact that Jamie knew nothing of those events; it continued as my secret. Dave, Ellen, and Sonja The next target on my “Path To Get Even” list was Jamie’s co-workers. I could have gone one person at a time, but a faster route passed through Dave Lakes’ office. Dave was the company’s VP for National Marketing and as such controlled much of Jamie’s daily activities and in particular his out of town trips. Payback With Interest On Monday Jamie departed for a five-day swing to the East Coast. That evening he called from Boston letting me know he was okay and confirming his return late Friday night. Unbeknownst to him he assured me of sufficient time to launch my plan. I arrived at Dave’s office around ten on Tuesday morning wearing, to everyone’s eye, a lightweight knee-length coat, hose, and a pair of 5-inch stiletto heels. “Hi Sonja, is Dave in this morning?” Sonja was Dave’s secretary. “Morning Megan, he’s on a call but I will let him know you’re here.” In just a few minutes she announced: “Go on in, Dave can see you now.” Dave and I exchanged the normal greetings as I unbuttoned my coat to sit down. Underneath I wore an opaque red blouse that almost revealed the outline of my bare breasts and through which my erect nipples poked. My skirt was black and managed to just reach beyond the curve of my butt. With this ensemble I also wore a black garter belt attached to smoky black hose. I followed Dave’s eyes as I eased into the chair momentarily spreading my legs to reveal the absence of panties. We exchanged banalities then in a direct no-nonsense manner I began: “Dave, would you like to fuck me? Of course you want to. I’ve watched you a thousand times wanting me. If you would like to fuck me on a regular basis I have a proposition for you. “There is a price and there are some rules, but if you do as I ask you can have any hole you want on a regular basis.” Dave was clearly in shock as he asked the price. “There are three parts. One, Jamie can never know until I am ready to tell him. Two, you have to arrange some time where I and the other department staff can spend some quality time together; you know, fucking and sucking. Number three actually comes first and for you is the key. Number three is you must give me, right here on this desk Sonja and Ellen, and it has to be at the same time.” This set Dave back a step. Sonja was his secretary who I figured was not a problem as he was probably fucking her anyway. Ellen, his wife, was a much different situation. “I can’t do that! Ellen will never agree.” I uncrossed my legs so Dave had a clear view of the little tuft of hair on my pubic mound and the naked lips below. Using the index finger on my left hand I casually reached toward and caressed my pussy: “If you ever want to get your cock or any other part of your body near these lips it begins with number three. Think about it and let me know.” I rose to depart. “Wait. I don’t have to think about it. I just don’t know how to do it.” “Well let me know when you solve your problem.” Sonja walked around her desk to me as I departed Dave’s office. She leaned close to whisper in my ear: “Megan, Dave will never get Ellen to do that, but I can. She doesn’t want him to know she’s into girls.” From there our conversation expanded to over lunch, and that evening to a meeting with Ellen. Let’s just say everyone went home sexually sated, and with a plan in place to make life a little difficult for Dave in the short term; Ellen wanted a little fun and payback before she gave in to Dave’s request. Part of the fun was Dave’s blissful unawareness of her relationship with Sonja; a relationship that was almost as old as Dave and Sonja. “Dave, it’s been three weeks. Are you going to do this or not? I want you to fuck me as a player, but there are other ways for me to achieve my goals.” Dave could say nothing because he had gotten nowhere with Ellen. She would not begin to entertain the idea of another woman. “Tell you what. I’ll change the rules, but there’s a price. Here’s the deal. I will arrange to take Ellen and Sonja on your desk in front you. The price is a test of your ability to control yourself; you can not touch any of us while it is happening. Are you game?” This was tough on Dave. He wanted desperately to fuck me, and just as desperately to watch his wife taken by another woman. It was a tough gamble, but Dave followed his prick agreeing to what I asked. The next afternoon Ellen and I arrived together at Dave’s office and after receiving an okay from Sonja we all passed through the door unannounced. Dave was quick to react, but not as quickly as Ellen. “Sit down and shut up shit-for-brains! Where do you get off wagering my body for anything? Who do you think you are? I knew you were banging Sonja. That was okay because it’s part of the boss-secretary relationship, but that’s different than manipulating me to get into some other pussy. “ Dave was in awe completely taken aback by her attack. What could he say? The woman had him dead to rights. “You started this, but now I’m in control!” Ellen directed Dave, who remained in a state of shock to stand up, strip off his clothes, and lay across the desk with his arms and legs outstretched where Sonja and I handcuffed him securely to the desk legs. “Dave, I’m gonna give you your wish and face fuck both of these women, but you have to pay MY price of admission.” As Ellen spoke we all undressed and I handed Ellen a 12”-long by 2½-wide strap-on dildoe. As she stepped into it and adjusted the straps she said: “I know what you’re thinking Dave, but this is not going to fuck the girls, at least not yet. It’s going to slide into another hole. You ready to fuck?” Dave’s eyes went wide and he started to protest when I shoved a large wad of cloth in his mouth and applied a piece of duct tape. Ellen stepped behind Dave, applied a large dollop of KY to his asshole, and began sliding her fingers, one or two at a time in and around his asshole. “Would you like a piece practical advice about ass fucking? As I push in you should push out just like when you’re constipated and are trying to take a dump. Ready or not here I come.” She pushed forward applying steady and unrelenting pressure until the large bulbous head passed the anal ring. After that happened Ellen exhibited no more nicety as the long, thick, rubber cock marched into Dave’s rectum and beyond. His first reaction was to scream in pain, but slowly his ass stretched to accommodate the huge phallic object and as Ellen shifted her hips forward and backward allowing the cock to rub against his prostate Dave developed a magnificent hard-on. His dick was hard and he felt the urge to cum, but before he reached his orgasm Ellen moaned her own release and withdrew the dildoe. “That was so good. How was it for you Dave? You get off; no, oh poor baby. Give it time; I’m sure one of the other girls will get you there later. However, not right now. At the moment we girls have something else to do.” While Ellen was fucking Dave’s ass Sonja and I moved the furniture to open a large space on the floor where Dave could see us plainly. Ellen withdrew her cock from Dave’s ass, stepped out of her harness, and shoved the now shit-stained cock back up his ass as far as it would go. She then joined Sonja and I in the cleared space on the carpet and we commenced to kiss and feel each other wherever we could reach. Each of us strove to bring the others as much delight as we were receiving and in a very short while we required more than simple touch. The time had come for us to suck some pussy. There was no plan, but somehow we each managed to gain a position where each face was covered by a pussy. I knew not who I licked or who licked me, but whoever it was quickly elevated me to a higher level of excitement. I felt my cum building while I strove to do the same for the owner of the pussy I was licking. As I crested on a wave of pleasure I jammed my tongue against her clit and experienced a self-satisfied joy as she began to vibrate through her cum. Over and over again we each achieved orgasm after orgasm. Switching partners momentarily delayed pleasure, but it was only momentarily then each would zoom off again in search of more and stronger orgasms. We could have continued for a much longer time, but Sonja fell out of our circle having achieved complete satisfaction saying she could stand no more. With the triangle broken Ellen and I soon followed to lay on the floor panting from our exertions. Dave was not panting. He was in a different kind of distress. His cock was beginning to ache an unpleasant ache due to the duration of his erection. From the moment Ellen had forced a finger up his ass until now he had remained erect. “What’s the matter Dave, do you need something? What are you willing to give for some relief? Are you willing to pose for some pictures of you getting ass-fucked? You might as well be willing because it’s gonna happen.” Ellen redressed in her strap-on and with minimal preparation rammed her huge cock past his anal opening deep into to his ass. He screamed in surprise, but nobody heard his voice through the gag that was still in place. As Ellen had taken her position in back of Dave, Sonja and I had positioned ourselves alongside to capture the moment with both still and moving pictures. Ellen drove in and out repeatedly with all the force she could muster until at last Dave shrieked and shock as he neared his ejaculation. I captured the look of rapture on his face then moved quickly to photograph his cum firing from the end of his cock on to the desk. I also captured on film Sonja collecting his cum in her hand, ripping off the tape, and force-feeding Dave’s own cum back into his mouth. It was noteworthy to see how vigorously he slurped that cum from her hand. After that we all rested for awhile then Ellen returned home, and Sonja returned to her desk. “Well Dave, while you actually did nothing to fulfill the contract the fact remains the largest part of my price was paid. Beginning tomorrow you can begin working on the lesser pieces. I want you to arrange for Jamie to take an extended international trip and while he is gone I want you to schedule a staff pool party at your house. I will do the rest” “Since you tried so hard, and I know you are going to do the things I ask I am giving you a present. You now have fucking privileges. You can fuck me in any hole you want as long as you arrange a time in advance, but if you value your balls you might want to check with Ellen before you arrange any appointments.” The Marketing Department Meeting The full-time staff of the Marketing Department includes seven regional representatives (5 male – 2 female), their secretaries (7 female), and ten other people (6 male – 4 female) representing various support groups. Added to this at the time of the party were five college interns (2 male – 3 female) doing summer work. A total of 29 of whom Dave invited 28. In addition he extended invitations to Sonja, Megan, and her friends Ron and Bette Jenkins. Ostensibly, the party had two purposes; a department strategy meeting and a relaxing pool party. Spouses, but no children, were invited to join the festivities around 6:30 for a barbeque. The strategy session was scheduled to being shortly after noon, but folks were encouraged to come early and work on their tans. Invitations to the meeting/party went out the day after Jamie departed for a one month trip to Tokyo, Singapore, Melbourne, Sydney, and Perth. My goal was to fuck each and every one of the afternoon guests, and maybe some of the evening participants. I knew 100% was an ambitious number, but it was my goal. It would not happen automatically. Thoughtful planning was necessary, and by Saturday I had a plan. One thing about Dave is he only hires good looking people. His department hinges a great deal on public appearance so everyone is at least a bit above average. So it was with the interns. They were all attractive people, and they were my first targets. The party was not very old when I, Bette, and Ron arrived. As we looked around the pool I spied the interns lying on their towels at the sunniest end. They were young and their swimming suits reflected their age. The guys were tall lanky swimmer types who wore Speedos while the girls were clearly children of the beach in their skimpy tops and brief thongs; none any skimpier that what I was wearing. I headed their direction, and in my most subtle manner said: “Hi guys, I’m Megan. Any or all of you fancy a fuck? Don’t look so shocked. You’re college kids so I’m assuming you like to fuck, and I’m wondering if you would like to fuck me; girls too.” “Are you serious?” said Jana a busty red-head. “Yes I’m serious. I want all of you, but I’ll take whoever is interested. Dave said we could use the den.” “Dave knows you want to have sex with us and he is okay with that?” said one of the guys incredulously. “Think about what you just said. Of course he knows. That’s why everyone is here today; to fuck. Obviously, nobody told you that fine point. If you don’t want to fuck you might as well go home because that is what a strategy session at Dave’s pool is all about….. Any of you want to play?” Megan, wearing the skimpiest thong she possessed turned to walk away swaying her ass like an inviting beacon. First one then the others followed her into the den. As the last one arrived Megan dropped her top exposing to their collective gaze the only unexposed portion of her breasts - the erect nipples. “I want to play with all of you in a group grope. Anybody object? If not, then why isn’t everybody naked, and who wants to feel my tits first?” The last one in the room, a stacked California blond moved the quickest grasping a tit in each hand. She squeezed the globes and tweaked the nips sending shivers along Megan’s spine. For Megan’s part she reached behind the girl to untie her strings sending the nipple covers she called a swimming suit to the floor. She then returned the girl’s favor by squeezing her tits and pinching the nipples. En-mass the others ripped off their suits and gathered around Megan to undress her, kiss her, and in every way possible arouse her body. Several hands caressed her body, and fingers from several hands penetrated her vaginal and rectal cavities. Megan’s, as well as the others passion level elevated rapidly. Finally, a leader took charge and laid Megan on her back across an oversized ottoman. She felt her legs spread and rise until her knees and tits softly collided. In his exposed position Megan was available for any sexual encounter. What she felt first was a tongue searching out her anal opening. It delved inward looking for a passage. Megan was not sure, but she thought it was a woman’s tongue. There was something about the manner of probing, but it was all academic as the tongue departed and something new probed for entry into her rectum; a cock was beckoned. That was at one end. At the other a totally hairless pussy descended onto Megan’s face. She had to lick or drown so she licked every nook, cranny, and nerve bud. It seemed as if the girl had a never ending supply of juice to lubricate her pussy and drip on Megan’s face. When Megan grabbed the girl’s clit with her teeth she was rewarded by an outburst of joy and shaking caused by a resultant orgasm. She also heard the girl yell with shock thinking she was hurt, but then realizing it was all pleasure. “GOD-FUCKING-DAMN! That was great! No one ever bit my clit before. My god, it’s still throbbing!” As the pussy shook on her face Megan sensed the cock at her asshole begin its inward push. With very little preparation, and depending solely on pussy juice for lubrication the cock moved steadily inward until no more cock was visible. The owner rested for just a moment then started a tortuously slow passage back out of the canal only to run inward again, and again, and again picking up speed and strength. Meanwhile, the pussy on Megan’s face was replaced by one just as juicy and just as hairless, but with an entirely different flavor. The pussy’s owner was not content to be passive letting Megan direct the show. She took positive control sliding her cunt back and forth as well as side to side fully covering Megan’s face with her pussy juice. Again Megan thought if she did not lick she would surely drown, but what a way to go; drowning in cunt drippings. A male voice signaled something interesting was happening at the other end: “God damn it Tom if you’re going to fuck my ass then get it in there.” Tom had positioned himself in back of Bret, and he was preparing to drive his very long dick up Bret’s Hershey highway. Without further delay Tom shoved his hips forward ramming his prick into Bret who growled as the tissues around his anal opening stretched and in some cases tore a little. Tom thrust his cock inward to its maximum depth and just as he began to withdraw he froze. He stopped because someone, obviously a woman, had sucked his balls into her mouth and run four fingers, two from each hand into his ass. It was scary yet thrilling at the same time, and until he learned more of the person’s intent Tom was prepared to hover motionless. The girl licked and wiggled her fingers sending pleasant feelings up Tom’s spine to which he responded with very slow and shallow movements in and out of Bret’s ass. The motion made the upper part of his ball bag to rub gently on the girl’s lips and at last she released his balls. Tom picked up speed with his hip movements driving his cock hard and deep into Bret’s bowels and at the same time adding force to Bret’s cock as it drove into Megan’s bowels. The fingers in Tom’s ass did not depart, but rather continued to probe and wiggle, and it did not take long under such stimulation until Tom was driven over the edge and shot his cum into Bret’s backside. As he withdrew a mouth engulfed his rapidly softening dick while another mouth sealed Bret’s asshole to suck out Tom’s offering. Time after time the positions and combinations of the six people changed. Each gave and received enjoyment from the group. No one was aware of anything beyond the borders of this multi-joined sexual congress. No one was aware as the curtains on the large bay window overlooking the pool and patio were opened exposing their actions to the remainder of the Marketing Department. No one was aware, and even if they were aware no one cared. The folks outside paid little heed at first to the open view into the den. However, the interest level changed as people walking to the diving board became aware of the scene inside. Interestingly, the ones showing the most interest were the secretaries and other female support staff. Why the strong interest is not clear, but surely the intense sex and maybe in particular the oft talked about, but seldom actually seen girl-on-girl action played a role. Most of the men were still at the other end of the pool, but Dave got their attention and waved them toward the open window. “This is not really a strategy meeting. This was all arranged by Jamie’s wife Megan. She said to tell you she is a carnal gift to the department, and she wants to fuck everyone, male and female, in anyway or any combination they want to fuck her. As to what you do with the rest of your time anything is okay with me as long as it is consensual. One more thing we have to finish with this business before the spouses arrive, unless you want to invite them to come early.” The group stood in shock at what they saw and heard. Imagine being told by the boss that his number one’s wife was there to fuck all comers, and that he approved of whatever they wanted to do. Reaction was slow and not universal as several voiced concerns, but nobody departed. Nobody said they were unwilling to play, and nobody condemned what was happening as they broke into twos and threes to discuss their options. After a few minutes of observation Dave, Ellen, Bette, Sonja, and Ron recognized the group needed a little push. The blatant removal of their suits followed by a splash and obvious group grope in the pool paved the way. In bits and pieces the small groups allowed their inhibitions to fade away and enjoyed the true intent of the party. Payback With Interest Before she left them on their own and headed to the pool area Megan tasted and fucked each of the interns. Back at the pool she saw her friends in the pool and the small groups talking. She had hoped for more by this time, but at least she had something to work with. A group across the way was perfect with three women and two men. It was this group that became her next target for conquest. “Hi everyone, any of you want to fuck me? Is that too strong? Would any of you care to have sex with me?” Megan had their attention, and to keep it she reached out to grab a cock through its cloth covering and the breast of a busty blond girl. “You’re ready, but how are you doing?” The girl initially jumped at Megan’s touch, but is also acted as a trigger. Her last inhibition barrier crashed and she covered Megan’s hand with hers. Not only did she cover the hand but used it to massage the large tit it encompassed. She massaged so hard the cloth covering shifted askew revealing the pink nipple to the other group members. Her exposed breast granted permission for the others to begin taking liberties not previously allowed. Hands caressed every part of her body removing the remnants of her bathing suit, and when she was undressed the hands worked on other group members. Megan released the cock in her hand to concentrate on the woman. She knelt and pressed her lips between the girl’s legs up against her bikini-covered pussy lips, and the girl shook from the thrill of what was happening. No only the physical contact, but also the idea of public multiple-partner sex. She knew before this party was over many of the men in the department would taste a slice of her pie. Megan untied the strings holding the suit together. As the cloth fell she placed her lips on the almost hairless ones before her face, and as she forced her tongue inward the girl almost swooned with excitement. Throwing caution to the wind the girl glided to the grass and threw her legs wide allowing Megan full access to her pussy and her asshole further below. Megan’s mouth never released its grip on the girl’s nether lips and the tasty tidbits they covered as the girl move downward. Once in position Megan sucked and probed to find the points that gave the most enjoyment, and before long she was rewarded by a shriek as the girl experienced a mind numbing orgasm for which Megan was mostly, but not totally responsible. Others had contributed as they played with the various body parts on offer. It was all well and good for the girl, but she was only one of many Megan intended to sample in a very short time. She looked at the naked group and began to direct the scene. One man she directed to lay on his back: “You lay here. I am going to ride you with my pussy. You, when I get going I want you in my ass. Don’t worry about going in easy; it will. Girls, one on each side where I can reach your pussies” and to a different girl she had not yet tasted, “I want you where I can taste that dripping cunt of yours. ……. What are you waiting for, move!” Acting as one the group exploded into action. The first man laid down on the grass. Megan grabbed is rigid prong, aimed it at her cunt entrance and plopped downward impaling herself. One girl on each side of Megan moved very close and spread their legs allowing her full access to their clits and all their lower holes. The third girl, on her hands and knees, pivoted so her ass faced Megan before she backed up to straddle the face of the man on the bottom exposing both her pussy opening and asshole to Megan’s onslaught. As this was happening the second man bided his time watching in fascination the circus unfolding before his eyes. When everyone else was in place and beginning to feel the pleasures of physical contact he reached out to caress the other man’s balls. It thrilled him knowing the power he held at the moment. He then glided his hand upward and entered Megan’s dripping cunt. She was very wet, and not all of it was female juice. He bent to sniff then buried his face between her lips sucking all the fluids from her cunt hole. These actions were stalling activities to allow the others time to enjoy their role in the play. But, he had his own role to play and that was to forcibly ass fuck the wife of his work partner and best friend. Jason had known Jamie all his life. They went to school together and even served as best man for the other’s wedding. In the time that Megan had been on the scene he never once acted in any way to express his hidden desire to fuck the shit out of her, but now here she was asking him to do exactly that; fuck the shit out of her. He was standing in back of a woman he craved and he had explicit direction, given by her, to fuck her ass hard and without mercy. He would do exactly that. Almost without warning Jason plunged his cock past the anal sphincter and deep into Megan’s rectum. He moved fast and hard without any sympathy to his guessed at discomfort on her part. Actually, Megan had applied liberal lube to her ass before the interns and again before she exited the house, and now as Jason’s hard, rigid, long prick slid past her anal opening all she felt was gratifying pressure. Now all of her holes were busy with cock or pussy, and she had accomplished one more objective; fucking Jamie’s best friend. After her action with this group Megan moved quickly to get to the other men before they were unable to get their cocks hard anymore. She randomly took men into each of her openings sucking and fucking until each deposited at least one load of cum in her body. It was similar with the women, but with a different intensity. From the time she caressed the first intern’s tit until almost 6:30 Megan had some type of physical sexual contact with each and every member of the Marketing Department. She was kept aware of her progress by Sonja who checked people off the list as Megan fucked them, and only when the last name was checked off did Megan allow herself, and all those with her to move at a slower pace “Thank you. I can’t tell you how much I have enjoyed this great afternoon fuck fest. It was fucking fantastic! Thanks for helping me. Please, I beg of you, please do not ask me why as it is very personal, and never mention this afternoon to Jamie. In a way all of you have fucked him over, so please keep it our secret.” “What I can say is the party does not have to end here unless you want it to. If you want your significant others to play I am more than ready. How about you?” Megan paused a moment then continued: “Do we party on or call it a day?” The unanimous decision was to party on and as the new players arrived their significant others explained the situation and the true meaning of department togetherness. Nobody had to play, but everybody did. People saw and did things they later exclaimed they had wanted to try but never had the nerve to do so. Everyone went home well fucked by whatever combination they desired. Every action between people was consensual, and if it was agreeable nobody was denied any sexual experience. Bottom line; everyone had a fucking good time fucking. Back To The Beginning It is difficult for a monumental event to remain secret. Eventually, something is said that leads to something else and the secret is revealed. So it was with the party at Dave’s house. For six months Jamie knew nothing, but one day he overheard a conversation that made his skin crawl. A colleague was telling a new member of the team about a wild staff party where everyone got naked and fucked, and how the wife of one guy who was out of town fucked every single person there plus their significant others regardless if it was a man or a woman. Jamie thought it was a boast from a previous job, but over the next few months he heard more and more about the “party,” and as people realized the topic was open for conversation they relaxed their guard and became more and more open talking about it. Eventually, Jamie knew he was a cuckold to every man and woman in the department. On the afternoon that realization struck home he submitted his resignation effective on receipt and without cause. As he handed it to Dave he asked: “How could you do this to me?” Dave looked down with embarrassment and was unable to answer him. During those months Dave, Ellen, and Sonja, became regular partners in Megan’s bed, and kept her informed of what news was available for Jamie to hear. In truth they were the ones who leaked most of the information. Dave, directly after Jamie left his office, placed a call to Megan so she was ready as Jamie entered the apartment. She was dressed in a fittingly sluttish outfit sitting on the couch. Jamie entered as an angry but a beaten man. “Why? I can understand screwing around, but why do it like this where I’m the laughing stock of the company? Why did you have to ruin my life?” “I am not the person you thought you married. I tried, and was doing good when you were still with me. But, DAMN IT JAMIE, you left me. You left me alone. Fact is I’m a sex addict. I like it any and everyway I can get it. I was trying to be faithful and monogamous but you left me. DAMN YOU!!!!!” Megan arose from the couch and began slowly making her way toward the door. “I have fucked more people in the past few months than you can imagine, but when I first fell off the multiple-partner wagon so to speak I started by fucking the people you know. I did it to get even, and all of them kept the secret until now. You deserve everything you have gotten you small-dicked, unimaginative sod. I hope I never see you again.” “FUCK YOU BITCH!” the angry young man screamed. “If you had done exactly that Jamie we wouldn’t be where we are now!” Megan retorted in a loud, harsh voice, and passed through the door closing it behind her forever. Jamie cried in his anger and hurt. In his mind he asked WHY over and over of the bitch and all the others who were supposedly his friends. Why did they hurt him like this? For days and days he barely moved at all, never leaving the apartment. His mind could not adjust to what had befallen him; he was unable to cope. Finally, he resigned himself to his fate and reached into the bottom drawer of his bedside table. BANG!!!! The gun fired once. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Readers: DON’T GO AWAY JUST YET!!! No ending satisfies everybody. I could leave this alone as it is a very plausible ending, but there are many endings to choose from. Please consider another possibility: Jamie’s Ending When Jamie was sure he knew the truth he did four things at work: One: He wrote his resignation and submitted it with a long letter of explanation in person to the CEO. He sent copies of both documents to every company officer from the lowest VP upward. In the letter he laid out the reasons for his departure and the roll their supposedly upright and proper director had played. Jamie’s revelations were not well received nor was the fact he had involved the SEC and FBI. Two: He quietly confronted Jason in his private office. After hearing Jason’s story and apology he said: “You were my friend. We shared a lot, but we’ll share no more.” Jamie swiftly delivered a powerful right upper cut to Jason’s jaw followed by a swift left cross that broke Jason’s nose, split his lips, and rendered him unconscious. Using a pair of scissors from Jason’s desk Jamie cut away all the man’s clothes and propped him face down over a chair back. Jamie then delved into Jason’s desk to retrieve an interesting toy Jason liked to brag he had used on his wife and other women. Jamie removed it and snickered to himself as he put a thin layer of lube on the shaft and rammed the 15-inch long by 4-inch wide black dildoe up Jason’s ass. The sensation of his ass ripping in half brought Jason back to consciousness just long enough to pass out again from the pain as his balls were crushed by the toe of Jamie’s shoe. To add insult to injury Jamie set up Jason’s video camera and plugged into the company’s closed circuit video system. The picture was very clear and unmistakable of Jason’s face and beyond that the butt end of a black dildoe sticking out of his lily white ass. Three: Jamie delivered his resignation to Dave. He wanted to inflict physical pain on his soon-to-be ex-boss like he had to Jason, but knew hurting him in his pocket book would prove much more memorable. “You’re a shit. You know it and so does everyone else including the hierarchy. They weren’t very please with some of the things I told them about what happened and some of your business practices for which I provided documentation. James Jones (the CEO) kept muttering about not being another Enron. My guess is later this afternoon you’ll find yourself unemployed, and your bank accounts frozen while you are under investigation by the SEC and FBI. Matter of fact I imagine your entire department will need to look for jobs elsewhere. Next time you want a piece of pussy you better think twice before you cross a husband. Bye.” He stood to walk out the door and noted with great satisfaction the look on Dave’s face; a look of realization that his world had crumbled. Four: As Jamie walked through the outer office he approached Sonja’s desk, leaned down close to her face and in an extremely ominous tone said: “You might want to think twice before you pick up that phone. If Megan finds out about this before I get home I promise you I will return, and I might not act as nice as I am right now.” Sonja’s already pale skin blanched to another shade white as she imagined the implications of his words. She was scared, but she nodded her understanding. “One more thing. You can repay some of your debt to me by being at my apartment this evening at 6. Do not be late.” Jamie went home to confront the bitch who had wreaked such havoc on his life. En route he made a few stops, and since he was not expected he quietly opened the door to find Megan asleep and naked in bed next to her newest fuck partner; the guy who had just moved into 105. Jamie went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of ice water which he poured over the length of their bodies. Megan screamed from the shock of the cold and the sight of Jamie being home. Her lover, seeing the anger in Jamie’s eyes simply cringed in fear. To the man on the bed Jamie screamed: “GET YOUR ASS OUT OF HERE NOW!!! DON’T COME BACK UNLESS YOU HAVE LOTS OF MONEY BECAUSE SHE IS GOING TO COST LOTS OF MONEY.” Jamie quickly faced Megan who was working up her courage to speak, but as he faced her she realized this was a very dangerous Jamie she had never seen: “DON’T SAY ONE FUCKING WORD CUNT! NOT ONE FUCKING WORD!” He had her attention and he lowered his tone to a calmer level, but his words were still filled with hate and disdain. “I’m expecting someone in a couple of hours. Until then you will remain in this room. You will not scream for help. You will lay her very quietly thinking on your sins. I’m just outside the door so don’t think of going anywhere.” Jamie ripped the phone line from the wall and confiscated Megan’s cell. Sonja arrived two hours later at exactly six o’clock. “Welcome bitch. I’m glad you came. Now it’s my turn to cum. Get your clothes off!” There was no kindness in Jamie’s words or actions. He was cold, clinical, and brutal as he took each of Sonja’s holes. First her pussy, then her ass, and lastly he made her clean her shit from his cock with her mouth before he again entered her pussy and sowed his seed. Sonja, crying and asking for forgiveness began to put her clothes back on. “No, no, no my dear. You have much more to do before you can leave. Go in there and get in bed next to Megan.” Jamie followed her into the room noting Megan’s surprise. “In case you’re wondering I fucked her. Don’t say anything. “You two, particularly you Megan owe me a lot and it is payback time. “Listen very carefully. I will say this slowly so you can take it all in. You, my pretty bitches, are low-life whores. Megan knew it when we married, and I know it now. Megan, what you did, and I assume continue to do, has hurt me professionally because I now have no source of income. You have also hurt me personally because I was stupid enough to love you. You hurt me, but right now I am not the only one who is hurting because of you. Dave and the rest of the department are all in need of a job, and because of the way things went down Dave is unemployable and he and Ellen do not have access to any money. Jason, my now ex-best friend is also hurting. His ass is well stretched and bleeding from a dildoe I’m sure you have experienced. Also, he received a little extra for his indiscretion. He will never father a child as that requires working balls; crushed ones don’t work.” “All these people hurting because of you, humm…… and Sonja, you’re just as guilty because you helped her do it. Now whores, it’s your turn to pay. Just like Dave I need a source of income and you are that source. You’re whores and starting tomorrow or the next day you’re going to earn your keep as whores. However, before you go to work I have arranged for a training program. I’ve heard you two like to fuck anyway you can get it. We’ll see.” Jamie opened the front door and in walked the start of a long line of men and women who, because of economic necessity, resided under street bridges. If you have never met one of those people they have very distinctive grooming standards and their body aroma is most impressive. Sonja was stoic, but Megan physically flinched as she saw these people enter her room. “Cunts, this is where it starts. This is a free warm up performance before the real show begins.” Turning to the bums at the door Jamie continued: “Ladies and gentlemen, folks, my friends these formerly high class whores are now worthless cunts who I have arranged for your enjoyment. Fuck them anyway you want in any hole you want for as long as you want. When you can’t do it anymore go back and get in line again. I am here if you want me, otherwise; Bon Appetite. Megan cried, begged for mercy, and screamed as the first five or six approached and began to touch her body. Sonja quietly cried as the first dirty cock entered her pussy. Jamie smiled as he turned up the stereo volume to a level that would hide the sounds of continual fucking the women would receive. For the next 97 hours Megan and Sonja took on every smelly, dirt-covered body who could find a way into their bed. When the last bum left both were beyond tired, torn and bleeding, dirty, and stank, but they were alive and properly prepared for their new role in life as whores for bums and miscreants. Jamie had no intention of remaining in such a low class situation. Not for him was the life of a pimp to lowlifes. When every stranger was gone he walked into the stinking room: “Well how did you like payback? I really don’t care. You are free to go or you can stay here. The rent is paid for the next six month. Megan, when the papers come just sign them. Any fight and the settlement offer will disappear. You did this to yourselves by underestimating me. Now live for as long as you can with whatever diseases you may have. Good bye.” Jamie turned and never looked back as he walked toward the sunset and into a new life; a new life with a high six figure salary attached to it.