1 comments/ 47148 views/ 4 favorites Sharing By: The Gentle Man He was going to share her tonight. The thought made his cock thicken in anticipation. It had long been a fantasy of his – to see her abandon herself to all the pleasures that more than one person could bring her. She had always given herself over so completely to sex with him that he was sure that more hands, more mouths, more tongues would only push her higher. He remembered the first time he had mentioned it to her. She had been tied to the bed and he had been teasing her with the vibrator... arousing her to the point of orgasm and then backing off... over and over... She had been squirming and whimpering with need when he had leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Imagine your nipples are being sucked as I am doing this. Two tongues teasing them to hard points while I play with your pussy." Her eyes had widened at the thought and she had drawn a sharp breath. He had continued to describe all the various ways in which she would be used to pleasure both men and women until she had screamed and thrashed and cum repeatedly in long shuddering waves. The memories caused his cock to thicken further and he stroked it lightly enjoying the sensation of feeling it come alive. Yes, he thought, tonight that fantasy would come true for both of them. He heard the shower shut off and looked into the steamy bathroom through the open door. A bare leg emerged from the wispy cloud and poised on the edge of the tub. Her toes were pointed and her foot arched as she balanced and leaned over to dry her leg. Her breasts brushed against her thigh as she did so and the sight was so excruciatingly beautiful that he felt a sharp jolt of desire course through his body. His hand tightened on his fully engorged cock and he had to suppress an audible moan. He watched, mesmerized, as she dried her leg and then stepped out of the tub and perched the other one on the edge to dry it. Her back was to him and her exquisite ass, especially when she leaned over, seemed to be beckoning to him like an almost irresistible siren song. His hand was moving up and down his shaft in long strokes and he suddenly realized that if he did not stop he was going to cum. With an effort, he stilled his hand but continued to hold his pulsing cock tightly. She moved the towel over her body... patting... rubbing... caressing, it seemed to him... herself in a very careful and methodical way. When she raised her arms to dry her hair, her breasts were thrust forward and his mouth watered at the sight of her nipples. She brushed her hair and walked naked into the bedroom. He was lying on the bed watching her. She looked at him, with his cock in his hand, and her eyes sparkled with the first light of desire. He let her enjoy the sight of his arousal for a few moments then rose from the bed and walked to stand in front of her. She waited hands at her sides, for his command. "On your knees," he told her. Without hesitation she knelt before him. His cock was just inches from her face but she made no move toward it. He took her face in his hands and raised it so that he could look into her eyes. "Suck it until I cum in your mouth," he said. He pushed the swollen head against her lips and moaned aloud when she parted them and took him into her mouth. With his hands on her head, he began to thrust his hips sliding his cock in and out while she held it with one hand and gently kneaded his balls with the other one. He knew that he was going to cum fast this time, but he wanted to be able to last later so that he could thoroughly enjoy the fulfillment of the fantasy. Her lips and tongue teased him mercilessly and he groaned deeply when his orgasm hit him and he filled her eager mouth with his hot cum. She sucked hungrily at him and tried frantically to swallow as much as she could but some escaped her lips and slid down her chin and dripped onto her breasts. He shuddered and shook and held her head tightly in his hands as he emptied himself into her mouth. When the tremors finally subsided he opened his eyes and smiled down at her. She held his wet cock in one hand and licked the cum off her lips and was happy that she had pleased him. He helped her to stand and took her in his arms and kissed her deeply and passionately. Her body, already aroused from sucking him, responded immediately and her nipples stiffened against his chest. He slipped one hand between her thighs and his fingers easily slid through the wetness they found there. She moaned and pressed her body tighter to his and wiggled her hips to try and capture the probing fingers. But he teasingly moved them away and she fought to resist the urge to grab his hand and keep it there. Instead she let him lead her to the bed. He moved her so that she was lying on the bed then raised her arms above her head and secured the restraints to her wrists. Again, her breasts her thrust out and he paused to touch them lightly and stroked the nipples with his fingertips. She moaned softly and he could sense the growing arousal that was suffusing her body. He moved to her feet and took one of them in his hand. She had such delicate feet with softly curved arches and small, but perfect, toes. He lifted her foot to his mouth and kissed each toe individually. She squirmed but did not try to pull away from him. He ran his fingers over the top of her foot and up her ankle then slid his tongue over her toes from the little one to the big one, which he then took into his mouth and sucked. She gasped and jerked her leg, but he held her firmly and indulged his desire to enjoy her toes. When he was ready, he lay her leg down on the bed and secured the restraint to her ankle. He then did the same to the other leg and stepped back to look at her. It was a breathtakingly erotic sight. She lay spread-eagle, secured helplessly to the bed, and flushed with an arousal that was making the tops of her breasts darken into a blush. It was as if he could see the desire lurking just beneath the surface of her skin. The doorbell rang and he knew they had arrived. She looked at him. He could see the questioning look on her face, but he said nothing, merely smiled and put on a robe. He paused at the door and looked back her. She started to speak but he stopped her with a finger to his lips. "It is okay, my dear. Trust me." With those words, he left her alone... naked and tied to the bed. As he went down the stairs he imagined how her mind must be racing right now. He could almost see her straining against her binds and the thought caused his pulse to quicken. Stirrings of arousal were beginning again beneath his robe. He opened the front door and welcomed the couple into the house. They were clearly trying to appear calm, but he could feel the arousal that enveloped them like a small cloud. He moved into the cloud to kiss her on the lips and felt her body shaking. He then led them up the stairs and to the bedroom. He entered first and she turned her head to look at him from where she lay on the bed. There was relief in her eyes at his return that quickly changed to surprise when she saw the man and woman who followed him into the room. The woman gasped when she saw her tied to the bed and clutched the man's arm. He smiled again watching the reaction of the other three people to the situation that they presently found themselves in. He knew that she was feeling embarrassed at being so exposed to strangers. He knew, too, that the restraints on her wrists and ankles were reminding her of her vulnerability at that moment. But he also knew that those feelings were being pushed aside by an excitement that was taking possession of her body. He could see it in the way her nipples stiffened and grew in size... in the way her hips twitched involuntarily... in flush that grew deeper and spread over more of her skin. He could also smell a trace of her scent and knew that she was growing wetter between her outstretched legs. The couple stood next to the bed, uncertain of what to do until he nodded reassuringly and moved to the side of the room. He removed the robe and sat naked in the chair to watch the scene unfold. The man and the woman began to kiss and remove one another's clothing until they were both naked as well. Four people – him in the chair, her tied to the bed, the couple standing next to it – were all nude now and the air was thick with tension. The man and woman looked at her, then at him again and when he nodded his approval, they moved onto the bed on either side of her. The woman moved so that her full breasts brushed against hers and the man placed his hand on her thigh and began to stroke it. She pulled against the restraints and quivered with excitement. The woman leaned over and took a nipple into her mouth and the man did the same to the other one. She moaned and pushed her breasts up against their faces. Each of them had a hand on her thigh now and they were moving in unison closer to her pussy. When their fingers met there and intertwined over her clit she gasped and jerked her hips. Together, the man and woman sucked her nipples and slid their fingers through her wetness. From the chair he watched silently as she descended into the pleasure. It was overtaking her now and she was surrendering to it without restraint. The binds that held her physically were freeing her sexually. It was a process that never ceased to amaze and arouse him. Already, his cock was growing again. He watched as it uncoiled and filled with the blood that was being pumped into it. It felt so good to be hard and erect. He took it in his hand and pumped slowly as his eyes returned to what was happening on the bed. The woman, who had been brushing her breasts across her face, began to move down her body, kissing her way over her stomach to her mound. She knelt there and lowered her head to taste the sweet pussy that was straining to reach her mouth. As she did so, the man moved behind her and began to rub his hard cock over her ass. She moved her hips against him and sighed deeply when he slid it into her own hungering pussy. With long sure strokes he began fucking her as she licked at the pussy of the woman tied and squirming on the bed. His hand moved slightly faster as he watched the three of them. She was going to cum soon; he could recognize the signs. The woman's tongue, being pushed deeper into her pussy by the man fucking her, was going to push her over the edge. He also sensed that the other woman was nearing the brink as well. His cock pulsed in anticipation of seeing the two of them cum at the same time. The thought had no more formed itself in his mind when he heard the beginnings of the scream he knew and loved so well. Her orgasm was hitting her and she strained, almost violently, against her restraints. The man thrust faster into the kneeling woman and she too began to cry out, although it was muffled, as an orgasm shook through her body. The sounds of the two women blended together and filled the room with a symphony of ecstasy. When it was clear that the peak had passed, he rose from the chair and walked to the side of the bed. The man, who remarkably had not cum, withdrew from the kneeling woman and rose to stand on the other side of the bed. His cock was wet and shiny. The woman rose, somewhat shakily and went to sit in the chair to recover. He looked down at her trembling on the bed. She was looking at him closely, clearly wondering what was next, but also clearly trusting him. He leaned over to remove her restraints and gently rubbed her wrists and ankles to restore circulation. He could tell from the indentations in her skin that her orgasm had been a powerful one and that she had pulled hard against the leather straps. He indicated that he wanted her to sit up on the edge of the bed then he nodded at the man to move around to the same side and stand beside him. She did as he wanted and found herself staring at two very hard cocks just inches from her face. "I want you to suck them both," he told her. Swallowing hard, she reached to take one in each hand. One was still wet with the juices of the other woman and her hand slipped easily up and down its length. Licking her lips, she leaned forward and tasted the wetness. Then she turned and licked him. She looked up at him and he nodded. She brought the two cocks together until the heads were touching and then closed her lips over them both as best she could. Each man placed a hand on the back of her head and urged her with their moans to take them as deeply as possible. She swirled her tongue around both swollen heads and was rewarded with the salty taste of precum. It mingled with the taste of the other woman and she felt a whole new lust building inside her. Her pussy began to clinch and twitch and she hoped that the other woman might come over and lick it again. Both men alternated thrusting their cocks into her mouth for a while, then he moved away and so did the other man. She was extremely aroused and it was clear they were too. He got onto the bed behind her and lay on his back. "Get on top of me," he told her. She moved her body over his, swinging her leg over his hips. Her pussy was stretched open and aching but she waited for him to put his hands on her hips and guide them down so that his cock pushed up into her. As she settled down on it, they both moaned. She hung her breasts into his face and he sucked and chewed on her nipples. He moved his hips to thrust up into her, moving her with his hands. She sat up and pushed herself down as tightly as she could on him. She moaned again when she felt hands slide around her from behind to grasp her breasts. They were soft hands and she felt soft lips on the back of her neck and realized it was the other woman. She could feel the hard nipples against her back. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes and gave herself over to the feeling of the soft lips, the soft hands, the stiff nipples, and the hard cock buried deep inside her pussy. He watched and smiled as she lost herself in the pleasure and moved inside her slowly. Then he pulled her toward him again and held her there. He nodded and the other man knelt behind her and began applying the lubricant to her ass. She started at the touch, but he held her close and whispered soothingly into her ear. He could feel her trembling but knew it was as much from excitement as apprehension. The man rubbed the gel all around her tight opening and tentatively pushed a finger against it making her moan. He then applied some to his cock and moved so it was pressing there. Slowly he pushed until the head was inside. He paused for a moment then pushed more and soon his entire cock was in her ass. She was moaning uncontrollably now. The feeling of the two hard cocks inside her was unlike anything she had ever experienced before and an orgasm began building that she knew was going to be blinding in its intensity. He held her against his chest and thrust into her pussy as the other man thrust into her ass. He could feel the man's cock against his own through the thin membrane inside her and he had to admit it was exciting him tremendously. The two men fell into a rythmn in which one of them thrust in as the other was pulling back so that she was subjected to a constant thrusting that was taking her to a place where she was certain she would simply dissolve into ecstasy. Suddenly it was upon her and she screamed and the world disappeared in a shattering crash and orgasm after orgasm shuddered through her. Hearing and feeling her cumming was too much for the two men and with shouts and groans they both thrust into her as hard as they could and filled her with their cum. Three bodies shook and trembled with the combined force of the orgasms that overtook them. Their cries were joined by those of the other woman who was frantically pumping her fingers in and out of her own pussy and cumming while she watched. For several moments the three people who were joined lay breathing heavily against one another. She could feel the warm wetness of the two men seeping from her and she squirmed a bit to savor the feeling of the two cocks still inside her. But they were softening and when the one in her ass slipped out she couldn't help but be surprised by the emptiness she felt. He turned her face to his and kissed her tenderly letting his lips linger on hers, sucking at the passion that was still there. The other couple was also embracing and they all tried to catch their breath, but each of them knew that this night of sharing was not yet over. More fantasies awaited and soon they would begin again... Copyright by The Gentle Man, 2002 Sharing Greg, sprawled out on the basement couch, lazily watched an old Seinfeld rerun and yawned. He wanted to go and get something to eat in the kitchen, but that would require him to put on pants because his mother had company, and he was too lazy to. Greg's mother, Lori, had three ladies over every week for tea and book discussions. He hated these little visits, because the women always wanted to talk to him, and he usually wasn't in the mood. He had known all of his mother's friends since he was a baby, and he was friends with some of their sons. Natalie, the funniest one, was 36, with medium-length brown hair and a pair of beautiful, green eyes. She was curvy and voluptuous and Greg craved her fat, natural breasts. Angelica, the sweetest one, was 35, and very proud of her Latin heritage. She was very tiny, but with a gorgeous face, very long, black hair, and a round, plump ass. Lewanda was new to the group and was only 28. She was African-American, with braided, black hair and brown eyes. Lewanda was the youngest and sexiest of them all, but she was shy. Finally, there was Greg's mother, Lori. She had shoulder-length blonde hair and sparkling, blue eyes. She was always cheerful and always had a smile on her face. Greg loved all of the ladies, but tonight, he just wanted to watch TV. It didn't take long for Lori's voice to yell down the stairs, "Greg, honey, can you come here for a second?" He groaned and pulled on his pants and shirt before trudging up the stairs and stopping as he neared the top to listen in on their conversation. He heard Natalie's voice. She was trying to whisper. "I'm telling you, I got my husband to hold out for an hour once. All you have to do is suck him softly and slowly and take breaks. I'll show you." Greg's stomach began to twist in knots. What did she mean, I'll show you? Did she really plan on demonstrating on him? He tried not to act like he heard them as he walked into the living room and stood beside his mom. He glanced at the rest of the women, and they were eyeing his crotch. Natalie was even licking her lips. Greg smiled nervously and kissed each of the women on the cheek before attempting to return to the basement. Angelica stopped him. "Wait a minute, hon. Can you stay here for a second?" He swallowed and nodded, taking the only empty seat, beside Lewanda. Natalie grinned and giggled with the rest of the girls. "Well, Greg, we were debating something and we wanted to know if you would help us with something." He nodded, and Natalie continued. "I don't feel completely comfortable saying this, but I'm sure you know what fellatio is?" Greg cocked an eyebrow, and Lewanda turned to him and tried to explain. "You know, oral sex?" Lori piped up. "A blowjob, dear." She smiled and patted him on the knee, as Natalie rolled her eyes. "I'm sure one of your girlfriends has given you one, right?" Greg shook his head. All of the girls he had dated were too uptight about that sort of thing. There was a strange silence before Lewanda scooted closer to him, and started to massage his inner thigh, moving her hand closer and closer to the obvious bulge in his jeans. No one spoke a word as she started to rub and squeeze his cock through his pants. This was completely unexpected from the usually timid Lewanda. She pulled down his jeans to his knees, followed by his boxers. His stiff dick sprung out and stuck up in the air. All of the women were on the edge of their seats. Lewanda was too afraid to continue and Natalie took over the job. She got on her knees and moved forward until she was eye level with his member. She took it in her hand and examined it, moving her eye toward its head and giving it a quick taste with her tongue. She swished the precum around in her mouth for a moment before nodding her approval. "Nice dick." Angelica got up from her seat and Natalie moved over. Angelica didn't waste any time and immediately began sucking him with hungrily, her warm saliva running down his shaft. Natalie finally placed a hand on her shoulder to slow her down. "Take it easy, Angie. We all want a suck." Angelica muttered her apologies with Greg's cock in her mouth. She slurped it a bit more slowly as the other women watched intently. Finally, Lewanda worked up the courage to give it a try and she squeezed in between Natalie and Angelica. She took a more sensual approach, gently nibbling on his balls and planting loving kisses all over the shaft. She then gave him the strongest suck of all as Greg pushed her head in and out of his lap, moaning in pleasure. Natalie turned to Lori, who was covering her eyes, but peeking through her fingers. "Come on, Lor, give your son a taste." Lewanda turned around to face her, and wiped a bit of precum from her lip. "Yeah, come on. His dick is really good." She passed it to Natalie who slid all seven inches down her throat and looked back up at Greg, smiling. He fumbled his hands around near his knees until his fingers made contact with her soft breasts. She held his hand there as he worked the flesh around in his palm, pinching her nipples through her sweater. Natalie, Angelica, and Lewanda all took turns sucking while Greg felt up their chests. Occasionally, while one was sucking, the other would straddle his lap and they would make out as he squeezed their asses and spanked them. He was nearing his orgasm when Lori finally decided she wanted to give her son a quick suck before he was finished. Lewanda gave him a hard, final suck and popped his cock out of her mouth, passing it to Lori, who hesitantly took it. Angelica, on his lap, told her to stop being a baby when she could pull away from Greg, who was nibbling on her lip and kissing her neck. Lori took a deep breath and quickly licked the head of his cock. His entire member was dripping in saliva, and there was a wet spot on the couch where he was sitting. Angelica finally pulled away from she and Greg's kiss and took a seat near Lori. "This is obviously a mother and son bonding experience." The other women smiled and watched as Lori finally slipped the first inch between her lips, but then quickly popped it out again. Natalie groaned and when she had put it back in her mouth, snuck up behind her and shoved her face into his lap. All seven inches slid in and surprisingly, Lori didn't choke. Instead, she sucked him harder than any of the other women had and he exploded his load down her throat. She happily swallowed as much as she could before the other ladies fought their way in and she allowed them to catch a few drops in their mouths. They all swallowed and spent the next five minutes passing his cock around and sucking and licking it until it was soft and limp again. He glanced at the clock. He had gone an hour and a half. The next hour was fun. Everyone remembered certain points in the blowjob and laughed about it. All of the ladies agreed that they had a good time, and they should do it again the next week. After everyone had left, Lori promised her son oral like that whenever he'd like. Boy, was Greg glad he said hello. Sharing Caroline crept along the landing to her room, almost holding her breath as she passed the door to her mother's room. She thought that her mother, Anna, would be asleep, because it was almost two in the morning and she got tired early, now she was six months pregnant. At nineteen, Caroline looked like a younger version of her mother, long silken hair falling to frame a heart-shaped face with wide set green eyes and a trim figure, pert, high breasts and narrow waist. Anna's figure had filled a little, especially with her pregnancy and her breasts were heavy and swollen with milk, but she could almost have been Caroline's sister. Anna's bedroom door was open and Caroline could hear noises. Anna was moaning, a low keening sound from the back of her throat, strangely muffled. Caroline edged closer to the doorway. Alex, her Mom's boyfriend, should be at work on the night shift in the local emergency room, where he worked as a doctor. Caroline peered around the edge of the door, opening her lips to ask if Mom was ok. The words died in her throat at the sight of her Mom, in her short lace nightgown, kneeling at the side of her bed with Samuel, the eighteen year old son of their next door neighbours, lying across the covers. Her pale face was almost luminous against his dark, coffee-coloured thighs and she was bobbing her head up and down, taking his cock in her mouth. There was a heavy musk-laden scent of sex in the room and the noise Caroline had heard was her mother moaning as she slowly sucked on Samuel's hard cock. Caroline had seen cocks before and had even spied through the crack of the door at her Mom and Alex making love, but Samuel was longer and thicker than she had even imagined. Anna's mouth seemed to stretch so far that her jaw would pop out of its socket and Caroline could see the effort it took her to take Samuel deep into her mouth. Caroline could see that Samuel's eyes were closed and that her Mom was watching his face, neither of them had realised that she was there yet. Anna lowered her head a little further and Caroline watched her gag a little as the head of Samuel's cock slipped over the back of her tongue and into her throat. She could hear Samuel grinding his teeth together as he fought the urge to thrust his cock down Anna's throat. Caroline's breath came in short, almost silent gasps and the crotch of her cotton panties moistened. She felt sure that they would be able to smell her pussy, just as she could smell Samuel's aroused sweat. Caroline slid her hand to her waist and inside the top of her jeans, pressing her fingers against the smooth mound of her shaved pussy. Her clit was hard, peeping from beneath its protective hood and rubbing against the front of her panties. Anna's head was bobbing rapidly on Samuel's cock as she sucked harder and faster. Anna lifted her head away, letting Samuel's cock slip out of her mouth with a soft 'plop'. Caroline could see the outline of his hard erection in the shadows, sticking upwards proudly. Anna turned away from Samuel and Caroline stepped quickly back from the doorway. She could not see, but she heard a long, sighing whimper, as Anna lifted her nightgown and lowered herself onto Samuel's hard cock, reaching down to guide it between the lips of her pussy. Caroline heard a wet, squelching sound and a long, drawn-out, "Ooooooooh" of pleasure and, peering around the edge of the door, she saw Anna, eyes screwed shut, sinking onto Samuel's cock. Anna began to move in Samuel's lap, grinding her pussy down onto his cock. Her mouth opened in a long sigh as she felt him filling her and she reached down to slide her finger under her nightgown and between the lips of her pussy to tease her own clit. Caroline watched her mom abandoning herself to the moment, her swollen breasts and belly gleaming in the moonlight that streamed through the window. Anna's long hair was draped over her shoulders, the strands just touching the swell of her breasts. Caroline just watched her Mom, gently riding Samuel's rigid cock, and slid her hand over her smooth mound with its soft dusting of curls. Her finger brushed against the hard pearl of her clit and Caroline felt her knees buckle a little as she gasped, making her lurch against the door. Anna's eyes opened at the sound of Caroline's shoulder striking the wood of the door and they looked straight into each other's eyes. Caroline took a step forward, closer to Anna and then, almost in a daze, leaned forward and brushed her lips over her Mom's mouth. Anna stiffened, as though she was electrified, her back arching and driving her pussy harder onto Samuel's cock. Caroline had often secretly peeped at her Mom undressing and, especially now that she was heavily pregnant, wondered what sex with her Mom would be like. Anna's eyes opened wider in surprise, she had never realised that her darling daughter was attracted to women, nor dreamed that she could be aroused by a woman's kiss. Of course, part of Anna's arousal was the hormones raging through her pregnant body, and part was the young cock buried in her pussy, but Caroline was going to make the most of this moment. Reaching down, she lifted the hem of her Mom's nightgown, pulling it over her head and leaving her totally naked. Anna's swollen breasts were taut and milky in the moonlight as Caroline bent to them and began to suckle gently on the swollen nipples. Anna moaned and pressed Caroline's head to her breast more firmly, her other hand still toying with her clit. Caroline sucked harder and unfastened her jeans, pushing them and her panties down to her ankles. The dusting of soft curls, covering her mound, was sodden with the juice from her pussy and the tip of her clit pushed out from the hood at the top. Caroline reached out and slid her fingers alongside Anna's, gently massaging the hard bud. Taking hold of Anna's hand, she guided it into her own pussy, gasping into her mom's mouth as they touched her hard clit. Caroline busied her mouth and fingers on Anna's body, teasing and tormenting her Mom until she began to shudder uncontrollably as sparks of dark desire ripped through her nerves to her belly. Anna could do nothing to hold back the waves of her approaching orgasm and screaming in pleasure, she gushed over Samuel's cock as she ground down onto him. Caroline moved back, pulling Anna towards her, so that Samuel's cock slipped out of Anna's pussy. Caroline pushed Anna back onto the bed, next to Samuel and leaned over to press her mouth against her Mom's dripping pussy. Samuel turned onto his side and watched as Anna spread her legs wider for her daughter and Caroline ran her tongue over the puffed-up lips. Anna's dense bush was dripping with her juices, which Caroline lapped up greedily. Samuel was mesmerised by Caroline's tight ass, bobbing slightly as she rocked back and forth, with her mouth fastened tightly onto Anna's pussy. Reaching out, he pushed Caroline's t-shirt higher, so that her breasts swung free. Caroline's nipples were hard and swollen poking out from the dark circles of her aureoles like bullets. Samuel took them between his fingers and thumbs, pulling and squeezing them, until Caroline moaned into her mom's pussy. "Go on sweetheart," Anna moaned, "lick your dirty Mom's pussy, suck my clit." Caroline said nothing, just continued to run her tongue along the moist slit, pressing it between Anna's pussy lips until the tip was circling the base of her hard pearl. Anna pressed Caroline's face harder into her mound, forcing the shaft of her clit between her daughter's lips. Samuel cupped Caroline's breasts, moving to the edge of the bed so that he could see her eating her Mom's pussy while he did so. "Go on, sugar," he encouraged, "eat your Mom's cunt good." Samuel slid his hands down Caroline's belly, until his fingers were brushing the edges of her pussy lips, peeling them apart and delving inside to the hard nub of her clit. Caroline grunted into Anna's pussy, and sucked harder, as Samuel stroked his fingertips along her clit. Caroline's passage tightened as Samuel teased her clit and she tasted her Mom's drenched pussy. Her tongue flickered over Anna's clit, lashing the tip until juices bubbled all over her lips and chin. Samuel had a finger in Caroline's pussy, sliding it in and out of her slippery gash, feeling her gripping him tightly. Caroline grunted something into her Mom's pussy, the words garbled her mouthful of dense curly pubes. She turned her head, for a moment, to speak to Samuel. "Don't just play with my clit and cunt," she grunted, "fuck me. Shove your dick inside me." Samuel slid off the side of the bed and stood behind Caroline. His cock jutted out thick and proud, brushing against the back of her thighs and along the crack of her ass. Caroline carried on eating her Mom's dripping slit, thrusting her tongue between the swollen, tender lips and circling it around her clit. Anna moaned and pressed her daughter's head firmly against her mound, holding her mouth tightly to her pussy. Samuel adjusted the angle of his cock so that the tip nestled just inside Caroline's pussy and then grabbed hold of her firm ass. With a vicious, stabbing thrust, Samuel drove his cock into Caroline's pussy, forcing her face harder into her Mom's crotch. Caroline thought her pussy was going to split open, as Samuel nailed her with his thick, swollen cock. She screamed into Anna's pussy as she felt him driving into her and almost fainted. Samuel held her hips, pulling her back onto his cock as she felt her pussy stretching over his swollen knob. She tried to stay motionless, afraid to move on Samuel's cock as he held her against his thighs. Gradually her pussy relaxed and the pain ebbed, while Samuel moved his hands round to her clit and began to stroke her. She felt the muscles of her pussy tighten around his cock as Samuel groaned, leaning over her arched back. "You like my cock in your cunt, you horny bitch?" he crowed into her ear. "She loves it, now fuck her hard!" Anna yelled at him, "Fuck the little slut good!" Caroline whimpered at the thought of Samuel pounding her pussy, but she could not say anything, nor do anything to stop him, because Anna's hands were on the back of her head, forcing her mouth hard against her Mom's dripping pussy. Samuel slid his cock slowly out of Caroline's pussy, until only the rim of his cock head nestled between the lips and then, just as slowly pushed it back inside her, stretching her slowly and gently. The slow stretching began to arouse her and she began to suckle on Anna's clit, pushing three fingers into her gushing pussy. Anna grunted, as Caroline began working her fingers in and out of her sloppy, gaping pussy. Caroline began to move her hand to the same rhythm that Samuel was using, as he forced his cock into her pussy, slowly, gently, but still as deeply as she could take it. Caroline moved her until only the tips of her fingers were inside Anna's puss, then folded four fingers together and slowly pushed them back in, licking the tip of her clit as she forced her hand deeper. "Aaaaaah," moaned Anna, throatily, "Fuck! Fuck her hard, fuck my little girl's cunt." "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you won't sit down for a week!" Samuel growled. Tears sprang to both Anna's and Caroline's eyes as Caroline worked her fist into her Mom's dripping gash and Samuel pounded his cock into Caroline. Every thrust from Samuel's cock forced Caroline's mouth onto her Mom's pussy and her fist deeper inside. All Anna could do was clench her fists in the bedclothes as the body-wracking shudders took over her body and she began to cum, screaming wordlessly. Just before her orgasm peaked, Anna managed to lift her head and look at her daughter, soaked in sweat, with her face slimy from the cum that had gushed out of her pussy, as Caroline gnawed on her Mom's clit and fisted the sloppy, gushing pussy. Behind her, Samuel's glistening, chocolate coloured thighs slapped against Caroline's ass, with a wet, squelching sound. "God, I'm cumming," the women croaked, "aaaagh! Yesss! Don't stop!" "Cum in my girl's cunt you big horny bastard" Anna ordered Samuel. Samuel could do nothing to hold back the bubbling jet of his thick cum, even if he had wanted to prolong his agony. His cock had swollen monstrously and the weight of his balls felt as if they would pull his sac down to his knees. A last thrust, deeper than Caroline thought she could take and his cock sprayed her womb with hot stinging jets of sperm. He spurted again and again until Caroline's pussy gushed the sticky mess over the tops of her thighs and it dripped onto the bedroom carpet. Both of the women fell across the bed, Samuel's cock sliding out of Caroline's pussy with a wet, slurping sound. Nobody spoke, as Samuel collected his clothes and pulled them on, still breathing heavily, but smiling lasciviously to himself. He moved onto the landing, wondering whether to close the door behind himself and Anna found her voice at last. "Samuel, Alex is on nights all of this week and next. Don't forget to come and see us will you?" she asked in a tiny voice. "I'll be back real soon, just as soon as you tell me I can, Ma'am." Samuel replied, leaving Mom and daughter to straighten the room. Sharing My wife and I over the years had developed a relationship between Domina and submissive sissy that was utterly grounded in love. Indeed, that was the only thing that had allowed us to go as deeply into the perverse and bizarre as we had. She had a marvelous ability to anticipate just what I would be able to stretch to reach. I trusted her absolutely and delighted in pleasing her with obedience. We both had started with great commonality in mutual interests and had grown even more so over the course of time. Miranda and I had vanilla friends and our separate careers. None of our vanilla circle ever would suspect our private tastes. Our two children were in their twenties. One was away at school, the other living independently. While I think both suspected Mom and Dad were less than conventional in their sex life, never had the kids seen or viewed anything untoward between their parents, and our kink interests were emphatically not something we shared with the kids. From time to time Miranda had approached, toyingly at first, then more and more seriously, the idea of her taking a lover. The idea was at once powerfully erotic but very frightening to me, especially as I began to realize how very serious the possibility was becoming to her. I knew that anytime I asked, my wife would drop an idea that I felt I could not manage, but I disliked asking her to defer since to be the loving enabler of any of her plans was a part of who I was. Also, her plans always seemed to work out as either ashared joy or something we mutually decided was not for us. Miranda taking a lover naturally grew out of her humiliating me about the size of my penis and its inability to satisfy her. Often as I worshipped her pussy or she rode a dildo strapped to my face, she would excite me by comments like, "You are such a good pussy boy! Lick me, little slut. We both know that pathetic tiny dick of yours is useless." Or "a real woman could never be satisfied by a sissy like you" or "Oh, how I wish I had a real man with a real cock to fuck me! I can't even feel that teeny dickie of yours. You look like a little girl in more ways than one." Sometimes Miranda would pretend to look for my cock and not be able to find it. She'd make me point to it and then sneer, "You call that a dick? I've seen ten year old boys with bigger ones than yours." She'd laugh at me for even trying to be a real man. It had been a long time since my wife and I had made conventional love. Licking her and sucking her clit was something I enjoyed vastly more than fucking her, and her way of letting me climax was either my masturbating for her or being allowed to rub my cock against her toes or feet. However I came, I always was ordered to lick and swallow my cum while she laughed and called me a cum-sucking slut or whore. My cock was around five inches, erect, and as I knew from our days of ordinary fucking, she had gotten pleasure from it, but, as indicated, we were past those days, and her ridiculing my "tiny excuse for a cock" was delightful humiliation for me. Eventually, my wife made clear that she was going to act on her taunts. I was on my knees kissing her feet one evening, dressed in little girl panties, a training bra, ankle socks and mary janes. Miranda was looking down on me from the edge of the bed. She wore jeans and a top, her feet bare with deep maroon polish on her long, sexy toes. Taking a sip from the glass of wine I had brought her, she spoke deliberately: "I want to take a lover, kelli." I paused in moving to take a toe into my lipsticked mouth. "Yes, sweetie," Miranda said, as if in answer to me. "I really mean it. I want to be fucked by a man with a real man's cock." I looked up and met her eyes, her lovely gray eyes, and she could see the realization and the fear in mine. "You know I love you." She smiled her love down on me. "You are the only man I'll ever love, but you are a sissy. You are my sweet sissy lover in your pretty panties, and you treat me like the queen I am, but I want to be a girl sometimes and be fucked hard by a guy." Tears began to form in my eyes, but my dick was hard in my little girl panties. "Oh, sweetie!" Miranda had tears in her eyes, too, as she reached down and caressed my cheek. I moved to kiss her soft hand. "Yes, precious," she said softly. "I know you love me." "Oh, so much, Mistress," I said with a tear running down my cheek. "Come," she encouraged and drew me up on the bed. She lay back against the headboard and removed her top, while I gazed at her. My wife was a beautiful woman--slim and petite, her blond hair in a cute bob, and as her breasts came into view, I marveled at how pert and firm they were, even in middle age. Like lovely pears but white against her tan with hard little pink nipples. "Come, little boy," she crooned and held me against her as my lips found a nipple. She stoked my face and shoulders and back. Her hands were soft and warm as was her body. "You'll love it, too, you know," she told me in a firm though soft and kindly voice. "I'll let you prepare me--bathe me and dress me for my date. You'll think of me while you wait, think of me being fucked--hard--by another man. And when I get home . . ." her voice trailed off. My tears were joined by little mews of passion as I pressed against my Mistress wife, and she knew exactly what was needed. Pressing lightly on shoulders, she moved me down the bed. "Take my jeans off, kelli, and show me how much you want me to take a lover." Drawing the tight jeans off her legs, I smelled her center, a smell of which I never grew tired, and soon was worshipping her lovely pussy. I kissed her belly--only slightly rounded and still sexily slim--and her thighs and mound. (She was shaved and insisted I be, too). I kissed her slit from top to bottom and then up again and then lightly darted my tongue against and briefly licked the skin of her belly and thighs. Finally I began to lap her length and probe inside her with my tongue. She was moaning in pleasure and also telling me what a good sissy I was: "my little girl, my sweet pantyslut, my pretty whore . . . such a good boy." Finally, my tongue and lips found her clit, and I lapped and sucked it. She was so wet and excited! Thrusting her pubic mound against my lips and tongue, she began to shout. Wrapping her slim, warm thighs around my head, she held me hard against her, screaming "Yes! Yes! Yes! I love you, pretty kelli, my love, my love, my love!" and I felt the force of her climax and held her as tightly as she held me, my arms wrapped around her thighs. Releasing me, my Mistress lay back languidly against the pillows at the head of the bed, a sated and happy smile on her flushed face. Crossing her legs at the ankles, she made a place for me to rest my head, and I lay, looking up at her beauty. I saw that she saw my love for her in my face, but I said it anyway. "I love you so much, Mistress." "I know you do," she replied. Her sweet voice continued, "I will never love anyone but you, Ken." Her use of my male name emphasized the depth and sincerity of her words. "This is going to be wonderful for us." A little of my fear came out as I responded, "I hope so," but I added "I trust you, darling." "I know. I would never hurt you, ever." Then, in a change of tone, she became my stern Mistress. "Play for me, silly little slut." With a superior smile, she placed the sole of a foot on my face and moved me back. Kneeling before her on the bed with my panties around my ankles, I began to stroke my cock for my wife. "Why do I need a lover, sissy?" she asked, her eyes locked on mine. "Because I'm not a real man, Mistress Miranda." My voice was trembling with humiliated excitement. "Keep going." "My pitiful little dick could never please a real woman like you, Mistress." "Of course not," she agreed with a low, throaty chuckle. "You need a real man for a lover, Mistress, not a silly little sissy like me." I was near coming. How I loved serving and submitting to this woman! "Beg me, little dick!" Her face was that of a powerful, confident woman in absolute control. She was smiling at me with an arrogant ease. "Please take a lover, Mistress!" Beg me again!" "Please, Mistress! Find a real man with a man's cock, and let him fuck you and fill you, and please you the way I never can! Please!" She was laughing openly now, and my cock began to shoot its cum, showing my complete submission to and domination by this woman. Deftly, my Mistress caught the cum on a lovely bare foot and rubbed her sole against the cum remaining on my cock. She held the foot up; the cum ran down towards her heel. She spoke a single word. "Lick." After I had cleaned her toes and foot, including the heel, of my cum, she again cradled me in her arms, and neither of us felt any need to speak. Sharing a Bed "I slept with Michael," my wife confessed. Well, duh. Sonya's sense of humor, while playful, tended toward puns and a lack of subtlety. We had just got back from a real estate convention, and due to a mix-up at the hotel, we had been forced to share a room and a king bed. Sonya had provided the 'buffer' between the two men, clad chastely in a long flannel nightgown with panties underneath. So in a very real sense, she had 'slept' with Michael, but then so had I. Of course, I had a reputation for being able to sleep anywhere and through anything. As I was soon to find out, it was a reputation well deserved. "Actually, honey, I guess it would be more accurate to say I was awake with Michael while you slept." Sonya paused nervously, gauging my reaction before continuing. "He made love to me the first night in the hotel while you slept right next to us." To my astonishment, Sonya described how during the night she awoke to find a hard penis rubbing up against her bottom. Half-asleep, she assumed it was me, but it soon became obvious that it wasn't. "It was so much bigger than yours, dear, I couldn't believe it! I didn't know penis' came that big." Without thinking, she admitted to pushing her ass back against it, wanting to feel its hardness pressing against her. At this point, she assumed that Michael was still asleep. When she felt him pulling her nightgown up, she knew she had been mistaken, but she did nothing to stop him. In fact, my wife felt herself raising her hips up to allow him to push the material up over her ass. Sonya felt the head of his cock pushing between her legs as Michael began to dry hump her thighs. "My God, Bill, his cock head was coming out the other side of my legs! It was such a turn-on, I had to feel it inside me! I couldn't resist!" Without thinking about the danger, Sonya said she rotated around so that she was now facing Michael. Not saying a word, she pushed him on his back, hoisted up her nightgown, pulled her panties over to the side, and mounted him. "I don't know how long it took before I was able to fit the whole thing inside me. Christ, I came the first time when I was only about halfway down the damn thing! I wanted to scream each time he went deeper, but I couldn't. With you being next to me, I had to take it slow and quiet, but somehow that just made the fucking more erotic. It was so dangerous, you know." Hell, yeah, I knew! My wife was confessing to fucking another man while I lay sleeping in the same bed. Even knowing what a sound sleeper I am, she must have thought she was going to be caught, but she was too far gone to care. I had never thought Sonya was capable of that level of sexual passion. My wife continued to ride Michael for quite some time—"he must have lasted at least a half an hour, maybe more. He just let me ride and ride, getting all the pleasure I could get. I've never felt anything like it. I came twice more, plus a little one when I felt him finally come inside me"—before they finally released one another and went back to sleep. Sonya said she fell asleep right away, "feeling more satisfied than I can ever remember. I wasn't even thinking about what was going to happen the next day." Well, the next day had come and gone, but I could see why she hadn't confessed at the convention. Now we were back home, and Sonya was waiting to see how I reacted. Oddly, she had a huge grin on her face instead of a contrite look begging for forgiveness. As I started to say how disappointed I was that she would cheat on me like that, she interrupted me. "Oh, don't give me that bullshit, Bill. You're not disappointed, you're actually turned on by it, aren't you? Look at this hard-on you've got." She reached down and grabbed my crotch, giving it a hard squeeze. I looked down, surprised. I was hard! And, I realized, I was overcome with the desire to make love to my wife right then! "Since you like fucking so much, you little slut, then that's what you're going to get!" I grabbed her, pulling her to me and gave her a passionate kiss. "You're about to get your second cock of the weekend, lady!" She giggled as I fiddled with her blouse. "I can forgive you for fucking Michael like that; those kind of impulsive one-time things can happen before you even think about it, I guess. I'm just kind of surprised that you succumbed to something like that . . . surprised and turned on, baby!" With the blouse and bra off, I was nuzzling her breasts when I heard her voice saying something about " . . . not a one-time thing . . ." I pulled my face from her cushy chest and looked her in the eye. They had a mischievous glint, and it was clear she had more to tell me, and now rather than appearing nervous, Sonya seemed to be enjoying herself as she related to me what she and Michael had done yesterday. Twice during the day, instead of going to workshops, they had slipped back up to our room to make love. While I was diligently listening to information concerning short sells and industriously taking notes to share with both of them, Sonya and Michael were on our bed banging each other! My wife referred to both of them as 'quickies' ("though, honestly dear, he did last longer both times then you normally do") and they returned to the workshops as soon as they were finished, but somehow this infidelity stung more than the first. We had been struggling with finances, as had everyone we knew in the business, and the whole purpose of the conference had been for us to gather up ideas for how to further our business. Yet my wife had chosen to spend much of the time fucking another man instead of taking care of business. I had no idea who I was married to after 17 years! Of course, Sonya couldn't help but point out that my cock was still hard, "so you must not be too upset. You're still dying to fuck me, aren't you Bill?" I couldn't very well deny it. "I bet you'd rather fuck me than that pretty Panamanian maid you were eying over the weekend." She rubbed her breasts against my chest. "What do you say, Bill? Am I sexier than that little maid, or not?" Despite everything, I was more turned on than I had ever been. The young girl had been a pert cutie, but I couldn't deny that right now I would rather be inside my wife than anywhere else. "Yes, damn it, you're sexier then she is! God, I have to fuck that cheating cunt of yours!" Laughing tauntingly, my wife said "Not just yet, babe. You haven't heard everything yet. First of all, your little girlfriend walked in on us the second time we went to our room. We forgot to put up the 'Do not disturb' sign, and she caught us right in the middle of me giving Michael of a blow job. Honey, I know you won't believe this, but I didn't even stop! As she watched us I tried to stuff as much of that big fat cock into my mouth as possible. Michael was so turned on, he almost came right there!" Sonya giggled. "What was funny was that before she closed the door, she gave us a smile and said something about 'muy grande'. I don't know if she meant it looked grand or whether he was very large, but believe me Bill, both were true! I doubt she would have said the same thing if she had caught you and I making love." Sonya no longer was acting like she was worried about getting me to forgive her; now she was enjoying teasing me with the knowledge of how superior Michael was as a lover. She continued on, saying "Of course, we also made love again last night, with you sleeping right through it all again." Christ, another man had made love to my wife four times in 24 hours—a number we rarely reach in a week anymore--and I had no clue! Twice I was even in the room, and still I was unaware my wife was cuckolding me? Could she have been doing this for years and just choosing to tell me now? Who knows: certainly not I! Sonya related how this time, after allowing me sufficient time to go to sleep, they had both slipped out of bed to make love on the chair. After eating her to a quiet orgasm, Sonya returned to the favor with another blowjob before mounting him. She rode him for awhile face to face, but eventually Michael had her turn so he was fucking her from behind. "He wanted me to look at you while he fucked me, Bill. He said it was the nastiest thing he'd ever done, fucking a guy's wife while the guy was just a few feet away. He doubted he'd ever had a chance like it again, and he wanted to remember it." I commented that it didn't seem like the kind of thing anyone would ever forget, and my wife giggled in agreement. "You're so right, honey, especially with all the dirty things Michael was whispering in my ear." I asked her what kind of things, and though Sonya pretended to be reluctant to tell me, I could see she was excited by the prospect. She was loving how she was able to turn me on and belittle me at the same time. "He would stick his dick in a ways then tell me to let him know when he got to where you normally reach. Once I did, he kept saying 'This part of your cunt is mine! Bill's dick will never reach this!' He made me repeat over and over again how much better he was than you, and how much I loved his cock." My wife stared into my eyes and rubbed my dick as she said this, gauging my reactions. When I said nothing, she continued. "He told me that he was going to fuck me whenever he wanted, and that he would soon stretch my pussy out so much I wouldn't be able to feel you. When I replied that wouldn't take long, he made me promise to fuck him at least twice a week from now on. He told me some of the places he was going to fuck me, including in the office, and at some of the houses we're showing. When he started talking about fucking me in every room in our house, he lost it, honey. He shot his load up into me as he talked about taking me in our own kitchen. Damn, I thought he got so loud then that surely you would wake up, but I guess you really can sleep through anything." I was so turned on I would have fucked her through a chastity belt. I pulled Sonya to me, saying "I guess I'd better fuck you now while you can still feel me then! Come here, you slut!" To my disappointment, she pulled away from me tauntingly and walked over to her cell phone. "Who the hell are you calling?" "Seeing how well you're taking this, Bill, I've got to try a fantasy I've had for years. I'm calling Michael and telling him to come over. I want to feel that cock of his filling my pussy the way it needs while you fuck my asshole! I don't think one cock's going to be enough for me anymore, sweetie." I told my wife to make the call. Sharing a Blowjob It was the night of our first "shared sex" party and I had to call Karen to tell her my flight was running late. "Babe I'm going to be an hour or two late getting in but you head off to the party and I'll meet you there." "Oh Dave I can't do that love. I'm so nervous as it is. I'll wait for you" "Listen Karen, it'll be ok. I'm not sure how late I'll be but I promise I'll get there as soon as I possibly can. You can hook up with Jim and Penny and go with them. They'll take care of you." She laughed and said. "I know Jim will take care of me." Just the way she said it gave me butterflies. I knew Jim would take good care of her. He'd been lusting after her ever since we first met. "Ok go and have fun. Don't wait for me, I'll catch up when I get there.Bye Babe" "Bye honey. Hurry home" The rest of my flight was a torment. I was so horny I could hardly sit still. I felt like going to the washroom and masturbating but managed to control myself. The cab drive home from the airport was an agony of sexual fantasy. At home I showered and changed in a rush and headed over to the party house a few blocks away. I was nearly two hours late and didn't have any really good idea what to expect. We'd never done anything like this before and had been both nervous and excited at the same time. It had taken us a long time to get up the courage to accept the invitation from Jim and Penny to go with them to one of their open sex parties. The house was modern and quite large. We didn't know the hosts but Jim and Penny had partied with them a few times and were enthusiastic about their adventures there. The lights were obviously turned low and I was in a fit of nervous anticipation when I rang the bell. A tall attractive blonde in heels and stockings and garter belt and nothing else answered the door. I took her to be in her mid to late forties, but very well preserved. I stood there struck dumb until she reached for my hand and said "You must be Dave. Karen told me you would be getting here soon." With that she stepped closer and kissed me on the mouth, teasing my lips with her tongue. I kissed her back and had to resist wrapping my arms around her and crushing her to me right there and then. I did resist. "Hi that's right, I'm Dave" "I'm Deb, Dave, come in and take your clothes off. I've been making sure Karen has been well taken care of. You have some catching up to do" and she smiled at me. I could hardly breath as she led me into a small sitting room just off the hall and started to undress me, casting my clothes off onto the floor. I slipped out of my shorts and shoes and socks and was totally nude in seconds. Deb immediately knelt in front of me and took my already erect cock into her mouth. It was all I could do to resist cumming into her mouth almost immediately. She very expertly sucked briefly and then to my surprise, stopped and stood up and took me in her arms and kissed me, a deep passionate tongue kiss. She stepped back and smiled and said "That was just a sample. I'll show you around and find Karen for you but you have to promise to come and find me soon and fuck me. Promise?" and she smiled that beautiful sexy smile again. What else could I do. I promised. She took my hand and lead me into the house. The lights were quite low but it was easy to see naked or nearly naked couples dancing to soft music and others scattered around the big living room in various stages of sexual embraces. Deb turned to me and stroked my raging hard on and kissed me on the lips. "Look around a bit. You're sure to find Karen but you have to be prepared. She's been well used so far and is probably being fucked right now." My knees almost gave way on me but I smiled bravely and thanked Deb. I promised that as soon as I'd found Karen I'd come and find her and keep my promise. With that I started a search. I felt I just had to establish contact with Karen before I did anything else. It sounds stupid, even as I say it but it had to be the starting point. And I'm glad I did look for her. I found her just coming out of an upstairs bedroom. She was beautiful. Her hair was mussed and she had an almost delerious look on her face. Like Deb she was in black heels and stockings and garter belt but one stocking had come loose and was down around her knees. She looked well fucked and I almost came just looking at her and imagining what she'd been doing. She smiled when she saw me and ran to me and wrapped her arms around me. I was trembling as I held her close. I tried to kiss he but she turned her head away. "What...?" was all I could get out. "I have to tell you Honey," she said thickly, "I've been getting fucked but I've also just sucked a guy off in there." I couldn't help it. I almost froze. It took me a few seconds to try to compose myself. My beautiful wife, a virgin when we met and a faithful spouse for ten years had just been fucking and sucking cocks. I was excited and incensed at the same time. I loved her so much and we'd taken a long time to make the decision to attend one of these parties, but the reality was not easy. My sexual arousal won out, as I knew it would. I took Karens face in my hands and turned it up to me and I kissed her full on the lips, pushing my tongue into her hot sticky mouth which she opened to me in a passionate kiss, our tongues playing in her last guys' leftover cum. I put my arms around her and pressed my hot hard cock against her lovely soft belly crushing her lovely tits agains my chest. I was overcome with passion. I wanted to fuck her right there on the floor, I wanted to used her slutty mouth like a cunt. I wanted to be inside her totally. I couldn't stop kissing her. I'd never tasted cum before but knew that's what I was tasting in her mouth. And I loved it.At the same time I wanted to fuck every woman in the house. I wanted it all. But most of all I wanted to fuck Karen while she descibed to me in detail what she'd done since she'd arrived at the party. "You don't mind me kissing you with someone elses cum in my mouth love?" "No I love it Babe, I hate it but I love it. Feed me some cum while I fuck you." I think Karen was surprised at my reaction but pleased too. "Oh I love you so much Honey. It's so sexy that you like cum in my mouth. I want you so badly but we're suppose to not fuck our spouses until we go home. House rules" she smiled at me. "Oh god" was all I could say. "Ok I guess I'll have to live with that Babe" I managed to get out after a couple of seconds. "But tell me what you've been doing. How many guys have you fucked and how many cocks have you sucked? How many guys shot into your cunt and mouth?" I wanted to know and I was also almost dreading knowing but I was excited by what I knew I'd hear. She tookl my hand and led me to a settee, pushing me onto it and sitting on my lap. Holding my engorged cock between her legs and putting her arms around me, she kissed me again, her tongue playing with mine. "Are you sure you want me to tell you?" "I'm sure." I managed. "Promise you won't be angry?" "I promise." My second promise of the night."how many guys have fucked you?" "Four guys but they all took a long time with me. Deb was so helpful, getting me undressed, and introducing me but I have to tell you she took her time undressing me and her hands were all over me too" "Wow! Did you like that?" "I have to admit it did. She didn't go too far but she did carress my tits and tweak my nipples and she stroked my cunt a little too. She said it was just to get me in the mood but I already was in the mood" She laughed. "Of course Jim was right there when we went in and followed me around while she introduced me. He obviously intended to be first." "Was he?" "Yes, and he took the longest too" she smiled again and kissed me. I could still taste cum in her mouth."He was taking so long another guy came and joined us. My first time to have two cocks in me at the same time" "Oh my god!" I was ready to explode. "In your mouth?" was all I could say. "Yes love, one in my mouth and one in my cunt and I loved it. They both came amost at the same time. Oops, I was wrong, five guys fucked me. I forgot. I had two guys at once a little later too. And they both came in me" "And how many cums have you swallowed?" "Four or Five, I've lost count. I can tell that excites you Honey. Are you really sure you love me?" "I do Babe, I do. I want to watch you get fucked too, and watch up close while you suck a guy off. I need that really. Do it for me now?" "Oh Honey that's so exciting. I'll do anything for you. Except anal here tonight. That's another house rule" "Too bad" I smiled at her and kissed her again. "I'd love to see you with 3 guys in you all at the same time" "You're so terrible Honey. I love you. I'll do anything you want" "Let's go and find you a guy to suck off then" It didn't take long. Karen led me into a bedroom where two couples were fucking on one bed. One of the guys climbed off his partner still very much erect and therefore obviously ready for Karen's attention. Without any hesitation my lovely wife knelt in front of him before he could leave and took his cock in her mouth. I knelt behind her and reaching around took her soft lovely tits in my hands as he slid his cock deep into her mouth. She was sucking, I could tell by her concave cheeks but he took her hair in his hands and proceeded to use her mouth like a cunt. I had my face right next to hers and was kneading her breasts alternately with one hand as I reached down between her legs and began caressing her cunt, my cock between her legs and pressing up. I watched her cheeks bulge and deflate as he thrust in and out faster now and urgently. She was excited by his fucking and my my caresses too I'm sure her hands on his ass helping him fuck her sweet mouth. As he exploded into her mouth she backed off a little and his cock sprayed cum into and all around her open mouth. She was gulping and swallowing and now had his cock in her hand milking it, still pumping cum. She suddenly surprised me by directing it right at my mouth which I admit had been hanging open. My first taste of cum direct from the source. I didn't close my mouth. Karen was gazing at me, her face flushed, her eyes bright and excited. He finished cumming and she let go of his cock, turning to face me and pulled me down onto her on the floor. Her sperm donor forgotten by both of us. "Fuck me Honey. Fuck the house rules, I need you to fuck me now!" So I did! She planted her hot slutty mouth slick with his cum on my open mouth and our tongues played in the new hot cum. Her beautiful cunt was wet with four or five other cums, her mouth was full of another guys cum. Her cunt was full with my cock. It slid into her well used cunt so easily. I plunged deep into her, hard as I could into her and came right then, bursting hot cum deep into the willing cunt. "Don't stop cumming love. I want my cunt to be filled with cum tonight, yours and a lot of others. Tell me you'll still love me" "I'll still love you Babe, but tell me you'll be my slut, my whore to use however I want. That you'll fuck whoever I tell you to, any way I tell you you to" "I'll be your slut, your whore love. Use me. take me and get me fucked some more here tonight. I'll fuck anyone you want me to any way you want, any time you want but promise you'll fuck me afterward every time and that'll you'll always always love me." I promised. My third promise of the night, and we got up and went downstairs to fuck. Sharing a Cab My ears were ringing a bit as I stepped out into the street. The cool air felt nice against my skin after being packed on the floor, pressed against strangers, sharing sweat and breathing in the musky smell of a hundred writhing bodies. As uncomfortable as it was being packed into the space with music blaring at me through the speakers a few feet from my face, I have to admit I found it incredibly sexy. All those random anonymous arms rubbing against me, hips bumping into me, hands grazing my ass and thighs. It was a little after 12 when the show ended and the crowd spilled out onto the pavement onto an otherwise desolate street. A fine mist had begun to descend on the city and the idea to start searching for a cab quickly entered my slightly drunk mind. The friend I had come with met a guy inside when we first went in and they had been flirting throughout the show. As we got to the door to the street, my friend leaned in and whispered "Hey, I think I'm gonna head back with this guy, ok? Will you be alright getting home on your own?" I turned to look at her and then stole a glance at the guy who was following behind her closely, looking anxious to hear my answer as though he and my friend needed permission. "Sure, I'll be fine," I said to her, and then whispered to her with a sly smile, "Have fun." She smiled back with the same devious look and headed off in the opposite direction with her new-found man. As they walked away I watched as he placed his hand on the small of her back, sliding it down to her ass. Seeing this made me feel a little disappointed to be heading home alone. Why hadn't anyone checked out my ass? Recalling what I looked like as I took one last look in the mirror as I left home, I was looking hot. My tight-fitting black top with the plunging neckline that dipped inches from my navel, the tight denim skirt that stopped dangerously close to the bottom curve of my ass, the black strappy heels that scream sex. Considering all of this, I began to think back if I had seen anyone at the show I had even wanted to go home with. I had glimpsed a few potential victims, but no one worth pursuing. I resigned myself to the idea that I was going to have to put my vibrator to work tonight. I turned the corner and started walking uptown, hoping I'd see a cab on the way. I wasn't the only person from the show who had this idea – groups of loud, drunken 20-somethings trickled up the street behind me. Suddenly, I spotted a cab coming down the street in the opposite direction. The light changed just in time as I ran across the street to grab it. As I got to the door of the cab, someone else reached for the handle as well. I looked up into a pair of chocolate brown eyes peeking out from behind tousled chestnut hair. We both just looked at each other for a moment, speechless. He smiled and asked, "Where are you heading?" "Umm… I'm going uptown… the west side." I stuttered a bit, overwhelmed by his caramel-coated voice. "Me too. Would you mind sharing it with me?" He grinned slyly now. "Sure," I replied, returning the smile. I stepped back to let him into the cab, hoping to catch a glimpse of his ass on his way in, but he insisted I go first. I wondered if he was being chivalrous or if he had the same idea I did. I climbed in, letting him get a good look if that's what he wanted. He followed me into the cab as I told the driver where I was going. The guy pulled the door closed behind him and the driver drove off. We sat there silently for a few minutes. I tried to get a better look at the rest of him out of the corner of my eye – an olive green t-shirt with a red star printed on the front, slightly baggy jeans, green suede Adidas. I could also see that he was staring at my thigh. I looked over at him and he did the same. We smiled shyly and turned away from each other. "What's your name?" he asked. "Dahlia. You?" "That's pretty. I'm Jeremy." The cab got quiet again. His left hand was resting on the seat inches from my thigh. My skin was burning – I wanted to feel his hands on me so badly. I started to slowly slide my legs open so that my right thigh could just barely touch his fingertips. From the corner of my eye I could see that Jeremy had noticed what I was doing. He looked down at his hand touching my thigh and then looked up at me to see if it was intentional. I looked down at his hand too, which was enough of a sign for him to let his fingertips travel up onto my thigh. His whole hand pressed against my skin, wrapping around to my inner thigh, and squeezing gently. I was mesmerized by his hand on me. I wondered if– no, hoped – he would discover the dampness developing inches from his fingers. I put my hand on his and encouraged him to move up to the wet, aching opening between my legs. I let out a muffled moan the moment his fingers grazed against the silky crotch of my panties. His fingers slipped beneath the fabric, dipped inside me and then circled the opening with the slick juice that was practically dripping from me at this point. He began sliding back and forth along the lips and rubbing my clit as I reached over to reciprocate. I could feel his hard cock pressing eagerly against his jeans. The cab hit a pothole as I unzipped Jeremy's fly. I reached in, releasing his throbbing dick from his pants. I glanced quickly at the cab driver to see if he was watching us, if he could see what we were doing, but he seemed pretty focused on the road ahead of him. I looked over at Jeremy, looking into his eyes, watching him as I leaned over to take him into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around his thick, fleshy cock and began bobbing my head up and down, sucking mercilessly. I could hear him moaning softly, trying hard to keep himself from being heard. I started moving faster and I could tell it was getting more difficult from him to silence himself. With my right hand I could feel his balls tensing up. And then, suddenly, I felt him cum shoot straight at the back of my throat, warm and sweetly sour. I picked my head up from his lap and looked up at him, carefully wiping my lips. We were about a block from my apartment. I squirmed, pulling my skirt down, while Jeremy tucked his dick back into his pants. "Right here is fine," I said to the driver as I dug into my purse for a $10 bill. He pulled up to the building and Jeremy and I looked at each other. "So, are you gonna come up?" I asked, grinning. "Of course," he replied, "I'm nowhere near home." "But I thought you said you lived up here too?" I asked, confused. "I lied."