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Girl's Night Out

By: HollyJae



Tonight was the night. I had planned this for months, but I was waiting for the right opportunity to present itself. Sara and I were finally going out together, alone. No guys, no husband or friends. It was going to be just the two of us girls out on the town. My husband was away on business and wouldn't be home for days. Sara lives alone and wouldn't be missed for a day or two. She arrived at my house at 7:00pm and our usual pre-bar ritual began. We both got ready as we had a few drinks and put on our clothes. We had been friends for about 5 years now. We are quite a contrast. She is 23 and I am 30. I am 5'5, 135lbs., with shoulder length wavy blonde hair, green eyes. I have 36C's, 28" W and 34" hips. Anyway, Sara is really small, about 5'0, 100 lbs, brown hair and brown eyes. She has really huge breasts I think 36DD's and a tiny waist about 23" and probably 30" hips. Tonight I was wearing my brown/white snake-skin patterned mini skirt and tight white shirt which shows my tits nicely. Sara was in her hot pink mini and tight white shirt also. Both of us had on heels, her's were black, mine brown. We both looked hot all "slutted up" as we called it.

We got to the bar at about 9:30pm and started drinking and dancing. We were having a blast rubbing all over each other as all the guys would stand around us and drool. We kept this up until about 1:00am when I began to set my plan into action. Sara is a light weight and was pretty much trashed. I had paced my drinking so although I was buzzed I still had my wits. I slipped my "magic" pill into Sara's drink while she wasn't looking. I grabbed mine and toasted, "Here's to ladies night out". Sara picked up her drink, tapped mine and guzzled. I sucked mine down in excitement and thought, "It won't be long now". It only took about 15 minutes for it to kick in. I could see it in her eyes as they started to glaze over. She slumped down in her seat. "Sara, are you OK honey?" I asked innocently. She didn't respond. I thought to myself...."here we go, no turning back now". I slid into her side of the booth and wrapped her arm around me. I got us up and proceeded to head to the door. She was a little heavier than I thought, must have been because she was near to unconscious. I struggled a little as I walked to the door. Some guys offered to help. I said, "No thanks". I got her to the car and put her in the front seat. I jumped in to the driver's side and sped off. My heart was pounding in shear excitement and anticipation as I thought about all I had in store for my best friend.

We got to my house and I pulled both our cars into the garage. I got Sara out and helped her into the house. I took her downstairs to our own personal "dungeon" which consists of a four-poster bed in a sound proof room. I placed her on the bed on her back. I used fuzzy handcuffs to secure her wrists together and attached them over her head to a strap that my husband installed for our pleasure. I then attached each of her ankles to each of the footboard posts so she was spread open before me. God, she looked so hot still in her bar clothes all tied up. I felt my pussy getting wetter and my nipples were hard as stones. I hated to cover her face, but I couldn't take a chance of her finding out it was me. Our friendship would be over and I couldn't stand to lose her as a friend. I placed the leather blindfold over her eyes. I then took out some head phones attached to the nearby stereo and placed them over her ears so she wouldn't be able to hear me. I know that she wouldn't because my husband and done this to me before, it is a very effective way of keeping your slave from hearing anything except her own thoughts. It would be another few hours before she would start to come around so I began to prepare my tools.

I had several different sizes, shapes and functions of toys. My favorite of course would be the double-sided strap on but that would be later. I proceeded to lay them all out along the table along side the bed. I then went and took a shower to rinse off my scent, she would recognize the smell of my perfume and lotion. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail so she wouldn't know I was a woman. I then dabbed old spice all over me. I then dressed in leather pants and a men's long sleeve shirt. I didn't want her to feel my soft skin next to hers. I wanted her to believe it was a man so she wouldn't ever suspect me. I put on surgical gloves and began my assault.

I turned on the stereo that would play heavy metal and hard rock until the wee hours inside her own personal hell. She started to move a little. I then got on top of her. Straddling her stomach, I began to slap her around a bit to get her to come to. It took a few times before I saw her come fully awake. She began to struggle against her bonds trying to kick. She started to scream out. I covered her mouth with my hand. She stopped struggling for a moment. I wanted to kiss her so badly, to suck on that beautiful mouth and taste her, but I knew she would know it was a woman. I pulled out small butt plug and placed it in her mouth then ducked taped it in place. That started her struggling again. I couldn't stand it, I started to giggle and laugh. She was helpless; totally mine to do with as I pleased. I thought to myself, "this is gonna be fun".

I pulled out my knife and started to caress her face with it. She immediately stopped struggling. She was breathing hard now probably from fear and the realization that she couldn't escape her fate. My pussy was drenched. I slid the knife down to her neck letting the cold steel touch her warm flesh. I caressed her breasts through her bra and shirt. I then moved it down over her flat belly and up to the top of her shirt. I slowly began to cut her shirt off. The sound of the fabric tearing raised my level of excitement another notch as I exposed her white satin bra and bare stomach. I sliced through the arms of the shirt, revealing her skin and trying to be careful not to cut her. I was so excited and turned on that my hands were shaking. The straps of her bra were next to go revealing her big beautiful tits. Her nipples were hard, out of fear or excitement, I don't know. I pressed the cold steel against her right nipple and watched her start to squirm. A low fearful moan came from the back of her throat. I started to torture her nipple. Pinching, twisting and pulling the nub, while watching my lover wiggle. She tried in vain to get away from my touch. Her breathing was becoming loud and fast. Her tiny whimpers would punctuate each different abuse my hand would perform. She sucked in a deep breath when I bit down gently on the tip of her nipple. It was hard not to lick or suck on it, but I again I didn't want her to feel a woman's lips suckle her. I was supposed to be a man remember. Not wanting her other tit to feel neglected, I switched the knife to my right hand and started to abuse her other nipple. I could feel pounding in my pussy and I almost came right there. I thought to myself, "what fun would that be?" Next, I pulled out two nipple clamps, applying one to her right nipple. Sara cried out in pain from behind her gag. Before she could prepare herself for the other, I quickly slapped that one on too, knowing how painful they were from my own personal experience.

Positioning myself between Sara's legs, I used the knife to cut off her skirt revealing her beautiful completely shaved pussy. Neither one of us wear underwear, so I knew she would be bare. Both of us shave our pussies as well and hers looked so beautiful, all spread and ready for anything. I slid the knife along her pretty legs, gently scraping the skin on her inner thighs, stopping just short of her pussy. The knife then made its way over her stomach as I watched her belly quiver with each pass. I could smell the fear on her as well as the excitement building between her legs. I reached down to finger her pussy folds surprised to find my glove wet with her lust. I couldn't resist so I had to taste her on my fingers. I started to suck on my fingers. "MMMMMM". Her sweet musky taste made my mouth water. I wanted to eat her out right then and there, make her scream with pleasure. But I had to remind myself that I was a man tonight, maybe next time. Since she was already wet (a pleasant surprise), I grabbed my silver bullet vibrator and turned it on. I then placed it at the entrance of her wet cunt. My slimy fingers began to slowly tease her clit as the vibrator entered her cunt. I left her clit alone. I know the torture a vibrator can inflict being placed inside your pussy with no clitoral stimulation. She started to squirm after the first few minutes of the buzzing. As I watched her torture, I grabbed the nipple clams and gently pulled on them. Her head shot up off the bed and I heard her scream behind the butt plug in her mouth. She then began kicking and pulling at her restraints. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to come. I quickly put on my double-sided strap on, sliding one end inside my dripping, throbbing pussy. I pulled the vibrator out of her pussy and shoved it in her ass. It went it easily because she wasn't expecting it and her cunt was sloppy wet. She was on her back and secured, so I knew it wasn't going anywhere. I then positioned myself at her entry and placed the head of the 8"long 2.5" wide dildo at the entrance of her pussy. She started to wiggle as I slowly pressed into her. I closed my eyes as I imagined what it had felt like inside of me when I used it on myself only a few days ago as I had thought of this very moment. I slammed into her the last few inches and felt it bump up against her cervix. It pushed the one inside me deeper and I could feel the vibrations from her ass as I started to ride my sweet Sara. I began to pound into her brutally, no longer able to control my lust. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them as I rode her faster and faster. Reaching up, I grabbed her around the throat to pull her into me harder sending the dildo inside me deeper against my cervix. I couldn't help myself and I started to cum violently.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH....OOOOOOOOHHHH.....YEESSSSSS!!!!!YOUU FUCKING BBBBBITTTTTCCHHHH!" I screamed as my body started to shake with each thrust. I had a hard time keeping my rhythm as my orgasm reached its peak. Still shaking from the orgasm, I tried to catch my breath. I looked down at Sara's face and saw her breasts heaving as she also tried to catch her breath. I hoped she came too. In my excitement I couldn't tell. So I had to make sure. I pulled off the dildo I had been pounding into Sara and replaced it with a double dong. I positioned myself between her legs, pulled the vibrator out of her ass and slid the double dong inside her pussy and ass. I also placed the finger vibrator over my thumb so I could torture her clit as I pounded her two holes. I started to ride her again, this time under more control. I slide in and out of her gently as the vibrator teased her clit. She started to try to grind her pelvis up towards me to take me in deeper and I watched as she started to cum crying out behind her plug. Her body began shaking violently as I showed her clit no mercy, holding the vibrator in place as I rammed deep inside her. She just kept screaming and cumming as I pounded away at her. After several minutes, she finally collapsed. I removed the vibrator and double dongs.

And that was only the beginning of our first adventure

Girl's Night Out



"It's just going to a be night of us gossiping and having a few drinks that's all." Melony assured her husband while checking her earrings. When satisfied with her jewelry she started putting on her lipstick and applying the rest of her make-up.

"Yeah well I know how Annelene and Tessa are and how much trouble they like getting into." He placed his hands on her shoulders and bumped her ass with his crotch.

"Yeah and you know how I am so don't worry about me getting into any trouble." She laughed pushing her ass cheeks against his cock and rubbing them back and forth. "But if you keep teasing me I might not leave at all and spend your guy's night in fucking your brains out."

"And that's bad why?" he asked chuckling. 

"I know how much you and your friends like watching the World Cup soccer games and I would so hate to make you miss out." She finished applying her make-up and turned around to give him a kiss.

"World what?" he asked her looking back and forth in the air. "Soccer game? What soccer game?" Melony kissed him again and wrapped him in a big hug.

"Drink beer, get drunk, hoot and holler at the game, be a guy and let us girl's be girls!" she laughed.

"Have all the fun you could possibly have dear. You've earned it for being such a wonderful wife."

"I love you." She said giving him a final kiss.

"I love you too." Melony gathered her purse and checked her self one last time in a full-length mirror, she was wearing her favorite outfit of a halter top with no bra and skin tight stretch pants over a g-string and spike high heels on her feet. She didn't think she was hot to anyone but her husband but at the moment she didn't really care since it was girl's night out only. Annelene and Tessa were due to show up soon so she walked to the front door to meet them when they arrived.

"I'll see you later sweetie, enjoy the game." She called to her husband.

"I will, enjoy you three enjoy yourselves." He answered. Melony stepped out of the house and waited on the porch for a few minutes before Annelene and her husband arrived. Annelene was dressed to get many stares from many horny guys just like Melony was only her outfit of choice was a pair of hot pants and a tube top of matching colors. As she got closer Melony could easily see her pussy lips outlined by the very tight hot pants.

"Hey gorgeous." Annelene's husband waved at Melony.

"Hey sexy, you going to fuck me anytime soon like you keep promising?" Annelene asked Melony.

"Only if you're a good girl." Melony winked.

"But that's no fun I'll never be good."

"Horny bitch, where's Tessa at?" Melony gave her friends a light hug before Annelene's husband walked into the house to watch the soccer game that was coming on in a few minutes.

"She'll be along soon, her brothers wanted to stop at the market to grab some munchies so the guys could make pigs of themselves."

"And that's different from us how?" Melony asked.

"Well I at least intend to drink myself into a drunken stupor. I can't speak for the rest of you."

"Let's ask Tessa what she intends to do, here she comes now." Melony pointed out a dark blue sedan driving down the street that pulled up in front of Melony's house. Their friend Tessa got out of the driver's side and her two brothers got out of the back seat. They opened the passenger's door and started pulling out bags of groceries.

"Get in girls, let's get this party started!" Tessa called to them from the side of her car. She was wearing her signature super short skirt that hugged her hips and stopped just below her ass, her top was something new though, it was a shirt front with no back at all, only strings tied together at three different points. Although they had told their husbands they were on an innocent night out the way they were dressed told otherwise. Fortunately their husbands didn't really seem to care, either their night of watching the soccer game was equally fake or they were actually that ignorant. The women knew better but decided to have as much fun as they could husband free for this night only. 

"So where are we going? Some seedy strip where a tip gets you more than legal fun?" melony asked. Normally she was the conservative type but all the ribbing she had gotten from her friends made her determined to show them both up, combined.

"Nah, even better. I found this club on the web where couples and singles go to get laid, we're going to check it out." Tessa announced to her car mates. Annelene was sitting in the back watching Melony's house fade away from view.

"Sounds like fun, too much fun for Melony though I hope she'll be able to handle it." She winked to Melony sitting shotgun.

"You don't think I'm dressed like this for my good fashion sense do you?" she asked lighting a cigarette. "I'm going to have more fun than my husband would ever approve of without him." She smiled allowing her breath of smoke to escape her painted lips.

"That's my girl!" Tessa called out patting Melony's thigh. The rest of the drive involved the women telling each other tales of what they may or may not do to each other if ever given the chance. Tessa was the only one of the three that had been with another woman but that was only once and Melony had only been with a couple of other men besides her husband. Annelene was somewhere in the middle but had never slept with anyone but her husband since she'd been married. At least not without her husband anyway they did enjoy group sex.

"Here we are. Either of you ever been to a place like this?"

"Nope." Melony told her tossing her cigarette butt out the car window.

"No and I'm starting to wonder why." Annelene was the first to climb out of the car, she stood checking out the line of customers waiting to get in. While the three women were certainly dressed outlandishly they were no match for the rest of the crowd that was waiting to get in. Melony saw women that were wearing nothing more than tape above their waists and one man whose entire body was covered in an elaborate body paint design that depicted a forest and skyline. Even his bald head and face were painted.

"Wow." Tessa said joining the other two women standing in line. "Compared to this group we're dressed sensibly."

The wait to get topped an hour but they found out most of that time was because they had arrived before the popular sex club had even opened. The hours posted on the wall told the ladies the place was open until dawn, Melony smiled when she read that.

"Perfect." She muttered so that only her friends could hear. The other two women smiled at the remark and the entered the dark club. The place was separated into several rooms but none of them had doors, only a chain across the opening kept anyone out of the area but watching eyes had no such barrier and anyone walking by could see everything that went on inside. Most of the rooms were empty but many couples were getting themselves ready for a romp inside using just about every type and size of toy imaginable. Some of the tables had restraints built in and others had bars and rails that could have been used for tying someone up if you so desired. Melony, Tessa and Annelene walked the floor of the club watching the scenes play themselves out and rubbing their pussies and nipples teasing themselves into a horny frenzy. Melony's favorite room was the largest in the club and located near the center on the bottom floor. A huge plasma screen tv played porn movies while an assortment of couches, love seats and easy chairs were arranged in a semi-circle so that anyone could get a great view of the screen and beat off to the sex scenes played in front of them. Right now the room was mostly full of men but there were couples here and there enjoying more of each other than the movies.

"I'm going to hang out here." She told her companions.

"Ok, I'm going to wander around some more." Tessa told her.

"I'm going to check out the voyeur closets." Annelene responded. Melony walked through the couches slowly examing the men that were sitting in them. Some of them were hiding their cocks under towels or small blankets but one very good looking man was naked from the waist down his thick member sticking straight up in the air for him to stroke away.

"Anyone sitting here?" she asked him.

He looked up at her somewhat surprised but immediately smiled and patted the seat next to him.

"No, please." Melony sat down and made herself comfortable leaning up against him.

"Need help with that?" she asked pointing at his hard cock. He had started to put his pants back on but stopped when she asked and looked at her puzzled. Melony reached out and brushed her fingertips along the length of his shaft.

"You'll love it I promise." She reassured him.

"Sure, knock yourself out." He said kicking his pants off again. Melony wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and ran her hand up and down it's length pausing briefly to tease the tip before sliding her hand back down again. The man leaned back and sighed closing his eyes and enjoying Melony's strokes of his long cock. She wasn't even paying attention to the porn movie playing the background instead focusing her attention on the long meat under her fingertips. She started to stroke him faster but still held back just trying to keep him stimulated.

"Been here long?" she looked into his eyes.

"Hm? Oh, yeah about an hour." He smiled at her.

"It shows. I love your dick it's just long enough and fat enough. I bet it'll fill my pussy so good." She told him just before opening her mouth wide and swallowing him whole. He sucked in a quick breath before answering.

"Yeah I bet it will. Don't tell my wife you just swallowed my cock." He asked.

"Just don't tell my husband I'm sucking you off." She told him in between gulps. Melony was taking his cock all the way into her throat and sucking it running her tongue up and down the shaft before pulling him out stopping only to tease the tip with her tongue and stroke him a couple of times before taking him all the way back into her mouth. Soon instead of just sucking him she started sliding her lips up and down the length of him starting slowly and the rapidly sucking him taking care not to brush his length with her teeth.

"Oh my god you're driving me insane." His breath was getting heavy and he was arching his back trying to push his cock deeper into her mouth. Melony was now alternating between sucking him and stroking him with her hands.

"I love your cock, it's so nice in my mouth. I can't wait to stuff it in my hot pussy." Melony stood long enough to pull off her stretch pants and thong panties and the man sitting down still quickly pulled the straps of her halter top off her shoulders and down far enough to expose her large breasts. Taking his cock in her hand Melony kneeled between his legs so that he could play with her tits while she stroked him.

"I love your tits, Jesus these are so nice." He took both of her tits in his hands and massaged the soft flesh teasing her nipples with his thumbs and squeezing them gently.

"That feels so good." Melony sucked in her breath going wild with lust under his hands.

"Stand up I'm going to lick your cunt." Melony complied eagerly straddling his face. He was now laying down on the couch and Melony squatted over his head facing his legs. She looked around while her impromptu lover sucked on her clit and ran his tongue between her pussy lips and plunging it into her depths like a child licking up candy. Melony's eyes closed and her mouth opened, she lost control of her breath under the assault of his mouth and felt like she was going to come at any second.

Opening her eyes again Melony saw another man standing not more than a couple of feet away brazenly stroking his hard cock while watching her sit on the other man's face.

"Well are you just going to stand there or let me suck that thing?" she asked him.

"I thought you'd never ask." He told her moving close enough for Melony to suck him. Like the man beneath her she took him all the way to the hilt and ran her tongue all over him before sliding her mouth off and standing up next to the couch. The man underneath was changing positions to fuck her. Sliding her pussy onto his hard cock while taking a second into her mouth at the same time was heaven on earth for Melony and she struggled to keep herself from coming but once the man that was fucking her starting pumping her pussy she exploded all over him. Her orgasm was so intense she had to take the cock out of her mouth to ride it out without biting her second lover.

"Jesus this is so hot!" she whispered before taking lover number two back into her mouth while lover number one fucked her into a frenzy. Melony thought she was going to go crazy bouncing on top of one man while sucking off the other. It was tough to coordinate the two at first but after a short time she managed to figure it out and drove herself wild even more than the two men could have by themselves. 

"Oh god, oh god, oh god I'm going to come again!" she cried out. The man that was in her mouth took his dick out and positioned himself behind her while the man underneath pasued for a minute. It was just the break she needed to re-gain her composure and for lover number two to slowly push his dick into her ass.

"Mmmmmm, damn you do that so good." Her husband was an avid lover of anal sex and the two of them practiced it on a regular basis so Melony's ass accepted him easily. Now being double penetrated Melony's screams of passion were loud enough that anyone in the vast viewing room could hear her not that she cared. Some of them glanced over with mild annoyance before going back to the porn video and ignoring the three of them. Others turned to watch while a few more brave souls dared to walk up to the display and stand to watch, dicks in hand. Melony looked around at the onlookers while she was being fucked and reached for one of them taking his cock in her hand. Her mouth hung open and her eyes opened and shut from the wild horny passion that built inside her while the two men fucked both of her holes driving her straight to an explosive orgasm.

"Come here." She told the man nearest to her reach. Both of the other men were still fucking her like crazy and Melony started to wonder if they were going to come themselves soon. She took the third lover into her mouth and began sucking him while the other two pumped her pussy and ass with more and more vigor.

"Jesus Christ you three are driving me insane!" she shouted. Shortly after she did the first lover bucked and grunted betraying his orgasm while he came inside her hot box and the second pulled his cock out of her ass and shot his load all over her bare ass cheeks. Soon two more men whose dicks were already throbbing rock hard took position to fill her vacated pussy and ass. Despite having just had a third explosive orgasm Melony was brought right back to the brink by the audacity of her actions. Strange men whose names she didn't even know were fucking her and coming inside of her and she was happily married! Sucking eagerly on on man's cock she moaned loudly and started playing with her own nipples driving herself even further wild with lust. This time she came just as the two men inside her shot their loads of hot come into her body.

Once those two were finished the man she had been sucking took hold of her hair and shoved her onto her back on the couch. Spreading her legs as wide she could Melony allowed him to fuck her. Wildly he pounded her sex with the force of a jackhammer and her tits began swaying back and forth on her chest like giant pendulums. Crying out with the force of each impact she could feel her voice growing hoarse from all the screaming and finally she was starting to think that she'd had about enough. The man fucked her so vigoursly that she felt herself about to come for a fifth time but he beat her to it also shooting his load into her already filled pussy.

Pulling out he wiped himself off and walked away leaving her on the couch spent and exhausted. Soon she lit a cigarette and waited for Tessa and Annelene to find her. She cheerfully turned down any other requests to fuck her from both men and women too exhausted to go on. No one really seemed to mind since all of them had watched her get gang-banged and knew she was worn out.

Annelene went from one voyeur closet to the next watching couples engage in various sex acts and becoming extremely turned on. She had finally stopped outside of the room of this gothic couple that were lounging inside. Both of them were extremely beautiful and even though she had never slept a woman before this long-haired dark woman was a goddess in her eyes and since they had agreed that all bets were off she might just have a go at homosexual sex tonight. Like Melony she was also a smoker and long whisps of gray smoke were rising from her mouth as she lay on her side on the bed inside the room. The male that was with her was a strapping young man and perfectly Annelene's type. He stood next to the bed perfectly still and perfectly nude save for the cuffs around his wrists and ankles. The woman was wearing a corset cinched tightly around her waist, elbow-length fingerless gloves and thigh-high boots all shiny black latex.

To Annelen's surprise the woman stood up from the bed and walked to the door and opened it, then grabbed her by her hair and dragged her inside before slamming the door behind her. She threw Annelene onto the bed and started shouting at her.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing watching us? Do you think we're here to entertain you?" she stood with her hands on her hips and was suddenly very intimidating. Annelene wasn't sure how to respond, she looked over at the man who was sneering at her and looking out of the corner of her eye.

"I'm sorry ma'am I was just..."

"You will address me as Mistress." The woman took hold of Annelene's hair and spun her around then pulled off her ultra-short hot pants. The woman began raising one hand in the air and Annelene clenched her ass cheeks tightly and waited for the impact that was soon to come. A loud smack echoed in the room when the woman spanked her and sharp needles of pain flew through her ass, up her back and down her thighs.

"OW! I'm sorry Mistress! I'm so sorry I upset you!" she pleaded but secretly hoped the Mistress would spank her again.

"Mistress Raven bitch. Jesus you're pathetic you can't even get my fucking name right." Mistress Raven slapped Annelene's ass again with enough force to rend her skin from her flesh.

"OW! I'm sorry Mistress Raven!" she shouted her ass on fire with pain from only two slaps. This woman knew what she was doing even Annelene's husband couldn't spank her this good.

"You better be, strip." Annelene did not hesitate to obey her order excited at whatever Mistress Raven had in store for her.

"May please speak Mistress?" the man asked.

"This might be fun, sure John speak." Raven resumed her position on the bed lounging and lighting another cigarette.

"I feel that this intruder should be punished for interrupting our scene madam and I would like to punish her."

"Don't you mean fuck her?" Raven asked calmly never taking her eyes off of Annelene's naked body. John dropped his head at her correction.

"Yes Mistress."

"Well I agree that this little interrupting bitch needs to be taught a lesson and since such creatures are supposed to be beneath my notice I will allow you to punish her. Unless of course she disagrees that she should be punished.

"I'm sorry for my actions Mistress Raven, I agree I should be punished." She held her head down like she had John doing. Mainly to hide her smile though she was excited wondering what kind of abuse she would have to endure for spying on them. Raven held her cigarette in her mouth while she released John from his binds and Annelene though she couldn't possibly look any sexier than she did when she turned to face her, smoke again slowly exiting her mouth briefly forming a cloud in the air around her face.




Girl's Night Out



"I should just ignore you, you little insect but since I can't you're just going to have to suffer at the hands of my slave. Now since I didn't spank you anywhere near long enough I'll have my toy finish you off, just say 'red' when it gets too much at any time and we'll stop." Annelene kept that in mind when she bent over to receive her spanking from John. Her husband often spanked her and she liked to make it a game of "how long can I last before begging for mercy." If John could spank as hard as Raven though, she wouldn't last very long. 

Raven circled Annelene once occasionally feeling her up while John got prepared to deliver her punishment. Once she was done she sat on the couch, took one final drag on her cigarette before mashing it out and pointed straight at John. John's hand hit Annelene's ass with more force than raven's hand which Annelene found hard to believe. She screamed in pain and her body leaped forward on it's own before she settled back into position for the next blow. John spanked her several more times and Annelene screamed at the top of her lungs every time his hand hit her ass, pain blinded her and her body began to shake from the intense heat and pain that was radiating from her ass cheeks. Raven stopped John and Annelene breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's enough my slave her screams are getting on my nerves." She held his shoulders and kissed his forehead.

"Yes Mistress. It is a pleasure to serve you."

"It had better be." She turned on Annelene and lifted the woman's chin so that they both could look into each other's eyes. "And as for you I hope you've learned your lesson?"

"Yes Mistress Raven. I have enjoyed served you."

"You haven't served me yet. What the fuck makes you think I even want you serving me? You think having one slave isn't enough for me?"

"No Mistress."

"Explain yourself then."

Annelene wasn't sure what she had said wrong but she tried to go along with it.

"I'm sorry Mistress but I thought that..."

"Thinking is what got you into trouble again. I guess since you want to serve me and you keep pissing me off I'll give you a chance. Suck John's cock."

Annelene kneeled slowly trying to act like she was reluctant to suck John off but truth was she couldn't wait to wrap her lips around his now stiff and erect cock. Taking the head into her mouth she sucked gently and teased him with the tip of her tongue before sliding the whole way down his length swallowing his shaft whole.

"That's it bitch enjoy taking that cock in your mouth. Suck him till he shoots his load all over your face." Raven took a tight grip of Annelene's hair and pushed her head back and forth over John's cock making him throat fuck her. She braced herself trying not to gag but eventually choked on the large amount of saliva that gathered in her mouth. Raven pulled her head off of John's cock just long enough for Annelene to eject the spittle onto her own tits before having to suck John off again. Raven allowed her to suck him at her own pace before pushing her head back and forth onto him again until Annelene choked again. This repeated itself until Annelene's tits were covered in her own spit and John was moaning loudly like he was about to shoot his load into her mouth.

"That's it, suck him, suck him till he explodes all over your face." Raven released Annelene's hair and let her finish John off on her own. By now Annelene was so aroused she thought her pussy was actually dripping love juice onto the floor. She sucked John's cock eagerly barely able to stand waiting for him to get off, fortunately she didn't have to wait long. Several loud grunts and John finally pulled his dick out of Annelene's mouth shooting one spurt after another of hot semen onto her face. Annelene held open her mouth and closed her eyes as John emptied his ball sack all over her face. 

"Ok bitch now it's my turn. Lay down on that bed on your back and hold your ankles next to your ears." Raven demanded. She had pulled out a strap-on that was almost as big as Annelene's forearm and obviously had intentions of using it on her.

'That's too big Mistress, its way too big." She pleaded as she assumed the position Raven had ordered her to. Despite being slightly heavy Annelene was extremely flexible and placed her ankles next to her head with ease.

"Too fucking bad now quit whining and take it like the slut you are." Raven pushed the massive dildo easily into Annelene's depths and began fucking her like a mad woman.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my fucking GOD!" Annelene called out as Raven fucked her with the strap-on. She was going wild with lust and thought she was going to explode at any second.

"Come for me bitch, come for me!" Raven screamed at her looking her straight in the eye with a look of angry determination.

"Yes Mistress, I will come for you!" Annelene shouted barely able to hold back. She wanted to make her new Mistress wait for her first orgasm hoping the sexy woman would find it worthwhile. Her mouth hung open and her breath came in short rasps as she was being screwed.

"Come now! Come now bitch!" Annelene wasn't sure if it was the forcefulness of Raven's voice or the intensity that she was being fucked but she came faster and harder than ever before and also squirted pussy juice as she thrashed back and forth nearly bucking raven onto the floor. She screamed and flailed about for a couple of minutes caught in the throws of the wildest orgasm she'd ever had. Exhausted she lay on the bed struggling to catch her breath.

"Jesus are you ok?" Raven asked with genuine concern in her voice.

"I'm more than ok I'm going to die a very happy woman."

"Well that's no good." Raven told her smiling broadly.

"Something else that's no good Rave is that we need to finish up and go."

"Oh shit I'm sorry honey. What was your name again?" Raven asked Annelene taking off the strap-on and her fetish clothing. Annelene sat up and gathered her skimpy clothing.

"Annelene. It was an absolute joy to meet you both I loved every second of it." She hugged both of them and basked in their wide-eye smiles and kisses.

"We'll definitely have to do this again."

"Definitely."

Tessa was content to just walk around the club and watch some of the people inside doing various things to torture one another. Soon she sat down in a small lounge area where several couples were cuddling and talking to one another. Not really interested in talking to anyone she looked back and forth aimlessly admiring the many sexy men and women who were walking back and forth through the lounge. Despite being married to a man who was wonderful in bed she did miss being with a woman. Since neither of her best friends were bi-sexual she sometimes had to look elsewhere for female entertainment. Speaking of women she saw a small Asian woman sitting directly across from her admiring her legs.

The girl had extremely long black hair and wore nothing from her waist up covering her breasts with her left arm. Her right hand held a drink she was casually sipping and her legs were crossed hiding the treasure that would otherwise be exposed by the short leather skirt she was wearing. 

"Move your arm." Tessa told the girl who she found to be extremely attractive. Without saying a word the girl dropped her arm exposing her luscious tits.

"Nice, I approve." The girl re-placed her arm over her breasts and looked away apparently trying to spot someone. "I didn't say you could cover up." Tessa told her feeling especially brave. The fact that this girl had obeyed her command gave her a bit of a rush and she wanted to bend the girl to her will. The girl spread her arm over the back of the couch and sat topless but continued to look around trying to avoid Tessa's gaze.

Tessa got off her seat and sat next to the girl wrapping her arm over the girl's shoulders, still she said nothing but now she looked at Tessa nervously. Tessa now wanted this girl so badly she was willing to rape her right where she sat if she didn't do what Tessa wanted. The girl held her arms close to her and tried to slide away from Tessa while smiling nervously, Tessa held her arm firmly on the girl's shoulder so that she couldn't get away and took one of her tiny breasts in her hand.

"Very nice little girl I like you a lot." Again the Asian girl simply sat in place looking around as if she was trying to spot someone, who could she be looking for? Tessa was eager to find out so she stepped up her abuse of the girl trapped on the couch with her. Taking her hand off the girl's tit she lowered it down the girl's belly until she reached her skirt, which she pulled on until it exposed the girl's hidden sex. Rubbing her hand over the girl's clit and sliding one finger between her pussy lips Tessa was delighted to see her lean her head back with her eyes closed in response to Tessa's molestations. Taking a hold of her hair at the base of her neck Tessa pulled the girl's head back and kissed her solidly on the lips, her tongue probing deep into the girl's mouth. The girl responded by moaning into Tessa's kiss and she also began to squirm underneath trying feebly to push Tessa away. 

"I don't think so you're mine now bitch. Get on your fucking knees." She yanked the girl's hair until she had maneuvered her into position between Tessa's shapely thighs. The girl simply kneeled in front of Tessa and still wouldn't speak to her but no longer tried to get away while Tessa pulled her panties off before spreading her long legs and grabbing the girl's hair again.

"Eat it bitch and eat it good. If you do maybe I'll eat yours just as good." Tessa yanked the girl's hair as hard as she could the short distance from where she was kneeling to her waiting pussy. The girl moaned in pain but slowly began running her tongue along the surface of Tessa's sopping wet pussy. Sitting all around the two women were a few couples that were either watching them or too busy in their own sex capades to notice. Tessa ignored the gathered audience interested only in the gorgeous young woman now furiously licking up her pussy juices, sucking and teasing her clit and driving Tessa's sexual frenzy to a fever pitch. She still had a handful of the girl's hair but was writhing and squirming under the girl's tongue attacking her pussy like no one ever had before.

"Jesus Christ you are fucking driving me wild!" Tessa screamed at her victim. A couple of the other people in the lounge area turned briefly to look at her but soon went back to their lovers while Tessa thrashed back and forth on the couch inches from a nuclear orgasm. The girl clasped Tessa's thighs trying hard not to get her head crushed by Tessa opening and closing them onto her head.

"Fuck, FUCK ME! I'm coming, I'm coming!" Tessa let go of the girl's hair and bucked and thrashed so violently the girl had to duck to keep from being kicked in the head. Screaming at the top of her lungs Tessa shot hot pussy juice several feet with every convulsion of her body rocking back and forth on the couch. Several minutes later her orgasm subsided and she collapsed on the couch desperately trying to catch her breath. Before she could even start to think again the Asian girl leaped onto the couch and straddled her head."

"My turn." She told Tessa talking for the first time since they'd met. "I want an orgasm like yours was." Tessa did her best to oblige the girl by licking her clit and teasing her pussy lips. Reaching around behind the girl she took a hold of both of her ass cheeks and dug her fingernails as deep as she could into the soft flesh of her ass.

"Ow! Fuck that hurts so good!" the girl shouted. "Your tongue is lighting me on fire, Jesus!" Tessa struggled to hold on to the girl who was wriggling back and forth on top of her. With what little mental capacity she had left she wondered how the girl was maintaining her balance on top of her and the couch. Furiously running her tongue up and down the girl's lips and then plunging it deep into her sex Tessa did her best to tease the girl as much as she could without driving her to the brink too quickly. From how the girl was moaning and crying out on top of her face she was doing a good job. Tessa started to worry that her long fingernails were about to rend open the girl's ass and relaxed her grip somewhat but she could feel that the girl was close to orgasm already.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck I think I'm going to come!" the girl announced. Tessa took the girl's clit between her teeth and bit down trying to get her back from the brink.

"OW! You bitch! YES! YES! HARDER! HARDER! I'm coming!" Apparently the girl was a pain slut and Tessa biting her clit simply pushed her over the edge. Grabbing a hold of her and hanging on for dear life she rode out the girl's orgasm until she also collapsed on the couch in a breathless heap. Once the two finally caught their breath Tessa looked over the girl who was pulling her skirt back into place.

"What the fuck is your name?" she asked the girl.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" the girl got up and walked topless from the lounge disappearing into the club leaving Tessa alone in the afterglow.

Later in the car on the way home the three ladies swapped stories of gang-banging, rape and bondage that got all three of them so hot and horny that their husbands became very happy men once the got home. Melony's husband in particular enjoyed a gift of a cream pie from her pussy brought home from the six or seven men that pounded her at the club. Tessa had her own tables turned and was joyfully raped by her husband after telling him the tale of her adventure and Annelene wiped the shit out of her husband before riding him like a horse. None of the women or men got any sleep before dawn and the next night it was the men's turn to have a guy's night out. But that is a story for another day. 



Girl's Night Out



It was shortly after I had returned from a trip to Las Vegas. I had not seen my good friend Matt in over a month so I called him up to talk to him about the trip and show him some pictures. Although we still trained together weekly for karate we hadn't been out for a while and wasn't sure if the "thing" we had was bothering him or not. 

The "thing" was a night a little more than a month ago when Matt found out that I was a crossdresser. He had found some stockings of mine in my bathroom that I had neglected to hide before he came over for a drink. Curious, he had slipped into my bedroom which is adjoined to the bathroom and took a peek in my closet and drawers, finding more evidence that I had a number of female garments.

Matt had brought out the nylons and handed them to me. I tried to imply that a girl left them behind but he quickly stopped me and told me that he had seen my closet. I was busted so I had no choice but to come out to my best friend about dressing up like a girl. It was very tense because he was silent for a while and looked like he wanted to hit me. The tension was biting me. Our friendship was on the line. I was hoping that our friendship was strong enough to get thru that moment.

He asked, "Are you gay now or what?" He knew I had been with a lot of girls so he must have felt stupid for asking that.

"It's not like that at all," I answered. "It's more like I love everything about women so much, I want to be like one myself," I added. It was more or less true. I didn't need to tell him more than that at the moment. I didn't know at the time that it may not have been the answer he was looking for. 

He thought about it for a few minutes then broke his silence with a surprising statement. "I want to see what you look like dressed up," he said very seriously. There was another long pause as I judged my friends honesty. "Would you do that for me Marty?" he continued.

"What, right now?" I asked in astonishment.

"Yes, now, why not?" he asked, very casually. 

I considered for a second. My face was still smooth from a late shave, my legs were smooth under my jeans. I downed my glass of scotch and told him, "It takes me about an hour to get made up."

"I'll just wait here then and watch TV," he answered.

"Okay then," I said with a deep cleansing breath and turned to go to my room but paused to return and take my stockings from Matt. 

I was shaking. It was important to get through that awkward tension and it all might have hinged on that moment. Matt was my only close friend since college. We hung out, talked and were genuine friends. I didn't want to scare him off. I went through my makeup routine. I always start with my false eyelashes then put on my foundation. I then add powder before working on my eyes. Eye liner is followed by brow pencil, then eyeshadow. Mascara is the last item. I then add blush but hold off on lipstick until I get dressed. 

At twenty -three years old, I was fit, lean and in my prime. My fair, blond hair and self-made smooth body made me look more feminine then most guys and a lot of girls. I helped it along by regular eye brow plucking, and leg and body shaving. I had light green eyes which I felt were my best asset.

I started with the corset, the black one, then pulled on panties, garter belt and a bra, all matching black lace. I stuffed my bra with the silicone falsies I owned, giving me a good 'C' cup rack. I went to my closet and selected a short hem black dress with a pleated hem lime, silver front buttons and translucent fiery sleeves. I pulled up the black stockings and fastened them to the garter straps. I selected my silver loop earrings and some silver, bangle bracelets. I grabbed my blond wig and shook it out before pulling it on. I gave it a quick brush. I heard Matt call from the other room, "Aren't you ready yet? What's taking you?"

I was putting on my brightest red lip gloss and stopped myself from yelling back. Looking into the mirror, I could not make myself yell back in my masculine voice. I grabbed my open toe, four inch sandals with stiletto heels and thin black ankle strap and carried them out of the room. It had been just over an hour but it always felt much faster. Time flies.

I had come out and began putting on my shoes as Matt stared at me with an open jaw. As I finished strapping them up, I did a pirouette then stood posing in front of my friend. His light brown eyes were watching me intently.

"Wow! you look really good as a girl," Matt said to my astonishment. "I never would have guessed," he added.

His words and smile were encouraging so I sighed relief and began flittering about and posing. That seemed to impress him even more. "Are you sure you haven't turned gay on me?" he asked again. In truth, I had sucked off two different cross dressers that I had met at different times but I decided not to relay that information at that time. I didn't really consider it 'gay' anyway as they were more like girls to me, but that would require a longer explanation to my friend. Instead I just reaffirmed my previous plea. I nervously strutted about the room while my best friend checked me out like a piece of meat.

I had not really noticed at first but Matt had paused the video tape machine during a a two girl scene in the movie. The frozen image on the screen was of two pretty girls in a loving embrace. He continued to say nothing but was smiling as I posed for him. I continued to grow confidence and was teasing provocatively yet I still did not render a comment from my friend.

"Well, fucking say something, will you?" I demanded nervously.

"I wonder what it's like?" Matt inquired.

"Wonder what, what's like?" I asked.

"Being a girl, I mean," he said. "I wonder what it's like to be a girl?" he went on.

"Do you really want to know?" I asked my friend. 

"Think you could show me?" he blushed. Matt is fair, even freckled, and he was a shade of pink. His question was inspiring to me. He was about the same build as me, we were the same height at least. I figured I had some clothes that could fit him. I also had imagined him in a curly dark haired wig.

And so it began. I dressed Matt up that night, complete with makeup and wig. His feet fit perfectly

into a pair of my stiletto pumps. The pink summer dress I had looked so good on him with the curly brown hair. He seemed to take right to it. We spent the next hours looking into the mirror, painting our finger nails, and trying on different outfits. We snapped a few pictures of each other strutting around like sexy divas. I was amazed at how easily Matt slipped into a female persona. I never felt more comfortable with Matt. 

We eventually returned to the living room and saw the frozen image on the screen of the two girls kissing and Matt let out a sigh. "That is so beautiful," he said in a soft feminine voice. I approached him, sensing what he wanted. He did not move as I approached and placed a soft, gentle kiss on my friend's painted lips. Matt did not respond at first and I feared trouble but soon he embraced me and we shared a delicate, tender kiss. Soft tongues were intertwined. It lasted a few minutes and our lipstick was a mess on each other's face. Matt backed away, and brushed his face with his arm. I wanted more but panic had been installed in Matt's mind. He went to the other room and washed up, returning to his male form. "I think I should be getting home," he told me nervously before leaving. Since then there has been some tension and we have both got tight lipped about it.

Our friendship continued somehow but I was afraid to bring up the topic of that night whenever we talked. Finally, after I had been away for a week in Vegas, Matt left a message on my answering machine. He said he was sorry for making me feel uncomfortable and that he was not unhappy about what had happed 'that night'. It was shortly after I had returned from a trip to Las Vegas. I had not seen my good friend Matt in over a month so I called him up to talk to him about the trip and show him some pictures. 

Matt agreed to come over and when he arrived I poured him a large scotch on the rocks. We had some small talk about Las Vegas and then he asked to see the pictures I had of us from 'that night'. He was pleased to see them and I let out a sigh of relief as he exclaimed the beauty of my female image as well as his own. I made sure to compliment his images. I was truly impressed at Matt's alter ego and was no longer afraid to tell him so. He again apologized for his hasty departure and I was getting the feeling that he might want to play dress-up again. 

There were some pictures in the bunch that were from other nights including a few from Vegas where I was in a bar and posed with some other girls, so to speak. "Have you been out in public a lot?" my friend asked. I felt some tension again.

"Yes, about five or six times," I stated with confidence. I didn't want to appear covert anymore. 

"That must be fun," he went on.

"Yes, it's a real thrill," I said. "I've even been to the club here in town, the Rose club," I added.

"Easy enough I suppose, when you look as feminine and natural as you do," he stated with an inquisitive stare. 

I smiled. "I think you looked far more natural than I did," I said. "If you were to go out, looking just like you did in those pictures, I am sure you would pass as a girl, easier than even I could," I implored.

"And you have no trouble that way," he asked.

Confidently, I smiled. "No, I have never had a second look unless it was a look that was checking out what a hot girl I was." "In fact it would be even easier for you," I added. "I have never seen a better natural," I flattered.

"It must be a huge thrill, being seen, I mean," Matt asked.

"There is really only one way to find out," I told him with a devilish grin. Matt smiled back at me and I knew we were in for a girl's night out. For this occasion I selected a pink and charcoal plaid miniskirt with pleats and a pink silk top for Matt. He would wear some charcoal stockings and black, bow tie, patten pumps. I squeezed him into a pink corset with six garter straps and laced him tight. I then showed him how to make cleavage with duct tape. I let him wear a pair of black lace tanga panties and showed him how to tuck in his dick so no bulge showed in front. The silk top clung tightly and the skirt made Matt look like he had a real female body.

For myself, I decided to go with a black and white hounds tooth miniskirt, and a black and white silk top. The body was black and clingy, while the collar, transparent sleeves and the buttons were white. I wore the black corset with six wide suspender belts and solid black stockings. My panties were black lace too. For shoes I pulled out a pair of lace up ankle shoes, in a black and white, penny loafer style but with four inch heels.

I made sure that our makeup was flawless, working every detail and contour so that the image of femininity was complete. Matt wore the curly brown hair again while I wore my long, flowing blonde wig. A touch of perfume made it just right.

Matt was practicing his walk in the high heels when I was finished getting dressed. He was getting pretty good at it by the time I got there. I reminded him to keep his weight on his toes and his shoulders back. "What about talking?" my friend asked. It did sound odd coming from the pretty girl I was looking at. The voice was too deep but Matt's natural voice was higher than most guys so he just had to soften up his words. I told him to breath his words in my own practiced feminine voice. 

"Another thing girl," I said, "Is I can't call you Matt in public. We will have to come up with a more appropriate name for your new look."

"I was thinking Michelle," Matt confidently replied. There was some thought behind that after all. "What name do you use?" he asked in a coy, soft voice.

" I just go by Mary," I said. "I know, it's boring but it was the name of my first love, so I like it," I defended. Matt, or Michelle as she was now, giggled like a real girl and made me blush. I lit up a roach end of a joint to relax and offered some to my friend. Michelle shook her head. Matt had smoked pot before but didn't partake as often as I did.. I poured us both another scotch, which Michelle gladly took, to get our nerves calmed. We selected our jewelry and accessories while we sipped our drinks. I liked the big loop earrings and Michelle put on some dangling threads. I picked out two chokers for us, a white one for me and a black one for Michelle. We added bangles, ankle bracelets, and chains to our outfits. I made sure that the camera again captured the images of us two lovely ladies.

"I'm still nervous," Michelle confessed as it approached the time that we should be leaving. 

"It's fine, the Rose club has girls like us in there all of the time, it really very normal," I consoled. 

"It's getting to the place that scares me," Michelle said. True, getting down the hall to the elevator, down to the street, and the two blocks walking were not in the safety of the club and no doubt several 'normal' people would see us.

"Don't worry, look at yourself, no one will know anything," I stated. I went on, "Besides, no one can recognize you, even your own mother wouldn't know that Michelle was her son, Matt." There was still uncertain apprehension. I reinforced my certainty by displaying the proper attitude when passing some stranger. "Keep your head up, shoulders back, cock your hip, and always smile confidently," I said. I strutted around a couple of times to show him/her what I meant. "Your turn," I announced.

Michelle strutted back and forth across my beige carpet and mimicked my actions. "How's that," she asked with some real feminine grace.

"Perfect! let's go," I announced and dragged my friend by the arm. I really felt that Michelle needed a test to boost her confidence level. Halfway down the elevator ride from my twenty seventh floor apartment, the car stopped and an elderly couple entered. The old woman smiled politely and I smiled back. The man took a second look and almost began drooling while checking out the two hot young chicks on the lift down. It stopped again at a lower floor and a man about our age stepped on and his eyes almost bugged out of his head. He started primping his hopeless look. He was in a plain white tee shirt and faded jeans and looked generally unkept. He kept trying to steal glances at the sexy, leggy girls on the elevator. I glanced over at my friend and smiled a knowing grin and winked. She smiled back and breathed a little deeper. On the way out, the guy tried to smile and say hello. Michelle was half running for the door but I just smiled back and whispered a shy, "Hi." He was fumbling an attempt to introduce himself but I had to catch up with my girlfriend so I ran away too. I could feel his lustful stare on my ass as we strutted out onto the street. 

It was not too busy so I reassured Michelle, "You see, already, three strangers, and no problems. I even think that we broke that guy's heart." We giggled and I could tell Michelle was getting into it. Her brown eyes were aglow in the night lights of the street. She took my elbow and we began marching down the street towards the club. Not even half a block down the street, a car passed with its windows rolled down. I could hear the whooping and whistling before they were even beside us. A car full of dudes out cruising the streets, making asses of themselves. We both knew better than to encourage them but I could not resist the urge to flip them the bird as we marched along the concrete sidewalk.

"Do they really thing acting like that will get a girl to like them?" Michelle asked.

"See, now you sound like a real girl too," was my only reply as I held in a burst of laughter.

The next part of the walk was the trickiest. There was a popular dance club, a primarily straight bar, called the Front Stage which we would have to walk past just before getting to the Rose. It was a Saturday so the Front Stage had a line-up in front which was typical. We would have to walk past the line-up to get to our club. I was closest to the crowd while Michelle was on the street side. I avoided making eye contact and sprint by the line-up as quickly as possible in high heels. We could not avoid inevitable comments and cat-calls just the same. We heard, "More legs than a bucket of chicken," from one creative guy.

"Hey girls, you can get in line with me," from a few guys closer to the front of the line.

"Fucking bitches, think that dressing like sluts gets them in without waiting in line," from some dull looking, no makeup girl wearing jeans and a tee shirt. I was pretty sure she was saying it to her equally dull looking friend but intended for us to overhear. We got past the Front Stage with its long line and came up the Rose which had no line-up. I was relieved to finally be there and could sense the same from my friend. The problem was that when we tried to go in, the door was locked shut. I couldn't figure it out. I pulled and yanked at the doors but they were solid. Then there was the recognition that we could hear no loud music coming from inside, just silence.

"Marty, check this out," Michelle called to me.

"It's Mary, bitch! While I'm dressed like a girl, I expect you to address me as one. I do for you," I snapped.

"Sorry, Mary," she emphasized. "Read this notice over here," she said pointing to a bill posted on the wall where the marquis usually was. It stated that the Rose was temporarily closed for a liquor licence infraction. They were notorious for letting underage patrons in and it must have finally caught up with them. So we were faced with a dilemma. The Rose was the only gay and lesbian bar in town where it was always safe for cross dressers to go.

"Sorry to disappoint you Michelle, your debut will just have to wait for another night. We better head back to my apartment," was all I could say. I could see the disappointment in those brown eyes. Her adrenaline must have been pumped up from the parade in public and her confidence high.

"There's no other place? Really?" she asked with bemusement. I just shook my head. It was a bit uncomfortable just standing there so I prompted Michelle to turn around and head back to my place. Reluctantly, and with a sigh, she came along. It made me think what all the other usual patrons of the Rose would do with their club closed. No doubt many of the gay boys and lesbians would try out the 'straight' places where they would be safe if they kept low key. I wondered how many would try to get in next door at the Front Stage.

As we approached the Front Stage I tried to prepare myself for getting past the gauntlet again. This time Michelle was on the inside, as we walked with our arms locked at the elbow. At the front of the line, a brush cut behemoth was holding the velvet rope. A few steps from the entrance, someone whistled a loud wolf whistle at the two approaching girls. It made the burly doorman turn his head and raise his eyebrows. Instinctively, he opened the velvet rope not to the next in line but to us. "Ladies, you can go in," he said in a polite manner. The people at the front of the line began giving the doorman grief with insults of unfair preference. 

I was very flattered at the gesture and felt my own confidence boosted by the act but had no intention of going in. It was just too risky. I was ready to smile and carry on past but Michelle had stopped me. Our elbows were locked and I was being pulled toward the door. Michelle had gathered up more courage then sense and was dragging me in with her. I wanted to protest but it would have made a bad scene in front of the bar and I wasn't about to abandon my best friend to her own devices. I just had to follow her in. I was beginning to mutter a soft 'Thank You' to the big cropped haired bouncer when I suddenly recognized his face. I stopped after only the 'Thank' came out.




Girl's Night Out



The bouncer was Mike, a part time security guard at the building where I work. I often see him and offer polite greetings on the way to my office. This door job must be a second or third job to pay the bills. The moment of panic had tongue tide me and my normal, charming smiled erased. Luckily, Michelle was dragging me so fast he had little time to get a good look at my face. "Your welcome," Mike shouted back with a bit of laughter in his voice.

Once inside, I told Michelle about the doorman. She must have noticed the terror in my green eyes. Now full of confidence she said, "Don't worry, look at yourself, no one will know anything. Besides, no one can recognize you, even your own mother wouldn't know that Mary was her son, Marty."

"Oh, touche!" was the reply I gave to the reminder. I attempted to forget the close call at the door and join my friend in the fun. The place was pumping, dance floor filled and the crowd was full of beautiful people. There were tons of gorgeous ladies in minis and high heels. We got ourselves drinks first and were stunned when the bartender told us that they were paid for by some admiring guys. We eventually had to dance with them as a polite gesture but didn't let them get too close. For the next few hours we danced and partied like girls do. We mixed in well and no one, even the real girls in the bar seemed to make us. The dim lighting no doubt helped. We never had to pay for a drink either. My guard was up but I was having the most fun I could remember, dancing with my now uninhibited friend. 

By the end of the night, the guys were getting more aggressive with their advances. I was afraid it might end up in real drama so I plucked Michelle by the arm and dragged her to the ladies room. The music had finished and the doormen, Mike and another big muscular dude, a bald black guy, were ushering people out. I wanted to get out of there without running the gauntlet of drunk, horny straight guys trying to pick us up. We hid in the restroom for a while, fixing our makeup and adjusting ourselves. In the brighter light it was amazing how real we looked and how hot. 

As we stepped out, the crowd was thin but not as thin as I had hoped. Just then the door next to the two bathrooms opened and a light breeze blew in. With it came the distinct smell of pot smoke. A guy with glossy eyes stumbled inside and I could see past him into the back ally. I recognized the ally. Both the Rose and the Front Stage backed onto it. It was the common place from both clubs where we would go to smoke a joint. "This way, came on," I pulled Michelle by the hand out the back door. 

We waited outside quietly for a few minutes to be sure that we were the only two there. I was so horny from dancing, acting femme and looking at all those girls and guys that I had developed a semi in my panties. I produced a joint from my purse and sparked it up. The first inhale was an instant buzz. It was cool out there but the stick I lit up soon was warming me up. Matt doesn't normal smoke up so I didn't offer at first. She was standing very close to me for warmth with her arm around my waist. Her Chanel perfume smelled fresh and was making me even hornier. I asked her if she wanted some smoke which she responded "sure" to. Instead of handing Michelle the joint, I inhaled a toke and planted my mouth on hers. She let me supercharge her but instead of pulling away I kept my lips on her lips. Michelle responded by letting her tongue enter my mouth. I couldn't hold back anymore and kissed my best friend with passion. We were necking like a couple of teenagers. Michelle was sucking hard on my tongue like at was a cock. Her hands were all over my ass and then up my skirt feeling my erect member. I grabbed hold of Michelle's nice round ass while continuing our passionate kiss.

After making out for about ten minutes we became oblivious to what was happening. We had not seen the bouncer watching us. After hearing his throat clear we turned with a startle to see the big, black guy, with his arms folded, standing at the door watching us. We stood in shock, both of us looked like deer caught in the headlights of a car. He turned his head into the bar and said, " Mike, come here for a minute." I was scared shitless and could not move a muscle. Michelle was the same and I could feel her tremble. Trying to run away in high heels was useless anyway.

Mike arrived at the door and looked out at us. He turned to his buddy and asked, "what gives?"

The black bouncer replied, "these two pothead faggots were back here sucking each others face."

He had made us and I was stunned at the conclusion. I quickly realized that it had to have been our mutual erections propping up our skirts. How long had the bouncer been watching?

"They are guys, holy shit," Mike responded noticing the obvious tents our skirts made. Mike was staring intently at us, mainly me. He squinted as he approached. Our only escape was completely cut off. "I thought this one looked familiar when they walked in earlier," Mike realized. "This guy works at the Anderson building, my day job," he added. Utter panic and fear was taking deep root inside me.

The black guy, Sam, asked his fellow strongman, "You mean you know this faggot?"

"I see him at work, but I always thought he was straight," Mike confirmed. "I've seen him flirting with a lot of girls from the building."

"Whatever man, the only thing straight I see is under those skirts," Sam added.

"What did you catch them doing?" Mike asked. "Were they fucking?"

"No, they were smoking weed and kissing but I bet they were about to give each other head before I stopped 'em," Same suggested.

"Are you serious man? No fucking way," Mike said in disbelief.

"I know what I saw!" the dude exclaimed.

"I gotta see this man", Mike said as he came closer so he was only a couple feet from us.. "Let's go you two, start kissing." Judging by the posture of these two behemoths it was obvious we were going nowhere until we appeased them. Slowly I turned my head back toward Michelle's. She quickly grabbed my chin and pulled my face to hers, kissing my open mouth. We stayed locked in a panicked kiss as Mike, astonished said, "Son-of-a-bitch!"

His buddy Sam was howling. "I'll bet'cha they suck dick too", he laughed.

Mike was interested. "Good idea man, hey you," he called as he pointed to me. I turned to look at him frightened. "Suck your buddies cock. Let's see you do it." The fear and excitement drove me down on my haunches as I lifted up the hem of Michelle's pink skirt. I pulled her panties aside, just below the balls but held them up in the back as I cupped her ass with my left hand at the same time. Matt's dick was thick and hard like granite. I gave it a couple slow licks on the under side which I know is super sensitive. I gave the entire knob a tongue bath wetting it with my saliva. Then I couldn't take anymore and jammed the whole rod right to the back of my throat. I had imagined sucking Matt's cock for a long time and with him dressed as Michelle and me as Mary I was getting the chance. In all my dreams of sucking my friend's cock, I never imagined that it would be under these circumstances. The bulbous head of her cock brushed passed my tonsils with one quick stroke. As I stroked her cock with my mouth ever so nicely she responded by rocking her hips back and forth. I was loving her sweet meat.

The bouncers were mesmerized. Sam was saying, "Go white boy, go!" as he tugged at his groin. Mike was rubbing his cock through his pants too, I noticed from the corner of his eye. After only a few minutes Michelle's breathing was getting short. I could feel a film of salty pre come slide down the back of my throat and I knew it would be soon. Being a tease I pulled my face away for a second only to clamp onto her balls. I sucked them one at a time and licked the whole, smooth bag. I squeezed her ass cheeks as hard as I could. I could feel her getting frustrated. She grabbed my head, trying to shove that dick into my mouth. There was a pearl drop of cum right at the tip of the head. I flicked my tongue on it pulling it up and away from her making a long string. I smiled at seeing my lipstick around the shaft of her cock. She became too strong for me and forced it all in passed my teeth. I wanted it anyway and took it deep. My mouth became suddenly hot as her cock pumped the hot cum down my throat. I hung on and swallowed as best I could but there was so much, some dribbled out the corners of my mouth. I was careful to save a mouthful of Michelle's juice and stood up slowly. As if she knew what I was thinking she pulled me to her lips and kissed me on the mouth full and open. I let it drain from my mouth to hers. Both our faces and lips were covered with sticky white goo. Our lipstick was a total mess.

As we shared our kiss Sam said, "Fuck them, I want my dick sucked."

Mike was excited too saying, "Me too, get over here you and suck this!" as he pulled his meat out. He was talking to Michelle who looked at the ten inch or better log placed out for her. As my girlfriend licked her lips she dropped to her knees in front of Mike and started licking the huge piece all over. By then, Sam, the big black bald doorman had grabbed my arm and had dragger me toward the stairs. 

He went up to the third step and I stood on the ground. His crotch was right at my face level. I pressed my face up against his jeans and could feel the outline of a very promising hard-on. As the fly was pulled open he did not disappoint me as I got a glimpse of the beef I was about to devour. His penis was enormous. It wasn't completely hard yet but was easily ten inches long. His big purple balls were tight and just begging to be sucked. I latched onto one of them. They were so large that I could barely get one into my gapping mouth. As I sucked hard on each one I could feel his bone getting harder against my cheek. Alternating to the other testicle, my hot breath from my nostrils tensed the underside of the big black prick. After a couple of minutes of this he said, " all right bitch, start sucking my cock."

"Love to", I thought to myself. "But how?" I licked the tip with my wet tongue and tried stretching the corners of my mouth to accommodate it. My jaw was aching but I managed to get that cock past my tonsils. I could see Michelle stroking Mike's dick in her face like a real pro. Her brown curls were bouncing with the motion. She was into it. Catching me off guard, Sam forced his meat down my throat, choking me. As I gasped for air he didn't let up. I tried to calm down so that my throat muscles relaxed and I could breath. My throat received him as my nose was touching his smooth black belly. He held my head there for a minute as he savored the victory. He then wanted more action and slid it all the way out. As the end of his dick cleared my lips ,I couldn't believe that I had taken an entire foot of mahogany meat in me. He slid it back in. It was much easier this time as I deep throated him again. I sucked his cock like that for a while, long and slow. Each time my nose touched his belly and his balls slapped my chin he would pause and groan before stroking it again. He was driving me crazy and I was really getting into it. After blowing my best friend and now this, I was ready to explode. So while I was blowing the bouncer, I pulled my own dick out and proceeded to pull on it.

I got even hotter and wanted this guy's sperm. By the moans coming from Michelle it sounded like she was enjoying sucking off Mike. He appeared flushed as he fucked my friends face. I had a big cock of my own to worry about though. Sam soon turned feverish and began taking short, fast thrusts at my mouth. My one little hand took strokes on my dick, the other at the base of his. In about two minutes of hard cock sucking I could taste his hot semen on my tongue. He pulled back suddenly, letting go an enormous geyser of cum. Come was flying out which splattered onto my face. Some got in my eye, stinging me. I clenched my eyelids shut as I felt blob after blob spray my entire face. My makeup would be ruined. I kept my mouth open and my tongue out as drops shot inside. As he jerked it off he placed the tip of his dick back onto my tongue, holding the last shot which nailed the back of my throat. Then he jammed his receding member all the way in one more time right up to the balls.

The hot cum was dripping was down my face, down my throat, and off my chin. Having his huge black dick in my mouth was all I could take as I came too, blowing wads of semen into the air and down my knuckles. After wiping my eyes, I had to see what Michelle was doing. She was looking back at me with a glazed face as she had taken Steve's load on her chin as well. We both smiled at each other as we ate the cum that we wiped from our faces. My own cum was mixed in with Sam's which was like eating a huge meal.

As the two satisfied bouncers were zipping up I figured we were finished. It might have been smarter to just get the hell away from there by going down the ally. One look at Michelle told me that we had better get cleaned up first and fix our makeup before heading down the street. I cleared my coated throat and politely asked, "Can we go back inside to clean ourselves up?"

Sam and Mike whispered to each other for a second and then waved us back into the club. We all went back inside the now empty bar. "We gotta lock up", Sam said. Michelle and I went back into the ladies room and wiped the remains of sperm from or faces. We then began the process of making ourselves try to look lady like again with the makeup from our purses. It wasn't perfect but it could have got us home. We stepped out into the dark, quiet bar and were greeted once again by the bouncers. I figured that after the blowjobs, all was cool and we would be on our way.

"All right, bye" , I said as I moved toward the door.

Sam stepped in front of us and said, "Oh we aren't finished with you just yet, you're not going anywhere." Michelle and I looked at each other inquisitively as the bouncers confabbed. The mood was unsettling again. There was no more safety of others and no one who could help if they decided to still beat the shit out of us. There was a single, small, waist high table near the two muscle men. We were ushered forward and waited on our fate.

Mike turned to us and said, "Take off your panties bitches." Seeing as we didn't appear to have much choice, we both reached up and pulled down our lacy bottoms then threw our panties over a nearby chair. Soon after we were standing nervous and scared in the middle of an empty bar. Sam came over and started directing us. He got Michelle to lay down, on her back, on the small table. He positioned my friend so that her head hung over one edge. Next, he told me to climb on top in a sixty-nine position. The table was tiny and with Michelle laying on her back, it was nearly all covered. I straddled Michelle's head with my knees and spread her legs for a place to put my head. There was no place for my hands or elbows so I had to hold onto Michelle's white thighs just above her stocking tops. She grabbed onto the cheeks of my ass so that she could pull her own head up. My face was now in her crotch with her cock now rejuvenated pressing on my chin.

I couldn't resist taking Michelle's cock in my mouth again. I sucked deep and hard. The tip of my reawakening cock soon found Michelle's wet tongue. We were soon in a nice, slow sixty-nine suck off. Meanwhile, our two gorilla bouncers were stripping off to nothing. Mike suggested we lube each other up good, because we were going to get fucked, wet or dry. Wet would be better so we curled up a little bit more and stretched passed each others scrotums. Good job that we were both very flexible. I darted my tongue around my friend's hot little hole. I spit on the little pucker to make it nice and wet. Michelle did the same to me. I could feel her pull my orbs apart and the tip of her tongue running circles around my asshole. Bravely, I stuck my tongue as far inside of her as I could. Her rectum was on fire. I plunged my tongue in and out of her tight butt hole like it was a pussy. Soon I felt her wet, eel like tongue penetrate me. It was heavenly. Next I inserted one index finger inside her ass very slowly. She was tight. I pulled it out and wet it in my mouth. It went in much easier after that. I wet my other index finger. Michelle started to catch on and began finger fucking me too. She placed first one, then two and finally three fingers into my rectum. It was painful at first but I concentrated on relaxing as I stretched Michelle's asshole open with my fingers.

As we probed and licked each other's assholes, there was suddenly a big fat dick in my face. It was Mike's. Without any talk I opened my lips to accept the big fat cock. I could tell that Sam was standing behind me and getting upside down head from Michelle. She continued widening my hole with his fingers as I did the same to her. Mike caressed my throat with the head of his cock as I deep throated him with no trouble. I could even lick his balls with his root all the way down my throat. I was really hot again and dying for some action.

Slowly, Mike withdrew from my mouth as his slick, shiny dick came down to Michelle's ass. I pulled my fingers out. Michelle's fingers were out of my bum then also. Soon I felt a large object at my backdoor and I knew it had to be the monster dick of my big black stud. At the same time that I watched Mike's dick disappear into my girlfriend's anus, I could feel Sam's cock penetrating me. It really hurt, as he was fucking enormous. I could see Mike's dick was balls deep inside Michelle. Her rim was stretched to the limits. As I winced in pain I soon realized Michelle had taken my stiff cock back into her mouth. This helped me relax and soon it wasn't so painful after all. I thought it would be best to return the favor so I slipped her cock back into my mouth too.

It was quite a sight, Michelle's cock in my throat while her asshole was full with Mike's dick. Likewise, my dick was buried deep in Michelle's face while Sam's black nuts rested on her nose while he fucked my ass. We all moved slowly and methodically, sucking, and fucking like a well oiled machine. It was an unbelievable feeling having a cock in my mouth and another up my ass at the same time while being blown and watching my friend get bum fucked just an inch from my face. We all stroked in a steady rhythm. There was no pain anymore as the cock inside me was buried deep in my bowels. This machine like ass fucking and cock sucking went on for a good twenty minutes. I loved the taste of Michelle's cock as I gave her the best head I possibly could.

Almost as if by magic we all started tensing at the same time. Michelle started shooting her load deep down the back of my throat, into my stomach at about the same time as I felt a hot load of semen fill my bum. I started coming too, all inside Michelle's mouth. I could see right in front of me white, slick cream up the sides of Mike's cock indicating that he was ejaculating inside of Michelle's asshole at the same time as the rest of us were coming. It was tough to concentrate and I was feeling dizzy as I had an orgasm and was being injected with sperm from both ends.

Then it was over. We were spent. I watched Mike's penis withdraw from Michelle's bum all wet, sticky and brown. Michelle's sphincter slowly closed with a pool of hot, semen bubbling out of her rim. The tip of Mike's dick was touching my lips. Michelle's cock was lying limp against my face. I could smell that funky smell. Michelle had released my spent dick and was licking Sam's exhausted hose clean. I took Mike's cock in my mouth and sucked him clean. The taste of my spit, Mike's sperm and Michelle's rectum all at once was intoxicating. After Michelle and I had washed our fucker's tools clean with our tongues we started licking up the spunk from each others bums. I ate up the cocktail, sucking her bum hole dry. At the same time I could feel her tongue licking my ass clean.




Girl's Night Out



As the two apes crashed out on the nearby sofa, Michelle and I got up and looked at each other. Without saying anything we just started kissing. Our mouths pressed together and our tongues flicking together. The taste was incredible. It was the single most depraved thing I had ever done and loved it. We then got dressed, cleaned up again and left. Sore, tired but satisfied, we went back home to my apartment. After a brief rest we started kissing each other again. We stripped out of our party clothes and each slipped on a baby doll nighty. I slipped on a cute blue one, Michelle a red one. We left on our wigs and the remains of our makeup. Looking at the clock it was nearly four thirty in the morning..We slipped into bed, cuddled together and kissed softly as we giggled about the whole evening. We ended up not getting out of bed for nearly twenty-four hours but not much of that was sleeping. Wink.



Girl's Night Out



A good guy friend of mine had introduced me to a lovely female friend. She had joined us for a threesome actually. However, after a few encounters, she and I came to the conclusion that we could have much more fun venturing out on our own. It wasn't that I was in any way committed to my male friend, but it had become so regular with him that it had been some time since I actually had gone out on the prowl.

It was 10:30 on a Saturday night when we made our entrance to the first bar. We were early. There were only about a dozen people in the place. We decided to stay and have one drink before moving on to some place more populated. We sat at the bar sipping our drinks and chatting. She was looking hot that night and I was feeling pretty sexy myself.

I was admiring her cleavage when from the corner of my eye, I noticed a young man looking our way from across the bar. As I looked up, he moved his glance away. But I knew he was still watching. "Kiss me," I said as I leaned in to my friend and took her lips softly into mine. 

"What was that for?" she asked. And so I told her about our audience. Looking again in his direction, this time he smiled at me. It worked!

He was by himself, so I motioned for him to come over. He smiled and nodded but seemed hesitant as he did not rise from his seat. I called the bartender over to me and told her that I'd like to buy that guy a drink. She went over to him and spoke a few words. Within seconds he had stood and was on his way over to our side of the bar.

We had our introductions and I asked him if he was going to let me buy him a drink. He insisted on the opposite, purchasing drinks for himself, me and my friend. We sat and chatted. He had come to the bar alone that night after being blown off by a buddy. What made the story even worse was that he had wanted to go out drinking because he had just ended a four-year relationship with a girlfriend that he had found cheating. Now I don't know if that story was true or if it was a giant line of bullshit. But he told it with such conviction. Even if it was fictitious, it had been clever and believable. And so I was sold. My friend and I took pity in his story and told him he should hang with us. 

He was honestly a good looking guy...more cute than hot though. He was younger than us definitely. In fact, he was probably just old enough to be in that bar. I was midst conversation with him when my friend, taking me by the hand, announced a trip to the ladies room. I knew that she had a plan to share with me. I couldn't wait to hear!

After some discussion we returned to our new friend who was waiting for us at the bar. He swiveled in his stool to face us as we approached. I stepped to his right and she to his left. Then we both leaned in to him and simultaneously whispered into his opposing ears, "We wanna fuck you." Then we each kissed him on the corresponding cheek.

As we stepped back he looked at us...shocked. He looked as if he didn't know how to respond as he glanced back and forth between us with a silly grin. She took him by the left hand and I took his right. We lightly pulled him from his seat and lead him out the door.

We got to the car and my friend decided to drive. I took our new friend into the backseat and straddling his lap I began kissing him passionately...first his lips but then his ears and neck as well. His hands traveled up my back. We didn't have far to go. She lived just a few streets over from the bar. Within minutes, we had pulled into the driveway.

She opened the back door and pulled him from me. Upon retrieving him from the car she pushed him against the vehicle, kissing him. Once I left the car, she and I both again took him by the hands and let him into the house.

We were wasting no time with our new toy. 

Pushing him down to sit on the couch, she went for his belt and I his zipper. He was already hard as we pulled his cock from his jeans. She licked him up as I liked him down. We took turns sucking his cock and his balls. He leaned back and moaned. I felt him grasp my hair and I stopped to look up at him and I said, "Don't you dare cum yet." 

Between gasps of breath he replied, "Then you better stop for a minute."

She looked at me with that sweet smile. We began to kiss. Knelt between his spread legs we began undressing each other while slowly caressing skin as it was revealed. Totally nude, our breasts pressed together, she and I again kissed...this time in such a way that he could watch as our tongues met. He moaned lightly and began stroking his cock. That was our cue. We stood and again took his hands into ours. And we lead him to the bedroom.

We laid him down on the bed knowing exactly what we intended to do with him. I straddled him at the waist and pushed my throbbing, wet pussy down onto his cock. As I did, she straddled his face, placing his hands on her ass. He did not hesitate to devour her pussy. She was facing me. I watched her as she ground her hips and I pounded his cock. Her eyes met mine and we both smiled as we leaned in towards each other to kiss. 

There we were, both on top of him using him as we liked. Kissing her, our tongues entwined, I continued to slide my pussy up and down his hard cock while he ate her like it was his job. We continued like this until he came. It was so hot! I wished we could have gotten a video or some pictures of it all. Alas, we had not incorporated that into the plan. I guess there was always next time...and there would definitely be a next time!



Girl's Night Out



Kaitlyn sat watching the people on the dance floor. She never was one for dancing but she liked to sit and secretly laugh at those who thought they could. She reluctantly let her friend Susan talk her into going out for some drinks only to have her desert her as she shook her booty on the dance floor with guy number five. 

She had to admire Susan, outgoing and pretty. Guys seemed to flock around her wherever they went. Kaitlyn, on the other hand was not what she would consider desirable in that nature and had grown tired of the game. She really couldn't complain; she was happily married to a wonderful man who was home with the kids so she could be here tonight. Susan was going through a rough divorce and needed a night of fun.

A strong hearty laugh brought her back to reality and her eyes fell upon a woman dancing among the mass of sweaty bodies moving to the overly loud music. She looked away quickly when the woman noticed her staring. As hard as she tried though, she couldn't keep her eyes off of her; much less get the sound of her laughter out of her head. Maybe it was the alcohol running its course but she felt her head swimming and her heart beat faster. 

The woman once again caught her staring, winked and smiled at her making Kaitlyn blush. Why was she feeling like a school girl with a high school crush? Never in her life had she thought of another woman in such a manner. 

Kaitlyn was relieved when Susan returned to the table, picking up her purse indicating she was ready to go home. They had just walked out the door when Susan pulled Kaitlyn aside and asked her if she could call for a ride home. She could see the desperation in her friend's eyes and it was then that she saw guy number five standing by Susan's car. She knew she should have driven herself as this wasn't the first time this had happened.

She told her friend she would call her husband to come get her, knowing he wouldn't be happy about dragging two sleeping kids out of bed. She watched as Susan drove away with her new found friend and much to her dismay as she realized her cell phone was dead. She headed back into the club sure she could find a phone inside to use. 

Next to the womens bathroom she found the payphone, inserted her coins and dialed in her home number. After four rings the machine picked up and it was then that she remembered that Mark mentioned going to his Mom's for the night so the kids could visit. She headed to the bar to see if someone could call her a cab. While she waited for the bartender, she looked out in the crowd hoping to catch a glimpse of the woman she had seen earlier and was disappointed not to see her. As she turned to get the bartenders attention she found herself face to face with the woman from the dance floor and her breath caught in her chest. 

Kaitlyn introduced herself and found out the woman's name was Tara. After a few more drinks and a last call announcement, she realized she never asked for a cab. She had found herself so deeply in conversation with Tara it never crossed her mind. She did know one thing, she was sad to see it end. When Tara offered to give her a ride home she accepted with a flutter in her stomach.

They continued to talk on the ride home and Kaitlyn was surprised at how easily she was able to share her thoughts with Tara. When they pulled into the driveway she asked Tara if she would like to come in for coffee which to her delight she accepted.

Tara made notice of the pictures of her husband and children and asked where they were. She explained as she got the coffee going that they were gone for the night visiting Mark's Mom and wouldn't be home until sometime tomorrow afternoon. When she finished she told Tara she would be right back she was going to change and for Tara to make herself at home. She made her way to her room using only the kitchen light to guide her.

Kaitlyn jumped when she felt soft hands reach for the clasp on her bra as she lifted her blouse over her head. She wasn't sure what to do or think; she had never been with a woman before and she was scared and excited at the same time. 

She sucked in her breath when she felt soft, warm lips kiss her gently on her neck as her bra was slipped off of her shoulders and dropped to the floor atop her now crumpled blouse. She turned to face Tara and something in her eyes helped ease her fears as she leaned in to kiss Kaitlyn. She parted her lips to allow for Tara's tongue to gently, but hungrily explore her own. She felt her body getting hot as the kiss deepened and become more demanding. 

Tara reached up and plucked a hard pink nipple in one hand and the back of Kaitlyn's hair with the other. She moved her kisses down her neck and Kaitlyn felt her legs tremble when Tara took a nipple into her mouth, gently sucking and teasing it with her tongue. Just as she thought her legs would give out on her, Tara guided her to the bed, sat her down and removed her skirt and panties. Tara stood up and Kaitlyn watched as she undressed, taking in every curve of her body. Although her shape wasn't as feminine and shapely as most, it turned her on all the same. 

She felt herself getting wet just thinking about their two bodies touching. Tara came to her, dropped to her knees and spread Kaitlyn's legs open. She kissed her on her inner thigh slowly working herself up to her hot wet mound. Using her tongue she parted Kaitlyn's lips and found her desired spot. Kaitlyn closed her eyes and fell back on the bed as Tara playfully licked and sucked on her clit. Her whole body was shaking with pleasure and she let out a soft moan as Tara inserted two fingers into her wet pussy. 

She teased her clit and finger fucked her for a few minutes more and she cried out in pleasure as her body was rocked hard by an orgasm like none she had ever experienced before. She pulled Tara up onto the bed with her and kissed her deeply. She could taste herself on Tara's lips which broke all her reservations. Kaitlyn slowly moved her way down Tara's body, stopping to tease her nipples one at a time, moving past her stomach to bury her face between Tara's legs. 

She found her to be clean shaven which made everything slippery due to her own wetness. She spread Tara's legs wide open, worried she wouldn't do it right. She slowly started licking her hot wet pussy, enjoying a taste that wasn't her own. She found her clit and sucked it into her mouth and when she felt Tara shudder, she knew she was doing something right and went at her with an intense desire. 

She licked her clit and finger fucked her until she felt her tense up as an orgasm reached its peak. Tara moaned and called her name before she relaxed indicating she was done. They fell asleep next to each other and when Kaitlyn woke the next morning Tara was gone. She wasn't sure if she would ever see her again but she knew she would never forget her.



Girl's Night Out



Things had been rough the past few months, what with Joe's company filing for reorganization and the threat of him being unemployed and the pressures at home that it created. All we seemed to do is fight and it was tearing us apart. It was a welcome intrusion when Janet called and asked me to go out for a girl's night out. Joe acted so glad to get rid of me and Janet said that Rob was all for it. 

I knew that Rob was cheating on her and so did she, but she had a comfortable lifestyle and didn't let on that she knew. We made plans to go out Friday night and she would pick me up around 6. Joe hadn't come home from work when Janet arrived and I left him a note. He knew about the night out and I just told him that I didn't know when we would be home and not to wait up. I put on my jeans and a knit top and put on a little make up and some perfume. Janet showed up promptly at 6 and we talked for a few minutes and then left. "Where are we going?" I asked her. "You leave it all up to me Robin, I have it all planned out." We went to the Outback for dinner and had a couple of drinks afterwards. 

After dinner we headed back to her car and I had to admit that I was feeling much better after the drinks. Janet got on the interstate and I asked her where we were going. "I told you Robin, to leave it all up to me," was all she said. Soon we were leaving the city and I decided to leave it all in her hands. 

A half hour later, we pulled up in front of a bar somewhere out in the boonies. We got out and went in, it was a slightly run down place poorly lit and decorated as well. We were shown to a table where we promptly ordered drinks. Soon a spot light came on and our attention was drawn to a stage where three nice looking guys appeared. Two of them were white and the third one was black. The music came up and they started to dance and then to my surprise they started to strip! Being a country girl, this embarrassed me, but I tried to hide it from Janet. Soon they were down to g-strings and were thrusting their covered cocks at everyone. As the spotlight drifted, I could see nothing but women in the audience all screaming for them to take off their g-strings. My eyes focused on the black man, the bulge in his g-string was immense! 

After several minutes of coaxing, they ripped off their g-strings and my eyes got as big as silver dollars. Joe and I married after high school and his was the only cock I had ever seen. I had seen pictures, but not the real thing. I couldn't keep my eyes off that big black cock swaying in front of me, it must have been 10 inches! Janet could see my excitement and called him over to our table. She gave him a $10 bill and he grabbed his cock and stroked it towards our faces, it was mere inches from our faces and it looked even more huge close up. After a few minutes, he returned to join the other guys and I finally looked at them too. One guy was about Joe's size, 6 inches and the other guy was about 8 inches. My heart was racing, and I kept looking around thinking Joe would come in and catch me. Janet laughed at my nervousness and ordered us some more drinks. 

We drank for awhile and I asked her how she knew about this place." I learned about it from one of the girls I work with," she said. "She also told me that these guys would fuck you if you asked them , but you have to do it outside because their boss doesn't approve." I turned a bright red in the face and Janet just burst out laughing. "You like men don't you honey?" she asked. I had never thought of cheating on Joe, though I had to admit that our sex life had suffered since the problems at his job. 

"You want the black guy with the huge cock, don't you?" Janet smirked. "Don't be ridiculous Janet, that would be wrong."

"Tell me Robin, have you ever fucked anyone but Joe?" I didn't want to seem like a country bumpkin, but I didn't want to lie either. "No," I replied, "but I have thought about it." I couldn't believe I was saying this or that we were even talking about it. "Want me to set it up?" she said. 

"No, Janet, please don't. I couldn't live with myself." 

We had some more drinks and I noticed it was getting late. "We should be going," I said to Janet. 

"It's only 11, the night is young," she replied. We stayed another hour and watched another strip tease, but I was getting uncomfortable after this one. There was a strange wetness in my crotch and I got up and went to the bathroom. I entered the bathroom and went into the stall and pulled my jeans and panties down and sat down. I relieved myself and as I was reaching for my panties, I noticed a wet spot right where my pussy had rested against them. Joe had caused me to get wet, but he was the only one. Why had I gotten aroused? 

Was this what I wanted? I reached down and felt my pussy. It was wet, but I had already wiped, why? Suddenly the touch of my own hand on my pussy caused me to lean back and I began fingering myself right there on the commode! Before I knew it, I had quite a rhythm going and a flash of heat came over me and my hand was drenched in my warm, wet juices. Was it the drinks? Was it the strip tease? Or was it the sight of another man's cock? I pulled my panties and jeans back up and washed my hands and returned to Janet. "Let's go home," I said.

We walked out to the car, both of us a little tipsy now. Janet made a wrong turn and we drove around trying to find the interstate again. Janet turned down a side road and the car sputtered and quit. She tried to restart it, but it was no use. Here we were, at midnight, on a dark unfamiliar road with a car that wouldn't start. After about 20 minutes of fretting, we saw headlights and Janet got out to flag them down. It was a nice looking man, I would say in his late 40's in a pickup truck. He got out with his flashlight and looked under the hood." 

He had Janet crank it over while he watched under the hood. "Turn on your headlights," he said. Janet did and he motioned for her to come out to the front of the car. "Your headlights are real dim, ma'am, I think your alternator's gone." 

What were we going to do now? He offered to give us a lift to his house and we could call someone and Janet accepted. We all three squeezed into his pickup and headed down the road. A ways down the road, we took a curve and Janet, who was sitting next to him, was forced into him. His elbow brushed her left tit and she started giggling. I guess it was the booze. We turned and went up a long dirt driveway and saw a house at the end of it. He pulled up to the house and we all got out and went in. It was a modest country home, the usual deer head on the wall and very modest furnishings. 

"Phone's over there," he said and Janet went to pick it up. There was no dial tone. He had disappeared into a back room and Janet yelled that there was no dial tone. "Guess I should have paid the bill," he said coming back in with a rifle in his hand. "Sit down on the sofa, both of you," he ordered. 

We sat down scared shitless and stared at him and the gun. He threw Janet a length of rope and told her to tie my hands behind my back. "Let us go and we'll forget all about this," Janet said. "Do as you're fucking told bitch!!" he screamed and brought the rifle to Janet's cheek. She began to tear up and tied my hands behind my back. "Let me see how good a job you done," he told her and Janet offered her knot work for his approval. "Stand up!" he ordered, and Janet got up. He pulled out another length of rope and tied her hands too and shoved her back on the sofa next to me. Then he went off to the kitchen.

" My God Robin, what's going to happen to us?" Janet asked me. "I don't know Janet, but if we keep our heads, we might get out alive, maybe he just wants money." My life had brought so much trust of other people and felt that nothing would happen. He came back in shortly and had a fifth of whiskey in his hand and took a big swig. He came over to the sofa and asked if we wanted a drink. When we refused, he pried Janet's mouth open and poured some in, she gagged. Then he came to me and I opened my mouth as he poured it in, I coughed but I swallowed it. Next he got us up and took us through the house and out the back door. 

There was a building out back and he took us in there. The place was well lit and I could see chains hanging from the ceiling and a bed in the corner. There were several video cameras set up and hanging on the wall I saw whips and other things I'd never seen before. He shoved me on the bed and took Janet over to the chains hanging from the ceiling. He untied her and told her to take her clothes off. "No fucking way!!" she screamed and he backhanded her. She fell to the floor and he brought the rifle up to her head and told her again. 

She got up and unbuttoned her blouse and took it off and then undid her jeans and let them drop. She was standing there now in her red bra and panties and he slapped her and said, "Everything!!" She reached behind her and unclasped her bra and let it fall. Janet had a nice chest! Her tits are much larger than mine, about a 38c I'd say. The cool air made her nipples stick out. She hooked her hands in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down and stepped out of them. Janet had a shaved pussy!! He took her hands and attached the chains from the ceiling and she hung there on display. He spun her around and touched her tits and her ass, ran his hand over her firm stomach and brushed along her clean shaven pubic mound. 

With no warning, he slapped her ass. "WHACK!!" She screamed and he told her she had a nice ass, it was nice, firmer than mine and slightly upturned. Then he came over to me and jerked me up off the bed and untied me. "Your turn bitch." he said and smirked at me. I pulled my blouse off and dropped it on the floor and unbuttoned my jeans and let them drop and stepped out of them. Remembering what had happened to Janet, I quickly unfastened my bra and pulled my panties down. He was not as impressed with my undies, white cotton. "You must be a country cunt," he said as he picked up my white undies. The he noticed the stain from my earlier wetspot. "Somethin got you horny girl?" I just looked down at the floor. He pushed me over to a chair in front of Janet and tied me to it. 

He left the building for awhile and I asked Janet what she thought was going to happen to us. Through teary eyes, she said, "I don't know Robin, but if we cooperate maybe we'll get out of here." I sat there staring at Janet and was amazed at what a terrific body she had. I was never transfixed with women's bodies, but I sometimes compared my body to other women's. She looked very athletic hanging there, her 38 tits with just a slight sag and her flat, firm stomach and I couldn't get over her shaved pussy, I always thought everyone kept their pubic hair. I ended my gaze with her long, tanned, silky smooth legs.

As I sat there gazing, my mind wandered back to my childhood. We were raised in a Christian environment and sex was never mentioned. The first person that told me about it was my cousin, Robert. He thought it was funny when I told him that mom and dad never did what he was talking about. He offered to show me all about it, but I ran home and didn't talk to him again for a very long time. Next, my cousin Amanda slept over one night and I woke up in the middle of the night to movement in the bed. 

I woke up to find Amanda fingering herself, "What are you doing?" I asked. "Oh come on Robin, it's natural, ain't you ever done it?" When I confessed that I hadn't, she took my hand and made me touch myself and pretty soon, I got this warm, fuzzy feeling all over. After that, I began doing myself pretty regularly and it got to be something I couldn't live without. One day, out at the barn, Amanda yelled, "Robin, come here, I want to show you something." 

When I went into the barn, she went over to the stall and grabbed our horses cock and started jacking it off. "Just watch," she said. And before too long, the horse started whinnying and naying and this gusher came shooting out of his cock, I thought that was amazing. In high school, I met up with my Joe and we began dating regularly. Joe would always touch me when we parked after a date and we got pretty hot, but I wouldn't let Joe do anything other than pet. After we were married and left on our honeymoon, I was scared to death. Joe wasn't too sympathetic and just took me very roughly. It hurt so bad, but he just shoved his cock in me all the way and then when he came, all I could picture was that horse cumming and I thought I would never hold all of that in me. 

I was relieved when he was done, and after awhile of his fucking, I got used to it and it felt much better than my hand. Joe was very conventional, only straight missionary sex. He said my tits were too small and rarely ever even looked at them, much less touch them. I had never had oral sex, but he required me to give it to him. He said that my pussy was full of germs because I couldn't clean it out well enough to suit him, but his cock was external so it was clean. The first time he came in my mouth, I thought I would throw up. He held my head and made me swallow it and I didn't like that first load too much. After I sucked him a few times, I got used to the taste and I actually relished it. When the trouble began at his job, he quit fucking me pretty much, but still made me suck his cock a lot. 

Just then, the door opened and the guy who picked us up came back. This time, he had another man with him, younger and tall. "Lookey here what I found," he told his friend. His friend just smiled and surveyed the prizes. "Their car broke down, now ain't that a shame?" and they both laughed. He pointed to me and said, "This one's got cum in her drawers, she's a hot one." His friend went over to Janet and he turned on the video camera and aimed it Janet's way. 

"Nice tittie," the friend said. "Go ahead, take whatever you want, she won't mind." and then they both giggled. He reached up and grabbed Janet's tits and Janet winced in pain. Then he bent down and took one of her nipples in his mouth as tears began to roll down Janet's cheeks. "Don't worry honey, you'll enjoy it before we're through." His hand slid down across her tight stomach and stopped at her hairless pussy, "My God, it's bald!!!" and they both giggled again. 

He spread the lips of Janet's vulva and inserted a couple of fingers and began to move them in and out. Janet's tears increased and he sped up. Then he planted his mouth on hers and tried to kiss her as he fucked her with his fingers. She tried to pull away, but he grabbed the back of her head and kept it in place, never missing a stroke in her pussy. He pulled back and told her to let him in her mouth, when she refused, he grabbed her throat and started choking her, she soon complied. He abruptly stopped and backed away, and pulled down two ropes from the opposite wall. 

He stretched them over and attached them to Janet's ankles and pulled on another rope and Janet was raised up off the floor, her weight now supported by her wrists and ankles. As Janet's ankles came off the floor, they were spread apart too. When he reached the height he wanted, he stepped back and started removing his clothes. He wasn't too badly built and when he removed his boxers, a huge, thick cock emerged. Like I said, the only one I'd ever seen before tonight was Joe's. This guy was about 7 inches and was uncircumcised. He rolled the skin back off the head and it was a bright red with a small amount of cum collected on the end. 

He wiped the cum off the head with his finger and raised it to Janet's lips, "Lick it bitch!!!" She stuck her tongue out and collected his sample and swallowed it and he moved closer to her twat. He stroked his cock as he inched forward and I could see the terror in Janet's face as he eased into her bald pussy. She grimaced as he got the head of it in and then she screamed as he jammed the rest in without warning. "ARGHHHH" as he began to pump in and out of her. 

The position she was in caused her body to sway and as he withdrew, her weight forced her back on his rod. He began to pump her fast and furiously and you could her the resounding clap as his balls hit her ass. Soon, he reared his head back and cut loose with his load,"EEEEHHAAA!!" he screamed and the cum began to seep around his cock and puddle on the floor. The guy behind the camera untied me from the chair and retied my hands behind my back and inched me towards Janet. "Clean her up!!" he said. "I can't, with my hands tied" I told him. "With your mouth, you dumb bitch!!" I was shocked, I had never even touched another woman's pussy, much less with my mouth! I saw him reach for the rifle and I inched my head towards Janet's dripping cunt. I extended my tongue and tasted the first salty cum and the taste was good. I began licking around the outside of her bald pussy and catching the cum as it oozed out. "Put you tongue in there bitch and be quick about it!!" I inserted my tongue and licked up and down her vulva and then I broke through and my tongue was in her now. I slurped and licked and then I felt Janet moving and before I knew it, she unleashed a torrent of her own fluids, it about choked me. J

anet began to moan and screamed, "Don't stop Robin, don't stop!!" and I licked at her and took all she had to offer me. "Looks like we got us a couple of carpet munchers her man," the old guy told his friend, and they both laughed. As I was lapping at Janet's cunt, the older guy moved in behind me and started rubbing my ass. I jumped at first, but went back to licking Janet as she was building for another orgasm. Soon, I felt pressure against my pussy and realized that he was pushing his cock in me! I jerked up and he shoved my head back in Janet's pussy and entered me. 

It had been over a month since Joe fucked me and I had never been fucked from behind before. Eating Janet's pussy had made me wet and he slid in easily. I hadn't seen his cock, but it sure filled me up. He pumped and I licked, I bet it was quite a sight! Soon, a heat overcame me and I found myself moaning into Janet's pussy as he pumped his load in me and Janet screamed from another orgasm. He pulled out and made me turn around and lick him off. Janet was lowered to the floor and he told me to go sit on her face. I had never been eaten before and didn't know what to expect, but Janet sure enjoyed it, so I should too. 

A small drop of cum dropped on Janet's lips and she sucked it in as I lowered myself to her face. When I was close enough, her tongue came out and guided me the rest of the way. I rested on my knees and rocked my pussy across her lips. The feeling was exquisite!! Her hot tongue felt good in me and I let my head drop to her pussy and began eating her again. It was cumbersome because my hands were still tied behind my back, but I didn't let that slow me down. 

We were both becoming very excited now and our passions consumed us. The older guy moved behind me and I felt something greasy on my ass. He rubbed it up and down my crack pausing at the entrance and working it into my asshole. He started with his pinky and worked his way up to his thumb. Then I felt something larger trying to gain entrance. MY GOD, I've never been fucked in the ass, it was his cock!! "No, please," I screamed with my mouth still full of Janet's pussy. He put his hand on the back of my neck and shoved me into Janet's pussy and rammed his cock in my ass. Tears began to flow as he began pumping my ass, but Janet never stopped eating me. 

Soon, I relaxed a little and it didn't hurt as much and to take my mind off of it, I returned to eating Janet. He pumped my ass and Janet and I ate each other. Janet and I both had a huge orgasm and then he pumped my ass full of cum. As he withdrew his cock, a big glob of cum dropped on Janet's forehead. He went over to his buddy and said," What do you think of our little nymphos?" 




Girls Night Out



It was girl's night out Sunny and her friends were going to the local club. It has been a long time since Sunny has gone out. She can't seem to find the time to do much of anything these days, between work and school, by the time she gets home she is ready to drop. Nevertheless, a couple of her friends talked her into going out, they promised she would not regret it. Just as she gets out of the shower she hears the girls honking outside. She can't seem to get ready fast enough. Finally she throws on a red skirt and shirt, slaps some makeup on her face, pulls her hair back, and runs out the door. 

As they arrive at the club she feels herself relaxing a bit, as they make their way around the bar, finding the last remaining table they order the first round of drinks. The waitress comes back with the drinks and tells them that the guy at the bar paid for the drinks, they raise their glasses and thank him. Just as they are ready to order another round the tall dark gorgeous man from the bar approaches the table. As he leans down in between the girls and looks at Sunny, he then reaches for her hand and tells her how beautiful she is, (with her long dark hair, big brown eyes, she stands about 5'3 122lbs). She begins to blush. She laughs and says thanks. He can't take his eyes off of her. He asks if he may join them, with a giggle the girls agree the stranger from the bar takes a seat. He introduces himself as Christopher he settles in among the three girls and begins a conversation. They find them selves talking about everything, her job, school, and his job where he went to college, their hobbies, likes, and dislikes. 

Before she knows it its after midnight, she cant help but wonder where the evening had gone. The band yells out "last set" and Chris grabs Sunny's hand and leads her to the dance floor, He pulls her close as they start dancing, her heart is pounding it has been so long since she has felt the warm touch of a man. Sunny broke up with her boyfriend almost a year ago, he just didn't like the fact that he came after her school and work, she felt so pressured by him that she had to break it off. She found herself getting lost in his touch and this scared her. The song was over just as soon as it started or so it seemed to Sunny. Heading back to the table he puts his arm around her waist, she grins and moves a little closer to him, back at the table he whispers to her that he would like to see her again she agrees this would be nice but the night isn't over yet. The night slowly comes to an end, Sunny tells Christopher good night and turns to walk away. Feeling like schoolgirls she and her friends walk to the car and begin to giggle, Chris runs to her and tells her he would like her telephone number, she gives it to him. He kisses her good night, opens the door for her and she climbs in. 

On the way back to her house she and her friends talk about Chris, she tells them how good it felt to have his body against hers on the dance floor and how she longed for the closeness of a man, how her body ached. They pulled up in front of Sunny's house as she got out she told them she had a great time and was happy she went. 

Sunny made her way up the front steps as she opened the door she heard a car pull up, she turned to see who it was, and to her surprise it was Christopher her heart fell to her feet, she couldn't believe he followed her home. He got out of his car and ran up the stairs to meet her before she went in, he grabbed her pulled her close and kissed her passionately she pushes open the door with her foot and leads him in. Inside they continue to kiss, she finds her body melting as he caresses her, she pulls away fearing this might be moving to fast. She tells him to have a seat she has to go change. 

She heads into the bathroom and slips on a robe; it feels good to be out of those clothes. She walks back out to the living room and sits down next to him. He asks to make sure it was OK that he followed her home? She tells him yes, she is happy he did. 

He reaches over and kisses her again, at the same time running his large strong hands up and down her leg, moving up to her inner thighs. She can't help herself she gives into his warm wet kisses, as his hands start to roam around her body, she sinks down in the couch waiting and wanting everything he has to give. He slowly unties her robe and lets it fall open, looking at her bare body, large firm breast, and slim tight stomach. She leans up and pulls his shirt over his head, now she too has something to look at and admire; damn does she like the view. 

He leans down and starts kissing her lips, moving down to her neck across her chest, taking in one nipple at a time flicking it sucking it in, teasing her wildly. She lets out a soft moan as her body starts to shake. He makes his way down her body with his tongue his hands gripping her breast squeezing them tugging on her nipples. As he reaches her inner things she lifts her legs bending her knees slightly leaving her forbidden pasture open for him, he moves in slowly sucking her clit into his mouth, nibbling, as his fingers start rubbing the outside of her ever so wet pussy. She cannot restrain as she pushes his head down, forcing his mouth over her wet and waiting pussy. He begins to lap at it like a kitten drinking milk, it tastes so sweet, digging his tongue in deep and pulling it back out, up her clit then back in, she moans with pleasure as excitement builds. He pushes her legs up to her chest running his tongue across her slit, from hole to hole licking up her sweet ass and back to her pussy. 

His cock wanting out of his jeans so desperately bad he stands and starts working them off. She lay there watching him offering a hand to help, as his jeans fall to the floor she reaches for his rock hard cock, pulling him to her she stares at it as it lays In her hand, she sits up and takes it in her mouth with long hard full sucks, forcing it to the back of her throat flicking it with her tongue as lets it fall from her mouth. 

Christopher bends down and takes her in his arms moving toward the bedroom their hearts racing, bodies aching. Reaching the bed, he slowly lays her down…lower himself on top of her, He begins to tease her with his cock letting it flap against her wetness as he holds himself up rocking back and forth. She can't take much more of the teasing her body wants to feel him deep inside of her. She wraps her arms around him and pulls down; he starts kissing her passionately, the heat building as two bodies become one. 

He slowly begins to guide his cock into her wet opening, she gasps as the head enters, it has been a long time since she has felt a man he works his body down forcing a little of his cock in at a time. Sunny wraps her legs around his waist, her nails running up and down Chris back, both moaning, the sweat running off him dripping on her. Sunny can feel she is about to explode, she quickly rolls over taking top which puts her in control. Leaning up sitting on Chris, she begins to ride him. Almost turning it into a game he begins to buck, Sunny trying to say on, she rides harder and faster, taking his hands and lacing their fingers together she holds on that way, as the heat rises and the moment becomes more intense Sunny thinks to herself fucking has never felt so good or so right!

Chris leaning up and pulling Sunny to him, he kisses her, flicking his tongue around her mouth, and he whispers FUCK ME SUNNY! Moving his hands to her hips, forcing her down on him Sunny begins to ride harder and faster then ever! Grinding down on Chris rotating her hips Sunny can NO longer hold back, as she feels his cock swell inside her. As he starts to release his hot cum inside her she begins let her juices flow, The orgasm is the strongest one Sunny can ever remember having. Screaming out his name CHRIS, he moans out hers SUNNY it seems to last forever, she falls down on top of him/her body shaking, his trembling. He wraps his arms around her as they listen to each other's hearts beat. 

She rolls over and lays beside him, he puts one arm under her head pulling her to his chest, he whispers I never want to let you go. She kisses his chest as they lay next to each reliving every step of what they just experienced. 

Sunny grins as she drifts off to sleep hoping when she wakes he will still be there and there will be more to come!



Girls Night Out



You were out with the girls. The whole crew was there: Deb, Laura, Tina, Mysti, and of course you. This was the traditional monthly “girl’s night out.” All of you were dressed up in your best “knock em dead” outfit. You would let the guys buy you drinks and then more drinks and then leave them high and dry. All of you loved the heavy flirting and incessant attention that the guys gave you but for the most part, nearly without exception, all of you had been good girls and gone home alone. This particular night you met the girls at the bar by about 10 P.M. Your heart just wasn’t in it so after a short while you declared to the ladies that your night had come to an end and it was time for you to hit the trail. 

Laura said, “Dammit Sarah, if you were a man I’d say that you were pussy whipped.” Of course they teased you and ragged you and said that you were wrapped around your new man’s little finger. Without batting an eye you flipped them the bird and said that they were just jealous and that your new man could take care of any of them with both of their hands tied behind their back. With that you got a loud burst from the girls as you got up and collected your things. 

As you walked away you heard them sending challenging remarks back to you telling you to send him out when you got home. You just smiled as you walked to the door. Typically all the ladies would leave together to discourage the occasional drunk from following one of the ladies out to the car and creating issues. In your haste to leave to go home for the night you completely forgot to take someone with you until the minute you stepped out the door and realized how alone you really were outside. You looked around and didn’t see a soul. It was about 11:30 P.M., too late for any new people to be coming in and too early for the patrons inside to call it quits. 

You hesitated for a moment, considering turning around and getting an escort to the car. In the end you decided you were being too jumpy and decided to just walk to the car by yourself. You had parked around the corner of the building just out of sight of the door. You quickly walked down the steps and hurriedly rounded the corner. Once reaching your car you fumbled in your purse for your keys and were relieved when you finally placed the key in the lock. Before you could turn the key you felt a strong hand reach from around behind you and cover your mouth silencing your scream before you could even get it out. The grip was almost suffocating. With all of your senses alert you tried to struggle until you saw him hold a knife blade in front of your face. Pure fear entered your heart as you heard him gruffly say, “Say a word and I’ll cut your throat.” He asked if you understood and you stiffly nodded your head. Why had you left without someone to walk with you? He drug you around to the front of the car, deeper under the shadows of the night. Keeping you in front so you couldn’t see him he kept the sharp blade of the knife fixed on your throat, almost daring you to make a sound. Then he pulled a blindfold over your eyes and tied it tightly. It was so tight that it pressed hard against your eye balls and was almost unbearable. Interestingly, before he tied the blindfold behind your head he pulled your long blonde hair over the blindfold around the back of your neck so that your hair would hang over the blindfold. 

You struggled through the fright in your mind to decide what to do. You thought back to that self defense course you had taken, frantically trying to push some thought of reasoning into your terrified mind. There was only so much you could do as long as he kept that knife to your throat. You felt him pull your arms behind your back and tie them together with a rope. He did it so quickly that you never even had a chance to resist. It was almost as if he knew what he was doing or that he had done this before. He pushed you back against a wall with you facing him. You were breathing heavy now and you could feel your chest heaving against each breath. He wouldn’t have much resistance from your clothing. You had worn a white blouse that fit tightly and had spaghetti straps. Since this was a “girls night out” you were in full tease mode and hadn’t worn a bra under your shirt to show off all of your curves. Even though you were over 30 and had kids you had worked hard to keep your body in shape. Gravity had been good to you and your perfect B Cup breasts didn’t sag a bit and you took every opportunity to show them off as much as was legally possible. 

You had donned a mid thigh, low cut, hip hugging blue jean skirt that showed off both your nice shapely legs and your very sexy midriff. And of course no panties. You were totally at his mercy and even though you couldn’t see a thing you could almost feel his eyes feasting on your body. He stepped back and released you. After several seconds that seemed like several minutes you started to speak to see if he, or if someone, was there. As soon as you began to open your mouth you felt the cold steel point of the blade under your chin. In that same rough voice he reminded you not to utter a sound. He slowly reached around behind your head and wove his fingers through your hair. 

When he reached the back of your head he clinched his fist and pulled your hair tight pulling your head back. Now that he had you completely under his control he slowed down his efforts. He knew he had you helpless and he was taking his time and enjoying himself. As he pulled your hair tight you could feel his closeness. You could feel his breath and you could smell his scent. Strangely neither were repulsive. He took his knife and ran the side of the blade down your check and neck. As the blade passed over your shoulders you felt him slide it under one spaghetti strap and then pull the blade against the thread. It easily cut through the strap and you could feel it fall and dangle against your breast. 

You thought your heart was about to beat through your chest. Your worst fear had become reality. He easily cut through the other strap in the same fashion. Everything seemed to turn into slow motion as he adeptly worked his hands over your body. Even though you were obviously terrified you could sense a calmness, a confidence in this man. At no point did he seem nervous or unsure of himself. Maybe this is what calmed you because you slowly felt your terror subside. You couldn’t imagine what was wrong with you. This should be the most terrifying moment in your life and you were no longer feeling total terror. There was no doubt that you were scared, but the terror was gone. Still holding your head strongly in his grip you could feel his knife slowly sliding over your right breast as he brought the blade down your chest and tummy. 

You felt the knife tuck under your shirt and your shirt wadded up as he pulled the blade upward. You heart leaped again as his blade cut through the fabric leaving your breasts fully exposed. The cool breeze wisped across your breasts and you could feel your nipples harden. You couldn’t believe that you were standing here, fully exposed to this man, and totally at his mercy. Suddenly the man placed his mouth and lips on your left breast. It wasn’t rough and hard like you would have expected. Instead he took his time and slowly sucked each nipple with soft lips and a soft mouth. Then he took more of your breast in his mouth and sucked more fully still holding your head back. With your head pulled back and your arms tied tightly behind your back your breasts really stuck out and he took full advantage of that situation. 

All thought of trying to escape had left your brain. You were totally concentrating on what he was doing and trying to predict what he would do next. After several minutes he gripped your hair behind your head with his other hand. He just held you there for a short time and then you could hear him working with something. Then you heard his zipper open on his pants. Fearfully you struggled but he held you tight. Tighter than you ever imagined. He whipped you around so that his back was against the wall. Slowly he started forcing your head downwards. He pulled your head against his stomach and continued to force your head downward. You pushed hard against him but his strength was over powering. Finally, with you down on your knees, you could feel his cock rubbing against your face. His scent was strong now. That strong masculine scent. You’ve always love the smell of a man. Even now in this predicament you couldn’t deny the pleasure of that smell. 

He rubbed his hard cock lightly on the cheeks of your face. You could feel the heat that his cock projected as he stroked his smooth manhood across your tightened lips and then to the other cheek. The combination of his strong confidence and strong manly scent was intoxicating and you no longer struggled against his grip. Noticing this he started to push the head of his cock against your lips. Not getting any progress he stroked the side of his cock with your lips but couldn’t get his cock in your mouth through your clinched teeth. Not only was his scent strong now but even through clinched teeth you could taste him. This man was all man, something you found very attractive. Suddenly without warning he jerked you up to his face and said in his threatening voice, “Suck my cock and don’t you dare bite or this knife will slice your throat.” 

With that he pushed your head back down and his cock easily slid into your mouth. He pushed past your lips and teeth and you could feel the head of his cock push against the roof of your mouth as he filled your mouth. With each stroke of his cock inside your mouth you lost resistance. Without resistance he moved your head back and forth as he pleasured himself with your mouth. He would take long, slow, deep strokes completely filling your mouth and throat with is cock. Then he would pull his cock out and hold it in front of your mouth almost as if he were teasing you with it. Then he bumped your lips with the head of his cock and you started to suck on the head. Then almost taking over you started to lick down each side of his cock. You couldn’t believe what was happening. 

This man was raping you and you were enjoying it!! You knew that you should stop but you couldn’t stop yourself. In fact you could feel the heat building between your own legs. Pulling your head back he pulled your open mouth to his balls and let you gently lick and suck each ball. Then he pulled your mouth back to his cock and you hungrily engulfed it. All you could think about was pleasing this man. Blind to sight and now blind to passion you licked and sucked while allowing him to control your movements. In one swift movement he picked you up and leaned you against the wall. Still holding tight with his fist full of hair he reached behind you with the other hand and unzipped your skirt. Your head was spinning out of control and you didn’t know whether you should cry out of fright or cry out of passion. 

The next thing you knew he was lifting you up and putting your legs on his hips. He drove his cock into you deep with the first thrust. He continued thrusting harder. By this time you were over the edge. All of your emotions came pouring out as you started to cum. Your body started to shiver as the intensity of your orgasms spread over you time and time again. He kept thrusting faster and with nearly every thrust the orgasm seemed to explode. His fist clinched even tighter and his thrusts got more powerful and you could hear a low growl deep in his throat. One last thrust and his orgasm burst from his loins. In a couple of minutes he set you down on the ground and pulled something on your ropes and then just disappeared. You didn’t even hear him leave. You loosened your hands and then pulled your blindfold off. It was dark but not as dark as behind the blindfold and it took your eyes a moment to adjust to the small amount of light. You staggered while getting up, not quite knowing what to do. 

Your mind was still spinning from everything that had just happened. Picking up what was left of your blouse and then your skirt you walked to your car and was happy to find that your keys were still in the door and your purse was on the ground untouched. You opened the door and got in. The leather seats were cool compared to your still warm and sweating body. You started the engine and started toward home. You could feel the vent blowing over your still naked skin and you could feel your nipples tighten a little. You let your hands fall between your legs and you stroked the insides of your thighs feeling the mixture of your juices. Your clit was still very much aroused and it didn’t take much playing until you came again, although not as intensely as before. When you got home he met you at the door with a smile. “Hey Baby! Wow, from the looks of it you’ve had an eventful evening. Why don’t you come tell me about it? I’ve prepared a warm bubble bath for you.” With that he pulled you in close with a soft tight hug. That familiar masculine scent came back to you….



Girls Night Out



They barely made it in the front door before she pulled her top over her head. They kissed for a moment before he unhooked her bra and bent down to suck on her tits. Now he pushed her down to her knees. She had never cheated on her husband before. As she was about to take this stranger's cock into her mouth, she thought about what had brought her to this moment. Dena had always been a very sexual person. This was not her first one night stand with someone she had just met. She loves getting fucked. The dirtier, the better. But she had found her soul mate. She the one man that could fulfill all her needs and desires and she loved him deeply. So how did she wind up shirtless in this man's house, on her knees, with his hands on the back of her head, and his cock deep in her throat?

It was "girls night out" and she really needed to get out with her friends and let off some steam. Work was driving her nuts and she hadn't just cut loose and relaxed in months. She dressed pretty casual, but still sexy. She had on her red low cut top that really showed off her great 36c tits. Her long blond hair was pulled up into a high ponytail and her lipstick matched her shirt. Although she as just wearing jeans, they were tight and her ass really filled them out. She put on her wedding ring, diamond earrings that matched, along with a matching diamond solitaire necklace. She wasn't dressed to thrill, but she couldn't help but look hot. When her friends got to her house, she kissed her husband goodnight and said she'd be back when the bar closed. He walked out to the car and they waved to each other as the car drove off.

"Ram that cock down my throat!" she gasped between strokes. God how she loved acting like a total drunk whore. Although this was never her intention when she went out tonight, she was really getting into it. She could feel her necklace bouncing between her tits as he grabbed her ponytail and fucked her face. Only two hours earlier Dena and her friends were doing shots and laughing as men asked them to dance. Eventually they decided to stop saying "no" and decided to let loose and dance. As her single friends started hooking up, Dena found herself more in the company of men and less with her friends. "I'm married" she told him. And he said, "It's only a dance." When her friends said, "We're going across the street to check out the band" she found herself alone with this man, who she found mildly attractive, dancing and drinking. 

Now it was time for a slow dance. He led her to the floor now they stood there in the middle of the crowded dance floor. He felt good as he held her tight. She pressed harder against him. He smelled good. The alcohol seemed to melt her inhibitions away. His hands moved down to her ass. Somehow, no matter how wrong it seemed, her lips found his and they began to kiss passionately. Before she knew it she grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go before they get back. I've got three hours before I have to be home and I need to get fucked" 

"You like to fuck my mouth? She said, still stroking his cock with her hands.

"Fuck yeah!" was all he could say before she took him balls deep into her mouth again. She worked herself into a frenzy and now she was totally free. She slowly stood up and slowly peeled her jeans down. He just stared at this gorgeous blond who was now stripping in front of him.

"You like what you see? Hmmm?" she said playfully. "Now your gonna see the whole package." 

As she peeled her thong down and kicked it away, she thought to herself "there's no turning back now, I'm about to let this guy fuck me like a cheap slut... and I like it"

Dena spread herself out on the floor in front of him and opened her legs wide to show her perfectly shaved pussy. Stroking her soaking wet pussy with her left hand, she could feel wedding ring rubbing he clit as she shoved her fingers in and out of her cunt. 

"Are you gonna stand there and watch, or are you gonna fuck me?" she said, licking the pussy juice off her fingers.

He got down on the floor and started kissing his way up her legs until his tongue found her pussy. He licked and sucked it feverishly.

"Oh fuck... OH FUCK... YEAH, LICK THAT CUNT!! MMMNNMNMNGG!!!" she screamed as she came hard. 

She shook violently as the orgasm ripped through her body. She grabbed him by the hair, pulled him to her mouth and kissed him hard. She stopped only long enough to say. "FUCK ME!"

She closed her eyes tight and gasped as she felt his cock enter her. Why does something so wrong fell so god damn good. She spread her legs wide. 

" THAT'S IT! FUCK ME HARD..FUCK ME LIKE A GOOD WHORE...OH..OH..OH..OOHH!! THAT'S WHAT I NEED!!.. YEAH!! MMMNMNMNGG" She couldn't control herself. She loved being a dirty slut. He held her legs up high and fucked her good. Her tits bounced hard as he slammed deep into her willing hole. He pounded her cunt deep and hard. God she loved cock. She spread as wide as she could. She wanted to be slammed hard and deep. He drilled her cunt relentlessly. Her pussy squeezed his cock tightly.

"GIVE IT TO ME!! HARDER!! ..YEAH..FUCK MY HOLE... FUCK ME... YEAH!" the words just poured out of her mouth. She began to finger her clit as he drove his cock into her soaking cunt. She came hard. Her body shook and she arched her back, which allowed him to drive deep into her convulsing pussy. Her cunt was so hot and wet it pushed him over the edge. He pulled out and came all over her tits. After she caught her breath, she told him to get dressed while she went to the bathroom and cleaned up. 

She came out of the bathroom looking perfect like nothing ever happened and said plainly, "take me back to the bar." As the car pulled back up to the bar he asked "Don't you even want to know my name?" 

"No, not really." She said as she closed the door and went back into the bar.

She ordered another drink just as her friends came back in. 

"The band rocked. You missed a great time across the street." They said

"I was just fine." Dena replied.

As they walked out to the car to go home, her mind drifted to the cock she just had deep in her throat and pounding she was getting just minutes earlier and what a slut she had been. Just thinking about it made her almost come again. It never felt so good to be so bad. Now she couldn't wait to get home and fuck her man. I might be a slut, but, I'm HIS slut and I'm gonna fuck him like there's no tomorrow. She needed to get out, and now she couldn't wait to get home. "Girls night out" was good.



Girls Night Out



It's been some time since I've last written about my little Courtney's sexual exploits.

For those of you who are unfamiliar the following is a brief description of my wife, as described in previous stories:

Courtney is a very pretty Puerto Rican and Irish girl who; I have found out, loves to be a very dirty girl. She is 5'4", 120 lbs. with a perfect ass and exceptional tits. (They're only an A cup but they are absolutely perfectly shaped with soft pink nipples that harden like pencil erasers on contact) She has long brown hair, soft brown eyes and all eyes gravitate to her when we go out, especially when she doesn't wear a bra (which she never does).

…Last week (Saturday Night) was the designated "girls night out" night. Courtney had been growing more and more vague as to the location and particulars relative to these outings for the past several monthly outings. I was reserved to the fact that the level of flirtation with men had been on the rise on these outings. I'm not basing that solely on the secrecy aspect, but more on the fact that a night of drinking with the girls had turned into a free event for her. I don't know how many men weren't getting their monies worth out of buying her drinks, but I do appreciate their efforts. She was returning to me a little drunk and very horny each night and these "girls night out" after sexploits were getting to be pretty mind blowing.

Anyhow last week I decided to make her pay for her behavior - it was about 1:00 a.m. and she was still a long way from returning home, so I figured I would set up a little reminder to show her that she's still my slave – no matter how much she may control other men.

I decided to put out a vibrator, a jar of Vaseline and some towels next to her toothbrush – this way when she went into the bathroom to wash up, she would get a little kick of adrenaline. She never became fully comfortable with anal sex despite enjoying it. The initial fear is a hurtle that she reluctantly overcomes either when she's so horny that anything goes or when I decide that she needs to be "put in her place". This night she needed to be "put in place". She needed have her status of being my slutty fuck toy reaffirmed. 

I placed a brief note with the aforementioned vibrator and grease, it read the following: 

"I hope you had fun, now it's payback time – wake me up by sliding my cock up your ass"

It must have been after 3:00 when I heard her come in – making a racket, but trying not to. I'm sure she was thinking she was home free – unaware what her ensuing bathroom trip had awaiting for her. 

When she journeyed into the bathroom there was about five minutes of silence, which was followed by a quick shower. As soon as I heard the water running I knew she had surrendered and my cock grew rock hard in anticipation.

I just laid back and waited for the show to begin as my cock stood at attention beneath a sheet.

As she entered the room she turned on the light, just bright enough to cause me to notice through my closed eyelids. I wondered to myself if she was naked, and I wanted to open my eyes to see, but I contained myself just long enough to feel the sheet being peeled back exposing my cock to a cool breeze. The next sensation was that of cold Vaseline being lathered on my dick by her dainty hands, with perfectly manicured nails.

I slowly opened my eyes as I was "waking". And there she was leaning over the side of the bed rubbing that cold gloppy grease all over my cock – that in and of itself nearly made me explode – but I knew to wait and that the wait would be worth while.

"Are you here for your discipline?" I muttered

"Yes" she replied and without a further word she positioned herself on top of me, placing the towels and vibrator on the bed within reach.

"Take your punishment, and don't be gentle" I instructed her as I watched her hand; tightly clenched around my cock, begin to take aim on that sweet ass of hers…

I continued to watch in silence as she; with eyes closed, began to press down on my overly engorged purple head. No doubt this was going to be a tough fit straight up.

She pressed and pressed making the sexiest, dirtiest faces you could ever imagine. Bearing down harder and harder trying to force herself open…and than a little bouncing, so slight, but enough, and I felt her ass begin to succumb. I pinched her erect nipples to move the pain around for her a bit.

Slowly she rocked her way down on me until she was virtually sitting on my lap, ass spread wide and filled deep.

"Now fuck yourself with it – like the filthy whore you are" I commanded her, and it was just the initiative she needed. Her pace quickened and the strokes lengthened, she was grinding away with reckless abandon. Fucking her own ass far more ruthlessly than I would ever dare.

As she groaned in what appeared as intense pleasure I reached for the vibrator. I wanted to get it in her just right, so that she could be filled in both holes simultaneously. 

At first I rubbed it at medium speed against her clit. This was met with almost instantaneous protest – "Oh no you're gonna make me cum!"

With her objection it seemed like the time to go for it all, so I placed the tip of the cock like vibe on the opening of her soaked pussy, and as she continued her motion of grinding with my cock in her ass, I began to insert it.

Oddly enough the vibe went in with relative ease, and I was able to rest the base just above my cock. (Pretty cool like having two penises)

This was an incredible sight as well as an amazing sensation…to good to last for long…

Within seconds I felt her begin to cum so hard. Her ass just squeezing the cum out of me – it was uncontrollable! I didn't intend to cum in her ass (as per her usual request), but I had no choice. My cock was pumping beyond my control for what seemed to be minutes – it just pumped my juice deep inside her ass – in mass volume.

When we both finished cumming Courtney removed the vibe and just sat on top of me (cock still inside), seeming bewildered – unable to comprehend what she had just done. Her orgasm had all but paralyzed her.

I slowly withdrew my cock to wash up, leaving her alone with her thoughts – hoping some of those thoughts to be how she has to do this again, and again…



Girls Night Out



"Yeah, you're right, girl. I need to have a fun night out. It's been a while. I just don't want to deal with men right now, you know," I'm explaining to my friend, Jess, over the phone. "Don't get me wrong, I love cock but it's not like I want to go home with every one of them. I just want to have some fun and go home alone sometimes. It's not like I have a connection with every man I meet."

I hear Jess laugh and say, "Maybe it is time you converted." Jess and I had known each other for a couple years before she came out. She seems so much happier now that she is openly dating women. She loves hitting the lesbian bars in San Francisco and this time she tells me that I should go with her. I think about it for a minute and tell her that I want to go and would meet her for dinner after work before we hit her favorite spot in the city. We talk about where to have dinner then I hang up the phone and get back to work.

A few hours later and thankful that it is Friday night, I walk through the door of the restaurant, looking around to find Jess. I spot her at a table in the middle of the room with a couple of her friends and walk towards the table. We all say our hellos ordered some drinks as we looked over the menu. As the waitress returns with our drinks and takes our orders, we all get comfortable and started to chat. One of the friends, Lynn, turns to me and asked, "Are you ok that we decided to go to the city to party and hit a favorite spot? Erin is going to be our designated driver since she doesn't drink," she looks over to Erin, "so that means we can party all night long!"

"Absolutely, no problem; I am actually looking forward to having a good time so let the fun begin," I tell her. I raise my glass, smile at the three and say, "Cheers, to a fun girls' night out!" Everyone agrees and takes a drink of their cocktail.

I look around the table to see what everyone was wearing. Jess, as usual, is wearing black pants, white shirt and black jacket. Her long curly hair gelled the way she liked it and no make up. Lynn, being more feminine, is wearing a green short dress, her make-up done perfectly and her short red hair immaculately done. Erin, on the other hand, has her dark hair brushed haphazardly, in jeans, black t-shirt and a heavy flannel shirt with no make up. I look down, seeing my work clothes as I didn't have time to change before meeting them for dinner. I was wearing a black tight skirt that went just above my knees and matching jacket, white buttoned lace shirt and black heels; I was comfortable, so thought to myself, what the hell. I did manage to unbutton the top two buttons in the car so it didn't look too much like it was a work outfit. My long black hair brushed to a shine, laying passed my shoulders with my bangs just at my eyebrows. I didn't need much make up but had touched it up before leaving work.

We eat our dinner, talk and have more drinks when Jess tells us about this woman she has a huge crush on. Her name is Katherine but goes by Kat. Throughout dinner and on our ride to the city, she continues to talk about Kat, so naturally we give Jess a hard time.

After an hour drive, we get to the bar and as soon as we walk in, Jess starts to look around for Kat. We all give her another ribbing because her head is spinning as if she was Linda Blair in Exorcist. Suddenly she gasps out loud, walks quickly to the dance floor, leaving us wondering where she went. But knowing Jess as we do, she will find us when she wants to, so Lynn and I tell Erin that we need a drink and walk over to the bar. Erin is watching Jess come back and points to us at the bar. I see this tall blond walk over with them, realizing that she is Kat. I find out that she is over 6 feet and with her motorcycle boots, she is a giant in the bar among all the women. She is wearing black leather pants, that hugs her long, lithe legs and a tight black tank top that shows her curves and covered with matching leather jacket. Her hair is short and pulled back with gel and she has little make-up on but is really gorgeous, which makes her stand out even more than her height.

Jess introduces us all, we look around to find a table to sit and enjoy the night. Jess and Kat start to talk quietly on their own while Lynn, Erin and I were watching people come and go on the dance floor. Lynn sees a friend across the way, gets up to talk to her and Jess and Kat decide to hit the dance floor so Erin and I join them, too.

After a couple dances, I need to sit out and have another drink so I go back to the table, Erin following. We sit and chat when Jess comes back alone, looking a little dejected. Wondering what was wrong, I ask her. She sits down looks at me and says, "I asked Kat out and she said that she was not interested in me that way. She told me that she would love to hang out and be friends but she's more interested in getting to know you."

"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask her, surprised.

"That's what she just told me," Jess looks at me sadly. "I let her know that you're straight, was just out to have a good time and hang out with friends tonight. She thinks she can convert you," Jess says laughing at me.

"Oh, shit, I don't need this." I look at her and shook my head. "I came out to party; not have to worry about being picked up and now you are telling me that a woman wants me."

"I know, I know! I told her but she said she wanted to get to know you better and talk some," Jess tells me. "I am bummed but you can't make someone like you, so glad it is you and not someone else." She giggles and says, "Well, get ready, because here she comes."

I turn and see Kat walking back towards us. Always being pretty upfront, I know I will have to tell Kat that I am not interested but strangely, I feel some hesitation in doing so. She is fun, vivacious and I think that she and I could become fast friends. Just wasn't sure about a sexual relationship.

She sits next to me and smiles. I smile back and when I look up, Erin and Jess decide to take a walk through the bar and see if any friends were around, which leaves me alone with Kat. As we look at each other, she pulls her chair closer to me and asks, "Did Jess tell you about my interest in you?"

"Yeah, she did," I answer. "Kat, you have to understand that I am straight. I love men and as much as I think you are gorgeous, I am not interested in a relationship with a woman."

"How do you know until you try it?" she asks. "Have you ever had a girlfriend or been with a woman?"

"I have had a threesome, once, but we were concentrating on the guy, not each other so I was ok with her being there," I tell her. "Ok, so I can't say that I have had a relationship with another woman but I never felt the need to."

"I think you should try before you say you don't want the experience. How do you know it is not for you unless you have tried?" she asks, looking at me seriously. She smiles suddenly and asks, "So you think I'm gorgeous, huh?"

Smiling, I look at her and realize that I am kind of turned on; thinking that a woman is making me feel this way, I suddenly am confused. Then I think, it is because I have had a few drinks and shrug it off until she leans over and kisses me full on the lips, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I was instantly hot, feeling my pussy getting wet and couldn't fathom that a woman was making me feel this way so I guess I must have looked confused when she pulled away.

She smiles at me and asks, "You ok? You seem surprised or confused."

"Yeah, I am both," I tell her honestly. "Never felt like this about a woman, so it is a bit disconcerting."

"Well, we can take it slow and see where it goes," Kat says. "I really want to get to know you and would love to be intimate with you. I think I can please you very much," she tells me, chuckling.

Not sure how to respond, I ponder it for a minute, look at her and say, "Let's start with friendship and see where it goes, like you said. I don't think it will be more than that, but I may be wrong. I just never thought of myself with a woman, so it is a new concept for me to think about and grasp."

"Well, I really enjoyed that kiss and would love to have another. It may not be tonight, though I wish it but will try to get steal one more soon," she says as she lifts an eyebrow and grins at me. "You have me so wet and turned on right now. You are so beautiful, so I can see why men are turned by you. Jess told me how men love to ask you out. God, I love your breasts; they are so sexy and um... voluptuous. I think I can have some fun with them."

Chuckling, I tell her that I have always been big busted for being average height and size. Wanting to change the subject as I see it heading in a direction I was not sure about yet and wanting another drink, I see a cocktail waitress, wave her over so we could order another round while we talk about our lives and get to know each other more.

Jess and Erin come back to the table, sit down and look at me, then at Kat. Both start to giggle and joke around with us as Erin asks if the kiss was a good one. I am flushed with embarrassment as I realize that they had seen us but Kat looks unconcerned. She looks over to Erin and tells her that it was one of the best she has ever had and is looking forward to the next one, which causes Erin and Jess to giggle some more. The rest of the night, Kat, Erin, Jess and I dance and drink as we chat, joke and have fun. Towards the end, Lynn comes back, all flushed, clothes a little wrinkled but grinning ear to ear. She tells us that she met a woman and they kind of had a little fun in the back room.

As we all walk to the parking lot to go home. Kat invites us to stay at her place as she lives nearby but since Erin is our designated driver we tell her that we are ok with the drive but would love to hang out another time again. She walks with us to Erin's car, and before I can get into the car, she reaches her hand around the back of my neck, pulls my face close to hers and kisses me again, this time deeper and longer. Moaning, she moves back, looks at me and whispers, "I will see you again, I promise."

Naturally, getting into the car, it was very quiet until we get to the freeway and then the girls all start to laugh out loud, ribbing me about how I have a "girlfriend". I take the ribbing all the way home, silently wondering about how I felt, especially after the kiss.

When I get home, I undress, get into bed and find that I can't sleep even though it is very late. My body is on fire and I need to dowse the flames. I slowly pull and tug on my right nipple as I glide my left hand over my stomach, down around my hips down to where my aching, hot pussy waits. I start to rub my clit with my left hand, moaning out loud as it feels so good. I reach further down and find that my pussy is dripping wet and I start to finger myself. I alternate rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy as I feel my body respond to my touch. My hips move to meet the thrusts and needing to cum so bad, I stop playing with my nipples and use one hand to pump my fingers into my pussy while I vigorously rub my clit. I feel the tension starting to build as my orgasm nears and the thought of Kat comes into my head as my orgasm rolls me, convulsing my body over and over until it stops. The thought of her made me cum this hard, I wonder what it would be like to have her pleasure me, then shake my head in denial as I fall asleep.

Over the course of the next couple of months, Kat seem to be everywhere I went with Jess, so slowly, I started to get to know her, really like her as a friend and realized that she has also me still confused about why she has the ability to turn me on with a look when other woman would not normally affect me in any way sexual; and how every time we meet, she gives me a full body hug and kisses me deeply. I acknowledge silently that she is affecting me and how I think of my sexuality towards her. I continue to find myself masturbating to the thought of her sexually pleasuring me and my orgasms seem to be more intense. It started to get me thinking what it would be like to actually be with her, which caused more confusion for me.

Almost three months to the day I first met Kat, we all decide to go back to San Francisco for a night out but this time I drive my car to meet up with them so that I can leave earlier if I felt the need. Being around Kat was making me confused, turned on and acted irrationally so mentally it helped to know my get away car was nearby.

I was able to change at work so instead of wearing work clothes, I dressed in a short flowing skirt with a lace tank, my jean jacket and because it was summer, I wore flat sandals to be comfortable. For whatever reason, I decided to wear a thong panty when I changed at work, so I felt very sexy and playful that night.

We meet at a Chinese restaurant, in San Francisco's Chinatown and get a booth at the back, which we find is pretty private and quite cozy. We have the waiter bring us a few beers to start with and order a bunch of food for dinner to share. While we eat and drink heavily, we talk about stuff we had done that week and joke around with each other. Kat and I were still eating when we realized that everyone left to hit the bar nearby. We order another round of beers and continue to talk. I found I liked talking to her and enjoyed her company.

Without knowing when, she had lifted my skirt, her left hand on my right thigh and was stroking it up and down. I swallowed hard because it felt incredible. I looked over at her and she leaned over and kissed me hard and we started to make out in the booth. I feel her hand over my left tit while she rubbed and pulled on my nipple as our tongues and lips teased and sucked. She pulled back, grinning, and when she moved back, her napkin fell to the floor. She went under the table to retrieve it, when I felt her hands on my thighs, spreading them wider apart. The way she was gliding her fingertips on my inner thighs had me so turned on I couldn't have stopped her if I tried.

I felt her lips kiss and lick my inner thighs, going from one leg to another, slowly moving closer to my pussy. I felt her hands around my hips, pulling me closer to the edge of the chair as I felt her lips touch my pussy lips. Her lips moved all around, kissing and licking as she used her fingers to move the panty aside so she could wrap her lips around my clit. The moment she did, my hips bucked towards her face and I softly moaned.

She moved her lips down to my pussy and I felt her tongue slide in, licking and fucking me. I heard her moan as her tongue continued to move in and out of my hot wet hole and it made me hotter than I have ever been. My hands started to play with my nipples through my shirt and I spread my legs wider as I felt her tongue me deeper.

She moved her lips back up and started to suck on my clit softly and slowly, nibbling it with her teeth as I felt her fingers slide into my pussy, moving slowly inside, feeling me. She started to pump her finger in and out a little faster as her tongue licked at my hard nub. I felt her suck my clit harder and harder as she continued to thrust her fingers into my pussy faster and faster. I moved my hips to the rhythm of her thrusts on to her face as my orgasm was getting closer and I felt my body tighten, readying itself for the release.

Pinching my nipples a little harder, I knew I was going to cum and felt my legs start to shake. My body jumped when my orgasm hit and she was wildly pumping her fingers into me while she kept sucking my clit hard, making me cum harder than I ever had before. Once my orgasm subsided, I felt her tongue inside my pussy, licking me, hearing her moan.

I looked around and realized where we were at and thought how lucky no one had come around the whole time she was getting me off. It must have been a sight with me slouched down on the chair, my hands on my tits, moaning.

She came back up from under the table, with her napkin, smiled and looked at me. She leaned over and kissed me and asked if I wanted to get out of there. We paid the bill and walked out into the warm night. She grabbed my hand, lifted it up and kissed it. Dazed, I wondered about what had happened but also was still turned on and for the first time in my life, I wanted to pleasure a woman. I wanted to pleasure her. "My place or the bar?" she asks. 

Already thinking of pleasuring her, I tell her that we are going to her place. We get my car so I can have it when I need to leave and drive over to her place. The trip takes less than 5 minutes which does not give me much time to think if this is really what I want to do, which I think is a good thing.

Once we get in to her place, we start to kiss and undress each other. She takes my jacket off of me and throws it on the couch. I remove her shirt and throw it on top of my jacket. She slowly pulls my lace tank off and kisses my cleavage and then removes my bra. She sucks on my right nipple as I pull her t-shirt off. She doesn't have a bra on so I smooth my hand down her back and pull her body closer to mine feeling her soft skin on me. We kiss again, falling onto her couch, our hands and mouths all over each other's tits and nipples.

I feel her hand go up my skirt and pull my thong panties down. Then she pulls my skirt down so that I am naked. She slides to the floor and gets between my legs but I stop her as I want to remove her jeans and pleasure her, which I tell her. She smiles and stands up, removes her jeans and panties and stands in front of me, legs slightly spread.

I touch her mound with my right hand, slowly sliding it down and over her clit as I hear her moan. Then I slide my fingers around between her legs, feeling the hair and soft skin. I put my face to her mound and gently kiss it. I look up at her and see that she has her eyes close and her mouth slightly open as she feels my hand touch and tease her. Her breathing is slowing down and her face is flushed. I pull her down to the couch, to sit next to me as I lean in to kiss her lips, sliding my tongue to taste and touch hers. Our hands touch every where, as we continue to kiss and our breathing becoming more labored as we aroused each other. Since is it s new experience for me, we take our time to let all of our senses be aroused. The touches, the sounds, the tastes were all intoxicating to me.

I slide down to my knees and get between her legs, very slowly letting my fingers run up and down her inner thighs, as my lips kissed the top of them, as I push them apart. My lips kiss the mound above her clit as my fingers explore the swollen lips and hard nub of her clit. I kiss my way to her clit, listening to her moan. I roll my tongue around her clit as I hear her gasp and grab my head. She looks down at me in surprise. I smile and say, "Hey, I have one, too, honey, and know what feels good so just doing what I know what I would like." She nods and I go back to her clit, softly sucking and licking it as my hands caress her pussy. I slowly slide a finger into her wet soft pussy and feel her juices cover it. Again she moans, a little louder as I start to slide my finger in and out, excruciatingly slow. I lick down to her pussy and around her pink lips, taking my finger out. I let my tongue slide into her wet hole and taste her for the first time; a salty but sweet taste, I think and start to lick deeper, feeling her hips push against my mouth. I moan into her pussy and the vibration of it makes her pussy twitch and causes her to groan.

Knowing what feels good to me, I start to lick and tongue her pussy while my thumb rubs her clit. I hear her continue to moan louder and louder as she huskily whispers how good she feels and how good I am pleasuring her. When I look up at her, I see that she is playing with her nipples, enjoying what I am doing to her body. As I plunge my tongue all the way in and out of her, I let my hands roam over her inner thighs and up her ass, caressing and massaging. I start to finger her asshole and she moans how good that feels so I keep playing with it as I tongue her.




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I can her breathing become quite labored and she is hissing that she is close to cumming so I take my mouth and cover her clit and start to suck it hard as I slide a finger in and out of her pussy. I take that finger out and slowly slide it in her asshole and hear her gasp in pleasure. I take a couple fingers from my other hand and slide them into her pussy and match the thrusts into her ass as I suck her clit so hard to take her over the edge.

I wildly finger fuck her pussy and ass and suck her clit so hard, her legs start to shake and she grabs onto the edge of the couch as I hear her quickly take in a breath; and then I hear her breath out loudly and say, "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck... Yessssssss! I'm cummingggggg! Oh god, I'm cumminggggg." I feel the walls of her pussy convulse over my fingers as her orgasm hits her hard, shaking her body. I keep pumping into her until she can't take it anymore.

As I pull my hands away, I look up at her and she grins down at me and says, "Are you sure you never did this before?"

Thus, my start into another dimension of my sexual experience; and so far, it is going great!



Girls Night Out



It was a typical Tuesday our usual group of girls met for a little time away from everyday things. All of us were drinking beer –laughing at each others jokes making a lot of noise on our end of the bar.

He came in I noticed him right away he walked passed us smiled at the giggles that followed him as he made his way to the bar. That is when our eyes met instant heat is what I felt when those piercing hazel eyes meet mine. The way his full lips caressed his beer bottle with each sip. His masculine hands my mind drifted on how they would feel on bare skin.

The rest of my table didn't seem to notice I tried to listen to the chatter of my friends. Every time I looked up you were watching me. Scolding myself for acting like a school girl I tried to put you out of my mind. Involuntarily my eyes kept looking your way. Taking in the muscular form of your thighs in your jeans. My eyes wander up from your lap wondering what maybe held behind that zipper. Your shirt partly open showing tan skin I look up higher. Catching my admiration you nod my way-my breath catches I made a gasping sound. Feeling the heat growing inside my panties getting damp no one seemed to notice my state. Suddenly I was preoccupied the feeling of 100's of tiny butterflies in my stomach.

Quietly I walked to the bathroom to calm myself. I really didn't understand what it was about you that made my usual self control falter.

I leaned up against the sink thinking about the intensity of your hazel eyes - your tan skin- full lips with that slow sexy smile. Your manly build firm arm muscles –hard chest –tight buttocks- strong legs as if my mind had taken a picture. My crotch reminding it had been awhile growing wetter with need. My nipples were bursting threw my clothes screaming for attention. I felt like a caged animal wanting to run free.

Standing there in my erotic daydream I heard the bathroom door open- not paying attention until suddenly I felt a warm gust of air on the back of my neck- a hushed deep voice whispering "Checking to see if you needed any help."

Not sure if it was a daydream or real I just smiled. Slowly I felt your hands on the middle of my back. "Stop me at anytime "you said. Lips softly nipped at the back of my neck, my ears. I leaned into you feeling your strength the power that surged inside. My nipples harden as I felt your manhood rub against my bottom. Definitely all man I smiled to myself I turned to say something you kissed me and whispered only speak if you want me to stop. You backed me up to the sink hungrily kissing my lips slowly licking and kissing my neck – your hands open my blouse – taking possession of one hard nipple first licking and softly pinching it – then taking it in your mouth and rolling it between your teeth.

Each movement built the fire inside from the ache in my swollen clit that seemed to be in tune with my hard nipples. Playing back and forth between both breasts- suddenly the door to the bathroom turned –you saw the panic of both being caught and not wanting to stop. Softly you whispered" I locked the door holding a finger to my lips telling me to stay quiet." Who ever it was out there... left easily enough. You hands returned to my body sliding one hand up my skirt – with one easy tug you pulled my panties down. You pushed my skirt up past my hips kneeling down you lick the inside of my thighs working slowly working your way up to my damp pussy. I reposition my legs to give you better access your tongue dipping deep inside then slipping out to swirl around my clit. Soon I was in a state where all I knew was the feel of the building climax. The contracting walls seeking relief Each wave took me to a higher ground one that was filed with a white light just a bit out of our reach. Each part of me grasping for the white light knowing once I got there all needs will be fulfilled.

Soon I was floating not really aware of anything as if my pussy was my brain. Taking on a life of its own breathing in you and all the sensations of your tongue and hands. Leaning back against the sink catching my reflection in the mirror seeing the wild passion in eyes. Every part of me was on fire need and hunger drove me – the room smelled of pussy – driving me so close to the edge then slowing down you controlled me. I couldn't take it any longer I rode your face not allowing you to slow up the pace again. I came hard – looking down I saw your eyes laugh at me, knowing how you out of control you had sent me. Standing up you lean in to kiss me your face I can taste my mustiness on your lips.

Moaning not wanting this to end I kneel looking up at you catching that look of need in your eyes .I take your engorged member first slowly between my lips .Making small bites with my lips I work from the head down the shaft nuzzling your balls . Softly sucking on them... Making you gasp then I take you fully into my mouth. Sliding you past my tonsils encouraging your hips to push further .My eyes look up pleading to you to plunge deeper and go faster. Moaning sending vibrations up your shaft you drive deeper. Our bodies rocking together riding out a storm. I can see your control falter I taste precum. Suddenly you stop in one swift move you have me on my knees bent over and you take me from behind. My breath catches at your rapid entry .Little moans sneak out no longer caring if someone hears. Your hands one on my hip and one roaming to my breast to my clit keeping the storm active and volatile. I meet each thrust panting and begging you continue together we ride out the waves of passion.

Again I head for the white light floating my body still on alert my nipples and my clit still acting as one .My muscles around your shaft tighten trying to bring you in deeper milking you demanding to ride this wave of animal like lust farther. Both of us are close to a release holding you in deeply you take a final plunge .You lean over me for a bit to catch your breath. Gently you help me button up my shirt – straighten my skirt.

You see my questioning look as you tuck my panties in your pocket. Quietly you leave the ladies room. I turn to the mirror to see if anyone will be able to tell what had happened as one of the girls came in "We were wondering if you are ok she asked" I smile and say nothing . I walk out with her – there is a fresh drink at my spot with a phone number on the napkin. I look over to you -you pat your pocket where my panties now call home. 

I smile back nod my head my body still tingling from our encounter. My mind is planning out our next time together.



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She heard the alarm go off at 5:30, just as it had every day now for the past couple of months ever since her brother had begun attending classes at a local university. She waited until hearing the sounds of him pad down the hallway towards the bathroom which was directly across the hall from her own room, moments later the sound of the shower being turned on and the sliding door opening, closing. And like every morning since she'd first learned her brothers little secret, she rolled out of bed and quietly made her way to the bathroom easily picking the lock which she'd also learned how to do, cracking it open slightly and stood there waiting.

Jessica was the typical beautiful teenage woman who had only recently graduated from high school herself, one year behind her brother. With long blond hair, green eyes and a tight firm figure, Jessica easily attracted looks from a lot of men, so it wasn't that she had any problems meeting men, nor that she had a "thing" for her own brother either. It wasn't that at all, but Jessica did have her own little secret, something that she'd discovered quite by accident really, but something that now fascinated her, almost consumed her beyond reason. Jessica had a thing for cum.

She now stood with the door slightly ajar peering into the bathroom where her brother stood inside the shower, just steamy enough to prevent him from realizing the door was cracked open, but not so steamy that she couldn't see the movements of her brothers hand as he stood jacking himself off, just as he did every single day before heading off to school. She stood there in the doorway fingering her dark colored nipples, enjoying the sensation that it brought her in doing so while she stood there becoming more and more aroused with each passing moment.

The first time she had caught her brother jerking off had been quite by accident, she had gone to the bathroom, opening the door, which he'd forgotten to lock. Only then, he had stood over the toilet, his dick pointed down towards the bowl as the first streamer of spunk flew from his cock towards it the very moment that Jessica had walked in. She stood there watching it, watching him as another, then another leapt from his prick, though his orgasm long forgotten, eyes wild with shock and embarrassment as his sister simply stood there watching the jettison of cream with her own wide-eyed surprised interest. He had fled past her in a hurry, not even bothering to flush, the sound of his bedroom door slamming moments later, though in truth, she didn't even remember hearing it. She had walked over looking down into the toilet to see the milky-white curdles of his spunk still floating about lazily down inside the bowl.

Jessica certainly wasn't naive, but she'd never seen a man cum either, aside from a few video's she had seen, and the one half-blurred moment when she'd actually caught her brother, she'd never really seen a man actually climax, never got a good look at the creamy substance that spurted, nor did she know how it felt, tasted, or even smelled.

She smiled, remembering, just as she'd done before, now watching, waiting for the telltale signs that her brother was nearing his orgasm. She watched one hand come up bracing himself against the wall of the shower, the other still fisting his prick, which he now pointed down towards the drain, spreading his legs. She wished she could actually see his cum spurt, but it was nearly impossible for her to do so at this angle, and with the fall of the water concealing most of it when he did. And as much as she'd have liked to see it cum, it was enough to know he was about to. Turning the little lock with her fingers, Jessica quietly closed the door hearing the soft click, and then stood for a few moments more before pounding on the door with her fist.

"Come on Jared! Hurry up in there! I've got to pee!" she demanded impatiently.

He answered by turning off the shower, signaling to her as he did so that he'd had his little climax, unbeknownst to his sister, and stepped out of the shower once again opening and then closing the shower stall door. 

"Hurry up," she added without knocking this time, though it was only moments before her brother stepped out, a towel wrapped around his still dripping body.

"Why is it you've always gotta pee when I'm showering anyway?" he asked her.

"Because of the shower running," Jessica said pushing past him, and then entered the bathroom closing and locking the door behind her. She heard her brother quickly head down the hall back towards his room, swiftly opening the shower stall door, smiling to herself when she looked down and saw what she hoped to find. "And today's was a good one too!" she thought to herself, finding a nice curdily wad of cum gathered around the plugged drain.

Scooping up as much of it as she could with two fingers, Jessica quickly sat down on the lid of the toilet stripping off her panties as she did so, lifting her night shirt up and over her full perky breasts where she parked the white splotch of curdled cum momentarily. Grabbing the hand mirror off the sink counter, she now held it between her legs, the closeness of her trimmed cunt staring at her, her pink lips already swollen with arousal and anticipation as she now took a portion of her white little treasure, applying it to her clit, which she now smeared, enjoying the sensation of it as it caressed her exposed hard little nubbin.

Jessica watched herself in the mirror, watched as she teased her stiff little girl prick using the almost egg-white textured sperm from her brother as she masturbated herself with it, moments later slicing off a bit more from her breast where it still sat, applying a bit of this to each of her nipples, feeling them harden and grow even more than they already were before taking the last of his spunk, once again back to her clit as she folded it between her lips, running her fingers up and down her now juicy split until the sensation of climax alerted her she was nearly there.

Still watching, she saw the first trickle of lubrication, her own feminine cum cream begin to run from the depths of her cunt, capturing this with the tips of her fingers as well, which she licked, and then sucked cleaning herself off thoroughly before gathering more, which she now used to tenderly tap the head of her clitty with, mixing her own juices with the last of that of her brothers.

As always, her orgasm was intensely satisfying, her tiny little wet spurts of pleasure soaking her hands which she cupped against her mound, feeling the warmth and throbbing spasms of release as she came, the image of seeing her brother fisting himself as he straddled the toilet firmly etched within her mind.

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Jessica loved Wednesdays, it was almost a free day for her, though she often used it for study, having only a single class herself that day, though late in the afternoon. And though she wasn't so enthusiastic about the history class she was required to take, she often sat near enough to someone that she was interested in, a football star who was very popular and very good looking. The only problem with that being, he was two years her senior and had an attractive looking girlfriend, though even this hadn't stopped him from chatting with her in class, even flirting a little, unless his girlfriend came with him which she sometimes did, casting warning glances in Jessica's direction, though even that never stopped her from at least saying "hi" to him, eliciting a brief smile from him, and another warning scowl from her.

Still, it was the thought of seeing him later that had her bouncing happily downstairs to the kitchen where she quickly made one of her favorite breakfasts consisting of a bowl of fresh strawberries and a splash of thick cream. Had her mother not been sitting there enjoying a morning cup of coffee herself, she'd have been tempted to use some of that cream on herself, still aroused, still horny, and half tempted to secretly slip a dollop or two down between her legs anyway, even with her mother sitting close by.

"You're starting to really irritate your brother you know," her mother said looking up from the paper. "We do have another bathroom downstairs," she added once again reminding her that in addition to that, there was another room, though currently being used as a guest bedroom that Jessica could move into if she wanted. It was too "frilly" looking for Jared, or he might have done so himself. And like always, Jessica used the same excuse she always had in not moving into it herself.

"I would mom, but its only half the size of my own room, and doesn't have near the closet space!" she said once again fending her mother off.

"Then maybe you ought to give some thought to getting up before your brother does," she said letting the matter drop. Jessica merely smiled, knowing she had no intention of ever doing that, not for the moment anyway. "Well, I'd best get going myself," her mother said standing up from the table. "I have the late shift tonight," she added, "but I've put some meatloaf in the fridge that you can heat up in the microwave for you and your father when he gets home," she said.

It was another reason that Jessica liked Wednesdays, her mother usually worked late at the clinic on Wednesdays and Fridays, her father taking advantage of that as well, bowling on two different leagues each of those nights, bringing him home late on both evenings.

"Ok, have a good day mom," Jessica said giving her mother an affectionate kiss on the cheek as she left, finishing the last of her creamy strawberries before taking her plate to the sink, watching through the window as her mother backed out down the drive heading towards work. "Finally!" Jessica said aloud to herself, this time pouring a much larger quantity of the nearly pure cream into a glass, which she now took with her downstairs and into the den.

She was grinning excitedly when she arrived, setting the large glass of cream down on the coffee table, and then heading towards the entertainment center, turning on the TV. From there, she opened the large storage cabinet beneath, carefully rummaging through the tapes that she knew she would find there.

She laughed inwardly. It seemed everyone had their own naughty little secrets, including her father. His was a collection of dirty movies which he kept hidden, disguised as "war movies" by their covers, and kept on old VCR tapes which no-one else ever watched now that everything else was on CD's. Something else she had inadvertently stumbled onto years ago, and now going specifically to one of her favorites which she often watched more times than the rest. Popping it into the VCR, she hit play, then settled back onto the couch quickly stripping off her tee-shirt and panties, now comfortably nude as she picked up the remote and fast-forwarded through the opening moments of women inviting you to call this number or that one, pretending to be interested in you while you paid them money to jerk yourself off. Even so, Jessica had found some of these advertisements interesting, but only because there was usually a series of guy's cocks happily spurting their loads over the anxious women who were waiting to take your call.

There were several mini-movies on the tape, but there was one in particular she was really in the mood to watch at the moment. She even knew the name of all the actors by heart, eight men and one woman in this one, which she quickly found, once again hitting the play button and settling back into the couch to watch, legs lifted, bent at the knee, her pussy already throbbing in expectation of what was to come. 

The movie began, and though she had watched it countless times already, it never failed to stir emotions and excitement in her every time that she did. A young blond headed girl that looked a little like herself was walking down the street late at night, suddenly a van pulls over next to her, and two men jump out abducting her. She is quickly thrown into the back of the van where terrified, she sees several other men who quickly blindfold her and bind her hands, along with gagging her preventing her from screaming. The next scene shows them arriving at some distant spot up in the mountains where she is again dragged from the van, her clothing removed, and where she is now secured to a nearby tree. Only then is her blindfold and gag removed where she is free to scream out all she wants, though she doesn't of course realizing the futility of it all, and now fearful as eight men surround her, each with enormous pricks that they begin rubbing against her nude body from all sides.

The young woman watches as all eight men stand stroking themselves, though Jessica always finds it amusing that none of them actually intend to rape or abuse her in anyway, choosing instead to merely whack themselves off against her, which the first of the men soon begin doing.

One of the main reasons that Jessica enjoys this particular video is that she doesn't have to pause or slow it down herself. The director, has chosen to slow each one of the deliciously thick creamy cumshots himself, showing them in slow motion, "An artsy attempt at decadence" Jessica muses to herself, though she welcomes it as she is now treated to one magnificent slow-motion cum spurting, one after the other as the terrified woman still bound to the tree, receives massive amounts of the men's cream which splashes against nearly every square inch of her beautiful body over a reasonably nice period of time. Just enough that Jessica can sit there envisioning herself as the woman, taking some of the cream she has brought with her in her glass, pouring it against herself in the exact places that the men stand, shooting their wads against the young woman, first her breasts of course, as well as her pussy, though towards the end, many of them ejaculating forcefully against the poor girls face until it is thick, sticky and covered in copious amounts of their cum-cream. By now, Jessica too has near emptied the entire glass on herself, frigging her cunt furiously with her fingers all the while, the last shot...and one of her favorites still coming up, where the young girl is finally released.

It is expected perhaps that now being free she might try to run off and escape, even though she is naked. But the transformation is obvious, she is aroused, excited, and now in need of some relief herself. With cum running down her body everywhere, her breasts sticky with the delicious treat, she kneels, pleading with the men to give her more, to allow her to suck them, to fuck them, and have them come again. They are obviously delighted and pleased by this, soon granting her most decadent of desires, so that now the abduction turns into an all out orgy suck-fest as she kneels in a circle of men, all of whom which are again jerking themselves, waiting for their turn to be sucked off, with even more copious amounts of spray being shot against her face, her tits, as well as her ass and pussy as she accommodates and welcomes each and every one. She eventually comes herself, somehow doing so without even being touched as she shudders almost violently, cum streaking her face and entire body.

Jessica wonders if that's even possible, though she knows through personal experience she has been close to orgasm herself merely by playing with her own breasts over an extended period of time. But she has also known erotic dreams and orgasm without having done so, waking to the memory of it, to the quickly fading images of enormous cocks squirting large thick streamers of spunk against her body.

She has made herself come three times during the course of the movie, savoring each and every climax, each one a bit more intense, a bit more satisfying than the last one. But even this has only served to heat her passion even higher, her thoughts of "Robert" the football star tying her to a tree somewhere, then standing there squirting against her, over and over again until he finally kneels before her, licking and sucking her cunt until she screams out with the sweetest of pleasure, the salty taste of his semen still running down her face where she stands licking her lips as her orgasm finally begins to ebb.

Jessica quickly puts the video away back where it goes, ensuring that nothing in the room looks disturbed or out of place. Even the mess she has made with the cream is taken care of with the towel she had carefully placed and used beneath her. No curious stains mar her mother's couch beyond those of normal wear and tear.

Satisfied for the moment, it is now time to shower and dress herself in preparation for attending class. Jessica wonders hopefully so, that Robert will be alone today, she intends to dress even a bit more provocatively for him than she has usually done, tease and flirt with him a bit more perhaps and do whenever she can, while the all too often boring lecture goes on. She is glad that they sit so far in the back in the large auditorium, where they can quietly whisper on occasion without disturbing the professor or the rest of the class.

It is indeed her intent to tease him, see if she can get a reaction out of him today, more than the simple friendly smiles and cautious knowing looks and winks he has given her before.

It is an easy choice, selecting a tight form fitting tube-top that will perfectly mold her not overly large, but well-rounded breasts. She also selects a short denim skirt, electing to not wear any panties beneath it, though she is uncertain that he will ever know that, depending on circumstance more than anything else. Yet just the thought of her not wearing any helps to keep her aroused as she finishes dressing, putting on a pair of high heels that make her feel even sluttier before heading off to class.

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Jessica was amongst the first to arrive, which was a bit of a risk for her in doing so. Robert could in fact arrive late, and be forced to take another seat sitting away from her, though she did have an option of moving if she needed to. But her biggest fear of course was that he would take a seat elsewhere away from her, though he never had, or worse, that his girlfriend would be with there with him, thus spoiling her plans entirely.

She watched nervously as the auditorium gradually began to fill, relieved when she saw him come through the door, alone...actually looking up towards the back where she sat, smiling at her, even tossing her a quick wave before walking up towards her. She smiled happily to herself as he entered the row, already the moisture forming between her legs, worried a moment later as he took a seat, leaving an empty one between them. It wasn't unusual for his girlfriend to arrive late, sometimes even midway through the class, so she couldn't help but wonder if he was in fact saving her a seat.

Jessica was determined however, so even if she only had a little time to tease him some, and see where she might take this, she was going to use whatever time she had to the best of her advantage.

She was almost relieved when class started. Opening her binder, she cradled it in her arms, using one side of it to shield herself away from any prying eyes of those who sat on the same row, again only a few seats away from her. Having done so, Jessica lifted the bottom edge of her tube-top completely exposing a breast momentarily, making sure of course that Robert eventually saw that she had, which took a moment before he had glanced her way, then did a double-take doing so again when he realized what he was looking at. Jessica giggled, putting her boob back where it belonged and pretended to take interest in what the professor was saying, all the while looking over towards where Robert sat using her peripheral vision. He was busy scribbling something down on his note pad, which he quickly tore off and leaned over handing it to her.




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"That was gusty!" He'd written, and then just beneath that another sentence. "And I don't mind telling you, you've really got nice tits!"

Having read the note, Jessica smiled, and then lifted her tube top up once again, this time baring them both briefly, and then penned some words on the same paper that he'd handed her, passing it back.

"The word should have been tit...not tits. But now since I showed you both of them, you can say that. And speaking of which, since I showed you mine, how about you show me yours?" She added a smiley face to that, and then handed over the note.

Rob read it, grinning almost as widely as she was, pointed at his chest as though wondering if that's what she'd meant. Jessica shook her head "no" and looked down towards his crotch, letting him know in no uncertain terms as she did so what she'd meant. 

He chuckled quietly shaking his head, though he looked over towards her. Jessica held the bottom of her tube top in her hands once again, lifting it just enough to show the well-rounded bottoms of her breasts without revealing them completely, then shook her head "no", once again pointing at his crotch before covering them up again.

Robert looked nervously around for a moment, then positioned his own large binder so that the side flap also concealed what he was doing as he quickly unzipped himself with his free hand, reaching in, and then producing his rather hard cock, though this too he allowed to be exposed for only a moment before hurriedly putting it away again.

Once again she scribbled him a message. "I'll keep my boobs out for as long as you keep your cock out," she challenged him.

Robert read the note and shook his head. He might be tempted, but he was obviously nervous too. In a way, it was like having a fish on the hook, if she weren't careful here, she'd lose him.

Jessica waited until she was sure he was looking at her, then she slipped her hand down between her legs, turning his way just enough so that he could see she was indeed sitting there without any panties on. She ran her fingers up and down her split, and then lifted them to her lips, sucking the two of them off as she did so. Robert's eyes were wide open in disbelief, but she saw him once again unzipping his pants, removing his even harder looking cock, allowing it to stand there much to her delight though he was careful to keep himself shielded behind his binder. Jessica continued to finger herself, ensuring that he had an even better view of her now totally exposed pussy as she did so. Robert continued to sit, watching her, until she made a motion with her hand that she wanted to see him jerking himself off. She added exposing her right breast to him as further incentive as she continued fingering her cunt, showing him the glistening moisture that she withdrew on her fingers, before spreading it across her lips seductively as well as to the hard tiny little surface of her dark colored areolas.

As she'd hoped, Robert began stroking himself, slowly at first, and then much more quickly as it became obvious that they did need to hurry things along for whatever reason, though Jessica had a pretty good idea what that reason might be as Robert looked periodically forward, not towards the professor who continued to lecture oblivious to what the two of them were doing, but down towards the side door that led into the auditorium. Obviously, Robert had indeed been expecting his girlfriend to show up at any moment.

"You gonna cum for me?" She mouthed towards him, and then grinned hopefully.

Robert gave her a quick nod of his head, obviously he was pretty close already, he took one last quick glance around to ensure no one was aware of what he or she were doing, and then tore off another sheet of paper, making a pocket out of it to which he pointed the head of his dick at. Jessica nodded her head excitedly, urging him on. In the next instant he was shooting his spunk into the paper, which he carefully folded in half, then into thirds afterwards, scribbling something on it before handing it off to her to read. She read the quick note he had scribbled on the cum-filled paper.  "Lick it," he'd written.  She quickly unfolded the note, saw the creamy thick wad of sperm contained within, lifting it to her face which she first inhaled, then licked, and then stuffed fully inside her mouth chewing it up entirely. Robert's eyes had grown as big around as saucers as he sat there watching her do this, finally stuffing his still semi-hard prick back into his pants as he did.

He had just finished tucking himself away when he glanced up and frantically noted that his girlfriend had just then entered the chamber. Jessica followed his gaze, turning back around in her seat, but she couldn't help but wonder what if anything Amanda had noticed, though from her vantage point, it couldn't have been much of anything as she saw it. Even so, Jessica once again sat demurely, her breasts once again discreetly covered, though her hard pointed little nipples continued to poke through the material. She almost laughed as she watched Robert quickly wipe a few traces of his cum from his fingers on the edge of his seat, as Amanda began making her way up the side railing towards them. Reaching the isle, she looked down the row, not at Robert who sat smiling, patting the empty chair for her, but at Jessica, giving her a daggerous look.

"Pardon me," she said quietly as she stood next to where Jessica sat, forced to sit up slightly in order for Amanda to get by, though she could have done so without requiring her to do that. She took her seat next to Robert, gave him a look, and then leaned forward in her chair effectively blocking either Jessica's or Robert's view of one another, making it too obvious if they were to try looking with Amanda sitting the way she had chosen to do. 

As the class finally came to an end, Jessica sat pretending to take notes, even after it had. Amanda stood, as did Robert, "Excuse...us," she added giving the word "us" additional emphasis. Jessica didn't bother looking up at the woman, though she did sit up giving her more room just as she did the first time, but this time, as Robert began to go by, she slipped a piece of paper into his back pocket, feeling sure that he felt her do that, especially as his hand came back to touch his pocket briefly once they'd reached the isle, though he didn't look back at her, following Amanda down the stairs instead, and who was in fact looking back towards her.

"That was interesting," Jessica mused to herself delightedly, but it certainly hadn't quenched her desires any. If anything, it had only inflamed them even more. "I need a night out," she thought to herself, and simultaneously thought of Jenny.

Jenny was her brother's ex-girlfriend. They'd broken up nearly a year ago now, but she had liked the woman and had remained close friends with her even after the split up with her brother. One of the reasons they had, was that Jenny tended to be a bit more on the wild side, something her idiot brother had been attracted to in the beginning, then got irritated over towards the end when Jenny kept being Jenny, and refused to become something other than what she'd been in the beginning. If anything, Jessica admired her for that, and had remained in close contact with her ever since.

Even though Jenny was two years older than she was, they got along fabulously, thinking alike in many ways. "Yes...it had been a while," Jessica told her self, and she knew that Jenny would have a few ideas about that if she were to call her."

#

"Hey sweetie! How've you been?" Jenny answered excitedly when Jessica called her. "What's up?"

"Well, I decided that I wanted to let my hair down a little," Jessica told her. "Actually...a lot!" she added. "Last time we went out together, I bailed on you because you were going into that club where you said things could get a little rough, a little wild."

"You sure?" Jenny asked pointedly. "Because I'm going there Friday night in fact, and you're welcome to come with. Still have that I.D. I got you?"

"Yep," Jessica said. "And yes...I'm sure." She added with finality.

"Cool, want me to pick you up? Might be better since you're under age anyway, and don't want you caught out on the road driving. Besides, you can tell that stupid brother of yours that I'm coming by to pick you up, that should irritate him a little!"

Jessica laughed at that, especially knowing that it would when she told him. "That sounds great, what time?"

"I'll be there around nine, nine-thirty," Jenny said. "Plan on it being a late one though, the real fun doesn't even start until after midnight."

#

Jessica wore a tight fitting pair of jeans with heels, showing off her tight ass, and giving her five foot eight height a little extra, making her appear even taller. She wore a loose-fitting white blouse, though somewhat sheer with no bra, a hint of her dark chocolate colored nipples occasionally winking through the material as she moved about.

Jenny pulled up into the drive right on time as Jessica's brother stood peering out the window. "What's she doing here?" he asked 

"We're going out," Jessica told him. "Don't wait up."

Jessica quickly jumped into the seat next to Jenny who'd given her an appreciative look. "Well, you look dressed to kill," she told her. "Just keep in mind though, dressed like that, you're going to get hit on a lot tonight."

"Isn't that the reason we're going?" Jessica laughed.

"It is, as long as you realize that these guys won't put up with a prick-teaser," she cautioned. "Don't flirt, just to be flirting, they won't take kindly to that. If you let someone start buying you drinks, or allow someone to hang around you all night, they'll be expecting a lot more than a simple goodnight kiss. You ok with that?" Jenny asked once again.

"I'll just follow your lead," Jessica said. "But yeah, I'm in a rather horny mood myself tonight, so I have no intention of ending the evening with a simple kiss from anyone, unless it's planted right on my pussy," she laughed.

"I wouldn't mind seeing that myself," Jenny said giving Jessica's leg an affectionate little squeeze. 

Jessica hadn't been with another woman before either, but suddenly the notion of doing that didn't seem entirely out of the question either, especially if it was with Jenny, and perhaps another guy or two or even three as well.

#

They arrived at the club and went inside, quickly locating a table. "It's not as busy as I thought it would be," Jessica said already eyeing the few single men that were there, many of which were shooting pool on the other side of the room.

"It's early yet," Jenny responded doing the same, then added as she spotted someone just coming in. "Oh, this should be good, Red's here!"

Jessica looked over to where Jenny was looking, but she didn't see anyone fitting that description, only a big muscular biker with bright white hair that he wore long in a ponytail down his back. He had entered the bar with two other friends, both of who were black, and one looking an awful lot like Isaac Hayes, though even bigger. "Who you looking at?" She asked. But it became a mute point as Red spotted Jenny immediately coming towards her.

"Well, well...look who' s here!" He said reaching down and lifting Jenny right up out of her seat and almost over his head, kissing her full on the mouth before setting her back down again. 

"And who's this?" He said looking at Jessica appreciatively. "Not jail-bate I hope," he said leering at her.

"She's legal as far as that goes," Jenny assured him. "Jessica? Meet Red." Once again Red reached down picking Jessica straight up into the air with no more effort than it would take to lift a piece of paper. He kissed her as well before setting her down, Jessica in turn accepting the kiss and returning it fully.

"Why do they call you Red?" she found herself asking, though it was Jenny who answered.

"Because when he gets angry, his entire face turns bright red, that's why!" She laughed. "And trust me, you don't ever want to get Red angry."

Red shoved his face two inches before Jessica's staring her right in the eye, his face all tight and mean looking, "Yeah...you don't want to piss me off!" he told her, and then smiled, his face suddenly all warm and friendly again, giving her another kiss on the forehead before taking a chair, spinning it around, and using the back of it to lean on.

"You two going to be here for a while?" he asked.

"We're planning on it," Jenny told him.

"Good, I've got some easy money over there that I want to go get," he said nodding his head over towards where the pool area was and where his two friends had already headed. "Maybe later we can hook up for a little fun if you're interested," he suggested, and then stood and wandered off before she could even answer.

Jessica had to admit, Red had been a little intimidating, but he still seemed nice enough, and wasn't bad looking either, even under all that rough exterior. "I take it you've been with him before," Jessica asked.

"Couple of times," Jenny admitted, as well as M.D, and Big D who are with him. But he's more like an occasional fuck-buddy when neither one of us can find anyone else we might be interested in," she told her, then leaned over half-whispering, "though it wouldn't hurt you to be nice to him yourself if you decide to. Having Red as a friend, rather than an enemy wouldn't do you any harm, especially with this crowd."  "So what's M.D. and Big D stand for?" She asked curiously, watching Red as he stood laughing and talking to his friends.  "Well, most everyone call's him Mad Dog, or MD for short. But the truth of the matter is, the guy actually does have a doctorate, imagine, a guy with a Ph d who enjoys riding around on a Harley!"  "And Big D?"  "Oh, that one's easy. Stands for Big Dick! And honey, does he ever have one too, biggest fucking prick you've ever seen in your entire life, can't even begin to possibly take it myself, though God knows I've tried!"

Jessica thought about it and smiled. "Hmm, maybe we should party with them later," she suggested openly. Jenny's eyes widened at that, and she grinned. 

"Maybe I'll mention it to him then," Jenny said once again reaching over to fondly caress Jessica's upper thigh beneath the table. "I think they just might like that, I certainly know I would!"

It was a little while later when Jenny wandered off to use the restroom, stopping by the pool-tables on her way, talking to Red briefly as she did so. He glanced back to where Jessica was sitting and smiled, nodding his head.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

Jessica turned, a tall, not unattractive guy was standing next to her, already reaching out to take one of the available seats.

"Ah, no thanks," she said quickly. "I'm with someone."

"Yeah, I noticed, but if that other girl is the someone your with, you're in the wrong place."

Jessica smiled, trying to keep it friendly, but once again refusing his offer. 

"How about a dance then?" He asked, though he reached for her, pulling her to her feet trying to kiss her simultaneously.

"We having a problem here?"

Jessica felt herself being let go, turning to find Red, MD and Big D as well as Jenny standing nearby.

"Red!" The guy said suddenly, sounding like Red was some close buddy of his he'd known for years or something. "No, no problems here, was just asking if the lady would let me buy her a drink."

Red stood smiling at the guy, but it wasn't exactly a friendly smile. "Mighty nice of you, in fact...maybe you can buy us all a drink," he suggested with just a hint of "you'd better if you know what's good for you," thrown in with it as he spoke.

Nervously, he motioned for one of the waitresses to come over to the table. "Set them up for whatever it is they're drinking, on me..." he added, then sheepishly wandered back over towards his friends, all of which had suddenly turned away becoming interested in some other subject.

"Thanks," Jessica said.

"Best you stay close to Jenny," Red told her. "Or me," he added once again smiling. "Jenny mentioned you might like to party later," he asked curiously. Jessica returned the smile, nodding her head.

"Well, I've got a few more suckers to clean out first," he told them, "But I wouldn't mind a little appetizer before that if you two've got nothing better to do at the moment."

Red stood leading the girls over towards the bar. "Hey Mike, need to use the office for a few minutes," he stated simply not even waiting for a reply. The guy standing behind the bar merely nodded his head smiling. "Thanks," Red said and again led them down the hallway past the bathrooms to a back room where he produced a set of keys, unlocking it and let himself in. Jessica grinned at Jenny realizing that Red obviously had done this before, several times in fact if he had his own keys.

The room wasn't anything like Jessica had expected, it was clean with expensive looking furniture along with a working desk that was also almost as neat and orderly as the rest of the place. Red immediately took a seat on the massive couch, motioning for the girls to sit down on either side of him.  Jessica continued to stand for a moment eyeing the room. "What? Surprised?" Red asked. "You expecting a big stinky mess?" he laughed.  "Yes, well, sorta," She admitted to him. "Well, maybe another time I'll take you up to our spot if you'd like."  "Your spot?"  "Yeah, a place we like to go and party," he told her. "Outside!"  Just hearing that made Jessica even more wet between the legs. "I'd like that!" she told him. "I'd like that...a lot!"

"Well then, I'll take you there, but for now, lets see some tit!" he said simply. Jenny didn't even hesitate, already beginning to unbutton her blouse. Seeing her, Jessica immediately began doing the same until the two of them sat there to either side of Red, their breasts bare and inviting as he reached out to fondle and compare the two of them simultaneously. "Very nice, very, very nice." he again smiled continuing to caress their breasts, playing with them like a kid with a new toy. "Unzip me," he added a moment later, it wasn't a suggestion.

Jessica was the first to respond this time, immediately slipping off the couch down on her knees, the zipper to his pants already coming down as Jenny now fumbled with his belt, undoing it. The moment she'd done so, it made it far easier for Jessica to take hold of Red's prick releasing it from the tight fitting pair of black leathers he was wearing.

"Oh my!" Jessica exclaimed the moment she had done so. "You sure this isn't the real reason they call you Red?" she asked. "It's all angry and Red looking!" she giggled waving his rock-hard prick back and forth.

Red burst out laughing. "I think I'm getting to like this one," he told Jenny.

"Thought you might," she responded already licking along one side of his massive swollen cock. Jessica took the hint and quickly began doing the same to the other.

"Ah yeah, that's nice," he told the girls as they teased his prick, continuing to take turns licking and sucking it, passing it back and forth to one another. "Kiss one another," he told them. "With my dick sandwiched between," he said crudely. 

They did, though they struggled to do so, placing their lips on either side of his massive shaft, kissing, sucking and trying very hard to place their lips together. Jessica was highly aroused, just as Jenny was, as Red obviously was.

"Now, rub my dick against those nice hard nipples of yours," he told both girls. "Lets see some nipple flick-fucking here!" he told them.

Jenny held Red's hard angry looking cock in her hand, placing it against one of Jessica's breasts, her nipples stiff and hard as Jessica began rubbing Red's cock against her, then slapping it against the young woman's nipples, teasing them to an even greater firmness. After a few moments of this, Jessica then did the same to Jenny, enjoying the feel of his prick in her hand, now slick with his juices as she used them to further sensitize Jenny's tits, smearing his lubrications over and around them.




Girls Night Out



"Suck her boobs," Red told her. Jessica did, delighted to be doing so, tasting the semi-salty essence of Red's prick on Jenny's hard pink little nipples as she tongued and savored them both.

They soon went back to sucking and playing with Red's prick, his breathing becoming harsher, raspier as his orgasm approached. "Oh yeah, yeah!" he told them. "That's it...that's it. Gonna give you both a nice big load too!" he added happily. "Wanna see it, see you both taking it!" 

Realizing the closeness of his release, Jenny as well as Jessica placed the head of his cock nearer their mouths, once again licking and sucking it together, their lips touching now as they also took turns jacking him off, urging his release. Red suddenly stiffened, groaning as he did.

"Here it fucking comes!" he told them. Sure enough, a massive spurt of his thick cream suddenly exploded from the head of his dick, showering them both as they fought to contain it, Jenny holding his dick towards Jessica's face, and then her own, still pumping out spurt after delicious spurt against themselves until he was drained. "Kiss!" he said simply, "Let me see it!"

Red hadn't been exaggerating when he said he was going to shoot a big one either. Jessica's mouth was full of his rich thick cream, which she now shared with Jenny, spitting it into the woman's mouth, though her face was covered in it as well where they had missed, not capturing all of it. "Oh yeah, now...give it back to her," Red urged them. Jenny did, once again placing her lips over Jessica's letting the slick substance once again roll from her tongue back into Jenny's mouth. "Now...lick her face."

With her mouth once again full of Red's spunk, she did so, licking up the traces of his additional spending from Jenny's face, adding that to the cum she still held inside her mouth before once again giving it back to her.

"Oh man...oh man," Red moaned approvingly. "Now, let's see a pussy-pour,:" he asked hopefully this time, not really expecting it perhaps, but suggesting it. Once again, Jessica was the first to respond, immediately stripping off her jeans as Jenny sat back on her haunches patiently waiting with a mouth full of cum.

Naked now, Jessica lay back on the floor, legs spread and bent at the knee. Almost immediately Jenny knelt over her positioning her mouth, then allowed the sperm she still held to slowly pour from her lips, dripping directly down onto Jessica's pussy which she herself held open with her own hands.

"Yeah! Yeah! Right on her clit! Right on her fucking clit!" Red directed now, once again fisting his cock which had already begun to harden all over again as he watched. "Now eat it!" he said demanding it this time. "Eat her fucking cunt!" He had stood up from the couch, standing over them now as he furiously jerked his cock, pumping it up and down. "Ready for another one?" he asked proudly looking towards Jenny. Jenny quickly peeled out of the short skirt she'd been wearing, stripping off her black laced panties as well, then spreading herself in much the same way that Jessica had done.

"Go ahead baby, ready whenever you are!" she told him.

Jessica sat up, watching, though as Red moved closer, now aiming his dick downwards towards Jenny's inviting little target, Jessica reached up caressing and fondling his massive balls which swung too and fro as he stood hammering his prick up and down.

"Jack it off!" He told Jessica, letting it go. She quickly replaced his hands with her own, using both to wrap around it, pumping it up and down all the while keeping it pointed towards Jenny's cunt which she likewise now held open with her own fingers, the tiny little nubbin of her clit throbbing with excited expectation. Red groaned once again, and though his discharge certainly didn't have the force or the volume that the first one had had, she was surprised that he had been able to cum again so quickly, a small quick spurt of his spunk shooting out to splash against her friend's pussy, though she now knelt, milking and shaking his dick back and forth in order to release the remainder of it which now dribbled forth, hanging lewdly from the head of his dick, finally falling to splash once again at the opening of Jenny's cunt.

"Now...your turn to lick that!" he said smiling, stumbling over to once again take his seat.

Jessica had never gone down on another woman before, but she relished it, licking her friend's pussy, which was lightly sprinkled with a fresh dose of Red's cream. She plunged her tongue into the woman's depths, tasting the sweetness of her own juices as she speared her tongue inside, lapping, and then licking up the mixture of cream which she found there.

"Well fuck, I hate to cum and run," Red began. "But I need to get back out to the table before someone else gets those idiots money. But stay...enjoy yourselves for a while," he told them. "And if you're not all worn out, come find me later." Stepping over them he headed towards the door. "Yeah, we've got to do this again, and soon," he added shaking his head, laughing, and then stepped out through the door closing it behind him.

"Wow, that was wild!" Jessica said.

"You can say that again," Jenny lay purring. "And unless all that was just for show, or for Red's benefit, I wouldn't mind a nice little orgasm myself," she said hopefully.

"I'm game...if you are!" Jessica responded, letting her know as she said that, that she expected a little reciprocation as well.

#

By the time they emerged from the office, it was near midnight. The club was considerably busier now too, though not too surprisingly, their table remained free. A folded card sat in the middle of it saying simply "Red's table". It was enough, no one had dared sit down no matter how busy the place had become.

"Oh my God!" Jessica exclaimed suddenly.

"What?"

"See that woman over there? The one out on the dance floor wearing the red dress?"

"Yeah?"

"Her name is Amanda, and I know the guy she's supposedly with, except the one she's dancing with isn't him."

"So?"

"So...I've been flirting with her boyfriend," Jessica proceeded to tell Jenny all about the episode in class.

"Oh, now I understand," Jenny said afterwards. "So in other words, the boyfriends off working tonight, and probably totally unaware that she's here dancing with some other guy."

"Exactly!"

"The only problem with that is...so far all she's doing IS dancing. That's not exactly a crime in my book, and maybe not in Robert's book either. He may even know that she's here!"

"True," Jessica had to admit. "But I think it might be fun to make her aware of the fact that I am here, and that I'm obviously aware that she is too. Might be interesting to see what her reaction is."

"You might be inviting trouble," Jenny warned. But Jessica shook it off. 

"Honey? Trouble's my middle name!"

They sat watching the busty brunette literally humping the leg of the guy she was with as they danced. They also saw him running his hands repeatedly up and down her body, occasionally caressing her breasts along the sides which threatened to spill out of the top she was wearing on several occasions.

"Well, even if he was aware that she comes here, I'm not too sure he'd care for the way she's dressed, or almost undressed rather, nor the way that the two of them are almost fucking one another out on the floor. They might as well go and get themselves a room!" Jenny observed.

"Lets have some fun," Jessica suggested suddenly. "Why don't you and I go out and dance next to them?" She said with a wink, catching Jenny's nod of approval as she laughed following her onto the floor.

It didn't take long, Amanda glancing over, doing a double take when she spotted Jessica and Jenny dancing together, just as provocatively, if not even more so than the two of them were doing. Many had even begun standing off to one side in order to watch them.

"Well well, small world isn't it?" Jessica said looking directly at the woman. "And how's Robert?" she added. "Working late tonight is he?"

Amanda didn't answer, the look of surprise and fear suddenly etched within her face as she quickly exited the dance floor heading back to her own table where two other women who were obviously with her sat watching the spectacle with interest. They spoke for a moment, and then Amanda and one of the other women went outside. To her surprise, the busty blond who'd remained at their table suddenly motioned towards Jessica with her head, and then headed off towards the bathroom.

"This could be interesting," Jessica said. "Wait here...I'll be right back."

"I'll keep and eye on the door," Jenny told her, and then began looking to see where Red might be hanging around as well.

Jessica entered the women's room shortly after the blond had. "You wanted to see me?" she asked standing in front of the mirror as she began brushing her hair.

"Not me...Amanda," the woman told her. "She'd like to have a word or two with you, out in the parking lot, around back."

"I see," Jessica said turning at that point to face the woman. "Well tell her I'd be more than happy to chat with her, and that I'll come outside in a few minutes then."

The blond soon left, as did Jessica heading back to her table.

"Well?"

"Amanda wants to have a word or two with me," she told Jenny.

"Ah oh...sounds like trouble to me," Jenny stated concernedly.

"Nah...nothing I can't handle," Jessica said, "But I don't want you getting involved in things either," she added. "Promise me that you won't, and trust me...I can take care of myself if I have to."

"I don't know honey," Jenny continued still looking around for Red, though he seemed to have disappeared for the moment. Jessica didn't bother to wait however, she stood and immediately headed outside of the club, then down the sidewalk heading towards the back where she knew Amanda and her two friends would be waiting for her.  # 

Jenny turned back towards the table, saw that Jessica had placed her high-heeled shoes on top of it, and immediately bolted away in search of Red. 

"Well, you did come!" Amanda said defiantly as Jessica approached her. Amanda and her two friends stood inside one of the few empty parking spaces between cars. The blond she had spoken with in the bathroom on her left, and the other a brunette with short hair, enormous breasts, standing on her right. Jessica stopped more or less forming an incomplete circle with the three of them as they stood facing her. 

"Well you did say you wanted to talk...so talk" 

Amanda stood with a smug smile on her face, feeling confident as she did. Jessica noticed that a few people realizing what was going on here had begun to watch, mostly at a distance, though some few others had also begun to inch closer with the anticipation of something more than just talking about to take place. 

"If you know what's good for you, you'll forget everything you think you've seen tonight," she told her letting the warning hang in the air momentarily. 

Jessica smiled, giving the woman a confused look. "It's not really a matter of wondering what I saw, but knowing what I saw," she responded. "And what I saw was you dancing with another man." 

Amanda grinned once again, taking Jessica's comment as assurance that she would keep her mouth shut and not mention anything more than that, if that...to him. 

"Though the way you were dancing together looked almost like you were fucking him instead." 

Amanda's smile melted turning into one of pure hatred and anger. "I'm warning you Jessica," she said through gritted teeth, "You don't want to mess with me." 

"Look Amanda, I don't want to spoil anyone's evening here, especially mine. And as for Robert, all I'd like to do is fuck him once, hell...you can even be there if you want to, might be fun, and he might enjoy that too! Then I promise I'll leave him alone, so...how's that sound? One little fuck, that's all I ask, then you can have him all to yourself again if that's what you want."

Amanda's expression had turned even angrier if that was possible, her face now beet red. "Get her!" She suddenly screamed, the blond and brunette suddenly moving towards her. 

The blond had been standing a little closer to her, and as such Jessica waited for just a moment more before grabbing the woman's arm as she came towards her, stepping around her back using it as leverage and then placing her right foot in the middle of her back with a high-placed kick that sent her stumbling directly into the brunette who'd halted momentarily confused by the swiftness of Jessica's response. Both women then went tumbling to the ground, though rolling away from one another almost immediately jumping back up. 

"Seriously Amanda, you really don't want to do this. I'd hate to rip that beautiful red dress of yours," she added giving the woman something to think about. Unfortunately however, all she was thinking about was punching Jessica in the face. With her two friends a bit more cautious and hesitant, Amanda stepped forward herself. Jessica saw Amanda's right fist close, saw it as she began to swing, She allowed the woman to think momentarily that she'd actually hit her, ducking just under the wild punch spinning as she did, her left foot sweeping the ground taking Amanda's legs out from underneath her, as Amanda careened forward towards the ground, Jessica reached out just grabbing the back of the woman's collar as she fell, feeling the material of her dress come away in her hand as Amanda smacked the ground, her dress torn and shredded down the back. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Jessica stood smiling, tossing the remnant she still held off to one side. The blond charged, seeing Amanda's immediate distress, though it was probably her shriek screaming at the two of them to help her that did it. 

Once again Jessica timed the woman's charge, spinning a second later, her foot coming up, planting itself on the side of her face, as the blond spun from the impact, once again losing her balance, Jessica was quick to move in, grabbing her arm and spinning her off in the opposite direction, but as she did so, she raked down the front of the woman's chest, every button on her blouse exploding as it parted, even the front clasp of her bra torn and shredded as her breasts suddenly fell free. 

She sensed rather than saw the brunette coming up from behind her, once again Jessica ducked, feeling the woman's swing of her fist connect with nothing but air. Jessica pivoted on the balls of her feet spinning in a half crouch. Placing one hand directly on the woman's crotch, she lifted, allowing the woman's momentum to carry her forward. Jessica then lifted her shoulder, smashing it directly between the woman's breasts, she half tucked, feeling the woman's weight suddenly lessen as she took to the air, once again holding onto the front of her blouse, which came away in her hands. 

A large crowd had now gathered around the four of them, Jessica standing, the blond just getting to her feet as was Amanda. The brunette was down, but only for a moment longer until she regained her senses, which Jessica hoped would include some rationalization as well, that this fight wasn't worth it. 

Even with her tits showing now, a bruise already turning purple on her cheek, Amanda allowed herself to scream a blood-curdling cry of anguish and frustration, once again blindly charging towards Jessica, just as the blond did seeing some advantage in doing so. 

As Amanda was closer, Jessica knew in a split second that her only option was a swift jumping forward kick that she landed squarely on Amanda's chest as she charged, effectively stopping her momentum, knocking the wind out of her as she did. She knew there was no immediate defense from the blond who now reached her, bowling into Jessica, but she allowed the woman to do so, falling back with her, though she just managed to place her foot into the woman's gut. As Jessica hit the ground, she straightened it and in doing so, launched the blond high into the air where she landed with a solid thud on the hood of one of the nearby cars. Jessica stood, all three were down, the brunette glaring up at her, but the fight gone from her eyes. 

"If you insist on continuing this Amanda, I'll strip the three of you and leave you bloody and naked before this is over with. Now...what's it going to be?" 

Commotion off to one side caused her to turn in that direction, she smiled upon seeing Red, M.D. Big D as well as Jenny suddenly breaking through the wall of the small crowd that had formed around them. 

"What the fuck?" Red exclaimed with a wild-eyed look, his face beet red, as the people parted for him, like Moses with the red sea. 

"You ok?" Jenny asked now reaching her, Jessica's high heels dangling from the woman's hand. 

"Oh good, you've got them, those are my favorite shoes you know." Jenny laughed shaking her head. 

"You really weren't kidding were you?" she said eyeing the three women, all of whom continued to lie on the ground in bewildered embarrassment. 

Red merely turned facing the crowd, and with one look began to disperse everyone without saying a single word. 

"You're one tough little bitch!" he said a moment later walking up to her. "And what do you want to do about these?" he said indicating the three women who only then had begun to stand gathering themselves together, trying uselessly to cover themselves with their hands. 

"You really want to know?" she asked wickedly. 

Red grinned back at her just as much. "Tell me," he said grinning. 

# 

They had blindfolded, gagged, and then stripped all three women, securely binding them afterwards and tossing all three into the back of Big D's van. "Now what?" Red asked her excitedly. 

"Take them somewhere out in the valley, drop them off, cut them free, and let them make their way back into town," she suggested. "That should do it, scare them bad enough wondering what's going to happen to them, then let them go with a nice little warning." 

"And I know just the place," Red smiled. "Not too far away from that other place I was telling you about either, we can go there and party afterwards!" 

"Now THAT sounds fun!" Jessica grinned. Jenny had elected to remain at the club and find her pleasures elsewhere. 

"I'm really not one for doing it in the dirt," she told Jessica. "You should be fine though, I really do trust these guys, and besides, after tonight, I think you've made a friend for life anyway!" 

Jessica kissed Jenny goodnight, allowing it to linger a moment as she did, hinting that she wouldn't mind repeating again what they'd shared earlier in the evening. Then she climbed onto the back of Red's chopped Harley with M.D. sitting beside them on his. They soon after roared out of the parking lot with Big D following behind in the van with the three terrified women securely in tow. 

After a while they reached a dark desolate spot on the highway, Big D opened the doors to the van and none too gingerly rolled the girls out onto the ground. He quickly cut away the duct-tape they'd used to secure them with, then stripped off their blindfolds allowing them to see where they actually were. 

"You're....you're not leaving us out here!" Amanda exclaimed worriedly. "Where are we?" she said spinning around, having no idea in the world where they were, only the long narrow road heading off in the distance from the direction they'd come. 

Jessica walked directly up to Amanda, staring her in the face just as Red had done to her when they'd first met. "It shouldn't take you too long, not if you hurry and walk fast," she told the woman with a wicked smile. "You should be back in town by sunrise at least, oh...and if you tell anyone what happened to you? I'd just say it was a dare that sort of got out of hand or something, and leave it at that. IF...you know what's good for you," she added using the same threatening warning that Amanda had given her. "Now, get your asses out of here!" she said and watched as the three women gratefully scrambled away at a slow trot down the road. "Oh...Amanda?" Jessica called out towards her. Amanda stopped turning back to face her, her look no longer one of defiance, but one of fear and shame instead. "Tell Robert I said hello ok?" she said smiling, and then laughed as Amanda nodded her head, once again turning to hurry and catch up with her two naked friends. 




Girls Night Out



"Now...where's this place you told me about?" Jessica asked. "And do you have anything on you to drink?" 

She heard the top pop off of a beer that Big D almost magically produced, handing her one along with everyone else as he reached down into the cooler that sat on the floor between his seats. 

"Let's ride!" Jessica announced a moment later, once again crawling up to sit on the back of Red's bike as he swung back onto it himself. 

"Let's party!" He shouted out above the roar of his bike as he turned it back onto the highway, heading off in the opposite direction from where the three black dots hurriedly scurried off together into the night.

# 

As Red had told her, the turn off onto the dirt road was only a short distance away. From there they headed up towards the hills just entering the tree line where they stopped and dismounted. 

"It's about a hundred yards that way," he pointed giving Big D a hand with the cooler. "Oh, and Jessica? I'll let you wear my jacket on the way back," he said. 

"Why? It's not even cold out here," she told him. 

Red gave her an apologetic smile. "Because, one of the rules we have up here, no girl goes back wearing the clothes she came in." 

"Damn...can I at least keep my shoes?" She asked slipping them off her feet. Red laughed shaking his head. 

"Yeah, I think we can allow that one," he told her, and then grinned even more broadly as Jessica completely stripped out of her clothing, tossing them off to one side. 

"Bring them with you," he said. "We'll be building a fire." 

Jessica followed as Red and Big D carried the large cooler full of beer, they soon arrived in a small clearing where a fire pit, well used though by the signs of it, none too recently sat in the middle of it. Off to one side of that lay an old worn out mattress that smelled musky, and stained with urine from animals that may have wandered down into the area. 

"Funky!" Jessica said tossing her clothing down by the make-shift fire pit as M.D. began to liberally dowse her clothes with lighter-fluid, tossing in a few additional twigs and branches in along with her clothing. Tossing in a match, the pit exploded into flames, Jessica's clothes, one of her favorite blouses along with an expensive pair of designer jeans going up in smoke.

"Home away from home," Red announced handing Jessica another beer. 

"She really ok with this?" M.D. asked Red off to one side. "You know how it can get, especially once Big D gets into it." 

"After what I saw tonight, I wouldn't worry about her," Red told him. "She's one tough little cookie, and besides...I have a feeling she enjoys it a bit rough!" 

Jessica sat sipping her beer and watched as the three men quickly began shedding their clothing. She'd seen Red's prick earlier of course, and knew that he had a large one, surprised somewhat when M.D. turned towards her, his prick nice and hard, but not quite as large as Red's. With the nickname given him, Jessica expected Big D to have a large cock, but even then she wasn't prepared for the monster prick that hung down between his legs as he walked over sitting down beside her, and then casually laying it across his thigh onto hers. 

"Holy fucking shit!" Jessica giggled. "That's the biggest fucking cock I've ever seen before in my entire life!" She reached out grasping it in her hand, not at all surprised to find that she couldn't quite close her fist around it when she did, and then she realized, he wasn't even really hard yet either! "This one I wanna fuck," she said flopping Big D's cock back and forth against herself like it was a bull whip, "And that one," she said pointing at the doctor's prick, "is going in my ass! But not before I've had a chance to sample some of each," she said "with my mouth!" 

Red was the first to approach her standing in front of her as she sat. "Get it all nice and sloppy hard for me," he said grinning down at her, "And I promise to give you a nice big load if you do." 

As much as she was enjoying flinging Big D's prick back and forth, watching it slowly grow and stiffen as she did, she reluctantly let go of him for the time being, taking Red's cock in hand instead, stroking it briefly before wrapping her lips around it, swallowing as much of his length as she could possibly take. Even with it near fully inside her mouth, Red fucked, shoving even more of himself in, Jessica gagged, choking, but continued to throat-fuck his prick as best as she could. Forced to hold her breath, she sucked for as long as she could until she was forced to breathe, removing his prick, gasping for breath as spittle and drool dripped from her mouth. 

"That's it, spit on it, and suck it again!" he told her. "Get it all nice and sloppy, I love hearing that!" 

Jessica noticed that "The Doctor", or "Doc" as Red had sometimes referred to him, now stood behind her, rubbing his dick against her back, even running it through her hair. 

"Hope you like a nice cum-shampoo," Red stated, "Doc here loves doing that." 

"Whatever you want," Jessica moaned smiling around Red's prick as she continued to suck, gagging on his prick as she took it as deeply as she could, once again spit and saliva pooling inside her mouth, drooling out and around the corners as she stuffed her face with Red's dick, too much to contain for one thing, and enjoying as she knew he was the visual of watching her doing that for another. 

Jessica could feel Doc rubbing his prick with massive amounts of her hair, using it to jerk himself off with. "Do it Doc! Do it!" She urged him, her mouth still wrapped around Red's dick as she spoke, coming out as more of a gurgling sound as she said it. 

"Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!" Doc moaned, grabbing massive fist-fulls of her hair, pulling it, wrapping it as he began pouring his spunk into it, so much so that Jessica even felt it running down her neck onto her back. She didn't have much time to think on this however as Red near simultaneously warned her of his own impending orgasm. 

"Open your mouth," he said, "Let me watch it!" 

Jessica continued to pump Red's prick up and down, his stance informing her he was only seconds away now from filling her mouth, which he soon began doing. 

"Don't fucking swallow it though," he told her while grimacing through his climax. She didn't, allowing him to fill her wide-open mouth with spurt after delicious spurt of his cream into her mouth, almost to the point where she either had to swallow, or spit it, far too much for her to contain and still breathe. "Oh yeah, perfect!" He told her again. "Now...spit it out onto your tits, see if you can get some on each one of them," he asked almost gently. "I really like seeing that!" 

Jessica did so, allowing his cum to drip from her lips as she pursed them together forming a funnel of his cream which she now allowed to dribble in a long string of white sticky cum that reached ever so slowly forward until the edge of it wrapped around her hard extended nipple, where she then guided it like a rope climber dangling the length of it below her, using her head to wrap the filament of cream around one breast, then over to the other, repeating the entire process. 

"That's fucking amazing!" Red said watching her. 

"Here, suck this clean too," Doc stated suddenly pressing his still stiff prick against the side of her face. It was hard black and shinny, with traces of his white spunk still clinging to it, Jessica quickly lapped at it with her tongue, spearing the head, skinning back his foreskin in order to ensure that she found each and every trace of his cum-froth that had hidden itself in the folds of his prick-skin. 

As Doc and Red both headed off for fresh beers, their pricks waggling happily down between their legs once again, Jessica glanced over to where Big D continued to sit having watched and enjoyed her performance. He sat fisting his enormous prick, which though big, still didn't seem as rock-hard as had the others, and she wondered briefly if it was even possible for him to get it that way, so much blood being required to stiffen the full size of that massive staff. In fact, as she thought about it, it looked a lot like a policeman's baton, stiff and shiny black with a glistening sheen that made it look even bigger than it really was. 

"Like me to suck you off now?" she asked turning towards him. 

"Nah, maybe later after I've fucked you," he told her. "Right now I just wanna cum on you," he said. 

"Where?" 

"Everywhere!" 

Red and Doc were laughing, her look asked the question. 

"Maybe we should call him Big C instead!" M.D. stated continuing to snicker. 

"Yeah, Big C for BIG CUM!" Red added. "You think I cum a lot? Fuck girl, you haven't seen anything yet!" 

Jessica grinned making herself more comfortable on the dirt covered mattress, brushing away a few leaves and twigs that had accumulated since the last time they had been there. "How do you want me?" she asked sexily. 

"I'll tell you," Big D said finally standing. "An when I start cummin, I'll tell you where an how I want you," he added. "But for now, that's good, just lay on your back and finger your cunt for me while I watch you." 

Jessica began doing so as Red and Doc walked over to stand on the other side looking down at her, enjoying the show as well. "Here, give me that," she said reaching up for the near finished bottle of beer that Red was holding. He handed it down to her and then watched as she placed it against her cunt, pouring what was left of the beer inside her pussy, then shoving the neck of the bottle inside herself. "How's that?" she asked lustily, seeing Doc already beginning to fondle his rapidly growing prick in answer to that as she lay there masturbating herself with the beer bottle. 

Big D had to use both hands. One to hold and support his enormous cock, the other which he slid fully along the length of his shaft stroking it, up and then down, up and then down in an almost slow-tortured motion as he stood above her looking down while she continued to fuck herself with the bottle, frigging her exposed clit with her free hand, occasionally reaching up to pull, pinch and even twist her nipples bringing herself pleasure as they all stood watching her. 

There was no warning, just the sudden eruption of spunk that flew from the head of his prick, the first jettison catching her squarely on the side of her face. Jessica cried out in surprise, which quickly turned into delight as a moment later came another, this one equally as copious, once again splashing against her face, then her neck and breasts. 

Big D aimed his prick like he was fighting a fire, now hosing the split between her legs. "Move the fucking bottle!" he demanded. Jessica snatched it, flinging it away into the darkness where it landed with a resounding crash, shattering into pieces as it did. Through cum covered eyes that burned and stung a little, she wiped just a bit of his spunk away with her finger in order to see better, watching as he now stood over her cunt, another streamer of spray splattering against her there. 

"Hold it open!" he once again demanded, "open your fuck hole all nice and wide for me!" 

Jessica dug her fingers inside herself, spreading herself a part as far as she could, hoping that it was enough. Once again he spurted, miraculously, the jisim he stood there producing hardly diminishing in volume, or even in strength as he continued to slow stroke his prick, hovering above her, literally giving her a cum-bath. 

"Roll over!" he said simply, almost squeezing his prick, clamping it shut, turning off the fuck butter plant that amazingly continued to produce his semen. "Spread your ass, just like you did your cunt!" 

Jessica did so, not even lubricated except for the small trickle of her own feminine cum-cream and some of the beer that had luckily run towards her ass-hole, giving her a little lubrication, which she used, once again impaling her fingers, spreading herself, pulling herself a part as she knelt, leaning over, her ass high in the air as Big D stood behind, his prick once again jettising his spunk against the target of her open ass. 

"What'd I fuckin tell you?" Red exclaimed, seemingly surprised, though he'd obviously been aware and known what to expect. 

"Fucking Freak!" Doc added affectionately speaking. "Never seen another human being fucking cum so much all at once in my entire life!" 

Jessica was in fact drenched, literally from head to toe taking in all the spunk that the three of them had generated and deposited on her. Her mascara smeared, running wildly down her face, her eyes blackened where she'd rubbed them trying to see. 

"You look like fucking hell," Red said staring at her. "But beautiful too!" He added seriously. He handed her another beer. "Here, wash yourself up." 

# 

Jessica finished her bath with a second bottle of beer. "Fucking love watching a woman bathe," Red stated. 

"I loved watching her fuck herself with the bottle," Doc added. "Yeah me too," Big D said grinning. "How about taking one up the ass too?" 

She didn't even question the request, once again positioning herself down on the now cum-stained mattress on top of whatever else had been there to stain it. Jessica took one of two bottles, using the first to lubricate it, and then teased her ass until she was able to insert it fully into herself. Having done that, she stood, one bottle securely hanging out of her ass while she inserted the second until they clinked together quite by accident. 

"Look at that, her cunt and ass just gave one another a toast!" Doc actually giggled. 

"Yeah, look ma, no hands!" Red added. "Wouldn't fucking surprise me if she could open them like that either!" he continued to joke. 

Jessica stood, one hand behind herself now easing the bottle in and out of her ass, the other she likewise pushed in and out so that she now stood double fucking herself with both. 

"Fuck...I'm ready!" Red said tossing his own half-finished beer into the darkness, seconds later he'd removed both bottles from Jessica's cunt and ass, adding them to the ever growing pile of broken glass that lay somewhere off in the distance. 

"Come fucking mount me!" he told her lying down. "Then Doc here can actually slide his up that tight pretty little ass of yours!" 

While Red continued fucking her from beneath, Doc walked around in front motioning for her to suck his cock a bit, thus lubricating it with her own spit. Satisfied, he once again walked back around behind her, kneeling now, and placed the head of his cock at the opening of her ass while Red finally held still for a moment, allowing Jessica to impale herself on Doc's shaft, taking her time in doing so. 

She soon felt the soft little "pop" as the head of his prick slid inside her, and then she eased back, gradually engulfing a greater amount of him as she did so. 

"Ok, push it in...slowly," she asked not at all sure if he really would or not, though thankfully he did. She soon had both pricks buried deeply inside, the two men now moving in tandem together, one fucking in, the other fucking out as they began thrusting their pricks in and out of her body with ever increasing speed. Finally, Big D once again approached her, this time offering her his cock which he held near her face, waiting for her to accept it, which she did by grabbing it with both hands, even then not fully able to cover his rigid length, not by half!  She managed to stuff the head of his dick inside her mouth, even then causing her cheeks to bulge when she did so, holding it there, sucking him, allowing the tip of her tongue to explore the fat thick ring around his cock head as she held it there, her mouth stretched almost painfully so in doing. 

Jessica had herself been hovering on the edge all night. She had come so close to actually climaxing, but as things would end, or the sensations of even touching herself were stopped, she could only enjoy the briefest bit of promise that throbbed hungrily between her legs. Now, stimulated beyond comprehension, Jessica felt the first wild surge of orgasmic pleasure rip through her body, her seizure of joy nearly paralyzing her with the force of intensity that she felt. In her mind, she saw stars, actually losing consciousness for a moment, her entire body one large spasm of ecstasy and pleasure as she came over, and over, and over again. 

And in the midst of all this, the wildly jerking cocks, one in her cunt, one in her ass, and last but certainly not least, the one in her mouth that nearly suffocated her to death as she came, came as well. Filling every opening of her body with yet again another flood of sweet milky cream. 

# 

Jessica woke with the sun prying into her eyes. She lay atop of Big D, or rather now The Milk Man, Red to one side of her, and Doc on the other. She smiled, snuggling against him in the coolness of the morning, remembering, remembering how Big D had once again bathed her in a shower of cream before finally collapsing on the ground next to her. She had affectionately dubbed him "The Milk Man" which he'd loved, and now insisted that everyone call him, preferring it over Big D, something he had gone by for years.

It was also exhilarating to ride on the back of Red's bike wearing nothing more than the black leather jacket he'd given her to wear, along with her high-heels of course. She was glad to see that her mother's car was gone when they pulled up to her house, knowing she would be at work, and at this hour, that her father would still be in bed, probably until well past noon. She began to remove Red's jacket.

"Keep it until you come back to the club again," he told her. "Give it to me then."

Jessica smiled all the way up the drive and into the house where she half suspected her brother would be waiting for her, and he was.

"Just where the hell have you..." He caught himself, a loss for words as she came in through the door, oblivious and uncaring that she was entirely nude beneath the jacket, which she now slung over her shoulder.

Jessica laughed, "Had a girls night out," she told him as she walked past him heading towards her room. "Oh...and by the way, Jenny really is a hot fuck you know that?" she smiled wickedly, and then hurried on enjoying the silence that continued behind her.

#

On Monday, Jessica sat patiently waiting in class just where she always sat, watching for Robert to arrive. And soon he did, considerably earlier than normal, bounding up the steps, entering the row she was sitting in, and then taking the seat next to her rather than leaving one in-between.

"Guess what?"

"What?" Jessica asked seeing the wide-open smile on Roberts face.

"Amanda and I split up! She told me over the weekend that she was no longer interested in me, and that was that. Now we can start thinking about us!"

"Us?" Jessica asked?

"Oh honey, the only US I'm interested in is US getting together and maybe fucking a time or two, I'm not ready to settle down into any kind of a relationship, not with anybody. So Robert honey...sweetie. There IS no US!" She told him watching his face fall.

After class, which had been a rather quiet one as they sat together, Jessica stood giving Robert's upper thigh an affectionate squeeze. "Like I said, if you want to get together one night and fuck, give me a call. Oh, and if you've got any friends that might like to join us, bring them along too!" she added.

By the expression on Roberts face, she wasn't sure if he wanted to cry, or grab her and fuck her right there. "Probably a little of both," she thought as she exited the auditorium, and wondered if he ever would call.

She got home just in time to answer the phone.

"Hey sweetie, how've you been?" Jessica exclaimed when she realized it was Jenny on the line. "Sure! I'll be here," she told her friend. "Come on over!"




Girls Night Out



Jenny had told her that Red had given her something and specifically asked her to personally hand deliver it. She'd asked Jenny what it was, but was told that she wasn't really sure, though she did know it was one of those six can coolers you could put beer or soda in, except that Red had tied a big red bow around it, and had given Jenny instructions she was not to open it, and to make sure she hand delivered it personally.

Jessica was pleased to realize she was home alone too, and hoped in being so that she and Jenny might actually have a little fun together after she'd arrived, which she did just a few minutes later.

"How odd!" Jessica said taking the present from Jenny.

"Open it! Open it!" Jenny pleaded excitedly. "Let's see what it is!"

They were sitting on Jessica's bed as she undid the ribbon, opening the lid. Inside sat one single bottle of beer packed in ice with a small tiny note attached to it. 

"Cheers!" was all it said.

"Ok, Red's done some strange things before, but this has got to be one of the strangest of them all!" Jenny told her. "Something significant about the beer?" she asked.

"I dunno...maybe," Jessica agreed, then screwed off the lid smelling it. Her eyes immediately wild. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed, handing it to Jenny.

Jenny too sniffed the bottle, then held it up to the light looking at it.

"Is this what I think it is?" she asked.

"Absofuckinglutely!" Jessica exclaimed laughing her head off. "An entire bottle full of cum! And you know what? I've got an idea too!"

"What?" Jenny asked.

"Well first, we need to get naked."

Jenny grinned, nodding her head. "Now that sounds like a wonderful idea!"

In moments, both nude and hugging one another closely, Jessica held the bottle up tipping it, and then pouring the contents of it between them.

"Cheers!" Jenny laughed,

"Yeah, Cheers! And...bottoms up!" 



Girls Night Out



Here's my story about my night out last week. I've always been a bit of a tart, and to be honest I love male attention. 

I usually go out with a few girlfriends, just to the local bars near to where I live. I decided to dress to kill that night, first I put on my new white bra and knickers set. 

I admired myself in the mirror, I still had a great all over tan from my holiday in Turkey (where I'd spent a fortnight fucking all of the cocktail waiters)and my white undies looked great on me, lacy bra, lacy boy shorts (I don't like those thongs much). 

I pulled on a tight red strappy top which showed off my thirty six D tits perfectly, and a very short tight black skirt that showed off my curvy arse to perfection. I put on my strappy gold sandals, then straightened my shoulder length blonde hair and put on my make up. 

I looked in the mirror again, admiring the fact that at thirty five years old I still looked stunning, even though I say it myself.

Half an hour later the girls and me hit the pubs in Manchester. We were dressed in similar attire, and getting wolf whistles from groups of blokes as we passed. 

The first pub we went into was called the Dog and Gun, where the main room was darkened with flashing lights with throbbing dance music. The girls and I pushed through to the crowded bar, where we ordered large vodka and Red Bulls. 

Two guys got up from their barstools and headed out of the door, so my friend Julie and I went and headed for the now vacant seats. As I climbed onto the high stool, my skirt rode up a little more. 

There were some lads sat opposite, and from the look on their faces I just knew that they could see the white triangle of my panties underneath my tight black skirt.

I winked at one of the lads, a good looking thirty something bloke with short dark hair and a gorgeous smile. He nodded politely, then got up and came over to talk. 

"Can I buy you ladies a drink" he said. 

"Yeah, vodka and Red Bull please" I said, downing what was left of my first one. 

"I'm Adam by the way, what do you like to be called?" 

"I'm Jenny and this is Lucy" I replied. 

Adam went off to the bar and returned with our drinks. 

We thanked Adam for the drinks, and stood chatting for a while. Within a couple of minutes, one of Adam's mates who introduced himself as Steve had joined us, and was soon chatting and flirting with Lucy, leaving Adam and I on our own. We asked Lucy and Steve to keep an eye on the drinks, and headed for the dance floor. 

As we danced, Adam pulled me close to him as we gyrated to the music, and I could soon feel that his cock was starting to get hard in the front of his jeans. I pressed my self against him, and we began to kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth, and I did the same back. 

I could feel my nipples stiffen, and in the darkness of the room he started to move his hands lower; cupping my bum cheeks, which soon started to make me feel extremely horny.We carried on groping and snogging for about ten minutes, and then Adam suggested we go outside for some air. 

Outside it was dark, but the night was pleasantly warm. Adam took me by the hand and led me down an alley at the back of the pub, where we stood and continued to grope each other. 

I put my hand on the bulge in font of his jeans, and he pulled my top from the waistband of my skirt, then pushed his hands up over my belly and then started groping my tits. Our breathing became urgent; I was so horny I wanted him there and then. Adam reached under my skirt, and rubbed my shaven fanny over my knickers. 

"Bloody hell, you're soaking" he said. 

I bit my lip playfully, turned away from Adam, putting my hands on the alleyway wall, and wiggled my arse invitingly. Adam took the hint, and came up behind me. He reached under my short skirt and slowly started to pull my panties down over my arse. 

I opened my legs as far as my knickers would allow, and felt him push two, then three fingers into my soaking hole. Bloody hell I was gagging for it. Adam sensed this and withdrew his fingers. 

There is nothing that gets me hornier than the sound of a belt buckle being undone followed by a zip coming down, especially when I'm adout to be taken from behind.

Adam rubbed his cock against my wet labia, then I felt him slip his cock inside me. Fuck, this felt good. Adam was no disappointment size wise, and I pushed my arse back onto him. He began to thrust into me, slowly at first, then speeding up. I was so turned on I think I came after about a minute, stifling my cries of ecstasy by sucking on my arm so that no one else could hear. 

Adam slowed down a little after I'd finished coming, and then to my surprise pulled his cock out of me. I felt a little disappointed, but not for long, as he was soon back again, but this time rubbing his slippery helmet against my bum hole. 

Without any warning, with a grunt and a thrust he pushed about three inches of cock into my bum. I'd had anal sex before, and I do like it, but this sort of took me by surprise. He continued to thrust deeper and deeper into my arse, lubricated only by my own juices. 

Within a couple of minutes of Adam fucking me up the backside, I felt his cock stiffen, and could feel his cock spasm as his hot sperm pumped deep into my bowels. 

He was grunting and thrusting into me, and I was frantically trying to catch up by rubbing my clit, still supporting myself against the wall with one hand. I did manage to get off again, just as he had finished ejaculating. 

We stood there for a minute of so, until Adam's cock went limp and he slowly withdrew it from my bum. I giggled, and turned and kissed him, pulling my knickers back up and straightening my skirt. 

Adam put his cock back into his boxers, then zipped up his jeans and did his belt buckle back up. We went hand in hand back into the bar, only to pass Lucy with Adam's mate going out into the alleyway. Lucy and I gave each other a knowing wink as we passed...... 



Girl's Night Out



I was on top of Janet and my hands were still tied so I couldn't get up. The younger guy came over and pulled me up on my feet, I could feel the dried cum on my face. Janet was told to stand up and after she did, he said he wanted us to kiss so he could tape it. I've never kissed a woman before, but I had already done a lot tonight I'd never done before. We eased up to each other and Janet took me in her arms, as mine were still bound. We licked the dried cum off each other's face and began a slow hesitant kiss. At first it was minor, and then we let our tongues in each other's mouths. 

Feeling my small tits against Janet's larger ones made my nipples really hard and I began to get wet too. I wondered if Janet had the same feelings as we sucked on each other's tongues. "That's enough, now both of you get on your knees and suck my cock!" We got down and his cock swayed before us. Janet went for his balls and I took the head in my mouth. It was larger than Joe's and it felt good resting on my tongue. I bobbed back and forth while Janet took first one ball and then the other in her mouth. I slowly began to take more of it in my mouth and I enjoyed feeling his head against the roof of my mouth.

Janet worked her way up his shaft and when she reached my mouth, she began licking my chin as well as his shaft. It was an unusual feeling, but good. I worked at it and finally went all the way down to his balls, but it hurt a little. As I kept working at it, it became easier and I couldn't wait for a nice flood of jism. I didn't have to wait long, soon he filled my mouth with cum and Janet sucked up what leaked out of my mouth. 

Now spent, he told his buddy to come on over and have a turn. Between guys, Janet and I kissed and shared the remaining cum on my face. The other guy was Larger and was already hard having watched what had transpired. He stood before us and this time Janet took the head and I took the balls. I could hear little moans from deep in Janet's throat and I knew she was getting off on this. It was hard for me to suck his balls with my hands tied behind my back, so I licked his shaft and then as Janet deep-throated him, I took one of her nipples in my mouth. It felt so soft and good on my tongue and I sucked it like a cock, taking more and more of it in my mouth. Her moans were getting louder and I sucked harder and lightly bit her nipple. My tits had never been sucked, so I sucked hers like I would want mine sucked. 

Soon, Janet and he came together and the cum dribbled out of her mouth, it fell on her other tit and I moved to it and licked it up and sucked on that nipple. He withdrew and Janet and I immediately kissed and shared his load. They led me over and had me straddle the bed with my knees on the floor and told Janet to eat me, which by now she did without protest. Her tongue felt good as she licked my ass first and she licked around my puckered, violated anus. She moved down and stuck her tongue in my pussy and it was like someone turned a furnace on, I felt so hot. 

She brought her hands up and spread the lips of my pussy and licked my clit, I exploded in an orgasm. One of the guys worked his way behind Janet and lubed her ass, she knew what was coming, but she had been ass fucked before and she liked it. He inserted his cock and when he thrust forward, her head dug into my pussy and her nose pushed against my asshole. It was this way with each thrust and it drove me nuts. She whimpered between licks as the cock in her ass was building her towards another orgasm and her mouth and nose were sending me towards one as well. It seemed like all 3 of us came at once, it was incredible!

Both of us lay spent and used on the floor as we caressed and cuddled each other, we had been through a lot and found out a lot about each other too. After laying there for about a half an hour, the guys got us up and made us go over to the bed. They brought out something that looked like a dog harness and told Janet to put it on. She stepped through it and pulled it up around her waist and they tightened it up and brought out this huge black dildo. I had never seen a dildo before, much less been fucked by one. They inserted it in the harness and there was a small piece that came out on Janet's side and they positioned it at her clit and cinched it up tight. Janet gasped as the piece hit her clit, I knew it was exciting her. 

They told her to fuck me with it. I thought back to the club and that huge black cock wiggling in my face. This one was a good 12 inches and about 3 inches wide. "Have her suck it first to lube it and get used to it," the one guy said. They untied my hands and zoomed in with the camera as I inched up to it and took it in my mouth. Seeing me suck her cock and pushing it back on her clit really turned Janet on and her face became flushed. There was no way I could take it all in my mouth, but I managed over half of it. Janet pumped it in and out of my mouth so she could feel her part against her clit. I imagined it was the black guy from the club and I got wet, so wet it began oozing out of me. 

I reached down and fingered my own clit as I sucked this big black rod. Janet and I both came at once. I immediately lay down on my back and drew her to me. I helped insert the cock in my wet cunt and Janet eased it in. She started pumping in and out until she was able to get it all in. When she had it all in, I guess it pushed back against the part in her clit and she pumped hard and deep to accomplish that with each stroke. I reached up and cupped her tits and began sucking them as she fucked us both. Her pussy began to flow out and onto mine and that just made it that much slicker and increased her pace. She filled me with that big black cock and I filled my mouth with those wonderful tits of hers. She reached down and began to knead my small tits and twist the nipples. We both came in one huge explosion! 

Afterward she fell forward and we hugged each other and kissed. The guys made us give them one last blow job and then we got dressed and they took us back to our car. It turned out that the coil wire had just come loose and they fixed it and we were on our way. We never told anyone about what happened. Now, when we get depressed, we get a motel room and fuck each other's brains out while we watch a tape from that night.



Girl's Night Out



Part 1: Debbie 

"I don't think that's wise. I'm not used to drinking. Besides, who's driving?" 

"Loosen up Alisa and have another margarita," said Sherie. "It's your party for god's sake and we're calling a taxi." 

Debbie got up and followed Sherie into the kitchen where they started mixing up some more frozen margaritas. The four best friends were celebrating Alisa's bachelorette party. They had known each other since high school and kept in close contact ever since. 

The four young women were in Sherie's house in Northeastern Pennsylvania. Alisa and Kerry lived relatively close in New Jersey and New York respectively while Debbie lived in New York City. It was three days before Alisa's wedding. 

"I don't think Alisa appreciated your gift," said Sherie. Debbie had given the traditional gag gift of a dildo to the conservative young woman. 

"I know," said Deb. "I looked all over the city for a realistic white one, but all the sex shops seem to carry anymore are oversized black ones and they're all ten to fourteen inches long. Besides, that's not the only thing I got her." 

"Alright," whispered Sherie keeping her voice down so that Alisa and Kerry couldn't hear. "What have you got planned?" 

"Who me?" asked Debbie innocently. "What makes you think I've got something planned?" 

"Because you've always got something up your sleeve and because if you didn't have something planned you would have drug us all out to a bar by now." 

"Guilty," confessed Debbie. She was the wild one of the bunch. Debbie had the kind of thin waist and big breasts that attracted a lot of male attention. The sexy blonde discovered sex early in high school and hadn't looked back. She liked her men so much she was the only one who wasn't married except for Alisa. All four were twenty-five, except Alisa who was four years younger, and Debbie thought the twenties should be spent having fun, not settling down. "I've got a stripper coming." 

"I knew it," said Sherie. "How'd you find one?" 

"Yellow pages. Some place called the Zebra Club in Jersey. I requested a muscular blonde guy. I like the surfer type. I hope he has a good tan." 

"I hope he has a nice package," said Sherie. 

"Sherie! I must be rubbing off on you." 

Sherie blushed. "I've been married five years now and it gets dull seeing the same guy every night. I love Dan and would never do anything to hurt him, but it might be fun to look at another guy once in awhile." Sherie had reddish-brown hair, white freckled skin, and a firm, fit body. Her figure was so nice she could have been a bikini model where Debbie looked more like a stripper. 

"I get the impression the fire is dying." 

"Yeah, we only make love about once a month now. We're just so tired from teaching by the end of the day. Not that I would change anything about my life, but I miss the newness of when we first started dating." 

Debbie patted her friend on the shoulder, grabbed two margaritas and carried them out to the living room. 

The women were reminiscing about old times when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," said Sherie, Debbie following her to the door.

Sherie opened the door and found herself staring into a broad, muscular, uniformed chest with a badge on it. She looked up to find a light skinned black man grinning at her, wearing a motorcycle helmet, his eyes covered by reflective sun glasses. "Is there a problem officer?" 

"You ordered a stripper?" asked the cop. 

Debbie giggled. "I asked for a big blonde guy." 

The black man took off his helmet to reveal dyed blonde hair. "You got it." 

"But I wasn't expecting a bl..." 

"You got a problem with black people," interrupted the stripper. 

"N-no not at all," said Debbie. She had nothing against blacks. Kerry on the other hand hated them with a passion. 

"Well, it's me or no one," said the black man. "My name's Lamar." 

"Alright Lamar, let's do it," said Debbie. 

Lamar handed Sherie a boom box and told her to hit play when he pointed at her. "Which one's the bride-to-be?" 

"She's sitting in the recliner," said Sherie. "Go easy on her, she's shy." 

Lamar pushed past the two women and entered the living room. The two other women looked up at him in surprise. "Ladies, theres been a complaint about the noise coming from this house." 

"I'm sorry officer," said Alisa sitting up in her chair. "I wasn't aware we were that loud." 

"You weren't and that's the problem. Lets make some noise," said Lamar pointing at Sherie. She hit play on the boom box and fast paced rap started pounding out of it. Lamar ripped his shirt open right in front of the startled young woman. Alisa blushed as she stared at a hard, muscled chest the likes of which she had never seen on a man before. He wasn't built lke a dancer, more like a boxer, but his movements were graceful. Kerry looked disgusted, but she stared at the man's chest also. Debbe and Sherie, sat, and started urging him on. 

Lamar danced around the room bringing his chest close to each girl and thrusting his hips suggestively. He tossed his glasses asside and then the helmet came off. Soon, he was only wearing trousers as he kicked his shoes off. 

"Damn, that would look so sexy on a white guy," said Debbie staring at the man's chest. He was dancing before a very uncomfortable Kerry. The look on her face was one of such disgust that Debbie thought Lamar would be offended. Kerry had once mentioned that her grandfather was in the KKK, some of his beliefs had been passed down to her parents and then on to her. Kerry had raven-dark hair and pale skin. She was the only mother in the group. Before her daughter was born, she had a nice figure. She had not been able to lose the extra weight she had put on during her pregnancy. Her breasts were now large udders and her body jiggled in places once smooth and firm. For now, she had the kind of voluptuous body that drove men crazy, but promised to become fat by the time she was thirty. 

"I think he's sexy, even if he is black," said Sherie clapping her hands in delight when he came back over to dance for her. "I wish my husband had a chest half this nice." 

"You can touch it if you want," said Lamar. Sherie ran her hand down Lamar's chest to his rock hard abs. There wasn't an ounce of fat on his body, everywhere was hard muscles. 

"Me too," said Debbie jumping up and running her hand across Lamar's torso. "I've never felt a chest this hard." 

"Any of you ladies want to feel a cop or cop a feel?" he asked Alisa and Kerry.

Alisa's face was bright red as she shook her head no. Kerry shook her head also. 

Debbie sat back down as Lamar moved on. The man had been sweating and her hands were slick from rubbing his chest. She could smell him on her hands. In fact the whole room was filling with the man's scent. It was not an offensive odor. It was a very masculine smell that she found attractive. If the other girls hadn't been watching, she would have brought her hand up to her nose to take a deeper whiff. Debbie's nipples hardened under her bra and her thighs grew clammy with moisture. She had never entertained sexual thoughts about a black man before, but then she had never seen a man like Lamar. She glanced over at Sherie and saw her nipples were also poking out of her blouse. Her friend was as turned on as she was. 

Debbie's mind flashed back to when she was gift hunting in New York's sex shops. Interracial magazines and movies had taken up half the floor space in every store she had entered. All featured muscular black men with large boobed white women on the covers. The floor space devoted to such stuff obvioulsy indicated a growing trend towards interracial sex. She had been surprised to find that all the dildoes in every store also reflected the trend. Every one had been black and unrealistically large.

Debbie looked over at the ten inch black dildo standing erect on the nightstand besides Alisa, then she turned her attention back on the black man. "Hey Lamar, lets see what you've got under those pants," yelled Debbie. 

"Pay if you want to see it," said Lamar looking down at Kerry. She shook her head no and was trying not to stare at Lamar's chest. Debbie noticed the outlines of her nipples showing too. Even her bigoted friend was turned on, though she was trying to hide it and odviously ashamed of her reaction. There was even a wet spot by one nipple from where she was lactating. 

Sherie waved a twenty and Lamar danced over to her. She shoved the money into his trousers. Lamar slowly unbuckled his belt and pulled it out. His fake gun and handcuffs fell to the floor. 

Debbie quickly pulled out a twenty and Lamar danced over to her. She shoved the twenty in his pocket and looked up at him. "Unbutton my pants," he said. Debbie was surprised to find her hands shaking as she reached up and unbuttoned his pants. "Now pull the zipper down," he ordered. Debbie did, staring as tiger print briefs slowly revealed themselves before he danced out of her reach and over towards Alisa. Debbie suddenly felt jealous of her friend, she wanted to finish removing Lamar's pants. 

"How about you?" asked Lamar. Alisa was still bright red and she shook her head, but her eyes were wide as she stared at his open trousers. Alisa had long brown hair, always pulled back. She never wore makeup and always wore long skirts and bulky blouses to hide her body. The way her clothes bulged out suggested a figure to rival Debbie's but no one had seen it, not even her fiance. She had broken down and had sex with him, but only in the dark, and she had worn a nightgown, lifting it up as he entered her. She would have been the best looking girl in the group if she put some effort into it.

"Come on Alisa," shouted Sherie. 

"Yeah do it," yelled Debbie. "Have some fun." 

Alisa reached into her purse and pulled out a ten. "Is this ok?" she asked. 

"Yeah honey. Put it in my pants." Alisa reached out and stuffed the bill away. "Now pull my pants down over my hips." 

Debbie was really jealous now as she watched Lamar's ass appear. It wasn't briefs he was wearing it was more like a loin cloth and it left his ass cheeks bare. They were as hard as his chest. Alisa was staring cross-eyed at his crotch. 

Lamar turned back around to Kerry. Even she was looking flushed now. Debbie could see that the loin cloth looked longer then normal and it was a little tented up about half way to Lamar's knees. She got a better view when Lamar came back over to Sherie. "How far you aloud to go?" asked Debbie. 

"Depends how much you tip," said Lamar. 

"Is it worth it?" asked Sherie pushing a twenty into the string on his waist. 

"Compared to me, that dildo over there is a cute little toy. 

"Bull shit," said Debbie. 

"Tell you what. If you agree to tip me ten bucks an inch, I'll take it all off." 

"Do it," said Debbie. "I gotta see that monster." Lamar untied his loin cloth and it fell to the floor. "Jesus," said both Debbie and Sherie. 

"Let me see," pleaded Alisa shocking herself. The margaritas making her less uptight. 

Lamar walked around the room naked. Alisa furrowed her brows in disbelief. Kerry's jaw fell open. Lamar's cock dangled down about eight inches, bigger then any man they had ever seen and he wasn't even hard. It was slightly plump and angled out bending towards the floor. Even his balls were huge. 

"How big is it hard?" asked Debbie. 

"Touch it to find out," said Lamar returning to her. Debbie hesitated and then reached up, grabbing his dick. "Just give it a few tugs," he said. 

Debbie tugged feeling her grip open as it swelled up. The thick black cock lengthened and rose until it was now angled upward. "How big?" asked Debbie. 

"Twelve inches," said Lamar proudly. "That's $120 dollars you owe me." 

"May I touch it? asked Sherie. 

Debbie was reluctant to release it, but Lamar tugged it out of her grasp and let Sherie run her hands all over it. "It's so hard," said Sherie. "I've never seen or felt anything like it." It was so big, it seemed to defy gravity. Lamar was uncircumsized, just the tip of a huge, bulbous cock-head peeking out of his foreskin. Sherie pulled down on his shaft, so that his cock-head emerged, every bit as big and hard as the rest of him. 

Lamar pulled it out of her grip too and walked over to Kerry, but she recoiled from it so he moved on to Alisa. "Wanna touch it?" he asked waving it under her nose. 

Alisa sniffed the air around it and then breathed deeply as if inhaling his scent and then, even shy, conservative Alisa reached out and squeezed the head. "It's so much bigger then my fiance," she said. 

"I'm sure he's not black," said Lamar dancing back over to Debbie. "Anything else you wanna see before I put it away?" 

"Don't put it away," said Debbie thinking how it was a crime to cover up a penis that beautiful. 

"You like my cock?" 

"It's incredible." 

"Why don't you give the head a kiss then." 

Her hand had automatically rose up to stroke it. Debbie didn't hesitate, she forgot about the other girls and leaned forward kissing the purplish-black, plum-sized head of Lamar's cock. Kerry gasped, stood up, and left the room. Debbie didn't even care anymore what her friends thought. She gave the tip a little lick, tasting his pre-cum. She was prepared to do more just as the music stopped and Lamar backed away. The girls were silent as he dressed. Debbie couldn't look at them. 

"Well I hope you ladies enjoyed the show." He stood at the door once again in his fake cop uniform. The three women nodded, Kerry still hadn't returned to the room. "There is the little matter of my payment and you stil owe me $120 dollars," he said looking at Debbie. 

"I'm responsible for both then," said Debbie. 

"Follow me out to my truck," said Lamar. Debbie rose up off the couch and followed him. 

"How much do I owe you?" asked Debbie as they stood by his truck. 

"$200 to come out here, plus $120 for the bet." 

"I don't have that much on me. I mean I covered the fee, but I hadn't planned on your penis being that big." 

"Little white boys have penises. You mean you didn't expect my black cock to be this big." As Lamar spoke he unbuttoned his pants and pulled his still rock-hard cock out. "Tell you what, this mutha ain't gonna go down until it cums. If you finish what you started, I'll let you slide on the bet." 

"You don't mean..." 

"I want you to suck my cock." 

"I can't," she blurted out automatically, though the thought excited her. Debbie wanted to suck him off. Usually, a blow job was something she did so that a guy would return the favor, but with Lamar, she wanted to please him. It made her feel honored to have the privilage of making that huge black cock cum. The only thing stopping her was her friends. 

"It's that or fork over the money. I'm doing you a big favor here." 

"You are. Thank you," said Debbie. He was being kind, letting her slide on the bet. She found herself falling to her knees before his cock. She took Lamar's cock-head in her mouth and started running her tongue all around it. She stretched her jaw wide and pushed her lips towards his crotch. She wanted to make this the best blow job ever, but she had never encountered one this large. She felt herself choking as it pushed into her throat. She relaxed her jaw, vowing to try harder. 

******************** 

"What's taking Deb so long," said Alisa as Kerry returned to the room. 

Sherie got up and peeked out the window. "I can see his head sticking up above a truck, but I can't see Debbie. His body must be blocking her." 

"Can you believe the size of that thing?" asked Alisa still amazed. 

"I tell you they're subhuman," said Kerry. "I can't believe she put her lips on a filthy negroe's dick." 

Sherie's nod of agreement was halfhearted. Lamar's foot long cock was something she would never forget. She strongly suspected she would have kissed it to, if he had asked her. 

******************** 

"Do you like sucking my cock?" 

Debbie nodded her head moving her lips along several inches of Lamar's shaft. She had managed to swallow seven inches, but was having trouble with the rest. She ended up sucking on the first five inches while jacking the rest off with both her hands. His cock was swelling and it seemed to throb as he approached orgasm. 

"Do you swallow?" 

Debbie shook her head no without removing his cock from her mouth. 

"Your going to swallow mine." 

Debbie hessitated, then nodded agreement. A minute later his cock exploded in her mouth quickly filling it with sperm. She swallowed most, but some still trickled down her chin. Debbie was ready to release it when it blasted another wad as big as the first. None of her boyfriends came close to matching one wad of Lamar's sperm, but then none of them had the black man's big balls either. 

He shot several more smaller loads and she swallowed every drop wandering why she had always refused to swallow before. There was something undescribably wonderful about kneeling before such a masculine man and swallowing cum from his huge cock. She squeezed the head between her lips until it shrank a couple inches and she was sure he was done as she stroked every drop out of his long shaft. 

Lamar pulled it out and smacked his wet cock against her cheeks. "You want this cock?" 

"Yes, but my friends..." 

"Come to my club and I'll give you what you want." 

******************** 

"What took you so long? Have you been crying?" asked Sherie. Debbie's cheeks were all puffy. 

"No, I'm fine. I was getting directions. Lamar invited us back to his club. He said he will have the dancers put on a special show for us." 

"I don't know. It's kind of late," said Kerry. 

"Free drinks," said Debbie. 

"Count me in then." said Sherie. She looked at Alisa. "How about it Alisa? It's your party." 

"Alright, let's go, but we're taking a taxi home if we get too drunk." 

Debbie had the largest car and the three girls followed her as they left the house.

Part 2: Sherie

"Where we headed?" asked Alisa.

"His club is just outside New York City, in Jersey," said Debbie not taking her eyes off Lamar's truck in the distance.

"New York! That's two hours away." exclaimed Kerry.

"Relax, you can all crash at my place." Debbie lived in New York City.

"Todd will be worried," said Alisa thinking about her fiance. It was her bachelorette party.

"He's probably bombed out of his mind and looking at his own stripper."

"Not my Toddy." Alisa had lucked out and found someone just like herself, conservative, moral, and not much of a drinker. He had money too and they were looking to start a family almost immediately.

Eventually, the car carrying the four women arrived at the strip club pulling up behind Lamar. Debbie didn't wait for the other girls to exit the car, she just hopped out and ran straight to Lamar. She seemed infatuated with the black stripper with the blonde hair and huge cock. Sherie felt a strong desire for the stripper too after seeing him wave that giant black snake under her nose.

Sherie got out of the car followed by Alisa and Kerry. The place had closed up about an hour ago and the parking lot was near deserted. It had started raining about a half hour ago. The only people she could see was a white woman with a black man. The woman was sitting on a car hood with her legs wrapped around the back of a muscular black man. They were kissing passionately ignoring the rain.

A big neon sign read Zebra Club and it appeared to be two clubs in one. Two massive black men stood outside one door. Lamar led them to the other door on the other side of the building.

"This better be worth it Lamar," shouted a deep voice when the blonde-haired black man entered the club. "I turned down two dates and a hundred bucks to wait for you."




Girls Night Out



After dancing for 5 hours at the bar, Lynn and Willow were drunk and naughty. Giggling about the boys they had turned on dancing like lesbians, Lynn starts to take off her clothes. They both were so warm and sweaty. Lynn removed her low-cut shirt and jeans. She was sitting there in her black lace bra and matching thong. Crawling over to Willow, Lynn began to run her hands under her shirt, caressing Willow's breasts. Finding her mouth, Lynn firmly kissed Willow. Willow wrapped her arms around Lynn and pulled her close. Locked in a kiss, Lynn started to remove Willow's clothing. Starting with her shirt, Lynn undid her buttons slowly. Willow removed her pants, and she was laying there in her bra and panties, smooth white skin so soft. Lynn pulled Willow to her knees and embraced her almost naked body. Kissing her neck and mouth with such passion. 

Reaching behind Lynn, Willow unclipped her bra, unleashing her hot breasts from their enclosure. Willow caressed Lynn's breasts, teasing her nipples with her finger tips. Lynn arched her back and fully offered her body to Willow. Feeling the pleasure and pain Lynn let out a low moan. She loved how Willow worked her nipples soo roughly. Willow knew how much Lynn loved that, how wet it would make her. Wanting to be a little more naughty Willow took the bra that Lynn had been wearing, and bound her hands behind her. Forcing her breasts out farther, Lynn gasped as Willow mouthed one of her nipples and bit it. Willow brought Lynn to her feet, and led her by her nipple to the bedroom. While standing Willow removed Lynn's thong. Lynn was so wet, so ready for Willow's touch, aching for it. 

Pulling out a blind fold, black leather and fur lined, Willow placed it over Lynn's eyes. Lynn was suddenly in complete dark, at Willow's mercy. Listening intently to Willow moving, hearing Willow strip naked, imaging those beautiful breasts exposed to the cool air, that shaved pussy soo soft and wet. Standing there in the darkness and in her own imagination, Lynn suddenly felt a sharp pain on her ass. Willow had whipped her with the belt from her pants. Lynn gasped and fell into the bed, shocked. Willow held the belt in one hand, folded in half. She took another swing and watched it connect with a "crack" on Lynn's smooth flesh. Lynn cried out, and tried to get away. Willow was very unhappy with that, she pulled Lynn back to the edge of the bed, her ass in the air. Giving each cheek 5 cracks each, Lynn was shaking in pain, her ass very red. Willow threw the belt down, unbound Lynn and flipped her onto her back. Lynn's eyes were wet from tears. 

Embracing each other in a kiss, Lynn reached between Willow's legs and found her wet soft pussy. Feeling her lips and her clit, Lynn started to work Willow's clit roughly. Willow moaned and laid back. She writhed under Lynn's touch. Bending down, Lynn began to lick Willow's pussy, tasting her sweet honey. Licking her pussy, Lynn forced her tongue into Willow's hot wet vagina. Willow held onto Lynn's hair and pushed her face harder into her pussy. Willow felt Lynn move her mouth up to her clit, teasing it with her tongue. Lynn put two fingers into the dripping pussy, and started to work Willow's g-spot. Moaning and bucking, Willow couldn't hold back, she felt the orgasm building. She began to feel the tighteness in her belly and the surge of pleasure coursing through her pussy. Crying out, Willow released her orgasm, it shot through her body, leaving her shaking. Willow sat up and grabbed Lynn, she threw her down on the bed and dove in between her legs. Immediately she started to lick and tease Lynn's already soaked pussy. Lynn cried out, she was in extasy! Willow worked Lynn's clit soo rough that Lynn screamed when she orgasmed. It was so powerful that she rode up her hips and forced Willow's mouth on her clit harder. The orgasms they both endured left them exhausted. Willow crawled up beside Lynn on the bed. They embraced each other and entwined their legs. Kissing soo passionately, they were breathing heavy. Their pleasure was so powerful, their love even stronger. Lynn and Willow laid in each others arms, in love and slept.

The End



Girls Night Out



There is a standing date for our group of six. On the third Friday of every month, we go out. Whoever is hosting for the night chooses the venue. We have only a few hard rules. First, it is girls only, no spouses. Second, we meet at the hosts' house and travel in a group. Third, the venue can be anyplace the host chooses, but it must always be someplace we have never been. Finally, short of death, we never miss a Girls Night.

We gathered at Karen's house that night as she was our host. She wouldn't tell us where we were going as we piled into her Expedition; she said it would be a shock. With Karen, the only shock would be if she didn't shock us. She had always been the wild one. Still, I couldn't believe it when she turned into the parking lot of our destination. Even for Karen, an all nude gentleman's club was really a shock.

She was already out of the car and waiting for us at the door before we could recover. No one said a word; I could tell from the expressions that I was not the only one who was nervous. Karen was dancing from foot to foot in her excitement. By way of reassurance, she told us "Come on, ladies. I have been here before with my husband, and it's a blast. This place is full of hot guys; we won't be able to buy a drink if we wanted to." 

She led us through the door and into the dim interior. Loud dance music and louder whistles assailed our ears. The man in the booth passed us through with a curt nod, and I noticed a sign that said 'Ladies Free'.

Beyond the booth was a world I have only seen in movies. There were three large stages, each with a pole from floor to ceiling. Tables and booths crowded around each stage, mostly filled with men of all ages. The walls were covered in red cloth and mirrors. A large bar dominated one end of the room, a DJ booth the other. Along the wall were several closed doors marked 'Private-VIP only'.

Mostly, though, the eye was caught by the women. They were everywhere you looked, and they filled the rainbow spectrum of womanly diversity. Whether short or tall, light or dark, full-figured or waif-thin, they were beautiful; and they were naked. With the exception of some truly outrageously heeled shoes, there was not a bit of fabric to be seen. Every time I tried to avert my eyes from staring, I found them filled again by a female form.

I was grateful when I felt Karen tug my arm and lead us through the throng to an empty table near a wall. A waitress arrived at our table before we could even sit down. I was glad to see her since I could use both the distraction of ordering and the drink. I was surprised when she took six full glasses and placed them on the table.

"Compliments of the gentlemen at the bar. Let me know when you want refills, they covered the second round, too." she told us before hurrying off to another table.

Karen stood back up, turned to the bar and waved, then sat back down in a rush. Leaning in she told us "Didn't I tell you? Two minutes in the door and we've already got free drinks!"

She was so excited she couldn't sit still; she pulled a wad of bills from her purse and walked to the stage. The girl performing there spotted her immediately. She was a lovely redhead, probably around twenty-five. As she danced, she moved closer and closer to Karen. When she reached her the dancer leaned in and talked to her for a few moments. Then she placed her hands on Karen's head, pulled her close, and let her breasts glide slowly across Karen's upturned face. As she leaned back, Karen slid a few bills into the girls garter and returned to us.

"Girls, you have to try it...trust me, it looks weird, but it is SO much fun."

I was thinking there is no way she is going to get any of us to go up there when Jessie stood up, pulled some money from her pocket and headed off to one of the other stages. This stage featured a really lovely large breasted blonde. Jessie's dancer also talked to her for a few minutes before she made physical contact. She was apparently a little more limber than Karen's dancer. She put her feet out to the back of Jessie's seat, locked them behind her and pulled Jessie close; then she closed her thighs gently on Jessie's head and made quick bucking motions with her hips. When the dancer released her Jessie was laughing like a schoolgirl, and she put the money gently into the space created when the dancer pressed her breasts together.

When she got back to the table, still laughing, she told us "I did that so Karen could not lord it over us that she is the only one with any guts. I gotta tell you though, that really is fun. The girls seem really sweet, they are so soft, and my god they smell good!"

She turned to Karen, and they actually exchanged high- fives across the table. I realized I was the only one in the group not smiling; I willed myself to relax as I downed my drink. Fortunately the waitress must have been watching, because a second drink magically appeared to replace the first.

Over the next two hours, everyone except me made a trip to the stage. Karen and Jessie each returned multiple times. I really didn't want to go. 'I am not being a prude' I told myself 'I am just not excited by the female form.' No one pressured me; in fact, no one even said anything. I knew if I didn't go, though, I would be missing one of the defining moments of our friendship. I spotted a girl who looked sweet on the center stage, and stood up to head that way. From the corner of my eye, I could see the head nods and relief from my friends. 

Just as I got to the near the stage, the song ended and the girl went through the little door at the back. 'Great', I thought to myself, 'some slutty girl will come out next. Just my luck.' I was still standing there, feeling self-conscious and sorry for myself, when the lights got even dimmer. The DJ was talking over the music though I couldn't really understand him. Suddenly, a spotlight hit the stage in front of me. A girl came through the door slowly and advanced down the stage into the spotlight beam.

She had been dancing for several seconds when I realized I had not taken a breath. I gasped and air returned to my lungs, but my eyes never left her. I was stunned by my reaction; I was confused by my emotions. Worse, I felt a growing heat between my legs, a flutter in the base of my belly; I realized I was physically responding to her nakedness. I couldn't understand this, had never felt anything this strongly, even with my husband. She was beautiful, and exotic, but there was nothing I could define that made her more overtly sexual than the other dancers.

I was trembling, inside and out. I wanted this to end; I wanted it to last forever. I willed my feet to move, to approach her. I was not even aware I had reached the edge of the stage until it blocked my path. She saw me and smiled. I felt myself smiling back as she moved toward me. As she got nearer, I could feel it; a hum in the air between us. Maybe she sensed it, too, because her smile changed. It was not the plastered smile of a mannequin. There was meaning in it, and it reached her eyes. Her face was transformed by that smile; in my mind, I pictured myself naked and looking down into that face as our bodies touched.

She reached the edge of the stage, leaned toward me. Her hair caressed my face as she brushed her lips by my ear. I felt her breath on my neck, could smell her skin, and feel her heat. I had never felt so connected to another human being. I had never felt so aroused, mentally and physically. She was purring as she leaned back to press her breasts to my face, and our eyes were locked.

There was silence now. The song had ended, and I felt her presence leaving me as she withdrew, heading for the door. She was still looking at me over her shoulder as she passed through it.

I don't know how long I stood there after she was gone. Karen was at my side, pulling me gently from the stage. My fist was still clenched around the bills I had intended to give my dancer. I could feel tears in my eyes, knew my mascara must be ruined. I could not speak; my friends, my good friends of our group of six, walked beside me as we headed out to the car. No one mentioned what had happened, not that night or any since.

I have never spoken of it, either. Nor have I told them that I returned alone to the club later that night. I have returned several nights since. I have never seen my dancer again. She is gone.

At night, when my husband is moving inside me and I feel the heat growing between us, feel myself letting go; sometimes I close my eyes, and I see hers. 

Those are the best nights.



Girls' Night Out



Seven O’ Clock. I was now quite nervous, Samantha would be here any minute now. I hadn’t seen her since last Thursday evening- that Thursday evening, and now I wondered just how things were going to go tonight. She had seemed OK on the phone, but no mention was made of last Thursday, and I must admit I was starting to feel a little foolish. “Oh well,” I thought, “no point worrying now girl, we’ll just have to see what happens”. I stood up, pulling the plug out, and stepped out of the bath. I towelled myself dry and went over and started to apply my make-up in the mirror. Catching sight of my naked reflection, I thought - not too bad... shaping up very well for my 28 years. No real flab, just a slight thickening of the tummy and thighs, and my tits are still firm, if on the small side. My dark shoulder-length (wet) hair neatly frames my face Uma Thurman Pulp Fiction style. I’ve still got what it takes, I think...

There’s the doorbell and suddenly my heart is pounding. I pull on my undies and throw a T-shirt on, running to the door with still wet hair, make up half-applied. It’s Sam. I compose myself for a second behind the door, trying to be nonchalant. I’m afraid of her expression- will it be OK? Will she hate me, ignore me, be cold, warm? I open the door. Sam is half-turned in the light from the hallway, I cannot see her face immediately. For a second, I think she is just going to stand there, motionless, but then she turns, and with relief I see her smiling back at me, as she always has. Maybe this time a little more than usual? It’s hard to tell- there is definitely something unspoken between us, yet despite what we say, it’s what we are both firmly thinking about. I hardly hear what she’s saying, about her day at work, the evening ahead, the fact that she arranged for us to meet Soo in the Farmer’s Arms. I answer, a little stiltingly, my throat is dry and I have to swallow at inconvenient moments as I speak. My face is flushed and I avoid her eyes. She is smiling and laughing a little as we talk... She seems at ease but there is a question hanging in the air between us that I am longing for her to answer... A pregnant pause. I mumble. Err.... I must dry my hair, I stutter, and walk off back to the bathroom. Sam follows. I dry my hair fiercely with the dryer, blowing my hair deliberately across my face so Sam cannot see my eyes, my guilty look... She chatters still, raising her voice so I can hear her above the roar of the dryer. I still can hardly hear what she says, but I gather it’s just about the evening ahead.

Sam’s hand brushes mine and the dryer dies as she switches it off. I look up, her face inches from mine. She takes the dryer from me... my heart pounds. I am unable to speak. “Charlotte” she whispers, tenderly. “Your hair has been dry for five minutes. Are you OK?” I stammer but can’t really form a coherent sentence. I am blushing deeply. “Silly thing. You were oh so very bold the other night.. now you’ve gone all shy and silly on me. Come here.” Sam gently pulls me round to face her and I’m frozen. Her words are a relief- the ice is broken yet time seems frozen still. The distance between us seems infinite like space, yet I feel her sweet breath on my face. She kisses me lightly on the lips and suddenly, everything changes. I know I will remember this exact moment for the rest of my life.

Sam’s kiss sealed my fate, and explained everything. The burning question I had been asking myself now for well over a week was answered. Would she, or wouldn’t she? She would! I almost melted into her embrace, so happy, so relieved. We kissed and kissed, with love and passion, and I felt at that moment that we were flying, the reality of the world a distant vague presence. Time passed- I have no idea how much, but eventually Sam broke the spell she had spun “Come on babe, get ready, we have to go!”. I smiled at her, then laughed. I was elated, and tears of joy came to my eyes without warning. Sam stroked my arm as I turned back to the task of doing my make-up. “Are you wearing this?” Sam asked, holding out my black dress, the usual attire for a girls’ night out.

“Yes,” I said, “thanks.” I pulled off the T-shirt and motioned for Sam to pass my bra, which she did. I slipped it on, and Sam did up the clips for me. For a moment, I stood there in my underwear, the dress hanging from one hand, watching Sam’s eyes as they drifted over my body. “Like what you see?” I whispered. Sam didn’t answer but smiled, then embraced me warmly, stroking my bare back and then the thigh below the line of my knickers.

“Darling, you’re beautiful!” she said, at last. She stepped back to take in the way I looked once again, and this time her eye was drawn to the crotch of my panties. “Ooh, very sexy!” she said, “They don’t leave much to the imagination!”. She was referring to the fact that the knickers I wore were of sheer white silk, with no gusset. The shape of my pussy was clearly visible, and a small wet spot had darkened the material where they snaked through between my legs. “Oh Charlotte!” Sam exclaimed, moving closer and kneeling in front of me. “I didn’t know you shaved your pussy... what a wonderful surprise!”

“Actually it’s not shaved- I have always loved the feeling of bare skin down there so I had laser treatment to remove it permanently.. that was about two years ago” I said. Samantha was transfixed by the sight in front of her nose, and she pulled down my panties around my knees to get a better look. The treatment I’d had had removed the hair over a period of months by destroying the roots, so the skin of my pussy was utterly hairless and smooth. Being dark-haired, shaving had always left dark stubble, but now that was all gone. Seeing my own pussy afresh through Sam’s eyes made be realise how sexy it must appear to others, especially as I had the sort of slightly fleshy pussy with small inner lips that are totally hidden from view unless deliberately spread open. I felt Sam’s breath coming harder, and warm over my dark slit, and I could see her getting excited and turned on. I was too, and a sticky drop of ooze started to bubble out from between my smooth pink lips.

“Oh Charlotte, it’s fantastic!” Sam breathed, and suddenly buried her face between my legs. Involuntarily I opened them wider, hampered by the knickers stretched between my knees. Looking down I could see Sam’s long strawberry blonde hair streaming down over the back of her black dress, and her cool forehead pressed against the white curve of my mons veneris. Sam pushed her tongue hard into my vagina, and I could feel it warm and wet, wriggling about. I heard soft sucking and slurping noises as Sam sucked down my pussy juices. She pulled away, groaning with horny frustration. “Oh god, Charlie.. you are so fucking horny!... I want you so bad, my love. But we really have got to go- Soo is expecting us at 8”. I threw on the dress, and hitched up the panties.

“OK, let’s go- there’s plenty more of that for you later, if you’re good!” I said. We kissed again, and I could taste my own juices on Sam’s lips. I slipped on my party shoes- high, black and strappy- and we walked out into the night where the taxi was waiting patiently for us. Since opening the door to Sam, just twenty minutes had passed, but I felt my life had changed forever.

“Hi Soo!” I yelled, catching sight of her across the crowded bar. She waved and smiled, and we made our way over to where she sat. Soo was of Malaysian descent, and extremely beautiful, with very long straight black hair and beautiful brown asian eyes. She made the most of it, with subtle and expert make-up, and she turned heads wherever she went. Sam and I weren’t bad either, but it was always Soo who got the maximum attention on these nights out. 

“Hi!” she said, getting up and kissing us both as we sat down around the table. “Drinks are on their way” she said raising a finger to catch the barman’s eye. We all babbled about the day’s news and the latest gossip for a while, and we all seemed to be in a very good mood, looking forward greatly to the evening ahead. “You two seem to be in an especially good mood tonight!” Soo said, “Is there something you should be telling me?” She grinned knowingly, since the previous weekend I had told Soo everything about that Thursday night, agonising about what it would all lead to. It must have bored her rigid, but she is a great friend, and had listened patiently. Now she could see that it had probably all worked out as I’d hoped, and she was clearly very happy for both of us.

“Charlotte and I are... an item, I suppose” Sam said, matter-of-factly, but smiling at me, and gently picking up my hand.

“That’s great you two! I’m really glad. Oh god Sam, you should have seen Charlie last Saturday night- you’d have thought she’d done something terrible, the way she was going on- the agony!” I blushed a little sheepishly.

“Yeah, well... thanks Soo, you are a true friend”

“That’s OK darling.. any time, really. What are friends for?” 

“Here’s to us!” Sam said, picking up her glass, “us three against the world, and everyone else can go hang!”

“To us!” we chorused, clinking our glasses.

“God, it’s getting busy in there” Sam said, motioning over to the toilets she’d just come back from. “I queued for 15 minutes!, and then there’s piss all over the floor!” Soo groaned. 

“Damn, I’m starting to get desperate, but I’m OK if I sit- if I get stuck for that long in a queue I’ll wee myself!”. I’d had a wicked idea, but hesitated to say anything, it was perhaps a little weird. After a minute though, I plucked up the courage..

“Listen Soo, I’ve an idea. We’re pretty well hidden here in this little booth, so why don’t you just pee into that empty beer glass under the table? Sam and I will cover for you”

Soo didn’t hesitate: “OK, I will. But what shall I do with it afterwards?”

“Just put it on the table - it looks like lager so no-one will know”. Soo took the glass, as Sam and I moved around slightly to block off any view of what was going on. It was pretty easy because the booth was enclosed on three sides and the open side faced obliquely into the bar area. Though there were a lot of people around, they couldn’t have seen what was happening. We all started to giggle as I heard a trickle of water into the glass, which rapidly built up to a fairly strong hiss and splash. Soo tilted the glass to minimise the noise. I was tempted to get down and look at what she was doing, but had to content myself with imagining it. The idea of Soo pissing into a glass under the table was proving to be quite an erotic thought!  After a minute or so, the look of relief that crossed Soo’s face told us she’d finished. She looked around to check the coast was clear, and lifted the glass up and onto the table. It was about three-quarters full - quite a lot in a pint glass! It did look rather weak for a lager, and steamed ever so slightly. We looked at each other, from girl to girl, then burst out laughing! We drew a few glances from the rest of the pub, but no-one really paid much attention.

“Shit!, It’ll be my turn next, and we only had the one glass.. what shall I do?” I said. “I don’t think that queue’s much of an option”

“Well, you could always just pee on the floor” suggested Sam, collapsing into a peal of giggles. I gave her a look as if to say “Oh sure!”, but Soo said “Well, why not? no-one’s going to see and by the time they notice they’ll just think it was a spilt pint or something. Why don’t you swap with me, and Sam and I will cover you”

I smiled, a little lasciviously. “OK.. you’re on.. or should I say  ‘urine’, ha-ha!” To be honest we were starting to feel the effects of the vodkas we’d downed, and perhaps in a more sober moment we wouldn’t have dreamed of pissing on the floor, but at that time, I just didn’t care. Making sure I wasn’t being watched, I hitched my dress up at the back, and edged forward on my seat. It must have looked as though I was slowly drinking myself under the table! Soo and Sam once again moved to block any view from the main bar, and I closed my eyes a little and tried to relax. Before long, the familiar feeling started to build up, and I pulled the crotch of my panties to one side. The pee gushed out, at first striking the opposite seat, leaving a small spreading wet patch, but then I clamped down and it slowed,  arcing down onto the carpet. It seemed noisy to me, especially once the carpet started to become sodden, the stream landing with a flapping wet sound. It seemed to take ages, and I hardly breathed, tightly trying to keep the pressure under control. It was giving me a slight stitch, but eventually, I could feel the force diminish, and I relaxed, letting the last few squirts out. I heaved a huge sigh of relief, and looked quickly around, but again, the whole thing had passed completely unseen. Sitting upright again, I glanced down under table- the wet patch was not that noticeable, as the carpet was dark brown and rather filthy anyway. It seemed to have absorbed the lot without spreading too far - I’d been worried about a tell-tale trickle spreading out from our booth into the main bar!

Feeling down between my legs, I was a little dismayed to find that the crotch of my knickers was quite wet - the pee had seemingly trickled down the back as well as squirting forward. “Oh no, my pants are soaked!” I said dismayed.

“Well, you could always take them off sweetheart!” Sam said. “I for one wouldn’t mind, seeing what I saw earlier”.

“Oh what was that?” asked Soo.

“Charlie has the most exquisite pussy- completely hairless” Sam said.

“Laser treatment” I explained.

“Really? Let’s have a look- I’m curious”

“OK, but not here... maybe we should move on to the club anyway, what do you think?”. Sam glanced at her watch, “It’s a bit early yet, but I guess we could”

“What about my wet pants?” I said. The others shrugged. “Well, if it doesn’t show, I’m just going to leave them on. Can you check my dress when we get up?”. As we trooped out, Soo discreetly followed me and checked that the dress wasn’t wet.

“It’s OK darling, nothing shows here”.

We went a little way down the street to Rocks Nightclub. It was before 11, so we got in for free (ladies only!) and it was still rather dead, so we managed to blag a table to ourselves in a dark corner, but with a good view of the dancefloor. “This looks a good spot. Now we just have to wait for the rest of the world to turn up!’ Soo said.

“My round” said Sam, “Whatcha having?” I elected for another vodka, Soo and Sam decided on Bacardi Breezers.

As Sam disappeared off to the bar, Soo reminded me: “Let’s have a look at this wondrous pussy of yours then- there’s nobody here to see”. This was true, so lifted my skirt to show Soo. My knickers were clearly wet and as a result virtually transparent. Soo boggled. “Wow darling, that does look cute! What was it you had done?” I explained, and Soo was clearly fascinated. “Did it hurt?” she asked.

“Not at all, but I had to go back four times, once a month until it was done.”

“What did they say at the clinic?”

“Nothing, apparently it’s quite a common request.”.  We discussed it at length, and Soo eventually declared she would shave hers to see what it was like. “I’ll do it for you if you like.. if you will allow a rampant lesbian to touch your private parts! I promise to be gentle.” Soo laughed, and agreed without hesitation.

“Well, I’m keeping my blonde snatch”, said Sam, having returned from the bar. “But I do my bikini line”

“I intend to check that out in full, sweety!” I said.

Suddenly Soo said. “Listen girls, let’s make a pact. You know how it gets in here later, so let’s not waste time queueing. I say we show solidarity with Charlie here and simply wee our pants whenever the need arises tonight... no-one will see in this dark corner, and it’ll be fun!” For a moment, both Sam and I looked shocked, but it was a wicked idea, and we both agreed straight away.

“Darling, you are quite kinky on the quiet, aren’t you!” Sam said, but added: “and that’s why we love you!”

“Actually, I was surfing the web the other day and I came across a site dedicated to people who pee for pleasure.” Soo was saying “In their panties, on each other, even drinking it. It sounded a bit weird at first but reading it I got sooooo turned on.  I’d never thought about it before, but I can’t get it out of my mind since. And tonight... well, actually it’s making me feel pretty horny”

“I’ll be honest with you Soo, it turns me on too” I said. “When I was going with Debbie a few years ago we experimented with it a bit- it was a lot of fun”

“What did you do?” asked Sam, agog.

“Oh, we’d pee in the shower together- we’d take turns to kneel in front of each other and pee on each other’s tits. Of course we’d just wash it straight off”

“What was it like?”

“Really warm, and very sexy and intimate”

“Golly, I think I’d like to try that!” This was Sam.

“Me too!” Said Soo. “Did you ever drink her pee?”

“I did once- it was actually OK. Not sure if I’d like it too strong though.” I replied.

“I’ll drink your weewee anytime sweetheart” said Sam, “it sounds like a real turn-on to me, especially from that wonderful tap of yours”

“I’ll be honest with you,” started Soo, “after reading that website, later I actually waited until I really needed to pee, then went and masturbated in the toilet. When I started to come, I wet myself, and let myself get really soaked. It was SUCH a turn-on.” She looked at us, trying to gauge  our reaction.

“That sounds cool,” said Sam, “I’m going to try that.”

“I read in Cosmo that if you drink lots and put pressure on your bladder when you masturbate you come much harder” I offered. “The only problem they saw was accidentally wetting yourself at the crucial moment.. they obviously hadn’t thought that one through!” We all laughed.

“Well. anyway it’s my turn to go... so here goes!” said Soo. She squatted down on the floor in front of us, hitching her skirt up around her waist. We were transfixed by the crotch of her white cotton pants, with its vague hint of dark pubic hair. Suddenly a wet patch spread rapidly across the front, then turned into a thin trickle of water, splashing on the floor and forming a puddle. The carpet was not as absorbent as the pub’s had been, and Soo’s piss pooled up and trickled off in a number of directions. On a sudden whim, I stuck out my hand below Soo’s pissing waterfall, and let the warm flood run through my fingers. Soo gasped and laughed, straining slightly to keep it going. As she finished I moved my hand up to fondle between her legs for a moment, feeling the warmth of her pussy and the wetness of her knickers. Our eyes met for a second and we smiled. “Ooh, aren’t we sluts!” she said.

“God I’m so horny watching that,” said Sam. “Listen, why don’t we go home and have a little fun there instead?” We both looked at Soo. It was up to her since it was certain that Sam and I were going to get it on that night anyway. I desperately wanted Soo to come too, but it was a lot to ask.

“Well....” said Soo, “I guess it would be fun. But I don’t want to play gooseberry to you two”

“Oh, you wouldn’t” I said “promise. It’s just a bit of sexy play for all three of us.. no big deal”

“Well, alright then, sounds like fun!” said Soo, “Let’s go!”.


Chapter 2....


Giggling, we stumbled through the front door. I was reminded of the nervous moment several hours ago when Sam first arrived. Now that seemed a million years ago. We were all somewhat tiddly, but certainly not to the point of stupidity. “To the kitchen!” I exclaimed, and we marched into the kitchen. Immediately I filled three pint glasses with cold tap water. “Drink Up!” I ordered. “You go and get comfy in the lounge, I’d better get some towels”. Coming back into the lounge, I dimmed the lights a little and threw the towels into the middle of the wooden floor. “Just in case there’s an accident!” I grinned. “Now, we just sit and wait...” I joined Soo and Sam on the sofa. “Shall we give Soo a little beauty treatment while we wait, Sam?” I said, leaning over and kissing her while moving my hand to Soo’s crotch.




Girls' Night Out



“Oh, that’s an excellent plan” Sam replied, “I’ll go and get the equipment”. Soo looked momentarily puzzled, but didn’t protest.

When Sam left the room, I leaned over and kissed Soo lightly on the cheek as I continued to fondle her damp crotch. “Relax darling, this will be a lot of fun... we promise not to bite. Too hard”. Soo smiled, and returned my kiss, this time on the lips. Tentatively at first, but in a moment her horniness had got the better of her, and we were snogging like old flames. Sam returned with a bowl of hot water, another towel, and a razor and shaving cream. I slipped the towel beneath Soo, as she lifted her dress up high. I pulled down her sodden knickers, revealing a soft snatch of fine black pubic hair. Unlike my own had been, Soo’s pubic hair was not at all wiry, but very soft and fine. “Hmmm, I think this is going to work very well!” I said, and tipped a handful of warm water over it. I heard her gasp is she felt the sensation of the water, and the tender touch of loving hands. I gently rubbed the cream into her pubes, and working quickly, shaved it all off in a matter of minutes. I paid special attention to the stragglers inside her pussy lips, and noticed with satisfaction that her clit was throbbing purple and fully engorged. Her pussy juice spilt out in little spasmodic spurts, mingling with the white shaving cream and trickling down her bottom. Another handful of water, and I wiped her dry, revealing her smoothly shaven cunny for all to see. Soo looked down with delight, and Sam was making little cooing noises, hardly able to contain her horniness. Finally, I rubbed a little vaseline into the newly shaven area, to help guard against razor burn, and it glistened slightly in the dim light. Soo stroked her pussy, feeling the new sensation of being hairless down there, and then, almost involuntarily, slipped a finger in and started to masturbate. It was finally too much for Sam, who groaned and ripped her underwear off with almost indecent haste. She fell to her knees, frigging herself furiously, her head resting at the top of Soo’s thigh.

“Charlie, I want to watch you lick Soo’s clit - please, do it for me!” she whispered hoarsely. I needed no further encouragement - I knelt down between Soo’s legs as she pushed herself forward on the sofa, pushing her cunt upwards and right into my face. Sam shifted to get a clear view as I buried my face in there, licking and sucking without mercy. I was so horny myself I was barely in control, and Soo was starting to come in a few minutes. Sensing that she was coming too quickly, I slowed a little, and concentrated on her lips and vagina rather than her clit directly. After a while I heard her breathing become more steady.

“Can’t have you coming straight away now, can we? We’ve got all night...”

“Ooh, Charlotte!” cried Soo,  “I think I need to pee now”

“Oh Charlie,” groaned Sam, “you’ve got to take her pee - I want to see that.. drink her pee, Charlie!” I moved back a little, and motioned Soo to hold her sweet petals open with her fingers. Her held-open pussy was a fantastic sight - very red and topped by her bulging clitty. Her petals spread of their own accord, thick and puffy, and the dark vagina glistened wetly, contracting rhythmically and releasing a clear fluid in little spurts. Her pee hole was clearly exposed, and seemed to be writhing about within its pink nest. As I watched, the hole opened and a thin rivulet ran down into her vagina, which filled to the brim, then cascaded down over her little brown anus. The trickle suddenly became a thick jet of hot piss which shot out and hit me straight in the chest, wetting my dress. I quickly moved to catch the stream in my mouth, and was surprised to find that the sensation was far from unpleasant. There was no bitterness, just a very vague sense of watery sweetness, and of course it was so very, very warm. Soo pissed rapidly and I gagged trying to swallow it at first, but then I remembered the trick to drinking a lot, and opened my throat to let Soo’s hot wee simply pour down into my stomach. I was vaguely aware of Sam masturbating violently and yelling obscenities in my right ear, but all I could concentrate on was making sure that every last drop of Soo’s precious golden love-piss was not spilt. She stopped as suddenly as she started, and pulled me up on top of her.

“Oh god Charlotte, that was absolutely wild - I pissed right into you, you were my very own lovely female toilet!” Soo was fingering herself again, and kissed me hard on the mouth, deeply tonguing me as if to taste her own weewee on my tongue. Breaking off, I had to burp, and a faint taste of Soo’s piss came to me.

“Come on girls, let’s get these clothes off!” Sam urged, pulling her own dress roughly over her head. Soo sat up and did the same, and I slipped out of mine, letting it fall in a heap then kicking it away. I unclipped Sam’s bra, her full but firm breasts tumbling out. She did the same for me, revealing my much smaller, pert breasts. Soo grabbed my knickers, pulling them down and off, then holding them to her face and inhaling deeply.

“Ooh, Charlie, it smells of wee. God, I feel like a total slut whore! I just want to be used and pissed on and to come and come - you two can do whatever you want - just make sure I come, please!”. Soo sounded desperate, but we all understood the way she felt.

“Charlie, piss on me now, I want to feel your hot piss on my tits like Debbie did!” Sam pleaded, rolling back on the floor to sit on a towel.

“OK, darling, you asked for it!”. I stood in front of Sam, feet about a yard apart, her face level with my pussy.

“Oh god, that pussy of yours is just heavenly!” Sam exclaimed, “Give me a waterfall babe!” I felt Soo come up behind me and take me in her arms, allowing me to lean back on her, She rested her head on my shoulder and kissed me on the neck, and slowly, I allowed the sensation of the need to pee take me over. Soo’s hands caressed my breasts, then wandered down to my cunt, where they gently parted my smooth curtains. In a second, I felt the pee coursing down from my bladder to my pussy opening, then the wonderful rush as it arced away, down, scoring a direct hit between Sam’s tits. I heard her groan and looking down saw she had her eyes half closed, holding her breasts up from below to catch the full force of my flowing piss. She moved them from side to side, allowing the stream to play over her stiff nipples, then moving back to catch a pool in her cleavage, then letting it spill over and down between her legs and onto the floor. As the flow slowed, Sam rolled back until she was lying flat on her back, and I straddled her so my pee went straight down and splattered on her belly, tits, cunt and thighs. As soon as it was over, Soo and I leapt down on to her, sucking her nipples and licking up the piss from her body. Sam was groaning wildly, and as my fingers found her sopping wet cunt, she bucked with such a force we were almost thrown clear. “Oh fuck!!!” Sam shouted “frig me, make me come NOW!” she ordered. My fingers worked at her pissy clit wildly, as Soo continued to make great play of her nipples. Finally, I went down on Sam and sucked at her pungent clit and tongue-fucked her cunt in a mad frenzy. Sam came in a few seconds, bucking wildly and almost breaking my jaw! She collapsed back onto the wet floor, exhausted, spent, her breath coming in great ragged gasps. Soo and I lay down either side of her, caressing her face in our hands as she came down, kissing her gently, holding her, loving her. After some time, she spoke, softly: “That was.. incredible, darlings” she said. “I would never have believed it, feeling you pee over me from your sweet cunny was like going to heaven.... Now, however, I think I must pee...  I can feel my bladder is very full!”

“Oh, pee on me Sammie sweetheart! please!” pleaded Soo. “I still want to come... but, I’m being selfish to Charlotte. Why don’t we both lie down and have Sam pee on us?” she suggested. I needed no encouragement. Soo and I lay where Sam had been, in each others arms, and Sam straddled us. I kissed Soo deeply and sexually, my tongue probing her mouth. She returned the kiss, and we were almost lost in the wonderful sensation of it. Then, we both felt a warm cascade, first hitting our breasts, and slipping liquidly between us, but rapidly moving up until Sam was pissing directly into the space between our wildly kissing mouths. The wee played back and forth, from one girl to the other, and also up and down, and it was impossible not to get a good deal of it in our mouths where we swallowed greedily and passed it back and forth between us, like a good wine...

The rest of the evening continued in the same vein for many hours, with all of us pissing and coming many times. We were totally lost in our wild game, utterly abandoned to the pleasure without a trace of caution or guilt. Total hedonism. The floor was awash with piss, the towels utterly sodden and useless. We drank from each other again and again, and the weewee just kept on coming, endlessly recycled. At one point Soo begged me to pee right inside her vagina, and we pushed our smooth glistening fannies together firmly, our legs crossed like scissors, until I could pee right into her cunt without too much spilling out. Afterwards she squatted over Sam’s open mouth and let it all go. Later, Sam was starting to fall asleep in the chair, flaked out from all her orgasms. Soo and I were sitting on the sofa opposite, chatting quietly. Suddenly, Sam simply spread her pussy open with two fingers and wee’d a huge arcing piss right across the room, splattering down onto the two of us. We playfully fought over who could catch Sam’s piss in her mouth, and then that kicked off yet another round of wet, hot girly loving.

Finally, as the first light of dawn started to seep through the curtains, we collapsed, exhausted, into my big bed, lying damp but wonderfully happy in each others tender arms. Gradually, utterly fulfilled,  we fell asleep.



Girls' Night Out



My best friend Sandy and I have worked together for 2 years. We have taken trips together, gone out drinking, had some good times. She has recently divorced, while I am happily married. Last weekend, we decided to we needed a girls' night out. We decided to have a male friend of mine drop us off at the club for a night of drinks and pool. We were dressed for a night of fun, both of us in black dresses, mine tight black velvet with a plunging neckline, hers rather short, showing off her ample thighs in black fishnet stockings. Six inch spiked heels for both of us, topping off our attire.       

When we arrived at the club, Jake left us, rather reluctantly, at the front door. I noticed a group of young men standing in the parking lot, all of whom just so happened to notice us. We entered the door, paying our cover fee, and obtaining our cues. We have a particular waitress we both prefer, and she noticed us right away. After ordering our drinks, we began to set up the table for a game of nineball. Heads were beginning to turn right away as I bent over the table to square the rack. The hem of my dress rising to expose the top of my stockings. The waitress arrived with our drinks, and we were on our way to a rather enjoyable evening. The table beside us had now been occupied by 3 of the young men I had noticed in the parking lot.   

Sandy and I are pretty good at pool, better than most, I suppose, but she was getting the better of me, as we joked and teased each other about the game. The guys at the next table seemed to enjoy our rivalry. I had to make a rather difficult shot, and from my angle, my only chance was to sit on the corner of the table, and angle my shot at the side pocket. As I climbed up onto the table, being certain not to completely close my legs, I stradled the corner pocket just enough to allow a slight glance at my crotchless black satin panties. Sandy was standing behind me, eyeballing my shot, her long hair brushing across my shoulders. I noticed the guys had now stopped to take a good look. The waitress came over to refill our drinks, and I missed my shot, to Sandys' enjoyment. One of my heels had fallen to the floor while I was on the table, and now, before me stood a tall, rather handsome blue eyed fellow. He bent over to pick up my heel,and his face was now inches from my crotch. Looking down at him, I could tell by the smile on his face, he was enjoying this. Placing my heel onto my foot, he stood, taking my hand to help me down. His two friends came over and we all introduced ourselves. The young man who had helped me out was Shawn. The guys asked if they could buy us a drink.   

Sandy and I agreed, and soon we were all laughing and shooting pool, Sandy and I teasing the guys as we would bend over way too far to make our shots. Soon, one of the guys, Dave, said we should place bets on our game. We agreed to play teams, Sandy and I against Dave, Shawn, and Brian. I wasnt fond of the odds, but the losers paid the table fees, so the game was on. The waitress came over with a round of drinks, and I was beginning to feel the few I had already drank. It was my turn to make a shot, and I stumbled as I leaned down to eyeball the angle. Shawn came to my aid, once again, as I laughed and leaned against the table. Placing his hand on my hip to steady me, he stood behind me, leaning down close to my face as I felt his hand slide up my dress. Sandy and the guys were sitting on stools in the corner talking and laughing, both guys with their eyes glued to her. Of course, I missed my shot as Shawns' hand slid further up my dress and across my ass. Turning around to face him, he kissed me, his tongue brushing across my lips. Sandy and I were both rather intoxicated by this time, and she asked if I needed to go to the little girls' room, I said yes, and the guys ordered another round of drinks from our waitress as we walked away. In the restroom, Sandy and I decided these guys were hot enough, and we wanted to see what else they were good at.   

Walking back to the table, Sandy told Dave that we thought we would call our friend to come take us home. Of course he said that wasnt necessary, he, Brian and Shawn could give us a ride home. We agreed, paid our table fees and left with them. It had started to rain as we stepped out the door and got into their Explorer. Dave was driving, and Sandy took the passenger seat. I was in the middle between Shawn and Brian in the back seat, which was just fine with me. My long dark hair was soaked from the rain. Brian had been pretty quiet for most of the evening, but he began to come around as his hand rested on my knee in the cramped backseat. I had one hand on Shawns thigh, the other resting in my lap. Shawn was running his hand through my hair, when all of a sudden, he forcefully brought my face into his as his tongue probed my mouth, fighting with my own tongue. Suddenly, Brians' hand slipped up my dress, and before I knew it, I was being invaded by these two guys. I pulled away from them, pressing my heels into the floorboard, and raising my dress to expose my now throbbing pussy. I leaned over, placing my face in Shawns' lap and brought my legs up to rest in Brians'. As Shawn unzipped his pants to expose his stiff cock, Brian slid two fingers into my tight cunt. I could hear Sandy and Dave in the front, and now noticed that we were no longer moving, I didnt know where we were and didnt really seem to give a damn at the moment. I just wanted these two guys any way I could get them. Brian moved my legs, and managed to remove his own pants, positioning me on my knees. He moved around behind me, and I felt his fat cockhead at my opening. Placing my lips around Shawns cockhead, and hungrily sucking his entire shaft into my mouth, as Brian began fucking me, his hands on my hips, pulling at the straps of my garter, I could hear muffled moans from the front seat. 

She must be sucking him off, I thought. Shawn had his hands tangled in my hair, pushing and pulling my mouth up and down his shaft, fucking my mouth as if it were the last piece of ass he would ever get. Brian was reaming my asshole with his finger as his cock plunged in and out of my pussy. I felt a rush of heat, and the walls of my pussy began to convulse. I couldnt get enough of these two cocks, I bucked back against Brian as he reamed 2 fingers in and out of my asshole, he grabbed my hair with his free hand, and pulled my head back, "Tell me you want it." he said, I couldnt say anything, as my orgasm had now taken over. My mouth was bobbing up and down on Shawns cock as he pushed my head down, cumming down my throat. I swallowed hard, just in time to let out a loud groan as my pussy convulsed around Brians' cock, sending my juices running down his balls. I quickly turned around, taking his balls into my hand, and his cock into my mouth, licking my juices off his cock. As I squeezed his balls in my hand, I impaled my mouth down his shaft, sucking hard on my way back up, he took my head into both his hands, and shoved his cock into the back of my throat, holding me there as he came. I heard Sandy laugh in the front seat, as she said, "You take it girl". I swallowed as I felt Brians grip on my head loosen. My swollen cunt lips soaked of my own juices, I licked the remainder of their cum from my lips as I slowly pulled my dress back down, and took my place in the middle of the seat. Dave asked if we were ready to go and we were on our way home.   

When we arrived at Sandys' house, Dave got out and opened her door for her as they shared a good bye kiss. Brian opened his door and helped me out, my heels in my hand. Shawn had came around to this side too, and kissed me, whispering, "Thank you" into my ear. Brian put his arms around my waist and kissed me. Sandy and I walked into the house as the guys drove away. We decided we would have to have these nights out more often, and I called Jake to take me home. I had just had a wonderful fuck, with two great guys, now it was time to go home to my husband... freshly fucked and ready for more.   



Girls' Night Out



Foreword: This story is a sequel to OH SHIT! OH SHIT is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE 2, which I had posted a few days ago. TOILET SLAVE 2 is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE, which I had posted even earlier.

Foreword: Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given to "hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com" or "Hungry Guy" (the former is preferred) as the author, and as long as you don't make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged by your spell checker. Thanks. 

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Julie and two of her friends, Donna and Cindy, had come up from North Carolina to New York for a weekend of partying. They took Amtrak since the recent series of unexplained plane crashes made them fearful to fly. 

Their hotel was on 34th street, across the street from Penn Station. After getting checked into their room, they quickly showered, changed, and went downstairs.

The next thing they did was to ask the concierge for advice as to where the best nightlife could be found. He pulled out a map and circled various hot spots, the casinos, the singles clubs, discos, and risqué bars.

They headed to the hotel's restaurant for dinner and to plan their evening. After ordering, Donna, who suggested the trip and who seemed to want to sow her wild oats after going through a messy divorce, pulled out that map that the concierge gave her. "Ladies! Let's check out one of these alternativeclubs?"

"What's alternative about them?" asked Cindy. 

Donna flipped through the booklet. "It says in here that a lot of these bars have really kinky special features to them."

"What does that mean?" asked Julie.

"Well," started Donna, "I'm not really sure, but it mentions one place, called the F/m Club.Says here that women dress up like a dominatrix and their guys go as slaves." 

"I don't think we're dressed for the part," injected Julie.

Donna continued, "There's a place called Edge Play.We're real close, it's just over by 6th Avenue and 14th Street -- just a block away. Then there's the She-She Club."

"That sounds like a lezzie place," said Cindy.

"Then there's all kinds of raves," Donna continued. "But they're mostly all up in Harlem or out on the Island. Nothing near here..."

Julie interrupted, "What's it say about Edge Play?"

Donna flipped through the guide again. "Says that they have private dungeons for rent and -- what the hell?"

"What?" Julie asked.

"They've got live toilet slaves in the restrooms," Said Donna.

"What are toilet slaves?" Julie and Cindy asked together.

"I think I know," said Donna. "But I think I should let that be a surprise for you, ladies!" 

"Do we have to dress, like, in all leather?" asked Julie.

"It says, 'Street clothes preferred for admittance,' so we should be fine," answered Donna.

"Then it's fine with me," said Cindy.

"Then Edge Playis where we're going?" asked Julie.

"Why not? It's close! It's kinky! It's what we came for!"

They finished their meal and left the hotel. 

They went back to the train station and took the subway down to 14th street. From there, they walked across town to 6th Avenue and turned south. 

They stood before a pair of glass doors in a stainless steel frame on an, otherwise, featureless gray stucco building, the entrance to Edge Play.

As they were waiting, other people came up to the club. Two young men walked past them and entered the club. Then a couple walked up to the door -- an interracial couple. Julie couldn't help but notice how they clung on to each other for dear life. And the clash between them was striking. The woman was black as coal, with black hair all in braids and with eyes like white beacons against her pitch-black face. The guy was white with flaming red hair and brilliant blue eyes. The black woman looked back at Julie and say, "Hi, I'm Keisha!"

"Hi. I'm Julie, and this is Donna and Cindy." Donna and Cindy nodded, and Julie Continued, "We're from out of town and thinking of going in here. You've been in there before?"

"Un-uh. We ain't never been in here befo'. Mah squeeze here, Eric," she gave him a kiss, "and I are jus' lookin' fo' some fun."

Eric just said, "Hi."

Julie could hardly understand her Bronx accent, "We think we're going to check it out. Maybe we'll see you inside."

"Sho'! See ya' inside."

Donna pulled one of the glass doors open, and held it for Keisha and Eric. Julie and Cindy followed, and the three of them entered and walked past the coat-check counter. 

Cindy whispered to Julie and Donna, "Did you notice something weird about that guy?"

"Yeah," Donna answered, "he reeked of B-O!"

"Actually," added Julie, "his breath smelled more like raw sewage!"

"And did you notice his skin was, like, yellow?" added Donna.

"Yeah, there's definitely something wrong with him!" said Julie.

They walking down a short hallway, past a BDSM bookstore on the left and a novelty store on the right, around a corner and down a short hallway. The interracial couple had just entered an elevator as its doors were closing, but the two men were standing there arguing with the bouncer. As they walked up, they heard the bouncer say, "I'm sorry guys, but the minimum age is twenty five."

One of the guys was being belligerent, "What kind of bullshit is that? Legal age is twenty one! The law says you got to let us in!" 

"No," the bouncer replied. "The law says that we can't let anyone under twenty one in, but we can set the minimum age higher if we want."

That one guy answered with, "Bullshit!" and swung at the bouncer. A split-second later, two more bouncers came out of a hidden door on the side of the corridor and grabbed the man by his arms. They dragged him to the door and threw him into the sidewalk where he banged his head on the glass bubble canopy of a pink Rolls Royce parked in front of the club, waking the snoozing chauffeur. The other guy walked out of his own accord and helped his friend to his feet.

"Sorry about that, ladies. The world is full of idiots," said the bouncer to the women. 

"S'okay," answered Donna. "So what's the cover," she asked.

"No cover," he replied. 

"Really?" asked Donna. "That's strange! Great! But strange!"

"Some of the services downstairs are," he paused and grinned, "personal." Getting serious again, he continued, "It'd be like we were charging for prostitution if we charged a cover. If it's free to get in, it's perfectly legal. They make up for it with the price of drinks anyway. Now, let me see you're ID if you want to go down."

They showed the bouncer their ID, then they took the other elevator down one level. A short hallway led into the club. According to the sign by the main doors, the club had only been opened for about an hour, but it was relatively crowded. As they walked through the short corridor to the main room, they passed a political poster that said:

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_Defend our lifestyle against the Puritans, moralists,_ censors, and control freaks -- vote Libertarian!

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Julie remarked, "Aren't they some kind of Communists?"

Donna answered, "Nah, I think they're Fascists?"

An adjacent poster said:

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_Legalize *ALL* voluntary activities between consenting adults -- vote Libertarian!

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Cindy then said, "I think you're both wrong. They must be Nazis!"

They took a couple more steps. Next to the political posters was a display case listing scheduled events. 

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_Cass Carnaby Five live tonight_ Big Boob Parade in Blue Dungeon at 8:00_ Hot Male Revue in Red Dungeon at 8:00_ Master of Illusion in Green Dungeon at 10:00_ Comedy King in Blue Dungeon at 12:00

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"Male revue! Whoo-eee!" Donna shouted. "Let's go girls!" 

"I'm with you Donna!" answered Julie.

"Let's go!" added Cindy.

They exited the corridor into the main floor. The main floor was a large room with a high ceiling. A balcony ran all the way around the room. Several spiral staircases led from the floor to the balcony. The walls on both levels were lined with booths. One side of the room had a number of tables and chairs. The bar lined one wall under the balcony. Archways along the other wall led into other rooms. At the other end of the room was a band warming up. Five guys in sky-blue leisure suits. They were warming up with some kind of Bossa Nova tune. 

Colored stripes on the floor led the way to the different venues within the club. They followed the red stripe through one of the arches into a smaller room with tables and booths. They followed the red stripe through the maze of rooms and corridors. 

They entered the Red Dungeon just as the show was starting. The waiter, a gorgeous dark skinned Brazilian hunk, wearing only a G-string showed them to a table and took their order for drinks. Oh man, he had such piercing black eyes that could make you just melt -- and not an ounce of fat on that gorgeous body!

He brought their drinks and they were quite ample. Julie began sipping her margarita. After a few minutes into the show, these guys were dancing around the stage doing the bump and grind, swinging their hips this way and that. Every once in a while, one of them would snap his G-string and Julie once caught a glimpse of his equipment! The act continued like this for about fifteen minutes and they all ordered another round of drinks.

The show was getting really risqué by the time their second round arrived. They'd never allow this in North Carolina,Julie thought to herself as she watched them reach into their G-strings and fondle themselves as they danced. Julie noticed that Donna seemed to be getting into it licking her lips, though Julie was a little embarrassed by it. Julie watched the dancers a little more and then glanced over at Donna again. Donna seemed to be reaching under the table moving her arms back and forth, Julie wondered, could she really be? Well, Donna is Donna,she thought.

"My, these drinks are strong," Julie said to Donna and Cindy as she was halfway her second margarita. Julie was getting excited from the show. She was captivated by the spectacle. Julie could hardly believe the grand finale -- it was so raunchy! They all lined up on stage and climaxed in front of the crowd! It almost looked liked the couple of tables right in front of the stage might have even gotten sprayed! To Julie's surprise, it seemed to turn her on! She found herself rubbing herself against the seat of the chair.

"I'm wet!" Donna announced to the others.

"So am I!" added Cindy.

"Yeah, me too!" Julie confessed. 

The exited the room and returned to the main floor. They found a table just as the band started playing their new hit single, Dangerous Game,a catchy Bossa Nova tune. 

Julie felt nature calling and spoke up, "Anyone want to come to the ladies' room?"

Cindy got up and went with Julie. As they were excusing themselves through the crowd, Cindy grabbed a waiter by the arm and asked him, "Excuse me! Where's the ladies' room?"

"You mean the normal ladies' room, or the alternate ladies' room?"

Cindy stammered for a second and glanced at Julie who replied, "The normal one, I guess."

He pointed over to the hallway that led back to the elevator. "It's just over yonder, ladies."

"Thank you," replied Cindy.

The entered the restroom and used the facilities. While washing up, they talked, naturally, about how hot and wet that show got them. Then they compared notes on the guys they saw in the main room -- which ones were cute, and which ones were geeks to be avoided at all costs. 

They returned to their table and ordered a third round of drinks. 

There were several mixed couples on the dance floor, as well as couples of women, dancing to Dangerous Game.

"Let's dance!" Donna urged. They all joined the crowd on the dance floor. The song ended and they returned to their table.

One geeky guy in Khaki Dockers and a green Polo shirt came to their table and asked Donna to dance. "Get lost, four-eyes," was all she said in reply.

"Do these drinks keep getting stronger each time?" Julie asked her friends. 

"I don't know, but I need to visit the ladies' room. Who's with me? "

Julie was feeling the urge again and stood to go with Donna. Donna was headed in the wrong direction and so Julie caught her arm, "Donna, wrong way. It's over here by the elevator."

Donna replied, "Let's check out this 'alternate' ladies' room! I'm dying to find out what's 'alternate' about it!"

"Oh, okay."

They made their way through the maze of rooms to a door labeled "Alternate Ladies' Room," and entered. At first, there didn't seem anything unusual about it. There was a counter of sinks along the front wall with a mirror wall above the counter, just like in the normal restroom. There were a couple of other women doing their faces at the sinks, and Julie suddenly noticed a sort of dreamy look on the face of one of the women standing closest to her. However, the stalls weren't visible from the powder room, there was a passageway off the powder room with real walls that seemed to be lined with louvered doors -- unlike those metal panels used to make stalls in typical restrooms. Julie and Donna walked past a couple of closed doors. Donna entered the first open door and muttered, "Oh my God!" She waited for Donna to come right back out, but the door closed instead. Julie's urge was becoming stronger than her apprehension, and she walked down past the door that Donna entered and entered the next one.

Julie choked back a scream when she entered the stall! She just expected there to be some sort of sexual contraption that was attached to the toilet. But instead of a toilet, there was a stainless steel box with a man's face in the middle of the hole framed by a standard white toilet seat -- a live man! Julie quickly looked up at the ceiling to avoid meeting his eyes.

If he's there for what I think he's there for, then this is really gross, and sick, and disgusting, and perverted, thought Julie!

But oh! The three Margaritas that finally found their way to her bladder were screaming to be let go right nowand forced her to press her legs together to hold it in. The urge passed momentarily, and she turned to leave. She whispered to a woman who was walking by, "Excuse me, but are there any normal, uh, facilities in here, do you know?"

The woman replied, "No, dear! Only in the normal ladies room by the elevator. But try it! You'll like it," and continued on her way.

_Oh! I'll never make it!thought Julie.

The urge came again forcing her to double up. When it passed, Julie said to herself, maybe it's not so disgusting after all,and gingerly closed the louvered door. She stole a quick backward glance at him again as she slid the bolt to lock the door.

She reached down to unbuckle her pants and paused. I'm going to let this guy see my privates! Well, it's not like guys have never seen me before. But I don't even know this guy! Then again, though I'm certainly not Donna, I've had my share of one night stands. And I have to pee so bad, and I'm going to mess my pants if I don't make up my mind.She unbuckled her pants and pulled them down then sucked in her breath for a moment. This guy is now looking up at my ass from below through my panties -- well, here goes nothing.She pulled her panties down and backed up over his head.

She slowly lowered herself on him, and sat on his face. She could feel that his mouth was open, and that her pee-pee wasn't quite centered over his mouth. She lifted some of her weight and slid herself forward.

_I wonder what this must be like for him? Is it his job to drink every woman who comes into this stall? Or does they change men after each woman? My bush is pressed against his nose a little, I hope he can breathe! Well, here goes. Oh! I'm too tense! It won't come out! Okay Julie, relax! I'm going to have to take the weight off my feet and sit on him fully -- I hope he won't mind. Should I ask him? Oh, I don't dare talk to him!

She tried to relax her muscles to let her pee flow.

_Ohhhh, what's he doing with his tongue? That feels so good! Keep doing that! Oh yeah! But I gotta' pee! I can't hold it any more!

Her muscles relaxed enough and she started to pee. 

_I better pause or I'm going to drown him! Ow! It hurts to stop pissing in the middle of a piss! I'm sorry fella! I hope you're used to this!

He pee was flowing heavy now that she had relaxed a little more. 

_Those three big margaritas really gave me the pisses.

Having fully relieved herself, Julie stood and pulled her panties up and then quickly pulled up her pants and buckled them again. 

_Should I say anything to him? Thank him, or what? No, don't say anything. Just get out of here!

She hastily opened the door and rushed out of the stall to wash her hands at the sink. 

_Does he get to wash his face now? Donna seems to be taking her time, I betshe's enjoying it!

Julie washed her face, and touched up her makeup. She realized that Donna hadn't come out of her stall. 

_C'mon Donna!

She made some small talk with a couple of other women who were also waiting for friends by the sinks.

Donna eventually finished and came out to wash and touch up her face, and said to Julie, "I never would have believed this if I didn't see it for myself!"

"How can they do it?" Asked Julie. "And what took you so long? I know! You're quite the exhibitionist!"

"Well, that. And the fact that I also had to take a crap after I pissed him." 

"No! You didn't!"

"Yeah. I did!" Donna said with a giggle.

"And he..."

"Dumped a full load into 'im, too! Boom, boom, boom! Just like that! I could feel him struggling to gulp it down as fast as I shit it out!"

"Oh my, Donna! That's disgusting! How could you do that to someone?"

"Hey! I did what I had to do! Now let's get back to the table!"

They returned to their table. Julie heard Donna whisper to Cindy, "You got to try the alternate ladies room at least once before we go!"

Cindy replied, "Yeah? What's in the alternate one?"

"Just try it!" insisted Donna.

Julie decided it was better to keep quiet.

Donna and Cindy left to go to the ladies' room again a little later. Julie noticed they went to the alternate. That cute waiter stopped by the table, and Julie had ordered them all a fourth round. They returned as he was serving the drinks again.

_Cass Carnaby Fivewas playing Dangerous Gamea second time, but in a slightly different arrangement than the first time. Julie wondered why, momentarily. Well, it was a catchy tune, so they all got up and danced again. 

The night drove on. They danced and had a good time as only three wild women out for fun in the Big Apple could.

1:30 AM rolled around too quickly. The crowd started to thin. Julie noticed their waiter leaning against the nearly empty bar. He looked up and caught her looking at him. Oh my, he returned the sweetest smile she had ever seen! "Excuse me Donna, Cindy, I'll be right with you." She walked coyly up to him and he extended his palm to her. To her surprise, she put her hand in his. "Did the loveliest of ladies here tonight enjoy the show?" he asked. She was quivering with tension and suspected it showed, "Oh yes! This is a wonderful club! So much going on all at once! I wish there was more to come!"

"Oh yes, my dear," he continued, "there's much more excitement to be had if one, or two, were only to seek it." Oh, her stomach fluttered at the softness of his voice. She then noticed Donna and Cindy waving her to come on as they were walking out the door. She waved back for them to go on without her. Her night was only beginning...




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Girls' Night Out



Again another true story from the past. Kathy and I had made friends with another couple, Karen and Steve over the past year, although we really hadn't become close friends. Ever since Kathy's 25th birthday the two of us had a very open relationship. Every week she had her nights out and so did I, there was never any restrictions on time to come home or who you were with, it was just a night to enjoy and have fun. After each of these nights we would come home and tell the other all about the evening we had just had and then have the most wonderful sex ever. I had a new job and it required a lot of hours and most evenings I wouldn't get home until around 9:30. After Kathy had fixed me a bite to eat she would take off for the evening, I would turn in around 11:00 and what ever time she came in, she would stop at the bathroom and strip and crawl in bed and start going down on me as a way to wake me up. Lots of nights I would be awake when she came in but I would pretend to be asleep just to be wakened up this way.

I knew that Kathy had fucked Steve on more than one occasion, especially on his birthday, but that is another story. Karen was around 5' 10" and had a pair of tits that were worth dying for; I would guess that they were at least 40's. 

It was on Monday night and I couldn't get off from work until after 10:00 and I was tired. I came home and ate a little dinner and went to bed, Kathy said that she was going out with Karen for the evening; I gave her a kiss and told her I would see her when she got in. I don't know how long I slept but was awakened by a noise in the bathroom and I knew that Kathy was home; again I pretended to be asleep so I could receive my reward. Soon I could feel the covers being pulled back and the warmth of another body crawling into bed with me. As I lie there on my back still pretending to be asleep, I could feel the hot breath on my cock; it was hard to keep it soft until the sucking started. Soon the sucking started, but it seemed different somehow. There was a circular motion that had not been there before; I just figured that she had learned something new on this night out. Soon I was hard as a rock and things were really starting to move. I reached down with my hand to cup one of Kathy's tits but to my surprise they had grown to twice their normal size. I was stunned.

Suddenly the light was turned on and there stood Kathy completely nude, if she was standing in the door who was under the covers? As I pulled back the covers there was Karen also completely nude and going to town on my cock. Kathy said, "Surprise!" She turned off the light and jumped in bed with the two of us, now I had one sucking my cock and the other with my balls in her mouth. This treatment soon had me to the place of no return, but things were stopped for a couple of minutes and they both came from under the covers and each lay in my arms. I asked what this was all about and Kathy told me that Karen had never been with anyone except Steve until tonight and the two of them had been going from bar to bar all night picking up men and together fucking them for all that they had. They had talked and decided that I needed a surprise tonight, with this the talking ended and the sex started. Kathy had never been with another woman, but that was about to change. Soon the two of them were kissing and fondling each other, it wasn't long until Kathy was kissing Karen, starting down her body, pausing at her large breasts and taking turns sucking each of them. I could not believe my eyes; she motioned for me to join in. As she took one into her mouth I took the other.

Very soon she started to kiss her way down over Karen's stomach, placing her tongue into her navel and then continuing on, I just lay back and watched in unbelief. Now she was at the edge of Karen's neatly trimmed patch of hair, but she didn't stop there, she continued down, with this Karen began to spread her legs to allow full access to her hidden parts. Kathy was using her tongue to really work over Karen's clit, then probing deeper into her slit. Karen was about to have an organism, with this Kathy pulled away and told Karen to climb on top of my rock hard member. As she lowered herself down on me she lay back against my legs to expose her wet pussy for all to watch, this proved too much for Kathy, now she was down on her eating her as she bounced up and down on my rod. Karen started moaning, louder and louder. She grabbed Kathy's head and shoved it down hard between her legs and Kathy was enjoying it as much as Karen was. 

I had held it as long as I could, I started to convulse and shot stream after stream into Karen's soaked pussy, as she lay back and my cum started to drain out of her, Kathy wouldn't let any of it go to waste, she lapped up every drop as it drained from Karen. Kathy said the she wanted Karen to taste what my cum tasted like, so she sucked some from Karen's pussy and moved to her mouth, they kissed and I could tell that they were using their tongues to transfer some of my cum between them. As I lay back on the bed and enjoyed the sight of these two beautiful women going over each others body, Kathy went to the drawer where she keep our toys and pulled out the biggest vibrator that we had, this sucker is about 15 inches long and as big around as one's arm. She then lay Karen back on the bed and turned on the toy and began to work on Karen's pussy, first using her fingers to dip cum from Karen's cunt to lube up the vibrator and then starting to insert the monster, slowly at first but then harder and faster until the whole thing was buried deep within Karen. By this time she was bucking like a wild horse, organism after organism flooded over her. Now they had forgotten all about me and were wrapped up in their own world. Karen was eating Kathy's pussy as she was being probed by the monster toy. Before long both women were worn out from multiple organisms.

The next night Kathy and I talked about it and I found out that they had each screwed three other guys before coming to our house on a dare. Kathy had dared Karen to take her place, not believing that she would do it. 



Girls' Night Out



The evening promised to be an exciting one. Two friends and myself had gotten tickets to see a blues-rock concert in this small but great venue, called the Showbox. It had been a long time since I had gone out with just the girls and we were all looking for some excitement. Before the doors even opened we had managed to down several drinks and were feeling ready to go. At eight sharp the doors opened and, after some sweet-talking to the bouncer at the door, we landed ourselves the best table in the house.

I was really looking forward to seeing this artist perform. Not only was he an excellent guitarist, but he was very hot. As people filed into the venue we people-watched and chatted, sipping drinks. My friend Sonya pointed to a photo booth against the wall. It was the kind you put some change into and pile inside for a strip of photos. Immediately I told them we should pose for some photos to remember our night out. Together, we headed over to the booth.

Our first shots were just fun photos of us grinning with that "getting plastered look." When we stepped out of the booth there was a line forming and other people were waiting to get in. As we waited for our photos to develop one of us got the brainy idea to "get back in the booth and show our tits for the camera!" We all thought this was a superb idea. Piling back into the booth, lifting our shirts, pulling down our bras and squishing our boobs together in unison. When the photos came out, there was no mistaking our boobs proudly displayed! Laughing, we passed the photos around, giggling at our silliness. 

A few minutes later the concert started. I wanted to see the band as close up as possible. I urged Sonya and Kelsey to join me but they hesitated, so I headed down without them. I love concerts and hadn't been to one in so long. I was not going to miss out. It didn't take me long to make it to the front of the crowd just a couple of feet from the stage. The music was blasting and everyone was grooving to the rhythm. God, the two guitarists were beautiful. Johnny, the singer and main guitarist, had blonde hair that was curly and hung partially across his face. Occasionally he tossed it back, and just the intense expression on his face as he ground out the notes made me want to move my hips and shake my ass. The music was jamming, and soon I was dancing with a couple of girls next to me. Bumping and grinding our hips together, our arms over our heads, we sang along. A couple of times the blonde guitarist, Johnny - or the other whose name I found out was Derrick - would stick their hands out into the crowd, smacking people's hands as they strutted around stage. Derrick was almost as hot as Johnny. He had dark wavy hair that was a bit shaggy. He wore a black Harley Davidson T-shirt that hugged his arms, showing off his well-defined biceps.

Pretty soon I felt a tug from behind. Sonya and Kelsey had finally made it down onto the floor. Sonya was really into the music and in moments she had her arms around my waist. Sonya is a great dancer, so I stuck my ass out to rub against her. God it was exhilarating. I couldn't help but giggle when the next song began and Sonya put her hand over my breast and began to knead it. For a moment she stopped, worried I might mind, but I grabbed her hand and returned it to my breast. God this was great!

The first time my eyes locked with the dark haired guitarist, (I wasn't sure if I was imagining it or not) he looked right into my eyes, grinning. And then winked. It was hard to tell if it was for me or just to no one in particular, but the current I felt was amazing. Several times he stuck his hand out and I was able to grasp it for a second. The music was making me crazy. For the remainder of the concert I stayed in front of the stage taking in the beautiful sight of the two hot guitarists. 

All too soon the concert was over and an announcement was made that the band would be signing autographs, but they would only be signing newly purchased CDs or T-shirts. My friends and I purchased our items and got in line. Somehow we ended up last in line, but we figured this would just give us more time to chat with the band.

When we finally got up to the table I presented my CD to Johnny. He asked how I had liked the show. Of course, I ended up gushing like a teenager and told him how great they were. The second guy at the table was Derrick. He also asked how I enjoyed the show. All of a sudden I had an idea. I pulled out our strip of pictures with our boobs hanging out and said, "Would you mind signing this as a memento for us?" 

He stared at it for a moment and chuckled, "Nice tits ladies."

At the mention of tits the other band mates perked up. "Who is showing tits?" the next band member asked. Derrick then held up the pictures for them to see. They all scrambled in closer to get a better look. Kelsey started to blush. She had sobered up a little since the concert had ended and was shyer than Sonya and me. Amongst hoots of laughter, each of the band members signed the back of the pictures. As soon as the band had finished signing the strip of pictures, the bouncers ushered us out as quickly as possible. They had a job to do, and it didn't include allowing people to linger.

As we made our way out to our parked car, I said, "Look, it's the band's tour bus." 

It was parked directly across the parking lot about twenty feet away.

"You know what I'm going to do?" I said to no one in particular. "If they come out in the next minute or so, I'm going to have them sign the rest of the pictures."

Neither Sonya nor Kelsey were listening - they were busy discussing the guys that had been hitting on them during the concert. Just then, the band members began to walk by.

This was my chance. I opened the door to the car. This got Sonya and Kelsey's attention. "What are you doing?" They asked in unison.

"I'm going to have the band sign the rest of our pictures." I sprung out of the car and made it to the door of the tour bus as Derrick was waiting for it to be opened. He looked up in surprise as I held up my pen and the photo strip. "Could you sign these too?" He grinned, "Sure. More photos huh?" 

I nodded. After signing the photo strips, he passed them to the guys behind him and proceeded onto the bus. One of the band members said, "We should put these on our website." The drummer said, "Yea, I'm sure my wife would love it."

Everyone had signed the photos but Johnny. I had really wanted him to sign them too, so as the last member filed onto the bus, I stuck my head in. "Hey, is there any way I can get Johnny to sign these?"

The driver, a big burley man frowned at me, "We've got to get rolling. You've got your autographs, now I need to close this door!"

Crestfallen I began to back away from the door. Just as he was closing it I heard, "Hey, open it up, George!"

I looked up. It was Derrick. The bus driver slowly opened the door, scowling as Derrick stuck his head out. "If you want to have Johnny sign the photos, you can come on board and wait for him."

I couldn't believe my ears! Come on board? What the hell, it wasn't like anything was going to happen. I glanced back at Sonya and Kelsey who were waiting in the car. I held up my hand, motioning that I would be a minute.

Then without a second thought, I climbed onto the bus. I smiled at George who did not smile back. I had never been on a tour bus before, but it was just how I would have imagined one might look. There were no windows as I began to walk down the aisle. There was a table and some couches along the aisle. I stopped about half way, not sure where I was supposed to be going. Derrick stuck his head out from around a partition, "Back here!" he waved to me. I paused. He held up a drink and offered it to me as I approached. I started to tell him that my friends were waiting for me, but instead I accepted the drink and took a gulp. Woo, it was strong, but good. 

He smiled, "Give me a second and I will have Johnny sign your photos."

He disappeared behind a door and as I waited, I flipped open my cell phone. I hit the speed dial for Sonya's cell phone. 

"What the hell are you doing, girl?" she shrieked.

"I am getting their autographs on the rest of the photos! I'll be out in a minute."

Sonya then calmed down, "Well, we don't have all night, and we need to get home."

"Alright," I said, "I'm just finishing the drink Derrick gave me."

"He gave you a drink?" Sonya yelped. 

"Quit freaking out." I said, "I'll be out in a minute or two."

At that moment the door to the back of the bus opened and Derrick motioned me back. I made my way to the door, pausing before passing through the narrow doorway. The pungent smell of incense and weed filled my nostrils. The light was dim, and as my eyes adjusted, I could see that no one else was there but Derrick, who was kicked back on a bed with a few pillows scattered around.

"Have a seat." He patted the bed beside him. 

I glanced around and said apologetically, "I'd love to hang out, but my friends are waiting for me and I was just hoping to have Johnny sign these photos."

Derrick shrugged, "Sorry, but Johnny hasn't made it out to the bus yet. If you have to go, I understand, but if you want, you can hang out here for a bit. I'm sure once he gets out here he will be more than willing to autograph them for you."

Shit what should I do? I had finished my drink, and on cue Derrick offered me another. While he made the drink and I tried to decide what to do, my cell phone began to vibrate. This time it was Kelsey. "What's going on? Are you coming or what?"

I hesitated. The alcohol was working its magic and then from behind, I felt strong firm fingers begin to gently rub my shoulders. A tingle went down my spine, turning my legs to jelly. 

"Jana? Are you there?" Kelsey asked.

"Yea, I'm just waiting for Johnny to get out to the bus so I can get his autograph."

"Forget about the autograph!" Kelsey said. 

Then I could feel a light kiss on my neck, and I knew if he did anything else I would be a goner. "Why don't you just have your friends join us?" Derrick said, like a purr into my ear. I repeated the offer into the phone. Kelsey choked, "Are you crazy? My husband will kill me and so will yours if we don't get home before too long."

Kelsey was loud enough for us both to hear. At that, Derrick began to kiss my neck in earnest, and before I knew it had reached around and was gently rubbing my breast. 

"Hold on a minute, Kelsey" I sputtered into my phone. Holding my hand over the receiver, I turned to face Derrick. God he was sexy, and when had he stripped off his shirt? Throughout the show I had caught glimpses of his bulging biceps but now I got a full shot of his upper body, and there was nothing but pure beautiful muscle. My eyes followed a narrow trail of dark curly hair from his pecks down his especially well defined abs until it disappeared inside his jeans that rested low on his hips.

I bit my lip; it had been a long time since I had been this turned on. My resistance wavered. Derrick could see it. He placed his hands on my shoulders. "If your friends can't join us, then that's their loss. Tell them to go ahead without you, and if you need a ride, I'll personally make sure you get home."

The little voice in the back of my head made one last attempt to save me from myself, but at that moment, I made my decision. Lifting the phone back to my ear, I said, "Kelsey, you and Sonya go ahead, I'm going to wait, Derrick said he will get me home." Before Kelsey could protest I flipped the phone shut." Immediately she called back, but I opened it and shut it off.

Derrick raised his eyebrows, "Wow, you've got some persistent friends."

I smiled, "Yea, I think they are freaking out or something."

Derrick smiled, "You know you have very pretty eyes. I think they are the bluest I have ever seen."

He was not the first person to ever tell me this, but suddenly my mouth felt dry and though I had just downed two fairly potent drinks, I felt nervous. I knew there was only one reason why he had asked me to stay on the bus, and it wasn't for some autographs.

Derrick leaned in closer till I could feel his breath on my face. I could smell him, a mixture of fruity cologne and salty sweat. His lips touched mine surprisingly soft and gently. It was almost like a whisper of a kiss. I gulped, not believing that I was doing this.

A moment later I heard the engines of the huge bus turn over and there was an immediate knock at the door. Derrick broke away from the kiss. He ignored it watching for my response. The second knock was more persistent, and at that, he swung it open. I couldn't see who was there but I heard them say, "Paul says she needs to get off!"

"Screw Paul," Derrick said, "he's not calling the shots. If I want to let her stay, there is nothing he can say about it. Where is Johnny? Has he come out yet?"

The faceless voice said, "He is up front with Paul."

At that, Derrick turned to me, "I'll be right back." He then stepped outside and closed the door. Suddenly this whole thing did not seem like a very good idea and besides I didn't even know where they were going. Kelsey was right; my husband would go bonkers if I just didn't show up. 

Not more than a couple minutes passed and the door opened. I was ready to tell Derrick that I should just go, that this was probably more hassle than it was worth, but it wasn't Derrick who stepped in the door, it was Johnny. He smiled, "So you have something for me to autograph?" 

I nodded and fished around for it in my jacket. 

"Oh, it's the titty pictures." He looked at them with a big grin on his face. "Tom said we should put these on the website." Johnny winked, "but I guess you probably want them back."

I smiled and handed him the pen, but he set them aside and made no motion to sign them. I waited as he poured himself a drink, "What are you drinking?" he asked.

I shrugged, "I think it's Jack and Coke." He handed me another and kicked back on the large couch opposite the bed.

"Where are you guys headed next?" I asked.

"I think we play in Vancouver, British Columbia tomorrow night."

At that moment the bus began to move, and I knew that if I was going to get off, I better do it now or I would just have to roll with the punches. At that, Johnny stood up, "I'll be back to sign these." And then he closed the door behind him. 

The bus was leaving the parking lot and I took one last gulp to finish my drink. My head was buzzing. I was surprised at how sober I felt for the amount of alcohol I had consumed. As I felt the bus begin to accelerate, the door swung open and Derrick was back. There was a shit-eating grin on his face as he plunked down on the bed next to me. "Well, I got it all worked out. Johnny will sign the photos and I'll get you home before too long." The "too long" kind of ran off into a groan as he began to kiss me and gently but firmly push me back onto the pillows. I groaned and fell back without resistance. There was no turning back. And besides, I couldn't have asked for a hotter man.

His tongue snaked into my mouth and he wasted no time in slipping his hand under my shirt. He wasn't rough but he was clearly on a mission and seconds later he pulled my shirt off. "You won't need that on," he said, tossing it aside. He pulled my bra down and rubbed a calloused thumb over my nipple. I arched my back to encourage him. He lowered his mouth flicking his tongue across my pink bud, which was now quite hard. I ran my hands over his back as he teased me. I could feel the dull aching in my pussy, and I knew I was getting wet. As Derrick began to suck on my nipples his hand began to work on undoing my jeans. He was laying half across me and I could feel his erection through his jeans against my leg. Out of pure instinct I began to move my hips back and forth against him. Like a pro, he had my jeans undone and had slipped his hand inside. He paused for a moment, slowly parting my lips with his fingers. He slipped them inside and then out again. "You're very juicy," he said, between kisses to my breasts. "I want to taste you." Then he slipped his fingers out of my trembling pussy and outlined my lips with my dampness. I could smell my desire and taste my juices; he smiled down at me before sticking his tongue out to lick my lips. His tongue tickled, and I squirmed a bit under him before he slipped his tongue back into my mouth.

"Lift your ass," he said slipping my jeans down. I complied and kicked off my heeled boots at the same time. I began to pull at his jeans that were still fastened around his waist. He pulled back to undo them for me, and they were barely undone before I could see his throbbing head peaking out from the waistband of his boxers. I propped myself up on my elbows to watch him. He pushed his jeans down, and then his boxers, revealing a hard cock that protruded from a nestle of closely trimmed dark curly hair. I leaned forward ready to suck his beautiful cock, but he said "I want you to taste yourself when you suck me."

I needed no prompting and I scooted back and spread my legs, knowing that in a second I was going to feel that big beautiful cock inside of me.

I felt his cock pause for a moment, then slide right into my waiting wetness. I let out a sigh of pleasure but he only slid his cock in part way before he pulled out and straddling me, moved up until his cock, glistening with my wetness, was at my lips. 

"Lick me, taste your pussy juice."

I stuck my tongue out and licked his cock. I took him into my mouth and sucked and licked him till his cock was clean. Then he brought his lips down on mine. "You taste like pussy," he said, nudging my legs apart with his knee. "Spread your legs for me."

I opened them quickly - I needed to feel his cock inside of me again. This time he didn't tease me and plunged his full length into me in one big thrust. As his cock thrust into me I bucked up to meet him. Grabbing my ass, he held me up giving him such an angle I let out a yelp. 

"That's right, tell me how it feels," Derrick said between grunts. "I think your pussy deserves a good fucking and that is exactly what I plan to give it!" His cock throbbed inside of me with each thrust, then he pulled out and said, "Get on your knees."

I rolled over and was up on all fours with my ass facing him. I could feel the stubble on his chin as his tongue began licking my pulsing lips. He pushed his tongue in as far as it could go before he drew it out and licked a trail from my pussy to my ass hole. Putting his hands on either side of my ass cheeks, he spread them so that he had better access to my hole. His tongue darted in and out as I groaned with pleasure. 

"Do you like it in your ass?" Derrick asked between licks.

I groaned again, "Yes, yes," I said sticking my ass even higher into the air. 

At that, he grabbed my hips and pulled me back to the edge of the bed. He gave me one more swipe with his tongue before he plunged his cock back into my waiting pussy.

"You are a great fuck," he said, slapping my ass and then holding onto my hips for leverage as he began pumping in earnest. His cock felt so good I didn't want him to stop. I could feel myself beginning to reach the brink of release. I clenched onto his cock each time I felt his balls smack against me. Then I felt his fingers at my asshole, and I knew that if he continued, there would be no holding back. Just the thought of how good it would feel was almost enough to send me over the edge. Without pause, he slipped one and then two fingers into my ass. At that, I felt the first spasm of my cum. "I'm cumming," I moaned. Then his cock twitched and I felt his cum squirt into me as he buried it deep in my core.

We stayed like that for a moment or two, but then he started moving again and I realized that he was already getting hard again. "I want you to suck me." Derrick said, pulling out of my pussy. I could immediately feel the warm fluid begin to run down my leg as I turned to face him. His cock was not fully hard but it was covered in cum. I took him in my hand and sucked him intently. With my other hand I began to rub his balls. He moaned as he buried his hands in my hair pulling it back from my face. I sucked and licked till he was rock hard. 




Girls' Night Out



Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to a reader for his story suggestion and support.

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Melony was excited. She had agreed to go on a girls night out with a bunch of other women from the office. The most exciting part of it though was their destination. At Tessa's suggestion, they had decided that they were going to visit the new all-male review, a strip club on the outskirts of town called The Six Pack.

Melony was 36 years old, had black hair and blue eyes. She liked to wear tight fitting tops, frequently without a bra and she wore thongs or G-strings only instead of typical panties. Because she had a gorgeous tight ass, her husband, Jacques, loved to watch her moving around the house with her bottom mostly exposed to his appreciative eyes. It bothered him that Melony was rather conservative sexually, in spite of the way she dressed, nor would she ever talk about having sex with or even fantasizing being with other men. Jacques would have enjoyed it if she was a little more open to new things sexually.

Annelene and her husband, Paul, had been frequent guests of Melony and Jacques. Annelene was a 34 year old brown haired beauty, in spite of being slightly overweight over the hips. Jacques had often thought that she was very fuckable. She liked wearing hotpants, more often than not white which seemed almost to be see-through. He could tell that she wore no panties, letting the hotpants act as her panties. Any time that she bent over, those tight hotpants cut deeply into the crease of her pussy. She always had a great time at any of the neighborhood parties and she flirted with nearly ever male in attendance while Paul just smiled at any man who took the liberty of patting her big round ass or brushing over her nicely shaped breasts. 

A couple of times, Annelene and Jacques had found themselves alone together and she had teased him into eating her pussy and then fucking her until they were both well satisfied. Jacques wondered if she told Paul about those sessions but he never said anything about them so Jacques just kept it to himself. Still when they found themselves together at one of the parties, he managed to cop a feel of Annelene and Paul just smiled his approval.

The third of the women from the office who lived in the same vicinity was Tessa, another 34 year-old. Except when they - she and her husband, Kurt - were going swimming, Jacques had always seen Tessa wearing very short skirts. Because she liked to flaunt her shapely bottom, Jacques had often seen her thongs and G-strings, had never seen her wearing panties. However the G-string she wore were special, made of pearls or beads on a thin string that cut deeply into her crevice, displaying her pussy and ass. To say that Tessa was wild and rather experienced compared to Melony, would be an understatement. Tessa had let Jacques fuck her several times in the presence of her husband. He was sure that other men had shared the same delights.

On the Friday of the girls night out, Annelene had volunteered to drive and she picked up Tessa before they came to pick up Melony. Jacques knew that the plan was for them to meet other girls from the office at the club, since they would be coming from different directions. To pass the time, he invited Paul and Kurt to join him in watching the evening's World Cup match on TV.

When he opened the door, Jacques knew that these women were going out for some serious partying that night. Annelene wore her usual tight white shorts that cut high into her crevice, . Tessa wore an ultra-short mini-skirt that didn't quite cover the curves of her ass, nor hide the pearl G-string that was more decoration than protection.

He called upstairs for Melony and watched her come down, knowing that she had already made plans for more than just a little drinking that night. She was wearing a tight T-shirt without a bra, leaving her already hard nipples poking at the soft material. Her skirt was a little longer than Tessa's but not much and Jacques wouldn't have made bets on whether she was wearing panties or not. All three of the women were hot!

When the three married friends arrived at the club, Tessa informed the doorman that they had a reservation in her name. The doorman led them inside, where he knocked on the manager's enclosed cubicle and introduced them to the fortyish manager who opened the door. He greeted the ladies with a broad smile and a warm welcome, then showed them to a group of tables with "Reserved" signs, located right in front of the stage. Amy, Jolene, and Angie were already seated at the tables. Melony noted that there must have been at least a hundred women at the tables and booths around the club.

Belinda, Sandra, and Tina arrived just a minute later, escorted by the manager. As he held the chair for each of the women to sit, he informed the group that, as his special guests for the night, their first round of drinks was his treat. He had brought one of the waitresses over to take their order. He recommended their margaritas, the house specialty, and every one of them ordered one. Before she returned with their drinks, the main show started.

The evening's entertainment started off with the appearance of eight young men, all dressed in a sort of macho tuxedo: neither the jackets nor shirts had sleeves, leaving their muscular biceps showing. The men spread out in a straight line along the irregularly shaped stage and the music changed to a raucous number to which the group began to dance a more-or-less choreographed routine. The shouts from the women, encouraging the men to "take it off" soon drowned out most of the music.

After a couple of minutes, the jackets came off and were thrown behind them. The clip-on black bow ties quickly followed. Again the shouts of encouragement from the patrons were loud. The men kept up their dancing, still fairly well in sync, as they began unbuttoning the frilly fronts of the shirts, and they were discarded to ear-piercing whistles and lewd comments from the crowd of women. It was easy to see why the club was named The Six Pack! Already there was a line-up of women along the sides of the stage, women wanting to stuff dollar bills into the waistbands of the men's pants.

Melony and her friends sipped their strong drinks. Tessa and Amy were particularly vocal and several of the girls stuffed bills into the waistbands when the men dropped down in front of them. Melony noticed with some embarrassment that Tessa seemed to take an extra-long time with one guy, watching her entire hand disappear into his pants; she was sure that Tessa had actually felt up the guy's big cock!

With the crowd finally settling back for whatever was to come, the men again joined their chorus line. When they put their hands at the fly of their pants though, the women again began yelling for them to take it off. And they did, but to the surprise of the women, instead of working at zippers and stepping out one leg at a time, the men gave a mighty yank and the pants pulled apart at Velcro fasteners down both sides and suddenly they were left wearing only a G-string with a special pocket - a pocket made specifically for holding their family jewels.

Even flaccid, as they all were, Melony had to admit that these men were impressive and she wondered what they would be like hard. She became aware of a moisture between her thighs that had not been there a little earlier. She looked around the tables at her friends to find them staring raptly at the sights before them. Some were licking their lips as if they could taste the men. Almost all of them were clapping or yelling for the men and most of them were holding bills out to insert in the tiny G-strings. Melony pulled out some bills and stepped to the stage. When one of the men squatted before her with his legs spread, she couldn't help herself - she reached into the G-string and fondled his cock while he grinned at her devilishly.

The dance had turned into a frenzied movement, mostly of the men's hips, designed to move their cocks as much as possible and show the women what they were proud of. By then the sound in the place was absolutely deafening as the women screamed and yelled and whistled. The crowd around the stage was lined several deep with women wanting to touch the young men. Still it startled Melony when one of the men reached down and pulled Tessa onto the stage with him.

He laid her on her back with her feet toward the crowd. Her short skirt gathered around her waist, displaying her all-but-bare pussy to everyone. With one quick swipe, the young man pulled the pouch off his erect cock and balls as he settled between Tessa's legs, his own legs spread wide to provide a view of his activities. Tessa guided his big cock to her wet pussy and he pushed inside her. If the noise had been deafening before, it was now as loud as a continuing explosion as they watched the man fucking Tessa hard and fast with his big prong.

That seemed to be the signal to the other men that it was time to choose a partner. Melony noticed that, one-by-one, they came to their tables and asked one of her party to join them on-stage. She thought she had escaped making a choice when the last of the eight men squatted in front of her just inches away and held out his hand. The invitation was unmistakeable, and his erection, covered only by a thin layer of cloth, was just as unmistakeable. Melony started to shake her head no but her hand, seemingly with a mind of its own, reached out for his. Before she knew it, he had lifted her to the stage.

Unlike the other women who were all laying on their backs, her partner placed her on hands and knees. Flipping her skirt over her ass, he rubbed her tight bottom for all to see. She was wearing a thong, but when he eased the string to one side, it covered nothing important. Spreading her legs, he put his own legs outside hers, leaving a clear view for the audience. He swiped his cock up and down Melony's wet slit to spread her moisture and then began pushing his cock into her tight hole. At first Melony thought there was no way she could take all of his big cock but when his balls slapped against her ass, she felt wonderfully full.

He pushed her tight T-shirt up, exposing Melony's nice handfuls. He squeezed her tits, using them for leverage as he began to fuck her. Although he started slowly, he soon picked up speed, banging her hard and fast, kneading her breasts with every cycle. After a few minutes, he reached between her legs and teased her clit and felt her pussy pulsating around his cock as she came. Still he kept pumping her pussy until he shot his load of hot cum into her. Lifting her up, he kissed her, thanked her but told her that she was to leave the T-shirt up for the rest of the night. Gently he eased her back into her chair.

The waitress came back, asking about drinks, so Melony and most of the other women ordered another round. It sort of surprised Melony to see so many of her own group now going topless: Tessa, Jolene, Amy, Annelene, Belinda and Tina had removed their tops and stuffed them in their purses. When Tessa leaned over and told Melony that she'd be more comfortable doing the same thing, Melony took off her T-shirt and folded it into her purse. And it did feel comfortable.

Sipping her new drink, Melony sat back and watched the activities around the stage and in some of the booths. After the initial series of fucks, each of the dancers offered himself for oral attention and had no problems getting volunteers. The women lined up waiting to suck one of the big cocks, or to lick his balls, or just to touch his body. It had to be a man's paradise, having so many women wanting their bodies. From the looks of things, the women who received the favors of the men felt the same way.

When one of the young men squatted on the edge of the stage just in front of Melony's chair, she leaned forward and ran her tongue around the big purple head of his swollen cock. The drop of pre-cum tasted good to her, mixing well with the salty taste of the margaritas, and she was soon bobbing her head up and down on his cock with vigor and passion. When he came, she had to swallow quickly to keep from being flooded with his hot sticky cum, and even then, some trickled down her chin. But by then, she realized she didn't mind. In fact, the thought crossed her mind that she wouldn't mind being covered by the young men's cum. It was warm and the thought spread a cozy, comfortable feeling throughout her body. God, was she changing her mind about sex? Had her loving husband finally convinced her that sex and love were separate entities?

Looking around the club, she spotted one of the doormen laying on a booth not far away, being ridden by a completely naked woman. It was such an erotic sight that Melony felt herself becoming hornier. Turning to the stage, she spotted one of the dancers and caught his eye. Mouthing 'fuck me' at the man, she let herself be pulled back to the stage, where she lay on her back and let the man slide his long cock into her wet pussy and fuck her while sucking hard on her tits. She came three times before he shot his load into her, adding it to the one that was already there.

Back at her table, Melony sipped her drink, feeling the buzz of being slightly under the influence. Getting an idea, she walked over to the manager's cubical and knocked softly on the door. 

When the man answered, she said, "I wanted to thank you for letting you be your special guests tonight. I'm having a really good time ... and wondered if ... maybe ... I could do something ... for you."

"I am very glad that you're having a good time. Did you have something in mind?"

"Well ... yeah! Would you like to fuck me?"

She pulled up the short skirt, displaying her wet pussy, and the man's grin was all the answer she needed. Although the booth was small, she leaned over the counter beside the two-way mirror where he kept watch on the action. He didn't need any other invitation. With one hand on her hip and the other guiding his erection, he carefully entered her no-longer-tight pussy. Although he was not as big as the younger men, he still found Melony's twat to be very satisfying. He also loved kneading her knockers as he pumped her pussy. Probably because she was already sloppy, it took him longer than the other men but when he came, she did too. Nor did she object when he sat down and pulled her onto his lap while they rested. When she had recovered, she hugged him and he thanked her.

As the night progressed, it became one long orgy. When Melony told Tessa that she had "thanked" the manager, Tessa and Annelene both went into the booth at different times to show their appreciation as well. Other dancers, beyond the original eight of the chorus line, joined the crowd along with most of the bouncers and doormen. Every cock was received by the women customers with gusto.

The club held a "contest" where three women were selected from the audience to measure the cocks of the strippers. There was a tremendous amount of giggling and laughing as the women tried to decide on exactly where to measure from. When they finally reached agreement after a lot of fondling of the various cocks and their associated testicles, it was determined that the shortest cock was 8 ½ inches long while the longest was 11 ¾ inches long. The announcement of each measurement was met with loud whistles and screams from the women.

When the announcement came that the club would be closing in fifteen minutes, Melony began rethinking the evening's events. She had lost track of what she had done. She had sucked at least five cocks, maybe more. Her face had been covered with cum at one time, before she wiped most of it off and licked it off her fingers. She had been fucked by four different men - or was it five? Come to think of it, it might have been six. She just couldn't remember. Those margaritas surely had been good.

With a bit of reluctance, Melony pulled out her T-shirt and put it back on. She had to laugh at Annelene, as she pulled her tight white shorts on, because the cum oozing out of her pussy immediately formed a big wet stain in her crotch. There could be no doubt about what she had been doing that night. Tessa's skirt didn't hide the cum oozing down her legs either. And, come to think of it, Melony was sure that the other girls could probably see the results of the night on her as well.

Annelene, who had limited herself to drinking non-alcoholic beverages, drove the group home. Melony was a little surprised that Jacques was still up and awake, since it was well after two in the morning. She was a little apprehensive when she walked into the den and found him sitting, waiting for her.

"Did you have a good time, hon?" Jacques asked.

"Yes. It was fun," Melony replied.

"What did you do?"

"We had margaritas and talked a lot."

"Come over here, please."

Melony walked over to her husband, with some trepidation. However he lifted her skirt, surveyed her pussy still oozing cum and asked, "How many did you fuck tonight, sweetheart?"

"I don't know, honey. The drinks were so strong and the men just looked so ..."

"Were they good?"

"Yes," she responded sheepishly.

"Um, that goods great, honey. I want to add mine to it and then I'll clean you up. Let's go to bed."

Melony wasn't sure she had heard correctly but she followed Jacques up to their bedroom. He eased the T-shirt over her head, then unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and slid it down over her hips. 

He bent to kiss her breasts but she said, "Careful, honey. They are a little sore."

"What made them sore?" he asked.

"All the guys seemed to like to squeeze them when they fucked me."

Jacques positioned Melony on her back on the bed and lowered himself over her. His cock drove balls deep into her sloppy pussy with the first thrust and he knew immediately that she had been well-reamed out during the night; she was not nearly as tight as her pussy normally was. Still knowing that his pretty little wife had made so many other men hot and horny enough to leave their cum deposits in her pussy was a very erotic scenario in his mind. He pumped her pussy slowly but when she begged him to fuck her hard and fast, he complied while she cupped his balls in her hand, sending more delicious thoughts throughout his being. Melony had always enjoyed a long slow screw but now she seemed primed for speed and action. His banging against her pelvis drove her up her own personal mountaintop until she dove off the peak, screaming and quaking like never before. Less than a minute later, Jacques added his own load to her love tunnel.

Rolling over beside his pretty wife, Jacques lay recovering from his exertion.

Melony struggled upright, saying, "I'll be back in a minute, honey. I'll just get a quick shower."

Grabbing her arm, Jacques roughly pulled her back down. "No! You won't. I get to clean you up. That's the price you have to pay for having your night out. Now lay back."

Jacques slid down in the bed and rolled over between Melony's legs, spreading them far apart. He surveyed her sloppy pussy again ... and felt a shiver of delicious anticipation course through his body. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick her left inner thigh, cleaning the long stream of cum that had rolled nearly to her knee. For good measure, he licked all across her inner leg, all the way up to the valley where her leg met her body.

When he was satisfied with that leg, he turned and gave the same attention to her other leg. Back at her body, he licked her abdomen clean and then finally dove into her sloppy cunt. It was a monumental job to clean all the cum out of her oozing pussy but one that he loved. And Melony had her own appreciation of his efforts - she came four times while Jacques was licking and sucking on her pussy!




Girls' Night Out



Finally after nearly an hour with his face between her legs, he pushed her legs back and let his tongue trace a trail into her anal valley, where he licked up the remains of cum that had run down to her anus. That was not something Jacques had done before and it sent Melony over the edge once more, shaking through an orgasm that left her limp and unable to move.

Jacques crawled up the bed beside his wife again, where she felt his cock standing at attention again.

"Would you like to fuck me again, honey?" she asked.

"Uh, huh," he answered, running his hands over her lush body.

She turned away from him and lifted her top leg, guiding his probe between the lips of her pussy again. Pushing her bottom back against him, she impaled herself on his tool.

Looking over her shoulder, she said, "I love you, honey."

"I love you too, babe. When is your next girls' night out?"

"We thought we'd try to do it once a month."

"That sounds good, honey," he replied, beginning to flex his cock in his wife's hot cunt. "I'm sure we can all enjoy it." 



Girls' Night Out



Well, first, I'll tell you a bit about myself. I'm 38, divorced, and mother to a gorgeous young 19-year-old girl who just started her freshman year at college. I have to tell you, it broke my heart for her to leave, but as a parent, I knew it was part of life for her to grow up and leave the nest, so to speak. Even before she left, I was in damn good shape for my age, and once she left, I threw myself into a hyperactive lifestyle. 

I began going and signing up with all of these outdoor adventure groups in my area, hiking, biking, rollerblading, rock climbing, parasailing, skydiving, bungee jumping, you name it. There wasn't a thrill out there that I was willing to pass up, and if it was physically grueling, so much the better. I constantly joked with my friends and coworkers that I was in training for the Discovery Channel Eco-Challenge. So, suffice it to say, I am in DAMN fine shape for my age. I'm about 5'4", weigh 104 lbs, and I have toned legs and arms, pale, freckled skin, a flat belly (although not quite a six-pack), a nice, tight little ass, and a naturally perky pair of 33C's. And of course, I am the quintessential fiery redhead.

My daughter, Jenna, is also an absolute knockout, a tan blond with my same build, although she's a bit taller and has a pair of D cups, and is an extremely intelligent and independent young woman. Her straight, chin-length hair is also a bit shorter than my shoulder-length curls. So it was a bit of a shock when she called me up one Wednesday and asked if I wanted to come down and see her for the weekend. I readily agreed, having missed her these past few weeks, and that was that.

Friday afternoon, I knocked off work early and drove the hour and a half south to her apartment, right off campus. She met me at the door, squealing and with tears welling in her eyes, she was so happy to see me. We hugged, and then she ushered me inside and introduced me to her roommate, Karen, a petite ebony beauty with long, silky dark hair who was in her senior year. 

"Pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Kaminski," Karen said as she shook my hand. I didn't think much of it at the time, but she held my hand a little extra long as her eyes roamed up and down. 

"Please, call me Michelle," I replied warmly.

Once I had stashed my bags in the spare bedroom, Jenna gave me the grand tour, and I complimented them both several times on their taste in decorating.

"So what's on the agenda for tonight?" I asked.

"Oh, Michelle, you are in for a treat tonight," Karen replied. "We're all gonna get dolled up and head out for a night on the town, and see if we can't drive some guys crazy." She giggled slightly as she said it.

"Wow, I haven't done that in a while," I replied, grinning.

"Did you bring something to wear?" Jenna asked.

"You know, I actually did," I replied, "although I wasn't sure if we were going to go out, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to be prepared."

"Cool," said Karen. "Well, we were planning on leaving in about an hour, and we were gonna head somewhere for some dinner first."

"Sounds good, but I have just one question. Who's our designated driver?"

"Don't need one," Jenna replied. "That's why we chose this place, Mom. Everything's within walking distance."

"Yeah," said Karen, "more like crawling distance." I was still laughing when I closed the door to my bedroom and started getting ready.

Forty-five minutes later, I emerged, dressed in a form-fitting burgundy camisole top and a pair of skin-tight black leather pants, with a pair of calf-high leather boots. The other two gaped at the transformation.

"Wow, Mom, you look great!" said Jenna, who was clad in a tight pair of blue jeans and a slinky blue silk top.

"Yeah, you do, Michelle," gushed Karen as she eyed me up and down. She was looking pretty hot herself in a plaid pleated cotton skirt and black sequined bustier.

After a few more tweaks in the mirror, we were ready, and headed out the door.

Karen led us down the street to this little mom and pop Italian restaurant where the food was amazing. We each had our share of wine with dinner, and as we left the restaurant, I could already feel the relaxing effects of the booze.

After we ate, Jenna led the way to a nightclub a couple of blocks away from the apartment. The music was early-90's house and techno, my personal favorite to dance to. Even at this early hour, the place was absolutely packed with bodies, and the dance floor was shoulder-to-shoulder. Karen led the way to a table while Jenna went to the bar to get us some drinks.

"You know," said Karen once we had taken our seats, "Jenna never told me what a hottie her mom was." A mischievous smile played across her lips that matched the sparkle in her eye.

"Thanks," I replied, somewhat nervously. If Karen wasn't drunk, she was well on her way, and although I knew she meant it as a sincere compliment, I didn't know how much of it was the alcohol talking.

"Girl, your mom is such a hottie," Karen repeated as Jenna returned with our drinks.

"I know, isn't she?" Jenna replied. I started blushing and laughed nervously. Jenna had not only gotten us each a beer, but also two shots each of something called a "Red-Headed Slut". 

"So what are you trying to say?" I joked. Both girls laughed.

"Just drink it, Mom, it's great stuff."

"What's in it?"

"Jaegermeister and cranberry juice."

Karen made a toast to ladies' night out, and we each downed a shot in one gulp, then chased it with a hefty swig of beer. I raised my second shot.

"To three hotties driving guys crazy!" I cried, my words just a bit slurred. Jenna, Karen, and I tapped our glasses together and down they went, followed by the remainder of our beers.

Jenna stood up, a bit unsteadily. "I'm gonna get us a coupla more beers," she said, her speech slurring worse than mine. "Karen, take this hot-ass chick out on the dance floor and show her how we drive the boys crazy." With that, she smacked me on my ass, and headed for the bar.

Karen reached out and grabbed my hand. "Let's go, Old Lady!" Then she was off for the dance floor, and I was hard-pressed to keep up with her.

We found ourselves a small space to dance in, and when I say small, I mean really small. Like, just big enough for two people. So we started dancing, and everyone was so tightly packed together that we couldn't help touching. Here and there, our breasts rubbed together, or our hips made contact, or a hand touched a thigh. I didn't think much of it; I was feeling really good and just enjoying the moment, and the heat from the bodies and the movement of mine dancing.

So it was some surprise when Karen leaned close and said, "This is how we drive the guys crazy." She motioned for me to turn so that my back was to her, then she stepped in and pressed her body into mine. I kind of figured what she was going to do, but I had no idea how far it would go. Her arms came around in front of me and one rested on my flat stomach while the other went to my hip and directed it to move. Slowly, I felt her pelvis grind into my butt, and her hand pressed my hip to follow her motions. So, I began grinding my hips as she was doing, and I leaned back into her.

I could feel the heat from her body and the lithe motion of her toned muscles against mine. Her head leaned slightly forward, and I leaned mine back, and I could feel her hot breath on my neck. Slowly, her hands began a motion of their own, first slowly caressing the front of my body as they slid upward over my breasts. I moaned then, softly, though, so no one else could hear. Karen heard, though, since my mouth was right near her ear. Then her hands slid back down, slowly over my belly and down my thighs. As they came back up, her fingernails lightly traced my inner thighs, all the way up to where they came together, but just barely missing my crotch. I sucked air in through my teeth as I enjoyed the pleasurable sensation of her touch.

At this point, I had myself convinced that we were just play-acting, pretending to be hot for each other in order to get the guys all hot and bothered. But then, after her hands had caressed my tits a second time and brought my nipples to hardness, they slid back down to my thighs again. This time, on they way back up, one hand stopped at the top of my thigh, while the other moved back up to my breast. The lower hand then slid itself in between my legs and began rubbing my pussy through the leather.

Instantly, heat sprang up in my breasts, my belly, and my pussy simultaneously. I had never before even considered being with another woman, but suddenly, I knew I wanted Karen. I made a quick check to see where Jenna was, but she was nowhere in sight. Our table was completely blocked by a wall of people, some watching eagerly the spectacle before them. As soon as I was certain that Jenna couldn't see me like this, I turned my mouth back to Karen's ear and moaned loudly.

"Mmmmmm, somebody likes this," she observed in a devilish voice.

"What makes you say that?" I replied, then wrapped my lips around her ear and sucked on the lobe. Now it was Karen's turn to moan.

"I think we should call it an early night," Karen said, still rubbing my pussy.

"What about Jenna?"

"Don't worry about her," Karen assured me. "She's almost ready to pass out, and once she does, there'll be no waking her."

"Then let's go." I broke contact with Karen and led her back to our table. True to Karen's word, Jenna was sitting at the table with her head resting in her crossed arms. I gently shook her and she raised her head, bleary-eyed.

"You ready to go home, honey?" I asked her. Her only response was to nod her head weakly. Karen and I helped her up, and with each of us under one shoulder, helped her to the door and back to the apartment.

Once back home, we laid her on her bed, took her shoes off, and covered her with a blanket, shutting her bedroom door behind us. Karen slid it back open a crack.

"She likes a little bit of airflow," she explained, then led me back into the living room.

"So, Michelle, have you ever been with another woman?" Karen asked with a look of mischief on her face. I shook my head.

"Ever kissed another girl?" As she barely whispered this, she moved her body close to mine, until we were barely touching, and her lips barely brushed mine as she spoke. Again, I shook my head, but leaned closer to her. I could feel her proximity, and her breath on my lips, and at that second, I realized I was going down a path there would be no return from. Would I regret it?

Before I had time to formulate an answer, her lips were on mine, and her arms slid over my hips to my tight, round ass, and she pulled me into her. I could feel our thighs touching, and our pussies, and our breasts, and our lips, and her hands on my ass, and the heat of her body ignited a heat in mine, and my question of regret melted away in an instant.

Her kiss was amazing, her lips soft and sweet, her breath a hot mix of beer and Jaeger. Gently, she ran her tongue over my lips, and they parted, allowing her full access to my mouth. My tongue met hers as it slid inside, and as they danced, I ran my fingers through her silky hair. Just as gently as she started the kiss, she broke it, but held me tightly in her arms.

"Wow," I breathed, my eyes still closed as I savored every sensation of contact between her body and mine. "That was amazing!"

"So I take it you want more?" she asked coyly.

"Yeah," I said, and the word wasn't even out of my mouth before her lips covered mine again. As we kissed for what seemed an eternity, her hands slid up under the back of my shirt, and raised it up so that our bare bellies touched. The new sensation of skin-on-skin drove me wild, and I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back, breaking the kiss. I plunged my mouth down onto her and kissed and licked her neck all over. 

"Oh my god, baby, that's so good," she moaned as she raised one of her legs and wrapped it around the back of mine. 

She pulled back slightly then, and slid her hands higher, lifting my shirt over my head. I allowed her to slide it off and loved the look in her eyes as she stared at my creamy nude breasts. I could feel her shift her hips and lift her skirt so that her pussy, clothed only in a thin silk thong, started grinding against my thigh. While she got herself off on my leg, I reached up her back, undid her bustier, and let it fall to the floor, exposing her small but firm chocolate breasts. Her brown nipples were hard as rocks, and her areolas were the same amazing shade, and swollen with lust. Our breasts squeezed into each other, my creamy ones smashing against her gorgeous brown globes. My hand that held her hair released it, and as I continued to suck and lick her neck, slid down her back to her perfect round ass, and up underneath her skirt, where I began caressing her pussy through her tiny thong.

Just then, she bit her lip to avoid screaming as she came, although a slight cry did reach my ears. Instantly, her panties were drenched with her juices, and I slid my finger all around her soaking thong, getting it saturated with her cum. I then raised it to my lips and she watched as I sucked it dry, a look of pure lust in her eyes. Her musk was so sweet, and the taste made me so aroused that my clitoris throbbed painfully.

"I need to cum right now, baby," I told her. She smiled.

"I want to fulfill a fantasy of yours tonight. Any fantasy at all," she told me. I thought hard, then smiled, and whispered it into her ear. 

She grinned and said, "I was thinking the same thing." Gently, she led me to the bedroom. Once inside, she stepped up to me and slowly undid my leather pants. Then she slid them off of me, getting down on one knee as her hands caressed my hips and legs. As I stepped out of the pants, my pussy was right in front of her face, and I knew she could smell my scent, as well as see how wet my own black satin string bikini was.

Wasting no time, as soon as both my feet were back on solid ground, she reached up, grabbed my ass, and pulled my pussy into her face. Her expert tongue immediately found my swollen clit, and attacked it through my panties, her lips sealing themselves around my crotch. I almost came as she moaned at the taste of my juices already soaking my panties.

As she continued to work on my pussy, my hips started grinding into her, pressing my pussy deeper into her mouth. My hand went down to her head again and pushed her into my crotch even harder.

"Oh, baby, that feels so good!" I moaned as she ate my pussy through my panties. I was so very close to coming. "Don't stop! I'm gonna cum, baby!" She stopped, but only long enough to rip my panties down to my ankles. She admired my neatly shaven pussy for a moment, bare except for a pencil-thin "landing strip" of neatly trimmed fiery red hair. Then her tongue plunged into me while her nose slammed into my clit. I threw my head back and cried out as I came instantly, my hot cum flowing out of my throbbing pussy. As the first wave subsided, I looked down at her, this amazingly beautiful black coed licking my pussy clean and looking back at me with lust filled eyes.

"Your pussy tastes amazing!" she exclaimed as she rose and kissed me deeply. I could taste my cum on her tongue and it got me even more aroused. My pussy and my inner thighs were drenched, and I could feel my juices running down the insides of my thighs. I savored the sensation for what seemed like an eternity until she broke the kiss.

"Go lay on your back on the bed," she instructed. As I obeyed, she went to her dresser and pulled a pair of velvet-covered handcuffs from the drawer. I held my hands up through the bars of her headboard, and as she leaned over me to cuff them together, her naked breast brushed my mouth. I instantly took it in, sucking as hard as I could. She shuddered and moaned her pleasure, then lingered a bit after she had me tightly cuffed. Then she pulled away and stood on the bed over me.

Slowly, she slid her skirt down and off, revealing her silver silk thong. While I watched, she stood over me and began rubbing herself through it, pushing the material deeper into her pussy. I watched her rub her clit through the thin material, and she closed her eyes as she moaned in pleasure. Watching her was making my pussy throb again, and I was hoping that it would receive more of her attention soon.

Her eyes opened and she looked at me lustfully as she slid her hand down into her panties, stroking her clit directly. Moaning again, she bit her lip as she slowly brought herself to climax. This time, as she came, I could see her juices flowing out of her pussy, and I wanted to lick them dry.

"Do you want to eat my pussy, baby?" she asked. Unable to speak, I simply nodded my head vigorously. She slid her panties off and revealed her gorgeous pussy. It was completely shaved, the dark skin around her opening glistening with cum, and her pink inner lips swollen with lust. I stared unabashedly at it.

"Okay, this is all yours, baby," she said as she got down off the bed. "But I have to go get something, first." With that, she padded naked out of the bedroom, and returned a moment later with a small black scrap of cloth in her hand. As she approached, she spread it out and stretched it over my head. As everything went dark, I realized that she had blindfolded me.

"Ooooh," I said, completely aroused. "I like this."

"I bet," she replied. Then I felt the bed shift as she climbed on top of me and straddled my hips. Our dripping pussies slid back and forth over each other as she rocked, and her hands massaged my tits. I moaned loudly, and she leaned down to kiss me. Our tongues mingled once again, and then her mouth moved down my neck. Her lips and tongue left no skin untouched, and soon she was sliding further down and taking first one, then the other nipple into her warm, wet mouth. 

Gently, she would bite the nipples, and as she held them in her teeth, she flicked them with her talented tongue. The sensation was driving me absolutely wild, and I couldn't wait to feel that tongue in my hot slit once again.

My dreams quickly came true, for it wasn't long before I could feel her mouth licking its way down my tummy, lingering a bit at my belly button ring, which she flicked with her tongue several times, eliciting moans of passion from me. Then I felt her mouth kissing my thighs, my knees, my shins, and the top of my feet. Next, she took my big toe in her mouth and pretended she was sucking a small penis, her soft lips caressing the sides while her tongue swirled around it. I was in pure heaven. This girl was doing things to me and making me feel so alive and so full of passion. I had never experienced it before. Now, I did have a regret. I regretted that it took me this long to discover sex with another woman.

As I thought this, the attention on my toe stopped, and her mouth began working its way up again. I spread my legs as I felt her kissing my inner thighs, gently and slowly, then licking them, slowly working her way up to my aching cunt. I wanted her tongue in my pussy so badly it hurt.

My legs were wide open as she kissed and licked her way to the very innermost thigh, where the top of my leg met my outer lips. I could feel her hot breath on my pussy as she sniffed my scent, then I felt her nose gently touch my soft labia. I gasped in pleasure and my hips bucked off of the bed, trying to shove my pussy into her face.

Sensing my need, her mouth completely enveloped my pussy as her tongue plunged into my cunt. My hips bucked again, shoving her tongue even deeper into me, and she began fucking me with her tongue. While she did this, one hand slid up and cupped my breast, kneading it and twisting the nipple painfully but pleasurably. The other hand wrapped around my leg, and her thumb slid down to my swollen, erect clit and started rubbing it. I closed my eyes beneath the blindfold and surrendered my will to that of my lust. 




Girls' Night Out



For several minutes, we remained locked mouth to pussy until I could feel the tidal wave begin to sweep over me.

"Oh yes, baby, I'm gonna cum again!" I cried, not bothering to keep my voice down.

It was then that I felt the blindfold being removed. I opened my eyes and was momentarily blinded by the well-lit bedroom. After a few seconds, my eyes adjusted, and as I approached climax, I looked down at the woman between my legs.

The hair framing the face that was plunged into my crotch wasn't dark, it was blond. And the skin of the body behind it wasn't chocolate, it was tanned. I gasped as I realized: THIS WAS JENNA EATING MY PUSSY!!!!!!!!

My daughter, my own flesh and blood, was slipping her tongue in and out of my dripping cunt and rubbing my clit. HER hand was tweaking my nipple and kneading my breast. As I came to this realization, I came to another one.

"OH GOD I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed as my orgasm enveloped my whole body. My muscles clenched, my teeth gritted together, and my hips drove themselves into Jenna's face as my cream exploded out of my pussy, drenching my daughter in my cum. Spasms racked my body as the most explosive orgasm slammed into me and rolled me over and over again, the way a wave slams and rolls an unwary surfer.

When it subsided, my body collapsed onto the bed, and I looked down at Jenna once again as I caught my breath. She was completely nude and sitting up between my legs, licking her lips, and using her hands, catlike, to wipe my cum off of her face and then licking her hands clean. I should have been horrified, but at that moment, Jenna was the most beautiful I had ever seen her.

"Oh my god, baby, that was incredible!" I told her. What else could I say? It was the truth. My daughter had just given me the most amazing orgasm I had ever imagined.

As I said this, Karen came over from the side of the bed and started licking my daughter's face clean. When she was done, they kissed as deeply as Karen and I had kissed while I watched, growing more and more amazed at how incredibly gorgeous and sexy Jenna was. 

When they broke the kiss, Jenna turned to me and began crawling up my prone body. She nestled her hips into my crotch and lowered herself onto me, her large, tanned breasts (no tanlines!) smashing into mine. She took my face in her hands and we kissed, deeply and softly, our tongues mingling together as I tasted my cum on her tongue and she tasted Karen's on mine. I wrapped one leg around her body, my calf coming to rest on her tight little ass.

"So what did you think, Mom?" she asked after we kissed forever.

"You know, I should be ashamed, but instead I'm really, really turned on. I had no idea incest could feel that good." My reply was honest, but Jenna giggled.

"I've been wanting to do that for a couple of months, now," she admitted. "Ever since Karen seduced me. I loved the taste of her, and I knew you were hot, and wondered what you would taste like."

"So this is all your idea?" I asked, intrigued.

"Oh, hell, no!" Jenna laughed. "I would never have the balls to plan this. It was all Karen."

Karen sat on the bed next to us. "You know what you need to do now, Michelle?"

"What?"

"You need to take care of your little girl. She hasn't had her fun yet."

I closed my eyes and imagined my face buried in my daughter's shaved pussy. At the thought, I felt an electric jolt pass from the top of my head to my clit. As I imagined my tongue entering her honeyed pussy, my own pussy twitched, and grew both warmer and wetter. I opened my eyes.

"Jenna, baby?" I said.

"Yes?"

"I want to eat your hot little pussy." Jenna smiled and pushed herself off of me. She climbed up and straddled my chest, and I could look down and see her beautiful tan pussy, just inches from my mouth. I sniffed, deeply inhaling her musky scent. Her pussy smelled so sweet, and I could see it glistening with her juices, and feel more of them running out of her onto my tits. Then she placed one knee on either side of my head and lifted her pussy up til it hung over my face. The tiniest drop of her cum dripped onto my lips, and I licked it off greedily. Then I stretched my tongue up as far as I could and just barely brushed her tiny but erect clit. She moaned loudly as she lowered herself onto me, and my tongue dove into her twitching cunt.

TO BE CONTINUED



Girls' Night Out



My girlfriends and I had planned a fancy night out, dressing up and going to a trendy new 5-star hotel. The cocktail bar was humming and busy. This was definitely the place to be seen. We took a table on the balcony and sipped our colourful cocktails, enjoying the night air, watching the flashy cars come and go at the front entrance below. 

Three single girls in a venue like this were not alone for long. Soon two attractive guys asked us to share their bottle of champagne (Krug -- what else!?). We were soon chatting and flirting. Paul was charming and funny, impeccable in a tailored suit and Italian shoes. His blue eyes held mine in conversation and lingered a little longer than normal. His friend, Dmitri was less conversational and a bigger more muscular guy. His Mediterranean olive skin, black hair, black loose collared shirt and pinched waist looked athletic.

Soon Paul suggested that the five of us might be more comfortable in his room where we could "enjoy something a little stronger", hinting at some good-time drugs and a continued party. Claire and Katie smiled excitedly as Paul offered me his hand and lead us from the cocktail lounge.

Paul's room was no such thing. It was a suite of rooms on the top floor of the hotel. The view was as impressive as the full bar and king sized four-poster. With music playing and more champagne flowing the evening was going well. We were all laughing together and dancing. Katie had taken quite a shine to Dmitri and was dancing around the living room, her sleek yoga-honed form and white halter-neck summer dress were commanding Dmitri's full attention. Paul called me over to the bar away from the throng. There were several neatly cut lines of cocaine. 

"Ladies first" he said offering me a tube of hotel notepaper and gently ushering me towards the lines with his hand in the bare small of my back exposed by my backless, full-length, silk dress. I pulled my long blonde hair to one side and leaned over the bar.

The immediate rush was amazing. As I straightened Paul turned me to him and kissed me softly on my full lips. Gently once, then again, making sure of my body language approval, before making our lip contact longer and moister. My hand ran across his cheek and smoothed the golden hair on the back of his head. We kissed for several minutes with Paul's tongue gently and deftly exploring my lips and mouth, before rolling and intertwining with mine. As softly as he had stated Paul pulled away, gently tugging my bottom lip a little as he did. Wow! He could kiss! I had been lost in the moment and could feel a tingle of excitement between my legs. 

"You're such a beautiful woman." he said to me flashing that winner's smile as he leaned in to indulge in a line himself. We laughed and kissed more, our hands exploring further each time. His touch was firm and deliberate but graceful, running along my shoulders, and down my exposed back. His wrist brushing the outer edge of my large breasts, exposed by the cut of the neck line on my tight, black dress. He kissed my cheek and gently tugged on my earlobe, biting my dangling earring. I could feel dampness between my legs and sense the heat from my sex.

Claire's voice pulled me from the seduction. 

"May I?" she whispered in Paul's ear, leaning over to enjoy a line from the bar. She was an amazing looking girl. Pale with a smattering of freckles, waif thin with long legs and bobbed black hair. She could look good in a plastic bag, let alone the retro mini dress she was wearing. Her tight ass wiggled slightly in front of us as she consumed her line. With his arm around me and his hand caressing my ass through the silk of my dress, Paul took Claire's hand and pulled her closer to us. His fingers pushed her short hair from her face and behind her ear which flashed with diamond studs, then continued behind her head and he slowly pulled her lips to his. His kiss, a little harder and more urgent, betrayed his excitement. I could see the pleasure as his sublime kissing melted her. He kissed us both alternately for several minutes before gently ushering Claire and I closer together. 

We looked each other in the eye and touched lips. I'd never kissed a girl before, let alone one of my closest friends, but the adrenaline and sheer sexuality of the moment overcame us both. Claire's wide mouth was very soft and smooth and the subtle smell of her perfume pulled me in to the moment. Her tongue ran along the length of my lips, circling my mouth before sliding against mine. Still with one arm around us both Paul kissed my neck and shoulders and pulled the neck-tie of my dress loose, allowing it to fall to the floor, revealing my heavy breasts and leaving merely a tiny black G-string and heels to protect my modesty. Upping the ante I unzipped Claire's dress which dropped away with the help of a sexy wiggle. Paul unclasped her silky bra and revealed her small, pert tits their nipples standing out firmly almost as far as the flesh of her tiny breasts. 

We moved to one of the several couches. I kneeled astride him kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt. He was taught and lean with very little hair. I kissed his tummy and chest as he sucked and pulled on Claire's nipples with his hands kneading the doughy flesh of my full tits, pulling and rolling my nipples between his fingers. As his trousers slid to the floor and he lay back, Claire moved astride him and pulling the damp material of her G-string to one side and crouching over him in her heels, lowered her shaven pussy to his mouth. His hands firmly clasped her tight, boyish bottom and his tongue ran along the edge of her labia, circling her entire sex in narrowing circles and finally penetrating her musky, wet vagina. He pulled on her vulva with his lips, making them swell and burn with longing. He ran his tongue from the edge of her anus along the length of her flowing pussy and allowed her the pleasure of a single, firm pass on her now bulging clitoris. 

I could hear her moan of relief, appreciation and sheer delight as I turned my attention to Paul's manhood. I ran my mouth from the base to the tip with feather light kisses, allowing my hair to run across the head of his shaft, then retraced my path with the tip of my tongue which followed the ridge of his purple head all the way around his cock. A velvety softness passed across my tongue as I licked his bulb, with a drop of salty pre-cum as my prize at the tip. I spread this delicious drop of elixir over his helmet with my red-painted finger tips before slowly and purposefully taking the whole of his shaft in to my mouth until it touched the back of my throat. Controlling my gag, I slid my lips up the length of his rock-hard length, not quite releasing it before repeating the move. After a few long, slow draws on his member my throat opened and I nuzzled my nose in to his pubic hair as his dick extended fully in to my warm, moist, tight oesophagus. I love to give deep throat!

Claire began to stiffen. She leaned back thrusting forward the small peaks of her boobs and stabilised herself against Paul's firm belly. One hand ran through his hair finding a grip in his mane as her breath quickened and she let out an almost desperate sob of release as she climaxed from Paul's oral stimulation. She sobbed and moaned several times, pulling the poor guy's hair hard in the process and forcing me to gag on his dick as he tensed; releasing his cock from my mouth with a long arc of throaty saliva and pre-cum following it from my lips . Paul and I both watched and I stroked her back as her moans subsided and returned to deep breaths, her body occasionally quivering and her thighs giving way and forcing her to kneel forwards over Paul as her strength left her, a drop of her come falling from her glistening pussy as she did. 

"Fucking hell!" was all she could say as she managed to roll on to her back, still quivering, next to Paul.

Moving astride him I leaned forward, my nipples and necklace skimming the surface of his chest as we shared another few minutes kissing. I could taste Claire's cum in his mouth which turned me on even more. Paul's hands ran through my hair and cupped and squeezed by pendulous boobs as I manoeuvred my streaming pussy on to his warm, smooth shaft. My movements were slow but deliberate, and Paul matched my tempo caressing and kissing my nipples. His dick felt wonderful as my vagina made way for him and embraced each inch of his manhood slowly and tightly. The bulb of his cock gently pressured my G-spot and each tiny movement delicately nuzzled the tip of his shaft against the sensitive nub deep in my pussy. I was in Heaven!

Now recovered slightly, Claire began to kiss my neck and caress my tits as Paul's hands moved to my hips and increased the tempo of our movement. His perfect-fit cock extended me and made room to circle and thrust gently at different angles, not stretching my sex the same way twice. Claire forcefully pulled my face towards her and kissed me hard. Her tongue reached in to my mouth, searching for my throat, her hand working hard on her own pussy. Her fingers deep, squelching in her slit. 

Paul's hands held my hips like a vice and moved me with the rhythms of his own gyrations, stretching my pussy and forcing my clitoris to rub against the base of his heavenly cock. I was gasping rhythmically now, my breath heavy and my breasts bouncing to the rhythm of the solid fucking I was receiving. Claire's long, French polished nails ran down by back, trailing her pussy juice in a line along my hot skin. Paul's thrusts were harder and faster, my clit ready to burst and the nub in my sex burning. The very tip of Claire's finger, wet from her masturbation, pushed in to the tight entrance of my anus, setting off a chain reaction of orgasms bursting from my womanhood. I could feel my vagina convulsing around Paul's member as he slammed in to me the last few times and threw his head back in to the cushion, groaning and relieving the tightness of my grip on his cock with a flood of warm, sticky sperm. Electricity was bursting through my body as another wave of ecstasy hit me, and another and another and another! I could barely breathe as I tumbled forwards on to Paul's chest, Claire's finger popping from my butthole as I did. I lay on top of him twitching and moaning, close to tears for several minutes. Claire lay next to us and we breathed deeply as the tension left our bodies.

Several minutes later our perfect moment of Nirvana was broken by a guttural, groaning noise. Suddenly concerned for Katie, Claire and I swiftly made our way to the bedroom. Katie was on all fours on the huge four-poster, wearing only her white heels and pearl choker. She was groaning uncontrollably to the hammering of Dmitri's manhood in to her pussy. He had her shoulder length, hazel-brown hair pulled back to a pony tail in one hand pulling her head up, while his other spanked her ass occasionally, leaving red hand marks on her tanned cheeks. His physical form was beautiful and frightening, chiselled, tanned and veined. Each muscle was popping out as he expelled the considerable power of his physique in to pumping his dick hard in to Katie. 

My heart racing, I ran to Katie causing Dmitri to halt his pounding and release her hair. Without ending his penetration he stood behind her, glistening with sweat. 

"Are you ok?" I asked Katie urgently, "Do you want this?" I whispered, fearing she may have been raped.

Between heavy pants she whispered, "I'm...more than... ok!" Adding, "He's fucking... amazing! He's....fucking...huge!" 

Relieved I laughed and kissed her on the mouth. I turned to Dmitri apologetically. Standing on my tip-toes, I kissed him slowly too. He smiled at me and ran his hand underneath my breast, his pumping in to Katie already gently building up again.

As I went to head over to where Paul and Claire were smooching on the bedroom couch, indulging in another line of coke, I couldn't help but move to catch a glimpse of Dmitri's member. Katie wasn't lying! As her guttural moan and his powerful thrusts built up again, I stared mesmerised by his enormous penis. It was the size of a spray can in length and girth; veined and bulging, straining to break free of the constraints of its skin such was the might of his erection. Katie's pussy was distended around it and looked red and swollen as he pounded his magnificent tool repeatedly in to her, sometimes withdrawing enough that I caught a glimpse of its meaty, purple head and her pussy yawning and slurping wide, failing to retract back to its normal proportions due to the vacuum left by the enormous meaty pole that had just been removed. As briefly as the amazing spectacle had greeted me it was gone as Dmitri slammed his cock in to the full length of her pussy. Katie moaned loudly with each thrust, which was limited only by the capacity of her sex as at least three inches of Dmitri failed to penetrate her each time, as the tip of his shaft collided with her cervix and squashed her creamy G-spot.

Dmitri liked me watching him fuck my friend, and held my gaze as Katie erupted in a screaming, high pitched wail of an orgasm, her hair sticking to her face with sweat and her breasts wobbling in time with Dmitri's strokes. He leaned forward over her, scooping her shapely tits in his hands, rolling each nipple between his fingers as he lifted her torso vertically, enabling her to watch in the huge wall sized antique mirror, his final few pumps in to her, culminating in a single long groan and the sinew of his ripped physique tensing as his sperm flooded in to her cunt. Hot and glistening Katie panted and watched as he squeezed her tits hard and withdrew his dick to a quiet gurgling sound. She then collapsed on to her back on the bed, exhausted.

Without realising immediately what I was doing I slid on to the bed and took Dmitri's member in my hand. It was hot and slimy. His hands seemed magnetically attracted to my bulbous, heavy tits. Looking him in the eye I licked the extreme length of it, enjoying the smells and taste of his cum mixed with my friend's pussy juice. Not taking my eye from his, I licked his magnificent penis clean, before using both hands due to the sheer size of the beast, to squeeze every last precious drop of his sperm on to my tongue. 

"I'm next for this" I purred at him "I want more of your cum". 

"There's plenty in there" was his reply, nodding towards Katie who had been watching my unrepentant act of wantonness. 

I turned on my knees on the bed and kissed Katie's lips, sharing the taste of male and female cum with her. She returned my advances and we effortlessly changed position with my pussy over her face and my tongue already slurping and delving the depths of her still throbbing, red hole. I could taste Dmitri's cum with every stroke and felt Katie's clitoris firming, occasionally running my tongue over her little hot spot to make her tense slightly which pushed fat drops of his delicious sperm in to the reach of my seeking pink tongue. 

Katie's orgasm came fast. She was clearly still smouldering from her session with Dmitri. I cleaned every spatter of his love juice from her vagina. Having been so over-taken by the moment of her climax, Katie had failed to engage my pussy with her lips, instead pushing her long-nailed index finger deep inside my pussy and scooping out a large blob of Paul's semen, which dripped on to her lips, partly dribbling in to her mouth with some running down her cheek.

I then felt his hands on my back and knew Dmitri was back to his full strength and was ready to give me my turn on his giant cock. Katie slid off of the bed to enjoy a further line with the guys who now formed an audience to see me receive my slutty rewards. He was no smooth, seductive operator like his friend. His strength amazed me as he turned me on all fours to face the watching crowd, before rubbing the huge head of his cock between my wet pussy lips and allowing it to slide up along the skin between my ass cheeks a couple of times, finally edging the head of his member in to the tight pleasure zone of my pussy. 

An involuntary whimper left my lungs as the flesh of my sex felt stretched like elastic to incorporate the penetration. Dmitri's hands ran up my back and bunched my hair, forming a pony tail and pulling my head back, exposing my collar bones, neck and heaving tits to the audience. He then pushed firmly in to my vagina making me moan deeply, much in the way Katie had been doing. I even heard her giggle somewhere in the distance, but my concentration was firmly on the huge member impaling and stretching my pussy!

I was full. My pussy felt stretched in every dimension. His bulbous head was pushing hard against my cervix. The muscle wall of my sex felt like it was being pulled apart and slightly torn, while the lips of my vagina were so tight around his shaft, that it could not have been comfortable for him. More moans left my throat. I could hear them vaguely but hardly realised they came from me. Dmitri's free hand squeezed my boob hard as he began to gyrate in to me, the force of each thrust growing. I reached back and felt how much spare capacity his cock still had that I was incapable of satisfying, and felt three or four inches protruding, even when I felt his helmet was going to pierce its way in to my stomach it was so far engulfed in my pussy! I moved my hand back to the bed to stabilise myself.

"Ooooh!" as his hand clapped the white skin of my ass as my spanking began. 

Dmitri was now ploughing in to me with all of his considerable strength and size, spanking my cheeks to a raw red glow and telling me to scream "I love cock!" at the watching audience, as my heavy tits. dangling earrings and necklace swung uncontrollably back and forth with the power of each thrust. 

"Aaaaah!" I felt like such a tramp, but had never felt more amazing. I came hard and my pussy tightened so much around his iron rod that it hurt and caused me to scream in a mixture of pain and delight. 

"Ahhhnnnnnggg!" Dmitri's hand found my clitoris and rubbed the firm nerve-bud in time with my fucking so that I came almost at his demand several more times, "Aaaaaaooooohhhhggggh!"

With my two best friends watching the action and sipping champagne, Dmitri pulled quickly from my suddenly gaping, empty vagina and turned my head to catch his eruption of sperm in to my face. A spurt hit my nose and dribbled off of the end on to my lips, a second landed on my chin while the third and forth found their targets and ended on my tongue to the sound of Dmitri's deep single groan.

I cleaned Dmitri's cock with my tongue and scooped the inaccurate jets in to my mouth enjoying my last taste of his titanic manhood. A round of applause greeted me from the sofa where my friends sat naked, snuggling with Paul, who presented me with a fresh glass of champagne. 

The evening wound down eventually with us all sleeping, kissing and touching for a few more hours until dawn. Finally Paul woke me with a gentle kiss on my forehead and whispered goodbye in my ear. The boys left to catch their flight and our girl's night out drew to a close.



Girl's Night Out



"It will be," said Lamar. Sherie folowed Debbie into the bar. Two black men sat around some empty tables near the stage. A giant of a black man with a gut was putting the bar stools up.

Lamar said to the bartender, "pour these girls something special. Alisa here's getting married in three days."

The bartender grinned and walked behind the bar. None of the girls saw him press a button on the beer tap that mixed X-cite in with the drinks. He set them before the women.

Alisa felt bad because Lamar had promised them free drinks and she didn't like beer. "Could I have a mixed drink instead? I know they cost extra. I can pay you."

"What would ya like?"

"I don't know, any mix drink?"

The bartender mixed her a drink keenly aware that she was watching his every move and he couldn't drug it.

"Wow, that's good," said Alisa tasting it after he set it in front of her. "What is it?"

"It's called a white russian."

"I like it. Why the funny name?"

"It's cause white men are always russian through sex."

Alisa just frowned at the huge black man. She found him slightly obnoxious, and he was staring at her bulky clothes like he was trying to see what she was hiding under them, but he did mix a good drink. "What do I owe you?" 

"Nuthin. It's after last call, can't charge you."

"Thanks." She could barely taste the alcohol and half was gone before she joined the other girls.

Sherie took the seat beside Debbie and Lamar around the stage. Alisa sat beside Kerry in a table away from the stage.

The bartender started some music and the curtains opened. The black man who had complained about losing two dates stood on the stage dressed as an African warrior. He wore a fake lion skin headress and cape, a grass skirt, and white tooth necklace. His chest was even broader and more muscular then Lamar's. Sherie found herself holding her breath as he started to dance.

"That's Leon," said Lamar. "He's one of our best dancers." Lamar danced around doing some kind of tribal routine, waving his arms and thrusting his hips. Sweat soon coated his chest making him glisten under the lights.

Sherie reached in her purse and pulled out a five dollar bill. Leon danced over to her and kneeled down. He had a band around his leg and she shoved the bill into it. Leon's big white teeth grinned at her from his dark black face. He reached behind him and fiddled with something. When he stood up again, the grass skirt remained at his feet. He was wearing a tiger stripped loin cloth under the skirt. Sherie glimpsed a tremendous penis stuffed into tight underwear before the loincloth covered it. Sherie glanced over at Debbie to see if she had seen it, but Debbie was running her hand under Lamar's shirt along his chest and not paying attention.

"What are those rooms?" asked Debbie looking around the bar.

"They're for private dances," responded Lamar.

"What goes on?"

"You get one on one interaction with the dancer. Some touching is aloud."

"Can we do it?"

"Sure, it costs fifty bucks."

"Let's go."

Sherie watched Lamar lead Debbie off into the other room. Alisa and Kerry were watching them leave with frowns on their faces.

Being the only one sitting at the stage, Sherie found herself the center of Leon's attention. Several times he made to take off his loincloth, but retreated. Sherie got the hint, dug into her purse and pulled out another five. 

Leon kneeled before her. The stage was built so that her face was staring directly at his crotch. She reached out, her hand coming dangerously close to the bulge under his loincloth as she stuck the bill beside the other on his thigh. Leon stood up and untied the loincloth.

Sherie felt her heart flutter as he stood. The height of the stage gave the impression that she was lying at his feet looking up at some kind of black god. He was dancing for her pleasure, but instead she felt like the subservient one. She was being rewarded for her behaviour by seeing more of Leon's body after each tip. She couldn't imagine what this place would be like crowded with dozens of women competing for Leon's attention.

The loincloth fell to the floor and Leon discarded the lion skin cape. He was now nude except for the necklace and briefs so thin and tiny they looked about to burst. The front was just a pouch designed to hold privates much smaller then Leon's. She could see the outline of his balls, the material so tight she could make out the crease between them. His cock seemed coiled around itself, but a large mushroom shaped lump indicated a cock-head the size of a golf ball. He danced away briefly and she could see just a string traveling between his ass cheeks, leaving his muscular ass bare.

"Wanna see more?" he asked kneeling before her again.

"Are you allowed to show more?"

"Not when we're open, but this is a private party. I can show you whatever you want."

Sherie dug in her purse. She was out of small bills. She pulled out a twenty. Seeing that monster was worth a twenty. She reached out with the bill and stuck it beside the others. Leon stood and yanked his underwear down.

It seemed to roll out of his undewear, falling halfway to his knees. Leon's cock was thick and tremendous, looking like a fat black banana swaying between his legs. She heard the other girls gasp behind her at the sight, she had forgotten they were there. Sherie's eyes followed the swinging black sausage, so different from her husband's penis. Her husband was probably six inches long when erect and Leon's cock was longer and thicker soft. As she stared, it swelled up even bigger and grew an inch. Leon stepped out of his underwear and pulled off the necklace. He was now completely nude. Leon squatted before her face, his cock so long, the tip brushed the stage. "Go ahead and touch it."

Sherie reached out and wrapped her fingers around the second black cock in as many hours. Both Lamar and Leon far outclassed her husband or any white man she had ever seen. Of course, they were strippers and probably gifted beyond normal men.

Sherie squeezed it until his cock expanded, growing in her hand. It's power was such that it lifted her hand up as it rose into the sky. It was now harder then any penis she had ever seen, both unbendable and unyeilding as it stopped growing at just over a foot long.

"Impressed?" he asked.

"God yes." she said stroking her hand along it. She had a strong desire to take him in her mouth. Fortunately, lest she give in to her impure thoughts, Leon stood and left the stage before she got carried away. A big bald stripper replaced him with every bit as much promise in the crotch areas as Leon and Lamar.

Sherie glanced at the private booth. She could glimpse a naked Lamar standing between Debbie's legs and, Jesus, but it looked like she was licking the head of his cock. Sherie envied Debbie's unmarried status at that moment.

"Tip me and I'll let you touch it," said Leon.

Sherie turned. A naked Leon-cock still hard- was standing beside the other two women making his rounds. "No thanks," said Kerry looking disgusted, but not taking her eyes off Leon's cock.

"I'll do it," said Alisa taking a bill from her purse. The bride-to-be stuck the bill beside the others and grabbed Leon's cock. "Nice to meet you," she said shaking it like she was giving a hand shake and giggling drunkenly.

That wasn't like Alisa at all. Sherie could see three empty glasses of white russian's beside her friend. Alisa could be a lot of fun when she loosened up. 

Leon headed over to Sherie and she found her heart rate increasing. His big cock preceded him by over a foot. Damn, she never remembered being this horny before. "And did you enjoy the show little lady?" he asked.

"I'm Sherie and yes I did very much." It was hard not to stare at the baseball bat between his legs. He moved so that his tipping band was beside her. Sherie took the hint and reached in her purse. Her hand came out holding a fifty. She glanced over at the private rooms, then back at the fifty, then up at Leon. "Can I get a private dance?"

"Sure baby," said Leon grabbing the fifty out of her hand. "Lets go."

Sherie stood up and followed Leon. Behind her Alisa said, "Come on Kerry lets move up to the stage."

Leon moved the curtain asside and Sherie saw an amazing site. Lamar was sitting on the bench stroking his cock while Debbie danced for him. She had stripped down to a sexy pair of lacy bra and panties. "I didn't know you could dance," said Sherie watching Debbie sway her hips. Debbie had the body of a stripper where Sherie's was more like a model's with smaller, firmer breasts.

Debbie looked like she was upset at being disturbed," but said, "It's just coming natural."

"It is natural for a woman to dance to please a man," said Lamar.

Sherie found that sexist, but didn't respond and was kind of shocked when Debbie nodded her head agreeeing with Lamar. Debbie was very free spirited and usually didn't take crap from men. She was acting like a love sick puppy ever since she had first seen Lamar's cock. 

Leon spun her around and sat her down on the bench beside Lamar. The seats put her at face level with Leon's erect banana bobbing as he began to dance. For something called a privacy booth there wasn't much privacy. She glanced at Lamar and could see his huge cock glistening from where Debbie had been sucking on it. Debbie was now topless and Lamar was kneeding her big breasts, tugging on her nipples, and every now and then leaning forward to kiss them.

Leon grabbed her head and turned it towards his cock as he began moving it before her eyes. It had a hypnotic affect on her and she couldn't take her eyes off it. His voice broke her trance. "How long you been married?"

Sherie rubbed her thumb along her ring finger without taking her eyes of Leon's cock. "Five years."

"How nice. Does your husband have a cock like this?"

"Ha. No, not even close."

"Oh thats too bad. I bet you haven't had a good fuck in years then."

'How rude,' she thought, but he wasn't wrong. It had been over a year since she had an orgasm. Sherie did the math in her head. No, it had been a couple years. She and Dan were just too busy teaching, that sex felt more like a duty then fun. Every nerve in her body was telling her that the delicious smelling cock he was swaying under her nose wouldn't have trouble giving her orgasms. 

"DEAR GOD THATS GOOD"

That was Debbie. Sherie glanced over at her friend and was shocked to see she was nude and had lowered herself over Lamar's dick. Sherie could see her friends engorged clit and pussy lips spread wide around the huge intruder and she had only taken a couple inches.

"I'M CUMMING"

Sherie watched as a steady stream of clear fluid slid down Lamar's cock helping to coat it and Debbie slid down it a couple more inches. The hot sex show next to her, the sexual smell filling the confined room, and her unusual state of arousal all contributed to what Sherie did next. Her tongue licked out and along the tip of Leon's cock. He immediately stopped moving it and held it before her mouth as her tongue licked all around the head.

Sherie just had to suck him off, just had to. A blow job wasn't really cheating anyway. She wasn't about to go any further. 

Sherie was out of practice. She hadn't done this for her husband in years and that had been like swallowing a straw compared to Leon's black pvc pipe. With Dan, she sucked just to lubricate him before sex and she never swallowed. With Leon, her purpose was to show her respect for his masculinity.

Sherie stretched her jaw wide around his cock head and took him into her mouth. She pushed forwards and felt herself gagging as the head entered her throat. 

Leon stepped back and pulled her to her feet, switching places with her. He pushed her back down and sat beside Lamar. Sherie was now kneeling on the dirty floor. She glanced at Debbie. Her friend had impaled herself on Lamar's cock and was sitting still while she grew accustomed to having her pussy stuffed so full. Sherie could clearly see the steady stream of her friend's cum dripping over Lamar's balls. Leon smacked his cock across her face and she took the hint, taking him into her mouth once again.

This position was easier on her throat and she pushed down taking several inches into her throat this time. It felt natural and primal to be kneeling between his legs like this. Sherie found herself letting go, attacking his cock with more gusto then she had ever shown her husband. 

Leon pulled his cock out of her mouth when she had bobbed her head up to the tip. He pulled it back to his stomach and said, "lick my balls." Sherie obeyed, licking all around his hairy nutsack amazed at how big and full they were. He released his cock and it smacked her in the face. She quickly returned his shaft to her mouth.

Eventually, Leon's cock swelled even bigger and began twitching. She wanted him to cum more then anything, but she also wanted this to last forever. The head of his cock grew so big, she feared it would wedge in her throat, so she backed off just sucking on the tip. His cock spasmed, filling her mouth with so much sperm her cheeks bulged out. She swallowed it, only to have her mouth fill with sperm again and again. She had never swallowed Dan's cum before, but then her husband hadn't cum this much in five years of marriage.

Leon stood and she kept the tip in her mouth making sure she had sucked it dry. "Keep sucking, it'll stay hard," he said switching places with her again. His cock never left her mouth as he lifted her up onto the bench. Sherie glanced at Debbie. Milky white sperm now coated Lamar's shaft as Debbie slowly rode him. Her eyes had rolled up in her head and she looked like she was in heaven.

Leon pulled her to her feet again and began unbuttoning her blouse. She looked at his still hard cock glistening with her saliva as he opened her shirt. "No Leon, we can't go any further. I'm married. I don't know why I did that."

"Relax baby," he said. "I just wanna see you. It's only fair. You've seen me naked." 

Sherie didn't fight him as he removed her blouse and his skilled hands unsnapped her bra. "But your a stripper. I'm supposed to see you naked in exchange for tipping you. Ahhhh..." Sherie moaned as Leon began pinching her nipples. Her breasts weren't large and her nipples were only as big as dimes, but they were the hardest she's ever seen them.

"Let me see you naked and I'll tip you," said Leon already undoing her jeans. 

Sherie had already spent over a hundred bucks on the two strippers and wondered how much of it she'd get back if Leon tipped her. She held still and let him pull her jeans down over her hips. She quickly yanked her panties down embarrassed by their drabness compared to Deb's sexy ones.b"Well, am I worth tipping?" she asked quivering with fear he'd reject her. Sherie knew she was attractive and had a great figure, but she always felt plain next to Deb.

"Your beautiful Sherie. I think you deserve a big tip." Sherie flushed with pleasure at his compliment. He continued, "but first I want to see you. Sit down." Sherie obeyed. She was a little embarrassed by her hairy bush. She hadn't needed to shave off any of the reddish-brown hair. "Open your legs up for me. I wanna see your insides."

Sherie hesitated a fraction of a second. She hadn't even given Dan the view Leon was asking to see. His look suggested he wouldn't take no for an answer and she found her knees slowly opening.

"Not good enough," said Leon. He bent down and grabbed her ankles spreading her legs wide. Sherie gasped as her pussy opened up for him to see. "Damn bitch, yo pussy always this wet?"

'Not that I can remember."

"One last thing before I tip you," said Leon moving forward between her legs and bending down. "I want to kiss those pretty red lips."

"I s-shouldn't," she stuttered, his body looming over her. His hands still gripped her ankles spreading them wide.

"Just a kiss and then your tip." Sherie parted her lips as the large black man brought his lips down against hers. She planned on just a quick peck, but his tongue pushed into her mouth. She pushed back trying to force it out of her mouth, but instead they just slid around each other. "Here's your tip," he said breaking contact with her lips.

Sherie's pussy lips parted as Leon's bulbous cock-head entered her. She was so wet and spread so open, it easily slid inside. "Oh god," she moaned. "What are you doing?"

"It's just the tip," he said kissing her again. "It's what you wanted isn't it? Want me to take the tip back?"

"No," she cried ashamed of herself. "Want a bigger tip?"

"Yes."

Leon pushed some more in and pulled back. He began thrusing his hips, letting her juices coat his cock and pushing more in with each thrust.

"Oh god Dan, why don't you feel this good inside me," she cried feeling guilty for betraying her husband and guiltier for enjoying it so much. 

"It's cause he's white, bitch. Dan will never feel good inside you ever again after this." With one powerful thrust Leon slammed his entire foot long cock inside her.

Sherie felt her pussy balloon up around his cock and then her muscles squeezed down against it as if not wanting to let it out. Her pussy spasmed around it and a wave of pleasure traveled up her body as her first orgasm in years burst from her womb. Correction, her first ever orgasm, none of the others even came close to the one Leon's fat cock had given her.

And that was just the first of many. Leon leaned forward and braced himself on the bench. Sherie threw her legs over his shoulders and held on as Leon began to move. He started slow, keeping his cock buried in her and just moving it a little. His thrusts turned deeper, more powerful, until Leon was fucking her with the entire length of his cock. His powerful piston-like thrusts drew orgasm after orgasm out of her and she had never been multi orgasmic. She no longer felt guilty for cheating on Dan. She felt angry now that she knew there were men, real men, out there that knew how to fuck like Leon and apparently Lamar also. Real men, that know how to treat a woman, black men. "Fuck me," she growled at him, raising her hips up into his thrusting cock. "Fuck me with your big black cock." 

Leon buried his cock in her and it spasmed as he impaled her. Sherie screamed and writhed around his cock as she had her biggest orgasm yet. Jet after jet of his hot cum sprayed places no man had ever gone before and she thrashed around in total ecstacy.

Leon pulled out. "I gotta piss. I'll be back." Sherie could see Kerry, the bigot of the group standing by the curtains peeping in as leon left. Her friend looked aghast at what she saw. Then the curtains fell closed again.

Sherie sat on the bench with her legs spread wide and Leon's cum dripping out of her pussy. His sperm pooled on the floor and as she watched it, she noticed the stains of countless pools of cum on the floor, the walls, even the bench. The stains were faint as if someone attempted to clean them up, but it was in vain.

Debbie was sitting beside her now, sucking on Lamar's cock as he stood between her legs. Black men seemed to have an amazing recovery rate. "I hope I get another belly full," said Debbie as she teased the tip of Lamar's cock with her tongue. It was swollen and glistening as he approached orgasm again. 

"So you want to swallow more of my cum?" Lamar pulled his cock out of Deb's mouth and was looking down at Sherie as he said it. He stepped back, squatted down before Sherie's spread legs, quickly pushing his cock into her. 

"Another hot, white pussy satisfied by black cock," he said. Lamar had been close with Debbie's blow job and didn't last long. "I'm gonna fill that white pussy with some cum bitch."

"No Lamar, I wanted it," said Debbie.

Lamar's back was arched as he shot Sherie's cum-soaked pussy full of his sperm. "You want it. There it is. Go get it. He pulled Debbie up and pushed her between Sherie's legs. 




Girl's Night Out



Debbie stared at Sherie's sperm saturated pussy for a moment and then leaned forward. Sherie arched her back as a wave of pleasure shot up her spine. Debbie's tongue sounded like a dog lapping up water as it licked over her labia and up to her engorged clit. Debbie was running her tongue around trying to get all the sperm she could. She was completely unconcerned with Sherie's pleasure, but she still triggered an orgasm and Sherie writhed in pleasure grinding her pussy into Debbie's mouth.

Suddenly, Debbie's tongue shot deep into her pussy farther then Dan's prick had ever been and Debbie muffled a scream. Sherie opened her eyes to see the bartender had entered the room and shoved his giant cock into... "My god, he's fucking your ass."

"You're next little lady," said Leon returning from the bathroom, his cock rising as he spoke. The big bald stripper was following Leon. Yet another huge cock swung between his legs, but it was rapidly rising as he stared at the two girls.

Sherie just nodded. She was willing to do anything to please these men. Another orgasm shot up her spine as Debbie's tongue was repeatedly forced into her pussy from the ass fucking she was getting. Sherie had know idea how she'd take Leon's big cock up her ass, but tonight she was willing to try anything.

Part 3: Kerry

"Come on Alisa, we're getting out of here," said Kerry still reeling from seeing her two closest friends debasing themselves with black men.

"Why, whatz wong?" asked Alisa. She never drank and the wite russians had gone straight to her head.

"Those two sluts are in there fucking them jungle bunnies, negroes, Jesus, they're fucking black men." 

"Even Sherie, sheesh married?"

"Even Sherie." Kerry didn't want anything to do with Debbie and Sherie again. She was angry with them, but even angrier with herself for being so turned on. She had never been this horny, even when ovulating, while trying to have a baby. She couldn't deny feeling a flutter in her stomach each time she saw one of the strippers' huge black cocks waving under her nose. 

"What's your hurry? I fixed you some more drinks." It was the bartender holding two drinks out for them. He had removed his clothes and stood naked. His eleven inch cock bobbed under a beer gut, that appeared to be all muscle with no fat on it. "I thought we was gonna have some fun?"

"Nice to meet you," said Alisa grabbing and shaking the bartenders cock like she was shaking a hand. She had done the same thing with Leon and giggled like it was the funniest thing in the world.

"Come on Alisa, lets get out of here."

The bartender looked frustrated as they left. He hadn't been able to put any Xcite into the bride-to-be's mixed drinks until now. He had really been looking forward to seeing what Alisa was hiding under her bulky clothes. Win some, lose some, at least there were two more sluts. He turned and headed for the private booths. 

Kerry looked back into the room as they walked out into the rain only to see the bartender, the other stripper, and Leon, all naked, all converging on where a fourth black man and her two friends waited for them. 

"How we getting home?" asked Alisa, surppressing a burp.

"Shit! Those two sluts have the car keys. I don't want anything to do with them after tonight."

"But Debbie's my maid of honor and she's not married."

"You don't get it, they're black men. They're sub-human, less intelligent, less evolved, ape men and our friends are fucking them. We'll call a cab." Kerry looked around for a pay phone, but didn't see any. The interracial couple making out in the parking lot had left, leaving them alone. She remembered the two black bouncers outside the companion club and decided to go see if there was a phone there she could use.

Luckily, the bouncers were still standing there despite the club's closing hours ago. "Excuse me," said Kerry walking around the corner. "Is there a phone inside I can use?" These men were big, very big and Kerry felt that flutter in her stomach again. She couldn't help glancing down at their bulges. Instinct told her these men were every bit as big as the others she had seen and their bulges proved her instincts right.

"Sure, go on inside," said one bouncer. He had a shaved head, a goatee, and big muscular arms.

"Wait here, I'll be right back," said Kerry to Alisa. They were protected from the rain by an awning where the bouncers waited. 

"Wha are yous two doing working thiz late?" Alisa asked of the two bouncers.

"A little drunk are we?" said one.

"We have to stay in case any husbands show up looking for their wives," said the other.

"Why?"

"You saw the male dancers next door. Lots of married women wander in here looking for black men to fuck."

Alisa couldn't imagine so many married women willing to sin that the bar needed to keep bouncers on so late. Then again, Sherie was apparently getting fucked right this moment, as was Debbie, but Debbie wasn't married. She found what Sherie was doing immoral and doubted if they would stay friends.

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Kerry had never been in a nudie bar, but this one resembled the ones she had seen in movies. There were several stages, each had a shiny gold pole and mirrored walls. This room was a lot larger then next door and odviously meant they got a larger crowd. Tables surrounded the stages and one had a large black man slumped over it passed out. The only other man in the room was another black man cleaning off the bar. He was as muscular as all the black men she had seen today which she found odd, but then being black they were probably all ex-cons and cons didn't have much to do, but lift weights.

"Can I help you Miss?" asked the bartender.

"Yes, I was wondering if I could use your phone?"

"It's broke."

Kerry jumped as a huge hand came down on her shoulder and spun her around. The passed out black man now towered over her. He was the ugliest man she had ever seen. His skin was black-black, his forehead jutted out, he had sideburns, big flat lips, an even broader nose, and his arms appeared too long giving him a apeish appearance. He resembled the racist caricatures of blacks she had seen in her granddaddy's KKK newsletters. 

"One mo dance," growled the black.

"What?"

"The nights not over. I wants one mo dance."

"I'm not a dancer. I just came to use the phone."

"One more dance slut. Now!" 

This was one scary looking black guy. Kerry looked at the bartender for help. He just shrugged and said, "Better do what he says lady. That's Mustafa and he's a mean son of a bitch, and a meaner drunk." 

"Help me." Kerry shuddered when she realized he had said the phone wasn't working and couldn't call the cops.

"I can't stop him." The bartender was big, huge even, but he looked a dwarf next to Mustafa. 

"Get the bouncers then," she pleaded.

"Dance slut." Mustafa's voice boomed out. 

The bartender set a shot in front of Kerry. "Here drink this, it'll loosen ya up. "I'll try to stop the bouncers, but they've probably already left."

Kerry tilted her head back and downed the shot, just before Mustafa picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She pounded her fists on his back, but it was like hitting a brick wall.

Mustafa winked at the bartender who then hit the stereo and rap started blaring forth. They had played this game before. An "enhanced" male had to drink a shitload of booze to get drunk as their higher metabolism burnt off the effects of the alcohol faster then normal men. Mustafa had drunk a lot, enough to pass out, but was rapidly sobering up. He used his appearance to cower his women into submission. He was way to ugly to get a woman without help. Along with the pheromones and the large dose of Xcite in her shot, she didn't stand a chance. 

Jerome, the bartender watched her ass jiggle as Mustafa carried her to the stage. Her whole body had that exciting jiggle and he couldn't wait to see those huge breasts. 

Jerome walked out to where the bouncers stood with an attractive, but overly dressed woman was chatting with them. "Your friend decided to stay," he said.

"But she's trying to get us a ride home."

"Marcus and Darren can drive you home. It's part of their jobs."

"Gladly," said Darren.

Jerome returned inside, intending to watch for awhile before joining in.

Mustafa had set Kerry on the stage and she just stood there looking down at him as he sat at the stage. "Dance!" He slammed his fist down hard on the stage.

Kerry started swaying her hips. She enjoyed dancing, but had never done a strip tease, not even for her husband. She relaxed hoping the bartender would be back with the bouncers to save her soon. For now, just give the gorilla man what he wanted and try to stall. She closed her eyes and listened to the music. Kerry hated rap, but the beat was conducive to erotic dancing. Her body started moving to the rhythm of the music. Kerry had been horny all night, though she tried to deny it. As she danced, she was aware that the horniness was inceasing until getting her pussy stuffed was all she could think of. She tried to picture her husband, but the only image that flashed in her mind was Lamar's and Leon's black dicks.

"Take that shirt off."

The bartender had to be back soon. She opened her eyes, but she and Mustafa were the only ones in the room. She'd just have to take it slow. Kerry slowly untucked her shirt from her jeans and pulled it off over her head. Her large breasts bounced out one after the other. They were held up by a lacy blue bra. There were wet spots around her nipples from where she was lactating. Her nipples looked like little missles they were so hard.

"Now the pants."

It was hard to dance and remove tight jeans, but Kerry did, almost falling as she pulled it off her legs. She immediately felt cold air on her bare ass, she had worn a thong.

"You're one sexy bitch."

Kerry was not fat, but the birth of her daughter a year ago had added extra flesh to her formerly skinny body and swelled her breasts up to double D's. She was probably going to keep gaining weight, but for now she had a sexy, voluptuous body. Her husband went crazy over her new boobs and ass. He insisted she wear sexy underwear and bought her several sets from sexy to sleazy. She wore a lacy, blue bra and panties so sheer you cold see her nipples and pubic hair through them The thong left her ass bare. The blue material contrasted nicely with her dark black hair and pale skin. The lingerie had been an anniversery gift from her husband.

"Let's see some titties," yelled Mustafa for the first time holding up a bill.

Kerry looked around, but there was still no sign of help. She figured, why the hell not make something for this humiliating experience. She danced over to Mustafa and knelt while he stuck the bill in the band of her panties. His touch sent both a shudder of disgust and a jolt of sexual excitement up her spine. God she was horny. It couldn't possibly be from dancing half naked before a black man could it?

Mustafa had paid to see her breasts. She stood up and reached around to unhook her bra. Her breasts fell three inches as she released them. She tossed the bra to the floor. She had never seen her nipples so swollen and hard, not even when she was nursing. 

Mustafa stood up and adjusted what looked like another enormous cock underneath his sweat pants. His sweats were very loose fitting and she could still see a pair of huge testicles pushing out the material. Why did subhuman black men all apear to be so gifted in the crotch department? He sat back down with what had to be a very uncomfortable erection pushing out his sweats.

"Now the panties," he said pulling out another bill.

Kerry decided, why not? She was already naked for all intense purposes. For some reason, she enjoyed knowing that she had caused his erection. Also, a fresh wave of lubrication had coated her pussy when she saw his bulge and her panties were getting uncomfortably sticky. She walked over to him and turned around stooping so that he could add this bill to the last. He carressed her ass before she stood back up. Kerry gulped and pulled out the waistband of her lacy thong. She bent down keeping her legs straght and pulled the panties down. She watched the two bills he had tipped her fall to the floor, knowing he was watching her ass and pussy. Mustafa was getting a better view of her then even her husband had ever had.

God, she needed a cock, especially a nice big one. If Mustafa was white she probably go fuck the shit out of him right now, husband be damned. She danced naked for awhile before saying, "I'm sorry, I gotta get going."

"No, I want a lap dance first," said Mustafa pulling out two twenties and tossing them on stage.

"What do I do?"

"Stupid slut. You just come dance 'tween my legs for awhile."

"If I give you a lap dance, can I go?"

"Whenever you want."

Kerry nodded and walked off the stage, Mustafa never took his eyes off her bouncing tits and ass. She walked over to him and began dancing as she approached. It was unnatural for a nude white woman to be dancing for a black man's pleasure, but what she was doing felt perfectly natural. There was something primal about dancing before a man such as Mustafa.

He parted his legs, immediately drawing her eyes to the tent in his sweat pants. She danced closer, approaching his huge cock as she swayed her hips and held her long black hair up with her hands. He was a perfect gentleman and kept his hands on his knees. "Turn around so I can see that ass, he ordered.

Kerry danced out from between his legs and turned around. "Fuck, that's a nice ass. You sure you don't have some black blood in you?" Kerry felt a thrill go up her spine knowing he was pleased with her appearance, but was insulted to be compared with a black woman. 

"Baby got back. Bring that ass closer."

Kerry danced backwards and straight onto Mustafa's cock. Luckily, it didn't penetrate her, it just slid between her legs along her labia, growing slick with her juices. It slid so far between her legs she saw an obscene cock-head the size of a small apple emerge between her legs as she stared down between her breasts. The head disappeared and she felt it sliding toward the entrance to her pussy. Just from the slight contact and sight of it caused her to shudder from a small orgasm.

The temporary release her orgasm gave her, brought her to her senses enough to jump up off his cock before it could penetrate her. She spun around and stared at the monstrosity. It was the most hideous thing she had ever seen, though it also attracted her. He had pulled his sweats down around his knees revealing his penis and balls. Mustafa's cock was around thirteen inches long and as thick as her wrist. It had a strong leftward curve, in fact his entire crotch had a leftward slant. His left ball was deformed, the size of a grapefruit, while the right was as big as a large orange. The head was leaking out so much precum, for a minute she thought he had orgasmed.

"I said I wanted a lap dance. Now sit on my lap. Mustafa grabbed her waist and pulled her forward. Ths time he pushed his knees between her legs until she parted them and straddled his tree trunk-sized thighs. His hands grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her forwards. The huge cock slid between her legs again, this time starting with the base. The first hadn't been enough to satisfy the craving between her legs, she needed to cum again. Just one more cum, then she could jump up and run out of here. 

Mustafa was not only pulling her up, along his cock. His hands were effortlessly lifting her up. Her pussy lips slid along his shaft until she felt them open up and part around the head. The head entered her, stretching her the widest she'd been since giving birth. She came again as he slowly raised and lowered her over over just a few inches of his cock. It was a strong orgasm, but it only increased her horniness. "More," she begged. Mustafa let go.

Pain and pleasure radiated out from her crotch as she was impaled by more then twice the amount of cock she had ever experienced before. Her pussy stretched out and reformed itself around the thirteen inch invader. Thank god, her unusual state of arousal had her pussy wet enough to coat such a monster. He felt so big, it felt like his cock-head should be emerging from her throat. Instead the only things emerging from her throat were increasing cries of pleasure. Mustafa began raising and lowering her along the length of his cock. Her pussy clamped down over his shaft, squeezing every square inch and spasming in orgasm around it. "Ah ah ah ah ohhh," she cried.

"You need to be more vocal," he said.

"What do you mean," she had to suck in her lip to keep from cryng out in pleasure.

"Tell me how much you're enjoying it. What am I doing to you?"

"You're fucking meeee." Kerry shuddered in orgasm.

"And now?" He raised her up until his cock almost popped out of her pussy.

"Put it in me," she begged. "God damn it, don't stop. Please don't stop."

Mustafa slowly lowered her down his shaft this time. "Tell me that you like it."

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Mustafa removed his hands from her ass. She hugged him tight and began riding his cock, bouncing and thrashing around in his lap. "I love it. I love havng your cock in me. I've never been fucked like this. Fuck me with your big black cock."

Mustafa grabbed her back and leaned forward so that he could take one of her nipples into his mouth. H opened his eyes in surprise when his mouth filled with liquid.

"Pull her up so I can fuck her ass," said Jerome. Mustafa looked up at him and Jerome continued, "What the fuck's that white stuff on your lips?"

"It's a milk mustache bro," Mustafa responded pulling Kerry back up into his lap. "Bitch gives off more milk then a cow." 

Kerry looked over her shoulder, while Mustafa pulled her ass cheeks open. The bartender was standing behind her nude. He had an impressive ten inch cock which would have awed her yesterday, but looked small next to Mustafa, Lamar, and Leon's cocks.

"You ever had your ass fucked, slut," asked the bartender.

"No, but you can fuck it." Kerry was wild eyed and looked crazy with lust. 

Jerome spit in his hand and coated the tip of his cock with it. Mustafa was spreading her plump ass cheeks wide apart for him. Jerome brought the tip of his cock up to her sphincter and pushed.

"Ow, shit that's big," she cried. "It hurt's. Your cock is ripping my ass in two." Her ass stretched out to accomodate it and the pain started to fade once the big round head had entered her. Never once, slid she consider asking him to stop. 

Kerry could feel the bartender's cock pushing deep into her ass, rubbing against Mustafa's cock sperated by just a thin piece of skin. She began bouncing again, fucking both their cocks, and cumming constantly as the double penetration satisfied her like never before.

Mustafa came first, becoming only the second man to fill her unprotected pussy with sperm. The size and force of his ejaculate was amazing. Huge wads of cum assaulted her womb and then it seemed as if someone had turned a hose on inside her pussy. She could feel his big balls expanding and contracting under her thighs. His orgasm gave her an absolutely mind blowing orgams that caused her to collapse on his chest.

When she recovered, Jerome had taken over fucking her ass and was pounding her lke a jack hammer. She was still mounted on Mustafa's cock. It didn't feel any smaller, though it wasn't as hard. Jerome bellowed and emptied the contents of his balls into her ass. Kerrry shuddered as another orgasm overwhelmed her.

Jerome's sperm rose to the surface, spilling down her ass as he removed his cock. Mustafa lifted her up, slowly removing his cock. "More," she begged. "Fuck me more."




Girl's Night Out



"Shit Jerome, this is one horny bitch," said Mustafa. "How much did you give her?"

"Half the shotglass," said the bartender.

No telling how much Xcite the girl had drunk at the other bar. "Shit, she's gonna be like this for a month."

"Will you two jungle bunnies shut up and fuck me some more." 

"This bitch needs an attitude adjustment," growled Mustafa.

"I'll make some calls." Jerome headed over to the bar.

Kerry was about to remind the bartender that his phone wasn't working when Mustafa picked her up and set her on the stage. He climbed up behind her.

Mustafa began tugging on his cock. It never shrank always remaining thirteen inches long. It just fattened and hardened when he got an erection. "You want some more of this?" 

"Yes."

"Why do you crave it?"

"It's incredible. It satisfies me like no other cock ever has. I've never had this many orgasms." 

"It's superior."

"Superior? Yes, I guess it is." 

"Superior to anything you ever had from a white guy?"

"Yes, it's superior to my husband's or my old boyfriends." 

"It's not my cock thats superior." Kerry had crawled to him now and he was slapping her face with his cock.

"It isn't?" she asked trying to kiss it.

"No, it's black men that are superior. Beg for it." 

"Please let me have some more of your cock. I've never been this horny and it's the only thing that can satisfy me."

"Call me master, you whore and I'll see that you get all the superior black cock you can handle."

"Thank you master." Mustafa quit moving it around and allowed her to take the head in her mouth she tasted his sperm and her juices on his cock.

"What's your name?" Mustafa pulled his cock out of her mouth.

"Ker..."

"Shut the fuck up. It's now slut. You answer to slut now. Understand?"

"Yes master."

"Now suck my cock, slut."

Kerry licked around the head of his cock. He yanked it out again and held it up, thrusting his grossly deformed balls in her face. Kerry licked both the large one and the small one before he let her have the shaft again. Kerry eagerly took it in her mouth, afraid he would pull it back again. She craved his huge cock in her pussy, but she also wanted him in her mouth. Luckily, the problem solved itself. Half of Mustafa's cock was shoved down her throat as Jerome returned, thrusting his cock into her pussy. 

Kerry's huge, pendulous breasts swung as Jerome slammed his cock in and out of her pussy. Each thrust pushed more of Mustafa's cock down her throat. She couldn't show Mustafa's penis the respect it deserved with Jerome pounding her pussy, so she just waited for Jerome to cum.

Eventually Jerome did cum, filling her pussy with another load of sperm and triggering another orgasm. When she had come down from her orgasmic high, Kerry started worshiping the big cock shoved down her throat.

Mustafa kept his big hand on her head controlling the speed of her downward thrusts. When he felt the sperm churning in his balls, he removed his hand and with both hands reached under her and grabbed her nipples. Mustafa squeezed her nipples between his fingers and he began stroking them. Milk squirted out, hitting the stage. "Look Jerome, I'm milking her, just like she's miking my caaahock," screamed Mustafa pumping her mouth full of sperm. The amount caught Kerry off guard and she reared her head catching the second wad full in the face. It wasn't a strand or a few drops, it was as if a shotglass full of cum was tossed on her face. She regained control and clamped her lips over the tip catching and swallowing the subsequent wads. 

"I gotta try some of that," said Jerome crawling on his back under her and taking one of her nipples in his mouth. Soon he was sucking on it with more gusto then her daughter had shown. Jerome took his mouth off and milk sprayed out covering the black man's chest. Drips ran along the muscle ridges on his chest. 

"More," begged Kerry stroking the last drop of sperm from Mustafa's cock.

"You want more, you got it Slut," said Mustafa.

Kerry heard applause and looked up. Four black men as muscular as Jerome were watching the show. They started stripping as she watched.

More car doors were slamming outside as the black men climbed on the stage.

It took about a dozen black men to quench the fires burning in her pussy. At one point, Kerry had a cock in ass, pussy, mouth and one in each hand. Her thighs and crotch were red and sore, but thankfully her pussy continued to produce lubricant and became so full of sperm, she had no trouble taking them all. She fucked every one of them, had half fuck her ass, and the other half filled her belly with so much cum, she thought she might throw-up.

Some of the blacks were skinny, some fat, some had cocks so small she didn't even feel them after Mustafa and Jerome. Obvioulsly, it wasn't true that all black men were well hung, but when they were big they were really big. 

Near dawn, Kerry felt herself being carried out of the building, and opened her eyes to see Debbie and Sherie supporting her. Where Kerry was sore and exhausted, the other two girls looked radiant. Kerry had been laying in a pool of sperm and felt bad for getting Deb's car dirty, but her friends were almost as covered as she was. Sherie returned to the bar to retrieve Kerry's clothes and then they drove off to Deb's apartment in New York to clean up. Amazingly, Kerry was horny again before they even reached the city. She briefly wondered what had happened to Alisa.

Part 4: Alisa

"Hic, oops excuse me," said Alisa trying to suppress the hiccups. For the first time in her life, she had loosened up a little and gotten drunk. It was also the last time she would loosen up as she was getting married in three days. "Yoush two shure you don't mind taking me home?"

"Not at all," said Marcus grinning at her. He was driving the car. His buddy Darren had gotten in the back seat with her for some reason. "It's no trouble."

"That's right," added Darren, "one of our duties is to escort the dancers home, so why not you? You lost your ride and are too drunk to drive anyway."

All three were dripping wet from running to Marcus' car in the rain. It was raining even harder now. "I can't thank you enough. You're real gentlemen to help a woman in dishdress..in disstresh..in trouble." 

"Our pleasure," said Marcus.

"And yours," added Darren. 

The two black men laughed at that, but Alisa didn't get it. She sat back and looked at her saviours. Both black men wore goattees and were bald. They were both masses of muscles, even more so then Lamar and Leon. Marcus had dark black skin while Darren was lighter. She couldn't help glancing down to see if they had bulges. They did. She could see the outlines of two huge cocks running down their pants legs.

"See something you like?" asked Darren catching her staring at his bulge.

Alisa blushed. "You two look as big ash the schtrippers I shaw tonight."

"We're black aren't we?" asked Marcus.

"Are all blacksh big?" she asked.

"Of course," said Darren. "That's why black men make better lovers." 

Yesterday, she wouldn't have believed him, but today after seeing four hung black men at the bar and knowing that Debbie and even married Sherie were sleeping with black men at this moment, convinced her. She wondered where Kerry was? One thing was for sure, her bigoted friend wasn't with a black man.

Alisa turned to look at the road, but the oncoming headlights were blurry and made her dizzy. She found her attention being drawn back to the black men's crotches. She had an overwhelming desire to see what they were packing. "If I tip you, will you let me see your penises?"

"We ain't strippers," said Marcus and Alisa felt her hopes sink, but he added, "You can see ours for free."

"But we don't have penises," added Darren. "We have cocks, big black cocks. White men have little penises. Ask us to show you our big black cocks."

"May I shee your big black cocksh?" Alisa asked delighted that this wasn't going to cost her anything. She needed all her money for the wedding and honeymoon. 

Darren went first, unzipping his pants and raising his hips to pull them off. He wore briefs so overstretched, the material looked thinned, but she couldn't tell as the car was too dark. Darren flipped his briefs down, and his cock sprang up at half mast. He gave the tip a couple tugs and soon it grew to its full length around thirteen inches.

Alisa leaned down in the dark car for a closer look. "Dear god, it's as thick as a coke can." That wasn't an exageration. He often had to follow another "enhanced" just to get it in. Women never recovered from Darren's cock. After him, many couldn't even feel some of the smaller nine-ten inch "enhanced" until their pussys slowly closed up months later. His balls were splayed out and looked like two of the fortune telling eight balls that children played with. They produced excessive amounts of sperm and Darren had once measured a typical orgasm of his by filling up a 20oz coke bottle. He had overflowed the bottle. For some reason, he also was finding that he was extremely fertile.

"You'd better take mine out since I'm driving," called Marcus from the front. She was reluctant to take her eyes off Darren's monstrous cock, but she did want to see what Marcus was packing.

Alisa reached around to the front of the car and fumbled with the buttons on Marcus' jeans. "Hurry up," he said, "before it gets hard and runs down my pant leg. It can get very uncomfortable." Alisa hurried with the zipper. "Faster, it's stiffening." Alisa reached in and yanked it out, feeling it swelling up in her hand. Alisa stared in awe at Marcus' big horse cock. It was longer then Darren's, around fifteen inches long and very thick, but not as thick as Darren's cock. 

Marcus had one of the biggest cocks on record. He had been big before enhancement at just over eight inches, now it stayed that big soft. Both he and Darren were newly enhanced and still finding out what their bodies were capable of. The other "enhanced" saw them as natural leaders and they were both going places in the company. The bouncer job was just temporary until new assignments came in. "You can touch mine too," said Darren.

Alisa had never released Marcus' cock from her grip. Her hand had been hefting and stroking it. She brought her left hand over to Darren's cock and squeezed it too. She was holding two of the biggest cocks in the world. She felt honored.

The confined car filled with the smell of their huge cocks. The smell assaulted her brain insinuating its way into every thought. They had the same hold on her as Lamar's cock had, only trapped in the car the odor was more powerful. Alisa felt the tape she used to cover her nipples stretching as they tried to harden and her crotch was getting wet. Her crotch had never gotten wet, Todd had to coat his penis with lotion to get it in her. She felt sorry for the two black men. Their cocks were so swollen, they had to hurt. They needed to cum real bad and they needed her help, but she was engaged and in love.

Marcus pulled into a motel and pulled his cock out of her hands as he got out. He walked over to the lobby and started talking to the desk clerk, an older black man. He soon returned, and though her eyes couldn't focus on it, it appeared he hadn't put his cock away even when talking to the clerk. "Where are we?" she asked.

"We're getting a motel room."

"I thought you were taking me home?"

"We will in the morning. You live too far to drive tonight and it's raining too hard. I'm also tired and probably shouldn't be driving."

"I'm tired too," said Darren, yawning and grinning at her.

"I shee," she replied slurring, still a little drunk. Seeing their cocks had seemed to have a sobering effect on her. Darren helped her out and she took a big whiff of fresh air. It was pouring rain now, but the fresh air helped clear her head of impure thoughts. Another minute in the car and she wasn't sure what she would have done. Their cocks seemed to draw her like magnets. They ran through the rain to the room. 

Marcus unlocked the door and they entered the room It only had one king-sized bed. "Where will I sleep?" asked Alisa.

"We're all taking the bed. We're all adults here," said Darren removing his shirt. Marcus was already topless and working on his pants. Both men had the torso's of greek gods only with black skin. 

Their giant cocks sprang free as their pants came off. They hadn't shrank an inch. These men were more muscular and better hung then any others she had seen tonight.

"You'd better get out of those wet clothes before you catch cold," said Marcus. He ripped open her bulky blouse, sending buttons flying everywhere.

"Wait," she said. "I can't, I've nothing to wear." Marcus pulled the destroyed blouse up over her head, covering her mouth and muffling her voice. Hands were undoing her ankle-length skirt which fell to floor. Voices said, "they look like my grandma's panties." "Shit, this is one hot looking bitch." Something cold and metallic touched her skin near her panties and ripped up. Her panties stretched out then fell off her. The knife moved up to her bra and cut the strap securing her breasts. Alisa had large, firm breasts that rivaled Debbie's. Her bra's were designed to conceal them as much as possible as she was uncomfortable showing off her body. "Look at this shit, she covers her nipples." The bandages covering her nipples were ripped off and a muffled "ouch" came from Alisa under the shirt. Her two, puffy, inch-long nipples sprang free. They were the longest, thickest, nipples either black man had seen. She covered them to keep from poking out her clothes and embarrassing her. Alisa was built like a cartoon slut.

Alisa struggled and pulled the blouse over her head. She stood nude, these men seeing more of her then anyone else had, including her fiance. They had completely stripped her in less then a minute. "I say Alisa," said Marcus. "You are one of the hottest women, I've ever seen."

"Yeah," added Darren. "Your body is incredible. Why do you try to hide it?"

"It's embarrassing." She was blushing from head to toe. "Look how big they are." She hefted her breasts just under her nipples "You can't possibly find these attractive." Both their cocks spasmed as she held up her breasts. They were perfectly formed and her nipples were so long she could lick them herself.

"We should hurry and get to bed," said Darren. He was staring at her body with as much awe as she had stared-and was still staring- at his cock. It filled her with self confidence to see how these men were reacting to her. 

"I don't think it appropriate to sleep nude together," she said. "I'm to be married in three..no two days now." It was late in the morning.

"You're right but there aren't any more rooms available."

"I didn't see many cars in the parking lot."

"They're remodeling. I tell you what though, for proprieties sake, we'll face different directions. Hop in."

Alisa sat on the bed. She had been planning on squeezing in on the edge, but Marcus and Darren swiftly moved in on either side of her trapping her between their bodies.

They were gentlemen and let her recline in the normal position, while they put their heads where you normally put your feet. Their bulky bodies took up most of the bed, tightly wedging her between them. Her bare flesh was constantly rubbing against theirs. She was facing Darren and his thick cock was poking her forehead. She thought she'd feel more comfortable if they turned out the lights, but she also wanted the oportunity to examine his cock up close. Darren stretched, his cock sliding down her face as he did so.

Alisa flipped over only to find herself in the same predicament. Marcus' longer cock extended farther down her forehead. "Can you two slide down some more, your cocks are in my face."

Marcus grabbed her legs and pulled her down instead of sliding down himself. She was now staring at his six pack abs. Much better, she thought until Marcus let out a big yawn. His tongue flickered between her legs and over the nub on her pussy. A jolt of electricity seemed to run up her spine at his touch. 

Alisa struggled to climb back up, only to find her face was in his crotch again. She slid back down, and sure enough, he yawned again. This time his tongue seemed to lick up the nub. Another jolt went up her spine. Alisa flipped over and Darren yawned. His tongue felt large and prehensile, curling around the tip of her pussy before slipping away. 

Alisa didn't know what to do. She turned back over and Marcus let out a big yawn. It lapped the tip a couple times and it felt so good, she stiffled a moan. She could still feel it on the tip, like he was sticking his tongue out. Her hips, involuntarily moved forward, so that his tongue slid across her. Alisa's legs parted and she started thrusting her hips more excitedly. She was fucking his extended tongue now. With that, Marcus grabbed her legs and spread them wider as he buried his face in her pussy. 

It was disgusting, but nothing had ever felt so good. She knew it was wrong, but each flicker of his tongue sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating out from her pussy. It felt so good she couldn't gather the strength to push him away. Marcus moved his arm and Alisa felt one beefy finger push its way into her vagina. The tip started rubbing around a spot deep in her pussy and Alisa's hips began bucking uncontrollably. 

It happened when Marcus sucked on her clit. Alisa was still writhing with pleasure from the movement of his finger. Marcus placed his lips on her clit and sucked inward. The explosions started in her pussy and radiated outward. Alisa had never had one of course, only making love to Todd several times and he was as inexperienced as she was. It was her first orgasm and it was incredible. Her pussy seemed to squeeze his finger only to balloon up again. It felt like a series of firecrackers going off one after the other.

Alisa was still spasming from the orgasm when she felt her ass cheeks being pulled apart by Darren. His tongue slid down her ass crack and around her anus. Alisa didn't have time to object or be disgusted, she was too busy moaning to speak. By the time she recovered from the orgasm, Darren was pushing his tongue into her ass hole and it actually felt good. Marcus was still sucking on her clit while fingering her and the additional sensations in her ass had another orgasm exploding from her pussy within seconds of the first. Alisa reared her head and found herself staring at Marcus' bulbous cock-head. She followed her first instinct, which was to stretch her neck towards his cock. He was so tall that she could barely reach, but she did manage to kiss the head as a way of saying thanks. When she recovered from the second orgasm, she couldn't believe she had kissed the thing a man peed from, and a black stranger at that, but it had felt completely natural to her. 

"Next time, you take the ass,"said Darren to Marcus. 

"That felt incredible," said Alisa stretching

"You ready to try what your friends are having?" asked Darren.

"No, I can't cheat on my fiance, but thank you anyway." Alisa was lying on her back, feeling their big cock-heads touching her hair. She was begining to understand why her friends hadn't been able to resist the black men. She would forgive Sherie for the sin of adultery.

Suddenly, Marcus jumped off the bed. "Ow, ow, ow," he said limping around the room.

"What's wrong?" asked Alisa sitting up.

"Charley horse."

"Can I help?"

"Yes, can you massage my leg for me?"

"Of course."

Marcus pulled her to her feet and sat on the bed. He spread his legs as she kneeled at his feet and began rubbing his calf. This put her at eye-level with his crotch. She stared at his huge erect phallus as she kneeled at his feet. The head bobbed before her eyes as she massaged his leg.




Girl's Night Out



"Did you enjoy having your pussy eatten?" asked Marcus.

"Yes, I loved it." Alisa rubbed his leg harder. His leg was so muscular it was like rubbing a rock. "I hope my fiance will do it."

"White boys don't like to eat pussy. They're too prissy. Now massage my thigh."

"My Toddy will do anything for me," she said working her hands up to his thighs. Though Marcus was right, Todd was prissy and she couldn't picture him doing what Marcus had just done. 

Moving her hands up to his thighs, put her lips closer to his bobbing cock-head and one of her hands against his balls. The smell coming off his cock was delicious, even after coming twice she was still horny and smelling it seemed to make her hornier. 

"Why don't you heft my balls?" ordered Marcus. Alisa obeyed feeling how heavy they were. "Why did you kiss my cock, Alisa?"

Alisa blushed. "I don't know, I just felt so good, I wanted to thank you. It felt right."

"I could barely feel it. Could you thank me again?" 

Alisa nodded. Her left hand moved over to the base of his cock and held it steady while her right hand still massaged his balls. She puckered up and kissed the crown, being careful to avoid the white stuff leaking out from the tip. "Thank you," she said before kissing it again. She let her kiss linger a little, while she inhaled his scent through her nose. 

"You know it's customary to return the favor."

"What do you mean?" she asked, she had removed her lips, but still held his cock. She found herself reluctant to release it.

"I made you cum with my mouth, so you have to do the same for me."

"Oh, I couldn't do that. It sounds so dirty." Alisa felt her nipples hurting, they were so hard with excitement at the thought. "Plus, I can't cheat." 

"Oral sex isn't cheating. Besides, your fiance will love it and if you do a real good job, he might just eat your pussy as good as we did. Don't you want to have your pussy eatten again?"

"Yes, I want that very much."

"The trick is to do such a good job that he'll do anything for you for another one. However, you need to do a good job and that takes practice."

"I can practice on you!"

"Smart girl. You can start by licking all over it. Start with the head and work your way down."

It sounded like a great idea to her. Between the alcohol and the smell coming off Marcus' cock, Alisa's thoughts were clouded. She couldn't think clearly and found it easier to let him do her thinking for her. Alisa stuck her tongue out and licked around the crown.

"Lick everywhere," ordered Marcus.

Alisa had been avoiding the pre-cum flowing out his pee-slit. She sighed and moved her tongue over it, lapping up his juice. There was so much of it, it had been hard to avoid anyway, but then a cock this big needed a lot of lubrication. It didn't taste bad at all and her tongue pushed into his pee-slit trying to get more. His cock spasmed as she teased the head.

"Now the shaft."

Alisa nodded and moved her tongue down his rod. She licked every ridge, every bump, and every puffy blue vein as she coated the shaft with saliva. 

"Don't forget the balls."

Alisa licked the underside of his cock down to his scrotum. His balls were bigger then tennis balls and only looked small compared with the monsters dangling between Darren's legs. She licked around his left testicle and then the right.

"Now it's time to see how good a cock sucker you are. Put the head in your mouth and try to see how much you can swallow."

Alisa pulled a pubic hair off her tongue and licked back up his shaft. She stretched her mouth wide and took him inside. She gagged as soon as it touched the back of her throat.

"Take it easy baby. Relax. Take a little at a time and breathe through your nose. Remember, do a good job on me and your husband's little white penis will be a breeze."

Alisa hadn't even thought of her fiance she was too intent on serving Marcus. She couldn't even think how Todd must compare to Marcus, half as big, a third? She hadn't seen it, only felt him inside her in the dark. Marcus' thumb was probably bigger.

Alisa tried again relaxing her throat and breathing through her nose. This time she took the tip in her throat before she had to pull out. She tried again and again, each time taking a little more until it felt like the head was in her belly. She was crying and trying not to gag.

"Come on baby, don't over do it," said Marcus. "It takes practice and you'll never be able to get it all. Just suck on what your comfortable with and jerk off the rest." 

Alisa nodded. She was crying because she feared she was failing at this and Marcus wouldn't be happy with her. She began bobbing her head over just half of his cock while stroking the rest with both hands.

Marcus reached over her head and took her scrungie off, letting her hair cascade over her shoulders and back. "You have beautiful hair. Never wear it up," he ordered

Alisa continued sucking and stroking him. From time to time, she had to rest, but she continued licking the head while catching her breath. Eventually, the steel shaft in her mouth and hands began to grow. The head swelled up even bigger and the veins hardened. Marcus placed his hand on the back of her head, keeping his cock in her throat.

His grunt warned her first. Then his cock seemed to recoil and shoot forward jerking in her throat. His hot seed flowed down her throat into her belly. He was slowly withdrawing it and as the head entered her mouth, her throat closed up behind it. Alisa's mouth immediately filled up with sperm until her cheeks bulged out and it dribbled down her chin.

Alisa swallowed, choking. She fell on all fours, sperm pouring out her mouth. gagging at the amount. Another, equally large wad splattered across her back and hair. She swallowed what she could and brought her mouth up to his cock-head again catching the third wave in her face. Her lips clamped down over the tip in time to swallow several mouth fulls. 

Alisa kneeled between this incredible man's legs, with the head of a huge fifteen inch dark black cock in her mouth, swallowing his seed. She looked up at his muscular chest and handsome face staring down at her. A strange feeling came over her. It was a sense of belonging as if she knew her place in the universe and had discovered her purpose in life. 

His cock finally softened and went limp in her mouth, though it remained at least ten inches long. Alisa reluctantly pulled her lips off it.

"Not fair, you gotta get me off too," said Darren. "I'll never be able to sleep with this thing so hard."

"There's no way, I'll be able to swallow that thing," Alisa replied, but she was already licking her lips at the thought of more sperm, even though her belly felt full.

"You gotta do it. I helped get you off."

"Let me go clean up first." Alisa went to the bathroom and used a washcloth to wipe the sperm off her face that she couldn't reach with her tongue. She cleaned off what she could on her back and in her hair. It was like a completely different woman staring back at her from the mirror. Her cheeks were puffy and her eyes were red, but she was glowing. The person looking back at her was an exciting sexual being, not what she was used to seeing.

She walked back to the bedroom naked, a previously unknown sway finding its way to her hips. Darren was now sitting on the bed with his erect, coke-can thick cock sticking out from his crotch. "Marcus said you were pretty good. Lets see if you can handle this."

"Yeah bro," said Marcus, "what she lacks in experience she makes up with enthusiasm."

'My god!' thought Alisa. I was showing enthusiasm. What am I doing? It must be the booze, this isn't me. Before she could think any more, Darren had grabbed her hips and was pulling her down. She fell to her knees and looked crosseyed down his thick black log. There was no way she could take that in her mouth. Alisa wrapped her right hand around the base, amazed by the fact that there was a four inch gap between her fingers. Impatient, Darren placed one large hand around the back of her head and pulled forwards.

Alisa started licking around the head, willingly lapping up the pre-cum this time. Her tongue teased his pee-slit, then slid around the crown. She was moaning with satisfaction by the time her tongue had made it to the base. She did show enthusiasm sucking these men off! She actually enjoyed it!

Alisa returned to the head and stretched her jaw wide. Her tongue twirled around the head as it entered her mouth. He continued forward and his cock entered her throat. Alisa jerked back as she found herself choking. She relaxed and tried again. This time she took a little in her throat. Something she probably couldn't have done without having just sucked off Marcus. Alisa took an inch and choked again. She kept trying, but could never take more then several inches down her throat. These huge cocks were making her tonsils sore. "I'm sorry, you're just too thick for me to do this properly. Can I just stroke you off?"

"No, I gotta better idea. Get up on the bed and lay on your back."

Alisa stood, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She had no idea what he intended, but she climbed on the bed anyway. She held her legs tightly shut to protect her purity, though every instinct screamed at her to spread them wide for this dominant male to take her.

Darren walked to the bathroom and looked in the bowl of toiletries. This room was one of the special ones in the motel reserved for E&I employees. Hidden webcams were aimed at the shower and bed covering them from several angles with various zooms. Over a hundred people were watching this live and over a thousand would download it later. Instead of the standard shampoo and conditioner, the toiletry bowl was stocked with k-y jelly, motion lotion, and other assorted oils. He grabbed a tube of k-y and returned to the bedroom.

Marcus was lying beside Alisa caressing her breasts and belly when Darren returned to the room. Amazingly, Marcus' cock was hard again. Darren climbed on the bed and straddled her legs. "What are you going to do?" she asked.

"I'm going to titty fuck you." Darren climbed on the bed and straddled her. A submissive thrill caused her to shiver with excitement as she looked up at his huge cock and muscular chest. Darren had a small bottle in his hand and he emptied it along the shaft of his cock. He started rubbing the lotion around the head. "Here, let me do that," said Alisa reaching up to grab his cock. She ran her hands along it, coating it completely with the lotion. In fact, she was reluctant to stop and started jerking him off. 

Darren let her stroke him for awhile before shouting, "enough." He pulled her hands off his cock and bent them around so that they wiped against the insides of her breasts. "Pull my cock down and place it between your breasts."

Alisa grabbed the tip of Darren's cock and pulled down amazed at the amount of strength she had to put into it to move the big thing. She pulled it down to her chest and Darren squeezed her breasts together engulfing his cock. It was so big, the head reached her neck. If it had been Marcus, she probably could have taken the tip in her mouth.

Darren started thrusting his hips and Alisa watched fascinated as his big bulbous cock head slid down, disappearing between her breasts only to spring forward again. Darren increased the pace and was soon rapidly bucking his hips. She could feel his huge balls splayed out on her belly and wandered how much sperm they must hold. 

"You squeeze them together bitch," he said and Alisa raised her hands up to squeeze her breasts together so that he could fuck them. Darren had wanted his hands free to play with her nipples. Alisa's arelolas were puffy and the size of half-dollars, but it was her nipples which fascinated men the most. They were fat, inch long minature cocks, almost always hard, and extremely sensitive. Darren squeezed both her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He pulled them roughly, stretching them out, but it felt good and Alisa started moaning. 

Alisa's moans turned to crys of delight when Marcus inserted his finger back in her pussy. She tried desperately to raise her hips into Marcus' finger, but Darren's weight held her immobile. Her moans turned to ones of frustration.

Marcus rose up on his knees beside her and her hand automatically grabbed his cock without taking her eyes off Darren's cock. Darren's hand moved in where hers had been to keep her breasts squeezed tightly around his thrusting cock. Was it her imagination, or did it look bigger. Darren's torso glistened with sweat now and he was grunting rythmically. Alisa's legs were spread wide open now, trying to thrust up into Marcus' finger while her hand was still wrapped around his cock, stroking it.

Marcus pulled his finger out and suddenly jabbed two fingers deep into her pussy just as Darren thrust his cock forward and held it there. Alisa watched as the pee-slit opened. It wasn't a strand or a wad of cum, so much as it was a wave that fanned out from the tip. She screamed in orgasm just as his sperm splattered from her forehead to her neck. A lot got in her mouth and she bent her chin down opening her mouth wide to catch the second wave. She did, swallowing alot. 

Darren wasn't happy with her just swallowing his sperm, he liked to baptise his sluts with it. He pulled back and jerked his third wad out onto her tits. His third wad was as much as Marcus' first.

Darren dismounted her body and kneeled on the otherside of her from Marcus. He blew another load on her belly and then moved up towards her face bending his cock down towards her lips. He jerked his cock off into her mouth and she sucked up the last of his sperm like a baby on a bottle.

Marcus was still fingering her and she felt another orgasm approaching just as he pulled his finger out. She let go of his cock and sat up, wanting his finger back, but too ashamed to ask for it.

Alisa climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. She was covered in sperm and turned the shower on. This was going to take awhile. She was still horny. Marcus' finger had brought her to the brink of orgasm just before he pulled out. Her own finger found its way between her legs several times before she got out of the shower, but she was to inexperienced to please herself. Alisa spent a long time cleaning up. Sperm seemed to become stringy when wet and was difficult to get it all off. 

When she returned to the bed. The two black men were fast asleep on top the matress. They had stripped off the soiled covers and were sleeping on either end of the bed. Marcus cock was still hard and seemed to twitch every now and then. Amazingly, Darren's seemed to have hardened a little again too.

Alisa crawled between them in the right direction this time. She didn't want her face in their crotches again, she couldn't trust herslef anymore to keep her mouth off them. She faced Marcus, staring into his handsome face as he slept. He moved his arm up and placed his hand on her hip. She didn't object, in fact a shiver of excitement rose up her spine at his touch.

Marcus' hand remained there for several minutes, then it slowly caressed down her leg and around to her butt cheek. He squeezed her cheek and then pulled her tightly in his arms. Her body crushed up against him, her tits mashing into his chest. She had never felt this protected or meek in Toddy's arms. "Missed you baby," he murmered in his sleep. 

Marcus' hand moved from her ass cheek to her thigh and lifted her leg up, pushing his cock in between them. "Marcus," she said softly, trying to wake him. He didn't budge and Alisa felt a shiver of pleasure as his hard shaft slid back and forth along her labia. "MARCUS," she said louder this time and shaking him, but he still didn't wake up.

Marcus groaned in his sleep. He had pulled his cock back so that the tip was dangerously close to entering her pussy. He rolled over on top of her, his weight forcing her legs to open wide. Alisa could feel his big cock-head forcing its way between her labia and entering her. She looked over at Darren. The other black man was wide awake and watching her. Marcus turned her head up to his and mashed his broad lips down against hers. She struggled for a second, but soon found her own tongue pushing into his mouth while the tip of his cock moved around in her pussy. It felt incredibly good to be in the arms of such a strong man. The fat cock-head moving around in her pussy felt too good to stop, in fact her legs were automatically opening wider to receive more of it.

"Gawd Damn, this is one tight pussy," growled Marcus. "You a virgin?"

"No," she moaned. "Though it feels like the first time." This was what sex was supposed to feel like. This was the reason she had given in and let Todd make love to her, only that had been unsatisfying. The was the kind of sex described in her cheesy romance novels, being possessed and dominated by a well-built man and the feelings were coming from a black stranger. With that realization, Alisa wrapped her legs around Marcus' ass and squeezed, trying to pull his cock in deeper.

Marcus took the hint and began bucking his hips, forcing more of his cock in with each thrust. Alisa's nails dug into his back as she came for the first time with less then half his cock inside her. Alisa began raising her hips to match his thrusts, growling and moaning as he fucked her. Marcus arched his back and looked down at her. Gone forever was the shy, overdressed, conservative young woman. She now looked like a wanton slut, comfortable with her body and sexuality. Alisa was fucking him back with all she had. "Beg me to fuck you," he growled.

"Fuck me Marcus. Gimme that big black cock. I love it. I love your cock. Fuck me." 

Marcus sat up, kneeling and grabbed her legs under her knees. He held her legs spread wide as he pounded his prick in and out of her pussy. No woman had ever taken his entire fifteen inches, but Alisa took more then most, around thirteen. She thrashed around like a bitch in heat screaming and moaning as orgasm ater orgasm shook her body. Darren kneeled by her face pushing his cock down towards her lips. She was too overwhelmed to suck on it, but she slobbered all over the head with her tongue between orgasms. 

Her tight pussy and her big nipples were driving Marcus crazy. This was the hottest bitch he had ever fucked. Her pussy was milking his cock. It felt so good, he wasn't even going to last a half hour. He thrust his cock, bellowing as the sperm emptied from his balls. 

Alisa froze staring at his with disbelief as his sperm filed her pussy. Her belly was undulating, her eyes rolled back in her head, and she screamed as the biggest orgasm yet exploded from her pussy causing her to pass out.

Alisa woke up to a growing pain in her pussy. She opened her eyes to see Darren stuffing his thick cock in her pussy. "My god, you'll kill me with that thing."

"Just relax, you can take it." Darren pushed feeling her pussy lips spreading apart for him.

Alisa was amazed at her own bodies elasticity in accommodating him. Her labia opened wide for the huge cock-head and she moaned as the thick ridge scraped across her clit. There was another moments pain as the thick part under the head slid inside her. Darren kept pushing more in. Alisa could feel every ridge, bump, and vein on Darren's huge cock. If she hadn't already fucked Marcus, there would be no way she could take Darren's thick shaft. Now her pussy seemed to be stretching wide around Darren's cock, molding itself to his size. Alisa wondered if her pussy would ever return to normal. She was breathing like a woman giving birth as he buried his entire cock inside her. She knew it was just over a foot long, but it felt like he was shoving a baseball bat in her pussy.




Girl's Night Out



I was wondering what she was going to wear. When I suggested we do a "girls night out" I told her I would be wearing black-just my mood for the night. She was dressed in a white shirt and a short black skirt. That was too funny. With me in my total black shirt and skirt, we looked like ying and yang. Oh well, there's no telling what kind of trouble we can get into tonight. With her hair and petite looks she looks like a schoolteacher, and me, oh hell I look like bad news happening.

"Hi Michelle looking nice tonight" I say. "Thanks Jackie, you look like hell," she says. We both laugh at the inside joke. "Ready to go to this new place I found?" I ask her. "Sure let's go" she says "you know me always ready to try new things."

We get into my car, "Hope you don't mind the top down."

"Nope, great night for it" she says. We drive the short distance to downtown Denton, by the square. I had found a little hole in the wall place I wanted to try, Michelle liked playing pool. We park the car, already there's some attention on us as we step out. We head into the place. Seeing an empty pool table I tell Michelle "Go get us set up over there, and I'll get us some drinks." She heads to the pool table and starts looking at cue sticks.

I step up to the bar and order two margaritas. As I'm placing my money on the counter, the bartender says "Don't worry about it, those two gentlemen said they got it." I look over at the table where the bartender is pointing. At a corner table two men in suits, one in a black suit, with gray hair, damn he's looking good, and the other in a gray suit, damn I love men in suits. Both are wearing ties, I love a man wearing ties.

I head back over to the pool table where Michelle is setting up. "Guess what?" I say. She looks up at me. "Those two just paid for our drinks," I say as I glance in the corner. She looks to where I'm glancing, and her eyes go wide. "Damn Jackie, you sure know how to pick a place." We both nod our heads to the men in thanks.

The one with the gray hair gets up first and heads our way, the other one follows. "Ladies, I would like to introduce myself, I'm Gary, and this is my friend Kyle."

"Nice to meet you" Michelle and I say at the same time. We break out laughing, and they laugh with us. Michelle says with a twinkle in her eye, "I'm Michelle and this is Jackie, would you two like to play a round with us?" I can tell she has something up her sleeve. "We would love to" the one called Kyle says. "Great, lets toss a coin and see who plays with whom, says Gary. He reaches into his pocket, my eyes stray there, what can I say… I'm a cock girl. He finds a quarter, says, "Heads Michelle and I play, tails Jackie and I." Kind of a take-charge type of man, I like it.

He flips the coin in the air. I can hardly wait. It lands on heads. "Ok, teams chosen, lets play" says Kyle. Up till now I had been watching the other guy, now I glance at Kyle and hell if he didn't have the same twinkle in his eye as Michelle. Damned interesting, I can hardly wait. Michelle goes first. She bends over the table and sets up to break. She pulls back and strokes. Hell she slipped, the balls rolls to the side. "Darn, I sure could use some help" she says. I look at her; I know my eyes are wide open. What the hell, I've never seen her miss a shot in her life, what is she thinking? Her new partner glances at her and steps up. He puts his arms around her to help steady the stick. I can see her leaning her ass into his crotch. Well hell, I think I get her strategy now. I chuckle out loud. The guy Kyle comes up to me and asks, "What's so funny?" Babe I'm thinking just you wait. Meanwhile Gary is sure attaching himself to Michelle's backside. I see him slip one hand under her short skirt and her ass reach up to meet him.

Damn I'm getting wet. I look over at Kyle, and that twinkle is shining again. What the hell. "Hey Kyle, I'd like to go rest in the corner for a minute, it's been a long day " I say. "Sure" he says, and he leads us over to the table they had been sitting at. "You take the stool" I say "I prefer to stand up." His eyebrows rise up but he doesn't say a word. He sits and I lean into him. Damn, I can feel his hard cock through his slacks. I wonder what he would do if………hahahahahh, hell lets find out. I move my hand over his crotch, he glances at me and a grin comes over his face. I stare at him, never saying a word. It's dark in this corner; most of the light in the room is over the pool table. I glance back at Michelle, oh my god, his hands are flat on the table on either side of her and she's rocking back and forth into him, and he no way………….yes he is………… he is fucking her under that skirt standing up.

Well damn Michelle, way to go I'm thinking. I turn back around to Kyle. He had seen what I did. I look at him and slowly slide down his zipper, taking his cock out of his slacks. I lick my lips, oh god I want to taste it. My head dips into his crotch, his hands go into my hair. "Oh yes baby" he moans. I take him fully into my mouth, twirling him with my tongue. I glance back at Michelle, they're still going at it. I lightly grasp his balls, my right hand encircles his cock, I lick my way to the top, then slowly ease my way back down again, over and over, he helps me by placing one hand on his cock, stroking it for me while it's in my mouth. His other hand is in my hair, pulling and pushing my mouth onto him.

"Fuck my mouth baby, fuck it," I mumble as he's groaning and pumping away. I look up to see him glancing over my shoulder watching Gary fuck Michelle at the pool table. "Oh yes suck me, oh god fuck her" I hear him say. I'm getting so damn wet thinking of what is going on behind me while I have this good hard cock in my mouth. Over and over my mouth pumps onto him, his hand in my hair is driving my head deeper and deeper onto him. I can feel him tensing up. "Oh yes baby, I'm cumin" he moans. God yes I want that. I suck faster and harder, oh shit……………….I swallow as fast as I can, loving the taste of him. His body relaxes and he grins at me then glances to where Gary is. We can see Gary tighten and shift and oh god Michelle is almost on top of the table. "Baby now" she moans "Now." Gary pumps once, twice and then we see them both relax, still together. Gary slowly backs up, adjusts himself, then smoothes Michelle's skirt down. He turns her around, I can see him whisper something to her, gently running his hands through her hair and then he kisses her.

Wow I wonder how that felt. I glance at Kyle, he smiles with his eyes twinkling and says "Next time that will be you darlin." I smile back. Gary and Michelle come over to the table and pick up their drinks. Both take small sips, grinning all the time. "How's the game coming" I say giggling. "Oh, I think it's about tied right now," says Michelle.

I glance at my watch, hell time to go. "Michelle, I do need to run," I say. "Ok Jackie" she says as she picks up her purse. Gary says, "We'll walk you out." We slowly make our way to the door, glancing around at all the eyes following us. I can feel myself grinning, I glance at Michelle and that twinkle is back. We head to my car, I get in the drivers seat, and Gary slips into the passenger. He leans out and says to Kyle and Michelle, "We'll see you later, next time-guys night out." 

To Be Continued...



Girls' Night Out



One warm Saturday night my girlfriends and I decided to have a girls night out. The five of us went to a club in the next town over for drinks and some dancing. We are all in our mid-thirties and the crowd there was a twenties age crowd but were having a great time dancing, laughing, and just being away from our responsibilities at home. We were approached by a number of different guys through the night on the dance floor and though we are all married it was flattering. 

We were all getting a little tipsy when we were all dancing together and I was approached by a hott twenty-something muscular black guy who asked if he could dance with me. I didn't see any harm so we began dancing and my girlfriends were encouraging us with hoots and hollers and I playfully responded by placing my hands on my knees and sticking my butt out to grind back on him. This made my already short sun dress ride up a little higher than I was comfortable with but we were all having fun. My new dance mate whose name still remained a mystery wasn't shy to say the least and began rubbing him crotch onto my stuck out butt. 

My friends were still watching us dance and laughing about my dance move but what they didn't know is I was getting very turned on by the bulge I felt rubbing on me. My friend Michelle said jokingly "so is it true what they say about black guys". I am only 5'2 with a small waist but have been blessed with full c breast and what my friends refer to as a ghetto booty and he was apparently appreciating this right now. 

After a couple dances and a few more drinks he asked me if I wanted to go outside to get some fresh air. It was refreshing when the cool summer air hit us and we walked across the parking lot to his car and leaned against the front of it when he began teasing me about how I was dancing and said I have a nice ass for a white girl and we both chuckled. He noticed my wedding ring and asked where my husband was and I told him he was home with the kids. 

At this point is when it all changed. He asked me if I've ever been with a black guy and I said no. He said I'm sure you've heard all the rumors, have you ever thought about it or been curious if the rumors were true. I said truthfully when we were dancing it felt like it might be true but I'm married so it doesn't matter I we couldn't have sex any way. Do you wanna at least see for yourself he asked and reached for and unzipped his pants. I froze and didn't know what to do when he lulled it out of his pants. What are you doing we are in the middle of a parking lot but I couldn't help but to stare in awe at how big his black tool was. It was flaccid and just hang from his unzipped pants in an obscene way and was a dark ebony color. I began to squirm from the horny feeling I was beginning to feel he grabbed my hand and asked do you want to feel it and I replied I really shouldn't I told you I'm married. He said exactly so when will you have an opportunity like this again and places my hand on his huge dick. My mouth pleaded I can't do this plus we are right out in the open but my hand deceived me and began stroking him making his cock grow in my hand which by now couldn't encircle his thick girth. He moved in front of me and began groping my breasts through my dress. I was now stroking him with both hands when I looked up at him and said we can't have sex but how bout if I just suck it. He smiled down at me and said get to work. 

I slid down sitting my ass on the backs of my feet the cool air blowing between my spread legs and was now inches from the black monster I was stroking. Now fully hard I can feel it pulsing in my hands I lifted his heavy cock up and licked it's under side from the base to the tip and struggled to slide my full lips around the head and let it slide over my wet tong. My mouth was stretched to it's limits with his thick black cock completely filling my mouth rubbing the inside of both of my cheeks as I slowly slid my hungry mouth up and down feeling each and every vein across my lips. I was becoming lost in lust as I began sucking for all I was worth and slobbering on this strange black dick like a slut. He pulled my hair so my head tilted back and i was looking up at him his big hard black dick still in my mouth. He seemed to be towering over me. 

He smiled down at me obviously enjoying the fact he had this married white lady on the end of his big dick. He gripped his dick with one hand while holding my hair with the other and removed it from my mouth by stretching it against one side of my mouth. I was breathing heavy trying to catch my breath but also from the fact i was more turned on now than at any other point in my life. He started rubbing his heavy slobbered black cock all over my lips, tong, and face then slapping my stuck out tong. He started rubbing it across my puckered lips it full length reaching across my face. 

I could feel the wetness between my legs growing as I opened my mouth and took as much of him into my mouth as possible. He held my head and began fucking his huge cock in and out of my mouth until I felt it expand and release a huge thick load of salty cum into my mouth then again and again until it was too much for me to swallow and it squeezed out of the corners of my mouth and ran down my chin and dripped onto my breasts. He was growling and he continued to fill my mouth. When he was finally done cumming he removed his semi hard cock from my mouth and tucked it back into his pants.

He looked down at me and said "that's why I love married white girls" and walked back into the bar leaving me alone to realize I was in the parking lot legs spread with my thin white panties wet and salty cum coating my mouth and wet on my breast. It was at this point I gained some of my senses and made my way to my car. Once in my car I had time to go over everything in my head and couldn't help but reach down and feel my now soaked pantied crotch. As I drove home I fingered my bald pussy and kept sucking my tong to the roof of my mouth trying to savor the taste of the hot load that was just deposited in my mouth. I came on my hand just a couple of blocks from the bar.



Girls Night Out



This story contains details of wife sharing, so please don't read it if that bothers you. 

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A month ago my wife Kim was invited to a friend's 40th birthday celebration. Angela planned to have a girly night at a hotel in a nearby town and Kim and four other women were invited.

Kim was uncertain whether to go or not as she's 49, so she's about ten years older than the rest of them and she had found that previous social events with this group were a bit noisier than she really liked. Not that they were particularly rowdy, but Kim is rather quiet and conservative and doesn't normally drink much. 

However I told her she ought to go. It would give her a break from the domestic routine and provide a chance to relax and recharge her batteries. I think what swung the balance was when she found that she would be sharing a room with Angela. Although she knew the other women well (they were all involved in the parent teachers association for our local high school) she was definitely much more friendly with Angela than the others.

The plan was for them to check into the hotel early on the Saturday afternoon, spend a bit of time in the spa and pool, and then go out for a meal in the evening. 

Kim isn't vain, but she does like to look nice and she asked my advice about what she should wear on the Saturday evening. They were going to a reasonably smart restaurant, so she had picked out a stylish dress which I thoroughly approved of.

"What do you think about underwear?" she asked, knowing that it's an area I normally take a keen interest in.

"Well you've a choice -- sensible or sexy -- which do you feel like?"

She said she didn't know which was best, so I suggested that as she had plenty of room in her case she might as well take both, then she could put on whatever suited her mood in the evening. She nodded in agreement to that and as well as some sensible, comfy underwear she also packed a lacy black bra and pants set, plus some lovely lace-topped hold-ups which I had bought her recently.

Not surprisingly I had a definite preference for the sexy underwear, but funnily enough I felt that Kim would be more likely to wear them if I left the choice to her and didn't try and tell her what to wear.

I was enjoying helping her pack and the idea of my lovely wife going out in a smart dress and with her best underwear on was distinctly arousing. After we had been married for several years I had rather hesitantly confided in her that I did sometimes fantasize about her having sex with other men. 

She was surprised and rather shocked, but fortunately she wasn't actually upset. I should add that Kim was a virgin when I met her and throughout our nearly thirty years of marriage we have always been faithful to each other. Anyway she said nothing was ever going to happen, but the subject did crop up occasionally in our pillow talk and we seemed to settle on it as an agreeable fantasy.

The fact that Kim found it okay as a fantasy made me hope that one day it might actually be realized. Clearly this night out had the potential for something to happen and that was added to by a few bits of information I knew about some of the other women. I knew that Angela occasionally went out to clubs with Denise who was divorced. Bearing in mind that Kim had told me that Angela and her husband hadn't had sex for 18 months I found it hard to believe that there weren't times when things happened on those nights out.

So there was definitely a subtext to this night out and if nothing else I had a pleasant time mentally running through (and picturing!) the possibilities. Nothing was actually said, but I'm sure that Kim had at least an inkling of what I was thinking.

Anyway Kim set off to pick up Angela and one of the other women at lunchtime on the Saturday and as the hotel was only twenty miles away it wasn't long before I got a text saying they had arrived safely. The next I heard was in the early evening when my phone beeped.

All going well. Hotel is great. Off out for meal soon. Luv u. Kim. xxx

I tapped out a reply.

Good. I hope u have a lovely evening. What undies did u choose?

My phone soon beeped again and I smiled at the reply.

Trust u to ask that. I chose the sexy ones. xxx

Nice! Have fun!

After that I settled down to watch a movie. It was perfectly possible, indeed quite likely that I wouldn't hear any more from Kim, but nevertheless I kept my phone handy just in case. In the event it was getting on towards 11pm when it suddenly beeped again.

We're back at the hotel and there's a disco. Is it OK if I dance with someone?

Now that was interesting because Kim clearly wouldn't have bothered texting me unless she wanted to dance. So I replied leaving it up to her, but making it clear that she had my approval (though encouragement might be a better word). 

Sure. Have a dance. Text me again if you get chance.

I hoped that Kim would realise that my request for her to text me again was basically me saying that if anything did happen I wanted to be kept informed. After that I settled down to wait. I surfed restlessly through several of the TV channels, but couldn't really watch anything. It was over half an hour before my phone beeped again.

I've danced with Mike a few times and he's trying to touch me up. Do u mind?

That did make my heart beat faster!

That's fine. I want u to enjoy yourself but txt updates if u can.

There was an almost immediate reply.

Thanks. Luv u. xxx

I sat there looking at my phone wondering what my wife was doing at this very moment. When she texted saying that Mike was trying to touch her up, I assumed that meant he had already touched her bum and bust outside of her clothing.

In a way that wasn't great intimacy, except that I knew that it was for Kim. In the last thirty years I was the only man who had kissed her and touched her. Untouched until now by any stranger she must have found the novelty of the situation hugely arousing (doubly so as it included the thrill of the forbidden). I could imagine that she was very wet, squirming beneath Mike's touch, responding to the messages her body was sending her, yet very aware that what she was doing was "wrong".

I was sure that Mike would be keen to explore. His hand would travel up the front of her dress. Kim would say no, probably push his hand away, but it would return and begin to trace a journey up her inner thigh. Still she would say no, but this time there would be no pushing his hand away. She would almost stop breathing when his hand reached her knickers and he would not be able to miss the unmistakeable message which her damp panties proclaimed. His desire would be intense as his fingers explored further. At this exact moment his fingers could be drifting across her lush pubic hair, before sliding down to their ultimate target. Parting her cunt lips and sliding his finger inside her I could imagine Mike thinking that he had to have her, he simply must fuck this lovely married pussy.

I stared at my phone; was that what was happening now? In the event there were another thirty minutes or so before the next message arrived.

Angela wants to take them upstairs. What should I do?

It's your choice but u have my permission. R u wet? Has he felt your pussy?

I am v wet. He has touched my pussy. Luv u. xxxxx

Now my imagination was in feverish overdrive. I had a vivid mental picture of two couples stumbling into a dimly lit bedroom. My wife's dress being removed. A stranger unfastening her bra and then licking and sucking her breasts. Hands removing those lacy black knickers, fingers delving between her legs and exploring her lush wetness. Then Kim on her back, legs spread wide and another man's cock sliding between her cunt lips and drawing an exquisite moan of pleasure from her lips.

After an hour I realised there weren't going to be any more texts so I went to bed. I couldn't resist reading through the messages again and tried to picture what was taking place twenty miles away. Had anything happened -- surely it must have? Perhaps the deed was done or at this exact moment was my wife gasping as another man groaned and pumped his sperm into her lustful pussy.

I jerked myself off and finally fell asleep to a pleasant mental image of my wife laid back satisfied, her pubic hairs matted with a mixture of love honey and cum and her cunt lips still gaping from the passage of her lover's cock. Not long afterwards my phone went for the final time that night and delivered the decisive message.

I've just been fucked. Luv u. xxxxx 



Girls' Night Out







Girls' Night Out



She was an extremely attractive girl and Mark wasn't the only guy in the bar checking her out, many a yearning glance was shooting across to where she sat ensconced with her somewhat frumpy looking companion. The pretty one, no doubt used to being desired, was aware of the ogling and seemed to be rather enjoying it. Certainly she wasn't discouraging the male attention: giggles, pouting, flicking of hair, shapely legs crossing and re-crossing in her tight little skirt, shoe dangling dangerously from the end of her toes, she was definitely playing to the gallery. She was pretending to be absorbed in conversation but every so often her eyes flitted around the room to check on her admirers. A couple of times her gaze met Mark's and she favoured him with a sly smile. 

Hmm.

This was meant to be a quick solo before going to Leon's place. But he could always cancel, couldn't he? Not as if he didn't hang out with Leon enough. Although normally he wouldn't crash in on two females together, he had a sneaky feeling this might be fertile ground. Only one way to find out.

'Can I buy you girls a drink?' 

'Sure, why not,' pouted the pretty one. 'We're on white wine.' Her smile was amused and smugly pleased. The frumpy friend tried to smile too, but it didn't quite come off. She appeared a little strained and uncomfortable. 'Louisa, shouldn't we getting back?' 

'Oh come on, Lizzie, it's still early!'

'Er, well, okay, but ...'

'Hi Louisa,' he cut in. 'Mark ... nice to meet you. So, white wine, gorgeous, right?' 

She giggled and nodded. 'Lizzie' stared down at the table. 'And same for ... sorry, didn't quite catch your friend's name?'

'It's Liz,' said Louisa. 'And yes, she'd love one too.' Liz's facial expression and body language rather contradicted this, but she was going along with things. Mark sensed she was used to Louisa calling the shots.

He bought the drinks and joined the girls at their table. Turned out they were trainees at the same legal firm, in town for a conference. They were staying overnight at the Hyatt, a large hotel only a short walk from the bar. The glint in Louisa's eye when she imparted this information was distinctly promising and Mark congratulated himself for biting the bullet and making the approach.

The difference in the girls' appearance was even more pronounced up close. Louisa was medium tall with a slim and sexy figure, exceedingly pretty, a real looker, whereas Liz was anything but. She was short and plain and seriously overweight. The stark contrast in looks drove their behaviour now a man was present, the hottie exuberant and flirty, her friend meek and virtually mute. Fine by Mark, it was the delectable Louisa he was interested in. She had a rather off-hand and patronising way of treating Liz, he noticed, and he started to follow suit, being considerably less well-mannered than he usually was with someone he'd only just met. With Louisa, however, he was charm personified. He chatted her up like crazy, made it clear how much he fancied her, and she lapped it up. Before long they were flirting outrageously, more or less ignoring Liz who sat there silently stewing.

When the drinks were finished Mark offered another round. 'Your turn, Lizzie,' said Louisa, the first time Liz had been spoken to for quite some time. 'Can't have the man paying for everything, can we?'

'Um, okay,' Liz mumbled. There was something almost servile about the girl, Mark thought. 'Lizzie, you're a star,' he smirked, as she rummaged for her purse. She looked flustered but managed a weak smile. 

'Alone at last,' Louisa grinned, watching her friend waddle off in the direction of the bar. She snuggled into Mark and he put his arm around her. 'So, Louisa, here's what I'd like to know. How come a gorgeous looking girl like you is out on the town with a donkey like that?'

'Mark! ... That's a very unkind thing to say about poor Liz.' Her tone was disapproving but the flicker of a smile told a different story and spurred Mark on. 'Just saying it like it is, baby. Come on, I'm curious. Is it because she makes you look even more beautiful?'

'Don't be silly!' she giggled bitchily. 'We're on this conference thing, told you that already.'

'Okay. But can't we get rid of her?'

'Difficult. We're sharing a room.'

'You're joking!'

Louisa rolled her eyes. 'Yeah, I know. The firm are total skinflints on expenses.'

'So, my place then. C'mon, gorgeous, one more drink then it's goodbye fatty and we get going. What do you say?'

She snickered openly at 'fatty' and pondered the proposition. 'Suppose I could, Mark. But then again ...' 

'What? ... Then again what?' Louisa's mischievous expression had Mark slightly worried. She's not just a prick-tease, is she? 

'You could come back to the hotel, couldn't you?' she said.

'Hey, there's only one girl I wanna fuck tonight,' he protested. Louisa's hand crept into his lap, resting lightly on the bulge. 'Wonder who you have in mind?' she giggled.

'Mmm, I wonder.' Mark's fingers had strayed to her smooth silky thigh, idly caressing it.

'You sure you don't fancy Liz?'

'Er, no, baby. Can't say I do.' 

'Shame, because she fancies you.'

The idea made him chuckle. 'She does?'

'Oh definitely.'

This was all very amusing but he needed to get something straight. 'Baby, listen. I'd love to come back to your hotel, I really would. But there's gonna be no sympathy shag for lardy Liz, okay?'

Louisa flashed an insinuating smile. 'So me and you get to have all the fun then?'

'You got it, gorgeous. And we're gonna have a great time, believe me.'

'Promises promises!' she teased, giving Mark's cock a delicious little squeeze through his pants. He was getting very hard down there. 'Oh yeah, Louisa,' he grunted.

'But what about Lizzie?' she wondered.

'What about her?'

'Well, like I say, we're in the same room. Not really fair on the poor thing, is it?'

'Tough.'

'You're quite a bastard, Mark, aren't you?'

'I try my best.' It was clearly the right answer because Louisa laughed and started kissing him. Mark was happy to respond. He wanted to do an awful lot more than just snog this horny bitch but this was fine for now. 

All of a sudden he remembered. 'Oh shit, I have to call Leon!'

Louisa raised an eyebrow. 'Leon?'

'Yeah. Good pal of mine. I was meant to be going round to see him.'

'Is this Leon as dishy as you?' Louisa flirted. 'Almost,' he grinned, fishing for his phone.

'So, look, why not invite him to join us?'

'What, here?'

'Yes. Let's make it a foursome.'

'But what about later?' Mark asked. 

Louisa whispered her plan into his ear. It was awful but he couldn't help laughing. 'Bitch!'

'It'll be fun, though, won't it?' she giggled.

'Yeah, okay, guess it could be.'

'Go on, honey. Phone him.'

So he called Leon and filled him in. He didn't take much persuading, especially when Mark described Louisa. 'All set?' she grinned, when he'd finished.

'Yeah, he's really up for it.' They resumed snogging and were still at it when Liz returned with the drinks. 

'Lizzie! Oh god, sorry!' Louisa giggled, breaking off. Liz mumbled something which Mark couldn't quite hear. She appeared a bit miserable as she sat herself down. 'No, honestly, Liz, really sorry.' Louisa's face was deadly serious now. She removed Mark's hand from her leg and moved a little way apart from him, so Liz felt less excluded, and the three of them had a proper chat during which Louisa and Mark managed to keep their hands off each other. It worked: Liz had cheered up no end by the time Louisa excused herself to go to the bathroom. Cue hip-waggling saunter across the room with every guy in the bar dribbling, including Mark. 'God, she's hot, your friend, isn't she?'

Liz nodded. 'Men always go nuts over Louisa.'

'Bet they do. She's a total babe. Fucking gorgeous!' (Exactly how he'd pitched Louisa to Leon, as it happens.)

Liz shrugged, keen to talk about something else. 'Sorry,' Mark smiled. 'Getting carried away. Hey, thanks for the drinks by the way.'

'S'okay.'

'Shit, that's my best mate Leon!' he announced, looking over at the bar. 'Do you mind if I wave him over?'

'No, course not,' Liz said. So he did and Leon brought his drink over and joined them. Mark made the introductions. 'Hey, Liz,' said Leon, gazing into her eyes. He was a muscular, good looking guy, Leon was, and Liz was clearly smitten. She was blushing. Louisa returned and Mark introduced  her  to Leon. Who did well. He said a polite hello, managed to keep his tongue in, and quickly returned his attentions to Liz. 'So, we're double dating now?' Louisa said, with a knowing grin. 'Looks that way,' said Mark. And they were. They were double dating. They stayed in the bar until late and they all had a great time. Mark and his girl; Leon and  his  girl. Leon's girl had the best time of all. Liz could hardly believe her luck, hunky guy chatting her up, calling her 'sweetheart', buying her drinks, flirting with her. Louisa suggested that they all go back to the hotel to 'continue the party' as she put it. 'Yes, let's,' agreed Liz, flushed and excited, looking at Leon. 'You bet!' he grinned.

They left the bar and strolled the short distance to the Hyatt, walking as two couples, Leon and Liz going a little ahead. Leon had his arm around her and she was kind of pressing herself into him as they walked along. 'Look at Lizzie,' whispered Louisa. She was trying not to giggle but wasn't quite succeeding. 'The poor thing's in love!'

'Certainly looks up for it, doesn't she?' Mark chuckled, giving Louisa's peachy ass a firm squeeze. 'So Leon's definitely cool with this?' she asked.

'Yeah, he thinks it'll be a scream.' 

They got to the Hyatt, which was a pretty decent place, and rode the elevator to the seventh floor. Leon kissed Liz during the journey up, kissed her properly, then whispered something into her ear. Whatever it was made her giggle in delight. She looked quite radiant (if no less unattractive). 

The girls' room was surprisingly impressive, two sizeable beds next to each other, a large sofa plus a comfortable looking armchair, plenty of floor space, ensuite bathroom, plasma TV, a little kitchen area with a fridge, everything they needed for their little 'party'.

'So, make yourself at home, boys,' Louisa said, flopping onto the sofa. She rested her feet on the low coffee table and languorously crossed her legs, allowing her skirt to ride a long way up her thighs. An alluring vista and Mark wasted no time settling himself next to it. Louisa cosied up to him, head on his shoulder, her hand on his leg, but she didn't forget there was another man in the room. 'Leon?' she smiled invitingly, patting the sofa on her other side. Leon hesitated, looked at Liz, then he shrugged and joined them. Liz looked a little lost for a moment because there was no more sofa space, there was only the chair opposite, separated from the sofa by several feet of carpet. So that's where she ended up sitting. Louisa fired up the TV and found a music station and they chatted for a while. Or rather Mark and Leon and Louisa did, it was difficult for Liz to get involved from where she was sitting and they didn't make much of an effort to include her. Leon did throw her the occasional grin and comment but most of the time he was laughing and joking with the other two. Louisa manages to flirt with him even though it's Mark with his arm around her, who's kissing her neck, nuzzling her ear, generally smooching her. Leon kept leering at Louisa's legs (impossible not to, how she was showing them off) until Mark joshed him about it. 'Hey, man, eyes off my woman!'

Leon looked sheepish. 'Well, you know, girl's got great legs.' He glanced over at Liz to see how she's taking this. She's saying nothing but seemed a little sad. Louisa rolled her eyes and made a production out of pulling her skirt down by about a centimetre. 'God, Lizzie, can you believe these boys?' she giggled. Liz smiled, but it wasn't a particularly genuine one. 'Okay, drinks!' Louisa announced, clapping her hands and looking expectantly at Liz. 'Um, sure ... what would you guys all like?' said Liz, rising from her chair, walking over to where the fridge is. A beer, Mark informed her. Louisa wants a rum and coke with ice. 'Three cubes,' she specifies. 'Oh and a slice of lemon, Lizzie, yeah?' Leon is just sat there with a big grin on his face. 'I love this song!' shouted Louisa at the TV, and she leaps up and starts dancing. 'What would  you  like to drink, Leon?' Liz asked shyly, standing by the fridge. She still had hopes, judging by the way she was swooning at him. 'What? ... Oh yeah, beer is fine,' he said, distracted by the sight of Louisa grooving around to the TV. Mark was watching her avidly too. She'd kicked off her shoes and was looking so fuckable in her short skirt and sexy little blouse it wasn't true. 

Liz handed Mark and Leon a beer each. She got a grunted 'thanks' but that's about all because they were fully occupied with ogling Louisa. Liz put Louisa's rum and coke down on the table. She'd got herself one too, which she took back to her chair. The poor girl's looking even less appealing than she was in the bar and her outfit (a kind of mumsy, shapeless, knee-length dress) isn't helping one iota. They were all three watching Louisa dance now, the two guys enraptured and Liz looking distinctly queasy about what's going on. Four of them watching, actually, since the full length mirror on the wall allowed Louisa to indulge herself in a fair degree of self-appreciation. The gooseberry craned forward in her seat and made increasingly desperate efforts to engage Leon in conversation but she fails to get his attention, he can't take his eyes off Louisa. Neither could Mark. She'd undone a couple more buttons on her blouse and every time she paused from dancing and leant over to take a sip of her drink (which was quite often) the boys were treated to a thrilling view, a glimpse of heaven, namely a pair of spectacular breasts nestling in the skimpiest of white lace bras. And that skirt, fuck, it really was hot! Meanwhile, Liz is looking more and more downcast. The harsh reality of the situation, that Mark and Leon were both besotted by the lovely Louisa and had no interest whatsoever in her, is dawning. Louisa grinned over at her. 'Wanna dance with me, Lizzie?' Liz shook her head. She was wishing the evening would end right now. 'C'mon, don't be like that,' Louisa persisted. 'Let's both dance for the guys!' 

'Yeah, Lizzie, let's see you strut your stuff,' cackled Leon, as Louisa dragged the reluctant Liz up and out of her chair. Cue a pretty hilarious spectacle: the girls performing together for Mark and Leon, one of them tall and slim and looking utterly gorgeous, basking in lustful male attention as she moves smoothly and sexily to the music, the other one short and fat and painfully unattractive in comparison, kind of lumbering around like a buffalo and looking and feeling absurd. Leon and Mark watched from the sofa, flipping between laughing their heads off at Liz and lusting over Louisa. Liz soon realised she was being made fun of but there isn't a great deal she can do about it, she was trapped in the situation, had nowhere to go, her self-confidence so low that she can't stand up for herself. She's a natural victim, as Louisa knew when she hatched her plan. Which is working perfectly: Louisa is having a ball, her performance increasingly brazen as she shamelessly shows off for the boys. She's hands above head as she dances, shaking her tits, wiggling her ass, the sexy bitch is really flaunting it. She knew that Mark and Leon were getting hard watching her and she's enjoying teasing them. To raucous audience approval she undid a little more of her blouse, asked if they'd like her to take it off. Yeah, too right they would. She giggled and removed her top completely, tossed it to the floor. Then she reached behind and unhooked her bra. 'And this?' she pouted.

'Fuck, yeah!' came the chorus. Louisa grinned and loosened her bra and let it fall over her perfect breasts. She caught it and held it there, just barely covering her nipples. 'More?' she giggled, blatantly toying with the two guys, driving them nuts and loving every minute of it. 'C'mon, Louisa, honey. Stop being a fucking cock-tease!' Mark protested. 'Yeah, baby, c'mon,' grunted Leon. Mark switched his gaze to poor Liz, no longer trying to dance, just hovering around and looking unspeakably awkward and embarrassed. 'Tell her, Lizzie. Tell your hot little friend we wanna see those fabulous jugs of hers.' Louisa couldn't stop giggling. 'Should I, Lizzie? ... Should I let these horny boys see my boobs?' Liz looked all at sea. Poor cow didn't have a clue what to say or do. 'Um, dunno,' she eventually muttered.

'Guess I ought to, didn't I?' Louisa whipped her bra all the way off and it joined the blouse on the floor. 'And my skirt too?' she wonders. The boys nodded avidly. 'Ask me nicely?' she teased. They did, they pretty much begged her to lose the skirt. She slowly slid it over her hips, let it fall to the ground, and carried on dancing, naked but for a pair of little white knickers. Louisa looked utterly delicious and she knew it, was revelling in being the gorgeous sexy tease, tantalising the drooling boys with her beautiful body, while poor unlovely Liz stands pathetically next to her looking stressed and miserable. 'Great show, huh?' Mark said, gurning at Leon

Leon cracked an evil grin. 'Mmm, luscious Louisa and lardy Liz. Talk about beauty and the beast.' 'Leon!' exclaimed Louisa. 'Don't be so rude. Poor Liz!'

'Yeah, Leon, c'mon man,' Mark told him. 

Liz was staring down at the carpet like she wanted it to open up and swallow her. Tears were welling up in her eyes. Louisa stopped dancing and told Leon to turn the TV off. 'Now look what you've done,' she admonished him, all serious. 'You've hurt my friend's feelings.'

'Sorry, gorgeous,' he said, not appearing to be. 'Just that she's such an ugly cow. I don't have to sleep with her tonight, do I?'

'Thought you fancied her, Leon?' smirked Louisa. 'Back in the bar you seemed to.'

'No, baby, I don't.'

'Oh. So who do you fancy then?' The brutal little bitch was enjoying herself immensely.

'Think you know that, beautiful, don't you? Not called luscious Louisa for nothing, right?'

The giggling Louisa pouted at Leon, preened around, struck a few provocative poses. 'But honey, luscious Louisa is with Mark ... I mean, you can share me, I suppose ... but only if Mark says it's okay with him.' 

The boys feasted their hungry eyes on this near-naked honey of a girl. They had a brief discussion and agreed that, yes, they wanted her so badly that they were prepared to share. The object of their adoration pondered gleefully for a moment and then, with a little 'what's a girl to do?' shrug of acquiescence, she turned to the hapless Liz. 'You don't mind, Lizzie, do you?' No reply, the poor girl seemed to have lost the power of speech. Her head kind of twitched but it was hard to say if it was a nod or a shake. 

'We'll take that as a yes,' said Louisa, winking at Mark and Leon. 'Hey, aren't you boys a little overdressed?' 

Needing no second invitation, Leon and Mark stripped for action, down to their boxers. They both had large and obvious erections straining in their shorts. Louisa looked at them appreciatively. So did Liz, which was funny. It was just a quick ogle before she looked away, red-faced, but they all noticed. 'It's okay, Lizzie, you can look,' Louisa taunted her. 'Aren't I the lucky girl? Two handsome men all to myself! Imagine the fun I'll be having in bed tonight!' It's clear that Liz was imagining exactly that. Poor girl looked sick with envy. Mark blew her a sardonic kiss. 

'Should we see the boys fully naked?' Louisa mused. They took the cue and removed their shorts, each of them now sat on the sofa wearing nothing but a wolfish grin. Their cocks were sticking up loud and proud. 'Ooo, I do like the view!' Louisa teased, sliding her tongue slowly and ostentatiously around her lips. 'C'mon, baby, you too,' Mark told her, staring meaningfully at the only bit of her mouth-watering flesh still covered. 'Yeah, gorgeous, we wanna see the whole package,' Leon leered, fingering his dick. Louisa pouted prettily and obliged. She slipped her knickers off and stood there goddess-like, flaunting her magnificent body, revelling in the impact it was having on Mark and Leon. Then she turned to Liz with a bitchy smile. 'Lizzie, this is not fair! The men want to see both the ladies naked!' Liz shook her head wildly, utterly mortified at the prospect, but Louisa was merciless. 'Don't you, boys?' she prodded. 'Yeah!' they shouted. They didn't really want to see lardy Liz in all her glory, truth be told. They did, however, want to bed this hot little bitch Louisa and were more than happy to play along with her sadistic game. 'Please, no,' Liz pleaded, starting to sob. Louisa just laughed. 'Sorry, Lizzie, you heard the guys.' Louisa had dropped all pretence, it was crystal-clear that she was choreographing (and relishing) her 'friend's' humiliation. Liz knew this too, she's hating Louisa with a passion right now, but she's too cowed and pathetic to put a stop to things.




Girls' Night Out



Louisa squeezed herself back between Mark and Leon on the sofa. 'Okay, we're ready,' she said, and they made the helpless girl strip for them. Liz tried to get away with just hurriedly disrobing but they force her to put on a little show, lumber around trying to look seductive as she removes her clothes, whilst they sit there watching and cracking up, Mark and Leon sarcastically applauding and wolf-whistling, Louisa giggling uncontrollably. Liz stopped when down to her knickers, hoping and praying they might leave it there. No chance, they made her go all the way. She stepped out of her knickers to squeals of laughter from Louisa and a barrage of jeers and catcalls from the boys. 'Oh yuck,' announced Leon. Then they sat back and roasted her as she stood naked and ridiculous in front of them. 'Gosh, you're a horror show, Liz, aren't you?' Mark sneered, looking her slowly up and down with distaste. Her ample covering was pale and blotchy, such a risible contrast to the honeyed, blemish-free skin with which the lovely Louisa was blessed. He told Liz to nod if she agreed with this assessment and to their considerable amusement she did. 'Least she knows it,' snorted Leon. 

Liz is completely crushed: it's clear that they can say or do whatever they want to this poor girl and she'll just suck it up. Egged on by Louisa's giggling approval, the abuse continued and became ever cruder (especially from Leon). Finally Liz has to apologise to everyone for being so gross, then say a special 'thank you' to Louisa for being such a good friend and agreeing to sleep with two men at the same time. Meanwhile Louisa leisurely toys around with the boys' dicks, one in either hand, making them grunt and groan. 'Mmm, look at these lovely hard cocks, Lizzie,' she taunted. 'Can't wait to feel them inside me. Who should I have first, do you think, Mark or Leon?'

Liz was crying her eyes out. 'Poor cow,' sniggered Leon. 'Should we let her go to bed?'

'Yeah, Louisa,' Mark chipped in. 'That way we don't have to look at her anymore.' 

But Louisa is having too much fun torturing the wretched girl to allow her to creep off to bed and she decides they should watch some TV. She picked up the remote, found a movie, and the three of them started watching from the sofa. Liz remained standing there, quietly sobbing. 'Er, Louisa, there seems to be a moose on the loose,' Mark chuckled, pointing at the offending creature. Louisa looked annoyed as she gazed at Liz. 'For god's sake, moose, sit down!' she snapped, irritably. Liz shuffled back to her chair and they resumed watching TV. As the movie played, Leon and Mark canoodled with Louisa. At first they took turns, however they soon got carried away, kissing and fondling her simultaneously. They knew what they were doing, the boys, and Louisa is purring with pleasure, the cat that got the cream. Liz just kind of squirms in her seat, sniffling, trying not to look. 'You okay over there, moosey?' Louisa mocked, as she's having her breasts tenderly caressed and her nipples licked, one by Leon, the other by Mark. Liz is far from 'okay'. She's too upset to speak. They cruel trio stared at her for a moment, savouring the situation, their power, enjoying the unfortunate girl's palpable distress. 'I wonder if anyone's ever told her what a fucking ugly bitch she is?' joked Leon, and they all laughed. 'Hey, Louisa babe, maybe she could make herself useful,' he continued. 'I need another beer. How about you, Marky?'

'Yeah, beer'd be great.'

'Moosey, couple of nice cold beers for my hunky boys,' Louisa told her imperiously, persecuting the poor girl. 'And I'll have one too. Oh and maybe pick up all these clothes while you're at it, put them away in a drawer or something.' To general hilarity 'moosey' did as she was told. She got up, retrieved the discarded clothes and put them away, then shuffled over to the fridge and got three beers. 'Nice having the moose as a servant, isn't it?' Louisa beamed as Liz delivered the drinks. 'Sure is,' Mark chuckled. 'Anything else you two want?' Louisa asked, to which Mark shook his head. 'Nah, okay for now,' agreed Leon. 'Well just say if you do,' Louisa told them. 'We will, baby, we will,' Leon grinned, slapping Liz on the arse as she turned away. 'Ouch!' giggled Louisa. 

'Actually, maybe a bag of crisps?' Mark piped up, just when the hapless girl had sat down again. Louisa grinned. 'Did you get that, moosey? Go fetch some crisps. Mark's hungry.' It was like she's talking to a dog. An impression reinforced by her next set of instructions, delivered with a truly wicked smile as Liz is returning with the crisps. 'No, moosey, not like that. Hold the packet in your mouth.' Liz did so, almost dying of shame and humiliation. 'Okay, now down on your hands and knees,' Louisa giggled, and she made the abject Liz crawl across the floor on all fours to bring Mark the crisps. 'Why thank you, lardass,' Mark smirked, taking the packet from her mouth, looking down at her. She's beyond pleading and crying by this point, has this dull, defeated expression in her eyes. 'Now get the fuck back there,' he snarled, pointing at the chair. As she crawled off he lazily placed a foot on her arse and kind of helped her on her way. 'Get a move on!' he barked. 'Woo, look at it go!' yelped Leon, as Liz scampered on all fours back towards her chair. Louisa was just about wetting herself. 

Leon announced he needed a pee and went off to the bathroom. Louisa killed the TV when he'd departed, saying she's had enough of the movie and wants to chill for a while, so Mark forgot the crisps and took the opportunity of his friend's absence to have a hot solo smooch with her. His mouth and hands went everywhere and Louisa responded in kind, stroking his cock, squeezing his balls, revving him up something rotten. If he was desperate to fuck this girl before you can hardly imagine (!) how bad he wanted her now. Liz had managed to clamber back into her seat, however she's not long completed this rather cumbersome manoeuvre when there's a sudden new request from her giggling tormentor-in-chief: Louisa wants some crisps too. 

Liz slid back to the floor and actioned the order, didn't even need reminding that she has to crawl, she just did. When she reached the sofa, bag of crisps in mouth, Louisa ignored her whilst she carried on making out with Mark. Eventually she took her hand off his cock (just as well since he was about to explode) and deigned to reach down and take the packet from Liz's mouth. She studied it, displeased. 'Moosey, these are crisps ... Where's my peanuts? ... I did say peanuts, Marky, didn't I?' 

Mark broke off from nibbling Louisa's neck, but carried on gently stroking her pussy (dripping wet now). 'You did, princess, yes. Definitely. Peanuts.'

'You don't listen, moosey, do you?' scolded Louisa. 

'Apologise to the princess!' Mark snarled, glaring menacingly down at Liz, terrorising her. 'I'm sorry, Louisa,' Liz mumbled. 

'To the  princess,  I said.' he corrected her sharply. 

'Ooo, am I a princess?' Louisa giggled, liking the idea. 

'Yeah, baby, you know you are.'

'I'm very sorry, princess,' said Liz, down there on all fours. At which juncture Leon came swaggering back from the bathroom. He looked quizzically at Mark when he saw what was going on. Mark filled him in on developments and Leon cracked up. 'Fucking silly cow,' he sneered. 'Can't tell crisps from nuts. Fuck me.'

'Still, she has just said sorry to the princess,' Mark said, winking at him. 

'Has she now?' Leon made as if to kick Liz and she cowered away. He smirked and sat down. 'And is the princess cool with that?' he wondered, grinning suggestively at Louisa. The 'princess' placed a finger on her chin and took her sweet time to think about it. 'Hmm, well I'm not sure,' she mused, evil smile playing on her lips. 'Maybe if she proves that she's really really sorry? ... You know, asks the princess properly for forgiveness?'

The boys grinned at each other. 'Good idea,' Mark pronounced, and Liz has to kneel before Louisa and beg to be forgiven for bringing her crisps instead of peanuts. 'Okay, now let's see the ugly moose worship the beautiful princess,' commanded Mark. 'Grovel to her. Down on your belly and kiss her feet. Tell Princess Louisa how clever and kind and gorgeous and sexy she is.' 

Louisa's in seventh heaven, being 'worshipped' by the prostrate Liz whilst enjoying the physical attentions of the boys on either side of her, one of them kissing her breasts, the other expertly fingering her pussy. After a while she stood up and rested one foot on the table. 'Lick my toes, moosey,' she drawled, pointing at her raised foot, and poor Liz obeyed. 'Wonder if she'd rather be licking something else,' Louisa joked, her gaze settling with obvious relish on a pair of throbbing, granite-hard cocks. 'Ooo, Liz, look! I think these horny boys are ready to make love to me now. Suppose I ought to let them drag me off to bed.' Amen to that, thought the boys. Louisa looked down at Liz and succumbed to a fit of the giggles. 'Bet you're wishing you were me, Lizzie, aren't you?' 

Poor Lizzie, busily sucking away at Louisa's toes, isn't really in a position to answer this. Still, it's not actually a question, is it?



Girl's Night Out



"So what should I wear tonight?" my wife asked as she was getting ready for a rare girl's night out.

"How about your short skirt and boots?" 

"You want your wife wearing that out?"

"Of course. You look hot. You know I want you to get hit on. And who knows what else..."

"Ha, you joke about that, but I don't think you could handle it."

"Try me and see, I want you to do whatever you want." Knowing she would never really do anything.

"I might just make you regret that." She says wickedly as she puts the finishing touches on her makeup.

After she finishes getting ready, I kiss her goodbye as I settle in for a relaxing night at home.

A few hours later I get a text from my wife. "So some guy is totally hitting on me."

"Yeah?"

"He's pretty fucking hot. He wants me to dance with him."

"Go for it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm hard just thinking about it."

"Mmm, ok, but remember, you asked for this. Btw, he's black ;)"

At home my mind is racing, I can't believe she just said that. Is she just messing with me? She knows all the right buttons to press. But I hope it's real. I'm imagining all the things that could be happening now. How are they dancing? Where is he touching her? Where is she touching him? It takes all my self control not to jerk off right there.

Twenty minutes later I get another text.

"Omg, I'm such a slut. He had his hands all over me. He almost got me off on the dance floor. I felt his big black cock too."

"Really? That's fucking hot. Good girl : )"

"Ha, I'm not a good girl anymore, he wants me to go home with him."

"Wow, well you can if you want."

"Ha, I didn't ask for your permission. I'm doing whatever I want remember? ;) Expect me home late..."

Again I'm stunned, I can't believe she just sent me that. I sheepishly reply "Have fun" Part of me still thinks she's just teasing me and will be in the door any second. But deep down I want it to be real. I want her to get her first taste of black cock.

Thirty minutes later my phone beeps again. No message this time, just a picture of my wife sitting on the edge of a bed, winking at the camera. It's real, she really went home with someone. My mind is racing. I'm excited, horny and jealous all at the same time. 

Two minutes later another text comes through. This time it's my wife's face. She's looking up at the camera and sucking on a huge black cock with her hand wrapped around it, showing off her wedding ring at the same time. This time the picture has a message with it.

"Your wife is one hot little slut, I'm gonna enjoy fucking her."

Ten minutes later another text. My wife is naked now, lying on the bed in ecstasy, his cock is buried to the hilt, her pussy stretched out around it. The message reads "A perfect fit, she's all mine now."

An hour later, I hear keys at the door. My wife comes in looking disheveled and well fucked, but still hot as hell.

"Well I did it, and it was amazing. I've never been fucked like that." she says triumphantly.

"I can't believe you really did it." I stammer.

"Well I can tell you're excited, look at your cock. Now come here and kiss me."

I start kissing her passionately. "Can you taste his cock on my breath? You realize things won't be the same anymore right?"

"Yes, but I love you, you're amazing. I just want to worship your body."

"Mmm, well come here and show me. Get on your knees and kiss my boots."

I scramble down to my knees to kiss my beautiful wife's boots.

"You know you're my little cuckold now right?"

"Yes ma'am." I say as I'm worshiping her boots with my mouth.

"Good, now lie down so you can lick my slutty pussy. I want to tell you about my night."

I lie down and she sits on my face, grinding into me as I lick furiously, eager to please my hotwife.

"Oh, that feels good babe, you've always been a good pussy licker. He fucked me so hard tonight. And he was so controlling. He just took what he wanted. I told him I was married but he didn't care, he relished in it."

I continue eating out her well fucked pussy as she starts to scream in orgasm.

"Oh god, fuck yes, this is amazing. Lick where his cock has been!"

As her orgasm subsides I continue to tenderly lick her as she tells me "You know, things have changed now. You're my little cuckold, and I'm going to fuck whoever I want. And now that I've had a black cock, I don't think your little cock is ever going to be enough for me."

I moan in approval

"Good, I can tell you like your new position, you're hard as a rock. Start stroking yourself for me."

I begin stroking myself, knowing I won't last very long. As I do my wife's phone beeps.

"Ah, look who it is!" she says excitedly as she reads me the text. "So when am I going to fuck you again? Next time I want it to be in front of your husband."

"What do you want me to say, hmm? I can tell you're close to coming." she says as she types out a reply. 

"I already miss your big black cock, I want to be your little slut again. My place Friday?"

"Shall I send it? Cum for me right now and I'll send it."

With that I erupt, cuming all over myself.

"Good boy, this is going to be fun. Now go clean yourself up."

As I go to the bathroom, another text comes in "Perfect, I'll see you then, and tell your husband he's not allowed to fuck you until then."

"Yes sir." she replies with a devilish grin. Thinking of all the ways she's going to tease me until then.

That night I rubbed her back until she feel asleep, still in awe from what happened, but more in love with my wife than ever. Little did I know the pandora's box I had just unleashed.

Monday night I got home late from work and found my wife sitting on the bed with her laptop, slowly playing with herself. "Hey honey, what are you doing? Need a hand, or a cock perhaps?" I asked confidently.

She smirked at me. "No, I won't be needing your cock for a while I imagine. You can use your tongue though. Come over and eat me out while I finish shopping."

"Yes ma'am, what are you shopping for?" I asked as I got into position.

"James texted me again, he wants me wearing something sexy for Friday night. I figured new man, new lingerie, so I'm shopping for a corset, stockings, and garter belt. You're paying though of course." she said with a chuckle.

I couldn't believe how quickly my wife had taken to this new role. So controlling and domineering towards me, while simultaneously so submissive to him. I should have been worried, but I was too turned on to care. All I wanted to do was please my beautiful wife.

I eagerly licked my wife's recently fucked pussy, as she continued to tease me.

"Oh, these are nice. I'll look great bent over the bed taking his dick in these. I'm sure he'll love them!"

My wife was moaning louder now, I could tell she was getting close to cuming.

"Hmm, I'm not sure what size to get though. I want the perfect fit. I better go to the store in person. And I think I'll take you with me. You want to help pick out what I'm going to get fucked in?"

I moaned in approval

"Mmm good, I'm about to cum. Start stroking yourself, but you're not allowed to get off unless I give you permission. Understand?"

"Yes." I managed to say.

She grabbed my hair, pulled my head up and stared menacingly at me. "Yes what?"

"Uh, yes mistress!"

"Good boy, you're a fast learner." she said as she shoved my head back between her legs.

She climaxed and laid back on the bed writhing in her afterglow. I was standing there with my dick still in my hand.

"Mistress, may I cum?"

"Good slaves don't ask for release, they wait until it is granted to them. No I don't think I'm going to let you cum tonight. I want you to stay horny until Friday. I wouldn't want you cuming and changing you mind."

"Until Friday? I'll never make it!"

"You better, or there will be consequences, understand?"

"Yes mistress," I sheepishly responded.

I couldn't fall asleep that night. I'd never been left on the edge like that before. I was so turned on. My loving wife had turned sadistic slut almost overnight. I couldn't wait to find out what else she had in store. But my mind got the best of me. At 2am I had to sneak into the bathroom and finish myself off, there was no other way to get to sleep. She'd never know.

I got up early the next morning for a meeting and headed to work. My phone beeped with a text during the meeting, I knew it was my wife but I didn't dare check it then. After the meeting I ran into a bathroom stall to see what she had sent me. I was starting to get aroused as I took out my phone, but I went limp when I read the message. "You're in trouble, we need to talk."

I quickly texted back "Sorry, I was in a meeting, what's wrong honey?"

"Don't honey me, you know exactly what you did, I found your little cum tissue this morning."

Shit! I should have flushed it. I didn't want to make any noise so I just threw it out. She couldn't really be mad though, it must just be another game.

"I'm sorry mistress, it won't happen again."

"You're damn right it won't, and I'm going to make sure of it. I wanted to go shopping today, but I need to deal with you first. Be home at 5pm sharp."

What could she mean, where was she going with this. My mind wandered all day. I was scared and excited at the same time. I couldn't concentrate on my work so I just bided my time until I was to be home.

I walked in the door and my wife was standing there in her work suit, stilettos and holding a riding crop. I had no idea where she got that. She must have stopped off before coming home.

"Strip and get on your knees, now!"

I quickly scrambled to get my clothes off and got to my knees.

"You came without permission, and now you're going to pay for it. How many times did you stroke it to get yourself off?"

"Uh, not many mistress, I was so excited I got off quickly, maybe 20-30."

"That's it, you came that fast? Now you see why I need a real man to fuck me. Very well, your ass will taste my crop 30 times. Go bend over the bed."

I hesitated.

"Don't make this worse for yourself. Bend over now, and count them off!"

I did as I was told. She started off slow, but by the twenties she was swinging hard, leaving red raised welts each time.

When she was finished she ran her hand over my reddened, soon to be black and blue ass. 

"Mmm, I love leaving my mark on you. I hope you remember this next time you think about disobeying me. Now sit on the bed and put these on behind your back. I'm going to go get some ice." she said as she handed me a pair of handcuffs. Another new purchase, I wonder what else she had bought. At least she was getting some ice for my sore ass.

She came back a few minutes later with a bag of ice, a blindfold and a mysterious box. She blind folded me and put the ice pack under my ass. It felt good, but it was also right under my balls. I was shriveling up.

"You disobeyed me, and I've punished you. But I also want to make sure this never happens again, and I don't think your willpower is strong enough. But I want to help you, do you want my help slave?"

"Yes mistress, please help me obey." I said trying to guess what she wanted to hear.

"Good, there are going to be some new rules around here, and this will help quite a bit. Now don't move."

I felt her start to manipulate my balls and dick. It would normally have felt good, but I was practically numb from the ice by now, there was no way I could get aroused. I had no idea what she was trying to do down there. Finally I heard a sharp 'click'. The click of a lock it would turn out.

She pulled the blindfold off and I saw my limp dick, encased in clear hard plastic with a ring around my balls, all locked into place with a little padlock.

"Ta da! It's your new cock cage. It's going to prevent you from cuming or even touching yourself without my permission. I just love it on you! And it's such a perfect fit." she said as she slipped the tiny key around her neck.

"I, uh, how long am I supposed to wear this?" I asked, still in shock

"As long as I want you to of course. I don't have any use for your dick right now, and since it only exists for my pleasure there is no reason to leave it unlocked. Don't you agree?" she smirked.

"I don't know if I can do this, how will I pee?"

"Oh, but you don't have any choice, your dick is mine now. And you'll just have to pee sitting down from now on. But I'll make you a deal. if you're a good boy and don't disobey me again, I'll unlock you on Friday after James leaves and fuck you like you've never been fucked before. Deal?"

"Yes, I'll be good, thank you mistress." 

Finally I would get to fuck her again, I could endure this device for a few days for that.

"Good boy, now come here and eat me out. Locking your dick up has got me dripping wet."

I ate her to a screaming orgasm, all the while my dick straining against it's cage. It would try to get hard, but it was too painful and would then subside. I got little to no sleep that night, but I didn't dare try to get myself off. I couldn't even if I wanted to.

The next day at work my wife texted me during lunch. "Meet me after work, we're going shopping for my new outfit. Don't be late."

I arrived at the store early and hung out outside waiting for my wife. Thankfully she arrived quickly as I felt uncomfortable standing there outside a lingerie store with my dick in a cage.

We walked inside and my wife addressed the young sales girl.

"Hi, I saw your leather corset online but I wasn't sure what size to get. I have a hot date with my boyfriend on Friday and I want the perfect fit." she said as she smiled at me.

"Well, right this way, you're a lucky man." 

My wife quickly interrupted the sales girl.

"No no, this is my husband, he's only here to pay."

The sales girl turned bright red and let out a little giggle. I was humiliated, but at the same time aroused by my wife's words. Well as much as I could be in my cage. She had clearly planned this.

I waited outside the dressing room while my wife tried on the corset the girl had brought her.

"This fits great, James is going to love fucking me in this, and you're going to love watching." she called through the thin partition. The sales girl looked at me in disbelief.

Finally my wife emerged. "This is perfect, in fact I'm going to wear it out. Pay the girl won't you dear?" She said as she grabbed my caged cock through my pants.

I paid the bill and quickly followed her out.

When we arrived home I could tell my wife was feeling playful. "Come here and kiss your mistress."

We kissed passionately as she rubbed my caged cock through my pants.

"Mmm, that was so much fun. I couldn't believe that girls face. I love having you locked up like this. How do you like my new outfit? I know James will love fucking me in it. Oh god, I'm so fucking horny right now, I wish I had a dick to fuck." As she said that she unfastened my pants and pulled them down.

"Ha, look at your little dick straining against its cage." She got down on her knees in front of me.

"Your wife is all ready to fuck and you can't do a thing about it." As she said that she took my cock cage into her mouth and mocked giving me a blowjob. I could feel her hot breath on my dick, but nothing more.

She then stood up, grabbed my caged dick and lead me over to the bed.

"Get up and lay on the bed, I need to get off, and it looks like your tongue is the only tool you have to help me." With that she climbed on top and sat on my face. She was dripping wet.

As I ate her out she continued to play with my cage, teasing me mercilessly. Finally after her forth orgasm she got up and left me there, my cock still twitching, trying futilely to get hard.

Later she came back to bed and ordered me to rub her back until she feel asleep. I got very little sleep that night. 

Thursday was a busy day at work, punctuated with texts from my wife telling me how much she couldn't wait to have James's big black cock in her again tomorrow. 

I got home late and she was nowhere to be found. Instead there was a note on the counter.

"I'm at the salon, slave. I need you to take care of a few things for me. I need the house cleaned for tomorrow night. Clean the kitchen and bathroom. Vacuum the carpet. Wash all the sheets on the bed, and tidy up the bedroom. I want this place immaculate for tomorrow."

Normally I would be annoyed if she left me a list of chores, but with my dick locked up it was a strange turn on. I felt so submissive to her, I would do anything she wanted. I got to work straight away. What were normally mindless tasks had suddenly turned into part of our sex game.

I was just finishing re-making the bed when she walked in the door. She looked beautiful, hair done, and her nails were painted a dark blue. I was transfixed. She walked around and inspected the place.

"Very good dear, I'm really starting to like having your dick locked up. In fact I want to see it again right now. Strip for me."

I quickly took my clothes off for her.

She walked over, took my cage in her hand and inspected it, running her lacquered fingers all over it. 

"Mmm, tomorrow is the big night, are you ready to see your wife get impaled by some big black cock?"

"Yes mistress, I've been thinking about it all week."

"Good boy, and remember, if you behave for me I'm going to fuck you after."

"Yes, ma'am, I can't wait."

"Good, now come here and show me how much you worship my body. I have a little game to play. I want you to follow my blue fingers with your mouth and tongue. Wherever my fingers go your mouth goes. And put your hands behind your back."

She laid down on the bed, and I got on my knees in front of her. She started at her feet. I followed her fingers, kissed her toes and sucked them into my mouth. She slowly trailed her fingers up her foot. I followed them, mesmerized. She kept going, up her ankle, her calf, her knee. I followed, kissing, sucking and licking. She trailed towards the inside of her thigh, but it was only a tease. She turned and went up her hip, then her side, her breast, to her collarbone. All the while I followed on my knees, supported only by my mouth on her body. She continued up her neck and to her ear. Then she brushed her fingers across her mouth. We kissed but only for a brief moment. With one hand she grabbed my hair roughly and shoved my head down between her legs. With the other hand she spread her pussy for me and I dove in, worshiping her with my mouth. She grinded herself against me as I licked furiously. All the while she screamed about how she's going to get fucked the next night. Finally she collapsed in exhaustion and went to sleep. I cuddled up next to her wondering what tomorrow would bring.

Finally Friday was here. I could barely make it through work. If I wasn't locked up I would have had to go to the bathroom and jerk off all day. When I get home my wife is already showered and getting ready. I go to kiss her and she pulls away.

"I don't think so, you'll ruin my makeup. Besides, this is all for James. Now go fetch me my shoes."

I go and grab her shoes as she sits on the edge of the bed. I slip them on her one at a time. Knelling in front of her just feels natural now.

She puts on her finishing touches just as the doorbell rings.

"Be a dear and go see who that is." she says with a laugh.

Nervously I run down stairs and open the door. Standing there is an imposing. 6'4" black man. He's well dressed, but intimidating.

"Hey there buddy, I hear you've got a wife who needs to be properly fucked." he says as he steps inside.

"Ah, she'll be right down." I reply.

My wife comes down the stairs looking amazing in her corset, garters, and stilettos. She glides over to her lover and gives him a passionate kiss.

"Oh god I've missed you, I need you to fuck me so badly."




Girl's Night Out



"Honey be a dear and fetch us some drinks while we get reacquainted will you?"

I run to the kitchen grab a few beers and hurry back, I don't want to miss any of the show.

When I get back she's sitting in his lap kissing him while his massive hands are running up the inside of her thighs.

He breaks the kiss and asks "So did you do as I told you, no fucking your husband?"

"Of course Sir! In fact I did one better. Slave, strip for me and show James what I've done."

I hesitate. 

"I said strip now!"

I take off my clothes and suddenly my caged cock is on display.

"Well goddamn, will you look at that? All locked up tight. I'm impressed, how long has he been like that?"

"Since Tuesday, I don't want him even getting hard without permission. My pussy is only for your cock now Sir."

"Good girl, well I can't wait any longer. Time to show your husband how a real man fucks."

They stand up, she takes his hand and leads him to the bedroom. I follow behind, naked but for my cage.

She starts by undressing him. Tending to him like a slave girl. That's what his cock has turned her into. She unbuckles his belt, removes his pants, and his black cock springs to life.

It's huge, I can't believe it will even fit in her. My wife gets on her knees and starts to lick it up and down. I'm standing, watching, my cock trying to break free, but it's impossible.

He grabs her by her hair, stands her up and practically throws her on the bed.

She's sitting on the edge and he's standing over her.

"Well cuckold, are you ready to see your wife fucked for real?" he asks.

"Uh, yes, uh Sir." I managed to reply.

"Good, come over and hold your wife's legs open for me. I want you to watch as she becomes as slave for my black cock"

My wife moans in agreement.

I come over and hold her legs. "Please fuck me, I can't take it anymore, I need your dick inside me again Sir." she begs.

James rubs his dick slowly up and down her slit. I watch, mesmerized. Then he forcefully thrusts into her with one motion.

She cries out in ecstasy, as James shoves me to the side. I go sit in the corner and watch as he pounds my wife's pussy.

She's crying out incoherently now. She wraps her legs around him as he picks her up, fucking her in midair, then against the wall, finally throwing her back on the bed.

"Are you my slut?"

"Yes master!" she replies

"Will you take my dick whenever I please?" he continues pounding her.

"Yes, your dick is the only one I want!"

"Good, you're mine now, understand?"

"Yes, I'm all yours, please cum in me! I need it!"

With that he grabs her throat, pinning her down as he fucks her even harder, grunting as he explodes, painting her insides with his cum. When she feels it, she erupts into her own orgasm, bucking violently on the bed, still held down by her neck.

Finally it subsides, he pulls out and leaves her in her afterglow on the bed.

After she comes to, another wicked look appears on her face.

"Get over here and clean my pussy, bitch! I want you see for yourself what he's done to me, and taste a real man's cum."

I'm shocked, but by this point I'm so turned on I'd do anything she asks. I rush over, climb on the bed and start licking her gaping pussy. I can't believe how stretched out it is, I realize that even if I could fuck her now she'd barely feel it.

"Lay down." she orders, "I want to ride your face again."

I roll over and she mounts my face, grinding against me. I can taste her, mixed with a new taste, which I know is her lovers cum. I eagerly suck at her pussy.

"That's right, taste his cum. Taste the cum of the man who owns your wife's pussy."

I can't see, but James is watching, smiling to himself.

"Ugh, keep licking! Feel it slide out of my pussy and into your mouth. Don't you dare spill a drop."

I keep licking, and I can feel her close to orgasm. She bucks against my face, her body clenching, her pussy tightening and forcing the last of his cum down my throat.

"Fuck, that was amazing. You've been a good boy.It's time for your reward. Stand up and face the bed."

I stand up and face the corner of the bed. She takes my hands, bending me over and locks my hands to a set of cuffs attached to the corner of the bed. Then she takes the key from around her neck, leans over and unlocks my dick. 

It's finally free, and springs to life, but I still can't touch it.

"Don't you move an inch, I'm going to go kiss James goodbye, and then you'll get your reward."

"Yes ma'am."

I hear her walk him to the door. They whisper to each other, kiss, and then he leaves.

My wife walks back into the room and I can hear her open a drawer and rummage around for something.

"So, are you ready to get fucked like you've never been fucked before?" she asks with a laugh.

A moment later she steps into my view. She's wearing a strapon with a black silicone dildo sticking out.

My eyes go wide, and I'm speechless.

"You didn't think you were going to get to fuck me did you? Did you forget that I only fuck black cock now? No, if you want to cum tonight, it's going to be with my dildo up your ass. Of course I can always lock you back up until you change your mind. So what will it be?"

"Ugh, please mistress, fuck my ass and make me cum. Make me your bitch."

"Ha, you already are my bitch, this will just be the next step. And don't worry, I bought a smaller dildo to start, it's no bigger than your own dick. It will take a while to train your ass to take more."

With that she began to rub the tip of her dildo against my asshole. She entered me slowly at first, letting my body acclimate to the intruder.

"Arch your back, stick your ass out for me!"

I did as I was told.

"Good boy, I have a feeling you're going to like this."

She started fucking me slowly, only using part of the dildo. Gradually she started fucking me deeper and harder.

The feeling was amazing. I was filled up, and felt like I was ready to explode.

"Remember, don't you dare cum without permission!" she said as she reached around and started stroking my dick.

I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Please mistress, may I cum?"

"Tell me you're my cuckold bitch, and tell me how much you love it."

"Ugh, I love you being your bitch. I want you to fuck whoever you want. I don't deserve to fuck you. You deserve big black cock."

"Good, what else?"

"I want you to own my dick, ugh, and I want to clean your pussy every time you get fucked."

"Good boy, you may cum now."

I exploded, with 4 days of built up cum, with her dildo in my ass, and her hand around my dick.

"Tsk, such a mess you made. Next time I might make you lick it up. For now just clean it up and come to bed."

I cleaned up my mess and joined her in bed. We feel asleep in each others arms.

The next morning I woke up early, she was still sleeping, exhausted from her fucking last night.

I snuck downstairs and made her favorite, an omelet and pancakes, and brought it to her in bed.

"Oh, perfect, this is just what I need after last night. Thanks honey." She said lovingly.

"No problem, you deserve it, this week was amazing. I love you so much."

"Mmm, I love you too, and I'm really liking this new arrangement." She said with a wicked smirk. "But if this week was too much for you, we can just go back to our vanilla sex life." a coy pout on her face now.

"This week was so amazing, I don't know if I could ever go back."

"Good, I'm glad you agree, I really am getting addicted to James's black cock. But I need you to prove your commitment to me."

"Anything."

"Go put this back on." She said with another grin, and handed me my cock cage and lock.

I turned it over in my hands. How long would I be locked up for this time? I love cuming, but the feeling of submission I had wearing it was amazing too. Ultimately I knew this was what I wanted. I want to be my wife's slave while she fucks other men.

I ran to the bathroom and put it on. It took awhile because I was so aroused, no wonder she had to use the ice the first time.

Finally I came back to the bedroom, all locked up tight.

"Good boy, this is going to be the beginning of something amazing, I can feel it. Now kiss your mistress."

I leaned in to kiss her, the feeling again present of my cock straining against its cage.

I noticed my key wasn't hanging around her neck anymore. In its place were the faint bruises of where James's hand had been.

"So where are you keeping my key now?" I said playfully.

"Your key? Ha, It's my key remember? And I gave it to James before he left. Seems he now owns your dick along with my pussy."

"You gave him the key?"

"Mmm hmm, he insisted. I might be your mistress, but I'm his slave. If you want to get out you'll need to call him personally and beg him to come over and fuck me."



Girls Night Out



I smile at the bartender as I pass her my credit card to start my tab. It was one of those days today, and I just needed to get out of the house and be some place where I wouldn't know anyone. I close my eyes as I take a pull from my beer, the cold rye taste filling my mouth as I savor the cold hoppy flavor. Relishing in the release and riding the wave to finally relax after the day's events. I set the pint down, looking around to take inventory of the bar. 

Dim lighting, a nice crisp contemporary feel to it. There is a stage for bands on the weekends, and a large enough dance area that is away from all of the seating. A pleasant contrast for those who want to live it up and those enjoying the music and atmosphere. It is starting to fill up as I finish my review of the bar. I can hear you and your friends coming in, loud and excited for a night out. I absently look up at the muted TV's, watching nothing as I take another long drink. 

Your perfume hits me first, followed by the breeze of your body eagerly rushing up to the open bar space next to me. The smell of hops quickly turns to overpowering femininity. I can't even stop myself as I breathe your perfume in, feeling the fragrance flood my nose and take over every thought. I am smiling at you before I realize what is happening. You catch my gaze, smiling back as your friends are caught up in the conversation. Trying to hide your wedding ring as you savor the look of lust in my eyes, remembering that look, and knowing I am nothing but trouble tonight. Your tight little black dress and heels only fueling my lust.

Your drinks arrive and you join your friends off for your ladies night out. The place fills up between round 1 and 2. You return to the bar to get the 3rd round. Finding yourself standing next to me again, making small talk while you wait for the bartender to fill the order. Our bodies closer together as the bar is more crowded, my eyes on your body, as we press against each other.

By the 4th round I am helping your close friend carry drinks back to the table, and being introduced. Telling your friends that I wanted to dance with you. I managed to find out how long it has been since your whole group went out like this, dressed to kill with no one to hold you back, and convinced her that you looked like you need a dance. Before you can finish saying "no" we are ushered out onto the floor, already crowded by college kids and some a little older.

I give you a sheepish grin, my hand downing yours as we melt into the crowd. My eyes drifting down your body, taking in the sight of your little black dress. Letting you watch me look at you before we start dancing along to the music as more recent upbeat pop songs, our bodies getting closer each song, and trying to make more small talk between songs. I shake my head with a smile, as we realize there is no way to hear each other and we should just enjoy the dance. The alcohol flowing in our system making it easy to let loose and be a little goofy, showing off some of our choice dance moves during the songs we know. 

The music changes to Dubstep, the base thumping louder than the other songs, and I smile at your confused look. I spin you around, your back to my chest as I pull you in close before you can react. My hands on your hips, as we grind in beat with the music. I keep my back to your friends, knowing we are partially hidden. My warm breath against your neck, as my fingers squeeze your hips. The scent of my cologne washing over you, the feel of my strong hands on you, and the feel of my body against yours becoming your only thoughts. You close your eyes to enjoy the feeling of my body against yours. Feeling my lust starting to grow against your tight dress, my hand sliding up your tummy, gliding over your firm breast, and gently squeezing your neck as I lean your head back over my shoulder. 

"I know you need this," I whisper in your ear as the song reaches a quieter moment. The fingers on your neck squeezing in a tease before I slide back down to your hips. Feeling my fingers press into you more urgently, my hot breath on your neck, my lust washing over you. You almost shudder at the thought of my words and my strong fingers. Knowing it is one of your naughty little fantasies you keep hidden in the closet, your favorite toy being a random guy that needs to have his way with you. The thought of your favorite fantasy taking you back to yesterday afternoon as you feel yourself getting wet at the memory and the feel of me against you.

"You want this don't you," I groan in your ear, bringing you back to reality. Barely loud enough over the music. Not sure of what I said until my fingers start to move down past your hips. Your hand urgently on my wrist, trying to keep me from going where I shouldn't. Blushing in shame as my fingertips find out that tonight is one of the few nights you have gone out without any panties under your little black dress. You look at me embarrassed, my fingers on your little clit as I grind them back and forth. You try to tell me why we can't do this as I kiss you, my fingers pushing between your wet swollen lips and sinking into you. Your fingernails digging into my arm as I fill you right on the dance floor.

My free hand sliding around your tummy, your fingers locked together with mine. My other hand slowly pumping your dripping little pussy, in beat with the music as I grind against you. My teeth gently biting your neck as you catch people looking at you, realizing my fingers are sliding in and out in unison with my hard member against your ass. My thumb on your clit as you start to feel your cares wash away, the song getting louder as you grind against my fingers, your nails digging in deep as you are about to...

...I pull back, your body suddenly floating out in space, empty and a little cold. On the verge of not caring about anything as you look back at me. Your hand in mine, as I pull you from the dance floor. Not even noticing the looks people are giving you when they see how flushed you are. You start to regain your senses when we are out back behind the bar. 

A tangled alleyway between other businesses and second story apartments. I press you up against the brick wall of the bar before you realize what is about to happen. You try to tell me you are married that you really can't do this, but your explanation gets cut off somewhere between your virtue and my strong hand under your dress again. My fingers between your legs, grinding against your clit as you look at me pleadingly; letting a small moan escape your lips. I step up closer to you, the heat and strength of my body against yours as you feel two fingers sliding back into you.

My free hand tangled in your hair, pulling it back as I make you look up at me. Trapped between my arms and the wall as my fingers grind faster inside of you. "What kind of man lets his wife out in a little black dress and no panties?" You gasp a response, the orgasm from before approaching.

"He doesn't know does he?" I ask, pulling your hair back more as you start to slip away into your approaching orgasm. Making you look up at me as I pinch your clit between my soaked fingers. Your shame and embarrassment covering your face when I ask you. My cologne filling your nose again as I lean into you, my deep voice in your ear, and my fingers pressing deeper inside your dripping pussy. Fingering you in and out, your wetness practically echoing off the walls of the ally as you start to lose control. "He doesn't know what a little slut you really are." I tell you. My fingers pushing deep into you, as you realize it wasn't a question, it was a statement. Your orgasm washing over you as your pussy clamps down on a stranger's fingers, realizing it was the truth tonight.

Your legs shaky as you come down from your orgasm. Catching your breath before you realize I am telling you to show me what a little slut you really are. Finding yourself on your knees in front of a thick hard cock, realizing it is the first you have seen since you were married as it slowly pushes into your mouth. The alcohol and orgasm making it hard to focus on what it right, as my hard cock fills your mouth. I groan out, as your hand comes up to touch my throbbing shaft, hearing my lust filled approval as I take a hold of your hair. 

Sliding out so you can suck on just the tip, your little fingers squeezing the base. You feel my fingers tighten in your hair, pulling your head back to look up at me. "Show me how much my little slut can take" I tell you, looking down at you as I push my cock into your mouth. Farther and farther, well past the point you have taken your husband's. Your eyes bulging at how brazen I am, feeling another man's cock pulse and throb on your tongue and in your throat. Gaging a bit, your hands on my bare legs, urgent for a breath as I pull out. Savoring your gasp as you look down at how wet you made my hard cock. 

"Such a good little slut" I smile down at you with approval. You know you aren't, this is just a drunken mistake. A mistake that will be done as soon as I cum for you. Not so bad, just fingering and a mouthful of cum for a brush against your darkest fantasy. Your thoughts interrupted as I slide back in, filling your hungry mouth. Your tongue and lips working against my cock, trying to make me cum. Feeling me fill you again, gaging as you need to breathe. It is so deep, pulsing. You need to breathe. Looking up at me questioningly, your hands against my legs, tapping like before.

You just see me smirk. Telling you how good of a slut you are. You realize it isn't a quick blow job for me. Gasping as you keep looking at me, catching your breath. My fingers in your hair pulling your head back. Understanding that I want more, feeling the strength in my arms and my cock as I start to slide deep in and out of your mouth, knowing I won't stop until I turn you into a slut. Disbelief as I pull you to your feet, pressing you against the wall.

"My friends..." you try to tell me. I chuckle, my body pressing against yours, pinning you against the wall. 

"Oh, I think your friends know what you are up to, especially in this little black dress" I tell you, my fingers toying with the hem of the dress. I turn you around, bending you over up against the wall, your forearms crossed as you rest your head against it. Trying to look back at me. Watching me grab the base of my hard cock, grinding it up and down against your swollen dripping lips. Closing your eyes at the feeling, savoring it, knowing it has been longer than you thought since you felt it.

"Do you have a condom, we are tri...." You groan out, feeling the head of my cock teasing your lips, playing at your entrance before pushing into you. Not slow, but urgently and fast. Stretching you around my cock as I fill you completely, throbbing deep inside of you. I pull out slowly, enjoying the sight of my hard soaked cock before I push back in. 

Struggling to hold onto reason, as you feel my strong fingers lifting your leg up, pushing even deeper inside of you. Taking your married pussy faster as I pull your hair back, making you groan out as I pin you up against the wall. "This is what you needed tonight isn't it?" Our bodies slapping together faster, my fingers squeezing your leg as I pull you back onto my hard cock.

"You needed to get fucked like a little slut didn't you" I moan out, pulling your hair back harder as you admit to me what you really need. Feeling me slide in and out again and again. Letting your leg down, making you spread it wide as I take you from behind. My hand spanking your bare ass as your dress is pushed up over your hips, your full tits almost falling out with each deep thrust. Knowing what I told you was true, as you grind back against my thrusts as your orgasm builds

Letting go of your hair, my fingers on your neck again. Squeezing around your throat, not too hard, but firmly. Pushing as deep into you as I can and stopping. Catching your breath as you feel full with me all the way in you. "Fuck..." I gasp, catching my breath. You look at me out of the corner of your eye, knowing I am not in control any more as I slide out slowly, that I am driven by pure lust. Feeling me push into you hard and deep. My fingers on your clit, rubbing and pinching it. Pulling it as I fill you with my thick cock. Your moans and pants matching mine.

Your need to release. Need to cum all over a strangers cock and show him what a slut you are as he pounds you from behind. So close...

"I am going to breed you."

"Please," you respond. On the verge of losing control when you realize what you just begged me to do to your fertile married pussy. The sound of our fucking echoing off the walls of the ally. Time standing still for a moment. My body tensing up against yours, struggling to breathe as you know I am right where you are. I should pull out, but you know you need to feel me inside you.

Everything comes crashing down as I try to hold you up, your orgasm taking over every nerve in your body. My cock throbbing deep inside of you as I fill you completely. Wave after wave of thick hot cum pumping deep inside your tight little pussy as you hold me in deep. Pushing against you, or orgasms subsiding as I catch my breath. My hot wet seed deep inside of you, before I pull out slowly.

Your face flushed as you look back at me. Still trying to comprehend how far things went, your pussy throbbing and feeling empty without me. Feeling my hot cum leaking down your legs slowly. Your dress still bunched up around your hips, your new heels making you look like a freshly fucked slut.

"I would get the morning after pill first thing in the morning babe." I tell you as I zip up, making sure I am cleaned off as I watch you trying to come down from your orgasm. Walking back over to you as you watch me. "Although," I start as I lean against the wall. My fingers scooping up my cum from your leg and pushing them back into your sore little pussy. "If you come by for a drink next week, I will know you just need to be turned into my pregnant little cum slut"

Watching me walk away, knowing that you can't do what I want. Only to find yourself struggling to admit to yourself that you don't want that too...



Girls Night Out



It is raining, she hadn't noticed how hard before, but she had been distracted. It had been all she could do to keep her face and hair covered as she ran out of the bar and to her car. A quick glance at the rear view told her that all was well, a little wiping here, a little smudging there - and she was a renewed goddess. She smiled her red lipped smile, batted her eyelashes - and adjusted the mirror just in time to avoid being blinded by the car beside hers backing out. That nice man that had offered her a walk to her car under his umbrella, surely so he could get one more glance at her body. She looked good tonight and she knew it...

The early evening had been the end of the rituals of daily life; rides to daycare, rides to baseball practice, dinner for the family at home hurried by her need to get a little "me" time this particular evening with the girls. She served little smiles, a neat and tidy dinner, kissed the man of the house on the cheek as she made promises about "early night - but don't wait up," as she'd walked out the door. Her husband had smiled and waved her on, sympathetic eyes urging her to "get out while you can," as the door slammed shut behind her. She hadn't spent as much time as a young woman would have getting ready to go out, but that was only because she wasn't a young girl anymore. Fanciful debates about "what looked best," were long in here past, and though she still considered herself a shopping girl, there were fewer "evening" outfits in her wardrobe, and certainly more mommy appropriate attire. This particular evening, while efficient, she'd managed to shave her legs (and everything else), get her hair and makeup in place in the 13 minutes she had to do so. When the subject of attire appeared, she surprised herself and chose a particularly sexy bra (the kind that you pay way too much for, and didn't want to wear for an extended time - but looked great and made you feel 10 years your junior), a form fitting pair of jeans, and a bustier that showed off the bra in all the right ways. She'd glanced at the full length as she walked out of her bedroom, toward the garage, and remembered thinking "I'm me again." Me before the two girls, the endless breastfeeding and yoga pants; me before the diet and exercise, the millions of miles on the elliptical and then again on foot through the neighborhood to ensure that the jeans fit in all the right places.

"No thank you," she'd said to the nice man with the umbrella. She'd been watching him all night...watching her. It felt nice to be admired, her husband was too busy with work and more work - the days easily bleeding into the nights for him. It wasn't that he was neglecting her, it wasn't that she felt neglected....it was just nice to know that someone out there viewed her as an object of pure physicality without all the fuss of emotional entanglement, long term relationship mess... just in the "I'd like to see what you look like with those tight jeans around your ankles" kind-of way. She stepped out from under the awning and the rain hit her immediately. The night was warm - but this rain was cool, the goosebumps instantly tearing across her shoulders and down her chest. She could feel her nipples grow firm, and graze that sheer material in the bra she'd chosen, she turned and smiled at the nice man with the umbrella, glancing down as her swollen nipples peeked through the soft material of her top. "Guess you weren't expecting a show - but I hope it's worth it." The man's eyes widened, his eyes were fixed on hers, and she remembered thinking how noble it was for him not to stare down at her tits, and she realized then that she'd been smiling at him when she said it.

She had been there to meet a friend, a long desperate sexually deprived, long-winded, self defeatist friend. The early evening had been filled with stories about long lost opportunities, should have's, would have's and could have's. She'd been lost in her own thoughts for at least the next two hours amidst the war stories and feel-bad-for me conversation. Not the way she'd intended to spend her one free evening, but at least there was alcohol and in great quantities. She'd caught the eye of a nice looking man across the bar, seated alone. He had that look, the one that said he was oh so obviously waiting for someone - and obviously going to be disappointed that she wasn't going to show up. Yet every single time she'd catch the man staring at her, looking her up and down as if he was trying to figure out if she was why he was there. "Jesus, listen to me - I'm pathetic, at least you don't have to worry about any of this" her friend suddenly had blurted out, "I mean, of all the husbands - yours is the best, I bet you get it whenever you want," she finished. Sex? Had they been talking about sex this whole time, certainly her head nods, "uh huh's" and "you're rights," couldn't be quantified as "sex talk." 

"Sure, any time we want..." she said, timidly, half thinking her friend would pick up and move through that subject further - uncovering her secret truth.

Her husband was a sexual man, that was for sure, and so was she. Early in their relationship, they'd solidified each others role - with he more dominant, and she more submissive. The sex was great, and still was...provided either of them got the time for it these days. No sadly, she was in the same boat with every other parent, sex starved, nearly vocationally. Long bouts of love making had given way to far more seldom, shorter romantic interludes. "Quickies were just as good as long-ies" she'd always tell him, but the truth was, they'd had marathon sexual encounters early on, and she missed those. She masturbated all the time, any chance she got - in the morning in the bath, late at night while everyone was sleeping, sometimes feet spread - hand against the wall - furiously stroking her tiny clitoris in the closet while getting dressed - any chance to come would center her, get her through her day. Her husband had been okay with it, even encouraging on multiple occasions - the need to see her please herself was evident when he caught her with her hand in her pants. Often times, he'd help, moving his fingers alongside hers, inside her up into her moist, damp places while stroking her soft skin - it wasn't enough. Sometimes, she wanted to just be fucked, have her pants yanked down around her ankles, her hair pulled, bitten gently as she was violated from behind. There wasn't enough of that these days - and through no fault of anyone but two tiny shrieking people who'd rather see her tits used for food rather than see them used for her sexual gratification.

She was wet, instantly - it made her a little uncomfortable, sitting there with a friend half drunk out of her mind. She raced to find the reason, and it was all she could do not to come in her pants when she replayed the thought process back and got to "I just want to be fucked." She shifted in her seat nervously; had all these people noticed, had her friend - that she was soaked and every attempt to move her pelvis was slowed by her own avoidance to come all over the seat? What was it about the idea - getting fucked, having no emotional attachment to the physical act, she wondered, composing herself. She stood straight up, announcing to her friend that she needed another drink and made her way to the bar and back and took at deep breath as she sat back down. All at once, she was comfortable again, a quick scan of the room had indicated that no one was the wiser...until she looked at that nice man who'd been looking her way. A long smile dragged across his lips as her eyes caught his, he quickly turned his gaze down into the bourbon glass pushed to his lips. He was very good looking she thought, green eyes, an easy smile, hair seemed long and scraggly but wet - looked neat and pushed back. He looked like a man after a woman, his clothes were neat but not impeccable, he needed a shave - and why on earth he'd chose to meet a girl in a dive like this, a nesting ground for drunken soccer moms and PTA refugees was not exactly a happening night spot.

"Not exactly the show I was hoping for," the man half yelled across the parking lot - the rain obscuring the subtle nuances of his voice, "but if it's a preview, I'd be happy to pay the price of admission to see the whole thing." She was back in the moment, her skin was alive, she could feel each little raindrop as it caressed her skin and rolled down her arm.

"And what do you think the price of admission will cost you" - she returned sharply, her hands sliding up over her arms, in a coy attempt to show that she was chilly - and push up her tits at the same time.

"Discretion?" he replied bemusedly, motioning to the wedding ring on her left hand.

This was real, it was happening, and altogether faster than she had time to process. Was she proposing something here? Was he? Had she started it? It certainly seemed that he was willing to end it. She hesitated and he started toward her slowly, folding down the umbrella as he moved closer. The rain danced off the top of his head, his large shoulders....first soaking into his jacket, and then bouncing off as it became saturated...she thought this is what it must feel like to live in slow motion - each step he took toward her dragging her closer to acting on a foolish drunken flirtation. "Come on, what do you have to lose?" he stated boldly. She started to answer an he cut her off - "You can come with me to the hotel around the corner now - and whatever happens happens, or you can go home and then spend the rest of your life with your hand in your panties fantasizing about how good it could have been...I'd rather know, wouldn't you?" And with that, he'd closed the distance between them - he was on her, she could feel the breath, his bourbon stained breath as he uttered again, "Wouldn't you?" She nodded hesitantly. The very thought of having to wonder was tortuous, how she'd have to sneak off into her closet, fuck herself silly wondering how and why and what if...It was all to painful to conceive of - and she wanted him, now. She leaned forward lips almost touching his as she put her cheek on his.

"What room?"

She managed to get in the car without so much as a peck on the cheek, and unseen by anyone still in the bar. Her friend had made off with some regional sales something or other from the county next door - and she'd made her exit graceful. The little brass key on the big diamond plastic key chain with the number "4" was all she could think about. It had been an early evening for her, far earlier than anyone would expect her at home - and it was devilishly perfect how well this had all fallen into place. Part of her wondered if it was meant to be and the other half wondered if temptation always seemed like the right thing to do. The car squeaked to a halt, obviously some fault of hers for not getting the brakes checked, or serviced...or whatever it was you were supposed to do with brakes, then she thought about the empty car seats glaring at her accusingly from the back seat...

"Stop it, just stop it," she said out loud to herself. She looked over and noticed that his car was already there. It had taken longer to get here than she thought. She stopped at a convenience store on the way over and fumbled nervously with cash to buy condoms from the clerk. She must have looked like some frantic college student, hornily running from one location to the next, but maybe not, as the clerk hadn't even given her a second look. She took the small box from a plastic bag, and then dumped the contents in her purse - this was a stranger after all, didn't it warrant being safe? She looked up as the silhouette of the man moved in front of the open window of the hotel room. His naked body was illuminated only here and there by the streetlight as he pulled the drapes closed. "Maybe I just need to get it out of my system, maybe I just need to come," she thought as he disappeared into the blackness. The light clicked on making her feel like she was watching some perverse shadow puppet theater, his body in shadowy likeness in the view. She slid her hand down in her pants, fingertips moving inside her wet slit, her free hand moved over her breast and pinched her nipple ever so lightly. It was too constricting, her hand was pressed too flat by her jeans to move about substantially, and she arched her back so that she could push down her jeans to get better access. There she sat, front seat of her luxury SUV, furiously masturbating - fingers pinching and pulling at her tiny swollen clitoris - the gentle folds of her labia becoming increasingly wet. Hips bucking, nipples aching she came once, and hard - it wasn't enough.

She moved into the room cautiously, intentionally jingling the keys as to alert him to her presence. There was no movement and the room appeared empty, save for the sound of running water in the shower. The room was cheap, decorated originally in what was surely a vibrant shade of tan or beige with egg shell covered walls. It was dingy now, years later. Maybe it was because it was dark, or maybe it was just a cheap, shitty, smoke stained hotel room - but everything felt gray, worn, beaten by time and thread bare. The lamps on the coffee tables adorning both sides of the king sized bed were both off, and only the light from beneath the bathroom door - a golden steamy hue. No bags, no suitcase, just pants thrown over a chair in a hurried attempt to get in the shower before she got there. Only on the bed was there anything of interest, and of interest - there certainly was one item. A crumpled up silken bright red nighty was thrown casually in the center of the bed. She looked at it, wondering for just a moment if was the remnant of some former tenant - then realized that a room like this was picked clean of anything by housekeeping. No, this garment was meant for her. The shower ran, no other noise, only a steady stream of golden illuminated mist from beneath the door and an invitation to change.

She approached the bed carefully, waiting for someone or something to stop her. It didn't. She picked up the red negligee and held it up - it was a little short for her, but looked to be the right size elsewhere. "Why not, you've come this far," she said, pulling here top off, exposing her sexy bra - certainly the progenerator of this whole wicked affair. Her jeans slipped off just as quickly, and she could feel the wetness in the seat as she pushed them off her butt. There she stood, wearing only a bra in this strangers hotel room - she'd never felt more naked, more vulnerable. The clasp on the bra snapped approvingly, and her breasts fell free. She liked the feeling of the sheer material as it grazed her nipples as she removed it. She took notice of herself in the mirror - one of the half models that sits above the bolted-down TV in a shady venue like this. She looked good - her breasts were full still, despite the damage done by her two kids. Her nipples a light pink sitting even ( a trait she found both surprising at her age, as well as very welcome). Her stomach was flat and her ass had been lifted by all those seemingly endless miles both in and out of the gym. No cottage cheese, no stretch marks, even some muscular definition where she hadn't noticed previously - this mirror was good to her, and she liked what she saw. The water in the shower cut off abruptly, and the sound of the curtain being thrown back threw her heart into palpitations. She pulled the red top over her head and worked it down the length of her body.

The garment itself was nice, nothing cheap, but not fancy. It was fire engine red, with lacy embroidery around the breasts - frill along the edges. It came down "right above the bottom of her bottom," - and she giggled at the way the words rolled off her tongue. She could hear the ruffling of a towel; he would be with her soon - here in this room, here with her half-drunk naked in this little nighty. She sat down on the bed, legs pushed together firmly at the knees - she struggled with where to put her hands before putting them behind her and leaning back seductively. The door opened and he was there, naked as the day he was born. His build was large - big shoulders, broad chest, narrowing toward his hips. His penis was large enough for her. It surprised her how easy and comfortable it was for her to look right at it - and he smiled as he realized where her eyes were trained. He turned away, back toward the mirror in the back of the room, musing at himself in the mirror as she watched.

"I see you found the present...you like?" - he said absently

"I do, it fits...I'm not sure how you managed that..." she started, but was cut off.

"It's not important how, it's important that you like it, I'm pleased that you do," he finished, as he walked toward her.

Her eyes raced up and down his body as he drew near - back to his penis, now filling with blood - not erect, but fuller now that before. "I want to suck it..." she started, "I want to feel it in my mouth before I start to think about my fami..." And with that, he pushed his cock in her mouth - easily at first, pressing it against her lips, she took it in her mouth fully. She could taste the skin, fresh and clean from the shower, the little hairs down the side brushed against her lips as the swollen head pushed over her tongue and toward the back of her throat. She seized his hips, at first to control the pace - but found that she wanted more, used his hips to push his member in her mouth further...the tip now on the back of her tongue. His hand moved to her hand, down her arm, slowly running the length to her shoulder, then cupped her head as he pulled her head down on his cock further. His balls were firm, resting neatly below his cock - she moved her right hand down and massaged them as she sucked and stroked his cock with the other. "God you taste good," she uttered - dragging his cock out of her mouth - inhaling deeply as if it'd been choking her - her own saliva and his pre-cum drizzling down the side of her mouth.

"You suck good cock he said," She tensed...she could feel herself getting wet again, she pulled her knees closer together - inward, clearly rubbing her thighs together to masturbate, little moans and cries muffled by his hard dick in her mouth broken the sounds of slurping and sucking. "So do you just like to suck cock, or do you like to get fucked in the mouth?" He said, pushing her back on the bed, the lingerie pulled up, exposing her wet slit. She drew her knees up, spreading open her soft wet pussy. He dragged a hand up her calf to her knee, and then down her thigh and moved his fingers over her glistening wet pussy and ass. "You do like to suck cock don't you? He started, "Let's see if you like getting fucked in the mouth as much." -He moved beside her on the bed, kneeling with his hips at her head - he fell forward catching himself with big strong arms and she opened her mouth for his cock to slide in. "You can play with yourself while I fuck you," He finished. Her hands moved down between her legs, fingers spreading and sliding in and out of her. She pinched her swollen clit hard as he bucked his hips toward and away from her. She came once, and nearly bit him as she did. The only thing stopping her was the thickness at the base of his cock being pushed all the way against her mouth. The full length of the shaft of his penis was now in her throat. Surely she would gag, she thought - but it didn't happen and he kept on fucking her mouth as she played with herself.

"Let's see how much you like it," he said, sliding his hands down her body - across those great tits, pinching those lovely pink nipples on the way down - over her flat belly and down between her legs. His fingers now met her own - and she was wet like never before. He slid two fingers inside her at once - she'd never had that - her husband was typically delicate, a by-product of watching child-birth she supposed - but this was different. It was "being fucked" and she loved the feeling as both fingers pushed all the way up inside her. She pulled her head back, his cock slipping out and sitting on here chin as she moaned uncontrollably. He moved his fingers in and out, in and out - deeper and deeper with every plunge. She came again, hard this time, her hips matching his pace, her ass lifted off the bed as if she was being held up by some unseen entity. When she came, it was if a flood poured out of her. Soaking her fingers, his hands, her pussy and ass...she was wet beyond anything she'd felt before and she came harder than she thought possible.




Girls Night Out



"God, just fuck me" she panted - her hips finally coming back to rest on the bed.

"Not just yet," he murmured, lying down next to her, his cock still by her face -and his head moving down between her legs. "I want to see if this tastes as good as that must have felt," and with that, he dragged his tongue down her hip, across her pubic bone and down across her open vagina. It was all she could do to keep from screaming, "Oh God, too sensitive...give me a minute..." He didn't listen and instead pulled her ass and hips upward until she was straddling his face in reverse. She was shaking, her hips moving without her consent. She needed a minute to recoup and started sucking his cock again to buy time.

"You do that, I'll do this..." he said, as he pushed two fingers back inside of her - she lurched forward - he could feel her insides tighten up, she was wet...very wet. The two fingers started moving in and out of her again, and to her surprise - she started moving her hips in time with his finger - she was fucking his hand without realizing it - it was pure ecstasy. His dick had come out of her mouth and was between her tits....it was all she could do to stay on top. She used her hands to squeeze her nipples - and then to wrap his cock in her beautiful tits - he moaned as the soft skin stroked his smooth member. She knew what would feel good, and licked her palm - moaning and undulating as they finger fucked her from behind. She reached down with her wet hand and slicked his hard cock - the wetness re imaging her tit fucking in whole new ways...she could feel his dick become rigid - and slowed - she wasn't ready for him to come yet.

"Is that nice," she purred stroking his cock between her tits - the pace meeting his own hip movement.

"God yes, let me see if I can return the favor and do something that feels good for you," and at once - his mouth was on her pussy, not just his tongue - his whole mouth. He started licking and sucking at her labia, his tongue sliding up into her pussy - deep inside so that she could feel the tip up near her g-spot. His hands moved up and spread her ass, she moved backward as she felt his tongue go deeper - he slid and index finger up to her asshole, never penetrating - but putting pressure - circling slowly around the edges - just enough to drive her crazy. His mouth moved up - now his tongue was set squarely on her clitoris - licking and lapping - the bucking of her hips nearly broke his nose - she was fucking his face for all she could. She pushed her ass back, his finger slid gently into her tightest hole - not far, just enough to stretch out her ass and send an orgasm through her body. She came hard again, it dawned on her that the erotic part of all this wasn't this man's physical prowess - but her own understanding of what made her feel good - she felt good, because it was dirty. She hadn't come this hard in a long time - and here she was titfucking a man who was eating a pussy and fingering her asshole...it was her that was dirty, and dirty was exciting.

"Enough foreplay" - he said, pushing her forward. Her body landed hard on the bed, tits squished into the mattress, hair soaked in sweat cheek pushed into the pillow with her ass in the air. He stood up on his knees behind here, she could feel him leering at her, what a sight she must be. She felt the head of his penis against her vagina...

"Wait...I have cond...." she started

It was too late, the full length of his penis slid inside of her. "Oh God, your cock feels so good," she blurted out, nearly involuntarily.

"Condoms? We've come to far to let those come between us..." he mused, moving his hips back and forth - watching his cock disappear between her lips - her ass seemingly consuming him. She didn't argue, she didn't care - he could have disease or get her pregnant - right now all she knew was that she was getting fucked the way she needed to, the way she wanted to - she was the dirty girl bare backing some stranger in a shitty hotel - and it felt amazing. 

"Fuck me harder....fuck me more" she cried, finally getting her arms underneath her, using her small fingers to pinch her nipples while he plunged deeper and deeper inside of her. His pace quickened, and she felt her insides tense up - this was it - she was going to come harder than she had ever come before. The build up started in her toes, felt like leg cramps in her calves, like silk moving across her thighs. Her belly felt warm and her nipples felt like they were on fire. He pulled his cock almost completely out of her, looking down - realizing that only her pussy lips were sheltering the head of his penis - parting like a flower to be pollinated. He paused, smiled, and rammed his cock back inside her as far as he could - he felt his balls slap against her clitoris and her whole body shook. Her orgasm was hard, and dirty and raw. She gasped for breath as if she'd been punched in the stomach, her toes curled, and he felt his cock be squeezed inside of her. Then the sweet dark sticky wetness came, and came and came. It was all he could do to keep from shooting a load deep inside her as she twitched and tensed against him. He could tell she wasn't trying to move - it was just happening - and she felt amazing coming all over his hard dick. She fell forward again, the wave of orgasm taking any and all of her intention away and replacing it with reflex. He slowly backed away, her open vagina clinging to his hardness until at last the head slid out. A clean line of fresh come drizzled from deep within and down her leg, ass in the air still.

"We're not done yet," he said as he rolled her back over on her back. She didn't care - he could have beaten her, raped her, she'd have no control over it for the next couple of minutes. Her legs were limp, and he smiled as he put them up over one shoulder, binding them together at the feet. He leaned into her, his cock pressing against her asshole - "Do it," she said - "fuck me anywhere you want," - He smiled and pushed, only to drag his penis up to her wet slit right as the head started to spread her tight little anus. "We'll save that for some other day..." he started, "for now, I just want to fuck you like this." Again, his rigid penis slid deep into her pussy, as barren and devoid of all feeling she perceived she'd had left - she could feel it coming again - that warm tingling in her belly - that flutter of flush skin between her knees - she was actually going to come again.

"God, oh my God...fuck me, I'm going to come again," she nearly cried as he continued to move in and out of her. "just fuck me, just fuck me...God...I want to be fucked," the words came easier now - his cock was harder now, his pace quickened. "God please come, come on me, inside of me...I don't care - I want your come." She moaned as he pounded her body numb ... In an instant, she could tell it was time - he pulled back - his cock exposed, he pushed it down flat against her pussy, it was rubbing between her lips and over her clit, the feeling was too much. She came first, hands under her ass pushing up against his cock - she could feel herself come and her hands were again wet with her juices. He came next, the first stream jutting up over her tits, she could feel the hot fluid over her left nipple. The second stream was harder, stronger - it spouted up clear over her tits and onto her face, she could feel it on her lips - and instinctively moved her hands up rubbing the hot semen into her skin, into her mouth...she tasted him and wanted more. With him leaning back and coming, she simply had to lean forward and did, taking the whole of his cock in her mouth again - a third stream of come poured from him - filling her mouth, the wet sticky fluid running out of her greedy mouth and down her chin.

They both laid there for a moment, silent - not touching, not talking, just breathing. He stood up first, as men often do - headed to the bathroom to wash and whatnot. She'd always like to bask, and did so, wondering how she must look lying there naked on a cheap hotel bed - covered in semen, legs spread - clearly fucked in half. He came out of the bathroom and began putting on pants, followed by shirt and then jacket. She watched silently, never daring to utter a word. She sat up, realizing that the red lingerie was pulled up over her breasts, a remnant of the wild 69'ing accomplished in this sexstravaganza. She pulled it down so that it was just "half naked" again.

He picked up his keys, his wallet - and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "I had a great time tonight, I hope we can do this again real soon." She smiled sheepishly, "You know what, I think we're going to have to...let the world be dammed." He smiled nervously, "I have to be going, the wife and kids at the end of the day you know?" She just nodded, avoiding all possible connection with this event to her "normal life. "Yes," she said "shame we can't do this all the time....pesky life, kids, marriage always in the way."

"Yes, it is" - he smiled, "but I think we've proven that our marriage didn't get in the way of this evening," I'll see you at home."

"Love you wife," he said as he walked out of the room

"Love you husband," she called out as the door closed behind him. She went about gathering her things, left the key on the dresser for an undisclosed "quick" checkout - or so the brochure had promised. As she pulled away, she wondered how often they were going to be able to entertain these little interludes...or if next time, she could count on him to play "the gardener. 



Girls Night Out



When I was 22 years old, I was in a relationship with a guy named Dave. He was a great guy and we had known each other for quite a few years before we started dating seriously. At this point, we lived together and had been dating for a year and half. He was very close to his sister brother Jeff and I was close with Jeff's wife Kim. Kim and I had a lot in common, even though she was almost 10 years older than me.

Dave and his brother decided (spontaneously) that they were going on a road trip together and we weren't invited. Naturally, Kim and I were scorned and angry to say the least. With each day that passed, we became bitterer. We decided that we were going to the bar to dance, flirt and generally misbehave ourselves.

Kim had a friend who worked the bar at a little town located half an hour away. When we walked in, it was surprisingly busy. It felt like the entire town was in this bar. We met Kim's friend and he gave us a couple shots while he made our drinks. Drinking them back quickly we gave each other the wink and the beginning of girls night had officially started.

Guys bought us drinks and danced with us trying to make their moves. We weren't buying though and I think it became apparent after a bit. 

Exhausted we sat at our table talking about the assholes that left us behind. Two good looking guys walked up to us with drinks in their hands for us. They joined us at our table and told us they were brothers who were town visiting their father and out to blow off steam. After a lot of conversation, we explained that Kim was married and I was in a committed relationship. They didn't really care; they just wanted to have fun. The drinks flowed and we danced with the guys for the rest of the night until last call.

Terry (the younger brother) suggested we all keep the party going and head back to his Dad's house down the street. Kim and I gave each other the look and told the guys not to get the wrong idea and they assured us it was all good. We walked to the house and their dad was in the living room watching television. Tim and Terry introduced us and asked if wanted to come down to the basement for a beer with us. 

The five of us were hanging out listening to music and talking. I was sitting between their dad and Terry. It was very obvious where his boys got their good looks. He looked to be in his mid 50's with salt and pepper hair, a very handsome looking man. 

After finishing his beer, their dad made his way back upstairs. Terry sat closer to me as we talked. At some point I looked up to notice that Kim had disappeared with Terry. Before I knew what happened, Terry was kissing me and I was kissing him back. He was a great kisser and I melted back in to the couch as his hands wandered over my body. I wanted to tell him to stop, but I couldn't.

His hand slid up my thigh, raising my dress as he did until he was touching me through my panties. Instantly he slid my dress off my shoulder exposing my breast. Never letting his lips leave mine. One hand teased my pussy and the other squeezed my breast as his tongue probed my mouth. Suddenly he stood up and took my hand guiding me back upstairs. As we headed towards a hall of bedrooms, I saw his dad was still awake and watching television, but he didn't acknowledge us.

Terry pushed me gently back on the bed and began to kiss up my thighs. Slowly removing my panties he proceeded to lick, kiss, suck and finger my pussy. I laid back, the room was spinning and I was in disbelief that this was happening. I was letting a complete stranger eat my pussy. Eventually he came up for air and undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. He positioned himself beside my face and his huge cock was an inch from my mouth. I instinctively grabbed it and took him in my mouth. He groaned and slowly fucked his big cock in and out of my mouth. His hands squeezing my tits as he fucked my mouth. In between his moans he kept saying how badly he wanted to fuck me. I squeezed his cock and sucked him harder trying to make him explode. He started begging me to let him fuck me. I asked if he had any protection, but he didn't. His reply was beyond disappointing. I told him we couldn't have sex because I wasn't on anything and that I would suck him to completion.

His hands moved to my head and he began fucking my mouth faster. Pushing himself deep in my mouth, he made me gag and I felt his cock get even harder. Each time I gagged he got harder and fucked my face faster until I felt his cum start to flood in to my mouth. I swallowed what I could and the rest just poured out the corners of my mouth and down to my breasts. Terry cleaned me up and kissed me again saying next time he would have protection because he needed to fuck me. With that, he turned and told me I could spend the night in this room and left down the hall.

Sitting in disbelief for a bit, I tidied myself up and decided to check on Kim. As i walked down the hall towards the kitchen, I saw an open door and glanced in when I heard Kim's voice. She was clearly being fucked silly. Tim was behind Kim pounding her doggy style. Even more surprising was that Terry had climbed on the bed and Kim was sucking his cock. I couldn't believe my eyes and hurried to the kitchen to get that drink of water.

As I filled my glass, I heard a voice ask if everything was alright. I turned to see their dad smiling at me. All I could mutter was "yeah". Your friend is a noisy one isn't she? He chuckled. We walked in to the living room together and he insisted I stay and chat with him. As we sat on the couch all we could hear was Kim, so it was pretty much the focus of our entire conversation. It was very evident that he was enjoying the sounds coming from the bedroom.

He moved closer to me on the couch and looked me in the eyes and asked me point blank. How come my other son isn't fucking you right now? I was shocked and certainly I blushed. I told him I was in a relationship as my rationale. He chuckled again. I watched you take a load of his cum in your mouth sweetie. Now I know I was blushing. Don't be embarrassed. You are gorgeous woman and I couldn't help but watch you empty his cock.

He didn't try to hide his eyes going over my body. Come with me, I want to show you something. Before I could react he grabbed my hand and walked me down the hall. As we passed the open door I glanced in to see that Tim and Terry had switched places and Terry was now getting the pussy he craved so badly.

Their dad kept walking and pulled me along by the hand. Once we entered his room, he closed the door behind us. He pointed to a chair and motioned for me to have a seat. I sat and he walked up in front of me. Reaching down he grabbed my hands and lifted them. His eyes never lost contact with mine. He grabbed my hands and lifted them up and placed them both on the bulge in his pants. Would you like to suck my cock too? I was speechless. He unzipped his pants and revealed himself to me. His cock was much bigger than his son Terry's and I could not take my eyes off of it.

His hand grabbed my hair gently and guided my face closer to his stiff cock. I opened my mouth by reflex and he put the head to my lips and slowly guided it in to my mouth. His cock was oozing so much cum. He was clearly very excited. My mouth could barely fit around him, but he kept sliding it deeper in to my mouth. Now with both hands on my head he began to fuck my mouth faster. I couldn't help but swallow the pre-cum oozing out of his cock. He slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth and realized just how big his cock was. It had to be 10 inches long and I couldn't close my fingers around it.

Tell me why you didn't let my son fuck you. I sputtered my answer indicating that he didn't have any protection. His dad nodded and said he understood. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his bed. I have good news for you sweetie. I'm gonna give you the fucking you need. I asked if he had protection and he said he did. His hand reached up my dress and felt my soaking wet pussy. He slid his fingers in me easily and smiled. You really do need to get fucked don't you?. I nodded. 

He grabbed his cock and ran the head up and down my soaking wet pussy opening. I tensed up thinking he was going to fuck me without a condom. You afraid of getting pregnant sweetie? I nodded looking deep in to eyes. Don't worry sweetie, I can't get your pregnant. Without any hesitation I felt his big head stretching my pussy open.

He worked his big tool in to me slowly at first, letting me adjust to his massive cock. Very slowly he moved his huge cock in and out of me. Each time deeper until he hit bottom. Then he just held it there and kissed me. His cock moved faster and now I gasped loudly with every thrust. Each time he bottomed out in me he pushed firmly causing me to scream out. Mmmm sweetie, let me hear you. 

Let them know you are getting a good fucking sweetie. I moaned loudly and he fucked me harder and harder in to my tiny pussy. Slowly he backed his cock out of me and he pulled me to my knees in front of him. His hand on the back of my head he guided his cock back in my mouth. Get that cock nice and hard sweetie. I sucked him for a couple minutes then he lifted me on the bed. 

Get on your hands and knees. He climbed up behind me and I felt that familiar head against my pussy again. He slid his cock back in to me pushing me until he hit bottom again. I want you to take all my cock sweetie. We need to get that little pussy broke in so you can take all of me. With that he held my hips and started fucking me each time pounding deeply in to me. I couldn't believe how loud i was screaming out as he pounded my pussy open. I could feel his balls slapping my clit as he fucked me hard and fast.

You want to feel me cum in that little pussy sweetie? Tell me! I want to hear you say it! Beg me to cum in your pussy sweetie. I screamed out "please cum in me". That was all it took. He buried himself in me and I felt his cock explode in me. His load oozed up the shaft as he pumped it in me. I collapsed under his weight and he rolled off me. His hands grabbing at my ass and rubbing my cum filled pussy. 

He slowly fingered my cum filled pussy enjoying himself. Rubbing his fingers all over it. His big hands squeezed my ass cheeks, spreading them open and closed. You have a gorgeous lil ass sweetie. Then he leaned his face in and pushed his tongue against my ass. I tried to pull away but he had me pinned. His tongue licked and poked my tight little ass. It felt good, but I wasn't giving him any ideas that he could fuck my ass.

I wanna fuck you again sweetie! Playing with you like this will get me hard again. I relaxed knowing he wanted my pussy again. His tongue opened my ass and he kept licking and fucking it with his tongue. His big fingers slowly fucking my pussy, I was delirious. He slowly slid one of his cum covered fingers up to my ass and pushed his finger tip in. He moaned loudly and i felt his cock stiffen against my leg. 

Mmmm, tight little ass sweetie. I'm gonna pretend this finger is my cock. He slowly fucked my ass with his finger continuing to add the lube from my pussy so it moved in and out easily. Why don't you suck this cock again while I play with your ass sweetie? He sat up and I laid on my side putting his firm cock in my mouth. His finger went right back to my little ass and pushed in me. As i sucked up and down his cock, he matched my movements with his finger in my ass.

Every few strokes he slid down and pushed his fingers in my pussy getting them soaked. Slowly i could feel him start working a second finger in my ass. I stiffened in protest but he just pushed my head down on his cock. I could tell how much he enjoyed playing with my ass because his cock responded.

It didn't take long before two fingers were sliding in and out of my ass. He started thrusting his hips pushing his cock in and out of my mouth. You ready to get that pussy fucked again sweetie? I nodded.

He put me right back on my hands and knees and pushed his cock to my wet opening. Getting the head all slippery with cum. Pushing the head in and out, toying with my opening. Pulling it out he slid it up and down my slit. Over my clit and back to my opening making me gasp. Then he would push it in a bit before going back to teasing my clit and slit. At one point he slid his cock up the crack of my ass then back down to my clit quickly before pushing it in my pussy. Now he was teasing my entire crack occasionally passing over my bum.

After pushing his cock deep in to my pussy and pounding me until I screamed out he pulled it out and ran his cock up my crack. Holding the head at my ass I begged him No! He chuckled and said he just wanted to play with my ass. He began rubbing his huge head over my little ass. It felt scary but exhilarating at the same time. I could feel him grinding his big head against my ass, pushing gently. He was very focused on my ass. 

He pushed me down on my stomach and said he want to fuck my cheeks. Squeezing my cheeks he pushed his head in and out towards my ass. Each thrust poking at my ass forcing me open a bit. His cock forcing my ass open a bit each time while the tip pushed against it.

He slid his cock down my crack to my pussy and pushed himself in me deeply. His fingers returned to my ass and fucked it too as I lay flat on my stomach unable to move. They feel good in your ass sweetie? I didn't answer, although it did feel surprisingly good. My ass got wetter and wetter as his fingers slid in and out of me. He pulled his cock back until it left my pussy and lined it up to my asshole. I gasped as he pushed his cock against my ass. I could feel his head spreading my ass. He just kept pushing half the head in to stretch me open more. He put his hand on the back of my head and slowly pushed more in to me. I bit the pillow as his head popped in to my ass. I screamed in to the pillow as he held his head in my ass. Slowly pulling it part way out and popping the head in and out of me.

I turned to see his eyes, but he was entranced starring down at his cock in my ass. I could see that he kept spitting on my ass making me wetter. This continued for what seemed like eternity until he had to pound me. Then he would put it back in my pussy and fuck me hard for bit to get it out of his system so he could continue to work my ass slowly.

His head was huge, but his shaft was thicker. After pulling his cock from my cum filled pussy he was so slick with my juices that he pushed his head in me and continued to put pressure forcing his cock a bit deeper in me. With shallow strokes he continued pushing his meat deeper in me. All the time I was screaming out. He was very vocal to ensure everyone in the house knew it was my ass he was fucking. Your ass is so fucking tight sweetie. I'm gonna put my whole cock deep in that ass and fill it with cum too.

At this point he stopped holding back and started to fuck me faster, pushing his cock deeper and deeper. Occasionally returning to my pussy for more of my cum lube before returning to my ass. His mouth kissed my neck as he pushed himself completely in to me. You got that whole cock in there sweetie. My big cock is in your tiny little asshole. He became an animal and fucked me with long strokes.

He pulled me back up to my knees and held my hips as he pushed himself in and out of me. I screamed out in pleasure as he enjoyed me like he was an animal. Pulling my head back his lips met mine and he kissed me hard, breathing heavily in my mouth as he fucked my ass faster. I'm gonna fill you with cum sweetie, you ready? I nodded. Tell me he yelled. Please cum I moaned. Where do you want me to cum sweetie? Let them know where I'm going to shoot my load. I screamed out. CUM IN MY ASS! I WANT YOU TO CUM IN MY ASS!

He kissed me deeper and gasped, his body jerked and his cock stiffed as he unloaded himself in my little ass. 

When i gained coherence, I noticed the sun had come up. Terry was standing at the door with a big smile on his face. You know Grace, that's not really fair, I didn't know your ass was on the menu. His dad laughed and said it wasn't.

I made my way to the bathroom to wash up and their dad followed me. Kissing me again he handed me some towels and said I should feel free to shower up.

The warm water felt amazing on my skin. I was just starting to wonder how Kim was doing when the bathroom door opened and closed. I suspected it was Kim and poked my head out the curtain. To my surprise, it was Terry. Without a word he dropped his clothes and climbed in the shower. Kissing me and telling me how happy i made his dad. His hands slid right to my ass. I have to fuck that too Grace.

He fingered my pussy and ass cleaning me out, before soaping me up and cleaning me off. I cleaned his cock off for him and it wasn't long before i was on my knees in the shower with his cock in my mouth.

His cock was rock hard quickly. I looked up and smiled. You have to be quick though, my ass can't take much more okay? He smiled. That ass will have me cumming too fast he said. We dried off and he leaned me over the bathroom counter. I felt oil slide down my crack and his head was at my opening.

He ran his cock over my pussy first. Mmmm, I bet this feels wonderful too. Without warning his cock slid in to my pussy. Oh yes it does, nice little pussy. Sliding in and out of my pussy to get his entire cock in me, I told him he had to stop but he just smiled and kept fucking my pussy. Don't worry I'm not going to cum yet. His fucking became more furious and he said he wanted to get himself ready to blow so he would cum faster in my ass. I leaned over and he fucked me hard like I was a fuck doll. He smashed my thighs against the vanity until he buried his cock deep in me and his cock stiffened. I knew he shot his load in my pussy and turned around in disbelief. 

By the time Kim awoke and we got cleaned up it was after lunch. On the walk back to her car, she told me that Tim and his dad fucked her when they first disappeared last night. It started as a blowjob for his dad and ended up with his cock exploding in my pussy. 

I felt like such a sexual deviant, but took solace in the fact Kim was worse because all 3 guys had fucked her and that made her a bigger slut.



Girl's Night Out



"Honey, are you sure you don't want to come tonight?" called Gladys from the bathroom. She didn't wait for an answer because she knew what was coming. Instead, she peered into the mirror, concentrating on putting the finishing touches on her hair and make up. Once she was finished with that, Gladys pulled on a loose fitting blouse, and she purposely left about half the buttons undone. This was accompanied by a fairly short mini skirt, one that fit rather snugly around her bottom. It wasn't quite short enough to cause a scandal, and the tight fit highlighted Gladys' very fine butt. Her lacy panties left barely visible lines beneath her skirt, but they weren't all that obtrusive. She turned around in front of the mirror, admiring the view and then she eyed up her choice of footwear. Normally this outfit would have screamed out for some sexy stockings, maybe even a garter, but tonight Gladys had something different in mind. She pulled on a pair of thigh high leather boots to finish off her ensemble, and balanced precariously on their high heels. It was a killer look, and Gladys knew it. Moving around and dancing might not be so easy tonight, but she was sure to turn heads.

About the only head that wasn't turning was her husband Nick's. She came down the stairs, looking as sexy as all get out, and his attention didn't waver from the TV once. Too bad for him. While Gladys finished collecting her things to go out she asked again if he wanted to come with her. "Who are you going to see again?" he inquired.

"We're going to see Duane again," was her reply. Duane was a local musician, he had some talent an ardent following, Gladys and her friends among them. Nick had gone with her once, but that was evidently enough for him. The thought of spending the evening with his wife's friends wasn't all that appealing to Nick either, and he dismissively waved his hand.

"Go on, have a good time," he started. Nick finally turned his attention away from the television and faced Gladys. "Really, go on, I'll be fine. If I came along, you wouldn't be able to enjoy yourself, so go. You deserve it." Without waiting for a response, Nick turned back to the program that he had been watching.

"Oh, OK then," said Gladys as she headed for the door. "You don't have to wait up for me if you don't want to."

"Go!" Another wave from Nick, and she was gone. He waited for a few minutes after she made her exit, and once he was sure she hadn't forgotten anything, Nick turned the TV off and headed upstairs to change. If she was going to have another girl's night out, he'd be out looking for some fun too. In a fraction of the time that it had taken his wife to get ready, Nick was out the door.

Gladys was oblivious to her husband's subsequent departure, rather she was engrossed in making her way to the club her friends had all agreed to meet at. Duane was a hot ticket and she didn't want to miss anything. With any luck, their group would have already staked out a couple of tables by the stage, and her friends were probably already making a lot of noise. The parking lot was nearly full when she got there, but she eventually found a space and made her way inside. As she expected, the bar was packed, but she picked her way through the crowd and eventually found her friends. The interior was dark and smoky, plus with the music playing it was hard to be heard, but Gladys had a way of getting into the front of the crowd. At first, she and her friends stayed back, enjoying their drinks and watching the show. That was how it always started with them, but eventually they wanted to make themselves known. The stage was rather low, and they were letting everyone go as far up to it as they wanted, so that's where Gladys wound up.

Duane was singing at his best, and a lot of women were crowding up to the stage. That didn't deter Gladys. She pushed her way to the front, screaming and reaching out like the other girls around her. To her advantage, Duane seemed to recognize her, for she'd been out to see him several times. Besides, by this time of the night, Gladys' blouse was mostly unbuttoned, and the black lace of her bra was quite visible. It wasn't much of a bra for support, but it did showcase her breasts very nicely. She wasn't aware of it, but Duane was getting as much of a show from Gladys' exposed cleavage than she was from his set. His dancing abilities were quite alluring as well, and his gyrating hips could have been called scandalous in days gone by. This was all part of the complete package for Gladys, and when she was out here, enjoying herself with her friends, she had not a care in the world.

Little did she realize at that moment her husband Nick was out having some fun of his own. Apparently he had taken to going out on his own whenever Gladys was doing something he wasn't particularly interested in. Thus the night found Nick at a somewhat seedy bar on the other side of town. Here the smoke was thicker than the place Gladys was at, and the music came from a battered old jukebox, but Nick was in his glory. He had found this place a few months back, and found that its one redeeming value was a crowd that was always willing to pony up and shoot pool. Gladys could never stand him gambling like that, even though he won more often than not, so tonight's set up was perfect as far as Nick was concerned. Besides, the assortment of women that were usually present sometimes offered a quick diversion, and Nick wasn't going to pass up on that either. As luck would have it, Nick hadn't found a pretty young thing to play up to this evening, but he did find a mark shooting stick. The man's name was Andy, and while he fancied himself a player, Nick had no trouble in relieving him of the majority of that week's pay. Nevertheless, the two of them were getting along great and they spent most of the night challenging each other.

Across town, Duane was finishing up his set, leaving quite a few of his fans eager to see his next performance. They were also excited because he traditionally found time to mingle with the crowd every time he played, and fate found him at the bar with Gladys in tow. She was quite ecstatic about the attention she was getting from him, and she ignored the icy stares of the competition as she monopolized Duane's time. It was hard for him to ignore her, of course, and the sexy outfit she wore served her well. Even without it Gladys was quite a catch, her ample bosom and shapely ass jiggled noticeably when she walked, and the drinks she had consumed amplified this. Besides, she was a regular to Duane's shows and he could hardly be blamed for spending a lot of time with the dark haired beauty. They shared a drink by the bar, and were really having a good time talking together. He was quite charmed by her presence, and on more than one occasion Gladys caught Duane's eyes wandering towards the open front of her blouse. She would squirm away a little, but as she relaxed again Duane was able to sneak another peek. It was more of a 'getting to know you' kind of session, for while they'd seen each other out, they never really had a chance to talk before this. She found out that he was trying to move beyond bar gigs, and had even recorded a CD for a local songwriter.

"Really?" asked Gladys. "Can I have one?"

"Sorry sweetie, I recorded it but it's not mine to give. But, you can come see me anytime you want." It was only a friendly suggestion, but it drew a laugh from Gladys. Both of them knew that Duane had more than one meaning. Despite that, they skirted around the issue as they talked some more, although Gladys was now a little less discreet in trying to hide her bosom from him.

Their laughter and talk was interrupted when Reed, one of Duane's band members came over. "Hey, everything's all packed up, you ready to go?" he asked, ignoring Gladys' presence.

"Huh? Yeah, sure thing buddy," replied Duane. He glared at Reed, annoyed by the interruption, but he knew it was getting close to the time when he'd have to leave. "Guess I do have to get going, Gladys," he started.

"That's too bad," came her reply. She leaned towards him and gave Duane a gently kiss on the lips, darting her tongue out at the last moment to lick his lips as she broke contact. The move surprised him, and he found himself staring into her cleavage as she asked one last time, "are you sure I can't grab a copy of that CD? I'd really like one."

"Really, baby, I can't," he explained. "Copyrights and all that." Duane looked around to see if anyone was watching. "Tell you what though...why don't you stop by my place some time, and I'll let you listen to it."

"Sounds good to me. Let's go." With that, Gladys hopped off her barstool, and latched onto Duane's arm. He shared a look with Reed, who shrugged back. It wasn't the first time they had ever left a bar with a hanger on, but Gladys' actions were truly puzzling. Duane wrote it off to her maybe having one too many to drink, and they all headed out to the parking lot together. Along the way, Duane decided to 'test the waters' by slipping an arm around Gladys. Much to his delight, she snuggled in closer to him, and didn't seem to mind at all when he lazily allowed a hand to brush against her ass. He glanced over at Reed again, shooting his pal a grin. Reed acknowledged with a nod even as he lifted a cell phone to his ear.

Gladys hopped into the back seat of the van Duane used to cart around all his stuff, squeezing herself into the middle so that she could lean forward and talk to Duane and Reed. They didn't mind the company, in fact they were glad to have her along. It was for their own reasons, of course, but Gladys didn't seem to notice any undue attention from them. She was just a bit tipsy, not so far gone as to have no control over what was going on, so she could be forgiven a few little lapses. One of these was how far she let her blouse hang open, for as she would lean forward to talk, both men got an eyeful of her black lace bra. It was skimpy enough by itself, and the way Glady's filled it was very alluring. During one lull in the conversation, Reed, who was in the passenger seat, noticed that even the rosy outline of her aureole and nipples were visible. That captured his attention, even more so than Duane. For his part, Duane had already angled his rear view mirror to get an upskirt view of Gladys. Again she obliged by sitting with her legs slightly spread, and her gorgeous thighs were framed very nicely by her leather boots. Occasionally he'd get a peek at her lacy panties, but the smooth taut skin of her thighs was what really drew his attention in. She was getting more and more flirty in her conversation with them, and this continued even after they'd made their way across town to Duane's place.

Reed had hung back a little, watching incredulously as Gladys sashayed her way up the stairs to Duane's place. Her sexy ass was wiggling very nicely from beneath that skirt, beckoning him to hurry up. Duane wasn't wasting any time. He led Gladys up the stairs, keeping just far enough ahead of her so that he could catch a glimpse of her gorgeous tits jiggling while she walked. For her part, Gladys was working her way as fast as she could, but her heels made her a bit unstable. Not to be deterred, she leaned on Duane for support and gestured at Reed to follow. Even though he was on his cell phone again, Reed took notice. No further invitation was needed, Reed followed her up the stairs and closed the door behind them. Once inside Duane's place, Gladys immediately insisted on hearing this new CD of his. 

Duane led Gladys into the bedroom, waving a jewel case in front of her. Reed watched this display for a moment, then followed along. He listened to Duane rambling along about how great the sound system in there was, but it seemed as if Gladys was listening with rapt attention. She watched closely as Duane started the disc, and was pleasantly surprised by what she heard. Duane usually did covers of classic rock songs and stuff, which she and her friends usually went for. The music she was listening to now had more of a dance beat to it, and Gladys found herself liking it. The dance rhythms were quite catchy, and by the middle of the second song Gladys was moving along with it. Duane and Reed moved back a little, eyes fixated on the show she was putting on. Her blouse had loosened even more while she danced, and before she was even aware of it, Gladys' breasts were attracting a good deal of the men's attention. Despite this, Gladys continued her sexy gyrations to the catchy tune of Duane's songs for a little longer, before noticing the lean and hungry looks she was getting. Just then, the song she was dancing to ended, and there was a moment's pause. Duane and Reed traded a look, wondering if Gladys would continue now that she realized they were ogling her. She waited for a moment, until a new song started up, and continued moving her body to the beat.

Gladys' twirling body moved closer and closer to the guys as their eyes followed her every move. It was as if the music was now in control of her actions, for as she wheeled in close, Gladys pulled the loose ends of her blouse out of her skirt. Another twirl and she was pulling it off, leaving very little to their imagination. Her jiggling breasts were barely contained within her bra, and the movements of her body jiggled them just beyond the reach of her audience. They watched with their mouths agape, but Gladys broke the spell by laughing out loud as she continued performing for them. Her sensuous dance was evolving into a rather fast paced striptease, and she certainly wasn't being shy about it. Duane and Reed were mesmerized as she deposited the blouse on the floor before them. Shamelessly, Gladys continued, and the guys were treated to the sound of her skirt's zipper being slowly undone. She hesitated for a moment after she had unzipped, dancing in closer as she did. Just as the guys had their eyes fixated on her body, she noticed the two rather obvious bulges in their pants as she crept down on the floor in front of them. Her skirt had partially fallen by now, leaving only the thin lace of her sheer panties covering up her buns as she knelt down in front of her admirers. Gladys was still gyrating to the music as she reached her hands out towards Duane, undoing his zipper and freeing his cock.

Duane was quite hard from watching the sexy brunette dancing in front of him, and just as he had dared to hope, she was now kneeling in front of him. By glancing down, Duane could see deep into the luscious valley of her cleavage. Gladys' nipples were hard by now, and they poked through the sheer lace of her bra visibly. He let his eyes wander down the rest of her body, but before he could register more, the warm, wet feeling of her mouth on his cock commanded all of Duane's attention. Gladys eyes locked onto his as he watched her slowly sucking down on his shaft, then bringing her pouty lips all the way back to the tip. She pulled his cock out of her mouth, smiling up at Duane and motioning Reed to come closer as she went down on Duane again. She sucked up and down on him repeatedly, pumping his cock into her mouth over and over before wrapping her hand around his shaft to stroke him in even more. Gladys savored the taste of his manhood even while she used her free hand to struggle with Reed's zipper, finally freeing his cock as well. Both men watched as she started to alternate between cocks, giving each of them a few long sucks before giving the other a turn. Her hands kept busy, stroking them both at once, all while sloppily blowing them. Reed's wandering hands had freed her tits from her bra, and those gorgeous globes rested on top of the tight lace band. The guys were squeezing them when they could, paying extra special attention to her nipples which made Gladys even hotter while she kept sucking them. They were relentlessly thrusting their dicks at her, jockeying for a quick slide between her red lips. If they couldn't get that, Duane and Reed satisfied themselves by rubbing their saliva coated shafts through Gladys' fingers and all over her face.

It was clear that she was getting into this, and as she pulled Duane's cock from her mouth again to give Reed a few sucks, he leaned forward over her back to caress her buns while she sucked. Even though the angle was bad, Gladys rubbed her ass against his hand, prompting Duane to slide on back there. She had a gorgeous derriere, and watching her propped up on her hands and knees while she blew Reed was simply an amazing sight. Gladys felt Duane's hands caressing her bottom, and he was even bold enough now to run a finger over her pussy while she grinded against him. Taking a moment to pause, she started stroking Reed's cock even faster, and was somehow able to maneuver the three of them over to the bed. Once there, she lay across it with Reed on one side and Duane behind her. Her beautiful breasts were fully exposed, although Gladys hadn't bothered to finish stripping off her bra. Besides, the tight band pushed her breasts up into an almost unreal cleavage that the guys went nuts for. She had shed her panties in the process as well, leaving her thigh high boots as her only remaining clothing. The guys hastily got into their positions as soon as she had stripped. Gladys was balanced precariously on those heels, face down on the bed with Reed's cock sliding into her mouth and Duane finally letting his cock enter her cunt from behind.

Gladys moaned out loud when she felt his hard cock sliding between her swollen pussy lips. She was so hot and wet by now that Duane eased himself inside her effortlessly, but it felt wonderful nonetheless. He braced himself against her by grasping her hips with his strong hands as he thrust, burying his cock deep inside her. Duane pulled out just as deliberately, getting a feel for Gladys' hot pussy before sliding into her once again. She savored his strokes just as much as he did, hanging her head down for a moment before opening her eyes and returning her mouth to Reed's waiting cock. He eagerly pushed his cock towards her lips, brushing them lightly with the tip. Gladys parted them in response, running her tongue out over Reed's shaft as she did. Duane's thrusts were bumping her forward though, and in no time at all she had both men's cocks inside her. They were both thrusting hard, but weren't so rough as to be hurting her. Gladys was doing all she could to keep Reed's cock in her mouth each time Duane slammed his cock into her. She soon found that stroking his shaft while she sucked helped, and allowed her to concentrate more on how wonderfully Duane was taking her.

His strong hands grasped her ass cheeks as he relentlessly thrust his cock in and out of Gladys' waiting pussy. She had always looked wonderfully sexy from behind, but this was even better. Her buns were soft to the touch yet quite firm in Duane's hands. He held them tightly, squeezing his fingers into her hard while he fucked her hot pussy. Between Duane's thrusts and his firm grip, it was almost like he was pulling Gladys onto his cock with each successive thrust. Her butt tended to jiggle every time Duane's cock rammed home, and his motions were causing her tits to sway as well. Gladys' sensitive nipples were rubbing against the bed sheets too, sending her sensations she couldn't begin to believe. As a result, her pussy was very wet and slippery as Duane continued to fuck her. Stroke after glorious stroke her fucked her, bouncing her body around on the bed as he pounded his cock deep inside of her. Her pussy was so very wet from everything they'd done so far, and it was so inviting to Duane's cock. Gladys was clenching her snatch against his shaft, tightening her fuck hole even as his cock rammed deeper and deeper. Each time Duane pulled himself out of her he could see her slick juices coating his shaft and he kept on plunging in for more and more. The very sight of Gladys in such a submissive position would have been enough by itself to drive Duane wild, but tonight he had the added treat of watching her sucking his friend off at the same time. 




Girls Night Out



It was party night, first time all the girls get together after a friends recent divorce and it had all the makings of a classic. You were in the best shape ever, looking hot, freshly waxed, nipples standing at attention thinking about the potential of being manhandled by a man other than your husband for the first time.

All the girls were getting ready and meeting up at one of their houses and you were already burning up with uncontrollable images of having a threesome or better yet a foursome or maybe even a little orgy with a bunch of girls and some hot guys. 

You hadn't seen a man cum in a while and the thought of the hot cream on your pussy and ass was too much to handle. As you sat down in your shower to shave your legs, the water was hitting your pussy and you decided you had to calm yourself down, so you slipped 2 fingers slowly into your pussy and then faster and you felt yourself creaming. 

It must have been that creamy time of the month when your pussy aches for action all the time. You started rubbing feverishly, closing your eyes and picturing 3 guys standing around you in the shower stroking their cocks. Sliding one by one into your mouth, taking turns fucking your throat and when they were all ready to cum, you took two cocks in your hands and one guy stroked himself with the head of his cock touching your lips. 

Just as he unleashed string after string of cum on your lips and into your mouth a huge orgasm came over you while you quickly took your fingers off of your clit and jammed them hard into your pussy to feel all of the cum leak out of you. When the guys started cumming to your stroking hands and the cum was leaking all over your face, you opened your eyes and realized that it was just the water from the shower and that the fun was just about to begin.

So you finished getting ready and you put on some super sexy soft silk panties with a matching lace bra. You adjusted your tits and slightly pinched your nipple and felt your pussy quiver and you knew it was going to be a good night. After cumming so hard, your pussy was still dripping into your panties because it had been so long since someone else touched you.

You arrived at your friend's house and she texted you to let yourself in as she was still getting ready. Your friend was divorced and took really good care of herself because, let's face it she needed cock too, but she hadn't had any since you left and way before due to the whole divorce thing. She was seeing a new guy and he was supposed to meet up with you guys later with a group of his friends. Hmmmm you caught yourself wondering if any of his friends were hot and more importantly how they would act with you considering your new hot sexy look. 

You felt your pussy tingle again and felt a little embarrassed that you were so desperate for a new cock...or cocks. What had happened to you? You've always been such a faithful little slut to your husband, except for a few little slip-ups and suddenly you were acting like a bitch in heat.

When you entered the house, your friend was in the shower and told you to come up. You entered the bathroom and she opened the curtain to talk about tonight. You couldn't believe how good she looked with the water beads falling on her and watching her soap up her big juicy tits and her soft bare pussy. 

You brought yourself back to earth and realized you should be looking at her face but it was too late, she caught you looking. She said: "so what do you think of my new body?" and you told her it was awesome and it really was, she had a great plump ass too. 

As she began to get dressed when she bent over you noticed that her pussy was glistening and little strings of juice were stretching while her pussy lips parted. You asked her how she was feeling considering the divorce and the lack of fucking and she answered: "horny as fuck." 

She said that right before you arrived she had just finished fingering her pussy to a huge orgasm and that she was picturing some crazy stuff in her mind. She admitted that she needed a huge fuck badly and she noticed on your face that you weren't far from the same feeling.

She decided that this was the right time to mention that one of her boyfriend's friends had seen pictures of you on facebook and was obsessed with you and that he begged her boyfriend to come meet up with you guys. This idea got you excited on one hand but made you nervous at the same time, let's face it you're married and how far were you really willing to go. 

Oh well, it'll probably turn out like all the other times where you'll dance and grind and get all hot and horny and then go home to your right hand and go to sleep. But for some reason, tonight felt different.

All the girls started arriving and you guys were drinking, laughing and all acting slutty, pinching each others asses, nipples, grabbing tits and a few of them were even dared to make out and did. It was time to leave now and you all made a pact, tonight had to be a night to remember because soon you would be gone again and everyone would go their separate ways. 

One of the girls, Nadya suggested a "No Panty Night" and slowly everyone agreed, so you all removed your panties and put them on the coffee table. You noticed little wet marks on most of them and realized you were not alone in this!

At the club, the night began well. Lots of drinks, dancing with the girls, touching, grinding and a lot of eyes on all of you. Nadya came up to you and said "Let's go for a smoke, I have something I want to tell you." So you obliged and you both grabbed your drinks and went out. 

Once outside, Nadya, who was an absolute bombshell, tall with big beautiful tits, an amazing ass and legs of a goddess, suggested you go into a back alley away from everyone, so she can tell you what was up. 

Once there, she came really close to you to the point where you can feel her tasty smelling breath on your face and asked if she could tell you something. You had to promise not to get mad. You agreed and she proceeded to tell you that her and her husband (who was second in looks only to her, buff, strong with a six pack, a gorgeous face and what you had always imagined was a huge bulge in his pants) had an amazing sex life. 

She said that they loved to explore, swing, fuck in public places and try new things and that she had had the most wild experiences anyone could ever imagine, from a 5 man gangbang which ended in all the guys coming all over her laid out body at the same time to sucking and fucking her husband with 3 other girls at the same time and that they were all sucking on each others tits and fingering and eating each others pussies like a harem.

Your pussy was now soaking and she hadn't even gotten to the point yet. Nadya told you that her and her husband have always loved you and that they've wanted to invite you into their bed for a long time and that this was the first time they could get to you without your husband. 

You were flattered, flustered, horny and didn't know what to say. She took your silence as meaning that you were not rejecting the idea. She came in closer and started kissing you, gently sliding her tongue into your mouth and you instantly felt your nipples get hard and your pussy begin to quiver, as if you were going to orgasm without being touched. She took your hand and slid it under her top where she was not wearing a bra and you felt the softest beautiful tits. 

The fact that you didn't stop her led her to believe that this is something you wanted as well. The kissing grew heavier and she slid her hands up your back under your dress and unsnapped your bra, she took it off of you and put it in your purse. She continued to kiss you and now took your hand and slid it to her thigh just under her burning hot pussy. You could feel the heat and moisture and wanted so bad to experience touching it, but how could you be so bold? You were just a shy girl who's been in a relationship all your life, how is this all happening to you suddenly? 

You decided to make a move and feel the heat from her pussy, so you slid your hand onto it and let a finger slide through the middle. She shook and moaned into your ear saying: "More, it feels so good, I'm so wet". 

Hearing this made your knees buckle and she began kissing you harder and sloppier and your tongues were now all over the other's. She asked you if you had also put your panties on the table as a way to figure out if she could touch you too and you said: "of course, mine were so wet I had to get them off of me." 

To that she answered by sliding her hand under your dress and into your pussy. She started with one finger sliding into your soaking wet pussy, then 2, then 3 and when she went for 4 you stopped her and said that you needed to save something for later, indicating to her that you might be ready for this experience of a lifetime. 

As you moved away and fixed your clothes, she begged to just suck on your nipples once before going back in. She sounded so horny and so in need that you agreed and you lifted your dress up to your nipples, revealing your beautiful bare and wet pussy and she bent in front of you and licked each one of your nipples. Then, without any warning, she slid her tongue down to your pussy and began licking it feverishly until you pushed away and pulled down your dress and told her that she had to wait...

You both moved back into the club very flush and looking like you were both on the verge of a massive orgasm. When you got back into the club, your best friend told you it was time to meet her man. As he walked up to both of you, you couldn't believe your eyes, he was the best looking, smooth faced, built black stud that you've ever seen! Behind him, was another black guy who was cute but had nothing on this stud. You noticed yourself looking down at his crotch wondering what was going on down there, was it really like they say??? 

When he and his friend got to you, she introduced the regular looking guy as Trey...her boyfriend and the black athletic stud as John, his friend. You couldn't believe your ears and eyes! This was the guy who was obsessed with you??? OMG what were you going to do? Between your friend practically abusing you sexually outside and this guy wanting a piece of you, something bad was going to happen for sure!

The guys invited you both to the bar for shots and you both obliged. There the shots started flowing one after the other and the conversation was great. John was showing you his biceps and letting you feel them and you were showing yours and when he touched them you felt electricity. As he touched your other arm, his hand grazed across your nipple, which was now braless because of the near lesbian rape that happened outside. 

You noticed Nadya watching you from across the bar and winking at you, licking her lips and you were now faced with a real dilemma. The thought of sucking tits, eating pussy and experiencing this super hot woman who made your pussy cream outside or this beast of a man that can have his way with you and would probably want to do things to you that you'd never let your husband do.

What to do? After a few more shots, John took you out to the dance floor and with no shame immediately started grabbing your bare ass and sliding his fingers within millimeters of your dripping wet pussy. While grinding you on his leg he was sliding his hands all over your body going over your tits and slightly pinching your nipples and then back to your ass, while his bulge crept closer and closer to your pussy. 

At one point you felt his finger gently touch the outer part of your asshole and you began to wonder what more he could do to you.

This guy was not about smooth, he was all about rough and after you didn't object to all the touching, he took your hand and put it straight on his crotch and you felt something you could've never imagined, he was bigger than your dildo that you loved! You felt so ashamed and afraid about what you were doing, but the fear of cheating and doing what you're not supposed to for the 1st time made it even more exciting. 

John then moved behind you and began rubbing his big bulge right in between your ass cheeks. You felt the true presence of his manhood and he grabbed you tight from behind running his hands over all of the naughty places on your body. For the first time, you felt both scared at the sheer strength of this black man and the incredible excitement that he was causing through your body.

It was time to leave the club and as you had imagined it was time for decisions. You couldn't tell your friends that you were going to leave with another man and you couldn't see yourself giving up the opportunity of getting the fuck of a lifetime. How was this going to work?! Were you going to have to go home and play with yourself again???? NOOOOOO!

Just then your girlfriend, Nadya, who nearly raped you outside earlier came up to you and John and said: "Drinks at my house?" with a wink. 

Everyone else had work tomorrow and said they were going to head home. Heck, you were on vacation, wtf? You wanted to party so no one thought anything of it and you hopped into Nadya's car with John the stud of a lifetime and his huge muscles, six pack and cock! 

As Nadya began driving, she said it was okay if you guys wanted to continue what she saw you doing on the dance floor and John being the rough loving guy he was, started kissing you aggressively, grabbing your face and throat and licking your legs and inner thighs. You were in complete bliss and didn't know if you were in a dream or reality. 

He slid his hands form one nipple to the other, pinching them hard and then he spread your legs apart forcefully and you felt your pussy open like a flower. He slid his hand up your inner thigh and slid a big black finger into your pussy, you were gushing with cream and you needed to cum! 

Nadya was watching through the mirror and you noticed that she had only one hand on the steering wheel and the other was moving up and down pretty hard. You asked her what she was doing and she said she was playing with her pussy, fingering her hole a little and mostly rubbing on her clit. She said that you had gotten her so hot that she couldn't wait to get home to cum, she had to cum now or her husband wouldn't get a chance to fuck her good. 

You had completely forgotten about her husband and your pussy got even wetter. John bent down and started licking your pussy, eating it like a starved animal, sucking your clit in between his soft big lips and shoving his long tongue into your hole in and out. 

He felt you getting wetter and hotter and thought you were about to cum so he pulled off and grabbed you by the hair, unzipped his pants and unleashed his black cock which had a little drop of pre-cum on the top of it. This got you so excited; to know that you had made this hot stud so horny that he was pre-cumming in his pants. 

He took your head forcefully and shoved his huge cock into your open mouth, he fucked your mouth with his big black cock and made you gag with every stroke. Your mouth was leaking saliva all over his dick and it was so big you couldn't believe what you had gotten yourself into.

After a couple of minutes of him forcefully filling your mouth and throat with his tasty black cock, he grabbed your arms behind you, lifted you like a feather from your slouching positon and positioned you right onto his huge cock and with one quick forceful thrust, it was done he was inside you! You had broken the barrier and finally had another man's cock inside you. 

He began thrusting in and out bouncing you up and down while you were trapped in his arms with your arms behind your back and just the thought of this huge soaking wet member sliding in and out of your wet pussy pushed you to the edge. This is when he realeased one of your arms and put his big black hand on your pussy and started rubbing so fast and violently slapping your bare pussy. 

You exploded into a huge orgasm on his cock, which was now covered in your white pussy cream, so rubbed out by the huge size of his cock. He didn't care about your orgasm. He just kept fucking and fucking and when he said in his deep black man's voice: "Baby I'm gonna cum, should I come inside?" your friend stopped the car, bent over the back seat pushed you off of his cock. 

Nadya grabbed your head and placed it with hers at the head of his cock and you both took shot after shot of his sweet hot cum all over your faces and tongues and you both licked and sucked his cock like a couple of cum-craving sluts. You noticed Nadya was now moaning and trembling as she was reaching her own orgasm and you took your cum covered hand off of John's big shaft and placed it on her bare pussy with the cum and all and fingered her so hard and fast until she squirted all over you and screamed with ecstasy over this huge orgasm. 

All 3 of you got your wits back and your girl started driving again. You got to her house several minutes later. Her hunk of a husband was awaiting your arrival and opened the door in a bathrobe. He immediately grabbed and hugged you and during the especially long hug you felt his cock rise a little between your legs. This got everything started in your body again and your nipples were visibly hard for everyone to see through your thin summer dress. 

The wife, Nadya, saw your nipples and immediately pinched them and her husband Carl told her to be nice. They offered you drinks and you figured, what the hell I only live once! You guys sat around on the couches and as Carl crossed his legs you kept getting glimpses of his semi-hard cock poking out of his bathrobe. 

Carl suggested that he not be the only half-dressed person and that you all get a little more comfortable. Nadya immediately took off her clothes and stood in front of john the black stud inviting him to get naked too. He obliged and suddenly John, Nadya and Carl were all naked in front of you. 

Those 2 cocks were some of the biggest you'd ever seen and you told them that you didn't want to get undressed because your pussy was so wet all day that you would stain the couch. They laughed and told you that the couch was not the only thing you would stain. What did they mean by that? What were they planning?!

Nadya went to the kitchen and grabbed a bag and a bottle. She announced that you were all now going to play a game called spin the bottle. The point of this game was to kiss the person the bottle lands on or do anything else that person asks. Nadya suggested since you were the most shy that you should spin first. 

You spun the bottle and it landed on John. He smiled with a dangerous grin. Nadya asked what john would like you to do and he responded that he'd already kissed you and would now like to have some fun with you. He demanded that you go on all fours and lift up the dress you were afraid to take off and show everyone your hot sexy ass and wet pussy. You knew you had no choice and were way to drunk to argue so you assumed the position. John kneeled next to you and smacked your ass so hard it instantly turned red. You loved it! 

Before he went for the next slap Nadya shouted: "WAIT!" and she handed a paddle from her bag to John. John moaned in excitement knowing how badly you wanted the next slap. He gently caressed the paddle on your ass, then sideways along the slit of your wet pussy and he showed everyone how you had wet the paddle. 

Nadya said: "She's a bad girl and needs to get smacked again and again!" 

John agreed and without warning slapped the paddle in the middle of both your ass cheeks, it hurt so good and a part of it even touched the outer lips of your aching pussy. 

"Again" Nadya shouted and John slapped you again and again until Nadya yelled for him to stop. 

She came over to you and kissed both of your ass cheeks as if it was going to ease the pain as she moved from kissing one side of your ass to the other she secretly let her tongue flick your asshole one quick time. You were out of sorts as you got up to go back to your seat and you felt a stream of juice leak out of your pussy and down your leg.




Girls Night Out



It was John's turn and he landed on Nadya. She asked if you were willing to lick the head of his huge cock while she licked his asshole and balls. She specifically instructed that you were not allowed to suck his cock but rather just lick the head and hole of his cock. She bent over behind him and you in front and with every lick of his asshole, you felt his cock jump slightly allowing your lick to cover the whole head of his big black piece of meat. After a dozen licks you felt his cock twitching and small drops of pre-cum appeared on his cock. 

Now normally cum is not your thing, but the thought of letting go of every inhibition while you were bent over, pussy leaking down your legs, made everything seem great.

It was Nadya's turn and she landed on YOU! Oh G-d what was she going to do to you? Outside the club she forcefully ate your pussy, took off your bra, sucked your nipples and fingered you with everything she had. This was gonna be good!

She pulled out a blindfold from her bag and asked you to put it on and lie down on the floor. You did, and after a few seconds of darkness you felt a nipple and breast sliding over your mouth. You stuck out your tongue and licked and sucked with crazy fire. You sucked her nipples into your mouth hard and she moaned in pleasure and pain. She announced that she would give you her other nipple but only if you stuck out your tongue and begged. 

Being as horny as you were and acting like a complete uncontrollable slut, you stuck your tongue out far and moaned and what you received was not what you were expecting! You felt the warm wet lips of her pussy sliding over your tongue and she sat slowly on your face. 

You were doing it! You were eating the pussy of one of the most beautiful girls you know. She began rocking back and forth and you continued licking, sucking and fucking your tongue in and out of her pussy. 

You felt something sliding on your forehead and you removed your blindfold to see that you were staring straight at the balls and asshole of Carl, Nadya's husband, as he entered his wife's pussy from behind. You couldn't believe that you were in the middle of a scene from a porno that would normally make you cum over and over!

As Carl began fucking Nadya, you decided to taste his balls and his reaction was to moan and fuck her harder. Every once in a while you would stop licking his balls and instead lick the part where his huge cock and her pussy met. You licked her clit and the bottom of his shaft and could taste the combination of their juices.

You removed your mouth for a second to ask why no one was touching your pussy and where John was. Nadya answered with a muffled sound saying that John was in her mouth. You managed to sneak out from under them and saw the scene in front of you, Nadya was getting fucked hard by her husband from behind and sucking John's massive black cock from the front. 

At this point, you figured that this was something you had to try. You asked, but instead John exited Nadya's mouth, came over to you, spead your legs apart and slapped your pussy hard which almost sent you into orgasm and said: "Wait your turn bitch!". 

Wow you liked it rough and it seemed like they might have some suffering in store for you. They stopped the fucking and Carl grabbed you by the hair while Nadya put 2 fingers inside your soaking pussy. They walked you to the bedroom like this, fingers in your pussy and all. John threw you down on the bed and Nadya and Carl each grabbed one of your arms. They Tied each of them to the bed posts and put the blindfold back on. Carl and Nadya then tied your legs to the other bedposts making it impossible to move or fight. 

It was dark, you couldn't move and then Carl whispered in your ear that he had always wanted to taste your pussy and now not you or your husband can stop him. He said that he will take you to the edge of an explosive orgasm and leave you there unless you do everything they tell you.

You agreed and just begged him to make you cum. You told him you didn't care if you had to cum 30 times as long as someone just makes you cum already... But that was not their plan.

Nadya laid next to you, as if to support you through what was about to happen to you and she began slowly licking your body and sucking on your rock hard nipples, moving from one to the other. 

You felt the bed shake and then a massive cock entered you and began thrusting so hard and fast. You heard the dirty wet sloshes of your soaking wet pussy as this beast entered and exited your pussy with abandon. All the while Nadya was sucking on your nipples, kissing you, feeding you her nipples and they were making you crazy!

Still blindfolded you felt them lifting your body up and John slid under you. Nadya left your side and you felt her breathing on your pussy and asshole a second later. She began licking your asshole, slowly at first and then sliding her tongue in a little deeper each time. You then felt her finger enter your asshole while she was licking and then 2 fingers. You felt your asshole stretching nicely while your pussy was leaking. 

Nadya moved her tongue up to your pussy and then back to your asshole as she inserted 3 fingers this time. Then she poured lube on your asshole and grabbed John's cock and positioned the head at the entrance to your asshole. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" you asked. 

John responded: "Did you think I wasn't going to fuck your virgin tight little asshole?". 

You asked him how he knew it was virgin and he said that your friend told her boyfriend that you've never been fucked in the ass. Ever since then, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about fucking your asshole. 

At this point, you were beyond making decisions and stopped protesting. He slid his cock gently into your asshole and at first it hurt bad but Nadya stayed on top licking and spitting on your asshole and pussy to soften the pain. Nadya used her finger to slide the wetness from your pussy down to your asshole so John could slide his big black cock in easier and deeper. You had never felt anything like it. 

His cock had felt so good in your pussy earlier that you never imagined anything could feel better but his cock sliding softly in and out of your asshole was doing things to you that you had never imagined. 

Now that he had what he wanted he asked you if you were ready to cum again. 

You screamed: "YES FUCK YES FUCK MY ASS AND SOMEONE MAKE ME CUM, OH YEAH UGHH FUCK ME YOU BLACK STUD!!" 

Nadya started licking your pussy feverishly but because you had already cum twice it was taking longer. John was still fucking your tight asshole and you felt him so deep inside you. Nadya was licking your pussy, spitting on it, running her tongue from John's cock to your asshole and up your pussy and you were getting closer to the most extreme orgasm in your life by the second. 

You begged John to shoot his load deep into your asshole and for Nadya to lick it out. For a second, you didn't even know who you were anymore but you were loving it. 

All of a sudden, Nadya stopped licking and you screamed: " DON'T STOP, I'M ABOUT TO CUM ALL OVER YOUR FACE!! BABY PLEASE LICK MY LITTLE WET CUNT PLEASE!!" 

But she didn't return. Instead, you felt the most incredible feeling of your life; Carl's cock sliding into your pussy, while John was riding his cock in and out of your asshole. OMG was this happening? Were you getting a double penetration just liked you watched on all those porn clips??? 

You were stretched out like a rag doll and Nadya began slapping your tits, biting your nipples and then she did it. She put her hand on your throat and began to choke you with one hand and shove wet fingers in your mouth, which you knew came straight from her pussy. How did they know that you loved being choked? Only your husband knew that deepest secret fantasy!

As she choked you with one hand she pushed on your cheeks to force you to open your mouth wide. At that moment you felt a cock enter your mouth, it was smaller and rock hard and it felt familiar. Nadya removed your blindfold and you looked up and saw who it was. Your husband! 

You couldn't believe your eyes. What was he doing there and what is he thinking of his innocent little slut? With a cock deep in your ass, one in your pussy and a girl sucking on your nipples and now a 3rd cock in your mouth, you were mortified! Just then you felt a gush of fluid coming out of your wet cunt and you realized that the shame and fear coupled with the two cocks inside you were making you squirt!! 

You were so ready to cum nothing mattered anymore and you screamed: "FUCK ME HARD ALL OF YOU, GIVE ME YOUR CUM, CUM IN MY ASSHOLE, MY PUSSY AND MY MOUTH, I'M A SLUT AND I WANT YOUR CUM!!"

When your husband heard you say all these dirty things, he shot his load straight into your mouth and it hit the back of your throat. Your pussy tensed up and you started cumming so hard rocking on the cock in your ass while Carl pumped your pussy like an animal in heat. At that exact moment, John began shooting his sperm deep into your gaping asshole and you tensed up even further and were overtaken by another wet and explosive orgasm. The intensity of your pussy's quivering sent Carl over the edge and he blew his load inside your soiled pussy at the same time. 

Nadya told them to all get off of you and instructed the men to sit down and watch. She approached your face and began kissing and licking your mouth and tongue, lapping up all of your husband's tasty sperm as you locked into the sexiest embrace. 

Nadya asked you to turn around and go on all fours. As you did this, she slid her face under your pussy between your legs. As soon as you were in position, your body began to loosen and a stream of Carl's cum leaked out of your pussy down to your asshole where it met a fountain of John's spunk. An incredible amount of cum leaked down onto Nadya's face and she began fingering her pussy wildly. Your husband got up and placed his cock at the entrance of her throbbing pussy and began fucking her so hard that she was yelling with pleasure. 

You laid down next to Nadya as she had done for you earlier and you shared in this bath of cum that was all over her face. Your husband came deep inside Nadya and as he exited, you moved your mouth down to Nadya's worn-out pussy and licked all the cum out.

The end.



Girls Night Out!



Like my last letter, this letter has portions that are works of fiction and some portions that are in fact non-fiction. This is letter came to fruition though a combination of work from my husband and I. Please enjoy this letter for what it is and let me know what you think.




In the morning I woke up early (6:30) feeling refreshed to start the day. I had slept so well wrapped in my husbands' arms. 

I was still drunk from the sexual craziness that happened the night before and I still could not believe how excited my husband was about what had happened. We had talked about the cuckold lifestyle, but I only ever chalked it up to fantasy talk or a little role-playing that would get us both excited for each other. Then we would fuck each other silly and fall fast asleep soon there after. 

My husband had expressed in the past, in great detail, how excited it got him to think of me with another man, so far as to take his pants off while we talked about it to show me how hard it made his cock. Now I think I really understood and it made me feel a love deeper than I had ever felt for him before.

It was so nice to be able to wake up and cuddle. I nuzzled up a little closer to him and I noticed his cock was hard as a rock. He was still naked from the night before so I slipped my head under the covers and gently took his cock in my mouth and just gently sucked on the head and about halfway down his shaft so as not to startle him awake. 

As I continued sucking on his cock he groaned as he started to awaken and open his eyes. I then let his now wet cock slip from lips and started licking and teasing his shaved balls as he moaned and groaned with delight. Then I grabbed his cock and stuck it deep down my throat to give him the proper blowjob he deserved after the pleasure he had allowed me last night. 

After a several minutes of that I could tell by his groaning and the thrusting of his hips that he was about to cum so I stopped so I could prolong the pleasure. 

I slowly made my way up his body licking as I went along. I licked his stomach, and his chest, stopping to focus on his nipples for a while. Then I made my way up to his neck and over to his ear. I was intentionally driving him crazy and it only served to make us both hotter for each other...he was getting louder and louder and I didn't want the neighbors to hear so I put my breasts in his face and told him "suck on my nipples." As long as something was in his mouth he was quieter now. 

By now I was straddling him while he gave me and my nipples some much needed attention. I then started to slowly slide down on to his cock, then with a jolt he stopped me by picking me up off his cock and flipped me over onto my back and said, "Don't rush me! I'm not done yet..." 

He lay down next to me and was passionately kissing me as he slid his hand down between my thighs. My pussy was hot and wet and so ready for him to touch me. He began by teasing me...he would touch my clit ever so slightly to give it a tickle and then would slide his hand up and play with my nipples again. He was driving me crazy and he knew it. Next, he took his fingers and slowly touched the rim of my vagina then gently and slowly slid his fingers deep inside me. 

As he started thrusting his fingers in and out, I reached down and pulled his fingers out of me and pulled his hand to my face. His fingers were dripping with my wetness. I took his fingers one by one in my mouth and sucked all of my juices off while he moaned with excitement. 

I then placed his hand back between my legs and I told him, "Make me cum, baby." He just smiled and slid down my body to eat me out. He started by sucking on my lips and then he licked my clit with his oh so talented tongue as he gently slid his fingers in and out of me. He had a magical touch that was driving me crazy. Then I could feel as he turned his hand and started rubbing on my G spot with the tips of his fingers. With that I couldn't hold it off any longer and I came all over his face as I grabbed his head and bucked my hips into his face. He was so delighted to feel me quiver in ecstasy. 

As I pulled him back up and close to me I could see his face was covered with my cum. I started licking my juices off his face and kissing him as we rolled around kissing and fondling each other. 

I stopped and told him I needed to fix some things. I grabbed the adjustable bed remote and adjusted the bed so he was sitting up, then I crawled over and straddled him. As I straddled him, his cock was flat against his belly and I pressed it up against my clit. I started to rock my hips back and forth to slowly slide my clit across his hard cock. I could tell I could easily make myself cum again like this.

I moved so his hard cock would naturally find its way into my, oh so hot and oh so wet, very wanting pussy. It seemed like I could feel every centimeter as I slowly slid just the tip gently in and out of me as I teased us both. Very shortly thereafter, I got tired of teasing and I thrust down very fast and hard, taking all of him inside me. I could feel his balls against my ass as I swiveled and ground my hips into him. My husband groaned with delight and pleasure. 

He then playfully said, "You're a naughty little girl!" to which I replied, "You haven't seen anything yet." 

As I began to really ride his cock I told him, "Suck on my tits." Which he gladly complied with. As I was riding his cock with him sucking on my tits was just too much for me and I started to cum again. I happily came all over his cock with a loud moan as my pussy convulsed on his cock. I then gently slid his still hard cock out of me and went down on him to lick off all the juices. 

I moved over and sat on the edge of the bed and jokingly said, "Thank you for getting up and servicing me, that was amazing. Now I need to get up and start my day." Then I said, "I've already cum twice, I'm all good." 

He said, "You're a very mean, naughty girl." I replied, "If I'm so naughty, I should probably be punished." Then leaned over towards him, I looked deep into his eyes and said, "Take me and make me pay for being so mean!"

My Husband then picked me up and threw me down on the bed, grabbed the back of both of my knees, pushing them towards my ears and shoved his hard cock deep inside me. He was thrusting so hard but slowly with his big cock and it felt so good. 

I looked into his eyes with a lusty mischievousness and between my moans of ecstasy told him, "That feels really good, it's not much of a punishment." As I smiled away.

He then pulled his cock out, flipped me over and said; "Now you're going to pay!"

He pushed me face down, ass up, onto the bed as he grabbed my hips and slid his cock deep into my wet pussy. 

My pussy was so wet from all my cum that it covered his cock. Then he took his hard cock out of my pussy and slowly slid it into my ass. I playfully squeezed to make it harder for him to push into me as that big hard cock stretched me out.

As we got into a rhythm of him fucking my tight asshole I said, "That's it, make me pay...punish me."

He thrust his cock in and out several times then, suddenly he pulled it out. I pleadingly said, "No, don't stop yet, you were about to make me cum again!" 

He said, "I need to get something." And he reached over to my nightstand and picked up my vibrator. He switched the vibrator onto high speed and slid it deep in my pussy. Then he shoved his hard cock back into my ass. 

As he was fucking my ass he told me, "I can feel that vibrator and it's driving me crazy." 

There was no way I could talk with the way I was being fucked but I was thinking, "its driving me crazy too."

Through my moans and screams of ecstasy I yelled, "I'm going to cum."

Cu... cu... cu... cumm.... Cumm... cumming!!!! Ahhhh!!! 

I think that's what finally sent him over the edge too and I could feel his cock pulsate as he filled up my ass with his hot cum.

After we'd both finished Cumming we collapsed onto the bed with him on top of me.

As his softening cock slipped out of my ass I began to come back to reality and hear the normal sounds of the morning outside. Birds chirping, cars headed to work, etc.

What perfect timing. As he rolled off our bed and headed for the shower, Tom said, "I need to leave for a morning meeting." and I said, "I'll go get you breakfast before you go."

I walked him to the door, wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a sweet good-bye kiss. I told him, "I really liked being punished, but I liked being a bad girl even more." And with a little smirk I sent him on his way.

I had to run upstairs to get showered, dressed and start my day. I have at least some flirting to do today...

So later that day I was feeling horny again... it seems like the more I get it, the more I want it.

I figured I would call my husband and tease him over the phone... always good for a little fun as he explains to me how hard I make his cock from me telling him about my past flirting expeditions or having him listen to me moan while I fuck myself with one of my many vibrators.

Anyway, once I had navigated my through his work phone system and got him on the phone I heard him say, "Hello, this is Tom. Who's calling please?"

In my sweetest voice possible I said, "Hi honey, how are you?"

"Doing much better after the way you treated me like a King this morning. How are you doing, my sexy Kitten?"

"I'm doing okay, but you know how I am, the more I get the more I want."

"So you're calling to tease me and make my cock hard and uncomfortable while I'm at work...."

"Who me? Sweet innocent me..." I said, following up with, "actually, Yep!"

"Well honey, I appreciate that you thought of me, however, instead of torturing me, why don't you come downtown and meet me for lunch? You know how I love it when you come down here and show off that hot body of yours."

To which I replied; "Well, I guess since you put it that way, how can I resist. See you in an hour? Okay?"

"Sounds great... meet me at that trendy little diner you like, that's around the corner from my office".

So he wants me to show off my hot body, huh... hmmm. Now to pick out an outfit.

I ended up picking out a wrap around look, snakeskin print three quarter sleeve dress that gathered on my left hip which pulled everything tight to show off all the right curves. Plenty of cleavage, just short enough skirt to still be presentable but to keep the little boys wondering. 

For undergarments I picked out a red lacey pushup bra, which really wasn't needed since I had recently gotten my breasts redone to a full 36 double "D" by a fantastic plastic surgeon. Of course, I also wore a pair red lace wide cut thong panties that laced sexily up the top of my ass. And a pair of red suede, open toed, four-inch platform heels.

When I got downtown, the only parking available was on the street between my husbands' office and the new construction building across the street. As I stepped out of my SUV and walked over to the sidewalk, it seemed as though the entire construction site stopped working in an effort to undress me with their eyes. 

There were plenty of catcalls and whistling as I strutted down the street. Just before I rounded the corner I looked over my shoulder and gave a little wave to all the construction workers. Continuing around the corner and down the street I continued to enjoy the random glance or outright staring by passersby. As I entered the diner to meet my husband he was at the hostess station already waiting on a table so I walked up behind him and grabbed his ass to give it a little pinch. He immediacy spun around and upon seeing who it was, smiled and wrapped his loving arms around me to hug me tight.

As we released our hug he stepped back to admire my sexy choice of apparel that I had worn for him.

We were seated shortly thereafter at a corner table that allowed me to sit right next to my husband. This was perfect for me because I could reach under the tablecloth and rub his leg or even his stiffening cock whenever he made me laugh or giggle about some thing he said.

While we were at lunch, since I was feeling ultra sexy and more than a little frisky, I made the decision that I would go back to his office with him to give a proper send off.

When we finished with our lunch and were headed back through his office lobby he mentioned, "Hey honey, I have to stop on the 7th floor to pick up some paperwork. I'll meet you upstairs in my office. Okay?"

I said, "No problem, cant wait to see your new office."

We rode the elevator alone in silence up the 7th floor where he got off and another well dress gentleman boarded the elevator with me. 

As I stood there I had a strange feeling that he was undressing me with his eyes. I could feel him staring and I could hear him breathing.

As I glanced over towards the elevator control panel that was chromed I could tell in the reflection that his cock was hard which made me giggle with delight.

As we approached the 15th floor, I stepped forward to exit the elevator awaiting the doors to open. When the doors opened I stepped out and glanced over my shoulder and blew him a kiss. Then proceeded on, to my husbands' corner office to wait for him.

I entered his office and was absolutely amazed by the view. I walked over and sat in his chair and put my heel-clad feet up on the corner of his desk.

When he walked in, he startled me and I jokingly scolded him by saying, "You just walk in like that without knocking?" As he walked towards me I quickly stood and offered him the chair. He sat down and I quickly sat on his lap. 

I then leaned over and gave him a kiss on his neck and then licked his ear as I felt his cock get hard under my ass. 

We made out like hormone-crazed teenagers for several minutes until I hopped off his lap and got on my knees in front of him and began to take his pants off.

He sat up with a jolt and tried to pull me away from his chair while saying, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa!!! Wait a second baby" as I pushed his hands away, he continued to resist. "Honey, I'm at work, we cant do that here." 

I jokingly said, "I have to give you a good end to your lunch, besides, we haven't had sex in your new office yet...." I then pushed his chest back into his chair and pulled his hard cock out of his underwear to where I could have some fun with him.

He quit fighting me as I began to lick and suck his cock to its full hardness. As I started to get into a rhythm I could tell that he was not going to last very long.

Just then, we heard a knock at the office door and heard the door unlatch as someone turned the handle to come in.

Since I was in such a precarious position I had no choice but to duck into the foot well of my husbands desk as he quickly slid his chair up to his desk to hide his hard cock that would have been in full view of anyone that entered.

I then heard Jeff, another partner with my husbands law firm say, "Hey Tom, hey we need you down the hall for that deposition going on." As I leaned over and gave his still hard cock and nice long lick from his balls, all the way to the tip, he replied, "Okay, I'll be right there."

Almost immediately I heard the door latch back shut and my husband pushed his chair away from his desk to see me ducked under his desk with a smug look on my face.

"That was a very nice effort, but now I have to go to a meeting that I'm late for." He said as he zipped and buttoned his pants back up.

I said, "If you can be late, I'll finish what I started..."

"I would love to let you finish me off but unfortunately I can't." He said. "Can I take a rain check for later tonight." To which I mischievously said, "I don't know, I'm still horny now and I'm in dire need of some hard cock to make me scream. I might need to go find some elsewhere."

He just smiled and jokingly said, "Guess a woman's got to do what a woman's' got to do." Then he leaned towards me to give me a peck on my lips and said, "Let yourself out, okay Kitten..." 

I gave him an exaggerated sigh and frown and he was off. 

I sat back in his chair to ensure my hair and makeup didn't outwardly appear to have been disheveled and then walked towards the elevator.

As I left my husbands office to head for home I figured I would have some innocent fun with the construction workers that were oh so pleased to have seen me get out of my car. This time I made sure to walk on the same side of the street as the new building so they could get a closer look at me.

When I turned the corner onto the street where the construction was, I began to add a little strut to my walk. The sounds of the construction work began to again diminish and be replaced by the hoots and hollers that I had heard earlier.

Just then I heard a loud horn that apparently signified that they were done for the day. All of the construction men were starting to gather around on the sidewalk outside the site.

So I suddenly decided that I was going to take this opportunity to have some fun. I eyed two strapping young gentleman that were talking to one another and walked right up to them to start a conversation.

We had a little banter back and forth where I stroked their ego quite a bit and I mentioned how scary it must be to work so high up off the ground. They eagerly tried to convince me that it's really not that bad once you're up there working.

All at once my wheels started turning and I thought this would be a great opportunity to have some fun with my husband.

I was quickly able to convince them to take me up to the 15th floor to see if I thought it was scary myself. 

They handed me a hard hat and we proceeded over to the construction elevator. On the ride up we continued our fun, flirty banter and I could tell that they were both enjoying the view of my tight fitting outfit and the bit of skin that I was showing. I played a little hard to get but didn't want to outwardly shut them down.

Just then, the elevator doors opened at the 15th floor and they both motioned for me to exit first. Just like the true gentleman that they were but I'm sure they just wanted to get a better look at my ass.

We walked over to the edge of the building where I could get a clear view of office tower across the street that my husband works in. 

Just then, I realized that I had a clear view of the conference room that my husband was litigating the deposition in. I waved and tried to get his attention but to no avail. So I picked up my cell and sent him a text message. I told him, "Look out the window across the street and see what play toys I have with me."

Just as I saw my husband pick up his phone to read my text message I put one arm around each of my tour guides and said, "Wow, it is kind of scary up here." 

I actually wasn't scared at all but any reason I could drum up to get closer to the hot young virile construction workers was okay by me.

The gritty smell of their muscular bodies was quite arousing and I found myself being seriously turned on.

Just then I noticed my husband had moved closer to the window and was peering straight across the street at us. I then pulled off my hard hat to let my long brown hair flow freely in the wind and with my other hand I blew my husband a kiss.

As my husband waved in response, I asked my two new friends to wave back. While they waved, one of them asked, "Who is that?" 

I replied, "Oh him; that's my husband, he's a partner at the law firm across the street."

As I felt their grip on me instantly relax as they almost stepped away from me I said, "Oh don't worry, no reason to be scared, we have the kind of relationship where my husband likes me to have a little fun on the side."

Still a little leery of the situation, they suggested we head back down stairs.

The ride back down the elevator was not nearly as flirtatious as I would have liked. I could tell they were still taken aback by what I had said.




Girls Night Out!



So as we exited the elevator I gave each one a hug and a peck on the cheek and then handed each of them a card with my name and phone number. Then I said, "If either of you ever want to have some fun, give me a call."

As I stepped away, it was apparent that some of the others had heard what I had said by the look on their faces.

I walked through the crowd as it spread for me and found my way back to my SUV where I sped away.

As I was driving towards home, my phone started to blow up with text messages. While stopped at a stoplight I checked my phone to see that I had numerous messages from my girlfriends that wanted me to go out with them tonight. 

I quickly texted back, "I'm in!" And then messaged my husband to let him know that I was going to be out with the girls tonight.

On my way home I decided that I needed something to make me feel just a little extra sexy tonight so I stopped off at my favorite little boutique.

For girls night out I picked out a black leather short skirt that was tight against my tanned legs. A white, drape front, top with a cutout back but still hugged my tits so tight that it almost appeared like I was in a wet t-shirt contest. 

As I pulled up the drive, I could see that my husband was already home. I walked in, eager to share with him what I had purchased.

We met in the kitchen and talked about how his deposition went and discussed my adventures at the construction site. I asked him to come with me so I could show off my new outfit for girls' night that I had bought today.

He followed me into our bedroom where I told him to wait while I went into the bathroom to change.

I showered, styled my hair in a kind of tattered look that drives the boys crazy. I put on my makeup so I had smoky sexy eyes that would be irresistible to anyone. Put on my new outfit with a pair of black leather boots with a four-inch platform heels and a gold zipper that went up the back of my leg that couldn't help but lead anyone's eye straight to my voluptuous rock hard ass. 

As I walked back into our bedroom to find my husband lying on our bed watching television, I walked over to the side of the bed and asked him what he thought of my outfit. I spun around to show him the way the tight leather skirt hugged my ass.

He asked me to turn back around so he could get a full view of the outfit. By this time he was sitting up on the edge of the bed and he slid his hand across my leather-clad ass as I turned around for him again.

When I was facing him again he said, "Wow, you look hot, that shirt looks like you can almost see through it."

I replied, "I know, that's just the way I wanted it to be."

He then grabbed my tits with his big strong hands and told me I'd have to be punished again for my naughty behavior today. 

He was pinching my nipples ever so softly that it made chills go down my spine and made my pussy wet.

Then I told him, "My outfit is not quite complete, I think I need your help"; As I took his hand and slid it between my thighs.

He said, "Oh, naughty girl, no panties."

"That's what I need help with. Can you pick me out a sexy pair."

He never moved a muscle, except for his fingers as he fingered my clit and the edge of my pussy. 

I leaned forward to grasp his shoulders and threw my head back as he continued to massage my clit and I came on his hand from his expertise.

I then pushed him onto his back so I could take his pants off. As I pulled his pants and underwear off in one swift movement, his rock hard cock sprang free.

I leaned down and took his cock in my mouth and began to suck his manhood for all I was worth. With the intensity that I was sucking and all the pent up frustration from his day, there was no way that he was going last very long. I soon felt him start to tense up and he grunted as his cock shot thick ropes of cum into the back of my throat where I readily swallowed it down.

As I let his softening cock slip from my mouth I stood back up and looked at him laying there; the picture of elation and relaxation.

I left him lay there while I went back to the bathroom to touch up my hair and makeup again.

When I returned from the bathroom, he was up and had picked me out a pair of bright turquoise, high cut, shapely boy shorts with ruching between my ass cheeks that pull them into the center to hug each cheek perfectly. They were the perfect contrast to my black leather skirt, should anyone get a chance to peek at them. As for a bra, I just had to go braless since my top was backless. Good thing my enhanced tits held up the front of my shirt by themselves with just a small string around the back of my neck. 

I gave him a hug and a kiss and promised to wake him when I got home.

As I went to leave the room I said, "Wait, I almost forgot one thing." I then slid off my 3-caret diamond wedding ring set and laid it on the nightstand, right next to my husband so every time he looks at his alarm clock, he'll know that I'm out to play.

He said, "Why are you leaving that here?" 

To which I replied, "I don't want to discourage anyone from approaching me tonight." 

As his chin fell, I blew him one last kiss and walked out the door.

Tonight the girls decided that they wanted to go to one of our old college hang out bars. Since it was about a forty minute drive away I called for a Town Car Limo to pick me up to ensure I could make it home safely, besides, I figured that I deserved it.

By the time I got to the bar it was almost 10PM.

I walked in to find the place packed. I had to make my way through a sea of young hot college guys before I could find the girls.

The other two girls were already there and by the way they were acting and the stack of empty shot glasses I could tell that this was going to be a fun evening.

I sat down and immediately motioned for the waitress to bring us another round of shots. When the shots arrived we toasted to an amazingly fun girls night out.

We shamelessly shot down almost every guy that came over to ask us to dance. Every now and then we would let someone pull one of us out on the floor for a song with a good beat to it.

As the night wore on the drinks continued to flow. During one song, the three of us were out on the dance floor together dancing like fools; just having a great time with each other.

Just then someone tapped me on the shoulder and yelled over the music to ask if he could cut in. As I turned around I saw a tall handsome young college stud.

I figured hey, why not and took a step towards him to dance. As we danced, he grabbed my hips and pulled me him into him where I could feel his hard cock against my hip. I purposely made an effort to see how hard I could make him.

I ground into him and made sure to look up at him so he could see down my flimsy shirt. As the song wore on I turned and faced away from him so I could rub my tight leather clad ass against his hard cock.

When the song ended he walked me back to our table where the other girls were waiting. He asked, "Hey can I buy you girls the next round?" To which I replied, "Of course."

Obviously I could tell that he was using this as an excuse to linger at our table a little longer.

As we sat there, he attempted to make some small talk and then mentioned, "Ya know, I noticed you as soon as you walked in here with that incredibly sexy outfit on."

I then said, "Do you really think I wore this outfit to not get noticed by someone?"

My college stud seemed to be getting a little full of himself and began to get a little grabby. He scooted his chair closer and straddled my chair. By now he was leaning up against my left shoulder and reached up to pull my hair off of my shoulder to see my neck and then placed his hand on my thigh. 

I then said, "Whoa, slow down their speed racer, gotta be careful, one of these girls might tell my husband."

He again pulled my hair back off my ear and softly whispered in ear, "I don't care if you're married, I still want to fuck your brains out."

I seductively bit my lower lip, as I gently turned towards him to let him know that I had heard him loud and clear.

The DJ put on one of my all-time favorite songs and I pulled him back out onto the dance floor to bump and grind with him.

Just then I looked across the bar and I see an old friend that I haven't seen in years. Neil was my husbands' best man in our wedding. He was looking exceptionally hot with his sandy blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and glistening tanned skin.

I then looked back at my college stud to say, "I think just I found who I want to notice me." As I walked away from him, leaving him alone on the dance floor.

I headed straight towards Neil and wrapped my arms around him to give him a big hug. He instantly had a huge smile on his face as he was genuinely just as excited to see me.

All through college we had always seemed to have a thing for each other but I was always dating Tom who was his best friend, so it had never gone anywhere.

I immediately asked him, "What brought you to town, long way from New York to LA?"

He said, "I had to come back to town for a few days to check on mom and dad and figured I would stop by here to see what's going on."

He wrapped his arm around my waist, started looking across the bar and asked, "Where are you guys sitting? I'd love to catch up on old times with Tom."

I turned, staring him straight in face and said, "Silly boy, cant you tell by the way I'm dressed, its girls night out and I'm here to have fun." Then holding my left hand up, playfully said, "See, no ring for girls night."

By the time we got back to our table, the other two girls had picked up a couple other young hot studs and there was only one chair left.

He offered the chair to me but I declined and nudged him backwards until he sat down. I then stepped between his legs and sat on his knee.

I called the waitress over and as I ordered him three shots and beer, I told him, "You're way behind and you need to catch up."

His drinks arrived and he downed the shots quickly. I then gave him a peck on the cheek and told him, "I'm so glad you're here." As I raised my arms in the air and while shaking my tits, shouted, "Woooo, Hooooo... We're going to have fun tonight."

As I sat on his lap with my tits in his face, I could feel a bulge in his pants start to grow.

When I good song came on I quickly stood and grabbing his hand, roughly pulled him out of his seat and out towards the dance floor.

While dancing I proceeded to bump and grind on him like I did my college stud. The more I ground on him the larger the bulge in his pants got.

We danced through a few songs and It was getting really hot on the dance floor so I leaned into his ear and said, "I'm hot, lets go outside to cool off."

On our way outside I stopped by the table to tell the girls where I was going. Shelly gave me her sly little smile and a wink as if she knew what was about to happen. He then comfortably placed his arm around my shoulders as we headed towards the exit.

Once outside we found a bench to sit down and relax and talk about all the good times we had together. Neil then said, "I've always been so jealous of Tom. I've always regretted how he beat me to you. Its not very often you meet someone who is so beautiful as has such an awesome personality."

I leaned towards him, looking deep into his piercing blue eyes and asked in a soft sultry voice, "Then why don't kiss me?"

He leaned in and took my head in his hands and softly kissed my lips.

He pulled away and started to say, "What about To..." 

Before he could finish the sentence, I put my finger to his lips and said, "Shhhhh... Don't worry; this can be our little secret." 

I then sat on his lap and passionately started kissing him. He was as fabulous a kisser as I always dreamed he would be. Soft lips, just the right amount of tonque and just the right amount of touching in all the right spots.

Just then, a bunch of drunken college kids exited the bar and sat on the benches next to us. They were extremely drunk, loud and obnoxious.

We decided that we couldn't have any privacy sitting on the bench so I suggested we go sit in the Limo that had been waiting for me in the parking lot.

As we got the car, Neil opened the door for me and I stepped inside. I reached for my purse and pulled out a 50 and handed it to the driver. Then said, "Hey, why don't you go get yourself a cup of coffee."

Before the driver could even get out of the car, we were all over each other.

As we began to make out I stopped for a second and sat up and pulled my shirt up over my head to expose my perfect tits for his pleasure, which he immediately reached out to fondle.

I then reached over and grabbed his shirt and ripped it open, in the process, ripping off a few buttons. I giggled and said, "I guess I owe you a new shirt, but I've always wanted to do that to you."

With that he grabbed me and pushed me onto the seat and started sucking on my tits while he reached between my legs and began to rub my pussy through my panties. He then said, "Wow, you feel a little excited down here."

That's when I reached down and pulled my skirt up onto hips and said, "Well maybe you should take a closer look."

When I said that he sat up and I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head, the way he was ogling my blue turquoise panties. 

He said, "Oh, these are hot and he glided his hand across my pussy."

I said, "That's nothing, check out how great they make my ass look." As I rolled over and got on my knees and stuck my ass in his face.

He immediately dove in and started kissing my ass cheeks as he slowly pulled my panties off my ass and down towards my knees.

He then gently pushed my lower back down so my pussy would rotate back and he began to lick my clit.

I moaned as he licked me and then suddenly he grabbed my hips and flipped me over, pulled my panties completely off, and said, "I'm keeping these". As he put them in his pocket.

He reached down, spread my thighs, and buried his head in my pussy. He was an absolute expert with his tongue. 

He licked my clit as he slid first one, then two fingers inside me, making me gasp. He took his time and teased me right to the edge of my orgasm several times. Then he pulled his fingers out and I reached down and grabbed his hand and pulled it to my mouth for me to lick clean. 

He let out such a moan; I thought he was going to cum in his pants right there.

He then put his face back to my crotch and began to lick the rim of my pussy. Then he moved back up to my clit and started to lick me with more intensity; building me up towards an orgasm. 

Suddenly he stuck two fingers back into me and rubbed directly on my G-spot. I could hold off no longer and I moaned loudly as I came all over his hand and face.

As I lay there on the seat trying to catch my breath, Neil sat back in the seat to admire my glow across my mostly naked body.

I then sat up and told him, "Wow, that was amazing!" I leaned into him again and ran my hand down across his crotch to find his still very hard cock straining to be released.

As I awkwardly pulled as his belt and zipper he said, "Let me help you."

To which I playfully replied, "Yeah, get those pants out of my way."

He undid his pants and pulled them down to his knees to reveal his beautiful, hard cock that was bouncing up and down to the beat of his heart.

I then said, "Wow, that's an amazing piece of equipment you have there."

I hopped off the bench seat onto the floor and almost dove into his crotch to see how much of that monster I could get in my mouth. My hand could barely reach around it, it was so thick.

Slowly I took his enormous cock and stretching my lips around it, slid it deep into my mouth, taking as much as I could. That thing was so massive that I thought I might dislocate my jaw.

He let out a loud moan and said, "I've always dreamed about you doing that."

As I pushed my mouth back onto his cock I proceeded to stroke his shaft with my hand, in time to the bobbing of my head. I could barely get my little hands around his girth.

I started to feel him get tense so let his cock slip from my mouth and moved down to lick and suck his shaved balls into my warm mouth.

I then licked just below his balls along his perineum and he let out a high picked screech as he bucked his hips upward. He let out a screech like a teenaged boy going through puberty.

Then I put one of his balls back in my mouth and lightly scrapped my teeth along his scrotum as I pulled my head away, to which he said, "Ahhhh, oh my God, you're amazing."

Through bated breath he then said, "Suck it again baby, put my cock in your mouth."

I then slid his cock back into my mouth and started to gently make love to it as I arched my back so he could see my tight ass with my sexy thong tan lines.

With my hair flowing in time to the bobbing of my head and my hand gently stroking his hardness, I was not sure how much longer he was going to last.

He said, "Oh fuck, that's great! Can I cum in your mouth?"

I made no response other than to start stroking and sucking him faster.

As I furiously sucked his cock, it felt like it swelled even further as he began to gently thrust his hips in time to my rapid sucking.

He then grabbed ahold of the edge of the seat and squeezed and he began to clench every muscle in his body.

I responded by forcing his cock as far down my throat as possible to where it made me gag a little.

When he felt the pressure of the back of my throat on the tip of his cock he was sent over the edge.

AHHHhhhhhAAAAHHHHH, oh fuck!!!! I'm cumming!!! AH, AH, AH, Ahhhh!!!

As his huge cock spewed his seed into my mouth I greedily swallowed it down.

I sat up on the seat next to him and wiped a drop of his cum from the corner of my mouth and sucked it off of my finger while I gave him a chance to compose himself.

He said, "Oh, that's so hot." And reached over and grabbed me by the back of my head and kissed me hard. As he slowly pulled away from me he said, "Sorry for cumming in your mouth there was no way I could hold off any longer."

I replied, "I wouldn't have had it any other way." And he kissed me again. By now a few hours had passed and it was getting to be late. We parted with a sweet kiss goodbye and the promise to never speak a word of our encounter to anyone.

When I arrived back home, near 4AM, the house was completely dark except for the porch light. I walked in, turned off the porch light and headed upstairs. 

As I got into our bedroom I went straight to my walk-in closet and turned on the light. I unzipped my boots and stepped out of them, pulled my shirt up over my head and pushed my skirt down off my ass. I've always felt that it feels so seductive to push a tight skirt down off my tight ass.

I pulled a simple silk camisole out of my closet to sleep in and pulled it over my head. As the fabric draped down over my body, the fabric had a chill to it and it instantly made my nipples hard. I turned off the closet light and felt my way over to our bed.

I had told my husband that I would wake him when I got home but it was later than I thought it would have been so I figured I would let him sleep. I walked to my side of our bed and went to crawl in but as I placed my hands on the bed I felt a piece of paper.

Curious to know what was there, I turned on my nightstand light to find a note from my husband lying on my side of our bed. In the dim light I could now also see my husband lying on top of the bed comforter, completely naked, completely asleep and surprisingly, semi hard.

I read the note, "Welcome home honey! Hope you had a great time. Please wake me when you get home. I've been waiting for you (without touching myself, as promised) and cannot wait to hear about your night. Your loving husband, Tom".




Girls Night Out!



Oh, if he only knew what a great time I really did have!

I thought for a second and being that I was still horny from not having been fucked, I figured I would go ahead and wake him.... But I'm going to wake him my way!

I tiptoed back to my closet to retrieve some toys. I grabbed a blackout blindfold, my red and black leather 20 inch flogger, a riding crop and two red silk neck ties I keep in my drawer for just such an occasion.

I quietly walked over to my husband where I gently put the blindfold over his eyes, being extra careful to ensure I did not wake him yet.

Just then he started to move so I quickly put my hand over his mouth as I quickly straddle his chest, pinning his arms to the bed I bent over and whispered to him, "Don't you dare move a muscle or you will be severely punished.'

I then took my flogger with my right arm I twisted backwards and whipped it across his thighs to let him know I meant business.

While he lay still as demanded, I took the red neckties one by one and gently tied his wrists to his thighs making sure to use a slipknot so if he struggles he will only become more confined.

By the time I had finished tying him up, I noticed his cock was hard as a rock.

As I slipped off my silk camisole he begged with a soft voice, "Mistress Emily, will you please tell me what you did tonight?"

I then took my crop and softly started to tap his hard cock and said, "I ask all the questions here. I'll tell you what you need to know when I'm ready."

I then leaned over and gently sucked on one of his nipples and then with my teeth gave him a little bite. 

He jumped a little and let out a moan.

I leaned over him and stuck one of my tits in his mouth and instructed him to softly suck it.

As he began to suck on my nipple I got wet.

He started to get a little rough so I immediately pulled away and whipped him across his chest with my crop.

He let out a gasp and flinched and his cock jumped and got harder.

I could tell that he liked what I was doing.

I then crawled up between his legs and bent over and slowly licked from right between his balls to the tip of his cock.

I took the tip of his cock and sucked just the head into my mouth to tease a bit.

Then I mischievously told him, "The bar was full of young hot college boys that were ready to play."

His cock jumped at the thought.

I then slowly crawled further up his body while straddling his legs.

I stopped at his chest to suck on his nipples, which always drives him crazy.

I gently teased and roughly sucked and got a little rougher and bit it, ever so slightly as I pulled away.

I crawled up a little further, started to lick his ear and whispered, "I have something to tell you... I let someone eat me out.... And I sucked his big hard cock... till he came in my mouth.... But I didn't get fucked, so I'm hot, and wet and I want your cock inside me. Do you think you can do that?"

"Yes, Mistress Emily."

I then slid my pussy down his body until the tip of his cock was at my entrance.

I started rocking my hips so just the tip of his cock would get a little wet.

Then, all at once I pushed my hips down as hard as I could and took that big, thick throbbing cock inside me and I gasped as I took him deep.

As I rode him, he begged me to untie his arms. He said, "I want to touch you, I want to please you."

I replied, "No way, you're being punished. I will grant you one thing. The gift of sight, so you can watch me ride this cock and cum all over it."

I reached down and pulled off his blindfold.

As my husband lay there helplessly, I rode his cock, caressed my tits and pinched my nipples to the point of ecstasy.

I started to ride him faster and harder and I could feel his cock twitch inside me and rub against my G-spot.

Just then, he asked, "Mistress Emily, I'm going to cum. May I cum?"

I was right at the point of climax and I yelled, "YES, YES, Cum inside me."

As the tip of his cock rubbed past my G-spot again I clenched my pussy around his cock and as I started to cum I could feel his cock begin to erupt inside me.

I collapsed down on top of my husbands' chest from exhaustion and slowly reached down to untie his arms.

He wrapped his big strong arms around me and said, "I Love you so much."

I said, "I Love you too baby." And fell fast asleep, lying on his chest.

I awoke laying along side my husband with his arms still around me.

With a peck on his cheek I crawled out bed and said, "I'm going to get take a bath."

"Okay, I'm going to head downstairs and start breakfast."

While I was lying relaxed, soaking in my bubble bath, I started to daydream about my encounter with Neil last night. 

Last night had been so amazing, he was better then I had ever imagined. The touch of his hand, the tenderness of his kiss, that amazing hard cock. 

Oh how I wish we would have had time to take it further.

Just then, the phone rang; I heard Tom yell out from downstairs, "I got it."

I tried to settle back into the tub and relax but I knew Tom would have breakfast ready soon, so I knew I needed to hurry and finish my bath.

As I walked into the kitchen, Tom had a beautiful spread of food on the table for brunch.

When he saw me he stopped in his tracks and stared and said, "Wow, you look hot, what's with the workout clothes with your girls standing so proud?"

"Oh, I have a Yoga class to teach at 1PM, and if I don't hurry, I'm going to be late."

"Well turn around first and let me check out your amazing ass in those pants."

So I spun around to show off my goods as Tom whistled under his breath.

I had to hurriedly eat so I wouldn't be late and gave him a quick little kiss as I ran out the door.

I enjoy yoga partially because it keeps me fit but also because it keeps me limber enough to put my feet behind my head. My husband loves that move.

As I arrived home and walked into the kitchen, Tom stopped, looked at me and said, "Wow, I love the glow you get after a workout, you look absolutely radiant."

I noticed that he was deep into the preparation of quite an elaborate meal, "Wow!" I said, "Quite the elaborate spread. What brought this all on?"

He replied, "I have a little surprise, I invited someone over for dinner tonight."

Just then, the doorbell rang and I looked at Tom with a surprised look on my face. 

He said, "Oh, he must be here early. Can you be a dear and get the door? I'm right in the middle of this."

"Who, Is it?" I said, "I can't go answer the door like this."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. Can you also make our guest comfortable before you go change your clothes?"

I walked to the door and opened it to find Neil, the very sexy man whose beautiful hard cock just happened to have been in my mouth last night.

Just the sight of him instantly turned me on a little and I could feel my nipples start to harden, but I had to put him in his place right away. "What in the fuck are you doing here?" I said

He replied, "Is that how you greet guests here?" Then as he gave me a big hug he whispered in my ear, "I've thought of nothing but you since the second we parted last night." Then stepped back and jokingly said; "Besides I wanted to catch up with Tom."

"You're thinking with your little head instead of your big head! Yeah, we had some fun last night, but we agreed that, that was it." I sternly said.

"Sorry, I just had to see you." He said as I stepped aside to allow him past me and into our house.

As I followed him towards the kitchen where Tom was, I enjoyed staring at his nice ass in a very tight pair of Wrangler jeans as he walked. Fuck, this was going to be a long evening.

Once we got back the kitchen, Neil and Tom greeted each other in their caveman like ways that men do. Tom already had a cold beer waiting for Neil and the drinking began.

I excused myself to go get cleaned up and change out of my workout gear.

As I got into the sanctuary of my bathroom I took off my clothes and got in a hot shower.

While I was in the shower with the hot water running over my body I couldn't help but be a little aggravated that Neil came by. But then again, he did say he thought of me... and he does look hot...

Once I was cleaned up and out of the shower, I got thinking... We had talked about all the little college boys and how I thought that Wranglers made their ass look so hot. Then, into my house walks Neil with a brand new pair of Wranglers on. They really do make his ass look nice, but he wore those jeans just to fuck with me. Well two can play at that game.

Before I got dressed I picked out a sexy red bra and thong panty set. Knowing from past experience that Neil's favorite color is blue, I picked out a bright blue skin tight (probably a size or two, too small) tank top dress. As I started to put the dress on, I decided that no bra was needed with this dress. That dress was hugging my tits so tight that they were almost spilling over the neckline and if I slipped at all my nipples were going to be visible.

As I pulled the dress down and over my ass you could visibly see my high cut thong panty line through the material of my dress. That should get their attention. I finished off my teasing outfit with a pair of red leather Louboutin's.

Just as I was heading back downstairs to watch my boys come undone, I put my hair up in a clip and grabbed a pair of black rimmed glasses that I wear specifically because they drive Tom wild.

When I stepped off the stairway and onto the tile, I immediately heard their conversation take pause when they heard the click-clack of my heels on the floor.

I headed back into the kitchen to find Neil and Tom deep in conversation.

When Tom saw me, he interrupted his conversation and said, "Wow, you got all dressed up."

"Of course I did, we have company tonight."

Tom poured me a glass of wine and walked over to hand it to me. I leaned into him and whispered in his ear, "I really wore this outfit for you."

As he turned and stepped away I gave him a little smack on his ass which I know usually makes him uncomfortably hard.

I played it coy and turned to Neil and said, "So Neil, how have you been? What brings you to town?"

Neil responded, "I came to town because I had some old business I needed to take good care of."

As I said with a smile, "Are you calling me old?"

"NO, I said old business!"

Tom cut in and said, "Oh, you two haven't changed a bit! Just like old times. Why don't you two go in the other room and catch up, while I finish up dinner."

I walked back across the kitchen, grabbed the bottle of wine and said; "I think I need to take this with me." As I turned to leave, he smacked me on my ass.

As I walked towards our living room, I was as nervous as a whore in church.

We walked into the room and Neil pushed me up against the back of the sofa and I could feel his hard cock press against my ass as he softly whispered in my ear, "I want to bend you over and fuck your right here. You are so fucking hot!"

"You are not going to fuck me here!"

"Well at least you didn't say that I couldn't fuck you... Just not here huh? You know you want it just as much as I do..."

"Your right I do want it, and I wish I would have had you fuck me silly with that big cock of yours last night... Then maybe I wouldn't want you to fuck me so bad right now... but that was last night and this is now. And Tom is 15 feet away in the kitchen, so you need to be careful."

Then Neil said, "I don't fucking care!" as he grabbed my face with his strong hands leaned down to me and kissed me hard.

He kissed me with such passion and feeling using his lips and tongue to drive me wild for him. Just standing there I could feel myself getting my panties wet.

Just then, Tom yelled, "Hey you two, dinners ready."

As I pulled away from our kiss I whispered, "We need to be careful!"

I immediately turned from him and walked towards my husbands' voice.

During dinner, Neil and I were sitting directly across from one another. Soon after we sat down I felt the soft leather of his cowboy boot rub up against my leg. I glanced across the table to catch him eyeing me seductively. He was driving me wild with his teasing advances.

He was getting me so hot I just had to feel his cock again. I took off my shoe under the table and pushed my toes directly into his crotch where I could feel his hard cock through his jeans.

Since I was sitting directly across from him, he had a spectacular view of my tits and I could feel him staring at them.

Just then, Tom said, "I know I sat you across from the twin peaks, but you don't have to stare at them. Ya know, if you give her a few more glasses of wine, she'll show them to you." As we all laughed.

"Oh, if that's all it takes, let me fill up your glass then."

We all laughed and relaxed a little further.

Then Tom jokingly said, "You two should just go fuck each others brains out and get it over with." As Neil and I nervously laughed again.

After dinner, Neil and I helped Tom clear the table then Tom said, "Hey why don't you two go in the other room and I'll bring dessert in, in a moment."

We went back to the living room and as soon as I sat on the sofa we turned to each other and began kissing like old lovers.

We kissed hard and I crawled up on top of him and straddled his lap as the skirt of my dress rode up my thighs and exposed my red panties.

Without ever taking my lips off of his I reached between us to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants.

As his hard cock was freed I wrapped my hand around it and could feel it throb as I stroked it.

I was feeling so hot; I broke our kiss off, slid off his lap and kneeled between his legs.

Taking his cock in my mouth felt so good and served to make me even more wet.

Sucking his cock was making me even hornier but I didn't want him to cum in my mouth this time... I needed his cock deep in my pussy.

Just then, Tom walked in...

Neil and I stopped what we were doing and almost in stereo said; "Oh fuck."

"What the fuck is going on?" Tom said

In the best smart-ass voice I could muster I said, "Well, you told me I should just go fuck him!"

I immediately stood up and walked over to my husband, As I reached him I gave him a hard passionate kiss which he returned. 

While I kissed him I reached down to feel his hard cock straining against his pants.

Whispering in his ear I said, "I didn't tell you the whole story about last night... I never told you who it was... He's sitting right over there..."

I could tell that he liked it because he let out a moan as if he was going to cum in his pants.

I quickly undid his pants and dropped my knees in one fell swoop, pulling his pants down to his knees as I went. I then immediately deep throated his cock and gave it four hard thrusts; each time, ramming it harder into the back of my throat.

I then stood up, looked him directly in the eyes and said, "I'm hot, I'm horny and I'm going to go over there and fuck your best friend RIGHT NOW... I know you've always wanted to see this happen, so you're going to go sit in that chair and watch!"

Tom obediently backed up to the recliner and sat down with his cock in his hand.

While I walked back over to Neil I pulled my blue dress up over my head and dropped it on the floor, leaving me in only my bright red panties and high heel fuck me pumps.

Getting back on my knees I took Neil's cock back in my hand, I looked to my husband and seductively asked, "You want me to suck it?"

In his current state of awe, he just nodded while slowly stroking his own cock.

I lowered my head and for the first time, sucked another mans cock, right in front of my husband.

The tremendous feeling of power I had over the two men in the room was intoxicating.

As I sucked Neils cock, he threw his head back into the sofa and began moaning loudly. 

I took him deep in my mouth till I gagged slightly and just then I heard my husband moan. While keeping my mouth firmly on Neils cock, I seductively looked out of the corner of my eye to see my husband furiously stroking his rock hard cock. 

Then I let his cock slip from mouth, licked his head and asked my husband, "Do you like to watch me do this"?

Again, he just stared and nodded.

I then stood, locked eyes with Neil and told him, "Take my panties off"!

He leaned towards me, grabbed my panties at my hips and slowly pulled them to the floor. "Throw them over to Tom". I said.

He did as he was told and as soon as they were in the air, I picked my foot up, driving my heel into his chest and pushed him back into the sofa.

I then crawled up onto his lap, straddling his cock that was now hovering at the entrance to my pussy.

As I lowered myself down and began to slowly take the head of his cock between my lips, I felt like a bolt of lightning shot through me.

I slowly lowered myself further, trying to adjust to his size as he stretched me further than I thought possible. I could swear he was going to split me in two.

When I finally got all the way down on him, I had to stop and catch my breath. I looked into Neil's deep blue eyes and said, "That feels amazing!"

He replied, "That's the tightest pussy I've ever had on my cock."

I then began to ride up and down on that glorious fuck tool. 

As I rode him, I seemed to better adjust to his size and slowly picked up my pace.

After a few minutes I was really able to get into a rhythm and Neil began to thrust his hips to meet me thrust for thrust.

By this time, I was in such a state of ecstasy that I didn't even know Tom was still there. It was just Neil and I, and the incredible fucking he was giving me.

Just then, I could tell that Neil was about to cum. I jumped off his cock, took that throbbing thing back in my mouth and sucked on it until he exploded with a loud groan.

As Neil was lying there, totally exhausted, I got up and turned to my husband.

I seductively walked over to him, looking into his eyes as I softly said, "Now its your turn".

I knelt in front of him, took his cock in my hand and licked from his asshole, all the way to the tip of his cock and then thrust it deep into my throat. I was so hungry for my husbands' cock that I knew so well.

I sucked his cock till he was very near his climax; just then, he reached down and grabbed me forcefully, picked me up and threw me into the chair that he had just been sitting in.

Without a word, he dove between my legs and started to devour my pussy like a man possessed.

As he licked my clit he thrust his fingers inside me and vigorously rubbed my G-spot. I came almost instantly! 

I then said, "Oh Tom, please come up here and fuck me."

As he slid his impressive cock inside me I couldn't believe how marvelous he made me feel.

He quickly began to fuck me hard and I felt like I could cum again very soon if he kept this up.

He was plunging his cock into me harder and harder. I shouted out, "I'm going to cum again!"

Just then, Tom moaned and then groaned loudly as he filled up my pussy with his warm cum.

Out of pure exhaustion, he fell over and collapsed on my chest.

As we were lying there gasping for air, I softly whispered in his ear, "Neil was amazing, but you are the finest lover I have ever had."



Girls Night Out



Piya was whistling away to herself. It was Friday night and the first Friday of the month and that meant it was her girl's night out. She loved to meet with her family and relatives but she loved her evenings spent with the girls. 

They were a mixture of people that she went to school friends and also some mothers that she had met since the birth of her daughter. She walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Whilst she waited for it to warm it she began to take her clothes off. 

She removed her blouse and then unclipped her bra. She placed them in the washing basket. She continued with removing the rest of her clothes. She pulled her jeans and knickers off and also added them to the washing basket. 

Now naked she walked into the shower and let the hot water cascade over her. She loved the feel of the hot water on her skin. It made her tingle with excitement and then she began to wash herself. She took the shampoo and soaped her head. She lathered it up and then she rinsed it out.

She checked what she had to use and she went for some Clinique because she knew that she some matching deodorant and perfume. She loved to smell all the same because she thought that it enhanced her scent.

She then checked out her pussy and decided that it could do with a shave. She liked to keep her pussy lips smooth and her pubic hair just about nicely trimmed. She had been for a wax once and they had some pubic hair stencils and she asked where she could get them.

They ordered them in because they were bought on mass and now she used them when ever she gave herself a trim. Tonight she was going to shape her pubic hair into a heart. She soaped her thighs and the majority of her pubic hair and then she began to shave herself. 

It too her about five minutes to shave herself. It was a bit awkward to hold the stencil in one hand and then use the razor with the other but eventually she was happy with what she had done. Satisfied with what she had done she took the shower head and began to shower off the excess hair.

Accidentally she hit her clit with the shower head and that was a mistake. Her clitoris popped out of its hood and she knew that she now would have to masturbate. She used the shower head continuously on her clit whilst she used her hand to touch her pussy lips.

They were so soft and smooth and she loved the sensation of her pussy. She spread her pussy lips with her hand and inserted a finger into it. She began to move it in and out. She continued to work her clitoris with the shower head. She then inserted a second finger and was gyrating her hips as the shower hit her clitoris.

She took her fingers out of her pussy and tasted her own juices. She loved the taste of herself, other women and most certainly male cumm. She could never get enough of any of it. She re-inserted her fingers into herself and began to work her pussy.

She bent her knees so that her fingers actually hit the back of her pussy. She moved them in and out and knew that she could add a third but she was happy with just the two. She had started off slowly with her clit being aroused by the shower but now she was working her pussy hard.

She had to cumm and wished that her husband was here. They knew each other intimately and they loved to make love and have sex in the shower. It was one of their favourite places. She imagined in her wildest dreams that they were under a waterfall and they were making love.

The thought of making love to her husband under a waterfall was enough to take her over the edge. Only the thought of her husband's naked body and long cock could make her cumm so quickly. She pushed down on her fingers and came all over them. She pulsed and jerked and her knees began to go weaken. 

She had to reach out a hand and place it against the shower wall to try and support her. It was a big orgasm. The thought of her husband had always had this effect on her. She loved her husband. He allowed her to have sex with other men but she saved love for her one and only man.

It was what made their relationship work. It was based on love and nothing could take that away from them. She had experienced a big orgasm but she had not squirted which is what her husband could make her do. She calmed down and then she finished washing herself.

She then stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. She dried herself and wrapped herself in the warmed towel and then she took another and wrapped her hair up in it. She brushed her teeth and then she applied the deodorant. She walked from the bathroom across the corridor to her bedroom.

Once in her bedroom she let the towel slip from her body and admired herself in the mirror. She still had good firm breasts and also her tummy was nicely toned and it was difficult to imagine that she had mothered a child. Satisfied with what she saw she sat down on the bed and reached for the hair dryer.

She blew dried her hair and then she applied the hair spray to hold it in situ. Finally she applied some subtle make-up. She was so gorgeous she did not need to draw attention to herself by having gaudy make-up.

She then walked to her lingerie drawer. This was her favourite drawer in the bedroom. When she opened it she felt like she was entering an Aladdin's cave of silk and satin and even in there some leather which she wore on special occasions for her husband. She picked up several bras and knickers and settled on a black silk half cup bra and some silk knickers. She also picked up a pair of seamed stockings and a suspender belt. 

She moved back to the bed and sat herself down. She took one of the stockings and drew it up her leg. She loved the feel of the silk on her legs and she could feel herself begin to moisten. She did the same with the second stocking and thought she could masturbate right now but she did not have time. 

She could already hear the girls beginning to arrive and her husband would be being the perfect host and giving them drinks. She stood and stepped into the knickers. She pulled them up and snuggled her pussy into them. She placed the suspender belt round her waist and attached the stockings to them. Finally she put on the bra and looked as her perfect breasts peaked out.

She walked to the wardrobe and found the little black dress that she was going to wear. She pulled it over her head making sure she did not touch her hair and let it slip down her body. She zipped it up and then completed the look with a clutch bag and a pair of 4in patent leather heels. She took one more look in the mirror and then she walked downstairs.

All the girls were there and they all had a drink in their hands. She asked her husband for a vodka and tonic. She loved to see her husband at this stage. As he prepared her drink she noticed that he had a hard-on. It was always the same. 

He was surrounded by gorgeous looking women and he could not take his eyes off of them and Piya could see the lust in his eyes. She wondered which one he really wanted to fuck. They had often discussed it in the bedroom but he was not for telling. 

He thought that might change the dynamics and instead he just looked around the room and gave her a knowing wink. The girls sipped their drinks as they gossiped. You could not believe that it had only been four weeks since they had seen each other they talked as if they had been apart for years.

Suddenly there was a beep outside and the girls drained their drinks. They all bent and gave George a kiss and then Piya told him to stand. He did as he was told and she gave him the most glorious of kisses that he went weak at the knees.

The girls all piled into a taxi and headed for town. They chatted away and soon they reached the restaurant where they were going to eat. They had decided to go Mexican tonight. They queued to get in and eventually they all got seated.

They ordered tequila slammers and mojitas and let the evening begin. The alcohol flowed freely and whilst they waited for the food to arrive they consumed copious amounts of alcohol.

Piya sat there and marvelled at her and her friends. They seemed to have hollow legs and the alcohol just went through them. They made frequent trips to the toilet. The food was really good and it was soon over. They finished their meal and paid the bill then headed for the bars.

As a foursome they were all stunning. They all had children and they all had lovely husbands who understood the need for them to have this time together. It was the same next week when the boys would all go out together. What went on these trips stayed on these trips and nobody enquired what people got up to. It was an unwritten rule between them and that way no-one was riddled with jealousy.

The bars seemed to come thick and fast and the night just passed by in a haze of alcohol and flirtations with men. They loved the attention that they got and they all knew that they were good looking. They also all knew that there was a possibility that they would end up with a man that night. 

They eventually finished with the bars and made it to the night club. They took to the dance floor and partied the night away. The girls all disappeared one but one and had liaisons with some of the men I the club. The exception was Piya. She stayed sat at the table and looked after the handbags.

Oh do not get me wrong she was interested in some of the men who came to chat to her but she believed in her vows. She loved her husband to bits and no matter how she thought about it she could not get round to betraying her husband and the vows that they had made. Her girlfriends knew this and thought that it was lovely.

They also knew that Piya would not let the secret drop to their husbands about what they got up to. They were the gang of four and extremely loyal to one another. This was the bond that had been built up over the years and would never be broken.

Eventually the club closed and they had to make their way home. The girls who were there had decided that they were going to carry on the party at one of their homes. They invited three men to join them. They piled into two taxis and headed for the one house where the husband was away for the night. When they got to the house the piled out and laughing and giggling they entered the house.

They put some music on and poured some drinks and just sat there and chatted. Again the girls decided which one of the men they would be going with and off they would go to the rooms upstairs. It was a big house so there were plenty of bedrooms to play in. Piya was alone again.

She nursed her glass of wine and then she said fuck it. She drained the glass and then she rang for a taxi. In the back of the taxi she thought about the girlfriends that she had and she wondered how they looked at their husbands in the morning. Piya knew that she would never be able to look her husband in the eye if she had strayed from her wedding vows.

When she had stood at the temple and taken her vows she knew that she would never break them. It was not only that she took her vows seriously she actually fancied her husband and he was the sexiest man that she knew and there are not many women that can say that and given the choice again she would make the same decision.

Eventually she got home she paid the taxi and walked up the drive to her home. She noticed that the lights were still on and she wondered if her husband was still awake waiting for her. He did like to know that she had got home safely and was always concerned about her.

She put the key in the lock and opened the door. She entered the house and closed the door behind her. She shrugged off her coat and hung it and placed her hand bag on the table. She walked into the front room and got a lovely surprise. Her husband was still sat there waiting for her. He offered her a whiskey and she gladly accepted.

As he prepared her drink for her she put on some music. They discussed the evening but as Piya had told the girls she would never break the bond and she just told him that she was bored and wanted to come home and be with him. Her husband glowed with pride that even after all this time his wife still wanted to spend time with him. He was one lucky man and he knew that he was.

She was gorgeous and she could have had her pick of men but she had chosen him and together they made a good combination. They were a good married couple, they were good lovers and they were really good friends and he could not imagine his life with out her. She made him complete and he hoped that he had the same effect on her.

Piya drained her drink and then she stood up. She went to the stereo and changed the music that was playing. She went for something slow and sensuous. She walked back to the couch and took the drink out of her husband's hand. She placed it on the table next to him and then she sat on his lap. 

She tilted his face and began to kiss him. She started by just kissing his lips but soon she was moving to his neck. She knew that he was particularly sensitive around the neck and as she kissed him she could feel his erection grow beneath her.

She continued to kiss his neck alternating which side she kissed he tried to reach out to kiss her back but she was in control of this situation. As she kissed him she moved her fingers down and began to undo his shirt. She popped a button at a time and then she stroked his bare chest.

She loved how smooth it felt beneath her fingers and could never get enough of it. She slipped the shirt off of his shoulders and drew it down his hands and then discarded it on the floor. She was still kissing up and down.

She could feel him push up into her buttocks. He wanted her but he loved it when she took control. It was a game that they played. They were so attuned to one another that they both could take turns over who was in charge and not feel intimidated. He knew that this was her night and he was going to enjoy himself.

She stopped kissing his neck and climbed off of him. She got down on her knees and began to kiss his chest. She kissed his chest and then she went to work on the nipples. She took one in her mouth and kissed it and the little nub began to grow. She gave it a little bite and felt the blood throb through it. She then moved to the other one and did the same thing. When they were both erect she kissed her way down his abdomen.

She stopped by his navel and kissed it. Then she kissed her way further down so that she was down by his groin. She undid the belt on his trousers and then unbuttoned them. She encouraged him to raise his hips so that she could draw his trousers down. She drew them and his trunks down his legs and added them to his shirt.

She looked back at him and saw his erect cock. It was about 8in long and really smooth. She loved the way he kept his cock and balls so smooth. It was a real turn-on for her and it also made him look so much bigger because she could see all of his cock. 

She got down on her knees and began to play with his balls. She loved to massage them in her hand and as she did she could feel and see his cock pulse. She knew that he wanted her to take him in her mouth but she was in control of the situation and she was going to tease him until he was begging for him to play with him.

She massaged his balls and kissed her way up and down his groin for about five minutes and then she decided to take him out of his frustration. She took her hand off of his balls and placed it on his cock. She loved the heat that emanated from it. She began to move her hand up and down the shaft. She loved to masturbate him. She loved to see his shiny helmet as she pulled the foreskin down. 

For ten minutes she moved her hand up and down the shaft and watched as he closed his eyes and savoured the sensations that she was giving him. Eventually she opened her mouth and engulfed the cock. She loved the way that he tasted because he took care of himself and he always tasted clean.

She let the cock rest in her mouth for a while and then she began to move her mouth up and down the shaft. She grabbed at his balls at the same time so that he was getting double sensation. She worked his cock in and out of her mouth for about fifteen minutes. Her jaw ached and she loved it. This was what she loved to do.

She may be in charge but she loved to please her lover, her husband and her friend. Eventually she felt his balls begin to contract and knew that he was on the verge of cumming. She worked her mouth faster up and down the shaft and then she locked her mouth on it as he exploded into her. She was not letting any of this go. She took it all and swallowed it with pleasure. 

When he had finished cumming she took her mouth off of his cock and licked her lips. She got off of her knees and stood up and faced him. She began to sway to the music and closed her eyes in sensation. She reached round and unzipped her dress. She drew it all the way down and then she watched as the dress fell to the floor. It landed around her ankles and she stepped out of it.

She then moved and reached round and undid her bra. She teased him so she held the bra to her chest. She looked at him and noticed that he was wanking his cock back to stiffness. She loved to watch him play with himself. She could watch him all day.

Eventually she dropped the bra to the floor and she showed him her breasts. He tried to reach out and touch them but she slapped his hand away. This was her time and she was going to tease him as much as possible. She looked down and saw that her nipples were rock hard.

God she was aroused and she could feel the juices leaking out of her pussy. She was wet and she knew he would slide into her no problem. She turned her back to him and bent down. She put her hand in the waist band of her knickers and drew them down her legs. He first got to see her buttocks and when she dropped them to the floor she turned round spread her lips and was showing him the pinkness of her pussy.

She was now just stood in stockings and heels and she was not going to take either of them off.

She walked towards him and put out her hand. He took hold of it and she pulled him up. He rose with her hand and when he was stood she started to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss that she was giving him.

His cock was between her thighs and he was a powerful man. He knew what she wanted. It was her favourite position. He picked her up and placed her over his cock. She hovered over his cock for a while and then she eased herself down onto it.

As she lowered herself down she wrapped her legs around him. They held onto one another and then he began to move her up and down his cock. She loved this position because it gave her great penetration and filled her completely. Up and down she moved on his shaft.

He was now in control and she was happy to giver herself to him. He grabbed her buttocks and moved her harder and faster up and down his cock. They were now in position of being as one. She was in heaven. 

This was what she loved. They were two people with one heart and she knew why she loved this man. They fucked like this for a good twenty minutes. Piya had several small orgasms and then she felt her husband begin to pulse and she knew that he was going to come again. She steadied herself because he came with such power.

Suddenly he tensed and then he began to shoot his cumm into her. It was enough for Piya and then she exploded down on his shaft. This time it was a big one and when she started she began to flooded him with her love juice. He had taken her to the edge that she loved to reach and she had gone over that edge and was in the throes of a massive orgasm.

They were both cumming so heavily. Piya knew that this man loved her and she knew that she had made the right choice when she had married him.. She felt her husbands knees begin to give way and he removed her from his cock and collapsed on to the sofa. Piya was also weak on the knees. They both took their drinks and cuddled on the sofa.




Girls Night Out



Boy he loved the girl's night out. He knew what went on with the other women but would never say anything whereas his wife and his lover always came home horny and the sex that they had was always amazing. They both drained their drinks and then he took ker by the hand and led her up the stairs.

He locked the house up and when he reached the bedroom Piya was in the bed and was playing gently with her pussy. He stood and watched. She knew her body intimately and he loved to watch her play with herself. She was not rubbing herself hard she was just gently caressing it.

He was tired but his cock was telling him something else. It began to grow again as he watched her play with herself. He climbed onto the bed and just laid down next to her. He put out a hand and began to gently caress her breasts. Her nipples were erect again and he loved to watch the way that they grew.

She looked him and beckoned him to her. He did as she told him. He climbed on top of her and placed his cock into her pussy. Together they moved as one and this time there was no passion it was making love.

Slow and sensuous and he loved this as much as the sex that they had. It was slow and gentle and they could go for ages like this. This was not about cumming. This was about showing each other that they still loved one another. It went on for about an hour. They had both orgasmed out so this was just the perfect end to a wondrous evening. They fell asleep with his cock still imbedded in her.



Girl's Night Out



"He had me screaming all night!" Kim confided.

The blond told her friends Amy a hot tiny brunette and Jessie an Amazonian redhead about her night with her new husband Rich. The three longtime friends had been sexual adventures for years. They had experimented with each other and had tried almost every type of fetish. But Kim had left that behind after her marriage.

Although Jessie and Amy were happy for their friend and liked Rich, they were a little jealous of the new relationship.

"Kimmie you know marriage does not mean you have to be monogamous."

"Yes," Jessie added "You can share him."

Kim gaped at them, "You want to sleep with my husband?"

"Why not," Amy countered. 'We shared boyfriends before."

Kim started laughing, "Remember when Amy and I kidnapped your boy toy."

Jessie frowned, "We did go too far that night. After you two spent a night with him as your bitch, he broke up with me."

"Nonsense, he claimed he was up for anything." Kim said.

"What about Rich?" Amy asked. 'How kinky is he?"

"Kinky enough to appreciate a kidnap/domination scenario."

Dressed in all black, Jessie and Amy approached Kim's house. Passing by her new BMW they reach the garage entrance.

"I hope he is as kinky as he is rich, "Amy whispered.

They entered and climbed up the stairs. Kim would have him seated in the living room. Thursday was their bondage night.

Jessie saw his tied up, his black hair and restrained arms visible.

Amy walked up, "surprise."

But it wasn't Rich. It was a male sex doll.

"What the..." the lights went out and then a net dropped on top of them.

Strong hands grabbed them and put handcuffs on them.

The lights came back on and a nude Rich and Kim stood over them.

"Surprise!" they chorused.

Jessie grunted, "Kim, we did not agree to this."

Rich who was already hard sat on his large captive and gently stroked her face. "Well you did not ask me either."

Kim stripped and sat on Amy opposite him. "I hope you two are not too upset. But we have been wanting to have you in for a sex romp for a while."

"You could have just asked?" Amy pointed out.

Kim gave her a long passionate kiss. "We thought we could engage more than one fantasy tonight."

"Yes," Rich agreed, as he started playing with Jessie clit. "We have been playing master/slave games every Thursday night. But are both natural Doms. So I thought we could dominate two beautiful slaves."

Jessie laughed, "Kim you are right. He is as kinky as we are."

Lead by leashes, Jessie and Amy saw a very large dungeon.

"Giving her a spank on her ass, "Rich whispered, there are many advantages to being wealthy."

"I can see that."

"Wait till you see, the bondage toys we had built in the car, "Kim boasted. Pushing Amy to the floor, "start worshiping my body slut."

"Yes mistress", Amy began at her feet and worshipping Kim's pussy.

Dragging her by her leash, Rich forced Jessie face into Kim's ass." Lick it."

Jessie went eagerly to work.

"Amy, "Kim ordered, deep throat my husband cock.

Rich french kissed his soul mate as their slaves serviced them.

The space included a wrestling mat.

Amy had been tied in a foot stool position as Kim rested her legs on her.

Jessie had been un cuffed. "I have another fantasy which Kim can't help me with."

"What's that?"

"Conquering an Amazon." He gestured to the mat. 'Let's wrestle."

Jessie looked him hauntingly she was 6-4 while he was only 5-8. "Little man you are going to be my plaything."

They gripped arms and began. Jessie started forcing him down and he shifted slightly causing her to lose balance and fall flat on her face.

He smirked and climbed on top and gave her quick spanking. Before rolling away.

"Oh" she snarled in frustration. The tall woman than charged bringing them both to the floor.

"Got you now!" she exclaimed

Rich stuck his lounge in her ear. As she was distracted she suddenly was trapped by his legs.

She tried to get loose, but it was like a vice.

"Now for some fun, "her Master started playing with her tits and kissed her.

Jessie was getting hot and frustrated, 'I give."

"What was that?"

"I surrender."

"It is toy time, "Kim announced.

Jessie was exhausted as Kim locked her friend is the stocks.

"Does he have any brothers?' she whispered.

"Yes, but only Kim gets to fuck and dominate my younger siblings." Rich informed her.

"Speaking of which," Kim remarked. "It's time for you two as she spread Jessie ass

"Ah!"

"Take it."

Rich grabbed Amy by the hair and threw on the bed. He kissed her fireclay.

"Please Master fuck me, "Amy pleaded.

He looked at the diminutive brunette, "My pleasure."

She squealed with pleasure as he thrusted in.

Both loss track of time until Kim tapped him on the shoulder.

"I want some."

He nodded as he put Amy in between them.

"Suck my pussy bitch."

Rich began fucking her in the spit roast position.

"You are next Jessie."

Leaving Amy on the bed, Kim released Jessie and had her put on a fresh strap on this time Kim took the anal position as they roasted the Amazon.

"Come over here Amy, "he commanded.

"Master?"

Rich grabbed her head as her kissed her.

"That was great, "Jessie enthused.

"I can see why you have not been around, "Amy added.

"And I can see why Kim thought this would be great, "Rich remarked.

"I hope we can do it again." Amy said.

"This is only part one. "Kim announced.

"What is part two"? Jessie wondered.

The married couple gave a knowing look and knelt at their feet.



Girls Night Out



Amy is best described as petite. She is 4 ft. 11 in. tall. She has short blonde hair and brown eyes. Her breasts fill a B cup bra. She has legs all day long and knows it. She loves showing them off. All of her dresses and skirts are short. She is 25 years old and has been married to John for 5 years. He is the love of her life and vice versa. She is the secretary for a department manager in a large corporation.

John is 6 ft tall and weighs 185 lbs. He has brown hair and brown eyes. He was the manager of a supermarket. When John was 18 he had the mumps. He was one of the very few who developed orchitis. He is able to function sexually, but he is sterile. His 7 in. cock is enough to keep Amy very happy. They have sex about twice a week.

Every other Friday night Amy and three of her friends from work have a girls night out. They have a few bars they like that have good dance bands. On this particular night they picked The Club. Amy arrived a little early. Her three friends car pool so they will all come together. Amy sits at the bar and orders a drink. He phone rings.

"Hi, where are you guys?"

"Is your spare flat too?"

"An hour? I may not wait that long. I feel a little uncomfortable being here alone. If I'm not here when you guys get here, that will mean I went on home.

"OK, see ya."

She has half a drink left. She decides to have one more and leave it they don't show.

She is sipping her drink and a large man walks up next to her. He is well over 6 ft. tall and is as black as night. He orders a drink, looks at her and smiles. She returns his smile.

"Hi, my name is Brian."

"I'm Amy. Nice to meet you."

"What's a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?"

"It's girls night out and my friends had a flat tire."

"Ah yes. Meet with your friends, have a couple of drinks, dance and go home.

"That's it, but it's not working out that way tonight."

"Well, there is no reason why you can't have a good time while you're waiting. Would you like to dance?

"Sure, why not."

They dance one dance and she excuses herself and goes to the ladies room. As she walks away Brian reaches in his pocket and pulls out a little plastic packet. He tears off the corner and dumps some powder in her drink, It dissolves and disappears. He waits for her to come back.

'One more dance and I'll buy you a drink."

"OK. Let's go."

She takes a sip of her drink and they move to the dance floor. The music stops and he suggests they dance the next song too. They dance to one more song and go back to their seats. She takes another sip and feels a warmth come over her. She finishes the drink and Brian orders another.

"If my friends don't show up after this drink I'm going home."

He pulls her to the floor as the band starts a slow set. He pulls her close. He is watching for signs that the drug is working. As they float around the floor she pulls closer to him. He smiles.

Her nipples are tingling and her pussy is getting wet. He pulls her close and pushes his half hard cock against her. He hears a small gasp and she pushes against him. Her pussy is getting her panties wet. The dance one more and go back to the bar. He leans over and kisses her. He knows she is ready for him. She moans and gives him her tongue. He sucks up her tongue and licks her lips. She moans and pulls him closer. The chemical is taking over her mind and body.

"How about we go and take care of that little fire that's burning in your pussy."

"Oh god, yes. How did you know."

"I can see it in your eyes. Your pussy is wet and ready, isn't it?"

"Yes, Let's go to your place."

"You go out first. I'll be right behind you. Just wait a few minutes and I'll be there."

Amy walks out and stands by her car. After a few minutes, Brian walks up. He takes her in his arms and kisses her. She moans and wraps herself around him. He breaks the kiss.

"Take your panties off and give them to me."

She takes them off and hands them to him.

"Here. They're all wet.

"Give me your keys, I'll drive."

He hands him her keys and they leave for his apartment.

He keeps one hand on the wheel and reaches over and puts his hand on her knee. She pulls it up to her pussy. She lifts her ass and pulls her skirt up. He slides his finger in her wet pussy. She scoots forward in the seat and opens her legs for him. She moans and holds it in her. She spreads her legs wider, lifts her feet and puts them on the dashboard. He has complete access to her. She reaches over and unzips his fly. She pulls his cock out and gasps. She sees her white hand on his huge black cock and a thrill runs through her body.

"Oh god. What a beautiful cock. It's so big. I've never seen one that big."

"Think about it going in your sweet white pussy."

She shivers at the thought.

The get to the apartment and he leads her by her hand to his door.

"Come in, baby. This is where you get the big black cock. Are you ready for it."

OH god yes. I'm so ready."

He leads her to the bedroom. She sees the walls are all covered with mirrors and there is one over the bed.

He sits on the bed.

"Show me that beautiful body. Take off your clothes."

She hurries and undresses. She tears her dress in her haste for him.

"Easy, baby. We have all night."

He pulls her to him and tweaks her nipples. She moans and pushes them to him.

"Yes. Yes. My nipples are on fire. Suck them for me."

"Look in the mirror and watch me suck your nipples."

A thrill runs through her as he sucks and twists them for her. She moans and groans. Her pussy juice is running down her legs.

"Oh fuck. I'm so wet for you."

"Take my clothes off. I want you to get my black cock ready for your white pussy."

She quickly undresses him.

"She looks at his cock. "

How big is it. It must be a foot long."

"Just a little over ten. Do you think your pussy can take it."

"It will or I'll die trying. I want that monster in me."

He moves back and lays on the bed. She kneels between his legs.

"There it is, baby. Suck it and fuck it."

She holds it with both hands. She sees her white hands on it. A shiver runs through her. She leans down and kisses it. She inhales his scent as her pussy juice drips down her legs.

"Oh what a beautiful cock. It's so big and black. It's going in my little white pussy."

As she says it the thrill runs through her again.

"Look in the mirror and see that white girl holding that black cock."

She looks and shivers again. The contrast is overwhelming her.

She starts licking it to get it good and wet. She wants it in her pussy now. She moves over it and rubs it on her pussy lips.

"Watch in the mirror. Watch yourself take that big black cock up in your white pussy."

She watches herself like it's another person. She pushes down and feels his cock opening her pussy. It stretches open and the head pops in. She squeals and cums.

"See that big black cock in your pussy?"

She looks and sees his black cock in her. The thrill runs though her body again.

"Take it baby. Take it all the way in."

"Oh shit. It's so big. My pussy is so stretched. I gotta go slow."

She works up and down, taking a little more each time. It hits bottom and there is still two inches left.

"Oh fuck yes. So fucking big. My pussy is full of big black cock."

The chemicals have taken complete control of her mind and body. Her husband or the possibility of getting pregnant never comes to mind.

"You still have two more inches to take. Push down and take it all. Put the head against your cervix and push is in."

"Oh fuck. No one has ever been in this far. This is so fucking hot."

She pushes down slowly and feels her cervix open slightly. His cock is slowly entering it. She pushes a little more and it opens more. He thrusts up and it all goes in. He screams and cums hard.

"Oh fuck. It's in all the way. Holy shit, that is so good."

He flexes his cock and the head swells in her. She cries out and cums again.

"Yes. Yes. Cumming on your big black cock. Big and hard. Oh god, yes."

"Look in the mirror again. She that married white pussy full of black cock."

She looks and the thrill runs through her body again. Her pussy juice is running all over his cock and balls.

"Stroke it just a little. Keep it in your cervix. Milk it with your pussy. I have a big load of cum waiting for you. It's going in that hot married white pussy."

She takes little strokes and his cock moves in and out of her cervix. Her clit is rubbing on his pelvis bone. He holds her hips and controls her strokes.

"Fucking a big black cock with my married white pussy. Yes. Yes. Big black cock in me."

"Work it baby. Make it shoot my hot cum in you. Take my black cum in your white pussy."

He lets her work a while and pulls her off. He gets behind her and pulls her ass to him. He lines his cock up with her pussy and takes her in one slow stroke. She screams and cums as his cock goes in her cervix again. He grabs her hair and pulls her back. He back drops and her ass comes up. He goes in a little farther. She screams and cums again. Her cervix grips his cock just behind the head. All of his cum will go in her womb. Her pussy muscles are squeezing him hard. He can't hold back any longer. He pulls her back by her hair and starts pumping his cum in her. She is screaming with each shot of his cum. Her orgasms run together. She looks in the mirror and sees him taking her. The thrill adds to her orgasm and she faints. He keeps pumping in her till his balls are empty. He lets her drop and falls beside her.

He waits for her to come back. She looks at him and moves onto his chest. She kisses him all over his chest and neck.

"Holy fucking christ. I fainted. I've never cum like that. You fucker, you're going to kill me."

"Don't worry, baby. No one ever died from cumming. Look up in that mirror. She that white woman that's full of black cum. Look at her."

"She looks really fucked out and she has all of his cum in her."

"I think you've never been blacked before. Is that a little turn on for you?"

"It's fucking amazing. You're my first one. If I had known it was this good I would have done it long ago."

"You're my first white pussy too. It's something I always dreamed of. Having a hot white pussy on my black cock. I should thank you for that."

"Well, you're going to get a lot more before I'm done with you. It's the best I ever had."

She slowly jacks his wet cock. She watches herself in the mirror as it fills with blood. She move down and kisses it. The thrill hits her again.

"I want you again. I want more of that monster black cock. I want more of your hot black cum too."

He moves over her and puts his cock head on her pussy lips.

"Guide it in, baby. Show me how much you want it."

She takes it in both hands and pushes up. The head goes in and she moans and cums. She grabs his ass and pulls him down. She looks up in the mirror and she sees his big black body covering her. The thrill hits her again. She sinks her nails in his ass cheeks and locks her legs over his thighs. She watches his black cock slide into her.

"Fuck me. Fuck me. Push that black cock all the way in me and fuck me."

He slowly pushes down and enters her cervix again. She screams and cums as it stretches her out.

"Yes. Yes. Big black cock in my cervix. Yes. Yes. Yes. I'm ready for your hot cum."

He strokes in and out. His bone hits her clit and his cock reams her cervix out. She is humping up, meeting every stroke.

"Give it to me. Give me that hot cum. Squirt that hot black cum in my hot white married pussy. Fill me again."

She milks him hard and feels his cock swell. His cock head flares in her cervix and the scream together in mutual orgasm. She sees his black ass thrusting in her in the mirror. She keeps milking him, draining his balls in her. All of his cum goes in her womb.

"Oh fuck. Hot pussy taking all my cum. Hot married white pussy. So fucking good."

He rolls of her and his cock slides out. She pushes her body against him. 

"Damn, girl. You have the hottest pussy I ever had. I never thought that little pussy would be able to handle my cock. You're amazing.

"You're amazing too. I never had a cock in me that far and I never in all my life came that hard. I am coming back for more and more."

"You're staying here tonight. What are you going to tell your old man when you get home?"

"I'll tell him some guy dropped a date rape drug on me. It happens a lot. He should buy it."

He thinks, 'Holy shit. She doesn't even know I drugged her. She thinks it was just the alcohol.'

"I'm sure glad you can't handle you liquor."

"I think that bartender was a little heavy handed. It hit me really hard."

"It sure made you hot. And I was lucky enough to be there."

"Another thing that amazes me. I never thought about going black. The way it thrills me is amazing."

"It must have been somewhere in you mind and it just came out. Seeing your white skin on my black skin makes me hot too."

"I'm gonna sleep with all your hot black cum juice in me. It feels so good in there."

"Snuggle up to me and lets get some sleep. I'll give you some more in the morning."

She cuddles up to him. He pulls the blankets over them and they fall asleep.

Amy wakes the next morning. She sits up and rubs her eyes. She looks around and sees she is alone. She sits on the side of the bed and pulls a blanket around herself. He mouth tastes like the bottom of a bird cage. She sees a bottle of water on the night stand and takes a big drink. She rinses her mouth out and takes another. She doesn't know, but Brian added some chemical to it. It has just enough to maintain her desire. She sits, sipping the water and remembering last night. She remembers how hard she came on Brian's cock. It flashes in her mind that she doesn't use birth control and she may get knocked up. A little panic creeps into her mind.

She looks around and finds the bathroom. She adjusts the water and gets in the shower. The drug starts taking control again. The thought of maybe getting pregnant gets pushed out of her mind. Her pussy starts to want a cock. She hurries and finishers her shower. She dries off and goes looking for Brian. She finds him naked in the kitchen making pancakes.

"Mornin, baby. How you doing this morning."

"I'm good. I was looking for you."

"You found me. Sit down there and have some breakfast."

"I'd rather fuck you first."

"You're hot for it aren't you baby. Eat and then we can go fuck. I want some more of that white pussy."

"Good, because I want some more of that big black cock."

She quickly eats some pancakes and drinks some coffee. 

"Three is something I want you to do before we fuck. I want to shave your pussy. Part of my dream was a white pussy that was shaved."

"I've never done that, but I can just for you."

He takes her in the bathroom. He sits her on the counter and gets everything out. She leans back and spreads her legs. He takes his beard clippers and cuts it all down short. He squirts shaving cream on is hand and rubs it around. He carefully shaves all around her asshole and pussy.

"Beautiful. A hot white shaved pussy. Hang on while I rub some lotion on it."

He gently rubs lotions on her. He notices her pussy juice is running down her ass crack.

"You're all wet for me. Let's go fuck."

"You're on, big boy. Let's get that big black cock in my pussy."

She grabs his hand and leads him to the bedroom. She pushes him back on the bed and crawls on his chest. He grabs her by the waist, lifts her and holds her over his face. He slowly lowers her on his mouth. She cries out as his tongue touches her pussy lips. He lets go of her and holds her breasts. He licks her pussy and tweaks her nipples.

"Is that good, baby? You like how I eat your pussy?"

"Fuck yes. You mouth is so good. Don't stop."

He licks and sucks on her pussy. Her juice is getting all over his face. He sticks his tongue in her and puts his thumb on her clit. He rubs it a little and she howls and cums hard.

"Fuck yes. OH shit. Cumming on your face. Yes. Yes."

He waits till she stops cumming and lifts her again. He holds her over the head of his cock. He lets her down till her pussy lips touch his cock.

"Take it, baby. Show me how much you like my black cock. Take it up in your hot white pussy. Watch in the mirror as is goes in."

She looks in the mirror and the thrill hits her. She holds it and slowly takes the head in. Her pussy lips open and close on the crown. She gasps as it stretches her out. She looks in the mirror again and slowly takes his cock up in her. It hits bottom and she pushes down a little. She feels is touch her cervix.

"Take it, baby. All the way. Put the head where you want my hot black cum."

She pushes and feels it open for his cock. She drops and takes it all at once. She screams and cums. Her orgasm rockets through ever nerve in her body.

"Oh fuck, so fucking good. I got it all in. It's ready for you hot black cum."

She starts working on it with just her muscles. She keeps the head in her cervix. She squeezes and grinds on his bone."

"Watch yourself. Look at you taking my big cock in you. Watch when you cum."

She looks at herself riding his big cock. The thrill runs through her again. The black on white thrill makes her pussy squeeze him harder. He juice is running all over him. She squeezes and grinds faster and faster. She cums three times before she feels his cock swell. She gives one last squeeze and grind and his cock flares in her and shoots hot black cum in her. She screams and cums again.

"Good girl. Take that hot cum. Take it in you white pussy. Drain my balls in your hot pussy."

"Oh fuck. So fucking good. Yes. Yes. Hot black cum in my hot white pussy. Oh god, yes."

She rolls off him, trying to breathe. She lays her head on his shoulder and hooks her leg in his.

"So fucking good. My hot black lover with a big black cock. I'm in heaven."

"I'm there with you, baby. No one has ever fucked me like you do. You are the best I ever had."

"I'm gonna fuck you one more time like you like it. Then I'm going home."

She grabs his slimy cock and starts licking their cum juice off it. She jacks and sucks on it. She watches it fill with blood. It come up full hard and she moves over it. She drops on it and takes half of it in one stroke. She pulls back out and takes it all.

"Oh fuck. Yes. Yes. So fucking big and hard. What a great cock. Big and black."

"Work it baby. Work that white pussy on it. Watch your white pussy take that black cock."

Se looks in the mirror and once again the thrill hits her. She shivers and pushes down and takes it in her cervix again. She squeezes him and grinds bringing herself to orgasm two more times. She feels it swell in her and starts cumming. She holds the head with her cervix and milks it. It swells and squirts hot black cum in her. They both cry out in orgasm. He holds her down, squirting every drop he has left in her. He pulls her down on his chest and hugs her. She is mewing and trying to breathe. He pussy keeps milking his cock. It slowly deflates and slips out.

"Oh baby. You make me cum so fucking hard. I'm never going to be able to say no to you. We have to work something out so we can keep this going. It's possible that I might get pregnant, but I don't give a fuck. I'll deal with that if it happens. The black on white and the possibility of getting pregnant is a thrill I can't resist. I know I want more and more of you. Fucking you is almost a religious experience. You make me talk to god."

"The possibility of you getting knocked up never entered my mind. I just assumed you were on birth control. If you want to keep fucking me, all you have to do is call me and I'm here, ready for you hot white pussy."

"I have a feeling that I'll be working late a few nights a week from now on."




Girls Night Out



"That will work for me."

"There is something I need to tell you. John is the love of my life and I have not intentions of ever leaving him. He is my first and best love. Let's just keep this going on the side. If I'm careful we can do this without him knowing. I don't want to fuck up my marriage."

"That's fine with me, baby. I'll just be your sport fuck. I don't want to change your life."

"Good. I just want you to know where I stand. I'm glad you're ok with it."

"I need to go to work for a while. If you want to wait here, I can be back in about 2 hours."

"I think I should go home. I need to work on John."

She decides not to take a shower. She wants to be a mess when she gets home. She has Brian rip her dress a little more.

As he is getting dressed he says, "My car is still at the bar. You can drop me off there."

As she is driving home she works on her story. She feels a little guilty but the thought of Brian's big cock pushes it out of her mind.

She pulls into her driveway, shuts off the car. She takes a deep breath and gets out. Just as she gets to the door, John opens it.

"Oh god. Thank god you're home. I was worried sick."

She grabs him and hugs him.

"Hold me. Please hold me."

She starts gasping and squeezing him. He pulls her inside and closes the door.

"Are you ok, baby. Are you hurt. Do you need to go to the hospital."

"I don't think so. Just hold me and make me feel safe. Hold me."

He hugs her and they walk to the living room. They sit on the couch.

"What happened, baby. I called you friends and they didn't know anything. They said you went home."

"Let me sit here for a few minutes. I'll tell you everything."

She hugs him again and lays her head on his chest. She takes a deep breath and looks at him.

"I was waiting for them to show up. They had a flat tire. I decided to have one more drink and then go. This black guy came up and sat beside me and we started talking. He seemed nice enough. We danced a couple of times. He must have put something in my drink. It took over me and made me want him. I couldn't control myself. We went to his place and we had sex. He made me want him. He took me and took me. I don't remember how many times. All I remember was wanting him in me. He made me cum so many times I lost count. I must have fallen asleep. I woke up and he made me eat. I even shaved my pussy for him. He just asked and I was glad to do it for him. Then the took me again and again. He made me cum again and again. I couldn't resist him. I never even thought about the fact that I could get pregnant. I wanted him in me and I wanted him to cum in me. After he was finished with me he took me back to the club and he left.

"Do you remember what he looked like, or his name. You need something to tell the police. I called them last night. They said they would come by today and take a missing persons report."

"I remember he said his name was Brian. It was probably a lie. He was big and black is all I remember about how he looked."

"Oh god. You poor thing. Don't worry. If you're pregnant we'll worry about it later. I'm here for you. I love you."

"Thank you. I needed to hear that. I love you too."

He holds her in his arms and rubs her back.

"I got you baby. I got you. You're safe now."

"I need to take a shower. I want to wash all of him off me. I feel so dirty."

She gets up and goes in the bathroom. She showers and douches. She wants to wash all the DNA evidence away. She puts on her robe and goes out. The doorbell rings. It's the police.

"Hi folks. I see you made it home ok. Do you remember what happened?"

"Yes, I think he put some drug in my drink. He took me to his house and raped me over and over. Then he brought me back to the club and left. He said his name was Brian. I don't remember much about how he looked. He was big and black."

"You need to go to the hospital and have a rape test done. Maybe they can get some DNA. If we can find him he will be charged with kidnapping and forcible rape. He will be in prison for a long time."

"I just took a shower. I may have washed all the DNA away. I felt do dirty I couldn't stand it."

"Well, we don't have much to go on. We can check with the bartender. Maybe he knows the guy."

"I hope you catch him. It was the most horrible thing I ever went through."

"I understand, maam. We will do everything we can. I'll turn this over to the detectives. They will be in touch with you."

"Thank you, officer. I'm sorry I don't have more information for you."

The officer leaves and she grabs John and hugs him again.

"Baby. I hope we can get through this without it destroying our marriage. I love you and I don't want to lose you."

"Don't worry, baby. I'm here for you. I love you too. We'll work through it."

"I'll be ok in a while. I just have to get my mind right again. Just knowing you still love me and you're here for me will help a lot."

"Do you need to go to a doctor and have a check up."

"I think I will tomorrow. I'm a little sore. He was so big he may have caused some damage."

Her intentions are to get some birth control pills. She is a little sore, but it's a good sore. She is just not used to a big cock like Brian's.

That night they to to bed. She immediately grabs him and hugs him.

"Hold me, baby. I need to feel your arms around me.'

"I got you, baby. I got you."

The snuggle up and both fall asleep.

The next day she calls the doctor and he tells her to come in. The had a cancellation and they can see her that afternoon. She wants a morning after pill and a birth control prescription.

The doctor is giving her a pelvic exam.

"You seem to have a little trauma here. Do you know what happened."

"Yes. My husband and I went to a swingers party. I got a little carried away. I took on quite a few guys. I need a morning after pill. All of them didn't use condoms.

"That explains it. I can give you a prescription for that."

"I also want to go on the pill. Can you fix me up with that too."

"No problem. I don't see any serious damage. You should be good to go in a couple of days."

"Thank you, Doctor. That's good to know."

She stops by the drug store on her way home.

"Hi baby. The doctor said everything is ok. He gave me a morning after pill in case I got pregnant. He didn't find any serious damage. I just need to take a few days off."

"Great. That's a load off my mind. I'm glad he didn't hurt you too bad."

"He hurt my mind worse than my body. But, I'm not the first woman that got raped. I'll get through it."

"If there is anything I can do to help, let me know. I want things back to normal as soon as possible."

"Are you going to be ok with this. Just don't over think it. If you need to talk to me, let me know too. We have to be together on this."

"I will, baby. I'm ok so far. I just tell myself it was something bad that happened."

"I love you, baby. I know we'll get through this. We just have to be strong together."

Two night later they are sitting on the sofa watching TV. She is snuggled up under his arm.

"Let's go to bed, baby. We have to work tomorrow."

"Yeah. I'm ready."

She drops her robe and gets in bed. She presses her body against him and her hand moves down to his cock. She kisses him on the cheek.

"Baby. I need you. I need your love. Can we?"

He rolls over and pulls her to him. He kisses her on the mouth. She sights and gives him her tongue. He sucks on it and licks her lips. She moves down and takes his cock in her mouth. She licks and sucks on it. She feels it filling with blood.

She thinks, "Yes. He is ok. He still wants me. Yes.'

"I want you in me, baby. I miss your cock so much."

"I missed your pussy too, baby. It's good to have you back."

She moves over his cock and pushes it up in her pussy. She lays on his chest and strokes in and out. He holds her tight and meets her strokes. She grinds on his bone and her clit fills with blood. He holds her on it and she cries out and cums on him.

"Oh yes. Yes. Cumming on you. So good. Yes. Yes."

She keeps working on his cock. His groans grow louder and his passion rises. She cums two more times and feels his cock swelling.

"Yes. Baby. Cum in me. Give you your cum. Yes. Yes."

He pushes up in her and howls as he empties his balls in her. She cries out and cums with him.

"mmmm, baby. So good cumming in you. I missed it so much."

"I did too, baby. It's good to have my man back in me."

They cuddles and fall asleep.

The next day John is at work. She called in sick She calls Brian.

"Hi baby. Are you you in the mood for some hot white pussy."

"Good. I'll be there in 15 minutes."

"Bye."

She knocks on the door. Brian opens it. He is naked with a half hard cock. She jumps in his arms.

"Oh god. I missed you so much. I need my black cock fix.

She lets go of him and grabs his cock. She leads him to the bedroom. She quickly undresses and pushes him on the bed. She lays on his chest and rubs her breasts on him. He nipples pucker up and her pussy muscles twitch.

"You're hot for it, baby. I can see it in your eyes. You need my big black cock in your hot married white pussy."

"Fuck yes. It's all I can think about."

Her pussy is wet and she moves over his cock. She pushes down on it and it slowly slides up in her. She moans as it fills her.

"Oh fuck yes. Big black cock in me. Yes yes. My white pussy is full of black cock."

"All the way in, baby. Just like before. Take all of it."

She feels it against her cervix. She pushes slowly. It opens and she takes it all in. It closes on the head. She cries out and cums for him.

"Oh fuck. All the way in. ready for some hot black cum."

He flexes it and his cock head swells. She screams and cums.

"Right where I want you, baby. In my cervix and ready to shoot your hot black cum in me."

"Take it, baby. Put my cum where you want it. I have a big load for you."

She starts grinding and squeezing it. He holds back, making her work for it. She pulls back and then drops on it. His cock fills her cervix again. She screams and cums again.

"Give me your cum. Please. I want it. Shoot it in me. Please. Please cum in me."

He begging and squeezing brings his over the edge. His cock flares and he cums in her. The both scream and he fills her.

"Oh fuck yes. Yes. Hot cum. Hot black cum in me. Yes. Oh god, yes."

"Take it baby. Milk my balls dry. Take my hot black cum."

She milks it all in her and falls on his chest.

"Oh fuck that was good. So fucking good."

"It's good to have you back, baby. I really missed you. Don't stay away so long next time."

"I know. It was hard for me too. I had to get John fixed. He took it kind of hard. I think he is going to be ok. Just a little more time."

"Good. I knew you would take care of it."

"I don't mean to fuck and run, but I have to get back real soon. He is coming home early. He is taking me to dinner tonight."

"Ok, clean up and get out of here. And be sure and call me soon. I want more of your hot white married pussy."

"You really like calling my pussy that, don't you."

"Fuck yes. Hot married white pussy. My big black cock cumming in it."

"You silly. You're as bad as me. I think we are both hooked."

She cleans up and kisses him goodbye. She hurries home.

The next Saturday Amy is in the garage doing laundry. John is watching a ball game. He hears her phone tweet. Her purse is on the end table. He opens it and takes her phone out. It's a text message. His eyes pop open.

"What the fuck is this."

The text says, 'I miss you call me' It's from Brian. He looks at some other messages. He sees another one. It's from Brian also. It says, 'call me I need to see you.' The answer is, 'need more time to fix things I'll call you.'

His mind goes on tilt. Anger and pain hits him in the gut. 'I've lost the love of my life. Fuck, fuck.' He wants to go scream at Amy. He slowly collects himself. He puts her phone back in her purse. In a side pocket inside he sees a tissue wrapped around something. He pulls it out. It's her birth control packet. He pulls her phone out and lays both on the coffee table. His mind goes stone cold. He puts her purse back on the end table and moves her phone and pills near the far edge of the table. He sits back and waits.

Amy walks in with her arms full of folded laundry.

She sees her phone and pills laying on the table. She drops the laundry and falls to her knees.

"you got a text message. You should read it."

"Oh god. No No No."

She starts crying. He waits for her to recover.

"I'm such a fool. I should have known you would find out sooner or later. And now I've lost the love of my life."

"All this shit you've been telling me is a lie. You're still going to see him. You're fucking him and thought it would be ok. You know you're the love of my life and you did this. What the fuck were you thinking?"

"I don't know what to say. I've done a terrible thing. I've hurt you so bad. I never wanted that. I love you. You're the love of my life too. I've broken trust with you and I don't know how to fix it."

"I don't know how to fix it either. You're probably going to keep seeing him and I can't live with that."

"There has to be something I can do. I just don't know what."

His anger calms down, but the hurt is still there.

"Can you stop seeing him. Does he have a hook in you. Is it the black on white thing. Is it the thrill of cheating and hoping not to get caught. What is it?

'It's mostly the black on white thing. The thrill causes me to have intense orgasms. It's like a drug. It fogs my mind. I want it and I want you too. But I know I can't have both."

"Well, I could try go get over the pain if you stopped seeing him. I don't want our marriage to be destroyed this way. The only way I could do it is if we separated and you stopped seeing him. Maybe we could get back together after a time. It's for damn sure I won't share you. That's not the way a marriage works. You have to choose between him and me. If you have a better idea, I'm listening."

"I don't know if I can stop. He is as hooked as I am. He would be calling me all the time. I may not be able to tell him no. I feel so ashamed for hurting you. I doubt you will ever be able to forgive me."

"I'm going to move out. You can stay here. It will be easier that way. You let me know how you're doing from time to time. If you can't stop seeing, don't call. It's all on you now. I'll give it some time before I file for divorce.

Three months later John is sitting in his office. His cell phone rings. He doesn't recognize the number.

"Hello."

"Hi John, it's Amy."

"Hi Amy. What's up?"

"I'm at the Starbucks near your store. Can you meet me there. I want to talk to you."

He hesitates and then decides to go.

"Sure. I'll be there in ten minutes. Just a plain coffee for me."

"I remember how you like your coffee. See you in ten minutes."

He sees her sitting and walks up to her table. She stands and gives him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. He sits.

"Hi. How are you doing."

"I'm good. I'm not seeing Brian anymore. You said to call if I wasn't seeing him."

"That didn't work out for you two?"

"No. I came to realize he was just playing me for sex. I never met any of his friends or family. It took me a while to figure it out. It's all over now."

"How long since you stopped seeing him."

"It's been two months. I waited till I was sure before I called you."

"It must be tough to find out you're being played like that."

"It was. It took me a while to get over it. I'd like to start seeing you now. We can take it as slow as you want. I've leaned a lot in the past two months. I know what's important in life now. All that matters is the people that love you and the people you love."

"Do you really think we can get back together after all that happened."

"I'd like to try. I still love you. I'd like to try and rebuild the trust that I broke. I know how much I hurt you and I want you to know I would never do that again. It's been hard living with the guilt for doing that. All I know is that I want you back in my life."

"You're saying all the right things. I guess we can start and see how it goes. I still love you, but it's mixed up with the hurt. That's the best I can give you right now."

"Oh good. That's way more than I expected. How about we go out to dinner this weekend."

"That's a good idea. Do you want to meet somewhere or shall I come and pick you up."

"Could you pick me up. It will be more like a date that way."

"Friday at 6:30 ok?"

"I'll be ready. And thank you. I'm glad we're doing this."

"I gotta get back to work. It's good to see you again."

She smiles as he walks away.

The see each other often during the next two months. One Saturday morning she calls him.

"Hi John. I'm making lasagna for dinner tonight. Why don't you come over and help me eat it."

"I never could turn down your lasagna. How does 7 sound."

"Perfect. I'll see you then."

"Bye bye."

He shows up and 7 with a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine. She opens the door.

"Hi. Oh my. Flowers and wine. Come right in."

She hugs and kisses him. He returns the hug and kiss.

"Come in the kitchen. I'll put these in some water. You pour the wine."

He follows her in. He notices how nice she looks. She is wearing a t shirt and a mini skirt. He notices she isn't wearing a bra. He wonders if she is wearing panties. He suspects the tender trap. The old feelings for her come to mind.

"You cooked my favorite meal tonight. Are you trying to spoil me."

"Yes. You're on to me. Remember the old saying?"

"I remember it."

"I'm testing it to see if it works."

The eat dinner and go in the living room with a glass of wine. She sits next to him and they watch a movie. It ends and she puts her arms around him.

"I need to ask you something. Will you stay here with me tonight. We don't have to do anything. I just want to fall asleep in you arms. It's been way too long for me. Will you do that for me."

He leans over and kisses her. She hugs him. She got her answer. She gets up and takes his hand. She leads him to the bedroom. There is a small candle burning on her vanity.

"You get in bed. I'll be right back."

He gets in bed and waits for her. She comes in wearing a silk transparent robe. He sees her nipples showing. He notices she has let her pussy hair grow back. More of the old feelings come to his mind. She slips the robe off and gets under the covers. She moves over next to him. He pulls her to him and feels her naked body against his. She sighs and hugs him. She snuggles down next to him. 

"Thank you for this. I really needed it"

The cuddle a while and fall asleep.

He wakes the next morning. His morning wood is making a tent in the bed. She is laying with her head on his shoulder. He leg is hooked in his. He hand is on his stomach. She stirs and snuggles closer. He hand moves down and brushes against his rock hard cock. She takes it in her hand and holds it. Her pussy gets moist. He pulls her close and kisses her. She returns his kiss, giving him her tongue. He licks her lips and sucks on her tongue. He pussy is twitching and its wet. She sits up and moves over him. She sits on his thighs and holds his cock.

"Look what I found. I have a place for him."

"Where is that?"

She moves up and touches her pussy lips to the head. She slowly slides it up in her. They both groan. She takes it all the way in and lays on his chest. The make sweet gentle love and cum together. She moves off him and lays against his side. He holds her to his side. They look at each other and their eyes tear up.

"Welcome home. Baby."

The end.



Girl's Night Out



I didn't get to go out with the girls too often nowadays since I had got married. We could never find the time to get all of us free at the same time, but eventually we managed to find a Saturday night that worked for all of us. Lexi had arranged for a taxi to pick us up so we could go out to town. Lexi had been my best friend for years and was the chief bridesmaid at my wedding. To say we were close would be putting it mildly, in fact we got a bit too close on my Hen weekend, but that story can wait for another time. Yasmin, Zoe and Clara, who I also considered my besties, were with us. We hadn't let our hair down for a long time and having arrived in town at about 7 o'clock we made our way straight into one of the busier bars. 

Being a Saturday it was already full to the rafters. Clearly some people had already been drinking all day, but the atmosphere was good. We shared a few bottles of wine and spent the first part of the evening catching up. As I had only been married about eight months at that time, and was the first one of us to do so, naturally a lot of the conversation turned to my sex life. "Has it got boring yet?", "Have you caught him wanking?", "Do you do it more than once a month?" were just some of the stupid questions they were asking me. I assured them that it had not got boring, yes I had caught him wanking (and helped him out) and yes we most definitely did it more than once a month. I knew they were only teasing and I took it all in good humour.

At around 11 o'clock, and having moved on from the wine to cocktails, we decided it was time to really let our hair down and head off to a club for a bit of dancing. There was a club a couple of streets away so we made our way outside, giggling like a load of schoolgirls.

"Ooo it's cold out here," Zoe said as we hit the cold night air. Judging by the fact you could see her nipples sticking out through her rather flimsy top I would say that had been fairly evident. 

"I can warm those up for you if you like?" Lexi teased pointing at Zoe's chest. Knowing that Lexi wasn't overly fussy when it came to men or women Zoe quickly covered up herself up.

"Oh no you don't," Zoe said with a grin.

"Well if you change your mind just let me know," Lexi said winking at her.

"Leave her alone," I said. I put my arm around Zoe to keep her warm and off we went.

We arrived at the club a few minutes later. There was a bit of a queue outside, but in no time at all we found ourselves back in the warm, pounding music filling our heads. We managed to find a table on the upper floor of the club and after getting another round of drinks in headed off to the dance floor. It wasn't long before Lexi was dancing behind each of us in turn and having a quick feel whilst she was at it. It wasn't the first time for me so I let her get on with it. Clara and Zoe both slapped her hands away as she started to sexily gyrate with them. After a few songs I decided to go back to the table. I left the rest of them to it on the dancefloor.

I had barely sat back down at the table when a man, who must have been a good ten years older than me, came and sat next to me. Great, just what I wasn't looking for, although he wasn't a bad looker. He was slightly unshaven and had shoulder length messy brown hair.

"Hi," he said, "I'm Jed."

"And I'm married," I replied, rather aloofly, showing him the ring on my finger.

"Snap," he replied with a grin, showing me the same.

"So what are you doing here talking to me?" I asked him.

"My wife is away, so I'm kind of let off the leash. Open marriage," he answered, flashing a big smile at me.

I told him that I wasn't interested what his wife did or didn't let him do and that I most definitely wasn't in an open marriage.

"That's a shame," he said, "you're a very beautiful lady."

Well it was nice to be told that, but flattery wasn't going to get him anywhere, I was sure of that. Or was I? I'd had quite a bit to drink, which always had a tendency to get me horny. No. I was a married woman, this wasn't going to happen.

"Can I at least get you another drink?" he said.

"Oh, all right, just a drink," I replied, "I'll have a cocktail, if you can afford it in this place."

"I can afford it, don't you worry about that. I'll be back in a mo." 

He jumped up from the seat and disappeared off into the crowd towards the bar. Moments later Clara appeared.

"Pulled?" she said with a grin on her face.

"No I haven't pulled. He tried, but I'm married, so not gonna happen."

"Pity, he's pretty good looking don't you think?"

"Yes," I agreed, "he's good looking, but you lot don't have any ties and I do."

"Regretting it then?" Clara asked.

"No, I'm not regretting it, I'm happy as I am thanks."

"Well if you change your mind we won't tell. Oh look, he's coming back." and with that Clara scurried away back to the dancefloor.

Jed sat down and placed my drink on the table. I took a sip. Nice, but very strong. He had definitely gone overboard with the alcohol. We sat and chatted for a while. Jed explained that his wife had quite a high powered job in the city and worked away a lot. Apparently she was happy for him to do as he wished whilst she was away and I got the impression she did the same. They had been happily married for twelve years, or so he claimed.

"So you see, a little bit of fun doesn't do any harm," he said. As he said this, I noticed he had placed his hand on my knee, just below the bottom of my skirt. 

I wanted to brush his hand away, but for reasons that I knew I was going to regret, I chose not to. Jed smiled at me, seemingly taking this as a sign that he had achieved his aim. I sipped at my drink as he slowly teased his hand up my leg, gradually working his way upwards until he reached my stocking top and bare skin.

"Very nice," he whispered in my ear.

"We really shouldn't be doing this," I tried to protest, but I was getting very turned on.

"No-one can see, it's dark and the table is in the way," he replied, "but if you want me to stop I will do." With that his hand did stop moving.

God, what should I do? I was already starting to get wet and I desperately wanted him to touch me, but I was not long married and couldn't cheat on my husband... could I? I didn't say anything and he took this as a sign to continue. I had parted my legs slightly to give him better access, so yes it appeared I clearly did want this and was about to cheat on my husband. He reached the top of my thighs and with one finger stroked very lightly on the outside of my silky underwear. I knew he would be able to feel the dampness.

"God that feels good," I groaned.

He began to work his finger harder against my pussy, probing at my clitoris. If he carried on I knew it wouldn't be long before he made me cum. It felt so wrong, but yet so right. I couldn't let him do it though. As wet as I was down there and as much as I wanted to cum, that special place was going to be saved for one man only, well for the time being anyway. I put my hand on his to stop him. I heard him groan with disappointment, but he respected my wishes and removed his hand. I felt a little guilty as I had let him think he might be getting a piece of the action. I moved my hand onto his crotch, knowing what I would find, and sure enough could feel the outline of, it had to be said, a rather large cock which had me intrigued. I didn't want him to make me cum, but would it be so bad if I least helped him out?

"Would you like to go outside for a bit of fresh air?" I asked him.

He gave me a quizzical look. I got up and left the table, Jed not far behind me. It had not escaped the notice of my friends.

"Go girl," Lexi shouted.

I rolled my eyes at her and carried on walking.

"Where are we going?" Jed asked hurriedly 

keeping up with me.

I said nothing and made my way back to the entrance of the club and outside with Jed still in tow. I walked around the corner to the back of the club. There didn't seem to be anyone around, so this would do. I grabbed hold of Jed and kissed him hard. Although taken by surprise, he seemed quite pleased with this and soon our tongues were entwined. He tried to slip his hand back between my legs.

"Uh uh," I managed to groan through our fevered kissing and pushed him away.

Jed seem confused and decided to make a beeline for my breasts instead. This I was okay with and let him squeeze and fondle me as we continued to kiss furiously. I moved Jed around so his back was against a wall. It was pretty dark, so I knew all would be well unless someone came out of the back entrance. I'm sure though we weren't the first to use this spot. I grabbed hold of his crotch again, once more feeling the hardness of his cock.

"Please..." he moaned.

I slowly dropped to the floor in a rather unlady like squat (didn't want to get my knees dirty) and began to undo the zip on his trousers. Jed let out another small moan as I put my hand inside his underwear to free his cock. Wow, it was as big as it felt. I suddenly wondered if this was a good idea. I pulled it right out so it was literally staring me in the face, all shiny where cum had already began to seep out. I used my left hand to hold Jed for my balance, whilst I wrapped my right hand tight around his cock and began to wank him. I had a feeling this wasn't going to take too long. I could hear him letting out small groans as I got to work pulling the skin of his shaft back and forth. I could smell the musty scent of it and knew I couldn't just work this with my hand. I moved my head forward, and with trepidation, due to the size of his throbbing member, opened my mouth and took his helmet inside me. Mmmm he tasted good. I continued to wank up and down his rock hard shaft as I went to work licking the dribbles of cum from his cock and then gradually taking more into my mouth sucking up and down. I'd sucked a few cocks in my time, but this was by far the biggest. Long and thick. I moved my mouth up and down, sucking greedily, trying to fit as much of him into my mouth as I could stroking his shaft with my hand and occasionally moving to caress his big balls.

"That's so fucking good," I heard him say, 

confirming that he was enjoying the moment. 

I rarely sucked my husband's cock, so the fact that I was outside the club literally on my knees gobbling on a stranger was bizarre to say the least. I felt like a proper slut, but it was so good.

"I'm going to cum!" Jed suddenly said.

Shit, should I swallow? I didn't get much time to think as a big stream of cum shot into my mouth. I quickly removed him from my mouth and continued tugging hard at his cock, several shots of cum flying out of it and onto the floor beside me. Keeping his cock in my hand I stood up and kissed him. Jed groaned as I squeezed the last drops of juice from him.

"That was so fucking hot," he said.

"Wasn't it just," said another voice behind me.

Shit. It was Lexi, she must have followed us. She was leaning back against a skip, one hand holding her phone which was pointing at us and the other clearly inside her pants playing with herself. She had clearly just videoed the whole thing.

"Get rid of that now!" I yelled at her.

"Maybe, maybe not," she grinned, "you've sorted him out, what about me? I'm very turned on, won't take you a minute."

Was she asking me to bring her off? Yes, of course she was. Jesus, what had I got myself into? 

"Aw come on, it wouldn't be the first time," she pleaded with me.

"That was a one off," I said folding my arms.

"Oh well, what if I can't get rid of this video and it ends up in the wrong hands?" 

"Jesus Lexi, that's blackmail. What the fuck's wrong with you?"

"Sort me out and it's gone, simple," she said grinning at me once more.

What the fuck I thought, I couldn't risk the video going public. I knew what Lexi was like, she'd probably stick it on the internet for a laugh. I realised I was still holding Jed's cock, so I let it go.

"Think you've got more work to do," he said as he put himself away.

I moved over to Lexi, grabbed hold of her and put my hands into her pants as she removed hers from them. She was soaking, clearly she had enjoyed the show. I pushed two fingers straight into her and work them back and forth as quickly as I could. Lexi grabbed hold of me for support, having a feel of my breats and backside, as I finger fucked her pussy, pushing the palm of my hand into her clit as I did so. Within what seemed like seconds I felt her give way to her orgasm and a rush of juice spill onto my hand. Lexi collapsed onto me, managing to have a quick feel of my pussy, which was undeniably sopping wet.

"Oh babe, that was so good, just like last time," she panted.

I let go of her.

"Right give me that phone so I can get rid of that video."

"What video?" she replied, "the battery died on this thing hours ago."

"What?" I shouted at her.

"Oh but you enjoyed doing me didn't you?" she said with a sickly sweet smile.

I couldn't help but smile back at her, it wasn't exactly terrible I thought, but boy was she a crafty bitch. I noticed then that Jed had disappeared, probably wouldn't get to see him again, just as well really. We went back into the club and joined the other girls before exhaustion finally caught up with us and we made our way home.

By the time I got home, I was greeted by a dead to the world man in my bed. I still needed relief myself and I knew I wasn't going to get it from him. Oh well, into the side drawer I went to get hold of my favourite vibrator. It wasn't long before the earlier events of the night had turned me on enough to feel the wonderful rush of juices flooding out of my pussy. Fuck, did I ever need that. What a strange night it had been, I guess I had cheated on my hubby after all, but yet I still couldn't wait until the next girl's night out.



Girl's Night Out



For most of the night, Gladys had been able to suck Reed's cock rather leisurely, and they were both enjoying it. His hard shaft felt so good between her lips and on her tongue, and Gladys' light stroking kept Reed hard and brought him to the edge. In the position he was in, Reed had an unobstructed sight of Duane pounding Gladys' cunt from behind, and he could also watch her breasts swaying against the bed. With just a little contortion, Reed managed to sneak an hand onto her tits, fondling and caressing them while she sucked. Better still was seeing his cock disappearing into her mouth, and he helped her a little by thrusting himself into her gently. Her saliva coated his shaft, making it easier for her hand to stroke him, just like her pussy juices paved the way for Duane. Sucking Reed's cock like a pro, Gladys even managed to come up with just a little more spit to coat the cock that was forcing its way down her throat. She could tell that Reed was trying his damnedest to hold back from cumming too soon, that was evident from the amount of his pre-cum she had already tasted. She sucked on him harder after getting her first taste, even going so far as to poke her tongue into the sensitive opening of his cock to get even more out of him, and her hand gripped his shaft just a little tighter. Even though she'd been sucking cock most of the night so far, her jaw wasn't sore at all, but Gladys was beginning to be overcome by her need to suck Reed off. Reed must have felt her need at the same time, and he ran a hand through Gladys' hair, pressing her down onto him even more. She responded to this quite well, sucking harder and harder as the two men grew more forceful with her. It was about this time that Duane started to fuck her really hard, knocking Gladys all over the bed and making it increasingly difficult for her to keep Reed's cock in her mouth.

Gladys moaned out loud as Reed's cock popped free, and Duane's slammed in harder than it had before. The guys were quite aroused now, as was Gladys and their leisurely pace was about to change. Duane's grip on her ass was tighter now as he fucked Gladys wildly, pumping his cock all the way inside her hot little fuck hole. Up until now, her moans had been stifled by Reed's cock filling her mouth, but this was no longer the case. Gladys' cries went unmuffled, even as she stroked Reed's cock in her hand. He was still thrusting, and the end result of that was that his cock was getting rubbed all over Gladys' face. She had one hand stroking him as hard as she could now, all while keeping herself propped up with the other one. Duane's hard thrusts from behind didn't make this task easier for Gladys, but somehow she managed. Duane was fucking her faster and faster this time, building himself up with each and every stroke. Gladys' breath came in short, panting gasps now as Duane's cock touched her most sensitive parts. Only one of her hands was supporting her on the bed now, the other was fully involved in stroking Reed's cock. He was dying for her to bring his cock into her mouth again, but she was just too busy for that. With her eyes shut tight and Duane's cock pounding into her cunt from behind, Gladys couldn't help but scream out in utter delight as she came. Her hand was stroking Reed's cock furiously now, and her breasts bounded up and down. Reed watched this with utter delight, feeling himself getting ready to cum. Through it all her hand kept stroking Reed's cock, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Duane was close too, and as soon as Gladys' cries subsided, he grabbed her ass even harder while pumping away. This got Gladys into a position where she could just barely dart her tongue out for Reed, but that's all it took.

With a grunt and a shudder, Reed thrust his cock between Gladys' lips and he came. Globs of his cum shot into her mouth, coating her lips and tongue. Gladys kept stroking his shaft as he came, keeping him in her mouth for the most part. When he did flail around, he left streaks of his cum decorating her face, with most of the pearly trails leading from her mouth over her cheeks. More of his jism found its way to her puckered lips, but Gladys' eager tongue managed to find most of it. There were drips of cum evident on Reed's cock as he slowly pulled away from her as well, but another dip into Gladys' waiting mouth was all it took for her to suck him clean. Reed pulled his cock out of her mouth one last time, and Gladys sucked him the whole way, finishing by giving his swollen head a gentle kiss. She smiled a wicked smile at him before they parted, both parties having well enjoyed what the other had to offer. The taste of Reed's cock and cum was still strong in Gladys' mouth as she bowed her head down and squeezed her pussy tight around Duane's cock, eager to milk him for all she could as well.

Watching Reed cumming all over Glady's face was about all it took for Duane, for as soon as he felt her hot cunt clenching tight around his cock he finally let go. Duane's balls constricted tight against his body as he thrust deep inside Gladys' pussy. Short sharp thrusts were accompanied by the spasming of his balls as he moaned low and loud before emptying himself inside her. A hot river of sticky cum filled Gladys' snatch, driven deep inside her by Duane's energetic cock. He grabbed onto her tightly, forcing his cock in deep while he came, spilling his love seed deep into that nasty, waiting hole. Gladys reared back against him, working to drive his cock in as far as it could go as he unloaded, pumping wave after wave of his cum inside her. When he was done he leaned forward, catching his breath while laying over top of Gladys' back, feeling her hot pussy around his softening cock until he finally subsided enough to slowly ease his way out of her. Duane and Gladys lay breathless on the bed together for several minutes, neither one talking or moving as they savored the illicit love that they had just shared. 

Reed had left the room by now, ostensibly to give Duane and Gladys some privacy. Once he was dressed and in the living room, he waited for the knock on the door that he knew would be coming. It didn't take too long, for he had timed that last call just right. Besides, Andy knew what he was doing, and as soon as his pager had gone off, he knew about how much time he had to get on over to Duane's place. The only trouble was that he'd been shooting with a cold stick all night, losing quite a bit of money in the process. Luckily for him, Andy was able to convince his opponent that if he tagged along, they'd be sure to score some bush. The other guy was wary of this offer, of course, but he did go along. While he figured he was going to get rolled, his dick had done his thinking for him and he soon found himself sitting on the couch in Duane's apartment. Reed had been surprised when Andy arrived with company in tow, but it was easy to convince the newcomer that Andy would go in first. After all, it wouldn't do to spook the girl and ruin everything. Much to Reed's relief, Andy and his friend agreed.

When Andy entered the bedroom, the first thing he noticed was that the humid air in the room smelled of the hot encounter that had just occurred. Gladys was still laying on her stomach, but Duane was moving around a little on the bed. He saw Andy's familiar form entering the room, and that was his signal to get started. He crept up on the bed, positioning himself where Reed had been before, and with a gentle touch he started caressing Gladys' hair and face. She reacted accordingly, cooing softly and bringing her mouth closer to his slick cock. Despite the fact that he was still coated with her pussy juices, or perhaps because of it, Gladys eagerly parted her lips to take Duane's member in. Her lips and tongue did most of the work this time as she eagerly sucked her juices off his cock. Duane was hardening rapidly while Gladys sucked, and she even managed to slurp down a drop or two of his cum that was still clinging to the tip of his penis. Her actions grew more vigorous as she felt Duane's cock inflating in her mouth, and she wasn't the least bit surprised to feel his hands on the back of her head, guiding her down onto him over and over again. Little did Gladys realize that Duane's ulterior motive was to keep her from looking around to see what else was going on. He was guessing correctly that she thought the activity she heard in the room of people coming and going was just Reed, Gladys had no idea that a third man had joined them. Instead she busied herself with sucking Duane's cock, and the hands she felt caressing her ass were no cause for alarm. In any event, Gladys was too far into what had already been done to protest, and this was about to be proven.

Strong hands tugged at her leather clad thighs, pulling Gladys up to her knees. She interrupted the renewed blow job she was giving Duane long enough to glance back, and was shocked to see Andy's dark hands pulling her up. Her eyes traced up from his hands, following his well muscled ebony arms to his shoulders. What she saw melted any semblance of resistance she might have had. The man was cut, no doubt about it, and Gladys watched in awe as he took down his pants, revealing a very impressive black cock. She blew a kiss to him as he closed in on her, and wiggled her butt at him invitingly. His hands traced up the leather of her boots to her thighs and buns, grasping onto her firmly as he placed the tip of his cock against her waiting cunt. Once again, Gladys bowed her head submissively, waiting to feel that hard cock penetrating her pussy, and she didn't have to wait for long.

Just the thought of fucking this hot little number had gotten Andy's cock hard, and this was reinforced when he entered the room to see Gladys with Duane's cock sliding in and out of her mouth. As soon as he had been able to maneuver her into position, he had been ready. Andy's first thrust into Gladys was a firm one, he leveraged himself by pulling back on her gorgeous ass while sliding his cock into her. Gladys responded with a moan, savoring the tight feeling of Andy's sizable cock taking her deep. He pistoned himself into her, building up his pace rapidly. The slick wetness of her just fucked pussy drew him in deep. Andy could feel Duane's cum and Gladys' pussy juices squishing around his thick cock as he pounded it into her again and again. Their fuck session had left her soaked, but Andy was loving it. His big cock stretched out Gladys' fuck hole even more each time he thrust. She was squealing with such delight for, wiggling her buns as pressing back against Andy's cock with each successive stroke. Duane offered his cock to her as well, and Gladys eagerly took it into her mouth. She loved getting double penetrated, feeling two stiff hard cocks at the same time. Duane had been such a delight for her to suck, and her mouth and tongue coated his shaft. Her pursed lips wrapped around the whole circumference of him as he shoved himself deep down Gladys' throat. Feeling Andy taking her from behind at the same time only heightened the absolute pleasure Gladys felt, letting another strange man fuck her in that most submissive of positions. He kneaded her buns as her pulled her onto his cock, exposing her tight little bung hole while his cock fucked her pussy. For a moment he considered fucking her up the ass, but he was enjoying Gladys' well fucked pussy too much to give it up. The soft, smooth skin of her body beckoned him into her and Andy plowed himself deep inside her. Some of Duane's cum coated the sides of his cock as he plunged repeatedly into Gladys, and even more sticky jizz dripped out of her cunt and down her thighs. Andy's hard thrusts were building his own orgasmic moment up for him, and the sight of that sexy bitch sucking another guy at the same time did wonders for him.

With an oft practiced move, Andy shifted his weight just a little bit, giving himself even more leverage as he fucked Gladys sill from behind, her cries of passion muffled by Duane's cock filling her mouth. He longed to hold off his cum shot, wanting to see Duane giving Gladys a hot sticky facial before filling her cunt up once again but it was not to be. The sensation of fucking her hot cunt from behind like this was just too much for Andy and he concentrated his efforts on lasting as long as he could inside her. His thrusts into her were faster and harder now, each stroke building up pressure on the cum in his balls as they slapped against Gladys' ass again and again. Deep penetrating strokes came on quicker and quicker, Andy was close and he knew it. Faster and faster he thrust, fucking Gladys so hard that he pushed her off of Duane's cock. Before Duane could manage to shove his cock back into Glady's mouth, she screamed in delight, feeling all the power behind Andy's thrusts reverberating through her pussy. Louder and longer she moaned, squeezing her cunt tight around Andy's cock as she came first, body quivering from the effort. Her breasts swayed seductively and her buns jiggled from the force of his final thrusts, and as Gladys' head came down in contact with the bed, she heard and felt Andy climaxing deep within her. Cum shot forth out of his cock like a torrent as he pounded it into her one last time, slamming into Gladys so hard, so deep. His sweaty body leaned down over top of her as he shoved his cock as deep as it could go while he released his cum inside her. Great gobs of it mixed with Duane's semen from just before, filling Gladys up and cascading out her sopping wet cunt. Short, almost savage thrusts from Andy kept his cock all the way inside Gladys' pussy until he was done. She moaned and whimpered as he pulled his spent cock out of her, its black shaft slick with her juices and splotches of white cum. His hands traced their way down to her leather clad thighs as he pulled away from her for the last time. Andy finished his session with Gladys by giving her a playful slap on the rump before easing himself away.

Just because Andy had cum didn't mean Duane wasn't ready to go again. He was jealous that his buddy Reed had gotten her to suck him off before, and while fucking her hot little pussy had been quite and experience, his greed was getting the better of him. Besides, watching her letting Andy fuck her was a considerably hotter scene than watching Reed blowing his load all over her face. Duane did give Gladys a moment to catch her breath after Andy got done with her, but then she was his. He pulled her quite willingly back onto his cock, which she started to suck even harder. Her hand was squeezed around his shaft even tighter now as he slid in between her lips and over her tongue. Gladys had sucked her own juices off of him by now, leaving his cock slick with saliva. It made a perfect lubricant for her hand as it flew over Duane's shaft, pumping him into her waiting mouth. She was extremely aroused by now, after having so much cock in her mouth and pussy, yet it left her yearning for more. With her hand still stroking Duane's lovely cock, Gladys shifted a little on the bed, taking his cock from her mouth so that it could explore the rest of her body as well. They went wild with this, and Gladys was able to lead Duane's cock from her mouth and face down onto her breasts. Here she stopped stroking him with her hands for awhile, instead choosing to squeeze her tits together around his cock, much to Duane's delight. They had moved down off to the side of the bed by now, with Gladys squatting down on the floor. Duane's pace was maddeningly fast, his thrusts forced his cock up through Gladys' cleavage and back towards her pouty lips where he'd began this night's journey. A thin streamer of his pre-cum, led from her lips to his cock, and her pulled himself away from the tit-fucking to finish himself off.

Duane's hand stroked his own shaft furiously, squeezing tightly and tugging as hard as he dared. Gladys moved her open mouth towards the head of Duane's cock, positioning herself so that he could cum on her. Her wet tongue ran over her lips seductively as she waited for his blast, and her fingers gently aimed his cock in her direction. Gladys' breasts bounced in front of her as she tried to keep up with him, and her pussy spread from the way she bent her knees. Cum from both Andy and Duane was leaking out of her, leaving a pearly white trail from her pussy down her thighs. A sudden moan from Duane, and that wasn't the only place Gladys' body was coated in cum. He jerked back spasmodically as he came, shooting his load all over Gladys' naked form. Cum splashed all over her face, running in little rivulets down her cheeks and over her lips. Some more of it splashed across Gladys' tits as Duane waved his cock around wildly, trying to get as much of his cum all over Gladys that he could. Sticky streams of his cum covered her tits and upper body, and they were joined as most of what he shot over her face dripped off her. Gladys lustfully met his gaze once more, before taking the last few drops he had on her tongue as she sucked his cock. Her touch was gentle now, as she sucked as much of his sweet semen out that she could. The taste of his cum lingered in her mouth as Duane pulled away, leaving Gladys to face Andy's friend who had now entered the room.

Shock and surprise covered both Gladys and Nick's faces as they saw each other for the first time. She had been too engrossed in getting both Andy and Duane off to notice her husband had joined them, in any event there was nothing she could have done anyway. For his part, Nick hadn't been able to see her face until she finished off with Duane just now, a scene he had watched unfold. In all fairness, Nick had gotten pretty hot himself watching all that had transpired, and as Andy had promised, here was a hot little slut ripe for the fucking in front of him. His sexy wife had cum dripping off her face and tits as she squatted down on the floor in front of him. Her hot pussy had been so well fucked this evening that it was splayed open, with more cum dripping out of her. She was completely naked now, fully exposed except for her sexy thigh high leather boots which helped accentuate the curves of her body. A genuine fear was in her expression as Gladys realized her husband had found her out, and she steeled herself as he approached her. He came towards her with a hand pulled back, and Gladys closed her eyes, waiting for him to strike.

Nick brought his hand to her quickly, but not in a manner that his wife expected. He took her by the upper arm, pulling her to her feet before moving her back to the bed. A compliant Gladys didn't resist him at all and she let herself be tossed onto her back. Nick's motions were firm but gentle, but no words were exchanged between the two. Once he had Gladys laying on her back, Nick hurriedly pulled down his pants, exposing an achingly hard cock to all who could see. He took hold of Gladys' thighs and pushed her legs up and back, leaving her hot pussy turned up and waiting for him. Nick didn't even have to use his hands for guidance as his cock quickly found the opening to her cunt and he thrust himself deep into her. Gladys gasped as she felt her husband's first hard stroke, feeling his cock burying itself inside her fuck loosened pussy. Nick had fucked her sloppy seconds before, but that had been years past and never on a night like this. Cum from two other men coated his sexy wife's tits and face, more lubricated his path inside her. Nick took full advantage of this, thrusting his cock roughly into Gladys' spread pussy. His hands slid down to her calves, which he gripped tightly as he pushed his wife's legs as far apart as possible. They both moaned in unison as his cock filled her cunt, probing along a path that had been so recently trodden. The combination of Andy and Duane's cocks left Gladys' cunt a lot looser than normal, but that didn't stop Nick. He thrust his way into her even harder than he usually would, feeling his cock reaching depths of Gladys' pussy that he seldom did. Nick's heavy balls slapped against Gladys repeatedly as he rammed his cock into her, giving her hot pussy yet another hard cock. Her cum covered tits jiggled nicely with each thrust of her husband's cock, and Gladys arched her head back while begging for more. Nick was puffing hard by now, fucking Gladys for all he was worth. She was begging him for it now, moaning and writhing on the bed as Nick's cock slammed in and out of her.




Girl's Night Out



"Oh! Oh God! Fuck me Nick! Fuck me!" screamed Gladys as her husband's cock drove into her deep. She was moaning even louder than she had before, clearly enjoying Nick's cock driving into her cunt. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she cried. Gladys brought her hands back to her tits, squeezing and caressing them as she begged him for more.

Nick grunted as he heard his wife calling out to him. He loved it when she talked dirty, and she was in fine form tonight. "Want it, baby?" he asked without letting up on her.

"God yes!" was her reply. "I want it! I want it so bad..."

"You a bad girl baby?" continued Nick.

"Hot and nasty," was the reply. "I fucked those other guys, you know that don't you?" she asked. Nick nodded in return, concentrating his effort on fucking that hot cunt. Gladys went on. "I let them fuck my hot little pussy, let them fill it with their cum. Cum for me now baby, give me more sticky hot cum!"

"Oh God! Oh yes!" they screamed out together as Nick pounded his cock into her one last time. He hugged her legs tight against his chest, forcing his dick deep into Gladys while he came. Cum spurted out of his cock, filling Gladys' hot pussy with creamy white cum once more time. Nick pressed down against her, letting his wife reach her arms around him as he filled her cunt. She was already so full from her previous fuckings that night that the mixed cum from all three guys was spilling out of her and onto the bed. Nick gathered up his strength for one last thrust, forcing his cock in deep as he finished cumming, then pulled out of Gladys fast. The other guys had been gathered around watching, and Nick's last move gave them all a clear view of her hot cum soaked pussy as their jizz dripped out of her. Her wet cunt lips were swollen and red from all she had done that night. Streaks of cum covered her inner thighs and was matted down in her bush, and Gladys lay there while catching her breath, giving them all a chance to see how hot a fuck she had been. She only got up when she saw Nick was gathering his things and getting ready to leave.

Strangely enough, during the ride home no words were spoken about what had just transpired, and this worried Gladys a little. She thought that Nick might be angry with her for what she had done, but realized that he'd been out looking for a score as well. They fucked again repeatedly that night after getting home, never once mentioning their previous encounter. Gladys was sore and tired by the time they were done, but never had she felt so satisfied. In the days that followed, no mention was made of her girl's night out, until Nick presented her with a handbill the next weekend. It was an ad for Duane's band, they'd be playing another local bar. He gave her a sly smile as he handed it to her. "Duane's playing again. Do you want to go see him?" She nodded. "I think I'll come along this time," continued Nick. "You wouldn't mind if I brought a friend or two with us would you?" The wicked grin she shot him in return was all the answer he needed.



Girl's Night Out



I heard the garage door open and glanced at the clock. It was 1:15 AM. A minute later the door downstairs opened and closed, followed by footsteps up the stairs. She came into the living room where I was lying on the couch and stopped.

“Did you have a good time?” I asked.

“Yes, I did. I forgot how fun it was.”

She pulled her shirt over her head, then reached around and unhooked her bra, letting me see her full tits and pink nipples.

“Do you want to see your birthday present?” she grinned down at me as she began to unbutton her jeans.

“You know I do.”

She wiggled her hips as she slid her jeans down. I noticed her panties were gone. Her jeans dropped to the floor and she stepped out of them, kicking her shoes off as she did. She was naked now. My cock was already hard in my shorts. She lifted one foot onto the couch and spread her legs, pushing her crotch inches from my face.

“Here it is. I didn’t know if he would be able to make it down here but he called from the hotel just as I got to the bar. Is this what you want?”

While she was talking I was staring at her pussy. The lips were bright pink and puffy from being fucked. She reached down and put one hand on either side of her pussy and tugged it open. I could see her clit, still swollen and shiny. Her inner lips were even darker pink than the outer ones, and as I watched a mixture of her juice and cum oozed out of her pussy mouth. I reached up and ran a finger along her lips, then slipped it into her pussy. It was hot, and tight, her pussy muscles squeezing on my finger as her crotch twitched.

“Mmmm, it is so sensitive now.” she whispered.

I leaned forward and licked her clit as my finger moved slowly in her steamy pussy.

“Ahhh,” she moaned, her knees starting to buckle. 

I sat up and slid off the couch, guiding her down. She sat on the edge of the couch and leaned back, pulling her legs toward her chest with her knees spread wide. I knelt in front of her and looked at her freshly fucked pussy. She knew I loved seeing her like this. She was oozing constantly now, the slick juice running from her open pussy down to her asshole. I followed the trail with my finger, down her pussy lips and between her cheeks. She put her hands on her ass and pulled the cheeks apart, showing me her tiny pink bud. I held my slick finger against it and she relaxed it, winking it open in invitation. I resisted for the moment, instead putting my hands on her thighs and leaning down to find her clit with my tongue.

She gasped when she felt me lick her, then began a steady moaning as I slipped my tongue into her hot pussy and around her swollen lips before flicking her clit again. She was cupping her tits, gently squeezing and rubbing the nipples as I ate her. My cock was drooling, aching to feel her pussy squeezing it. I raised up and pulled  my shorts off, then leaned over her. My cock found her open pussy and I sank into her, grinding my pubes against her clit. She rocked against me, pulling her legs open even further to get me as deep as she could. I held still, loving the feel of her pussy, throbbing and milking my cock.  I kissed and nipped her neck as I slowly fucked her, letting my lips move from her neck to her nipples and back.

I wanted to cum, but I had to have her ass. I backed out of her pussy and laid back on the floor. She squatted over me and reached below her for my cock. She rubbed it back and forth between her swollen pussy lips, then without my asking she pushed it further back until it was centered on her asshole. She looked at me as she started to settle down on it. I felt her open up and swallow my cock, the tight ring of muscle sliding down until it was gripping the base. She sat up and arched her back, rocking slightly. I could see her pussy, still open and drooling. She reached down and began to rub her clit as she moved on me. My hands found her tits and massaged them. She began moving faster, raising up and slamming her ass down on my cock. Her fingers were a blur on her clit, then she began to cum.

“Ohhh, mmmmmm, yeahhhhh,” she grunted out. 

I felt her ass clamp down, then start spasming as her orgasm rolled through her. I couldn’t hold it any longer, and felt my cum rocket out of my balls and into her ass.

She collapsed onto me, my softening cock slipping out of her. She kissed me and whispered, “Happy Birthday.”



Girl's Night Out



By Brett Lynn with BrownCuriousity

"Damn, I'm running late."

Liyah looked at the time on her cell phone with a bit of disgust, then lifted her trucker cap and smoothed down her long, straight jet-black hair. Adjusting the hat and accompanying sunglasses to her comfort, she slipped her cell back in her purse and walked up the last step of the Astor Place train stop. She dressed casually, yet trendy as would befit both her looks and the neighborhood. Her baby t-shirt looked even smaller than it was with her long, lean torso, and the fact she had D-cup breasts would have made her shirt seem downright slutty on an extrovert. In actuality, Liyah was shy and reserved. She just didn't mind the extra bit of attention she received nowadays. Always considered somewhat of an "ugly duckling" during the teen years, she was enjoying her new found beauty. 

In a concession to the warm weather, she wore a pair of short shorts on her narrow hips that showed off her long caramel legs as she walked over to the restaurant. She was careful not to wear them too short, lest people get to know her *too* well. 

Glancing up through her shades, she noticed the place coming up ahead. It was a regular spot for her and her friend Nikki for their regular hangout sessions. Walking across the street to her destination, she brushed off the attention paid to her legs and glided into the restaurant.

"Hello, how are you doing today?" the greeter asked with a pleasant smile.

"Oh, nothing," Liyah said. "Do you perchance know if someone named Nicole has arrived yet? I'm supposed to meet her here."

"No, I don't think so." The greeter shrugged.

"Oh, ok. Could you get me a table for two, and guide her over here when she does?"

"Sure, ma'am. Just a moment."

"Figures she'd be late," she muttered to herself as the greeter guided her over to a table for two by the front. "At least I'll be able to see her coming from this spot."

She sat down in the chair pulled out for her, crossed her long legs and doffed her hat and sunglasses. Ordering a Corona with lime as she waited, she thought about how close they were growing up. Nicole, or "Nikki" always had this habit of being the wild one while Liyah was always the quiet one. Nonetheless, since they met each other back when they were eight in grade school, they were like siblings. Back then when Liyah was Omar, they were like Brother and Sister. "Now we're BOTH sisters," Liyah thought with a smirk. 

Batting her almond-shaped eyes that were reflective of her Jamaican -Chinese roots, she looked out across the street to see Nikki coming, scrambling across the street. "Oh, there she is," Liyah said to no one as her beer arrived. "I hope she at least remembered her money."

Nikki walked into the restaurant fluffing her voluminous curly fro. Her large brown eyes sparkled as she looked for her friend. Her big silver earrings brushed against her shoulders as she turned her head to and fro looking for Liyah. "Bitch had BETTER be here..." Nikki had to admit that she really didn't know what to look for. It had been a few years since the last time she saw her childhood friend, and back then Liyah was Omar. She had only seen pictures of her friend as a girl but she knew pictures weren't always true to life. Nikki was the type to play things fast and loose with no worries, but she had to admit she was kind of nervous when she spotted the small-framed long haired beauty sitting close to the front of the restaurant. She adjusted her tight red wifebeater fully aware that the puffy nipples of her breasts (the size of large oranges) were protruding and straining against the fabric. Her obscenely short denim skirt did nothing to hide her thick thighs as they hugged her round honey complexioned ass. She walked over gingerly in her 80's style red pumps as her various bangles and jewelry jangled.

She stood behind Liyah and cleared her throat. Immediately her friend turned around and beamed. Nikki couldn't believe it. He...uh, she was downright beautiful. Her old friend Omar had always been the skinny kid and he hated it, but his small frame looked so natural as a woman. Long legs and torso, striking features. Liyah could be a model. Liyah stood up and hugged her friend tightly, "It's about time!"

"Oh please," Nikki said when they broke apart, "You know you probably just got here your damned self...look at you..." Nikki said holding her friend's arm up and away from her body to spin her around, "Is that why you call yourself 'Liyah'? Because you look like Aaliyah?" He reminded Nikki of like late singer Aaliyah in her prime, only Liyah had huge breasts, which had to be a strain on her nearly tiny frame. The pictures she saw of her friend did not do any justice. They must've been taken in the very beginning stages of Liyah's transformation. 

Liyah shrugged as she sat down, "I took the hint from everyone who kept telling me I looked like her...so why not?"

Nikki laughed as she took a roll from off of the table, "Omar...I mean *Liyah*..." she smiled, "This is crazy. I can't believe this..." she beamed. "You're gorgeous..."

"And look at you?" Liyah said blushing, "I see you went natural. I like you with big curly hair anyway."

Nikki played with her metal studded leather wristband, "Yeah my style has changed since high school."

"Yeah but I bet your ass is still wild as hell right?" Liyah said shaking her head.

"And you weren't but you gotta be now, damn how short are those shorts," Nikki said peering at her friends smooth long legs.

"So what are we doing today?"

"Relax, I got everything planned out okay?"

"I AM relaxed," Liyah said sipping her water looking around for their server. "What do you gotta do to get service around here?"

"No you're not relaxed, you think I'm gonna flake on you and make you pay for everything. Well HA!" Nikki playfully pointed at her friend. "I've got a real afternoon and evening planned and you won't have to worry about a thing."

"Okay," Liyah laughed, "Your mom's Mastercard?" she raised an eyebrow.

"No!" Nikki scoffed, "Give me some credit Liyah."

Liyah rolled her eyes, "Oh okay I'm sorry. We both know you have no credit."

Nikki laughed as she threw a napkin at the girl, "It's not my mom's!"

Liyah arched a brow.

"It belongs to my new sugar daddy." She pulled the plastic out of her purse and laid it on the table.

Liyah cracked up with laughter, "I knew it! Who is he this time?"

"Some art dealer in SoHo. Freakin' rich...he's older but he knows I do my thing."

"Umm hmmm," Liyah said skeptically, "I bet you do your thing alright."

"Yep, after this we're going to the spa, and then shopping, and then we are going to club all night long while being driven around. And today is going to be just like those commercials..."

"What?"

"Priceless." Nikki said giving a sly smile.

"Mmmhmm," Liyah said, rolling her eyes. "Sure honey. Just like the time I caught you trying to fuck the star of the guys AND girls basketball team back in high school."

"Please, girlfriend. You see homegirl was one of the stars of the women's final four this year, so hush!" Nikki said with a laugh as Liyah's beer arrived. "Besides, I'm a whole lot of woman for just one."

"So what about the dude?"

"Well, dude was hung like a star. I know you'd want a taste of something like that."

Liyah raised her eyebrows as she took a sip of the beer, then awkwardly paused as she set it down, looking for the right words to say. "So, where do you wanna start first with the shopping?"

"Well, thanks to my latest sugar daddy, I got some hookups at some exclusive boutiques down in SoHo. Stuff that only stars and people with money have..."

"And old money-chasing cum-guzzling sluts like yourself have," Liyah said, playfully sticking out her tongue before taking another sip of her beer. Nikki glared at Liyah, shaking her fluffy hair, "He's not "old-money". He's "Euro-trash soho art gallery dealer money". She snapped her fingers, "New money bitch. Get it right."

"Well, excuse me..." Liyah said snapping her fingers in return. "Should I start singing your favorite Prince song?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I knew a girl named Nikki, yadda yadda yadda, sex fiend, blah blah blah," Nikki sang and they both laughed. 

"Now, let's get something to eat. We have one hell of a day ahead of us. Waiter!" Nikki called out beckoning towards their server.

***

"So here it is," Nikki said, gesturing to the plain looking storefront. "I can tell by your reaction that you aren't impressed, but trust me, it's worth every penny."

Liyah looked at her friend, shrugged, then followed Nikki into the store. What the store lacked in ambiance, it more than made up for in clothes. It seemed like you couldn't swing a dead cat without finding a cute top or a nice skirt or a flattering pair of pants, and from the layout, swinging a dead cat would probably knock half the store over. The two old friends picked up handful after handful of new clothes, carefully avoiding the hipsters as they made their way through the aisles. A few of the customer's eyes lingered over the forms of the ladies, one catty female even rolling their eyes at the two.

The ladies made their way into the changing room, carelessly throwing their clothes onto the bench. Nikki had already tossed off her short skirt, and soon she was fluffing her large fluffy ringlets, posed in front of the mirror, swaying her hips from side to side as she showed off for herself.

"Hmm...let's see which of these clothes shows off my sexy body," Nikki seductively said as she bent over, letting her friend see her pantiless, hairless sex. "I know I wanna show it off."

"Yeah, I bet you do..." Liyah said trailing off, looking at the scene in front of her. "So, what do you wanna try on first?"

"Well, I think I wanna try these," Nikki said as she rummaged through the clothes there, digging out a pair of cream-colored capris that looked too narrow in the hips for her. "Let's see if this works..."

Nikki loosened up the belt on her skirt and tugged it down to the floor, showing her waxed-smooth sex in the mirror. She stepped into the pants easily, but struggled when it came time to pull them over her broad hips.

"O...I mean Liyah, could you help me with these?"

"Oh, sure," Liyah said as she walked over to pull the pants over her hips. Wrapping her fingers in the waist, she gave a good tug as Nikki jumped around, pulling both the pants onto her hips and Nikki's big soft ass onto her hips. She looked over her friend's shoulder at the mirror, looking at how those pants looked painted on her.

"Mmm...looks tasty there."

"Yeah, it is, if I say so myself," Nikki said with a mischievous smile. "They'd look nice on your legs too. Too bad your big dick couldn't fit in them," Nikki said, sticking her tongue out at the mirror.

"Ah, hush," Liyah said with a giggle, suppressing the embarrassment she felt as her tip started to push on the middle seem of her shorts.

Turning around towards her friend, Nikki giggled, "So, let's see what better living through chemistry can do for you!" She lifted up the shirt and saw Liyah's breasts encased in a simple black demi-bra, cupping what looked like a somewhat pendulous pair of breasts.

"Nice," Nikki said as she goosed them. "Kind of big for your frame. Where did you get them from?"

"Probably my mom," Liyah said. "It's the least she could have done after dying during my birth...give tits to her son," she continued, stifling a morbid giggle. Liyah, formerly known as Omar was raised solely by his father, breaking the stereotype that people like "her" had too much of a female influence in their lives.

"Well anyway, looks like you inherited some great ones."

"Yours aren't too shabby either," Liyah found herself saying. For some reason she couldn't look Nikki in the eye when she said this. She felt her shyness creeping back in the same way when she was a teenaged boy.

"You mean these?" said Nikki. She lifted up her tank top and pulled it off to reveal her not-too-big but not-too-small naturally bouncy breasts. Her nipples were all puffy. Liyah found her cock straining against her shorts.

"Touch them."

Liyah tried to laugh this off, "Oh, whatever Nikki."

"I'm serious, do you think they're firm enough? I'm thinking about buying some boobs..."

Liyah reached out and cupped the two nearly perfect caramel globes. She felt her breath catch in her chest. She hoped she could control her raging erection.

"Ooh, you're hands are soooo soft..." Nikki purred. Liyah gulped. Her wild friend oozed sensuality even when she wasn't trying. Liyah blushed.

"What?" Nikki said with a smirk on her face. "Why are you getting red in the face?"

"We've never ummm... I've never...you..." Liyah stuttered. She got caught up in the moment and began to relish the feel of the girl's hard nipples dragging against the center of her soft palms. They only seemed to get harder.

Nikki rolled her eyes, "We're both girls right?"

"Yeah but..."

"Girls who are gonna find some cute boys tonight," Nikki laughed as she pulled away from her friend to walk over to the entrance of the changing room.

"Yeah, about that..." Liyah said, confused. This was the second time Nikki made the allusion of her liking boys. Did Liyah think she was gay? Well technically she was because she was attracted to women. But did she ever think Omar was gay? Before Liyah could set her straight, Nikki was calling for the sales girl as she pulled back on her shirt.

"I want to try on this pink and black satin and lace corset with the black lace boyshorts with the ribbon trim?" She asked of the sales girl as she peeked out of the heavy curtain. "No I won't be needing help to put it on, my friend is here to help me," she turned and winked at Liyah. 

Nikki handed her friend the lacy garments, then turned her back towards her as she cheesed for the mirror. "Could you help me slip this on?"

"Oh, sure," Nikki said. Liyah pulled the corset just tight enough to cling to Nikki's torso, then clumsily reached in front to pull off the wifebeater she was wearing underneath. As she pulled the shirt out of the corset, she managed to get a feel of her friend's puffy nipples, her hands lingering and tugging on them a bit. Her hands were wandering all over them just as she felt Nikki reach up and grab her arm, her lips cooing in her ear.

"LIYAH!" Nikki gasped as she playfully slapped her friend's hands away. "What are you doing?" she laughed. 

Liyah smiled, "Oh nothing..."

"Ummm hmmm. Sure. Now pull that corset as tight as you can. Let's see how this looks."

Liyah wordlessly complied as she tugged at the laces, slowly bringing her friend's torso into shape. While Nikki was hardly wasp-thin, with such dramatic hips and thighs, her waist looked tiny in comparison. When she reached into the cleavage and hefted her breasts up a bit, she completed this classical looking image of beauty, all tits and ass and fertility and child support payments if a brother didn't act right. Nikki glanced up at her friend with a devilish smile, then started giggling a bit as she turned to Liyah.

"What?!"

"You know," Nikki said as she toed the panties on the floor. "I haven't seen how well you keep your feminine charms despite the, shall I say, masculine beginnings."

Liyah wrinkled her brow in thought, then said, "no..."

"C'mon, please?"

"I mean, since I transitioned, I mean..."

"Alright, alright. I'll even close my eyes. I know all women have their beauty secrets, especially when we aren't born beautiful," Nikki said, batting her eyelashes before making a show of squeezing the lids shut.

Liyah hesitated for a bit, then quickly shucked her shorts and jeans off in one stroke, her semi-hard dick flopping out in between. She looked at her friend's lips, feeling her shaft twitch a bit as she thought about being so bold as to stick the tip of her cock right on them. Her more shy sense getting the best of her, she thought herself calmer a bit before stepping into the panties and pulling them just above her knees. She pulled her dick firmly straight back, then nestled it in the crack of her ass, making her coo a bit as she reacted to the smooth skin-on-skin interaction. She quickly pulled the lacy underthings tight to her and took a look at herself in the mirror. A cute visage reflected back at her, especially the way the panties made her hips look bigger than they really were, and the cute camel toe that showed though, hiding her true sex.

"OK, you can open them now, Nikki."

"Nice, very nice!" Nikki said as she licked her lips. "Now turn around...lemme see that booty of yours..."

Nikki arched an eyebrow surprised. Her friend had one of the best asses she had ever seen. There was a dramatic dip in her lower back which curved out to a full and round shaped ass, even on the petite girl's body.

Nikki didn't think before she said, "If I didn't know any better, I'd rip those panties off and try to eat your pussy."

"Well," Liyah said, "You can still rip my panties off. I can give you something to taste."

Nikki gave her friend a curious look. Was Liyah serious? The whole situation had her instantly wet. She looked at this pretty girl who was packing major dick in those panties. What would it be like to fuck her?

"Well," Nikki said smiling, "It would be a real shame to rip those pretty panties. Why don't you just take them off?"

Skin flushing, Liyah did as she was told, her already erect dick springing forth.

Nikki licked her lips as she sat down in a nearby chair, her bosom pushed high by the restrictive corset. Liyah got hard watching her friend beckon her closer with her finger. She was so seductive.

Liyah walked forth with her hard veiny dick and Nikki immediately grabbed it. She was so horny right now. She ran her hands up and down the shaft and looked up into Liyah's eyes as she stroked it. She licked her full lips and slowly began to lick up and down her shaft, gingerly holding her friend's hard dick. Liyah hissed. This would be the first time since she'd been a woman that anyone had even touched her. It was hard to find lesbian girls who were into girls with built in dicks. It was hard to find ANYONE who would understand.

Who better to break her in than her best friend?

She fluttered her eyes open and looked down at Nikki as she licked the tip of her dick, her hand gently jacking the thick caramel log jutting out from her legs. She felt her nipples pebble up under her bra, making her draw in her breath sharply, as Nikki's afro bobbed slightly with her efforts. She started thinking about where she was, but there was just one thing she had to try first.

"Nikki," Liyah whispered nervously. "C-could you do me a favor?"

"I thought you were doing me one with that thick, luscious caramel candy you have here," Nikki said, sucking the tip before grabbing it and hitting it on the palm of her hand. "Are you sure you don't have implants? I mean, you can't be taking hormones with this."

"Nah...not with all the sleepless nights these puppies gave me when they came in," Liyah said. "Anyway, I know I've seen a lot of porn vids from the internet, and I just love to see a girl take it deep. I've always wanted to know what it feels like, but I've never had the chance. Could you..."

Liyah didn't get a chance to finish her sentence as Nikki took the tip into her dick into her mouth, swirling her tongue around before slowly inhaling her dick, inch by inch. As she worked her way down, she smiled and looked up into Liyah's eyes, even playfully giving her ass a smack. As she reached the midway point of Liyah's shaft, she started to hesitate a bit, and Liyah reached out as if to grab Nikki's afro, but stopped short. 

Nikki reached up, grabbed Liyah's hand, wrapped it around her thick mane and nodded her head in assent. Liyah tugged on her friend's hair as Nikki guided her thick lips down that pulsing shaft, stopping only then her lips were flush with her friend's shaved base. She quickly pulled off of the meaty pole, gasping for breath between the giggles. 




Girl's Night Out



"Damn, I didn't know you were so big! I never taken anything that big before, and especially that thick," Nikki gasped. "Wow!"

"Thanks, I think," Liyah said. 

"Aww, don't be afraid," Nikki said as she bounced up, giving her friend a tight hug as her friend's dick bounced up between her legs. "It's alright," she continued with a peck on the cheek. "Now let's get dressed. I got more in store for you."

"Alright," Liyah said as she hunted for her shorts. "But just how am I supposed to fit in my shorts?"

"You aren't," Nikki said. "Could you loosen me up, please?" she said, offering her back to her friend.

"Uh, you seem to fail to realize that I don't live as Omar anymore. How would you react if you saw an Aaliyah look-alike with a bulge that belongs more on Lexington Steele? Who do you think I am? Ciara?"

"Well," Nikki said as she bent over in front of her friend. "I'd go like this..." she said as she grinded her ass on Liyah's cock, "just so I can tell my friends how hung their favorite songstress is... Now, quit your whining and pull on your shorts. I know just what to do."

As her friend did just that, Nikki grabbed up as many of the clothes in the dressing room as possible. She then leaned out and called for some help with all the clothes in her hands.

"I can't believe you're buying all that stuff without trying it on. Is dude that rich?" Liyah said as she zipped her shorts shut. 

"In a word, yes. Now follow close."

Liyah followed her friend tightly, her nose pressed lightly into her afro. As they made their way out of the dressing room, Nikki made a point of dropping something a few times, making sure to bend over at the waist and make Liyah grimace from the sweet torture of her friend's ass. When they finally made it to the register, Nikki bent over in front of the counter to pass the bill with the credit card and grab the bags of clothes, all the while grinding on Liyah's denim-covered member. It got to the point where...

"Are you OK, ma'am?" the cashier said.

"Uh, yeah, yeah, I'm OK," Liyah nervously replied as she took a couple of bags from Nikki. "Just something from lunch bugging me, that's all."

As the transaction finally finished up, the two friends made their way out the store.

"Are you fucking nuts?!" Liyah quietly screamed at Nikki. "Your little stunt nearly got my secret revealed!"

"And what a lovely secret it is," Nikki said as she palmed the thick member through the shorts while giving her friend a peck on the cheek. "Now, let me show you where we're headed to next..."

Nikki and Liyah got into the waiting black car with all of their purchases in trendy shopping bags. As the driver pulled off, Liyah couldn't stop thinking about her sexy friend. She spied her smooth thick sexy thighs, exposed regardless of the best efforts of that tight denim skirt. She couldn't believe how good it felt to be deep throated like that. Her dick was bulging out of her shorts. She was so horny. She realized that their driver was only feet away behind a partition, but still she took this chance...

She unbuttoned her shorts, her thick caramel dick springing to life. Then as Nikki chattered mindlessly on her cellphone, she took her friend's free hand and guided it around her thick cock. Nikki looked over at her fully erect friend and just smiled. She was talking to her boyfriend as she slowly stroked the girl's cock up and down, "Yeah baby, I'm thinking of you too. Ummm hmmm. Yes..." She moaned. Liyah loved the sexy way her friend's voice sounded. Her eyes fluttered and she realized that the driver probably heard what was going on. His eyes locked with hers in the rearview mirror. Closing the partition would be too obvious, so Liyah just tried to sit tight.

Nikki began to aggressively stroke Liyah's thick veiny shaft as she spoke in kittenish tones on the phone to her "sugar daddy". It was bordering obscene, "Ummm hummm Daddy, and where do you want me to put it?"

Liyah had no idea what Nikki was talking about. It could've been a lamp or a painting in his apartment, but her tone of voice would cause any man to begin immediately jerking off. And as she stroked him, she knew Nikki was purposefully trying to get her more and more aroused. She got harder in her hand. Liyah threw her head back and moaned in a sexy way. The driver had a hard time keeping his eyes on the road. It was obvious he wanted to know what in the hell was going on back there.

Nikki began to stroke faster, and faster. Liyah felt like her whole body was on fire. She was already aroused from what they had done in that dressing room. It wouldn't be long until she would cum but...

"We're here," The driver announced as he pulled up right next to the spa.

"OK...I'll catch up with you tonight, or probably tomorrow, alright," Nikki said in a rush. Nikki breathed a sigh of relief as she stared at the thick member in her hand. "Damn that was close. I think I'm getting obsessed with your dick, and it's not a good thing."

"It's ok, babe, as long as I can get some fun too," Liyah said as she rubbed her fingers along Nikki's inner thigh. "Friends, OK?" she said before leaning in for a peck on the lips. Before she knew it, they were trying to suck the air out of each other, rubbing up on each other as Liyah eased her hand up under her friend's tight skirt, feeling her felt her soft pussy.

"OK, OK," Liyah said as she pushed her friend away, gasping for breath as she tucked her rapidly deflating dick back into her shorts. "You're my friend. Sorry...just got too carried away."

"Uh, yeah," Nikki said as she smoothed down her clothes, looking around at nothing in particular. "Driver...be available when I call, OK?"

"Yes, ma'am," the driver replied as both Nikki and Liyah slid out the back seat of the car and into the spa. Avoiding eye contact as much as possible, they walked into the spa, and almost ran into the front desk as they were trying awkwardly to avoid an awkward situation. 

"Ladies," the tanned gentlemen said at the desk. "Are you here for your appointment now?"

"Uh, yes," Nikki said as she rifled through her purse and produced a sheet. "This is us right here."

***

After facials, massages and seaweed wraps, the girls sat together in a hot steamy sauna relaxing.

"Nikki, I really have to give it to you," Liyah said reclining with her eyes closed. "You really know how to treat a girl."

Nikki raised an eyebrow, "Give it to me?"

Liyah laughed, the sexual tension had been building all day between them. They were trying to avoid their lust for each other but it seemed inevitable. "What are you talking about?"

"You said you really have to 'give it to me'. So..."

"And I also said you really know how to treat a girl."

Nikki smirked, "I think you're right..."

Before Liyah knew it Nikki was before her in the steamy sauna on her knees. She had moved her friend's towel out of the way and began to handle her hard veiny caramel flavored stick. Liyah gasped, remembering how her friend had deep throated her earlier in the changing room at the boutique.

Nikki began to languidly lick her friend's tip, making Liyah's nipples harden. By now her towel had completely fallen away, and her large breasts and hard nipples were exposed to the moist and humid air.

Nikki licked the sides of Liyah's shaft as Liyah tweaked her own hard nipples. This is what she had been waiting for all day long. 

"This is kind of hot," Nikki said, "Me sucking my 'homegirl's' dick," she looked up from beneath her messy curls and smiled as she flicked her tongue feather like all up and down the underside of Liyah's shaft.

"Ummmm..." Liyah said biting her bottom lip, "hot indeed..."

Nikki slowly slid down her friend's dick, taking her in inch by inch. Liyah was beside herself moaning loudly, hoping no one in the spa heard them. It was quite dangerous the way they lost control. Anyone could come in and discover them at any moment. This only added to their lusty feelings.

Liyah felt her tip lodged inside Nikki's throat. The girl was skilled. She slurped around Liyah's hard cock, massaging the girl with her throat muscles and lips and tongue.

"Oh shit..." Liyah moaned deeply, grabbing a fistful of her friend's hair.

Nikki eventually came up for air, though slowly, inching her mouth up Liyah's shaft, leaving a trail of saliva.

"Damn it Nikki," Liyah huffed.

"Damn it what?"

Liyah couldn't even talk. Nikki had turned her into a blubbering mess. Nikki began to bob up and down on her hardness, slobbering and slurping as she moaned, "you taste so good Liyah..."

Liyah bit her bottom lip and curled her toes as Nikki concentrated on her tip, licking and sucking and spitting it back out again. She made an absolute mess.

"You're so fucking nasty girl," Liyah groaned.

"Umm hmm..." is all Nikki could get out.

Nikki bobbed up and down faster and faster on her friend's dick, slick with spit. Liyah felt a building sensation deep in her gut. "Oh shit, Nikki, you're going to make me cum..."

Nikki continued to suck her dick, jacking it with her mouth.

"Oh shit Nikki..."

Nikki pulled up still holding Liyah's cock, rapidly jerking it with her hands until white creamy jizz spurted from the tip.

"Oh God yes!" Liyah cried out after cumming the hardest she's ever come in a long time. Nikki moaned and rubbed her friend's cum all over her friend's cock, licking her lips.

Liyah panted as she came down from her high, "I forgot how nasty you were."

"Well now do you remember?"

"Definitely."

* * *

After their session in the sauna, Liyah and Nikki showered and headed to the spa's salon. They both got their hair done, turning down the option of being made up since they had hours before they'd be hitting the town that night. While Nikki got the curl pulled and pressed straight out of her hair, Liyah's was set in big bouncy waves.

Soon they were back in the black car again, headed back to the apartment Nikki shared with her boyfriend. Nikki turned toward her friend, flipping her hair, "So, what do you think? A quick nap before dinner and then the club?"

"Sure," Liyah said, noticing how pretty her friend was. When her hair was straight, her natural auburn color showed more and glinted in the light. It was cut bluntly at the ends, right past her shoulders. "Yeah, I guess I'm beat too."

Nikki smiled, "You sure are. I made sure of that didn't I?"

Liyah blushed.

"You're so cute when you blush. You know you really make a beautiful woman."

Liyah blushed even more, "Nikki, come on knock it off..."

"Yeah I'm sorry," Nikki shrugged as they pulled up in front of her apartment building. She gave the driver some instructions for later and then the girls brushed past the doorman right up to Nikki's loft.

"So this is the place, huh?" Liyah said as the elevator lurched to a stop. 

"Yep, this is it."

As Nikki opened up the elevator door, Liyah walked in and took a good look at the place. The apartment seemed almost cavernous, with the effect enhanced by the huge windows on one side of the apartment and the low-slung furniture. Tiptoeing carefully, she tossed the bags of clothes onto the red and white leather couch, then walked around it and took a seat, sinking in as she put her feet up on the table.

"Hey Liyah!" Nikki called out from the kitchen. "What do you want to drink?"

"I-I guess something from the liquor cabinet. What do you have?"

"Well, I have some Cristal champagne, not that Cristal you got for us back in high school."

"Hey, what did I know? I was 15 and trying to be like Jay-Z! Besides, that liquor clerk lied to me," Liyah giggled. "Just gimme some."

"OK," Nikki said as she reached under the bar and pulled out two bottle of champagne, showing the bottles before walking. "Cristal it is. And be careful what you say...you may be giving me some before the night is done."

"Yeah, yeah. You've been obsessed with my dick all day. Give it a rest, ma!" Liyah said as she took the bottle from Nikki's hand. "Besides, we gotta save some energy for the club."

"Yeah, you have a point," Nikki said as she opened up her bottle, then moved to open her friend's. "What do you plan on wearing?"

"I dunno. I guess I can look through this stuff and figure something out. By the way, where are the glasses for this?"

Liyah looked up to see Nikki sipping champagne right out the bottle. "Guess that answers my question," Liyah said as she laughed.

"Who needs glasses? You know how I like to take is straight to the head..." Nikki gave a sly sneer as she tossed the bottle up to her lips, rivulets of champagne streaming down her neck in gluttony.

"Alright," Liyah said, almost not able to concentrate as she watched the throat muscles in her friend's neck work that champagne down. Liyah took a huge swig from the bottle, downing almost a third of it as she felt it fizz in her throat. The champagne had an effect immediately, giving her a nice pleasant buzz. She sat back and nursed the rest of the bottle, looking at her friend as she did likewise. As the alcohol started to take effect, her mind started to wander. What does she look like naked? Is that pussy as good as it looks? Is it tasty? How does it taste? Could Liyah reveal the fact that she's still a virgin? 

She looked over at her friend, who was sipping her champagne in the same way, her eyes wandering over her curves and down in between her legs. She wondered how those juicy tits would look and how suckable they would be in her mouth. Sipping the champagne, she got an idea that would allow her a chance to check out her friend's dangerous curves.

"Nikki," Liyah said as she managed to suppress a burp, "wanna try on some of these clothes? I wanna see what you wanna go to the club in." Liyah leaned over to look through the bags of clothes to see what she would like to see her friend in when she felt fingertips brushing along her arm.

"Don't you worry, Liyah. I got something upstairs that guaranteed to make every dick hard in the club, and I do mean," she said looking right down at Liyah's crotch, "Every. Dick."

Nikki walked away with her friend with a strut, wiggling those hips as she made her way out the living room and up the spiral staircase to the bedroom. Liyah sat there nervous and a bit horny, feeling her nipples harden under her shirt and feeling thankful for the numbing of her nerves the alcohol produced. Her mind started wandering in the dead quiet of the loft, thinking about what she wanted to do to her friend. But wait? She didn't want to take her, did she? After all, she chose to live as a girl, and girls don't do that, right? Even though she had been a guy whose transformed into a girl, her attraction for women remained static. The fact that technically she was also a virgin didn't help her confusion either. What would she do if given the chance?

She was this close to drifting off to sleep when the metal clang of the spiral stairs woke her up. By the time she got her bearing, she looked up at the sex goddess in front of her. The first thing she noticed was how much taller she was...and with calf-length red patent length lace-up boots with six-inch platform heels, she couldn't help but be a little bit taller than her friend. Her hips seemed poured into a matching skirt that didn't have enough hip or length to keep those thighs and that ass in check. The long, soft torso nipped in for a tiny waist before spreading up and out for the tiny red patent leather top whose laced seemed to force her cleavage out more than contain it, with her flesh looking to burst out of every seam. To cap it off, Nikki wore this fire engine red lip gloss that seemed to reflect how wet she could be between her legs and had Liyah thinking about yet another go round with those lips and her...

"Do you like?"

Liyah simply nodded her head, then fell out laughing rolling over the couch.

"Gee," Nikki said, "You know how to boost a chick's confidence."

"No, it's fine," Liyah said. "Perfect, in fact."

"Why don't you look and see if there's something nice you want to put on, Liyah?"

Liyah thought to herself, then started rustling through the bags of clothes. She had trouble finding what she was looking for, but when she found it, she snatched it out of her bag and hid it behind her. 

"Hey, what was that you pulled out?"

"Don't worry, Nikki. You'll see in a bit," Liyah said with a wink as she awkwardly backed away from her, then switched it in front of her as she worked her way over and up the stairs to Nikki's bedroom. Once she reached the bedroom, she closed the door and tossed the dress on the low-slung bed. She gently lifted her shirt over her head, careful not to mess up her perfectly coifed hair, then shucked off her shorts.

Looking over in the mirror, Liyah lightly touched her hair, then checked out her body. "Mmm, if I weren't me, I'd love to fuck me," Liyah thought to herself. With one very notable exception, she'd successfully made herself into her dream woman. Feeling her dick pulse in her panties, she tugged at the bra straps to heft her boobs up a bit. Picking up the black spaghetti-strapped dress, she held it to her form, then realized that she'd had to lose the bra for the dress to work. She looked at her shoes, noting that they were probably wrong for the outfit, but shrugged as she stepped into the dress and pulled it up her body. 

As the dress went up, it seemed to cling to every single curve she had, which was exactly what she was intending. After pulling up her breasts to give herself some cleavage, she thought of the perfect way to tease her friend. With that in mind, she reached under the dress and pulled her panties off in one swipe letting her semi-hard dick press firmly against the tight fabric. 

The effect complete, she opened the door to the bedroom and called out, "Nikki, are you ready?"

"Yeah girl! What are you wearing?"

"Just close your eyes, and you'll see in a bit."

Satisfied that her friend's eyes were closed, she walked nervously down the stairs. She stroked herself through the dress one last time, put her hands to the side.

"You can open your eyes Nikki."

Nikki turned around and looked at her Liyah. A look of surprise and lust came over her face as she licked her lips. "Someone forgot to tuck huh?"

"Nope."

Liyah smiled, "Good to know," Then she leaned back and looked at the overflowing cleavage and the way the dress simply clung to her hips. But all that just led to one thing in her mind.

"I never thought a dick would look so sexy on a chick until I saw you naked," Nikki said as she crawled over the couch to her friend. "In fact, I think it makes it even sexier, if that makes sense." Nikki walked over to Liyah and pawed at her dick while looking up and kissing her friend on the lips, intertwining their tongues in the process.

Suddenly, Liyah pushed her friend away from her, then bent her over the couch and kneeled behind Nikki. She lifted up the tiny skirt and smacked the juicy ass that was presented to her. Grateful that her friend went pantiless, Liyah decided to dive right for Nikki's pussy, tonguing it in long strokes.

Nikki's eyes rolled up into her head as she gasped and moan, "Oh God, yes...lick me Liyah..."

Liyah traced her tongue along her friend's slit, then languidly swirled her tongue around her friend's hard protruding clit. Her dick became harder and harder inside of her dress as she listened to her friend moan and felt her squirm with pleasure. The louder Nikki got, the more ravenous Liyah became. Liyah slid her tongue into Nikki's pussy deep, deep until her face nuzzled between those plump firm ass cheeks.

Nikki arched her back and screamed, "Fuck me with your tongue Liyah! Yes!"

Liyah rubbed her face in Nikki's ass as she fucked her with her tongue, massaging her inner walls with it.

Before they both knew it Nikki was coming hard onto Liyah's face.




Girl's Night Out



Nikki whimpered after her orgasm but she was clearly ready for more, "Put that hard dick in me baby. Make me cum all over it."

Liyah was rock hard and ready to go. She lifted her dress up over her hips and grabbed her cock, wanting so badly to feel those tight wet sugar walls coddle it and massage it to the point of ecstasy. But before she did anything she thought about her pending virginity. Should she tell Nikki that she's never fucked anything before except her precious juicy mouth today? If she didn't say anything, would Nikki forgive her for coming too fast? It was her first piece of ass and it was oh so luscious. She knew she wouldn't last long.

Liyah shrugged it off and decided that saying anything would ruin the moment. She decided to dive in, literally. She lined up her dick with Nikki's pussy, then tried to push herself in. After Nikki guided her into her slick pussy, Liyah just grabbed Nikki's ass and started pounding away. Somehow, she had fell over into the couch, almost burying Nikki into the couch, but she kept fucking into that wet, slick channel, shaking as she felt her hard nips graze Nikki's back. She brushed her bouncy curls out of her face, then pulled on her friend's hair.

"You ready for me to cum, bitch!"

"Fuck yeah Omar...I mean Liyah! Nut in my pussy you studly bitch!" Nikki gritted through her teeth.

Suddenly, Liyah felt her dick explode inside of Nikki, soaking her pussy. Liyah felt like she was peeing but it was just so much cum. She felt like she was squeezing her very self out of that little hole at the end of her member, huffing and puffing as she finally felt the sweat on her face. Leaning back a little she could see her own cum drip nastily out of her friends open and swollen pussy. She slowly calmed down, coming to rest on top of her friend, her breasts seeming huge as they pressed on her friend's back.

"Whew! That was fun," Liyah said. "Still wanna go to the club?"

"I think we're already there," Nikki said. "Or more like the club was in me. Damn, if I knew you were like that, I would have fucked you years ago!"

Brushing back her friend's hair, Liyah said, "but if we did, we wouldn't have been friends."

"True."

"Dame besos, mamacita," Liyah said before leaning into a long kiss, slipping out of her friend as their tongues wrapped up in each other.

They both knew this was going to be the beginning of something good.

***

The End.



Girl's Night Out



Kim and I have been friends for a while. She's a cute brunette in her early 20s, kind of petite and small framed. She had just broken up with her boyfriend of 2½ years and wanted to go out and really raise some hell. Well, I'm always up for some fun. Friday night - party time! I decided to invite my girlfriend Michele to go with us, though she and Kim had never met. I knew we were in for one wild evening.

I met Kim at her apartment and we took her car to collect Michele. Kim looked absolutely stunning in her mini skirt, crop-top and heels. She's about 5'2" and weighs maybe 110 lbs soaking wet. Her breasts are a perky 34B and her dark brown - almost black - hair is cut way short in that Roman style a lot of people are wearing. Her eyes are as dark as her hair. Gorgeous girl. I had on my favourite green silk 'nothing' dress – you know, spaghetti straps, very short, deep cut front and back, can't wear a bra if you wanted to type - black silk t-back panties and a sexy pair of heels. I got to Kim's door and I thought we were both going to drop our jaws. I know my nipples were standing at attention, and a quick hug from Kim made them try to rip through the silk of my dress.

We climbed into Kim's car. She didn't mind driving, besides, mine's only a little two-seater, so the three of us would be very uncomfortable in that car. Excited about the evening, Kim and I rambled on our way to Michele's house about how much fun we were going to have. I had a few extra plans in my head that Kim knew nothing about.

Michele answered her door wearing her black silk dress that is almost exactly like my green one. I almost came right there. We exchanged a quick kiss before I introduced her to Kim. Michele is about 5 foot 6 inches tall, 36D – 28 – 34, blond hair, beautiful blue eyes and such a kissable mouth. (BTW, I hadn't told Michele of my dress choice for the evening.) 

After a few minutes of the "Where Should We Go" game, we first decided that Kim needed a silk dress. Since neither Michele nor I had anything that would fit her, we decided to take Kim to the store where we had purchased our dresses. It was early enough, we had plenty of time to shop. 

Once at the store, we found the perfect dress for her - exactly the same as our dresses, but in electric blue. She went in to try it on. Michele and I exchanged another kiss while standing next to the dressing room door. Kim was cooing while she was trying the dress on. She stepped out to model the dress and Michele and I agreed she should have it. "Don't bother to get your other clothes on," Michele smiled. "Pull the tags, you're getting this one. Are you wearing panties?"

"Yes..." Kim answered.

"Anything special or just undies?" was my question. Without waiting for an answer, I offered "Mine are black silk t-backs - see?" and I raised the front of my dress to reveal my pantie covered mound, then turned and raised the back to show off my cute little arse. 

Not to be outdone, Michele added "I'm not wearing any" and lifted the front of her dress to show off her gorgeous blond pubes and obvious lack of tan line. I could feel my mouth water and pussy get wet looking at that beautiful sight. But Michele dropped her dress after just a flash. 

Kim smiled at the both of us then turned to Michele and said "We both need to buy some black silk t-backs," and skipped out to the sales floor. She found the panties and picked out two pair and handed one to Michele. They made their purchases and we were on our way.

Once in the car, Kim slipped her original panties off. I caught a glimpse of her neatly trimmed black haired patch while she adjusted her new t-back. I turned to say something to Michele and saw her blond pubes disappear under her new panties. I licked my lips and blew her a kiss.

We went to a few different bars/night clubs, had a drink or two, danced some, teased some guys. The same old scene in the same old town on just another Friday night. I was out for a lot more fun than this. So were Kim and Michele. We decided to drive over to the hot spot partying part of town - "The Area". Besides, we were certainly dressed for it.

The Area was jumping. The main street through is blocked off at either end on Friday and Saturday nights and the bars stay open until 4 am. We parked the car, paid the attendant, locked arms and skipped towards the central part of The Area. Tits bouncing, dresses flinging - we turned a few heads, both male and female. We wandered through the crowd, the electricity of fun crackled in the air. Music of all kinds poured from the open doors of some of the clubs. One doorman saw the three of us and waved us over. The music was a live Top 40 band. The doorman insisted we go inside and refused to charge us the $5 cover.

Inside we got our drinks and played with some of the boys there. You know, girl stuff. We danced some, drank a little more, teased some more guys. A few guys sitting a couple of tables over from us were just staring. Dressed the way we were, it didn't surprise us. I was sitting across from Michele and Kim was between us. I tapped Kim on the shoulder and when she turned to face me, I planted a kiss right on her mouth. She didn't back away, but really didn't put herself into the kiss. She thought I was just teasing those guys. I was, some. We were out to have fun, and we were.

We left that bar and decided to go to the other end of the 8 block long strip. As we wandered through the crowd in the street, we received several approving looks from the people we passed. Some lawyer types with cigars sticking out of their faces on the balcony of an upstairs bar were shouting "Show us your tits!" Michele and I did without hesitation. Kim saw the guys' reaction and that Michele and I were really enjoying it, so she aired her's, too. The three of us were a sight! Me with my red hair and green dress, beautiful blond Michele in her black dress and dark haired Kim in her electric blue dress, all standing in the middle of the street exposing our tits. Like I said before, Kim's about a 34B, but because of her small frame, they look just right on her body. Her nipples were a little erect and you could see a bit of a tan line. They were very nice.

Kim blushed and covered herself, Michele and I covered up, too. Walking away, Kim was giggling all along "I can't believe I just did that!" Her grin was a mile wide. "I can't believe I enjoyed it, too!"

"You're a beautiful woman," I said to her, cupping her breast, "and people love to see these." I gave her breast a little squeeze.

This time it was Kim who kissed me. I kissed her back, some. I didn't want to overdo it and attack the poor girl right there on the street. She then turned and kissed Michele. As we continued down the street through the crowd, Michele gave my arse a quick pinch and flashed me a devilish smile.

We continued through the crowd and wandered into another bar. The doorman here waved us on through without having to pay cover. It's nice to be a woman. Once inside we noticed that there weren't many women there. Then it hit me - just before the dancer came out on the stage. A strip bar! Sorry, 'Gentleman's Club'. Michele's eyes flashed as I'm sure mine did, too. We took a table.

The waitress, who introduced herself as 'Honey', came over, dressed in a lime green g-string and took our order. It was obvious that this woman didn't wear a top when she went out to tan. She was really giving Kim the eye and when she returned with our drinks, she purposely leaned right in Kim's face. She practically pushed her nipple to Kim's mouth. Had it been me, I would have licked it. Kim just smiled at her and thanked her for the drink. 

That's when the dancer noticed us. She was already down to her g-string and decided she needed to hump the pole right in front of us. The audience was certainly enjoying the show and Kim's eyes were wide open and her smile almost lit the room. The dancer stopped her humping long enough to remove her g-string which she flung right at our table. Women patrons do get noticed in a strip bar. She then rolled over a couple of times and landed right in front of Kim, giving her a perfect view of her clean shaven pussy. Michele and I shot a pleased look to each other, especially when we saw Kim lick her lips!

Kim stood up, pulled a $5 bill from her purse and walked toward the stage. The audience cheered to show their appreciation as Kim slipped the bill under the dancer's garter. Their eyes were locked as Kim's hand gently lifted the garter that was way up on the dancer's thigh. The dancer's fingers traced along Kim's arm up to her shoulder and it looked as if she were waiting, open mouthed, for a kiss. Kim edged a little closer, but when the bill was secure, she turned back to the table, visibly flushed.

"Wow that was incredible!" She giggled when she sat back down. "I wonder if they make a lot of money, 'cause that sure looks fun."

"Get her to show her tits in public once and suddenly she wants to be an exotic dancer," Michele laughed.

The dancer - Faith - finished her set and stepped off the stage, still nude, and walked over to our table.

"Like the show?" she asked as she leant in between Michele and Kim. She smiled, licked her left nipple and winked at Kim. A "big hair" blonde, she'd had her tits done, there was a bit of a scar under each one, and she had a tanning bed all over tan.

"That was so hot!" giggled Kim, who had maneuvered herself to where I could see right down her dress without any problem. Her nipples were as hard as rocks. I knew mine were, too, and aching to be sucked. Kim proceeded to excitedly tell Faith about what had happened earlier on the street. As she talked, the left strap of her dress was slowly inching itself off her shoulder until it finally fell and exposed her breast to us at the table. Kim did nothing to cover herself, in fact, she turned to me and kissed me. This kiss was the one I had hoped for the first time. 

Another dancer took the stage. I was still kissing Kim, Michele smiled and reached over and cupped my tit in her warm hand. Faith put one hand to Kim and one to Michele. Kim reached up and let the other strap of her dress fall, dropping her dress into her lap. Honey returned asking if we wanted another drink before her set. She rested her hand on Kim's shoulder and Kim's nipples grew harder. Kim broke our kiss. I was feeling a bit light headed - and it wasn't from the drinks. Kim patted Honey's hand and turned down another drink.

"I'm due back on after Honey. I need to go get ready," smiled Faith. "You guys want to come in back?"

"Sure!" answered Kim. She fixed her dress as she stood up. "Come on, you two, let's have some FUN!" She followed behind Faith. 

It didn't take but a second for Michele and I to get up and follow. I was already so wet I needed to do something - anything - soon. I whispered in Michele's ear "I so want to eat her pussy."

"I can see that," Michele answered. "I wouldn't mind joining in."

"I was hoping you'd say that," I said as we got through the door. I turned and took Michele's face in my hands and kissed her with a strong, passion filled kiss. I felt her arms close around me as our tongues danced together. Our kiss ended with an almost audible pop as we stood staring into each other's eyes. At this point, I was more than ready to take her right here, right now. Michele and I had a short but wonderful history of having really hot sex in public places. But Kim grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the dressing room. She grabbed Michele, too, "Come on, you guys!"

Faith, Honey and one other girl with absolutely enormous tits were all getting ready for their dance sets, they were nude. Michele and I sat down on a bench and Kim propped herself on a stool. Honey was also clean shaved, but the other girl with the huge tits was letting her's grow wild. She was next up. She was running her fingers through her thick brown bush. "Fluffing," she smiled and slipped her garter on and walked out to get on stage.

"Do you think your boss would mind if we got out there?" Kim asked. "He wouldn't have to pay us."

"Can we go out there together?" I asked. 

Honey and Faith shared a kiss. "Hang on," smiled Faith. "I'll find out." And she got up and left the room.

"You guys ever do this before?" asked Honey, still focused on Kim. We all shook our heads "no". "It can be such a turn-on to have the guys watching you. Knowing they've got a hard cock throbbing in their pants." She straddled a chair, giving us a clear view of her shaved pussy. "But when women are out there watching," her hand dropped to her wet slit, "that's when it really gets me off." She inserted a finger into herself and smiled at Kim. 

"You guys...." Kim looked at me and Michele "......I can't stand it anymore!" She stood and pulled her dress over her head. "I know you two are lezzies or bi or whatever - I don't care. I'm so fucking horny right now! You've been coming on to me all night......." Her voice trailed off as she dropped her panties and started masturbating right there! "............pleeeeeaaaasssseeeeeeee........"

Honey went behind Kim and cupped her beautiful tits. Michele and I got out of our dresses and leaned over Kim, licking her nipples. She whimpered and moaned as we touched and licked and kissed and sucked her tits. I felt one of her legs wrap around my waist and her arm hug my side and her fingers claw my back as her moans grew louder and more forceful. None of us were touching her pussy. Michele and I were sucking her tits while Honey held them and kneaded them. Her legs were wrapped around both Michele and me, her pussy was wide open, her grip with her arms and legs tightened. She was panting - trying to talk "...Please...don't stop..... OH!...... yeeess..... plleeaaaasseeeeeeeeeee.... cummmmmmmmmmiinnnnnnnggggggggg ... OOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!" I'm sure some of the patrons sitting closer to the door could hear her scream. And still none of us had touched her pussy - yet.

Faith returned wearing a big smile and toting along some big burley dude. He saw what we were doing and just said "Don't get me busted." as he chuckled on his way back out the door.

"You want to be up next?" asked Faith. Kim's eyes were wide open and glowing, huge grin on her face as she nodded "yes". Faith smiled "Okay, you're next."

Michele quickly put her dress and panties back on. I was just going to go on out there nude, but she convinced me we'd make a better show if we actually stripped. I got dressed and Kim did, too. We quickly made a plan for our little "show".

The music started and Kim went out first, like a model on a runway. She strolled to the end of the stage and back, lifting her dress here and there as a tease. She had her panties back on. As Kim was headed back, Michele and I walked out doing the same routine. Kim was on her way back to the front and passed between Michele and me. All the while, Bob Seeger's "The Strut" was playing. Loud! When Kim was between Michele and me, we both turned and lifted her dress over her head. The people in the audience went nuts. We bent down and each gave her nipples a lick. Then Kim and I removed Michele's dress and then they removed mine, all in the same way. It felt so good when they finally licked my nipples! I almost came right there. All three of us were on 'high beams', standing there in our matching black silk t-back panties. We danced around some, taking advantage of the two poles on the stage. A few of the guys even came up and gave us money. I was really liking this.

The DJ had a great selection, and a warped sense of humour. "The Strut" ended and went immediately into the Beatles' "I Want You (She's So Heavy)". I thought Michele was going to scream. She really loves the Beatles. We started hamming it up. Our panties were removed one by one in the same manner as our dresses were. By the time the lead guitar part was playing, we were far more focused on each other, touching and feeling each other in front of a mainly male audience. I was soaked! My thighs were getting wet I was so hot. When the instrumental ending started, we were kissing and touching more. I felt a finger enter me. It felt so good I almost bit Kim's nipple right off! She wrapped both her arms around me. I looked up and saw a very wicked look on Michele's face. She removed her finger and sucked it deep into her mouth. I don't know who was more excited, the audience or me.

The next song started up - a loud, rocking, guitar instrumental. We danced some more and hovered around each other. Kim whispered in my ear "If you were trying to seduce me, it worked. I want you. I want to fuck you and suck you and then I'm going to do it all with Michele." She kissed me - hard. It was time to get off the stage.

I collected our dresses, and the money, wiggled my arse in front of a few guys and walked to the back of the stage. Michele wiggled and jiggled and stepped back next to me. Kim stood in the middle of the stage. She turned around, spreading her legs with a stomp, bent way over showing her cute arse to the audience, and stuck a finger up her drenched pussy. She removed it, turned back around, licked her finger and then waved 'bye to the audience. She was beaming! The three of us stepped off to the back of the stage and to the back hall. The audience went crazy! 

Michele went to the dressing room to retrieve our purses while Kim and I, still nude, sucked face in the hall. Michele returned with our purses. She kissed us both, handed us our purses and dropped her dress and soaked panties in her purse. I did the same. Kim giggled "My panties are still out there! Shit! Let some guy have 'em, they're soaked." Then she noticed Michele and I were still nude. "Aren't we leaving?"

"Yes," Michele and I answered in unison.

"You're not dressed yet," returned Kim.

"And neither are you," I smiled and put Kim's dress in her purse. Her eyes were as wide as saucers and I don't think her nipples could get any harder.

"I'm going home and having sex," smiled Michele. "Are you two coming with me, or are you just going to do it here?"

"Here would be fun," I smiled. "Actually, here would be a lot of fun, but home would be better."

We each thanked Faith and told her to thank her boss for us, too, and then slipped out the back door, still nude except for our heels. We made a mad dash the two blocks to Kim's car and piled in. I know some one saw us, as loud as we were laughing, some one had to have seen us! 

Michele was driving and Kim and I were in back, making out like high schoolers. The 20 minute drive to Michele's house seemed to take no time at all. When we arrived, we got out of the car and went inside Michele's house. It was 2 am and we were all horny as hell. The front door was barely closed when Kim dropped to her knees in front of me and dove her tongue deep into my soaked pussy. I screamed as I came all over her face. From then it all melted together - who's fingers were where, who's tongue was in which pussy...the three us just ate and fingered and sucked each other to orgasm after orgasm for what seemed like forever.



Girl's Night Out



Dana went out to a club this evening with her friend Cynthia. I watched her in the bedroom as she got ready - she put on her sexiest French lingerie that I'd bought her for Christmas - a lacy black and brown bra and thong panties, on top of that she wore a short and sexy dress with very revealing décolletage, nice earrings, very sexy makeup and her red stiletto heels. She looked great. I wish I'd been invited but she told me it was girls night out. 

"I'm feeling naughty tonight, dear," she said with a twinkle in her eye. "Will you still be up when I get home?"

"Wake me if I'm not," I said, "and tell me about your evening." 

"I will," she said giving me a kiss as she went downstairs at the sound of the doorbell.

"Honey, I'm home," Dana cooed as she came up the stairs. She stood backlit in the doorway, looking like a goddess, tossing her hair and striking a coy sexy pose. 

"Honey, I was a very very naughty girl tonight. Will you forgive me?" she asked as she came into the bedroom and pulled down one of her dress straps to more fully reveal her beautiful cleavage. 

"I might," I said as I propped myself up on my elbows to get a better look at my gorgeous wife, "tell me all about it."

"Well, Cynthia and I went to a chic new club downtown. They were playing music you would have loved – jazz and electronic. We had a few drinks, danced a bit, when we sat back down a group of four men asked if they could join us. 'Only if you're well behaved,' Cynthia joked. They sat down and ordered us a round of drinks. We had a nice conversation and leaned that they were young businessmen in town for a convention. One of them asked us if we knew a good club in town to meet women to hook up with, explaining that they'd noticed my wedding ring and figured I wouldn't be interested in being hit on. 'Try me' I said, 'my husband and I have a great relationship but we're just having fun right?' They said OK and asked us if we'd like to dance. We danced with them, quite sexy dances, she and I, put on quite a show for the boys. 

Feeling bold after a few more drinks I asked them where they were staying. 'A nice hotel nearby', one explained and asked if we'd like to come back to their hotel for a few drinks and maybe a hot tub. 'That sounds divine!' Cynthia said, taking my hand, 'we'd love to!' They were obviously thrilled at the thought of us going back to their hotel with them and so were we. 

'How would Max feel about this if he found out?' Cynthia asked me on the way to their hotel nearby. 

'What he doesn't know won't hurt him and what he does know might just turn him on, if you know what I mean!' I confided, winking.

Back at their hotel the boys were a bit nervous but very hospitable. I took off my coat and sat on one of the beds. I let my dress ride up a little and my breasts were boldly on display for them in this plunging neckline. 

Cynthia sat down next to me and ran her hand through my hair. They boys offered us drinks and snacks, we joked around and had a nice time. 

'Would you like to hop in the hot tub?' one of the men asked, 'It's very relaxing after all that dancing. 

'I could really use it,' I said, standing up, 'it sounds absolutely wonderful!' 

'Of course we don't have bathing suits, Dana,' Cynthia winked at me. 

'Where there's a will there's a way,' I responded, hooking my thumbs into the straps of my dress and let it fall to the floor. Two of the boys gasped audibly at the boldness of my gesture and too, I suppose, at the sight of me in just my lingerie and high heels.

My hard nipples were clearly visible through the delicate material of the bra and a thin black thong that left little to the imagination divided my ass cheeks. 'Like what you see?' I asked provocatively and one of the boys immediately jumped up and asked if he could help me remove my underwear, 'Oh don't you worry about that, I'll help her,' Cynthia got up, 'a woman's touch, you know.' 

She came to me then and, pulling my hair out of the way, unfastened my bra strap, letting my breasts swing free. She kissed the nape of my neck and I jumped at her electric touch. Putting one arm around my chest and caressing my breasts, she then came around to my front and, sliding to her knees, began to pull my panties down with her mouth. The boys groaned out their approval and began to strip naked themselves. Cynthia gave a few kisses on my inner thighs and her tongue quickly darted out to steal a few licks on my wet labia. 

Then, I unzipped her dress and took off her underwear for her; treating her to the same sexual teases she gave me. We took hands and climbed into the large bubbling hot tub. Ready boys? Cynthia asked and one said 'Hell yeah!'

They climbed into the hot tub with us; Cynthia and I each had one man on either side of us. We continued our conversation, fondling each other all the while and then I leaned over to give one of the boys a deep long French kiss. 'Are you boys ready for the fuck of a lifetime?' I asked. 

'Oh yeah!' they chimed in. 

'Well why don't you take us onto those nice clean beds and get them dirty then?' Cynthia said.

We sucked their cocks each one in turn, while they ran their hands through our hair and caressed our beautiful tits. Then they ate our pussies, with none of your skill, I might add honey, and then each of the guys fucked us both but good. 

'You can't come in me,' Cynthia warned the group of them as time wore on, 'I'm not on the pill.' 

'Don't you worry about that,' I consoled them, 'I can take care of tall of you when you're ready.' 

'But what about Max?' Cynthia asked. 

'Oh don't you worry about him. I'm going to give him a wonderful time when we get home.'

I felt like such a sexy woman, nay, goddess, when, as each of them neared cliMax in Cynthia's hot pussy, they switched off to mine and, bucking wildly, screaming out even, filled me with load after load of their sticky, sweet, warm and wonderful come. 

I'd never felt so filled with come in my life. Not to complain about yours, my love, it's just that four men together produced an awful lot of come. And we certainly did make them horny tonight, let me tell you. 

When each had spilled his seed inside me we all lay spent on the bed. I kept my legs closed tight enjoying the feeling of their semen deep inside me and after not too long, I pulled my panties on and said, 'Cynthia, we'd better get home. It's 1 am and Max will be starting to wonder where I am.' She stood up from the bed and gave me a deep lusty kiss and rubbed my breast. 

'This was wonderful' she said, and the boys echoed in their agreement. 

'Call us anytime,' one of them said, 'our card is on the table by the door.' Too weak to get up from the hot fucking we had given them, we saw ourselves out.

'I can't believe you did that!' Cynthia exclaimed with wonder, 'I didn't know you had it in you.' 

'Oh you don't know what secrets I have in store,' I told her. 

'Well I hope to find out,' she giggled, 'let's do this again!'

I got out of the cab at my stop and wondered if you'd be still awake. I brought home a sweet surprise for you my love. I remembered how much you enjoyed it last time."

'I am awake, fully awake' I said, 'and hearing you talk about your night is making me horny as hell you hot little tramp. You've told me what you did tonight. Now come up here and show me.

Dana slipped off her dress and heels and undid her bra. I fondled one of her tits as she took off her panties and then she climbed on top of me. Working her way up my body I could smell an intense odor of cum and see that her pussy glistened with a white sticky mess. 

The sight and smell were like nothing I'd ever encountered before. So much come! My heart was pumping fast with lust. My wife was a gorgeous, hot slut and she loved me alone. I was ready to slake my thirst and feed my hunger on the magical mixture concealed deep within her gorgeous pussy. 

She positioned herself just above my mouth and looked down at me with love in her eyes. "I hope you like this delicious treat I brought home for you, my dear. I brought it home especially for you."

"I love it," I said. 

"Well dig in then!" she smiled, "feast on my come-filled pussy, and drink my four lover's delicious juices. Lick me clean."

With that she lowered herself a little so that her come-coated pussy lips just brushed my face. I eagerly stuck out my tongue and licked, gently at first and then with increasing fervor, at her deliciously salty pussy lips. Thoughts raced through my mind as I licked at her, "Think where this gorgeous pussy has been tonight, think of the cum hidden deep within her." I had an exciting mix of jealousy, lust, and love for my enchanting and powerful wife.

She loved what I was doing to her clit and pussy lips, she was moaning and humming lustily. "Are you ready for the real treat?" she asked.

"Oh yes, very ready." I said.

"Well dig in, dig deep into my wet pussy and find the secret treasure my lovers have hidden there for you." I pushed my tongue into her lovely hole tentatively, savoring the moment and when she screamed out in ecstasy, I pushed in deeper, and oh the magic I found in there.

It felt like gallons of come. Sweet, sweet, sticky, come, hot and white and delicious. As my tongue probed her inner depths more and more of her juices and their semen slid down her honey hole onto my hungry tongue. I drank it down, licking and sucking at it like a man deprived.

"Oooh, shit yes!" she groaned, "eat all that fucking hot come out of me! Drink my lover's juices! drink me clean. Do you love it that I fuck other men and bring home delicious come for you to drink from my pussy? Does it turn you on for real?"

"Do you have to ask?" I enthused, "Yes, I love it, I love my hot wife and her delicious pussy filled with her juices and her lover's hot sticky sweet white come." 

"Well don't get addicted" she joked, "how will I manage to bring home enough come to keep you happy?"

"You always make me happy, Dana," I said and smiled, my lips and face covered in her juices and errant streams of her lovers white come.

"You make me happy too, Max," she said, "so happy. I'm your girl forever, no matter how naughty I've been when I'm out on the town."

"Oh!" she said, "I think I think I feel some more come still there for you inside me, why don't you take a look?" She lowered herself down on my face again and I felt another delicious stream of cum slide along my tongue and down my throat.

I was in heaven! I had married a goddess, a veritable queen of the night who would dare to come home from a night's hunt with a delicious and plentiful feast of other men's come for her loving husband to drink from her pussy. I was fed on her love juices and fully sated. 

"Kiss me, my love," she said, leaning down to whisper it my ear. She licked at my cum-drenched mouth and kissed me deep. Let me suck that rock hard beautiful cock of yours and then fuck me with it. 

I fucked her like never before and filled her with another load of come; it felt like I came forever, filling her with my seed. 

Exhausted, we both lay on the bed, mind's blown and totally in love. 

"That will be there for you in my pussy when you wake up, if you want it, my love." 

And it was, later on when I woke in the middle of the night. I licked and sucked the come from her pussy again. She woke up, moaning to the sensation of her husband licking her clean of come, and said, "Oh god Max, that feels so hot. Fuck me again!"