7 comments/ 206678 views/ 39 favorites A Small Test By: MandL Last night was the night. I hoped she'd be okay with it after I told her how it happened. I had to see if she would do it - see if she would follow through on her promise to do what turns me on. After marriage and children my wife is still the hottest woman I've ever known. She's in her early thirties, brilliant, quick-witted, generous, and open minded. She's tall and curvy, blessed with majestic tits, and she sports long reddish-brown curls that frame her Eastern European features. Her lips are full and wide; her skin is soft as cream and sweet like honey. All of my fantasies center around her. The way her hips move, how her luscious ass feels against my stomach.... When we have the time and energy to really fuck, to really go at it, she takes my thrusting cock with abandon - often with a butt plug plunged inside her succulent ass and a vibrator pressed to her clit as she screams and comes like there's no tomorrow. She professes to be my personal slut and cock whore - and usually proves it to be true. One of the best things about my wife is that she strokes cock like no one else. She has magic hands that never fail to coax me to hardness. Her delicate fingers glide across my balls and slide over my throbbing shaft with artful grace and precision. The sight of her hand - or both her hands - surrounding my cock mesmerizes me. I've even posted video to the internet of her jerking me until my cum showers her tits and spills over her slick, lubed hand. I always assumed she had practice with many men before me, but she denies having jacked off a lot of guys. I've heard a story or two, but she plays it down. She says it's her desire to please me that inspires such attentive and erotic handjobs. Is she just being discreet about her past? Maybe that possibility is why I've imagined her enthusiastically masturbating a multitude of hard, cum-spewing cocks in all sorts of situations: In clubs and restaurants, at the beach, in the backseat of a car, at a swingers resort - even in an adult theater with a strange cock in each hand while I fill her drooling mouth with my cum. When I first told her that I thought the idea of her jacking off another guy was cool, she was caught off guard. She thought I'd be jealous. When I explained to her that there'd be no other touching, just fondling and stroking a cock; that her acting as a useful slut at my direction excited me, she understood. "I'd do it for you, if it turns you on," she said. Conversely, she said she felt threatened by the idea of another woman stroking me. She was worried that someone else might do it better. I thought this was a double standard: What if she enjoyed another man's cock more than mine? When I teased her about it she had to admit she could see it happening under the "right circumstances" while she stroked another man, and maybe in the future we would meet a couple who'd like to do it. I took this as a green light to set something in motion. A few days after, I found a couple on an adult dating site that my wife and I joined last winter. The female dominant partner posted a profile seeking other couples for play, offering her boy toy for all to use. Some of the activities they listed as interests were mutual masturbation, voyeurism, exhibitionism, and public sex. Sarah, in her late twenties with tattoos, somewhat resembled Betty Paige. Brian, in his mid thirties with short hair, looked younger than his age. They seemed like adventurous and discreet people, so I wrote them an email and described how I wanted to create a situation where my wife would end up jerking off another man. Would they be interested? Of course they were interested, as anyone who sees my wife is irresistibly drawn to her. Even in our grainy on-line photos her hourglass figure says "fuck me." After a few emails, Sarah asked me to meet her and Brian in public. We met in a park downtown during our lunch breaks and ate in the shade of a picnic shelter. As we talked I found them to be friendly, funny and down-to-earth. Although initially concerned that my wife was in the dark about my scheme, they felt better when I explained how she'd agreed to do this, that I didn't want her coerced in any way, and that I'd be right beside her. Sarah understood where I was coming from - it excited her to share Brian with others in a controlled and sexual way. As if to demonstrate she reached down with one long fingernailed hand and massaged Brian through his pants, then told him to pull out his cock. "As long as you're auditioning, you should check it out," Sarah said with a smile. I looked under the table and saw her gently wrap her fingers around Brian's cock and slide his foreskin up and down. She asked him if he liked my proposal. Obviously, he had no problem being the recipient of a free handjob from a beautiful woman. He groaned as Sarah gripped his hard-on tighter, and I noted that he was a bit thicker than me because he was uncircumcised. Sarah then whipped her head around to see if anyone was near, then pulled the hem of her skirt up to give me a clear view of her dark-haired, well-trimmed bush. Chuckling at my look of surprise, she slowly slid her skirt back down over her smooth thighs and tucked Brian's cock back into his unzipped pants. We then discussed how to get him in a similar position with my wife. While getting ready to go out last night I had my wife agree to wear a slim leather collar and nothing underneath her dress. She wanted me to wear a cock ring ("In case something comes up," she said), which didn't sound like a bad idea. I fastened the leather ring around my cock and balls as she sat in front of me on the edge of the bed. When she leaned down and licked the tip I began to harden, knowing how good her lips feel when wrapped completely around me. Reading my mind, my wife gradually engulfed my rod with her hot, wet mouth and sucked until I was completely hard. However, as much as I wanted to continue, I had to pull away and get us out the door. After some final instructions for the babysitter, we walked to the car and I admired my goddess. The cut of her black and white dress accentuated her luscious body, and as she slid her legs onto the passenger seat of our car I caught a glimpse of her freshly shaved pussy. I felt proud and told her how beautiful she looked. When we got to the club it was already packed. A popular funk band was on stage and gyrating bodies crowded the dance floor. My wife was disappointed that there were no open tables, so I suggested we go to the bar for a drink and wait until one opened up. While she ordered a double cosmopolitan I saw a few guys scoping out her tits, and even a couple girls couldn't help checking her out. Feeling pleased, I casually leaned against her ass while ordering my gin and tonic, prompting her to push back against my crotch. With drinks now in hand, I led the way to the back of the club, saying that would be the first place a table would open up. When we reached the rear of the room, we stood arm in arm next to the booth in the farthest, darkest corner, watching the people around us have a good time. After a few minutes my wife was tapped on the arm by Sarah, who'd been sitting there with Brian long before we arrived. Sarah asked her if we were waiting for a table. My wife said we were, and Sarah offered to give us their table if we watched their drinks while they danced. We agreed and sat down as they walked to the dance floor. "That was cool of them," my wife said. I kissed her in reply, then we talked and joked as best we could over the music, holding hands and rubbing our legs against one another beneath the table. Before long Sarah and Brian returned, a little sweaty and grinning. "You'd think they'd crank the air conditioning in here during the summer!" Sarah shouted to us as she slid into the semi-circular booth beside my wife, Brian following behind her so that he was in the furthest corner. Introductions were made and as we shook hands my wife asked Sarah about a cowgirl tattoo on her left bicep. My wife indicated on her ass where her tattoo was and said something I couldn't hear. Sarah, wearing a white dress with red dots and glossy red pumps, laughed and complimented my wife's dress. She asked Brian, wearing light khakis and a black t-shirt, what he thought it. Like a gentleman he said he loved it. "I'll bet you do," Sarah said, eying my wife's cleavage. We all laughed and then Sarah asked us if it was okay if they stayed for one more drink. My wife looked at me and naturally I said no problem. We gulped down our drinks and gave Brian the cash to cover another round. While he was gone I got us talking about our creative interests (I avoid talking about jobs and careers), so we soon learned that Sarah was into the 50's and pin-ups. Soon we were talking about burlesque and campy fetish, which worked well because my wife is a casual fan. I was definitely glad to see them hitting it off. Brian returned with our drinks and they were stronger than the ones before, making me think he'd chipped in to buy extra shots. No doubt my wife was already buzzed, which was a good thing because as her and Sarah chit-chatted it became obvious that Sarah was rubbing Brian's cock through his pants. To his credit, he casually sipped his beer and for all the world looked like nothing was going on. During a break in their conversation my wife turned to whisper in my ear, "She's totally feeling him up!" "What?" I asked, feigning ignorance. "Look at them," she said. "Who?" "Sarah and Brian!" she hissed. I peered around her. The couple were quietly talking face to face while Sarah's hand sensuously massaged the bulge between Brian's legs. I asked my wife if it bothered her. "No. I just can't believe I'm seeing it!" I wanted to laugh because I knew that wasn't all she'd see. My wife took a long pull on her cosmo before asking Sarah how long her and Brian had been together. "Just over a year," Sarah replied. "He comes in handy!" "Or comes in hand?" I interjected. My wife elbowed me in mock embarrassment. Seeing that everything was cool so far, Sarah upped the ante and slipped her hand inside Brian's pants. "What's the use of having a toy if you can't play with it?" she said with a raised glass. I tapped it with mine and my wife followed, nodding in agreement, a bemused look on her face. We resumed our conversation but now there was sexual tension in the air. Watching Sarah fondle Brian, watching my wife watch them, was turning me on. I lightly moved my hand back and forth over my wife's ass while Sarah talked about the politics of spanking, and when my wife slid her hand up my thigh it came to rest on my rock hard erection. She looked at me and smiled - and behind her Sarah smiled and winked at me. At this point we were nearly finished with our drinks and Brian offered to buy more. I volunteered that my wife and I should go. "He might not be ready to stand for awhile," I joked. Observing the long lump Sarah's movements had created in the confines of Brian's trousers, my wife laughed and said she'd go with me. "Do you believe this?" she asked after we got to the bar. "Lucky guy!" I said, bumping my crotch against her hip. She spoke in fake horror, "They're so bold!" "You like that, don't you?" "Yeah," she said, grinning naughtily over the rim of her glass. "Where do you think this is going?" I asked as we walked back. "No idea," she said with a shrug. "I'm not looking for anything to happen. I'm just having fun." "Well, if one of us gets uncomfortable we'll leave, okay?" I offered. "Okay," she agreed as we returned to the booth. My wife slid in next to Sarah and as she did Sarah let out a surprised yelp, quickly pulling Brian's shirt down over his crotch. "Sorry," Sarah said to my wife. "I didn't expect you back so soon!" "I guess not, you dirty girl!" my wife said as she passed their drinks to them, clearly feeling more at ease with the show Sarah and Brian were putting on. "What's this about?" I asked. My wife shook her head and laughed at my apparent cluelessness. "We got bored while you were gone," Sarah shouted to me over the thudding beats of the band, "so I pulled little Brian out for a bit." "What?" I laughed in disbelief. "No way!" Brian looked at the ceiling and whistled. "I hope we didn't offend you guys," Sarah said apologetically. My wife leaned near to Sarah. "You shouldn't call it 'little Brian'," she admonished, and all of us laughed as the tension was released. We raised our glasses in toast and again my wife's hand settled on my cock. Then, as easy as you please, Sarah lifted Brian's shirt to expose his half hard cock. "Well, he is a good size," she said, encircling Brian's growing rod in her hand as she sucked on her margarita. "I love how it feels when he gets hard in my hand." Squeezing my cock in acknowledgment of its hardness, my wife turned to kiss me - even as she scanned the area to see if anyone else had noticed Sarah and Brian's brazen display. "I want you," she said, looking into my eyes. "You'll have me," I assured her. "What do we do?" she asked. Before I could answer, Sarah asked my wife if we planned to dance. I certainly didn't want to leave, so I shrugged my shoulders. Before my wife could say anything, Sarah said if we didn't leave it was going to get pretty quiet on their part. We looked at Brian, who was unable to play it so cool now, his engorged cock quite purple around the head. "Let's stay," I said softly. My wife nodded. The four of us sat together in the booth, the vinyl table cloth helping to conceal the handjob that Sarah was giving to Brian. We sipped our drinks and tried to look normal in our silence, even though we all had hints of smiles upon our lips as Sarah's red-nailed fingers softly stroked Brian's cock. Brian did an admirable job of keeping his composure - though my wife looked a little flushed. She alternated her gaze between me, the dance floor, and the cock just a couple feet to her right. I whispered into my wife's ear, "I bet she'd let you play with it." "Do you want me to?" she whispered back. Instead of answering, I turned to Brian and commented on how fun Sarah's handjob looked. "It is," he sighed. "My wife's got a great hand, too." I replied, smiling at my goddess. "The best." "Hey!" she said, slapping my thigh. Sarah picked up the cue. "Really?" she inquired with a mischievous tone. "I'd like to see it - I'm happy to share." "I don't think..." my wife started to say. "Me and Brian can switch places," Sarah reasoned. I saw the gears turning in my wife's head when she looked at me. "It's cool," I assured her. "Yeah?" "Uh-huh. Go ahead." "Here Brian, let's switch," Sarah said, going over top of him as he moved close to my wife. Sarah grasped Brian's fully erect cock in her left hand and offered it to my wife. A slim stream of pre-cum leaked from the tip and ran over Sarah's fingers. "Oh honey, this bad boy is ready," Sarah cooed. Brian looked straight ahead, eyes half closed, drinking his beer. Also trying to look casual, I sipped my gin and wondered whether my wife would actually touch it. She peered at me with her chin on her shoulder. "Will this turn you on?" she asked, reaching toward the cock in Sarah's hand. "Yes," I told her. Swallowing from the glass in her other hand, my wife tentatively took hold of Brian's cock. Brian closed his eyes in pleasure and tilted his head back while the rest of us did our best to look inconspicuous. I watched as the french manicured nails of my wife's fingers reflected the few lights able to reach to where she now slowly stroked Brian's cock. I knew the joy he must be feeling. "Show them how it's done, my love," I directed my wife, softly tracing my fingertips across her shoulders. Encouraged by my words, she gripped him tighter, pulling his foreskin up over the purple head, then back down to expose it in the dim light. "I usually use lube," my wife told Brian and Sarah. "I have some," Sarah said, retrieving a small handbag and producing a tiny tube of lube. "I take it everywhere." Sarah poured a copious stream of silicone onto Brian's cock. My wife elegantly lifted her fingers and twisted them through the slick stuff, rubbing the shiny oil all over Brian's cock and shaved balls before wrapping her hand around his shaft again. "Fuck yeah," he sighed. My wife moved her hand faster, with more confidence, sliding up and down the skin of Brian's cock. She started to swirl her hand back and forth, slightly at first and then in greater degrees, as she jacked him off. Sarah and I looked on, enthralled, as she tightly tugged Brian's dick, causing his hips to involuntarily move in tempo with my wife's ministrations. My own cock was rock hard, constrained in my pants, as my slutty wife massaged Brian's meat. As her oily fingers slithered around the engorged head of his cock, as she shuttled her slippery fist up and down his throbbing dick, Brian closed his eyes and moaned. Already worked up, he wasn't going to last long. "I think he's going to come soon, baby doll," Sarah confirmed. A look of determination fell upon my wife's face and she moved her hand more forcefully up and down Brian's cock, her eyes locked on it in anticipation. "God, I just want to suck it," Sarah moaned in frustration. "Let me spit on it and make it pretty," she begged, bending forward so her lips hovered over Brian's cock. My wife held his cock still and Sarah puckered her full red mouth over it, as if to kiss it, and delivered a silver strand of saliva over his swollen head. I looked around, sure someone would notice, but the crowd, music, and cigarette smoke seemed to cover us. When I looked back, both my wife and Sarah were staring intently at the cock sliding through my wife's hot, supple hand. Brian's hips began to shake and a small smile of satisfaction came to my wife's lips. "He's so ready to come," Sarah warned. "Oh fuck," Brian muttered, leaning back. "Oh fuck is right, baby. Look at this girl stroke your fucking cock." The music and the crowd seemed far away as my auburn-haired goddess masturbated Sarah's boyfriend. Seared in my memory is the sight of my exquisite wife stroking a stranger's cock, her tits shaking with the effort, cheered on by his lover, me beside her as she focused on the tool of another man slipping through her hand. "Stroke it hard and fast," Sarah instructed. "Stroke it like a whore." Obeying like a good girl, my wife reseated her grip on Brian's cock and jacked it from top to bottom for all she was worth, adding a spiral motion to her long fluid strokes. If anything, Brian's cock grew bigger and harder as my wife's lubed fist snaked sensuously up and down his slightly curved shaft. "Does this turn you on?" she asked me. "Yes," I said. "Do you like that I'm a cock stroking slut for you?" she whispered, jerking Brian faster. "You're my cock whore, darling," I replied, reaching under her skirt to tease her soaking wet cunt. "I love that you're my slut." "Your personal slut," she affirmed. "Does it feel good?" I wanted to know. "Mmm. It feels so hot in my hand, honey. I think he's going to come," my wife whispered, her lips tickling my neck as I watched her bring Brian to the brink. "His cock is about to burst - it's so... fucking... hard." With a loud groan, Brian suddenly exploded in my wife's hand as his cock thrust all the way up through her slippery fist. His hips nearly hit the table as a rope of cum flew through the air and landed on the front of his black t-shirt. Sarah laughed in surprise and quickly pushed Brian's ass back down to the seat as my wife kept stroking his erupting cock. A Small Test Ch. 02 "Why don't we go out to my SUV?" Sarah suggested. "I think there's another cock here that's ready to go - or is it blow?" With my wife's undulating hand snaked though my zipper and massaging my cock, and with Sarah's smoldering eyes appraising us, the thought crossed my mind that going to the parking lot was part of her plan all along. "How 'bout it, Michael?" she asked me. "Can I watch Lee jerk you off?" I looked at my wife, who wore the expression of someone walking in the door for her own surprise birthday party. Her silence told me that ball was in my court. However, as much as I welcomed the chance to come while Sarah watched, I didn't want to jeopardize my relationship with Lee. Sarah understood my hesitation and moved her face close to Lee's. "Look, I'm not trying to get with your husband," she said, handing Brian more napkins so he could dab up the rest of his cum. "But now I'm really horny, and I hope you'll go with us and stroke your husband's cock while Brian fucks me." Running her finger tips through the bits of Brian's cum still sticking to my wife's hand, Sarah added, "And if you'll let Michael cum in my mouth, all the better." I just about blew my load when she said that, but luckily Lee stopped fondling my cock at that point - probably in shock. She knows I crave cumming in her mouth, but due to the texture she can't do it. She doesn't eat oysters or similarly textured foods, so I'm left to dream about getting my cum swallowed. To alleviate my desire we frequently talk about returning to the swingers club, where Lee jacks me off into the waiting mouth of a submissive girl. While I get off talking about it, to her credit Lee said she's open to actually doing it. Now a once in a lifetime opportunity was in front of me - I couldn't blow it. My swollen cock was begging for release, and the chance to have Lee masturbate me into Sarah's eager mouth was a dream come true. So, I chose to stay quiet about secretly arranging this encounter with Sarah and Brian, figuring that as long as my wife decided how far things went she'd only do what she was comfortable with. "Honey," I told my wife over the pounding music, "whatever happens is up to you." "What about the babysitter?" she asked, giving my cock a pensive squeeze. "We haven't been here long, but we should go if you don't feel good about it," I said. Lee tossed her hair back and then grinned. "Well, as long as boundaries are respected, I'm game." "Cool," Sarah said with relief, turning to Brian as he mopped up the last wet spots on his shirt from my wife's handjob. "Sweety, think you can get your cock hard again for me?" she asked coyly, caressing his thigh even as her eyes sought the nearest exit. "Oh, I think I'll manage," Brian replied with a smile. "Well then - let's finish these and go!" Sarah laughed, slugging down her margarita before the rest of us quickly finished our own drinks. After Lee zipped me up (not easy with the cock-ringed hard-on I had), we followed Sarah through a side exit door. As the sound of her pumps and my wife's boots reverberated in the empty parking lot we stayed close together, Lee and I groping each other playfully as we weaved between the cars. Soon we arrived at Sarah's truck, a newer Suburban with tinted windows and a raised suspension. She opened one of the passenger doors and ushered us into the plush grey interior. As my wife stepped up in front of me the full glory of her ass was in my face. I couldn't resist flipping up her skirt to expose her round white cheeks. "All right!" Brian cheered. "Hey!" Lee admonished, trying to pull the hem of her silky dress back down. I gave her a quick wet kiss on her ass before she covered herself again. The four of us clambered into the Suburban and kneeled on the floor as Sarah shut the door. The interior looked custom, and I noticed a small TV panel on the ceiling. It was an impressive ride, but what made it perfect for our purposes was that instead of two sets of passenger seats, Sarah's Suburban had only the one in back. This left a large space between it and the front seats. Lee whistled and took my hand. "Wow. Bet this sucker guzzles gas." Sarah laughed. "I'm just a sucker for guzzling, I guess!" "Ain't that the truth," Brian muttered as he fed a CD into the stereo. "Hey buddy," Sarah chided. "You should be licking my ass, not talking out of yours." Turning to me she said, "Michael, have a seat back there so Lee can stroke that cock." Eager to feel my wife's hands work their magic, I jumped into the rear seat with barely restrained glee. With a smile Lee crawled between my legs, her succulent tits practically spilling out of her low cut dress. Sarah leaned over the seat on my left as the opening notes of Massive Attack's "Mezzanine" pulsed from the speakers. "C'mon Lee," Sarah whispered, hiking her skirt up over her bare ass and looking at my wife, "start stroking." " I'd love to," my wife replied naughtily, fixing me with her sparkling green eyes as she slowly unzipped my pants. "Are you ready, darling?" "I'm always ready for you to stroke me, baby," I said, tweaking her nipples as she slid my pants to my ankles. "I bet you're dying to come," Lee said, admiring my cock as it throbbed urgently in her hand. "Do you need some attention?" "You know I do," I answered. "Are you going to jack me off like a good girl?" "I'm going to jack you off like a bad girl," she whispered, gazing at my manhood and luxuriously running her hands up and down its length. I was entranced by the sight of my wife between my thighs, watching her elegant fingers slither around my cock. She put her mouth near my balls and exhaled, holding my gaze. "I love your cock, honey," Lee sighed, her hot breath making my sac tingle. A drop of pre-cum emerged from the tip of my dick. "It's perfect." Brian moved behind Sarah and started caressing her back, ass, and thighs. Sarah took a deep breath and arched her back in pleasure. "Brian, be a dear and lick my ass while Lee works this cock," she instructed. Without hesitation, he bent over and placed his mouth over Sarah's puckered hole, making her gasp. To my delight, Lee started softly tonguing my balls as she rubbed the sensitive underside of my cock with her thumb. Seeing my response, she took my cock into her manicured fingers and slid them softly over my length. She licked my balls harder, and when she ran the tip of her tongue up my shaft more pre-cum slipped out and seeped between her fingers. I noticed Brian staring intently at my wife's ass as he licked Sarah's. Leaning forward, I lifted Lee's skirt and tucked it into the shiny black belt around her waist, exposing her ass for him as he pushed his tongue deeper into Sarah's special hole. "Ooh, yeah. Fuck yes," Sarah cooed. My wife looked at me questioningly. "You're too fucking hot to hide, my love," I explained, brushing her hair behind her ears so I could see her face better. As Lee spit-shined my balls with her tongue and gently jerked my cock, I asked Brian and Sarah if they wanted to see her tits, too. "Oh yeah!" they answered in unison. A bit tipsy (but obviously enjoying the attention) Lee said I'd have to take them out while she kept stroking me. She sat up and I slipped my hands beneath her 36Ds, lifting them free of her dress. Sarah sighed as Lee's nipples hardened under our admiring gazes. "Oh Lee, you've got some sweet titties, baby," Sarah said. Brian agreed. "I love how they move when she strokes my cock," I commented, gently kneading Lee's breasts with my palms. "I came on these tits on our second date." "I'd love to come on those tits," Brian chimed in. Lee teasingly shook her tits for us. "All right, guys," Sarah playfully scolded. "Let's focus on the task at hand." Halting her motion on my dick, Lee looked around, searching. "No lube this time, honey," I said, gripping a handful of her long auburn curls. "Just suck me and make it nice and sloppy." Lee bent forward and slurped my prick into her mouth. I put my hands behind my head, reveling in the hot heaven of her wet mouth, enjoying the sway of her tits as she sucked me. Her full wide lips surrounded me tightly and the vibrations of her quiet groans coursed through my throbbing shaft. Lee was a vision as waves of spit leaked from her mouth and sluiced down my cock and balls. "Deeper," I urged her, placing a hand on her head and gyrating my hips. Lee looked at me wide-eyed, breathing noisily through her nose as she struggled to take all of me. "Oh God," Sarah moaned. She stared at Lee's busy mouth and fingered her cunt with two hands, Brian nestled between her pale legs and holding the heels of her shiny red pumps as he probed her ass with his tongue. Lee pushed herself harder on my cock, her nose touching my pubic hair as the spongy head of my cock filled her throat and made her gag. She withdrew from my cock with a gasp, jerking her fist up and down my length while she caught her breath. A thick strand of saliva formed a bridge from her chin to tip of my dick head before breaking and falling between her tits. Brian peered at Lee over his girlfriend's ass and I noticed that his erect, uncut cock was out of his pants. I leaned over my wife and ran my right hand over her bare ass. She looked up at me and squirmed, rubbing her thighs against the supple leather of her boots. "Honey, is it okay if Brian touches your ass?" I asked. Twisting my dick through her spit-lubed hand, Lee nodded. "Sarah, is that cool with you?" I asked, looking down at her. "Sure - but that's all he touches..." she said, winking at my wife. As I leaned back Brian reached for my wife's ass, softly sliding his fingers and palm over her smooth cheek. Lee closed her eyes and rocked her hips back and forth, putting a hand between her legs and speeding up the twisting action on my shiny wet cock. Lee looked so fucking hot and felt so good, I didn't want it to end. If it weren't for my leather cock ring I wouldn't have lasted that long, but after watching Lee make Brian come in the club; with Lee sucking and stroking my cock in front of Sarah like a porn star; and with Sarah beside me pleasuring her pussy as Brian's tongue explored her ass; I was near the point of no return. "Stroke me, honey," I told Lee. "Jack me off like a good slut." My wife bent over and spit on my cock, gripping my shaft and sliding it through her gooey fist. "Oh yeah," Sarah groaned. "That looks so fucking good, Lee." "It is good," Lee replied, stroking my throbbing cock with one hand while she touched herself with the other. "I'd love to taste it, covered in your spit," Sarah whispered, eyes closed, her fingers massaging her clit and disappearing inside her pussy. "Sorry, dirty girl," Lee said as she stroked my shaft and grinned. "You get the cum, but the cock is mine." "You're so cruel," Sarah whined, working her hands over her cunt even faster. Looking at me with her large brown eyes, she called to Brian. "Sweetie, come up here so I can suck your cock. I can't have this one." Suddenly an idea occurred to me. "Lee, why not let her taste me on your lips?" I suggested, not sure it would fly. "She is hosting this party, after all." To my surprise, my wife leaned forward and put her face next to Sarah's. "Lick my lips,," Lee said firmly, still jacking me off with her left hand. Sarah's mouth drew closer to Lee's and Brian uttered a quiet, "Damn." We turned to look at him, observing that while one of his hands massaged the flesh of my wife's ass, the other was tugging his foreskin back and forth over his hard cock. "You should fuck her, Brian," Lee said quietly, her eyes locked on Sarah's. "Be a good boy and fuck your girlfriend while she tastes my husband's cock." Brian didn't need to be convinced. He pressed the mushroom shaped head of his cock against Sarah's pussy, and as she eagerly licked the mixture of spit and pre-cum from my wife's lips he buried it inside her depths. "Oh God yes," Sarah moaned, humping Brian's tool as her tongue sought out my wife's juicy lips. Lee continued stroking my cock as I watched in amazement, her plush breasts rubbing my thighs as Sarah's licks soon changed to lusty kisses. I began to lightly pinch and twist Lee's nipples and in moments she was kissing Sarah back. The two of them had their eyes closed, swapping spit and pre-cum between them as Brian plowed his cock into Sarah's snatch. "Are you having fun,?" I asked to Lee. "Mmm," Lee hummed with a blissful smile. She turned to kiss me and we sucked and nibbled each other's mouths, lost in passion, tasting each other and my cock and Sarah's lips and breathing one another's quickening breaths. Lee's hand never paused as it sensuously slipped and twisted up and around my cock, the wet squishy noises of her strokes matching the rhythmic slapping of Sarah's hungry cunt against Brian's animal thrusts. Sarah began grunting as a glow stared building in my inner core. "I'm going to cum, honey," I warned Lee. "Mmm, good," she replied, sitting back on her boot heels to gain better leverage on my cock, placing a hand on Sarah's ass for balance. "I can't wait. Are you going to cum in her mouth?" I could hardly think as Lee's fist glided up and down my cock, but I managed to say I would if Sarah wanted it. "Fuck yeah, I want it," Sarah pleaded as Brian's pistoning hips collided with her ass cheeks. "I... want... that... cum... " "Such a dirty bitch," Lee hissed, crouching to lap the head of my cock with her tongue, stroking it vigorously with one hand while her other hand focused on her clit. "Takes... one... to know one..." Sarah grunted, her red heels lifting off the floor as she arched her back to give Brian better access. I watched in surprise as Lee suddenly grabbed Sarah's hair and lifted her head onto my stomach, squashing the head of my cock against Sarah's cheek. Lee jerked my tool faster and smeared my pre-cum across Sarah's face. "You want cum?" Lee taunted, releasing Sarah to rub my balls while she stroked me, keeping Sarah's head pinned beneath my cock. "Unh," Sarah squeeked. "Of course you do, you little whore...." I felt proud as Lee took control of Sarah. She stroked me hard against Sarah's cheek, her luscious tits flushed red from her slutty efforts. My wife's eyes looked glazed as my cock became the center of her universe. She seemed unaware of the words tumbling from her lips. "Fuck yeah you want the cum, you dirty bitch girl," Lee muttered, bouncing up and down as she slid the palm of her hand over my nutsack in time with her stroking of my cock. "Fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes," Sarah chanted, her eyes wide, her fingers flicking over her clit as Brian drilled into her sopping cunt. "Slap her ass, Lee," I told my wife, feeling the cum rising in my balls as my cock slid through her gyrating hand. "Slap her ass till she comes." Relinquishing my balls and looking into my eyes, Lee tagged Sarah's ass repeatedly with short stinging slaps. "Like that, honey?" she asked, delivering more smacks to Sarah's bottom. "Oh fuck yeah," Sarah hissed, pushing her ass higher and harder against her boyfriend's thrusts, moving her head around my dick to spread a sheen of pre-cum across her face. "You're gonna come," Lee said with satisfaction. "You're so fucking hard - I can feel it." I nodded and closed my eyes, overwhelmed by the sensations Lee was sending through my cock, unable to last much longer. "He's gonna come, Sarah," Lee warned her. "Come, make him come" Sarah begged, her and Brian's bodies colliding faster. "Are you ready for me?" I asked, moving her hair away from her face. "Fuck yeah," Sarah groaned, her hot breath on my cock. "Cum for me, cum for me..." "His cock is soooo full," I heard Lee whisper. "I'm putting a finger on his ass so you get every drop...." "FUUUUUUUUCK!" Sarah cried out as she went over the edge, her lips rubbing my cock as Lee tugged and aimed my prick into Sarah's mouth. "Come on, honey - come in her!" Lee encouraged me, slithering her fist around my manhood like a woman with something to prove. Sarah's lips encircled the tip of my cock and I opened my eyes. "I want her to swallow you," Lee reassured me, "because when she's done, she'll get more of this," and she reached over to fondle Brian's balls as I watched him fuck Sarah like an animal. "Brian's balls are so heavy," Lee informed Sarah as Brian grimaced with pleasure. "After you take my husband I'm going to jerk Brian off into your slutty mouth...." Sarah unexpectedly came again, her scream muffled by the head of my cock. Brian swore out loud, trying not to come as his girlfriend's cunt clamped tight around his cock. My wife smiled, pleased, massaging Brian's balls with one hand while the other vigorously glided up and down the part of my cock that wasn't between Sarah's puckered lips. "Is this what you wanted?" Lee asked me softly. "To cum in a girl's mouth?" I couldn't take anymore and I expoded with a yell through clenched teeth, buckets of pent up cum erupting from my inner core. My hips lifted off the seat as Lee tightly held my pulsing cock inside Sarah's mouth, urging me to let it all go. I watched in awe as Lee jacked me off into another woman's mouth, my reddish-purple shaft pulsing in her slippery grip as Sarah swallowed shot after shot of my jizz. "Fuck yeah - take it, baby," my wife told her soothingly, milking my seed into Sarah's thirsty throat like a practiced expert. "Take his cum...." I almost blacked out as Lee pumped jets of cum straight into Sarah's greedy gullet, gradually slowing her strokes when every movement of her gyrating hand made my hips involuntarily convulse. When I finally recovered my senses, I found my wife holding my twitching cock in her left hand and Brian's uncircumcised rod in her right. I smiled at her, validating her intention. "Get over here, Sarah," Lee instructed gently, her beautiful tits swaying slightly as she slowly caressed Brian's cock. Sarah, exhausted, smiled and wiped her mouth on her arm, leaving a trail of saliva and my sticky seeed from her elbow to her wrist. Gazing into my wife's eyes, she obediently got down on all fours, crawled over to Brian, and engulfed the top of his prick with her lips. Lee held my half-hard cock as I knelt beside her. "I love you," she whispered. She smiled when I kissed her neck, and as I sucked on it I grasped the back of Sarah's head. "I want to make sure you get it all," I said to her. Sarah blinked at me through her disheveled hair and nodded. I watched Lee begin sliding her hand back and forth over Brian's dick, and he had to press his hands against the roof of the Suburban to keep his balance. My wife's fluid strokes were quickly lubricated by the slippery juices that Sarah had left on his cock, and I held Sarah's head tight as Lee's pumping fist thumped against her ruby lips. Sarah started moaning and Brian's breathing became shallow. Sensing the nearness of his orgasm, Lee twisted her hand faster around Brian's cock, her tits swaying with the motion of jacking him off. I heard Brian grunt and saw him come in my wife's hand for a second time. Lee suddenly kissed me deeply, her body shaking as she masturbated Brian's meaty cock inside Sarah's mouth. Sarah looked at Brian with her dark brown eyes and gulped down every spurt of his cum, and when he finished in breathless spasms she released his dripping cock from her gooey mouth. Spent, Sarah and Brian sat back on their heels, sweaty and unable to speak. I couldn't even guess what would happen next. A Small Test Ch. 03 After Sarah released Brian's half-hard cock from her cum covered lips, we sat in her truck and caught our breath. Lee knelt beside me, holding my cock in her hand. A sheen of perspiration glistened on her tits, evidence of the effort she'd put into masturbating me and Brian into Sarah's slutty mouth. Brian was next to Sarah, squeezing the last drops his cum onto his girlfriend's milky thigh. Sarah wiped her chin with the back of her hand and grinned at him. Sexual tension, as thick as the scent of Sarah's freshly fucked pussy, hung in the air. Just as I wondered what would happen next, my wife broke the silence. "So - when do I get to come?" The tension broke and we laughed, but I saw in Lee's eyes that she was serious. "Hot and bothered, my love?" I asked innocently. "Hell yeah!" she pouted, sitting down with her legs crossed. "Well, we should do something about it," Sarah said sympathetically, laying her hand on my wife's knee. "Shouldn't we, Michael?" Sarah's dark brown eyes penetrated mine and I hesitated, unsure how much further I should go. After all, I'd secretly arranged this meeting with Sarah and Brian only to see if my wife would really stroke another man's cock. Her jerking me off until Sarah swallowed my cum - and then giving Brian a second handjob - wasn't part of the plan. "Well, I'm open to getting her off," I said. "What do you want to do, Lee?" I asked, deciding once again that she should choose our path. "Babe, I really want to come," my wife groaned. She grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs. Her sex radiated heat and my palm slid easily across her moist mound and pussy lips. I slipped two fingers inside her receptive cunt. "Michael, we can't leave her like this," Sarah said earnestly. Brian nodded. Sarah caressed Lee's velvet thighs and she rocked her hips on my fingers. Lee remained quiet. Clearly, this was a chance for us to experience a new level of sexual play. How would it end? Would I have regrets? I had no idea, but I decided to risk it anyway. "Honey, I want you to come," I said, probing her pussy. "Is it okay if they help me?" "Yes," Lee answered, closing her eyes and tightening her cunt around my fingers. "Sarah, how do you feel about going down on a woman?" I asked. "As good as going down on a man," Sarah answered, her hand roving sensuously over Lee's slowly parting legs. "I enjoy pussy as much as cock." "Are you cool with that, Brian?" "Oh yeah," he affirmed, joining Sarah in touching Lee's spreading legs with wandering hands. As Lee surrendered to our attention, I withdrew my fingers and lifted her black and white satin dress above her curvy hips. Sarah gently coaxed Lee's legs open to fully reveal her smooth shaven pussy. Lee leaned back on her elbows and sighed. "Sarah, mind giving her some attention while Brian and I kiss her?" I suggested. "I'd love to..." Sarah cooed as she moved closer to my wife. My cock got harder at the sight of Sarah's red fingernails inching up Lee's high black boots, over her knees, and down her inner thighs. Brian and I sat in wonder as Sarah puckered her lips and sensuously kissed Lee's pussy from top to bottom. Lee entangled her fingers in Sarah's raven hair and pulled, urging Sarah to go deeper into her cunt. Another Massive Attack song began to play as Lee quietly moaned. "Feel good?" I asked. "Yeah," Lee answered with a sigh. "Her tongue is so hot...." "You look hot," I told her. "I adore you," she whispered. Her hand encircled my cock. "You're hard," Lee observed with satisfaction. "Who wouldn't be?" I replied. "Not me," Brian muttered. Sure enough, his uncircumcised cock stood between his legs as he gently kissed Lee's neck, arm and shoulder. Lee spotted his tool and reached for it, but stopped herself. "It's all right," I assured her. "Stroke it - stroke us both." Brian groaned as she gripped his meaty shaft and pulled the foreskin away from the head. With a grin she fondled Brian's balls, his body now familiar after jerking him off twice. "She likes cock, doesn't she?" Sarah teased. "God, she's good," Brian proclaimed. "It turns Michael on," Lee said dreamily. She arched her back like a cat stretching in the sun, sliding her hands in synch up and down our rock hard dicks. Proud of my sexy wife, I told them I could imagine her jacking off a whole room full of cocks. "That would be so hot," Sarah sighed, rubbing her thumb in circles over Lee's clit. "I'd love to watch her do it and lick all the cum off her body." Lee's mouth opened in ecstasy as Sarah's thumb found the perfect spot, groaning and stroking our pre-cum slickened shafts a little faster. "Would you suck the cocks?" I asked Sarah as she pleasured my wife. "Fuck yeah - I'd suck them and spit on 'em so they're all gooey for Lee to jack off," Sarah replied huskily. I asked Brian if she was really that nasty. "Definitely," he answered, reveling in Lee's handling of his cock. "I'd suck two at a time - after sucking yours, of course," Sarah said teasingly. "Then we'll call if it happens!" I joked. "Am I second in line?" Brian asked. "Maybe," Sarah replied with a smile. Brian and Sarah exchanged mischievous looks as I sat up to view the scene better, rolling Lee's nipples between my fingertips. Thankfully I'd recently come, because my wife was the most erotic vision I ever saw. Her pelvis undulated beneath Sarah's probing tongue. Her boot clad legs were on Sarah's back, pinning her down. Her voluptuous tits moved like waves on the sea, and a trace of a smile graced her dark red lips. Lee's arms arced outward to our throbbing cocks as her fingers deftly collected our pre-cum for more lubrication. Sarah lay prone between Lee's legs, her pale arms hugging my wife's ass, her fresh-fucked mouth clamped over my wife's cunt. Her Betty Paige haircut framed her flushed face. When Sarah caught me looking she winked knowingly, flicking her tongue rapidly on Lee's clit till my wife gasped with pleasure. Brian lifted Sarah's red and white checkered dress and caressed her ass, while his tongue explored my wife's thighs. Sarah spread her milky legs, raising her glossy red heels in the air as she pushed against the floor, grinding her pussy against the plush carpet as she lapped up Lee's lusty pussy. "More, Sarah," Lee urged. "Fingers...." Sarah moaned in acknowledgement and slid two pale fingers inside Lee's wet slit. "Fuck yeah," my wife sighed. "Just like that...." Sarah licked and sucked Lee's steaming snatch as if it were her last meal. Lee tossed her head back, gasping, her lips perfectly parted for the nearest available cock. I slid her hand from my prick and knelt beside her. I positioned my swollen head near Lee's face, and without looking she took me inside her hungry mouth. She suckled my rod greedily, grunting and slobbering on my meat like a whore in heat. "Oh shit," I sighed. I gripped Lee's head in my hands and pressed deeper into her receptive mouth. I became an animal, thrusting my cock harder into her sweet face as her hand twisted faster along Brian's fleshy tool. Sarah twirled her tongue around Lee's clit and an escalating moan emerged from my wife's throat. I gazed down at Lee. With her eyes shut tight she looked lost in another world, her only connection to reality the cock in her mouth and the other in her hand. "That's it, Lee - stroke it," Brian hissed. "Make me come while you suck him...." Brian straddled my wife's chest as she wrapped two slippery hands around his throbbing length. Brian enthusiastically fucked her fists and Lee upped the tempo of her strokes. A few more moments and Lee would make him shoot another cum load, this time all over her plump tits. "Brian, I can't believe you're coming again," Sarah said with amusement. "Me either!" exclaimed Brian. "Don't stop, Sarah," Lee pleaded around my rigid cock. "Lick it....Lick me...." "Should I suck on your pussy, honey?" Sarah taunted. "Yes," Lee begged, lifting her hips to get back inside Sarah's mouth. "I'll suck you," Sarah offered, "only if you suck Brian." My wife and I froze, looking into each other's eyes. Brian continued thrusting his meaty pole through Lee's grip as if he hadn't heard Sarah's announcement. "Lee, you know it would excite Michael to see you suck another cock," Sarah explained, sliding her palm up and down my wife's slick pussy. "He wants you to be a slut - a submissive wife to be used and enjoyed." Sarah was right, damn her - but she was pushing toward a line I couldn't cross. Did I sometimes imagine my wife sucking another cock? Maybe at a gloryhole, or as I fucked her at a swinger's club, until cum dribbled from her mouth as the two of us came together? Sure - but in real life I didn't want to open a Pandora's Box. "Suck it just a little," Sarah dared. "Take that cock in your mouth and feel it - enjoy that thick cock while you come...." Sarah felt in control. From her position between Lee's legs she knew how bad my wife needed to come. She flicked her tongue over my wife's clit and turned on the charm. "Wouldn't it be nice to suck them, one after the other?" she cooed, petting Lee's pussy. "Two hot cocks....sliding on your lips and tongue....pulsing and pushing inside your mouth while I pleasure you...." Lee silently pleaded with me. Her bright green eyes transmitted her longing for Sarah to finish the job more than any desire for Brian's cock. However, the idea of her actually sucking someone else was more than I could handle. "You'll like it," Sarah said with a smile. "Michael will, too." Lee resumed sucking my veiny cock. She searched my eyes for permission, desperate enough for release that she'd do more than consider Sarah's idea. Sarah made it sound so harmless, so easy! What would it hurt if my wife sucked a cock conveniently located just inches from her face? But there was no way I could stand aside and watch Lee do it. I had to get things back on track. "Sarah, that might happen," I challenged, "if I can fuck you at the same time." "No way!" Lee choked. "If we're respecting boundaries, no way." "I wouldn't mind," Sarah assured her. "Would you, Brian?" "No, not at all," he answered, massaging Lee's sumptuous breasts. My wife said nothing, staring at Brian's dick as it slipped inside her soft hands. "What if Michael fucked my ass?" Sarah asked nonchalantly, sliding a third finger inside Lee's cunt. "Huh-uh," Lee said, reaching to stroke my cock again. "He - I couldn't...." Sarah kissed my wife's pussy and nuzzled it with her nose. "Imagine Michael's cock filling me till it hurts - stretching me till I'm in tears as I lick you...." My wife closed her eyes, quietly digesting Sarah's tenderly spoken words. "I'll submit to him, Lee," Sarah whispered, gently fucking my wife with skilled fingers. "He'll own me for you - punish me for making you suck another guy's cock...." Lee shook her head, resisting. "Imagine some stranger's cock in your mouth while his girlfriend satisfies you...." Sarah suggested. "Imagine Michael watching you suck it as you come in my mouth...." Lee stroked our shafts spasmodically, wound up and frustrated. "Don't you wonder how a new cock feels?" Sarah hissed, rubbing Lee's clit with her thumb as her fingers pushed against my wife's G-spot. "Won't it be exciting to feel the flesh of another man in your mouth?" Lee closed her eyes and applied more exquisite pressure around our cocks. The three of us moaned, hypnotized by Sarah's words, our hearts beating faster as our orgasms approached. "All you have to do...." Sarah whispered, kissing my wife's thigh. "....to feel me on your pussy," she continued, pinching Lee's clitoris. "....is let your husband fuck my ass...." a lingering pull on Lee's pussy lips. "....and take that cock in your mouth...." And as Sarah nibbled my wife's clit between her lips the damn broke. "Fuuuuuck!" Lee cried in agonized delight, her hips quaking and convulsing so hard the truck shook. Sarah held my wife's legs tight and flicked her tongue ferociously over Lee's pussy. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she cried, stroking me and Brian with blinding speed as Sarah mercilessly plunged her hand in and out of Lee's spasming cunt. "Yes, yes, yes...." Lee chanted. "Don't stop, don't stop...." Sarah followed through and lapped at my wife's frothing pussy, sending jolts of pleasure through Lee's writhing body. Then Brian grunted and came again. "God yes...." Brian growled, arching his back. "Jerk it, Lee - jerk it...." Lee obeyed, pumping his spurting cock like a porn star. Speckles of cum blasted from Brian's cock and a wad hit my wife's cheek, leaving a trail down her face as she jacked Brian off to another messy explosion. When his cock began to soften, Lee pulled his foreskin over the shiny red tip of his dick and milked the last syrupy drops of his jizz on to her tits. "Goddam," Sarah said in awe, slapping Brian's ass as he relaxed. Lee basked in the lingering glow of her orgasm and languidly squeezed Brian's subsiding erection. As Sarah sighed and slipped her fingers out of Lee's gooey pussy, my wife smiled up at me. "Thank you for making this happen," she whispered. Caught off guard, I came hard and with a powerful shudder. Ropes of pearly white cum shot from my pulsing cock and splashed across my slut wife's lips, chin and neck. She moaned in appreciation, twisting her fist lovingly around my glistening rod, stroking my cock until the final drop of cum leaked from the tip and seeped into Sarah's upholstery. Lee chuckled and soothingly swirled her fingers around my softening shaft, gathering up globs of my copious cum and sliding the warm juices over my smooth balls. "Fuck honey," I whispered, sitting back on my heels. Sarah nudged Brian aside. He crawled off my wife's chest and sat against the side of the truck, giving Sarah room to slither her way up Lee's perspiring, cum covered body. Then sweetly, delicately, she kissed Brian's cum from my wife's erect pink nipples. "Such a good girl," Lee murmured in compliment, helpfully lifting her freckled breasts to Sarah's searching mouth. Sarah smiled, the spunk on her lips sparkling like lip gloss. "Don't forget my face," Lee instructed, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Sarah giggled. "Michael's cum again? Don't mind if I do...." And as Sarah diligently cleaned my seed from Lee's chin, cheeks and lips, I felt like I'd gone down the rabbit hole to a strange, new Wonderland. A Small Test Ch. 04 I opened my legs and relaxed, recovering from the orgasm Sarah gave me with her tireless tongue and persistent fingers. She caressed my face in her gentle hands, gazing at me, her soft ass perched on my tummy. I looked at my husband and he smiled. I felt sticky, sweaty, pleased. And yet, not satisfied. Beside us, Brian held his spent cock. Not since Michael and I first started dating had I made a man cum three times in one night, but three times Brian ejaculated in my hand, each time as my husband watched. In the silence Sarah sighed and hugged me. Her soft lips moved up my neck, over my chin, and across my freckled cheeks. My husband's cum disappeared inside her mouth. "Mmm," she quietly moaned. I kissed my new friend, tasting margarita, Michael's cum, and Brian's cock on her mouth. "You're so good," Sarah whispered. A slutty tingle caused goosebumps along my arms. "So....you knew all along?" Michael asked when Sarah finally pulled away. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. "I rarely check our profile," I explained, "but I was bored one day and logged on. That's when I found the messages between you and Sarah." "Lee sent me a really sweet email," Sarah chimed in, straddling my curvy hips. "She wanted your fantasy to come true but wasn't sure she could do it." Michael looked surprised that I'd discovered his plan and went along with it anyway. Clearly he'd underestimated my willingness for adventure! "Why didn't you tell me Lee knew?" Brian asked Sarah in disbelief. "It was easier for me if you guys thought I was in clueless," I told him. "I didn't want you guys to have expectations." "We figured Lee should have a few stiff drinks first... then see if she could stroke a few stiff cocks!" Sarah joked, rocking her hips and rubbing her sumptuous pussy against mine, creating a delicious friction. "I'm glad I married you," Michael sighed. He wrapped his arms around my head and kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I reached for his gooey cock as we kissed, knowing traces of his cum and Sarah's spit still clung to my lips. "I want you to be happy," I whispered. "Thank you, my love," Michael replied. "Next time just be up front about things!" I admonished. Michael shook his head in amazement at me and Sarah. "You two are very naughty!" he scolded. "Not as naughty as you!" Sarah laughed, shifting her red and white dress aside, giving everyone a better view of her pussy rubbing mine. "Really?" Michael said in mock surprise. "How so?" "Well, secretly setting your wife up to stroke a guy's dick is pretty naughty, isn't it, Lee?" Sarah asked. "Mmmm, very...." I agreed. The friction going on between my legs felt so good! I placed my hands - sticky with lube and Michael and Brian's cum - on Sarah's waist to guide her. "You know what else was naughty, Michael?" Sarah continued, caressing her tits as she pushed harder against me. My husband shook his head. "You wanted your wife to stroke that strange cock in public until cum spurted all over her hand...." Images of Brian's pulsing cock came to mind, and I moaned in agreement and satisfaction. "Then you came out here to show off your cock for me," Sarah accused, bearing down on my shaved mound, rocking her pelvis a little faster. "Just like a naughty boy." I rolled my hips and matched the tempo of Sarah's thrusts. The sight of her plush pussy squishing against mine was such a turn on, making my juices flow and mix with hers. Michael looked enthralled, while Brian sat against the side of the truck, grinning. Despite all that had transpired during the evening, I could hardly believe what was happening. For so long I'd dismissed my husband's suggestions of playing with another woman - and now here I was getting fucked by one in a truck! "Wasn't it naughty when Michael came inside my mouth, Lee?" Sarah whispered, reaching down to tweak my nipples. Distracted by the sensations between my legs, all I could muster was, "Mmmm." "It was so naughty when you stroked Brian's cock again....making him fill my mouth with all that cum...." Sarah recounted, fucking my pussy in rhythm to her words. I never planned to jerk Brian off a second time, but I hadn't touched another man's cock since I married Michael - and if he wanted me to jack Brian off into Sarah's slutty mouth I wasn't going to refuse. "So naughty to let me lick your delicious pussy, too," Sarah hissed, her breaths coming quicker. "He even considered letting you suck Brian's cock - didn't you, Michael?" Caught off guard, my husband nodded, confirming for me that he hadn't arranged this to fuck another woman, but to share me in sexual pleasure. "You're my goddess," Michael said. I hadn't truly understood him until that moment, and in that moment I nearly came. "That's right, Lee - he wants to see your lips around another guy's cock, sucking it, taking it deep...." From the corner of my eye I saw my husband's cock rise, gradually filling his cock ring. He watched us in a trance. "It's okay Michael," Sarah said soothingly. "Brian likes to watch me suck cocks, too...." The heat in my pussy suddenly flared and I groaned, arching my back to push more urgently into Sarah's cunt. She grunted passionately and tossed her raven black hair away from her flushed face. "Your naughty husband let you stroke that cock again and again," Sarah lustily recalled, as much for her own pleasure as mine. "He knew you liked it...." Sarah's dirty talk was hot, but the memory of Brian's uncut cock spurting in my hand was hotter. "Did you like it, darling?" Michael asked. "Did you enjoy touching his cock?" "I did...." I sighed, biting my lip and pulling on Sarah's hips. I may have done it for my husband at first, but playing with another man's cock made me so fucking wet! "Did you like stroking him?" my husband pressed. "Yes...." I confessed, lifting my ass for more contact with Sarah, aroused by Michael's questions, loving the way Sarah's pussy felt on my buzzing clit. I closed my eyes, remembering her dark eyes as I stroked her boyfriend, happily watching me fondle his hardening cock, pressing herself close to me as her boyfriend's rigid dick slid through my fist. "You liked making him cum," Michael spoke. "Yes...." I sighed, reaching out for one of Sarah's small round breasts. "Of course she did," Sarah laughed. "She loooves cock." And as she humped me, I longed for a stiff cock plunging into my mouth, another one plumbing my pussy, and a talented tongue teasing my clit. "I need to be fucked," I panted desperately. "Somebody fuck me....:" In a haze of passion I imagined myself on my knees, Brian's cock sliding over my tongue, his hands in my hair, filling my mouth, while Michael fucked me from behind and Sarah licked me from below. "Who should fuck you?" Brian wondered, rubbing the hot tip of his cock on my thigh. "All of us," Sarah breathed. "All of us...." God! To be worshipped! To make men hard with my touch until their cocks fill my hands; to be lusted after by women and pleasured with their lips; to taste each other and turn one another on. Stroking cocks, melting in the mouth of a sexy woman, feeling the ejaculating evidence of my power.... Sarah moaned, leaning forward with her hands on the floor until her breasts fell free of her dress and her breath teased my ear. "My boyfriend's cum is all over your beautiful tits, Lee...." My breasts were indeed speckled with Brian's cum, and as Sarah luxuriously slid her body against mine his cum lubricated the places where we touched. "Your husband adores you," Sarah whispered huskily. "He wants you to feel good...." "I know...." I replied, massaging Sarah's ass in my hands. "He wants to see you satisfied," she breathed, lifting higher and fucking me harder. The friction was exquisite, yet I needed more. "He fantasizes about you," Sarah sighed. "I fantasized about you...." I wiggled my hips, searching for complete connection. "I saw your pictures and touched myself," Sarah confessed, kissing my neck. "I wanted to fuck you....taste you...." In frustration I pushed Sarah back, then swung my right leg up and brought it down over her left thigh. I spread my legs as far as I could so she could cover my frothing pussy with hers. "Can Michael fuck you with me, Lee?" Sarah asked, holding onto my leg for leverage. "Yes!" I gasped. "Do you want to be fucked?" "Yes...." Sarah rode me in a frenzy, driving her sweet pussy into mine, and a red glow blossomed at the nexus of our colliding cunts. "We'll all fuck you," she promised. "We'll fuck you so hard...." I glanced up at my husband, stroking his long hard dick, sliding the cum up from his balls for lubrication. He was so hard I could almost feel him inside me, and I realized how much pleasure that man's cock had given me. Brian's hardness brushed against my ass, and I had to see him masturbating, too. "Jack off for me," I pleaded. "Show me your cock." Brian moved closer and wrapped his fingers around himself, growing larger with every stroke, and I smiled at the horny men beside me. "You like that?" Sarah inquired. "I do," I admitted, reaching out to feel Brian's balls in my hand. "Such a slut," Sarah scolded. My husband playfully pinched one of my nipples. "Can I fuck you with my strap-on, slut?" Sarah asked, the slippery sounds of our sex mingling with the noise of Michael and Brian jerking their cocks. "Mmmm...." I hummed, imagining her beneath me, her strap-on and my husband's cock plowing into my pussy while I swallowed Brian's meaty cock. "Should we fuck you, Lee?" Sarah breathlessly asked. "Fuck your succulent ass?" "Yes, please...." I groaned. "Will you suck that cock?" she hissed. "Suck it till he cums?" The electricity between my legs intensified and I held my breath. "Can you handle all that cock, Lee?" I kneeled at the edge, about to tumble, somewhere between where Sarah lunged into me and where all three of them eagerly fucked all my holes. "Can you, baby?" Sarah hissed. "Just fuck me!" I begged. "Slap me," she demanded. "Show me how to fuck a goddess." I brought my hand down upon Sarah's tender ass. "So good," Sarah whispered. "Slap my ass, baby...." I smacked my little slut again and again as she scissor fucked my pussy. "Don't stop...." I warned. "I won't," Sarah promised, arms around my leg. "Keep going...." "I will, Lee...." "Fuck me, Sarah!" "I'm fucking you, baby...." And suddenly it seemed that she was inside me, entering me, moving inside me. "Fuuuuuuuuuck!" I screamed, pulling her tight, convulsing and shaking, rendered helpless by the electric wave rushing from my spasming pussy. The glow in my pelvis exploded outward, and I was lost in a tumultuous ocean of ejaculating cocks and wet pussies, swimming in a humid pool of lust, deep in the hot juices of my lovers. "Oh god, yes!" Sarah panted. "Cum for me, cum for me...." I told her. Sarah froze, her mouth open, then she too lost herself to that ultimate release, shaking, her smooth pale pussy squirting girl cum all over mine. "Yes yes yes!" she cried, hugging my leg, her tits bouncing to the shockwaves of her orgasm, her hot cum cascading over my cunt and into the cleft of my ass. Soon our hips moved in unison, the urgency of our fuck gradually fading as we savored the warmth of each others bodies. I caressed Sarah's thighs with my fingertips. Her face was free of tension and a hint of a smile came to her lips. Sweaty tendrils of hair obscured her dark eyes as she regained her breath. "You're fun!" she abruptly announced, and I couldn't help but laugh. Shakily, she peeled herself away from me and fell against Brian with a giggle. The scent of our pussies, and several loads of cum, filled the air. Michael stroked his upright cock, beaming. "Wow," was all he could say. I looked around and noticed that Sarah's truck windows were fogged up. It seemed like there was no other world - except the one we'd created in her truck. A Small Test Spasms shook Brian's pelvis as my wife clasped her cum-covered fingers around the top of his quivering shaft with a vise-like grip, jerking and twisting his rigid organ to release several more spurts of cum from his pulsating cock. Sarah giggled with glee as my wife stroked a torrent of jizz from her lover's cock. It must've been a week since Brian had an orgasm: cum speckled his shirt, coated his cock and balls, and covered my wife's hand, fingers and wrist. Sarah cupped her hands at the base of Brian's balls to catch some of it. My wife helpfully tilted his cock forward and slide her thumb up and down the underside of his shaft, massaging little spurts of cum from Brian's throbbing cock directly into Sarah's palm. "I did that for you," my wife whispered to me as her fingertips caressed Brian's shaft. "Oh Brian, look at this mess," Sarah scolded, luxuriously sliding her spunk-coated hand over and around his cock and my wife's gooey hand. To my surprise, Sarah gently took my wife's hand off of Brian's deflating cock, brought it to her mouth, then tenderly licked the warm viscous juices from between my wife's fingers. "I love cum," Sarah said with a grin, sweetly sucking my wife's middle finger into her mouth. "Holy shit," Brian said in awe. Sarah fixed us with glittering eyes. "Why don't we go out to my SUV?" she suggested. "I think we have another cock here that's ready to go - or is it blow?" Before I knew it, my wife unzipped my black khakis and wrapped her other hand around my cock. "He's up for it," she said. It suddenly dawned on me then that things had gone further than I'd planned. Was it time to tell my wife everything?