12 comments/ 89902 views/ 5 favorites A Liberated Wife Gone Wild By: onwardbob Sitting perched on one of my buddy Phil's comfy barstools; I sipped a cold beer, and watched a ball game I didn't much care about. Only, I wasn't exactly alone. Off in the kitchen, I could hear our wives laughing and giggling. Phil and his wife Hanna had invited my wife Carla and me over for dinner. But Phil's in Real estate, and hoping to close a deal, he was still out showing a property. Hanna is a feisty blonde with a slim figure, and an absolutely smoking hot ass. On the other hand, Carla is a smoldering beauty with a dark Mediterranean look, a lush figure, and an absolutely gorgeous pair of round ripe 36-c tits. I met Phil and Hanna in college, and was best man at their wedding. Right from the get go, Hanna and I had teased back and forth; but, it was usually me doing the flirting. And it's not like I hoped, or expected to get anywhere, no way! In any case, Carla and I enjoy an open marriage; which for us anyway, means a frequently wild and always uninhibited sex life! But, at least to outward appearances anyway, Phil and Hanna enjoyed a much more traditional relationship! Well, that's what Phil and I thought! But then, what did we know? And never mind what we never even imagined! Coming up from behind me, Carla wrapped her arms around my neck. I forgot all about the game, when her nibbling seemed determined to turn my ear in to an appetizer. Her husky whisper told me that Phil had just called. He had an offer to write up and present, and was going to be another hour or so. And then, her voice full of sexy innuendo, she told me "You know Bob, I don't think Hanna's wearing anything under that dress! Remember when I pulled that little trick at our place? It nearly drove Phil nuts...and didn't you just love that! But really, can you see him coming up to you, and telling you that Hanna's bare ass naked under her dress?" "Hell no," I told her, quickly reminding her "But then, darling that night it was you who told Phil, not me!" I thought her chuckled "Oh well, just thought you'd want to know," sounded full of mischief! But, giving the swelling bulge in my shorts a playful squeeze she spun away, and headed for the kitchen. Of course, I couldn't get the image of Hanna's naked body out of my mind. But luckily, I needed another beer! Curious, and feeling an unexpected swell of erotic anticipation, with beer for an excuse, I headed for the kitchen. Hanna's arms were raised as she reached around to pull her apron over her head. Well, that had her short dress hiked up high enough to show off the tantalizing swell of the curvy bottoms of her ass's cheeks! I couldn't be sure, but there sure wasn't any sign of panties! She'd just tossed the apron on the counter, when my hands landed on the soft swell of her hips. Confirmation, no panties; so, with my lips nuzzling her ear, I teased "I'm shocked, shocked I tell you!" My hands already beginning to slide higher, I flicked the tip of my tongue along the line of her jaw, before asking "I approve; but, does Phil know?" Catching me totally off guard, Hanna pushed her ass back, saucily gyrating against the hard-on already burning against it. Giggling girlishly, she answered "No," asking "Why, are you thinking about telling on me?" Barely believing I was doing it; but unable to resist the suggestive way her ass churned, and the saucy purr in her challenging question, I went for it! Cupping obviously bare breasts in my hands, I flicked my thumbs over a rock hard pair of seriously jutting nipples! Leaning back against me, Hanna surprised me again, when she moaned an insistent sounding "Pinch them Bob!" Complying happily, her throaty growls of pleasure said she liked having her nipples pinched and rolled between my fingers. Oops, but then she batted my hands away. Spinning around to face me, I expected to hear her laugh, and say something like, enough of that buster! Instead, with what sure looked an awful lot like barely restrained desire flashing in her eyes, she stared down at the bulge tenting my shorts. Almost whispering, she said "Carla says you're bigger then Phil!" yeah, I thought; and there's only one way she could know that! And that would have been if Carla had spilled the beans about the spontaneous, and one time only, ménage a trois we'd enjoyed with Phil. One night, not long before their wedding, Carla and I had dropped by their apartment. Hanna was at work, and one thing had led to another. Phil's got a real thing for big tits, so I was busting his balls by occasionally grabbing Carla's bountiful beauties. And one of those times, she pushed my hands away, and stood up. Eyes fixed on Phil; Carla pulled her sweater off, exposing bare breasts. Laughing, she knelt, straddling and facing Phil. Hands on her hips, she arched her back, offering Phil her perfect tits. The only thing missing was the silver platter! Anyway, it didn't take long for Phil's mouth and fingers to have Carla whimpering in ecstasy. But Carla gets impatient when she's horny; which, of course, means she's damn near always impatient. So, hands already reaching for his pant's zipper, she slid off Phil, and on to the floor. Lickety-split, and Carla was going down on her first mouthful of uncircumcised cock! Batting his grabbing hands away, she took him; not letting him stop her rapidly bobbing head from pistoning soft lips up and down the hard length of his cock. Damn straight, Carla took him with that uncircumcised cock's head buried deep in her throat! Still licking cum off her lips, she stretched out on the carpet. Her eyes darting back and forth between us, she unzipped, unbuttoned, and then slowly slid her jeans off. Phil moved fast! So, instead of finding herself with a pussy full of my cock, it was him diving in tongue first. That tongue didn't waste any time ripping a pair of enthusiastically screamed orgasms loose. And then, with Carla screaming "Fuck me, fuck me, he grabbed her ankles. Whooping an encouraging "harder guy, yeah pound it to her," I watched Phil fuck my wife. With her legs spread wide above her head, he gave her exactly the sort of hard, balls to the wall fucking she likes! And then, making me proud, while Carla squealed her protests, my furiously pumping buddy pulled out, and unloaded a gusher of cum over her tits. That had been quite a night! Unrestrained and damn near nonstop, it reached its peak with a wild double penetration. Make that a double, double, because it was Both Carla's and Phil's first. Only, before I get too sidetracked, maybe I should get back to Hanna's tantalizing kitchen revelation. I was sure, Hell, no way would Phil have told Hanna that I sported a bigger cock then his! Still, I just couldn't picture Carla explaining to a wide eyed Hanna how she'd come to know it! But then, I couldn't have pictured what happened next either!! Hanna looked straight in to my eyes, licked her lips nervously, shrugged, and in one fluid move pulled her dress off over her head. Naked, except for a tiny triangle of blonde curls, she stood there looking more invitingly seductive then a buddy's wife had any business looking! I glanced over at Carla, but she was too busy eyeing Hanna's surprisingly spectacular curves to offer me any help. So, while I tried to get my mouth working, Hanna did an enticingly slow pirouette, deliberately flaunting an ass I'd so often admired. I got as far as "Aah fuck...oh Hell, wow, you're smoking hot...but Phil," before she mercifully cut me off! "Phil's not going to mind," she said, and then finished blowing my mind by adding "Really, he's going to absolutely love it!" My doubt must have been obvious, because she hurriedly explained "No really, for the past couple of months he's been bugging me, practically non stop to loosen up! Seriously, like out of nowhere Mr. Jealous, suddenly can't stop talking about watching me...well you know, doing it with another man! And if he ever catches me with another woman, he's going to have a heart attack for sure!" Well, I knew Phil, and that last part was a given! Still, I sputtered out a questioning "You're telling me, you'd like it if Phil walked in while you were, what, going down on me?" She was nodding enthusiastically, but I still had to ask "So, good old Phil's going to stand their gawking; watching, while I pump your mouth full of hard cock and hot cum...and, he's not going to go totally ballistic?" Not waiting for an answer, and because I just had to know, I asked "OK, and you like the idea of playing hot and nasty with another man while your husband watches...really?" With a giggled "Un-huh," Hanna slid to her knees, and reached for my shorts. Down slid my shorts, and up popped my cock. With a huskily growled "Yes," Hanna closed her lips around that rigidly jutting cock's head. Barely pausing, those lips plunged downward, swallowing inch after inch of hard cock. Her head bobbed back up, and she stopped, with its head still trapped in her mouth's fiery wet heat. Looking up at me, her eyes seemed to be telling me, not asking, surprised you, didn't I! Grinning down at her, I waited. But, when she didn't make a move, I reached out, tangling my fingers in soft blonde hair. Her eyes slid shut, and with one thrust of my hips I drove the head of my cock through her lips, and deep in to her mouth. Fucking her mouth almost casually, I watched my cock sliding slowly through Hanna's lips on its way in to her throat. But I was curious to see what my buddy's suddenly adventurous wife would do; so, I pulled out of her mouth, leaned back against the kitchen counter and waited! Amazing me with her skill, Hanna teased me with what sure felt like practiced ease! Soft flicks from the darting tip of her tongue swirled up and down my cock's full length, spinning around my balls, and racing back up to torture its throbbing head. Pursed lips slid softly over the slippery head of my cock, as she popped it in and out of her mouth's volcanic heat. The first time she touched me with her hands, she was holding my balls nestled in her mouth. And when she tired of pumping a rocketing fist up and down a slippery cock's hard length, she grabbed my ass with both hands. Letting my balls slip out of her mouth, she began rapidly pistoning her mouth up and down my cock's shaft., And when Hanna started letting it's fat head repeatedly pop out of her mouth, before slamming down, and driving it deep in to her throat, she practically drove me right up the fucking wall! She was still hard at it too, when a naked Carla dropped down behind her. It didn't surprise me that my wife was naked; after all, it was Carla! And of course, that meant she wanted more then just a closer look! Still, it did, sort of anyway, surprise me when Carla grabbed a handful of Hanna's blonde hair, and none too gently pulled her head back. Seeing that, I was half expecting it, when she leaned in and kissed Hanna full on the mouth. Despite the fact that I'd just enjoyed having a suddenly, and unexpectedly bold Hanna going down on me, it was still a shocker seeing her ardently return Carla's fiery kiss! It was after that long and obviously passionate kiss that Carla's husky purr reminded Hanna "What do you know, my little bitch likes sucking my husband's cock...told you so, didn't I!" Hearing that, my little bitch thing, did it; and I knew, un-huh, there was a story I needed to hear! But, I told myself it could wait! Sure, because I was busy listening to Carla's teasing snickers, and to her explaining "Too bad darling, but Phil isn't hear to watch...so...instead of getting a great big load of Bob's gooey cum splashed all over your face, well gosh, I guess you're going to have to swallow it!" What the fuck, I thought, I'm definitely missing something; first that little bitch thing, and now its darling! I was still trying to wrap my mind around it; when, with a rather forceful shove, Carla reinserted my cock in her darling little bitch's mouth. Well, poor tardy Phil didn't show up in time to watch his pretty wife bobbing her mouth up and down my cock, or to see her gulping as I pumped spurt after spurt of cum down her throat either. Too bad, I remember thinking; knowing that later I'd love busting his balls by describing it in all its glory. After all, what are buddies for? Still, I didn't figure I could adequately describe the dizzyingly erotic sight of my cum erupting cock driving in and out of Hanna's mouth , or of the gobs of cum that squirted out past her lips either. But I looked forward to trying, especially the part where Carla licked up the cum trickling in glistening white rivulets down his wife's chin. Unfortunately, I didn't get to tell him that his suddenly unpredictable and seemingly erotically uninhibited wife shared his penchant for gobbling pussy! Nope; because, damn it, he made it home in time to witness that first hand! Not surprisingly, Carla hadn't stopped after lapping up her tasty little treat. Anyway, she was still tongue dancing with Hanna, when I scurried off, seriously needing to drain the lizard! Heading back towards the kitchen I passed the den. And what do you know; I heard the unmistakable sounds of my wife in orgasmic distress! Only, it didn't turn out to be Phil kneeling between Carla's legs, his tongue busily whipping her clit! Instead, I discovered it was his unbelievable blonde wife ripping those screams of orgasmic ecstasy out of Carla's throat. Definitely posing, Carla was lying with her head on a throw pillow, hands under her head, one leg bend and cocked to the side, and the other one braced up on Hanna's shoulder. And Hanna; well, she was stretched out between Carla's legs. Her hands rested on Carla's sleek thighs, thumbs spreading her lover's labia wide. Staring in disbelief, I watched Hanna's tongue dart in a flicking blur over a distinctly, and darkly engorged clit. Moving closer, I watched Hanna's energetic tongue quickly tear a pair of loud, back arching orgasms out of my wife. When Carla tangled her hands in Hanna's hair, and ordered, and I do mean ordered, "More, fuck yes, more...do it bitch, eat me," I just had to get in on the action. Kneeling between Hanna's already wide spread legs, I bent and swirled the tip of my tongue up one silky inner thigh, flicked it over velvety soft labia, and on down the smooth taunt skin of her other thigh. I didn't hear Carla bitching, so I figured Hanna hadn't missed a lick as she'd squirmed her way up on to her knees. I covered her beautiful ass with wet kisses, intoxicated by the rich musky scent of her. Eager, I abandoned the slow sensuously seductive approach, and practically dove tongue first in to her vagina. Probing, my tongue swirled through a lava flow of her vagina's molten juices. Swept up in a frenzy of erotic pleasure, I tongue fucked my best friend's wife, loving the way her slippery wetness drenched my face! It wasn't until I felt her fingers spreading her self open that I sought out her clit. It was erect, a silky smooth nub demanding my flicking tongue's attention. I admit it; I get a perverse kick out of using the darting tip of my tongue, or the probing head of my cock to distract a woman doing her best to blast Carla in to orgasmic orbit. Of course, it's just as much fun vice versa! Right then though, Hanna's increasingly loud moans of pleasure were building; and the only thing on my mind was her swollen clit. Franticly gasping "More, more, do that," Hanna came, and came again! And then panting out gasped yeses, her wet fingers still holding herself spread wide open; Hanna soared, thundering in to a body shuddering climax. Not through, swept up in a surging tide of orgasmic pleasure, Hanna came again and again, in a building series of crashing waves of ecstasy! Breathless and gasping, Hanna collapsed in to Carla's waiting arms. But, right then, I didn't give a fuck who she was kissing; I just wanted to bury my cock in her pussy. Hooray for wifely instincts, because Carla scooted back and up on to the sofa. With an insistent "Come on darling," Carla spread her legs, and gently pushed Hanna's head down. And then cooing soothingly, she told her blonde headed lover "Hang on tight Darling, Bob's about to fill you're very pretty little pussy with eight very hard looking inches of cock!" After that, I enjoyed listening to her snickered "The nasty bastard managed to make you leave me hanging...so, lets see if you can eat pussy and enjoy a good hard fucking at the same time!" Not wanting to disappoint anyone, I grabbed Hanna's hips, using my thumbs to spread her pretty round ass's cheeks. The head of my cock was already pushing in to her, when I changed my mind! Instead of pausing, and then slamming fully in to her, I decided to pull back, letting that head pop out of her vagina's flaming orifice. Wanting her to feel every one of those eight inches sliding in to her, I caught a handful of Hanna's hair, and pulled her face away from the tantalizingly tempting distraction of Carla's pussy. And I didn't let go, until I'd slowly corkscrewed a handful of fully penetrating strokes in to the clenching depths of that incredibly wet and slippery vagina. And then, before Carla could pitch a bitch, I let go of Hanna's hair, politely pushing her head back down between Carla's inviting thighs. Settling back, with a firm hold on a double handful of very curvy ass, I got down to the serious business of jack hammering a flurry of powerfully driven thrusts in to my buddy's sexy blonde headed wife. Making it doubly sweet, I made a deliberate effort to slip fully out, relishing the joy of penetrating her over and over again! Well, Carla caught up with her missing orgasm, taking another one to make up for the inconvenience of being forced to wait. And somehow, I'd managed to avoid sending that inevitable explosion of cum blasting deep in to my breathlessly panting blonde playmate. Carla must have seen my indecision, because she chuckled an insistent "yeah, do it!" There I was, all set to drive in a final volley of fast hard thrusts, before executing a strategically planned withdrawal. Looking forward to cracking a couple of swats off Hanna's ass, hopefully before I decorated it with a shower of gleaming white cum, a bellowed "Oh fuck, this I do not believe," announced Phil's arrival. Carla's feet were up on Hanna's shoulders, her knees splayed wide, and holding tight to a double handful of blonde curls. Freeing one hand, she waved, and then blew Phil a kiss. I yanked my cock out of a blonde squealing "Hi honey, look at me," and managed to get one swat in before she scrambled to her feet. Of course she had to run over and throw her arms around the big galoot! Only, with her kissing him with frenzied abandon, it made it awfully hard to read his expression. With an exasperated moan, I rolled on to my back. Well, with a hunk of hard, dripping wet, and ready to go cock right there, Carla slid off the sofa, swung a leg over, and slammed an absolutely molten vagina down on it. Leaning down she brushed a hurried kiss against my lips, before whispering "Phil's going to go nuts watching her licking me off your cock! Oh God, and just wait until he sees it sliding in to her mouth!" Fuck that I thought; wait until he sees me thrust up and drive it in to her fucking throat. Beaming, Hanna led a shell shocked looking Phil in our direction. Carla scrambled out of the way, and Hanna slid to her knees between my legs. Awesome, so I had my wife kneeling on one side, and her husband on the other. Figuring Carla would be watching Phil, and would happily fill me in later, I watched Hanna use a slowly flicking tongue to carefully lick the taste of Carla off my cock. Well that had me ready to scream, and when she began popping the still glistening head of my cock in and out of her mouth, I damn near begged for mercy. Instead, hands in her hair, I held her in place, thrust my hips up, and let my buddy watch the full length of my cock slide deep in to his wife's throat. Carla was clapping enthusiastically, so I did it a few more times. But then, and just in time too, Hanna batted my hands away. A Liberated Wife Gone Wild Holding tight to a fistful of cock, Hanna stared questioningly over at her husband. Thankfully, he nodded! So, when an exceedingly excited Hanna popped up straddling me, she was babbling, telling Phil "Really, you missed it, Bob fucked my mouth! Fuck, he shot this Absolutely gigantic load of cum; practically straight in to my throat...fuck honey, I loved it too!" Sitting poised, with the head of my cock trying hard to nose its way past her vagina's tight opening, she gushed, telling hubby how she'd already made Carla "Scream her head off...really, bunches of times!" Maybe it was my pitiful whimpering; whatever, with a giggle, she lifted up, and then slammed down, impaling herself on eight inches of rigidly jutting, and ready to explode cock! It didn't go off, at least not while a grinning Phil gawked; watching his giggling wife take agonizingly slow trips up and down the length of a poor frustrated cock . Fucking fine, I told myself, the fools seen my cock, dripping with his wife's juices sliding in and out of her energetically pumping pussy! So sure, it's about, fuck its past time he got to watch her getting righteously fucked. Pulling Hanna down, I blistered her soft lips under a lip crushingly intense kiss; and then, I rolled her on to her back. I slapped a high five with my buddy, grabbed his sputtering wife's ankles, and pushed her legs back over her head. And then, just the way he'd fucked my wife on that long ago night, I fucked his. Hanna was gasping "Oh God, oh God," over and over, and every time she did, I drove in to her even harder. Carla was whooping "Do it, do it," which of course I was going to do anyway! Hanna must have been watching my face, because I heard her shrieked "yes, yes, do it, oh fuck yes, cum in me!" Feeling that sweet surge tear loose, and begin to rip through me, I fleetingly thought , sure hope Phil's getting what he hoped for, and bellowed "Oh fuck yes, now!" Sure, I'd enjoyed seeing Phil's look of spellbound wonder as he watched me pound in and out of Hanna. But, that was nothing compared to his wide eyed, jaw dropping look of disbelief, when I ripped my cock out of her, and buried her perky tits under an absolute deluge of cum! We did get around to dinner, and not much later either. After dinner, for dessert, of course, I let him watch me feed his wife a generous helping of thick hot cum. Not about to be left out, Carla whipped up a little dessert of her own. And while she did, I did my best to keep Hanna entertained! But, short of a blindfold, there wasn't anything that was going to stop her from watching her husband enthusiastically enjoying another man's wife. Honestly, when he bent Carla over, spanked her, and then took her ass with the ferocity of a maddened bull, Hanna went practically orgasmic! Not much later, and being a good sport, I deferred, letting Carla spank my buddy's wife! And then, while Phil whistled and hooted, I took his ankle grabbing wife's ass with unrestrained gusto! That night was just the beginning for Phil and Hanna. They didn't exactly become full blown swingers, well not right away anyway! In fact it was the almost unbelievable secret Carla had let slip that led to their next erotic adventure. Neither Phil nor I minded that our wife's had carried on a long torrid affair; well Ok, we minded that we hadn't been there to witness it! Still, for having kept it a secret that pair of rambunctious wife's ended up owing their husband's a sexual forfeit. Carla made good on hers one night in a parking lot. Phil, making a great call, decided a poker game would make the perfect setting for Hanna to make good on hers! It was Saturday night; and, the game was on! Usually once a month, a group of guys from my University days get together for a rousing game of low stakes poker. That night, the game was at my place. Five of my buddies showed up; but, only four of them showed up expecting another one of our typical, run of the mill Saturday night games. Who knew; but that Saturday night's game was destined to become legend! As promised, my buddy Phil showed up early, lugging a case of brew. Right away, I knew he had something more then poker on his mind! Why; because strolling in right behind him was his pretty wife Hanna, a small overnight bag slung over her shoulder! Suspecting something, I just wasn't sure what; I said "Hi," gave her a quick hug, and asked "What's up? If you're looking for Carla, she's already skedaddled! I think she's out cruising for trouble with Jackie!" "No," she replied, sighing dramatically, before adding "I'm here, because Phil's decided its time for me to pay off that dumb forfeit. Yeah, that big lunk wearing the shit eating grin, says I get to be your serving wench tonight!" And then Phil's formerly, and that's only up until a couple of weeks ago, straight laced wife said, with an unmistakable hint of mischief in her voice "Yeah, and yippee, I suppose I'll be serving lots more then beer and chips!" Still wearing that shit eating grin, Phil interrupted, to say "Un-huh, as if you aren't going to love all the attention! Now, run along and change!" Hanna flipped him the bird, but hey, she was grinning! An affectionate smack on her wig-wagging ass sent her on her way. I stopped to admire that marvelous piece of suggestively swaying ass, but caught up with Phil in the kitchen. While Phil shoe horned cans of beer in to the refrigerator, he told me "I'm not sure what Hanna's got in that bag; but, she swears no one's going to mistake her for a Nun! Man, I just wish I could see their faces when she opens the door!" Gads, I thought; and a couple of weeks ago, I'd have been surprised if he let her out of the house wearing shorts! In the den, Phil and I were setting up a big eight sided poker table, one we made in Adult Ed Woodshop a couple of years ago. Made out of Mahogany and Oak, it had built in chip racks, drink holders and ashtrays, and well, let's just say it was the thing to be under in the event of an earthquake. I looked up at Phil's barely audible "Oh fuck," and thought, oh fuck, oh fuck is right! Crossing the room, Hanna strutted, her smile full of mischief, and her eyes flashing with unmistakable sexual excitement. Stopping, she posed, a supremely confident sexual animal., the first thing that crossed my mind, after wow anyway, was that not only weren't the guy's going to believe their eyes, they weren't even going to recognize her!. Obviously enjoying his game, an evilly chuckling Phil went back to work. Me, damn straight, I stared! Like they were laser guided, my eyes burned over every tantalizingly seductive inch of that bit of blonde perfection. Hanna's blonde hair brought out the color in her subtly made up eyes, and her lips looked soft and seductively pouty under shimmery lip gloss. The clingy jade silk cami she wore, did more then just perfectly set off her pretty eyes. Provocatively clinging to every soft curve of perky breasts, it showed off not only a pair of prominently erect nipples, but every aroused bump decorating her areola. Below a bare midriff, tan and taut, she wore a matching pair of silk boy shorts. Those curve hugging shorts laced up in front, leaving no doubt at all that Hanna was a natural blonde! Below that enticingly scanty bit of lingerie, tan thighs tapered in to muscular calves, her shapely legs ending in simple black stiletto heeled pumps. Mercifully the doorbell rang, before I utter some inane, and undoubtedly inadequate bit of flattery! Chuck drew the honor of being first to receive a cheery "Hi, I'm going to be your serving wench tonight!" That was right before she gave him a lingering, lip scorching kiss. Shell shocked by that blonde bombshell, he just stood there gawking. Giggling, Hanna pointed at Chuck, flashed me a wink, and asked "Gosh is he going to be OK?" Before I could come up with the appropriate smart-ass answer though, she led the stunned looking guy off by the hand. Hanna had just handed Chuck a beer, when the doorbell rang again. She took off, greeting Steve and Mike with a bubbly "Hi there guy's, I'm going to be serving you tonight!" While Steve blushed furiously under her passionate embrace, Mike managed a loud wolf whistle, and an "Oh fuck me!" Forewarned, mike was ready, eagerly stepping in and wrapping his arms around Hanna. I checked, and Phil wasn't watching. Too bad, I thought, he would have liked the way his buddy latched on to his wife's tasty ass, and enthusiastically returned her kiss! By the time Steve and Mike were popping open cans of beer, Hanna was back at the door greeting the last of the night's participants, good old Dewey. Only Dewey, always a bit stodgy, shied away from Hanna's kiss. At least the fool let her take his hand, and lead him to the den. And with that, I declared "OK, everyone's here; so let's play poker!" We got started, and that's without Phil having told the guys why a scantily clad Hanna was playing waitress. He went right on ignoring their questioning looks, grinning as they surreptitiously eyed his virtually naked wife. Finally, after several hands, he pulled Hanna on to his lap, and calmly explained "Hey, relax guys, it's a poker game, and we're here to have fun! Hanna's here for your pleasure, and to serve, aren't you honey?" I figured the glint of mischief in the quick, amused glance she swept around the table, belied her meekly submissive nod. Tilting her face up, Hanna returned Phil's surprisingly ferocious kiss, giggling as he explained "But hey, I'm going to let Hanna tell you guys the rules, OK!" "Rules," she started, adding a haughty "What rules?" But then, that ballsy blonde with the impishly challenging grin, told us "Really guys, its simple, I'm not allowed to say no! Only gosh, Phil's turned in to a nasty old pervert, and wants to watch! But all that means is, big deal, the yes side of things has to happen right here!" Phil dismissed a flurry of questions with a wave, and a succinct "Whoa guys, just enjoy, and never mind why!" Meanwhile, Hanna made the rounds, sliding on to one lap after another, her kisses adding a clear explanation point to her bold declaration! From then on, every winner found Phil's wife snuggling in to his lap, adding a blatantly sexual kiss to his winnings. That would have been just fucking awesome; except, guess who never got one? Hoping a break might change my luck, I was just about to get up, when Phil stopped me, with a "Yo Bob!" I'd been expecting it, so I sat there listening, while he asked "hey, seeing as how Hanna wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Carla, how about you fill the guys in?" Cornered, I salvaged a partial victory, with my "Asshole, sure, only all I'm going to tell about is Carla's forfeit! Besides, Hanna's side of the story's going to sound a lot more interesting coming from her!" Well the nasty fucker agreed with me! So, while I wondered why Hanna wasn't already naked, I played cards, and told my buddies a little story. Leaving Hanna to fill in the details, I started by telling my buddies" OK, this all got started when Carla let something slip. It even blew my mind, but guess what? Well, apparently, for the past year or so, every time us guys got together to play poker, Carla and Hanna hooked up for some wild girl on girl sex. Later, Hanna can tell you all about that. So anyway, and only because she kept it a secret, Carla offered me a forfeit"! I shut up when Mike won a hand, mostly because something in his wolfish grin said that things were going to heat up. Sure enough, I watched Mike ravish Hanna's mouth, and I watched his hands slide up under her jade green cami too. That sizzling kiss ended, and Hanna yanked that top off over her head, and sent it flying. That left me hoping the guys could listen and gawk at the same time; because, it sure looked like Mike was trying to dial in Mars using Hanna's nipples! So, I told Dewey to deal, and then ordered "now pay attention, don't make me repeat myself," and got on with my erotic tale. I began, "One night I told Carla we were going out, and that I wanted her to dress real slutty. We were in the car, when I told her where we were going and why. You guys know GOODIES that bar over by the University, right? Well, we walked in, Carla wearing a leather skirt so short that if she moved the wrong way, anyone paying attention would know her pussy was just as bare as her ass! And, her fucking blouse might just as well have been transparent! Anyway, by then, I'd already told her that I wanted her to pick out some lucky dude, and invite him out to the parking lot for a blow-job. OK, so maybe its two shots of Tequila later, and Carla was off slow dancing with this monster sized guy! So, I sat there watching them swapping tongue, while he looked for her missing panties. The asshole actually flipped her skirt up, and made damn sure his buddies got a good look too! And then, she dragged him over, introduced us, and after a round of shots, we headed for the parking lot!" It was my deal, but when I noticed Hanna sitting at the bar, I passed. I waved her over, pulled her on to my lap, and told her to play my cards while I went on with my story. So, while she played poker, I played with her very pretty, and I just happened to know size 34-B size tits. With the lightest of touches, I stroked her crinkling areola, her hard pointy nipples, and that deliciously soft, silky smooth ultra sensitive skin hiding out on the underside of her delightfully perky tits. But I lost that hand too, and figured it was about time to take a break. But first, I wanted to get my story to a point where, if not precisely a cliff-hanger, at least the guys would want to hear more! Hurriedly, I explained "Seriously guys, It was a non stop grope fest the whole way too! Fuck, by the time we made it to the car, I was surprised Carla wasn't already naked! Yeah, well, it didn't take her long to remedy that! Anyway, the car was parked next to a building, and I wandered over to lean against it. Well, by the time I turned around, Carla was already squatting, and pulling a porn star size cock out of that guy's pants. She swooped in, and swallowed that monster whole! The surprising thing was, that when she let it slide back out of her throat; fuck, I mean,, the guy hadn't even cum yet! Whatever, I guess that was a good thing; because, she got up, walked over, and gave me a kiss. Fine, but then she strutted right back over to her waiting stud...yeah, and his big fat cock! Right there in front of him, she stripped out of that skirt and blouse, and tossed them on the hood of the car. So there's Carla, bare ass naked, practically in the middle of a parking lot, and she's blowing some guy who probably can't even remember her name, fucking awesome!" Figuring that was a pretty good place to stop, I pushed away from the table. Ordering "Beer wench," I wandered over to lean against the bar. Returning, Hanna dutifully handed me a beer, and I ordered "not a word now," and pushed that icy can against one pretty pink nipple. Her mouth opened in a big O, but she remained silent, even when I treated her other nipple to the same icy treatment. And then, while she giggled, I used a slowly flicking tongue to thaw out that twosome of half frozen treats. Meanwhile, Dewey won another hand; so, a giggling Hanna scurried off. That left me watching an uncomfortable looking Dewey, grudgingly return Hanna's offered kiss. Disappointed, I was still shaking my head, when Chuck stopped by on his way back from a bathroom break. My perpetually skeptical buddy asked me straight out "Hey, Hanna isn't really going to put out, I mean, come on?" Warily eyeing my beer, her timing perfect, up walked the lady in question. Knowing actions speak louder then words, I figured I'd arrange a pleasant little demonstration for Chuck. So, I sat my beer down, and pulled Hanna in to my arms. A kiss she returned with a fiery intensity that screamed, take me, ended with a handful of her hair curled in my fist. While Chuck stared goggle eyed, I gently pulled her head back, and asked "You're a horny little bitch aren't you?" I got the expected nod, and asked "OK, and Phil loves watching you playing the sex crazed slut doesn't he?" Another nod and I ordered "Well then, go on, show Chuck you mean it!" Without a word, Hanna dropped to her knees. Looking up, and straight in to Chuck's eyes, she unbuckled, unzipped, and then, she pulled down his pants . Putting on a deliberately erotic show, Hanna began with sensuous looking flicking licks that ran up and down the length of Chuck's cock. Having enjoyed her teasing ways, and knowing what to expect, I waited until the blonde headed showoff slurped Chuck's balls in to her mouth. That's when I bent, caught her hands, pulled them around behind her back, and purred in to her ear "Now you little prick tease, get him off, and just as fast as you can too!" Well, lickety-split, the head of Chuck's cock replaced his balls; and then, wham-o, she drove it deep in to her throat. Like a pumping machine, she pistoned her lips up and down that cock's wetly glistening length in a steadily increasing tempo. Well she did, right up until Chuck reached for her head anyway! And then, with his hands tangled in her hair, she bobbed her head, popping his cock's head in and out of her mouth. I liked it, but I didn't need to hear his groaned "Oh fuck yes," to know my buddy was getting his rocks off. Oh Hell no; because, Hanna went right on popping her lips on and off that cock's cum erupting head. It was almost like watching some cock hungry porn girl instead of my best friend's wife. And just like in a porno, I watched as much cum squirt back out of Hanna's mouth as she managed to gulp down. Not to worry, with five guys cheering her on, only five, because Chuck was sort of distracted, Hanna's flicking tongue carefully licked every drop of cum off his cock. And then, just like a pussycat, her flicking tongue darted, stretching out to clean her face. Surprising the hell out of me, because he can be a real prig, Chuck helped Hanna to her feet; and oh my god, he kissed her, really kissed her! Back at the table, I finally won a hand, collected my kiss, and decided to give Hanna's prominently erect nipples a bit of specialized attention. While Phil dealt another hand, I ordered his squirming wife to hold still, and went right on pinching her nipples in a vice like grip. She played my hand, well, she held up my cards anyway, bouncing in my lap, as she quietly muttered "Oh God," over and over!! Phil was pulling in his winning pot, when I released Hanna's tortured nipples. And as the blood surged back in to them, well forget quiet; because, she positively shrieked "Oh fuck...Bob, you're such a bastard!" Making the rounds, Hanna kissed everyone, even a blushing Dewey! Finally settling on Phil's lap, her husband kissed her like a man in love! So OK, maybe it was more like a man with a raging hard-on! But then, chuckling nastily, he murmured what turned out to be instructions in to his softly giggling wife's ear. It seemed obvious something was up, when a mischief eyed Hanna got up and walked over to the bar. Kicking off her pumps, she poured herself a shot of vodka, pounded it, and slammed down a second one. And then, with a radiant, but impishly grinning Hanna practically swaggering back to the table, Phil got up and headed for the bar. I spotted him handing her the deck of cards as they passed; and knew, oh yeah, something was definitely up alright! Without pausing, Hanna used Phil's vacated chair, gracefully stepping up on to the table. Bare feet planted on green felt, Hanna slowly turned, giving each of us a nice long look at a stunningly erotic sight! With her back to Phil's vacated spot, she licked her lips suggestively, planted a fist on a cocked hip, and told us "OK boys, it's like this...high card gets to remove my pretty green panties! And then...we'll play for something a little bit more interesting, OK?" A Liberated Wife Gone Wild Cards rained down, while Hanna giggled, and five guys crossed their fingers. With Phil watching, Hell yes, I'd have loved being the one who slid Hanna's panties off, leaving her naked in front of a gaggle of his staring buddies! But alas, it wasn't to be; because, Steve won the honor, catching the King of Diamonds. Amidst a chorus of catcalls, hoots, and a flurry of derisive gibes, Steve stood up, grinning sheepishly as he appraised his prize. He reached for the laces of her silk boy shorts, but Hanna stopped him with a giggled "No silly...just slide them down!" And damn, if the lady's breath wasn't coming fast! Slowly, over one curvy hip, and then the other, eyes aglow with erotic anticipation, Steve slid them down Hanna's legs. Mike groaned theatrically, huskily growling "Oh man, there's nothing there but pussy!" he was right too; because, there was only a tiny triangle of blonde curls above all that pretty pink! One foot at a time, Hanna stepped out of the panties puddled around her feet. With a girlish giggle, she gave them a well aimed kick, bouncing them off Steve's grinning face. Breasts subtly heaving, obvious excitement flaming in a wide eyed amused grin, Hanna stood there, legs spread, fists planted defiantly on her hips! Only, one of those fists still held that deck of cards! Moving around the table, Hanna stopped in front of each of five eagerly hopeful guys. Posing with a foot up on his shoulder, leg provocatively canted for maximum exposure, Hanna mischievously cooed "Good luck, but no peeking," as she handed each of us a card facedown. Before she retreated to stand in front of her husband's vacated seat, their was a lot of peeking; but, it sure wasn't at those cards! Hands held demurely behind her back, her suddenly shy look didn't match her throatily purred "OK gentleman, one at a time, flip them over...high card gets me...anyway he wants me!" It definitely wasn't my day with cards; because Mike's Jack of Spades beat my Jack of Hearts in to submission. So, the lucky fucker sat there with a vivacious, utterly uninhibited blonde beauty sitting in his lap, while she suggestively purred "Come on Mike, what's your pleasure stud?" Maybe it was wishful thinking, but I figured Mike would bend her over, order her to grab her ankles, and take her in a blatantly explicit, and brazenly erotic way. And knowing Mike, I figured he'd be grinning at Phil while he did it too! Instead, my buddy opted for a taste of pussy. But he made sure everyone knew he intended it as an appetizer, when he asked "Hey, I'll still be able to, ah...well you know, fuck you, right?" Hanna was up and pulling him along, before she informed the lucky asshole "Sure Mike, only you're gonna have to make me cum first!" Challenge issued, she stretched out on a nearby love seat, her pretty ass pillowed on its arm. Phil sat back down, but Chuck wandered over for a closer look see. So, while Hanna moaned, softly growling pleas for "More," and "Yes, like that," the rest of us played poker. Winning a hand, Steve groused "Guess I'm not going to get a kiss!" But then, declaring "Fuck that," he got up and went over to where his best friend already had Hanna whimpering in the throes of ecstasy. After taking a long look, he bent and collected his kiss. Chuck wandered back with Steve, sounding disappointed, telling us "She already climaxed once, but that asshole told her she has to do it again!" We played another hand, sneaking peeks, but pretending to ignore Hanna's impassioned squeals! It seemed to take forever, but finally Mike hollered "Yo Phil, what do you want me to do with her?" Hanna gave the idiot his answer, emphatically insisting "Dummy, you just better get busy and fuck me!" But Phil had his say too, telling Mike "Damn straight fuck her already!" But then, pushing away from the table, he added a taunting "Yo, but maybe you could come up with an interesting finish, huh?" With a pretty good idea of what Mike might consider an interesting finish, I watched him settle Hanna's legs over his shoulders, grab a double handful of ass, and begin driving hard thrusts in to her. Figuring no one was going to put up with it, but thinking what the Hell, I picked up the thread of Carla's forfeit. While Mike's thick, but stubby cock repeatedly drove deep in to Hanna's vagina, I told the guys "Hey, you know that guy with the monster sized cock, well, he had a buddy! Yeah, and the little twit had followed him out to the parking lot!" But hey, that's as far as I got before a chorus of "Save it's," and Shut the fuck up's," stopped me. What, and just so they could go on watching their buddy lustily banging a lustily squealing blonde? Why not; with Hanna's legs draped over his shoulders, Mike was certainly putting on an entertaining performance, energetically, and damn enthusiastically pounding his fireplug of a cock in and out of his friend's wife. Having already rode mike's tongue through a pair of sweet sounding orgasms, Hanna egged him on, brazenly playing the horny little slut, as she screamed "More Mike, more...yes hard, come on lover fuck me hard...Oh God yes, I love it hard, that's it yes!" By then though, Phil had wandered over for a closer look. Reminding Mike that he'd promised him a, special finish, Phil called out "That's hot buddy, but she means it when she says hard! And hey, we're all waiting for your big finale...so move it already!" Looking up at Phil, Mike let go of Hanna's ass, grabbed her ankles, lifting and pushing her legs back above her head. With her spread wide open, and utterly exposed, He slammed a flurry of wickedly hard thrusts in to her! Even Hanna had to know what was coming, but she didn't start squealing until it was way, way too late! Mike, grunting "Now, fuck yes, now," ripped his cock out of her vagina, launching a solid stream of cum that splashed across a pair of perky tits and a flat tan belly. A second, and then a third gushing spurt blasted loose, drenching Hanna in cum, while she laughed, and covered her face with her hands! In a move that surprised me, Phil pulled Hanna's hands away, swiped up a big finger full of the stuff, and popped it in to her mouth. Well that bold move earned the son of a bitch a chorus of hoots and whistles! After Hanna scurried off for repairs, Phil and Mike grabbed beers, and joined the rest of us at the table. I noticed Phil scoop up his wife's discarded panties along the way, and I figured I knew why too! But with Hanna temporarily out of action, we were forced to actually play poker. Fine, I figured it gave me a chance to tell a bit more of my interrupted story! "Pay attention," I started, telling them "OK, so Carla was out in the parking lot. She had that asshole with the porn star sized cock pushed up against the car. There she was bare ass naked, and working over that guy's porn star sized cock, when what do you know one of his buddies showed up! Figuring something was up, the little twit had followed us out to the parking lot. He introduced himself, told me his name was jimmy, and that he was Derrick's buddy. Derrick was the guy getting his cock sucked! So Jimmy's standing there staring, and muttering about how he can't believe Carla's actually deep-throating his buddy; because, gosh, he's sporting a ten inch cock! Well Jimmy didn't say anything about it being a fucking fat ten inches of cock! But hey, Carla had said she wanted to find herself a big one!, It was really pretty funny; I mean, there's Carla pistoning away, driving that guy's cock in to her throat with every stroke, and Jimmy's nodding his head in time with her, and muttering Damn over and over! Hung or not, it sure didn't take Carla long to get that guy off! And she did it without using her hands too, just that wicked, wicked mouth of hers. But, like I said the guy was big alright, and I guess he must have cum in buckets too! Anyway, Carla couldn't swallow it fast enough, and the fucking stuff was squirting back out of her mouth. Fuck it was great; I busted a gut watching her get it smeared all over her face! Well, I guess the big guy had spotted his buddy, anyway, he did this stupid fist pump, and said something to Carla I didn't catch. Whatever, she walked over, actually tried to kiss me, and told me straight out that after she blew Jimmy, that she was going to fuck the guy she'd just finished blowing! Yeah, go Carla! It was fucking perfect; Carla was squatting with Jimmy's cock half way down her throat, and he starts bellowing about how he's gonna cum! Fuck, I mean, like alert the media! Only, Carla must have figured she swallowed all he had, because she came up for air. Nope, because right away he started yelling about how he wasn't done! So, she grabbed a fistful of cock, and started pumping. Awesome, so I got to watch him blow a big fat load all over her tits!" Well I shut up then, because Hanna was back, listening, but looking sort of anxious! Moving around to stand next to Phil, Hanna pulled her panties out of his hand. Impatience written all over her pretty face, she planted a hand on a thrust out hip, and took over my story. Giggling she told the guys "Yeah, yeah, so that big guy with the beautiful cock, totally ignores the fact that Carla was dripping cum, grabbed her ass, and picked her up. Oh my god, and then he slammed, actually slammed her down on that giant thing! Carla told me she managed to get her legs around him, held on for dear life, and got herself, just absolutely fucked! Big deal, so who hasn't been fucked senseless by a guy with a ten inch cock, out in the middle of a parking lot?" What I figured was, no one in the room; but, I would have bet Hanna wanted to give it a try! Tossing her panties on the table, Hanna rolled on, saying "really, let's play poker!! Snickering with amused pleasure, she challenged,"really now, I'm here, and Carla isn't...so...lets see who gets me next, OK?" That honor went to the normally quiet Steve, the guy who'd already gotten to strip off Hanna's panties! Not surprisingly, Steve opted to start things off by sampling Hanna's oral talents, a wise decision in my book! Using only her tongue, she teased and tormented Steve until she had the poor guy squirming. She made him groan, when she attacked the under side of his cock's head with the darting tip of her wickedly flicking tongue. Leaning back, she grinned up at Steve, licked her lips, swooped in, and buckled his knees! Pussy, I thought; it's not the first time you've found the head of your dick buried deep in some pretty girl's throat! But it was probably the first time he'd had an inhibition lacking blonde pumping her mouth up and down his cock, repeatedly driving its head deep in to her throat. Steve grabbed for her head; and I thought, oh boy! I figured Phil would love another chance to watch some guy fuck his wife's mouth; especially, if the guy ended up filling it with a big hot load of cum! Too bad, because all Steve wanted was to stop Hanna's wildly pistoning mouth; that's before, it cost him a chance to fuck her! But what Steve wanted was Hanna on her hands and knees, with him wheeling and dealing from behind. He got what he wanted, and then some! Poor Steve, the lucky guy was staring fixedly down at Hanna's spectacular ass, probably aware only of the slippery tunnel of molten wetness he was franticly slamming his cock in and out of. Naturally, that's precisely when his good buddy mike went and distracted him, by hollering "Hey Steve, she doesn't start screaming until you start fucking her hard!" Well Steve looked up, but he was still pumping madly away. His cock slipped out of Hanna's vagina; and of course, his forceful follow through drove it right up her ass. I've done that, on accident of course, and more then once, come to think of it! It's quite a shock; still, quite a pleasant one! My favorite part though, has always been hearing the poor girl's startled squeal. Hanna squealed alright, but when a stunned Steve didn't pull his marauding cock out of her ass, she, well when she stopped giggling anyway, ordered "Oh fuck it, you're already there...so, go for it! Come on Steve, do it, take my ass!" The fortunate bastard did just that; only, he didn't last very long! But, that was probably because a giggling Hanna's asshole was convulsing around the poor guy's invading cock. Hanna hurried her cum loaded ass out of sight, but not before Steve collected one of her cock energizing kisses. I figured it was a good bet that just then anyway, his was the only cock in the room in need of energizing! Poor Steve he looked awfully embarrassed! Mike's high five, and "Awesome, you took her ass; and oh fuck, she loved it," didn't help any! Blushing, but grinning, Steve ambled off, I figured, heading for a bathroom. Dewey stood up and announced that he was calling it a night. I was suspicious of his motives, but I listened to Phil talk him in to sticking around until Hanna returned. That was Dewey's mistake, not that I considered it one! Later, Dewey would undoubtedly have agreed! I'd been expecting Dewey to bail, ever since Hanna had proved that not only wouldn't she say no, but she was only to happy to instigate a bit of hot and nasty sex. Anyway, Dewey was standing at the bar, when Hanna strutted up to him, purring an insistent "you're not leaving without kissing me, no way buster!" Score one for the blonde! By the time Hanna broke that kiss, she'd maneuvered Dewey on to one of the barstools, had his zipper pulled down, and was burrowing for trouser trout. Ignoring Dewey's feeble protests, and certainly not about to take no for an answer, Hanna put on a definitely theatrical pout. "Come on Dewey, its just a blow-job," she cooed, already beginning to slowly pump a fist up and down a cock that sure didn't seem inclined to say no! Her target still reluctant, Hanna played her wild card, telling Dewey "Don't be mean! Really, I just might cry if you don't let me blow you!" But then, she cheated, didn't wait for an answer, simply leaned in and transferred that fistful of cock to her mouth. The view from the poker table was terrific, we could clearly see Hanna working magic on Dewey's cock, making it disappear, and then reappear, over and over again. Even better, with Hanna standing bent at the waist, her long legs spread wide; her very pretty pussy was spectacularly exposed! Apparently it called out hypnotically to Chuck; anyway, like he was laser guided he headed straight for it. A man on a mission, he didn't bother dropping his pants; nope, he simply unzipped, and whipped it out! Focused on her oral performance, Hanna never missed a beat as Chuck's hands clamped down on her hips. And when, with one thrust of his bony hips, Chuck drove his cock deep in to Hanna , her lips were fastened around the head of Dewey's cock. That was a good thing; because, that thrust left those lips wrapped around that cock's base! Being a smartass, I called, loud enough for Chuck to hear "Three to one, says Dewey outlasts Chuck!" it got me flipped-off, but who cared! It was lucky for me no one took that frivolous bet! As expected, even while getting fucked hard, Hanna didn't waste any time, easily, and quickly getting Dewey off. Only, and totally surprising me, Dewey had grabbed her head, holding it pushed down as he blew his load straight in to her throat. Even more surprising though, was seeing him holding her, stroking her hair affectionately, while Chuck went right on hammering in one hard deeply penetrating thrust after another! It was pretty obvious the only thing on chuck's mind was getting off! At least, that would explain why he was slamming a very hard, and very wet looking cock in and out of Phil's wife just as fast and as hard as he could! So, and not long after she'd swallowed a load of his buddy's cum, with a bellowed "Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes," Chuck blasted his hot load deep in to her vagina! Naked, and with a trail of cum already snaking down her thigh, Hanna led Dewey to the door. Returning, she dropped off a round of beers, and asked with a taunting snicker adding emphasis "Will their be anything else...gentlemen?" Chuck suggested "Something to eat wouldn't be a bad idea!" Seeing the look of disbelief on both Steve and Mikes face, and probably my shake of the head, he quickly amended "not pussy assholes, I meant pizza!" So, after a brief discussion, Hanna ran off to order us a deluxe, that's the works, extra large pizza. Returning, I was instantly suspicious, when she stopped to whisper in her husband's ear! When Phil stopped laughing, he pulled Hanna on to his lap, kissed her thoroughly, and asked "OK, show of hands...who thinks Hanna should greet our pizza delivery boy au naturel...and of course, that vote was a landslide, five to one; and that lone dissenting vote hadn't put up much of a fight. Actually, it looked to me like the blonde headed Trollop was looking forward to another round of, watch me play the horny little slut! Hanna got lucky, because the even luckier guy delivering that pizza was a fairly good looking young guy. I watched him follow a naked Hanna in to the den, his eyes glued to her saucily swinging ass. We were lucky he didn't trip, and drop our pizza, really! Anyway, by the time Phil paid the guy, Hanna was on her knees, an amused look of anticipation on her pretty face. That poor befuddled guy's eyes bounced back and forth between Phil and Hanna, lingering a lot longer on the kneeling blonde! I expected Hanna to make the offer, but it was Phil who said "The pretty blonde there on her knees has been entertaining us all night! And, I'm sure she'd love giving you a tip...you know, if you're up for it?" He was definitely up for it, the question was would he go for it! He looked down at Hanna. Grinning, Hanna nodded, and beckoned him over with a, come and get it gesture. One more time that night, down slid a zipper, out slid a hard cock, and down slid Hanna's lips. Unfortunately not long after that guy's cock slid in to Hanna's mouth, his cum was sliding down her throat! With him tucked away, Hanna led that furiously blushing pizza delivery guy off by the hand. I figured, now that's a guy with a story to tell! And then, we boys ate pizza, drank beer, and listened to the story of Hanna's seduction at the hands of my erotically inspired wife! Chuck got things started by asking Hanna to tell us about the first time her and Carla had hooked up. Poor Hanna, I thought that was the first and only time all night that she'd looked like she wanted to say no! But she came over, dropped on to Phil's lap, and while we munched pizza, played cards, and drank beer, she told us the story of her seduction. "Well let's see," she started, explaining "I guess it got started at parties, when we girls would stand around telling stories, and mostly lying about our love lives. And of course, Carla love telling outrageous stories about the wicked things her and Bob were always getting up too! And well, she had this way of looking at me whenever she talked about doing it with another girl, and I guess, I liked it! So, one time when you guy's were going to be playing poker, I called her, and asked her if she wanted to go out for drinks. And, well I suppose she'd noticed my interest in those girl on girl stories, and my subtle flirting probably hadn't been so subtle, whatever! So, over drinks she asked me if I'd ever thought about doing it with a woman. Oh God, and back then all I'd ever done was kiss a girl once, and that had been on a dare! But, she kept teasing and flirting, and yeah, I knew I was playing with fire! Whatever, I flirted right back anyway! Nothing happened that night, she didn't even try to kiss me! It was after that, that we started getting together whenever you guy's played poker. Only the next time nothing happened either; and that's even after I thought I'd made it clear that I was , well you know, interested! I was so fucking scared, and afraid I wouldn't have the nerve to actually follow through...yeah right, as if she'd have let me get away with that! So anyway, that's when I started working the night shift at Hospital. And well, we started meeting at the gym in the afternoons. Yeah, yeah right that meant we showered together. And OK, I admit it, I liked being naked in front of her! And oh God, I loved the way she looked at me! Fuck it, and by then I was way past curious!