3 comments/ 89295 views/ 25 favorites A Wife's Adventures Ch. 01 By: opuswon Chapter 1: A Wife Gets Paid in Vegas We watched them chatting at the bar. The blonde leaned over, ostensibly to help her male companion hear her better above the noise. She had magnificent, full breasts and the net effect of her shift in posture was a substantially enhanced view down her blouse. He clearly appreciated the gesture. "Man, how obvious can you get," I whispered with a mix of shock and fascination. "Oh she's just advertising my dear," Anna said with a laugh. "Most women use them when they need to. Tits are power baby. Ya know, I've never gotten so much attention since my little....ah.... procedure. I'm telling you, guys can't get their eyes off them. I never seem to have a conversation with a guy eye-to-eye anymore..." "Hey, I look into your eyes at least half the time when we're talking," I said as I snuggled closer to her and gave her neck a kiss. "Well you should be lookin' at them all the time. You paid for them after all," she said with a smile. While we were talking, we watched the blonde again move in close to her prospective customer. It was an amazing thing to watch: the flip of the hair, the practiced laugh, the light touch on his arm. This lady knew what she was doing. Anna's fascination seemed to match my own as we watched the drama unfold. I caught an occasional glimpse of my wife out of the corner of my eye and thought to myself, "Man, you are so lucky to have married such a sexy, open woman." Then the blonde began whispering in his ear. It looked like things were moving into the negotiation phase. All at once, the guy gently smacked the bar with his open hand and said, "well ok then." They collected themselves and headed for the hotel elevator. We were in the largest, glitziest casino in Las Vegas The scene was literally one of the greatest shows on earth. People of all shapes, sizes, and styles coming together for one reason: money. More cash changes hands daily in this casino than in many developing countries in a month, or in some cases a year. And of course, women here ply the world's "oldest profession" with a brazenness that can be amusing for sure, and sometimes a bit shocking. In any event, there we were happily sipping our drinks and checking out the scene. "I can't believe she picked him up just like that! Are guys really this easy, or is she just that hot?" my wife asked me, looking astonished. "I mean, he just went up to the bar to get a drink, and in a few minutes she convinced him to pay her for sex. That's unbelievable!" I was a bit taken back by her strong reaction. "What's really so unbelievable about it?" I asked. "She's hot and guys are horny. I don't see the mystery. Didn't seem like it took that much convincing to me." "No, I get that part. It's just that I can't imagine what it must feel like to have a guy want me so badly that he's willing to pay me. In a weird way, it's almost like the ultimate compliment. Sorta like: You are so hot I will pay to fuck you. What could be a more powerful endorsement for a girl than that?" "You know," I said with a smile, "you are just as hot as that woman we were watching, maybe hotter. Do you ever fantasize about being able to do what she just did?" A look I had never seen before crept across my wife's face, a mix of coy excitement, surprise and embarrassment. It was only there for a second then it was gone. She paused, thought a moment and said, "Well sure.......I'd think that most women have that fantasy at some level, if they are really being honest. It's just sort of, I don't know.....strange to say it out loud. Part of me would love to try it just once, just to see what it would be like.......," her voice trailed off and was drown out by the slot machines endless whine. "What is it? Why did you stop there?" I said. I saw that look again. She shifted slowly in her chair. "You know how you and I've said that reality always ruins a perfectly good fantasy. You have sex in your head and its all just right: hot people, perfect mood, no emotional complications, you know, everything goes just how you want it to and you're in total control of everything. So I know that it is probably naïve to think that acting out a fantasy could ever be as great as I would hope, but there's this part of me that wishes that I could give it a try. It just makes me nervous to even say this to you, that's all." She looked uncomfortable, like she had just said something to me that she had been thinking about for a while but never had the nerve to say out loud. Now that she had finally confessed, I could see that she needed me to let her know quickly how I felt about it. I paused for a moment, trying to think about how to make sense of my own complicated feelings. I felt like she was asking me permission to explore a forbidden side of herself and I was not sure that either one of us could handle it. Then again, our more than 10 year relationship was based on the idea that you support one another. Period. Even if that support might lead to things that challenged our relationship. "I don't know," I started, "The devil's in the details. There are certain sexual things you that you could do and I think that I would be completely fine, but others that I am sure that I would have a harder time with. The problem is that you can't really know in advance how you are going to feel about something like this, and that's where the risk is. I'm really glad that you're telling me this, and I have my own version of the same fantasy. You are so sexy to me that the idea of another guy digging you is a complete turn on. What do you have in mind?" A large smile spread across her face. Clearly, she had some thoughts about trying something adventurous and by now I was so intrigued, and so turned on, that I knew a decision had been made, a line had been crossed. She began telling me what she wanted to try. While she was talking, my perception of her literally transformed. Here was my conventional, loving wife and mother of our two children, proposing a plan much wilder than anything that I could have imagined. I felt nervous and incredibly aroused at the same time. My wife was taking me by the hand and leading me down a road that made her seem like the most exciting lover any man could have. Just knowing that she had fantasies like this made me want to tear every piece of clothing off her and fuck her right then, but the idea that she might actually try this, made it almost too hot to bear. The basic idea was simple: She would dress up to look the part of a high-class call girl, hang out at the bar, and just see what happens. My job was to observe her from the other side of the bar, both to protect her and also to get a turn on from watching her play the role of a hooker. We both assumed that mostly guys who were desperate for one reason or another would come on to her and the plan was that she would politely blow them off. We figured that would be it; and then she and I could go upstairs and enjoy each other. She asked for one caveat however: If a guy came on to her to whom she was genuinely attracted, she asked to be able to take the role playing a step further. Since she wanted to explore what it felt like to have a guy lust for her so much that he would pay for her, she insisted she be "allowed" to be overtly sexual, just sexual enough to get paid. We both readily agreed that actual intercourse was off limits. There was just too much risk in that, both health-wise and to our relationship. After some fruitless discussion, we concluded that it was just too complicated to set down ground rules concerning what she could and couldn't do. She was to use her judgment about what she did with the guy. The last and most important rule was that she had to tell me everything that happened. No detail was to be off limits. No secrets. This was the plan. We made our way back to our room high above the casino and I watched her change. She took off her jeans and cotton sweater. As I watched her standing there in her black thong and bra, all I could think about was how much I would want to fuck her if I just met her. Her body's gorgeous: Large beautiful tits, a heart-shaped ass to die for, muscular legs and the sexiest stomach around. Most importantly, she just loved to be fucked. Her enthusiasm in bed was so intense that even after ten years of marriage I still had to think about cereal to keep from coming too quickly when we fuck. "Do you like this?" she said holding up a tiny black skirt and a nearly see through white tee shirt. You could just make out her nipples through the tee. "Uhhhhhh...yeah!" I said. All I could think about was how many men sitting in that bar would want her as much I did in that moment. She put on bright red lipstick, fixed her blonde hair and threw on some high heels. She slipped off her wedding and engagement ring and put them next to the sink. "I need a drink before we go," she said. I fixed two big bourbons from the hotel mini bar and we made small talk. Both of our minds were elsewhere. We decided that she would go down first and find a seat at the huge circular bar in the center of the casino near the "high roller" black jack tables. I waited ten minutes or so and made my way to the designated area. I found a pillar to lean against in the corner and fixed on her immediately. While she was not the only girl there looking for some action, she was definitely the most attractive. Guys were already glancing in her direction. Her tee was low cut, showing off her generous size D tits. In fact, she was mostly bare legs and tits, given the short skirt was and low cut tee. I watched as a 50 something guy with a Rolex and a big belly bought her a martini. "Definitely not her type," I said to myself. After a few minutes, she stopped making eye contact with him and started looking around. He got the hint and took off. The same pattern repeated itself a few more times. Each of the guys was older than her, clearly had money, but was totally unappealing. I had to admit that I was really turned on just by watching men lust after the woman whom I lusted after every day! We had agreed to give this experiment an hour, and the time was rapidly approaching when I would get to jump on this sexy woman flaunting her body to everybody at the bar. Then I heard somebody yell, "You're the maaaaan!!!!!!!!!" A group of guys in their 20s were making their way from the high roller tables into the crowded bar, and from the sounds of their boisterous voices, it had been a good night at the tables. Anna was sitting just around the corner from the bar entrance, so she did not immediately see the group come in. One of the guys clearly saw her, however. He was tall, with brown hair and athletic looks. He was obviously the key "player" among this group of guys. The other guys seemed to be constantly deferring to him. I could hear them laughing about their recent bets and how much money they had won, but that was all that I could make out. As they settled into a booth the athletic guy, who I noticed was completely distracted by the sight of my wife, offered to go get drinks at the bar. Well the only spot to order just happened to be right next to my wife. He took everybody's order and made his way to the bar. I knew that she would dig this guy. He was completely her type: medium build but with a muscular cut, broad shoulders, and a cute ass. His upper arms strained against the fabric of his expensive designer shirt. He looked a little like me but younger and he definitely worked out more. I wanted to move closer so that I might overhear their conversation. I walked around the crowd and found a new place to stand about ten feet behind them. She didn't seem to notice that I had switched positions. He ordered drinks for his table of friends and then I heard him say, "And please make another martini for the lady," gesturing to my wife. "Well thanks," she said looking nervous, "sounds like you had a good night gambling." He smiled, "You have no idea. I've had few better nights, but you have to quit when you're ahead, that I've learned the hard way." The drinks arrived and he started to go, but turned and said, "After I drop these off, do you mind if I come back and keep you company for a while?" Anna smiled at him and he knew the answer was yes. While I could not make out every word that they were saying to each other, I did catch the basics. His name was Jack and he was a 25 year old pharmaceutical rep from the mid west. He was here for a bachelor party for a friend from college named Bill something. Apparently, they were roommates for a couple of years and both swam on the school's swim team. Jack had not been in a relationship since college but judging from his confident nature, he looked like he was experienced with women. But he also seemed thoughtful and intelligent, like a decent guy. I was sure that my wife liked him. He complained that his friend Bill's fiancée was a total bitch but that he was trying to be supportive, etc etc. After a while, I thought that he was just going to go back to his friends as the conversation seemed to be petering out, but then he said, "Do you feel like going someplace else?" My wife appeared to blush, or at least acted like it. "What do you have in mind?" she said. "Well, we have this awesome suite upstairs, and all the guys are out until late so I thought that we could have another drink there...," he said this while looking straight down at her impressive tits. Then he put his hand on her bare knee and let his fingers slide just a bit up her thigh, as if to emphasize the point. She leaned further into him. "Well Jack, I'd be happy to go upstairs with you and I am quite sure we could have some fun, but we need to talk about the, ah.... business aspect of this arrangement first, don't you think?" she said with a smile. He seemed surprised at first when she said this, but then looked relieved, as if since it was only going to be a question of money, and he had plenty, he was definitely going to get some action. "What are your...uh..prices?" he said awkwardly. She explained that for a private lap dance in his room with liberal touching, she charged $500. If he wanted a sensual massage to go with it, that was an additional $500. She would stay an hour and that was it, even if he wanted to continue. Finally she added, she did not have intercourse with her clients but she guaranteed him that he'd be happy with the "ending." He seemed satisfied with the arrangement, left a tip for the bartender and led my wife to the elevator. Obviously, my time eavesdropping was over. The rest of my story is based upon what my wife told me later. Remember our rule: No secrets. In the elevator, he pushed the button for the suite floor and began feeling her ass, gently but confidently. She could feel herself starting to get wet in anticipation of what was going to happen, but she was also feeling pretty nervous for the same reason: She didn't know exactly what was going to happen. She wasn't sure how to stay in control of the situation. I mean, it was not like she was a professional stripper or escort. She was just an uninhibited but long married woman on an adventure. She was worried both about how far to go and about playing the role well. If he saw right through her, she was sure that she'd lose her nerve and bolt. Plus, she was concerned that he might get pissed off, and no matter how nice he seemed, pissing off a strange man was not very smart. As he massaged her ass through her skirt, he leaned over and kissed her neck once. She shivered. She felt a deep longing to have him touch her, everywhere. I had told her to trust her judgment about how far to go sexually, but now she was getting hot enough that she was not entirely sure that her judgment could be trusted at all. Once they got to the room, he opened the door with the electronic key. The suite was empty, as he'd promised. He went to the bar and made them both a drink and then searched for a CD that he wanted her to dance to. The additional booze calmed her nerves some. As they made small talk, she felt a growing ease with him. He seemed like a nice guy, but a nice guy with a great body and an intense look that made her turn away. He wanted her and he was not afraid to show it. This was the type of power she wanted to feel, to be lusted for just like this. But now she had to hold up her end of the bargain. Finally, he turned on some music, a personal mix of pop and standards. He moved the coffee table out of the way while placing Anna's cash in the center of the table. The suite had a bedroom and a living room, beautifully furnished and decorated. He turned down the lights and Anna began to slowly gyrate her hips while staring at him seductively. Jack was hypnotized by her swaying body, clearly imagining what it would be like to see her naked, and better yet, what it would be like to fuck her. Anna moved directly in front of him and turned around. She began shifting her skirt so that Jack could get a partial look her nearly bare ass. She could hear his breathing start to get deeper and faster. He put his hands on the outsides of her thighs and started to slowly run his hands up her thighs, under her skirt, where he massaged her ass. As he moved his hands up and down her thighs and ass he let his thumbs gently brush her tingling cunt, which was covered by her thong. "You have a fucking beautiful body," he said to her staring at her tight little ass. "Your ass is perfection," he said. She gave him a nice smile, "Thanks," she purred, "If you keep grabbing my ass like that, you're gonna see a whole lot more of it." She turned around to face him and as she did she was slowly lowering her tee shirt so that he could see most of her tits while keeping her nipples just out of sight. Now she could see the obvious bulge in his pants. He started to squirm on the couch, as if he had to adjust himself. Anna began rubbing her tits on the outside of her tee shirt and then sat down on Jack's lap facing him. As she rubbed her tits, she began to grind her cunt against the bulge in his pants. She could feel his hard cock through the fabric of her thong and could tell he had some size. She began to wonder what it looked like. By now she was letting Jack rub her tits on the outside of her tee shirt while she draped her arms around his neck. By now she could feel her juices on her upper thighs, seeping through the thong. She felt powerful, in control and wildly turned on. Jack began to take off her tee shirt while Anna increased the motion of her hips against his cock in time to the music. They were rubbing against each other like high schoolers. Jack took Anna's shirt off the rest of the way and began to suck and massage each of her big full tits. Anna could feel her nipples getting hard in his mouth as he caressed her tits with his mouth and hands. She let him suck them and rub them as she quietly moaned with pleasure. He kept flicking his tongue against her erect nipples and then taking her tit deep into his mouth. The rhythm of her cunt against his hard cock was making her start to have tiny orgasms and she could feel a rush of warmth move up her torso. Just then she heard a voice, "Oh man, sorry you guys!" It was Bill, the bachelor of said bachelor party. Anna jumped to one side of Jack to hide her half naked body. "Dude, where did you come from?" Jack practically yelled. Bill said, "I was just trying to sleep off the drinks and then I heard voices so I came to see who was here. I'm sorry to interrupt. I'll get out of here," and he started to leave. "Hang on man," Jack said. Turning to Anna he said, "If we up the price, can Bill join in on the fun? This might be his last chance in life for anything wild. Is that cool with you?" Jack said hopefully. Anna thought about it for a few seconds. Bill was just as good looking as Jack and since every woman imagines a threesome with two guys, but rarely gets to have the experience, she thought, why not? This would make for quite the story, she thought. A Wife's Adventures Ch. 01 Anna looked at Jack and Bill who were now standing next to each other. "OK. Another $500 and Bill can play too." She went over the same ground rules that she did with Jack. Bill quickly agreed. Anna was still topless at this point and was now standing in the open for both guys to get a nice long look at her. Bill suggested that she continue stripping so that their lap dances could be maximally fulfilling. They put the music back on and both Jack and Bill sat on the couch as Anna began to dance again. She swayed her hips and rubbed her tits as both guys sat transfixed watching her every move. Slowly she slid her skirt off her hips and danced in only her thong. By now both Jack and Bill had their hands in their pants playing with their cocks while they watched Anna move to the music and touch herself. She carefully slid her hand into the front of her thong and started playing with her clit, while leaving the thong on to block their view of her cunt. A little mystery goes a long way, she thought. She felt herself getting more and more excited as she slid her fingers into her sopping wet cunt and ran them in circles around her swollen clit. Then she lifted her hand to her mouth to taste her sweetened fingers, (and practically made the guys come right then and there I bet). Jack had unzipped his fly to have easier access to his cock and Bill had his entire hand down his pants working furiously on his dick. Anna came over to Jack and again sat on his lap facing him. He started sucking her tits again while Bill sat there and watched. Anna was grinding her thong-covered pussy on his hard cock when ....out it popped from his pants. Jack seemed unsure of what to do, but by this time Anna had no doubts at all. His cock was long, thick and hard. Hard like only a 25 year old cock can be. The fact that these two hot 20 something guys were so into her was the height of erotic for Anna. She gently took his cock in her hand and began stroking his long shaft. She popped open his pant button pulled his underwear down so she could have more room to play with it. Then she went back to grinding against his now exposed cock. This felt a lot better than it did with two layers of fabric between them. His hardness kept pushing against her thong-covered cunt and smooth thighs in a way that made her have a few more little orgasms. Jack was moaning by now and was going to town eating and sucking her tits as he aggressively pushed his throbbing cock against her. She looked over at Bill and he had his big cock out of his pants as well and was jerking himself off while he watched them. Anna began to kiss Jack's neck and as she looked down, she felt a powerful urge to suck him. She trailed her tongue down his muscular chest and abs until she arrived at his navel and took his cock slowly into her mouth. Tasting a hot strange man made her stomach flutter. His cock was perfectly suckable. She began to run her tongue up and down the shaft, stopping to lick and suck his balls, and then moved back up to take his whole cock into her mouth and down her throat. She wanted as much of his long thick cock in her mouth as she could manage. Apparently, he didn't mind her aggressive oral skills. His moaning was almost a yell. She got down on both knees and started to jerk him off with both hands as she let his cock slide in and out of her mouth. She barely noticed that Bill had moved behind her and was carefully sliding her thong down her thighs. She was so busily sucking Jack's cock that it came as a shock when she felt Bill's tongue start licking her pussy. He made her spread her legs and actually lied down underneath her so he could get a better angle at her smooth hairless cunt, and especially her clit. She gasped when he started to suck her clit while sticking two fingers into her dripping snatch. She had always imagined making it this way with two hot guys, one eating her cunt and one sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. She was shaking with sexual energy. By now, Anna knew that she was going to come hard and needed the satisfaction of making both of the guys come as well. There was simply no turning back now. They continued like this for a few minutes, then she felt Bill stop eating her and he gently pulled her off Jack's glistening cock, much to Jack's dismay. Together, Jack and Bill took her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. The closet had a door that was a mirror from floor to ceiling and Anna could see her nude body reflected back to her. Not bad, she thought. She watched the guys take off the rest of their clothes and move next to her on the bed on either side of her. For a moment, she just ran her hands across their firm masculine bodies, taking them in. They were doing the same to her. Man, she thought, were guys this hard bodied when I was in my 20s? Then she settled her hands on each of their cocks, which by now were only partially erect. She began stroking them at the same time and both guys started to make soft moans. She could feel their cocks stiffen and throb in her hands. Anna pulled a pillow under her head and pulled the guys to her mouth. The only thing she wanted at that moment was a taste of each one of these beautiful cocks. With Bill and Jack on their knees by her head, Anna began to slide Jack's cock in and out of her mouth while she used her free hand to stroke Bill. After Jack was rock hard, she took his cock out of her mouth and began to suck Bill. His cock was about as long as Jack's but much thicker so she had to concentrate on her technique. Teeth, she knew, were not a turn on at a time like this. She moved her hungry mouth back and forth between their cocks as she lay on her back with her legs spread. Bill and Jack took turns slipping their fingers into her cunt and rubbing her clit. Then, both of them had their hands in her cunt. The sensation of their slick, intermingled fingers playing with her cunt was almost too much for her. By now, Anna's chin and their cocks were dripping. She couldn't get enough. She even tried sucking them both at once, but they were just too big for that. Anna always enjoyed gourmet food but kept thinking that this was the meal of a lifetime! Jack, it seems, soon became a little greedy and he threw a leg over Anna's chest so she was forced to focus on just him for a while. Bill, finding himself suddenly displaced, did what any enterprising guy would do and moved down between Anna's legs and began to gently lick and nibble her swollen clit. At the same time, Jack was pushing his cock as deep into Anna's throat as he could get it. Then he pulled his cock out from her mouth and started fucking her big tits. She was relieved to have a break and always loved having her tits fucked. She pushed her tits together to engulf his hard, wet cock as she watched him slide it back and forth between them. Then she felt Bill start to rub his cock up and down her pussy, separating her tender lips as if he was about to push into her. Anna panicked for a moment. "Hey, remember what I said about fucking." she said trying to use an irritated, authoritative voice. For Anna, two powerful feelings had collided. The truth was she wanted him to fuck her....really hard. She desperately wanted both of these gorgeous naked men to fuck her cunt and cum in her. But she and I had only a few rules and this was one of them. She knew that she'd regret it later if she let them fuck her, no matter how much she wanted it. Bill sounded a little offended, like he was thinking, "Hey babe, what kind of guy do you think I am?" and said, "Don't worry. I promise not to fuck you, though at this moment I would pay $100,000 if you would let me. I have something else in mind." And with that, Bill pushed her knees back towards her and spread her thighs apart again. Her hips tilted backwards and her cunt opened just enough for her to feel vulnerable and exposed. Then he gently guided his cock up the outside of Anna's wet smooth pussy, pushing her pink lips apart with the massive head and shaft of his cock, rubbing against her clit, and then back down again. It was clear that instead of entering her, he wanted to get as close as humanly possible to fucking her without fucking her. "Is this OK," he said hopefully. By now, Anna had relaxed again. "If you don't keep going I'll charge you double," she responded with a laugh. While Jack fucked Anna's tits and occasionally stuck his cock in her mouth to get added lubrication, Bill fucked Anna's cunt on the outside, using his cock to spread her lips and massage her clit. Anna could see the whole scene in the mirror. She felt like she was watching the hottest porn she could ever imagine, but it was her! She felt her body quiver again and again as Bill's astonishingly hard cock rubbed against her clit. Suddenly she heard a moan and felt squirts of hot cum splash onto her belly. Bill's first couple of shots were so powerful they went all the way up Anna's stomach, leaving a long trail of hot liquid. Then Bill concentrated on stroking the cum directly onto her clit and then rubbing it into her clit and pussy with his cock. Bill came a lot. More than Anna could remember any man coming before. As she felt him come, it made her own nearly continuous orgasm intensify to the point where she had to muffle a scream by biting her lip, hard. In the midst of this, Jack was simply not going to be able to contain himself. He pushed his cock into her mouth and began fucking her mouth as she grabbed and stroked his cock with one hand and massaged his ass with the other. She tasted a few drops of cum in her mouth and felt Jack's whole body tense up as he arched his back. Jack was starting to blow in her mouth. Quickly, she moved his cock to her tits and stroked his big cock while he came onto her tits, over and over again. Jack just seemed to keep coming until her tits were soaked with his hot slick cum. After what seemed like forever, he collapsed next to her. She had pleasured and been pleasured in a way that she never imagined possible, and she was going to end it with an exclamation point. Anna slowly rubbed the cum on her tits, belly, and cunt into her silken skin while the guys watched, wishing that they could get back what they'd just lost so they could go again. Not even a 25 year old was that good. The guys were half asleep when she got out of bed to grab a towel. She wet down the towel and cleaned herself up as best she could. As she walked into the other room to track down her clothes, she remembered the money. Hey, a deal was a deal. Jack had laid it on the coffee table by the CD player. She picked it up and counted out the 10 crisp $100 bills, just to make sure. "I would've done that for free," she chuckled as she pulled up her thong and found her skirt. She dressed quickly as her thoughts turned to me. She was tired, and even a little sore, but she knew that she still needed to be fucked. She needed a cock inside of her, and mine was the only cock that would suffice. I heard the knock on the hotel room door and practically raced across the room to let her in. I wish I could describe what she looked like. It was a combination of a brazen harlot who had just been ravished to the point of passing out, a wife unsure how her husband was going to react to what she'd done, and my best friend who couldn't wait to regale me with her tale of excess and debauchery. "Hey there, you look, uh.....tired," I said as she moved in close for a hug. She smelled like sex. I kissed her neck and tasted a mixture of her familiar smell mixed with sexual excitement and release. I knew she had gotten down more than she or I would have expected when we concocted our plan. "It is soooo good to see you," she sighed. "I hope you don't mind, but while I tell you what happened down there, you had better fuck me 'cause nobody else has," she said with the biggest smile on her face. I breathed a sign of relief. And with that, she got down on the floor in front of me on all fours, slipped down her thong and started to talk about her adventure. I was hard in about two seconds. While she described the whole hot affair, I fucked her from behind while she moaned and rocked against my cock. I contained myself up to the point when the guys took her into the bedroom, when I just couldn't take any more. I came into her beautiful tired pussy, lied down next to her and listened to the rest. By the time she was done, I was hard again and, God bless her, she moved onto her back and let me fuck her again. I had never wanted her more than after the events of this night. I doubt that will try anything like that again for a long time, maybe not ever. But neither of us have any regrets about our wild night in Vegas. A Wife's Adventures Ch. 02 Chapter 2: The Strip Club Audition "OK, it's all set," I said as I set the phone back onto the charger. "She's game and told me to tell you that it'll be great. Don't worry; I really think you'll like her. It's gonna be quite a night. And hey, remember Vegas...," and I put my arm around my wife's shoulders. "Oh I don't know about this," Anna said nervously. "I know. I know. I completely understand. We've talked about this so much, at this point you just gotta try going with it. Plus, you can pull the plug anytime you want. You will be in complete control," I said as I gave her a playful push. She turned to look at me, "And you will be there the whole time, right? I had just hung up with Tori. Tori was a stripper at an all nude, Canadian strip club. I met her when I visited the club with a friend of mine a year earlier. She was mid-20s and had been dancing for about two years. Unlike the stripper stereotype, she was smart, college educated, not on drugs (well not consistently at least), and danced for the money and because she had a wild streak. Last year she made about $200,000 Canadian, tax free. From what I could tell watching the money flow at the club, I believed her. I had one lap dance with Tori, which was plenty hot, but mainly she just seemed like a character and we spent the good part of one evening drinking and bullshitting. After a few lap dances, they do sort of lose their thrill, so hanging out talking to Tori was certainly a cool alternative, if not also a lot less expensive. In terms of looks, you'd be hard pressed to do much better than Tori. She was 5' 8'', with strawberry blonde hair, firm perky tits and a fashion-magazine quality ass. Her pussy was completely smooth and she came easily while she fingered herself during a lap dance. In other words, Tori was the type of dancer men paid $20 per five minute lap dance....and were grateful for the honor. When I got home from the club and told Anna (my wife of 10 years) about my time with Tori, she was a little uncomfortable with the whole thing. Instead of impersonal naked grinding, I had come back with a story about actually having a real conversation with a woman whom I had obviously enjoyed. It took some convincing to get Anna to the point where she could accept that there was nothing to be worried about. I wasn't interested in Tori and she finally understood that. During this lengthy conversation, however, I had to admit that a rather devilish thought had crept into my head...... I have always told Anna that she could be a stripper if she wanted to be. She is petite, blonde, with perfect large round (enhanced) tits and an ass that I will never, ever get tired looking at. She works out all the time and has a firmer body than most women in their early 20s. Objectively, she is better looking than many of the girls dancing at the club, raking in big money doing lap dances. Anna, on the other hand, thinks that she is too big here and too big there, etc. Women are always their own worst critics and Anna is no exception. Anyway, despite body image issues, she has this other side of her that is wild and uninhibited. To put it simply, she loves to fuck. And when we have sex, she never seems to get enough. She loves feeling a cock moving inside of her. She loves deep throating a big handsome cock. She loves being fucked doggy style. She loves having her ass fucked. She loves cum on her tits, her cunt, her back, in her mouth, pretty much anywhere it will go. Once we are out of the bedroom, she hides her sexual wild side, but it turns me on just knowing that it is in there, neatly tucked away. Men check her out all the time, but she avoids noticing them taking in her body, wondering what she looks like naked and imagining what it would be like to fuck her. While she gets off on the attention at a certain level, she works very hard to avoid it because, she says, she doesn't know what to "do" with it. Personally, I have always thought that it was her own impulses that she didn't trust and that if she let herself get turned on, who knows where that might lead. Six months earlier, I let her act out one of her fantasies in reality. We were in Vegas and, while I was watching from the bar, she pretended she was an escort and let herself get picked up. One thing led to another and she ended up pleasuring not one but two 20 something guys at the same time in their hotel suite. While she did everything but have intercourse with them, this experience led to marathon sex between us that night, and nearly every night since. I guess it sort of turbo charged an already hot sex life. We were still riding on the fumes from that escapade, but I thought it might be fun to try another. Anna seemed game, but nervous, just as she had been in Vegas. In any event, after we cleared up her misconceptions about my intentions toward Tori, I shared my evil thought. "What if Tori gave you a personal tutorial on being a stripper?" At first I was concerned about Anna's reaction. She looked like I had asked to recite the Second Law of Thermodynamics....in Russian. When she could finally speak she said, "Ya mean like...how to take off my clothes? I have been doing that for a while now...." I smiled, "Well not exactly. More like how to actually work the club, do lap dances, and make money, that sort of thing." By now you could tell that my idea was finally sinking in. She said she'd think about it. I wasn't sure she really would. Two days later she agreed to give it a try, though she emphasized that she was nervous about it and might have to stop in mid-stream if she got too uncomfortable. I guess this was a little more public than anything Anna had ever done in the past. So this is where my phone call to Tori came in and the basic plan took shape: Tori would meet us at the club on her night off and I would pay her $500 for spending three hours with Anna, giving her what would amount to stripper lessons. Tori checked with the club manager and he agreed to allow Anna to dance with one caveat – Anna would have to go through the same steps that any new dancer at the club has to go through, as well as pay the $125 fee that the club charges the dancers. She could keep any money that she made doing dances just like the other girls. When Sunday night came, I hung around Anna as she got ready to go. Tori was going to provide the outfit, so all Anna had to worry about was her makeup. She was applying a bit more than usual, per Tori's instructions, including a new shade of hot red lipstick. She just had her pussy lips waxed and it was soft and bare except for the little tuft of hair on top. Just watching her get ready and imaging the night to come was making my cock hard. Anna, on the other hand, seemed pretty anxious. And when she gets that way she makes small talk. Rapidly. I was trying to pay attention to her chatter while fighting my urge to throw her on the bed and fuck her right then and there. "There will be time for that later," she said coyly when I suggested a quickie. "Besides, you don't want me to spring a leak at the club do you?" I grabbed her more firmly, "Oh I don't know, some guys dig that sort of thing." She gave me a dirty look and a little shove and she slid her jeans over her tiny black thong and threw a light sweater over her matching black bra. "What do you think Tori's gonna have for me to wear?" she asked as we drove to the club. "I have no idea, but knowing Tori, it's not likely to be subtle," I said with a smile. Anna just sort of grimaced. When we arrived at the club, it was about 5 PM on a Sunday. Not a big night for stripping. The bouncer in front was waiting for us and told me to drive around to the back of the building, park there, and enter through the door that said "Talent" over the door. I followed his instructions and just as we were approaching the building, out came Tori. "Hiya guys! Tony told me you guys were here," she said with a flourish. Tori gave us both a quick hug and then turned to Anna. She took both of Anna's hands and said, "Well......how are you feeling about this?" Anna got a little red in the face. "I am nervous but in a good way, you know?" A big smile spread over Tori's face. "Oh I know! I haven't been doing this for THAT long. I still get nervous sometimes. Don't worry at all. We are going to have a total blast." Tori led Anna and I into the back hallway. There were empty cases of beer stacked along the wall and a few kegs here and there. It reminded me of my frat house in college. We walked down the hall to the left and Tori led us into a tacky office with the same violet lighting that I remember had permeated the club itself. There was a sectional couch covered in dry, cracking green leather and a desk with a computer and some papers. From the look of the empty glasses strewn about, more than business happened in here. Tori motioned toward to couch, "Have a seat guys. My manager will be right in. Shall I get us a round of drinks while we wait?" Then she just turned and left yelling, "Back in a flash," over her shoulder as she left. Anna and I sat on the couch and tried to relax. "Are you sure about this......," she began to say just as a large bald guy dressed in black walked into the room. He walked right over and offered his hand, "Well you must be Anna. I'm Jack. Tori told me all about you and your, ahhhh, experiment. I bet you're nervous!" and he laughed. "Well don't be. We keep a tight eye on all of our girls here and haven't lost one yet. Plus, ya got Tori looking over your shoulder and she's the best." We still had not said a word. Jack pulled over a chair that had been facing the desk. "Let's get down to business shall we. First of all, I will need $125 to cover the entrance fee." I handed him the cash. "I will also have to have you sign this waiver. It basically releases us from liability. For anything. It establishes you as a self-employed sub contractor and says that you are responsible for everything that you do here. No strip club does business without this piece of paper." Anna looked it over and signed. "Now there is the issue of.....," Jack stopped talking mid-sentence as Tori came back into the room with our drinks. She was completely transformed from the jeans and sweatshirt, girl-next-door look that greeted us, to a completely hot vixen. She had on a garter, black g-string and a black lace bra that made a façade of covering her tits. While not large, her tits were perky and almost fully exposed. They were just as I had remembered them. Her nipples were popping out against the fabric. Jack laughed again, "Man Tori, I just might have to get a lap dance from you tonight with you looking like that!" Tori smiled and gave the three of us a little curtsy in return. Tori passed out the drinks and then held up her bourbon and said, "To breaking in a virgin!" and we all drank. Then Jack went back to his last sentence. "Now there is the issue of what you look like naked and proof that you are not a...ahhh...representative of local law enforcement. Before I go over the club rules for dancers, I personally see to it that their bodies are up to club standards. You don't have to put on a show, but please take off your clothes so I can have a peek." Anna stood up tentatively. She slipped off her shoes and socks, and then slid down her jeans, exposing her perfect thighs and the thong that had been hiding beneath them. Then she took off her top and revealed the sexy black bra which barely held back her big round tits. There she paused and let us all look at her. "Take the rest off please," said Jack. I noticed that his eyes were locked onto her ass. Slowly she undid the clasp behind her bra and let it drop to the floor exposing her beautiful tits. Jack's eyes were checking out every inch of her exposed flesh. Anna then turned to her left and began to slide her thong down her thighs. As she slowly tugged off the thong I could see the fabric stick to her moist cunt. As she pulled the fabric away I was reassured that by now she was getting more turned on than anxious. She slipped the thong over her feet and stood back, facing the three of us. There was nothing left to take of now! Tori let out a loud hoot and clapped her hands together in delight. "Oh Anna, you are so hot! Look at those titties. Girl you got it all goin' on!" she cackled. "There are going to be some hard cocks in the house tonight..." Jack began to direct Anna. "OK, arch your back. Yeah, like that. Turn to the side. Very nice. Let me see your ass now. Boy that's a beaut!," and turning to me said, "You my friend are a lucky man!" Jack then turned back to my wife, "Anna, you're going to do great here tonight. Just a few more things darlin'. Turn around and lean forward please. Further. Move your legs apart just a little more. Oh very nice. Now lie back on the couch please. That's it. Good. Spread your legs a bit more. Now I'd like to see you play with your pussy a little. Show me how you get yourself going." By now my cock was standing at attention. Watching Anna slip her wet fingers in and out of her cunt and in slow circles around her swelling clit – and in front of an audience – was almost more exciting than I could bear. I had not cum in my pants since high school, but I realized that tonight might just be that kind of night. "Last there is the issue of the cop test," Jack said while he and Tori exchanged knowing glances. "Tori would you do the honors please?" and with that, Tori handed me her drink and gently knelt between my wife's legs and began licking and nibbling her pussy. Jack turned to me, "Vice personnel are not allowed to engage in sexual acts, so Tori is helping me establish that you guys are not Vice." I barely heard a word the man said. My eyes were fixed on watching Tori's tongue slip up and down Anna's swollen pussy lips. Anna was biting her lower lip and rocking her hips against Tori's probing tongue while she played with her tits. I thought I might lose consciousness from the speed at which the blood was rushing to my cock. Jack watched for about thirty seconds. "OK then. You passed the test. Glad to have you on the team tonight Anna. Now you...," pointing to me. I didn't fully understand what the man meant, but it became quickly apparent when Tori crawled over to where I was sitting, unzipped by pants, and took out my rigid member. "Ooooooh, what a perfectly delicious cock you have," she purred. And with that, she went down on my throbbing cock while Anna watched, still rubbing her clit. Unfortunately for me, Tori stopped after about 10 seconds and looked at Jack, who nodded his approval. Apparently I passed too. "Hey aren't blue balls against the law at this club," I complained. Tori laughed, "I bet we'll have time to fit in some fun with you two later, but now it's time to get to work." Dejected, I slipped my wet cock back into my pants. Jack said, "Let me go over the rest of the club rules." By now I was half listening but I caught the jist of it. No actual sexual contact was permitted in the club (could have fooled me!), meaning no penetration of any kind and no direct touching of any of the patrons. The guys were allowed to touch everywhere but a dancer's genitals and other than that each girl set her own standards. Each lap dance was $20 per song paid at the end. You were not allowed to charge up front and dances were only allowed in the VIP section of the club. Generally, dancers were asked to dance on stage at the prerogative of the DJ, but Anna was not going to be required to do that...unless she wanted to. If she needed help at any time for any reason, four very large men in black tee shirts roamed the club and would help immediately. Jack sounded like he had listed these rules hundreds of times, and probably had. "Any questions?" he asked Anna when he was done. Anna looked relieved. "Can I put my clothes on now," she said feeling exposed. Jack responded, "Of course, and have fun tonight. I'll check on you later but I gotta help stock the bar right now," and out he went. Tori chimed in,"Yeah, let's get you dressed baby, just not in those" and with that Tori tossed a bag to Anna. "I thought you'd be hot in these," she said. Anna opened the bag and took out a tiny fire engine red thong and a matching red corset, one that would hold her tits up at full attention, not that they needed any help. Anna smiled at the outfit and said, "Oh no, I never understood how to fit one of these on," looking at the corset. Tori showed her that there was a zipper in back, not the hooks and loops that she was expecting. Anna put on the thong and corset. She looked fantastic. Tori and I just stared. It was obvious that Anna had no idea just how hot she was. "And I got the obligatory stripper pumps for you too. I just thought of every little thing didn't I," and Tori handed Anna a pair of clear-heeled pumps. "Oh noooooooo! I vowed NEVER to wear those things," Anna said recoiling in mock disgust. "Hey, if your gonna work the room ya gotta look the part," Tori said with a mischievous look as she watched Anna slip on the shoes. "Well you two are going to be quite the pair tonight," he said. Then Tori turned to me and said, "We girls gotta have a little time to huddle up before the big game, so I think that its time for you to go have a beer, or five. But first, ya need to promise that you won't interfere with anything that happens out on the floor. Jack is not OK with domestic issues being brought into the club, as I'm sure you can tell." "No problem," I said sheepishly. "I think she's in good hands." And at that I gave Anna a kiss and headed out to the main area of the club. As I was just into the hall Tori yelled, "Tony saved you a spot over at the edge of the VIP area, so at least you can have a good look at the action....." Tony was easy to spot. He was a huge, 300 lbs. black guy with arms like my thighs. I said hello, but he just nodded and pulled back the chair for me. There was a pitcher of beer and a glass waiting for me already on the table. I poured myself a beer and began to check out the room. There were mirrors on all the walls, a large stage with a fake wood floor and two poles attached from floor to ceiling. The lights were low but they used those black lights that make everybody's exposed skin glow. There was a naked Asian woman dancing onstage and occasionally bending her body into unusual positions to take money from the enthusiastic men surrounding the stage. After watching this action for a few minutes, it became clear that there was a core of guys in their 30s who all seemed to know each other. Bachelor party I figured. To my right was the VIP area. It was separated from the main club by curtains and glass brick that formed walls. Each space was a bit like an office cubicle with walls on three sides and no door but just enough space to create some privacy. Each had a couch and a small table to set down drinks. The wall opposite the couch was a floor-to-ceiling mirror, the function of which was obvious. I could just barely see into the two end cubicles though they were empty at the moment. Two more dancers had by now joined the Asian chick on stage, but I was pretty much lost in my thoughts about how the evening would unfold. Would Anna get into this? Was this really as safe and protected as it seemed? How much would Tori really look out for her? I didn't know her that well after all. Was Anna going to be pissed off later that Anna sucked my cock right in front of her, given her jealousy? I had lots of questions and my own case of nerves, but there was nothing to do now but wait. After about a half hour, I saw Anna and Tori appear from the dressing area. At first, I could not even recognize my own wife. I have always thought she was beautiful but as I watched her follow Tori across the room, I thought she looked like the hottest Playboy centerfold that I could ever imagine. All I could do was laugh to myself and think, "Man, this is crazy!" A Wife's Adventures Ch. 02 Now Tori was leading Anna by one hand over to the bachelor guys. Needless to say they were greeted warmly. The guys practically began cheering. Tori plopped Anna down on a clean cut blonde guy's lap and she sat down on the guy right next to him. I could not hear what they were saying over the music but I could see that they were immediately offered drinks, which both Anna and Tori accepted. Both of the girls were laughing a lot and tossing their hair around when they did. Tori had clearly given Anna some pointers during their private discussion. I watched as Tori moved her guy's hand onto her upper thigh while she whispered into his ear. Anna's tits were literally right in the face of the blonde guy on whose lap she had made her temporary home. He didn't seem to mind. Soon Anna began copying Tori and moved the guy's hand high on her thigh. They each talked to their guys up close like this for a few minutes. Then Tori leaned over to Anna and they both got up and took each of the guys by the hand and led them to the VIP area, not far from where I was sitting. Tori walked into the VIP area with her guy first, with Anna and her man following. They each led their guys into one of the VIP booths closest to me. I could partially see into each of the booths and I could hear what they were saying since the music was so much softer in the VIP area. I watched Tori show her guy to the couch as she took a position right in front of him. Anna did the same. Tori immediately started moving suggestively and swaying to the music as she did a slow 360 degree turn so her man could get a nice look at her. By now, however, I was much more interested in what Anna was doing. I could tell that she and Scott, which was the name I picked up, were sort of chatting. She must be nervous, I thought. Tori on the other hand was now fully naked squatting on top of her man's lap, slowly moving her hips and cunt against his cock. I was worried that Anna was getting cold feet, but then I watched as she unzipped her corset and let it drop to the ground. Scott opened his mouth wide, "Man you have awesome tits" he exclaimed. Anna smiled, "How nice of you to say so," she purred. "Would you like to feel them?" He managed to nod but frankly Scott looked a bit overwhelmed. "If you don't mind or anything?" he said. With that, Anna sat down on Scott's lap facing him and moved his hands to her tits. "My girls really enjoy a good massage...." Scott didn't respond. He just started rubbing her tits with both hands. I could see her nipples harden as she arched her back and pushed her tits into his grasp. I watched as Scott began to press his cock against Anna as she rocked her hips gently back and forth. She moved one of his hands to her ass and he started rubbing her more aggressively. Scott seemed like a nice guy who was not that experienced and was being careful not to offend. A perfect guy to start with, I thought. Then Anna did something that shocked me. She moved her left tit over to Scott's mouth and encouraged him to suck her tit. He did so happily, running his tongue around her nipple while caressing her tit with his free hand. After a minute or two of this, Anna moved off of Scott and stood. She slowly slid her thong down her thighs but left them hanging around her knees for a second. She slid her fingers down to her cunt and started playing with her clit while Scott watched. I could see the bulge in his pants now pretty clearly. Anna moved her snatch closer to Scott's face so he could watch her move her pretty pink lips around for him with her fingers. He licked his lips, as if this was the greatest meal a guy could dream of. Anna then slipped the thong off the rest of the way and turned around so Scott could get a good view of her ass. She leaned forward, and spread her ass just to improve the view. Then she slid down on Scott's lap, only now her back was to him and she could watch herself in the mirror. She began moving her cunt and hips rhythmically across Scott's bulge and he again started kneading her tits. I could tell by her flushed skin that Anna was hot by now. She did not seem the least bit nervous. I watched as she increased the pace of her motions. Scott was dry humping her now like he was in high school. He slid his hand down Anna's stomach to try to play with her pussy but she grabbed his hand and put it back on her tits. All of a sudden, I saw Scott tense up and then get very sheepish. "I'm sorry," he said, "but I think that I just....uh...finished. I'm really sorry." Poor Scott seemed to be really embarrassed. Anna rushed in to make him feel better. "Oh honey, don't apologize there is no better compliment to a girl than that!" she said. Anna told Scott that they had danced for four songs so he owed her $80. He paid her $120 and said, "That was awesome!" They made small talk for a minute and then Scott got up to leave with Anna following. Just was she was passing Tori's booth, Tori yelled out to Anna, "Hey, can you help us out here for a minute." Anna said goodbye Scott and then made her way to Tori's booth. She introduced Anna to the guy she had been dancing for. His name was Dylan. As far as I could tell from the conversation, Dylan had always had a thing for having two women dance at the same time, but had never had the chance. Tori asked Anna if she was game and told her that they would both be paid the same rate. Anna said sure, but looked uncomfortable again. When the song started up, Tori took Anna's corset off and slipped down her thong. She motioned for Anna to do the same for her. Then Tori sat Anna down onto Dylan's lap facing her, with Anna's back to Dylan. Anna started to push against his hard cock while Tori took Dylan's hands and put them on Anna's tits, inviting him to rub them. Meanwhile Tori put Anna's hands on Tori's tits and encouraged Anna to rub and stroke them while she was grinding into Scott. While tentative at first, Anna began to move her hands all over Tori's body, feeling her smooth stomach, stroking her perky tits and sliding her hands up and down Tori's ass. Then, while Dylan held Anna's tits, Tori began to carefully suck each of Anna's nipples. I wondered whether or not Anna was into this and the answer seemed to come as she quickened her hip movements against Dylan's cock. I watched as Tori was licking and sucking Anna's tits and then started to move her tongue down Anna's stomach. Tori slid to her knees and began to nibble Anna's clit while kneading her pussy lips with her fingers. I could see how wet Anna was and I thought I saw her shudder as Tori ate her cunt with the same enthusiasm she showed in the manager's office. After a few minutes, Tori and Anna switched positions. It seemed like Tori wanted to give Anna a break from all that grinding, which to me seemed like hard work. With Tori now on Dylan's lap facing Anna, Anna put Dylan's hands on Tori's tits and began to suck on Tori's swollen nipples. While her tits were not that big, her nipples were quite swollen. Anna worked her tongue around Tori's tits and then copied Tori's move by slowly dragging her tongue down her stomach. She paused at Tori's belly button but Tori pushed her head lower and raised her hips toward Anna's face. I saw a familiar look of "what the hell" cross my wife's face. She lowered her mouth to Tori and began to tentatively lick her pretty, dripping cunt. Slowly Anna used her tongue to spread Tori's pink lips as she moved her mouth up and down. Then she pressed her mouth against Tori's clit and sucked it more aggressively than I ever thought possible. My cock was absolutely aching. I wondered if anyone had ever died from a hard on? After four or five songs, things paused and I saw Dylan and Tori in some kind of deliberation but I couldn't hear their conversation. Eventually Tori turned to Anna and said, "Dylan's made us a proposal. He wants to be allowed to finger fuck both of us until we come. The offer is for $50 per girl, per song, until we are both spent. What do you think?" "I thought this was against the rules," Anna whispered. "Well it is, but.....because we sign that waiver, we can pretty much do whatever we want," Tori said very quietly. She continued, "We don't need to do anything to him. He just wants to get us off with his hands at the same time. For this type of cash I'm in, but you can bag it if you want." I could see Anna deliberating. "OK, I'm in too," she said. And with that, Tori and Anna each moved to alternative sides of Dylan on the couch and leaned back against the soft cushions. They talked for a minute or two but when the next song started I watched Dylan slowly massage each of their white navels, running his hands from their tits down carefully between their legs. After a few times, he just left his hands between their legs. I couldn't see Tori, but I watched mesmerized as Dylan's fingers slipped between the hot pink lips of my wife's cunt. By watching his motions, it was clear that he knew a woman's body. At first, he slid one finger into her pussy and as she got wetter, he added a second finger. I watched as his fingers moved in and out of her pussy. Every so often he would twirl his fingers around her clit and then would move back inside her. I could see her excitement glistening on Dylan's fingers as he worked her delicate folds. Anna began rocking her hips in time to his hand movements, and Tori greedily did the same. For a moment, Dylan paused and raised his slick fingers so that Anna and Tori could taste their own juices on his fingers. Then Dylan took turns leaning over to suck each of their tits while his hands worked their wet cunts. I could see him lick Anna's hard nipples and cup her tit in his mouth. As the pace increased, I watched Tori play with Dylan's cock through his cargo pant. She was jerking off his cock through the fabric. I must say, Dylan looked like a very happy guy by this point. Anna and Tori both seemed to be getting close to having orgasms (if they hadn't already), when Tori did something that shocked me. With a practiced hand, she unzipped Dylan's fly and pulled out his cock, and it was quite a cock. I don't know how long it was but it was impressive. Tori began to work the shaft with her hand. Anna was so into the finger fucking that she did not even notice for a minute or two. When she did, I could see the look in her eyes. Sort of like, "Well where did that thing come from?!" Tori seemed to notice her surprise but she just reached for Anna's hand and put it on Dylan's cock along with her own. Together, they played with Dylan's big thick cock, working as a team. Tori then bent her head down and began sucking his cock while Anna continued to work his shaft and balls, alternating between them. Soon his cock was covered with Tori's saliva and Anna's hand was sliding easily up and down, following Tori's mouth. Tori pulled off for a moment and gave Anna a chance to suck cock too. She saw her chance and didn't hesitate. I watched Anna slide Dylan's cock into her mouth and begin to move her mouth rhythmically while Tori pumped him with her hand. Anna would occasionally let him pop out of her mouth and licked his long shaft down to his balls and back, and then go back to sucking. "Hey, save some for me," Tori said with a laugh. She pulled Anna up and went back to work herself. Anna was now back to rubbing his cock with her hand as it moved in and out of Tori's mouth. Anna increased the speed of her hand on his rigid cock as Tori sucked him more vigorously. You could tell that Dylan was getting close to his "happy ending" and soon, Dylan began to arch his body. With this, Anna moved her head down to Dylan's cock and began running her tongue down his shaft in concert with Tori's movements. As Dylan began to come, Tori let Anna share the huge rigid cock with her. Both girls were rubbing his cock and balls and directing his hot load into their eager mouths on either side of his pulsating cock. It was as if they were sharing the prize while fighting over it at the same time. Tori seemed to catch more of his hot load in her mouth than Anna. I could see a white river dribbling out of her mouth, down his throbbing shaft and over Anna's still moving hand. Even though Dylan was finished coming, Anna put his softening cock in her mouth as if she did not want to waste a single drop. After she cleaned his shaft off with her mouth, Anna had come on her lips and chin and I watched as she aggressively licked her lips as if she had just finished her favorite desert. Tori saw Anna do this and leaned over to give her a deep French kiss. She and Tori kissed for a while sharing what was left of Dylan's impressive load. Anna rubbed the remaining cum into his cock and balls while Tori suggestively licked some of the cum off Anna's fingers. Anna then did the same. Finally, Tori lifted her head and wiped her mouth with a napkin. It's a miracle that I did not come in my pants after watching this scene unfold. My nervous wife indeed. "Now that was something!" Tori practically shouted and the three of them broke into laughter. Dylan paid each of them $500 because, in his words, "that was the best sexual experience of my life!" I watched him hand over the $100s. Dylan bid the girls a satisfied goodbye and went back to join his friends. I could just imagine the story he would now have to tell. I'd had enough voyeurism by now so I snuck back to join Anna and Tori as they pulled themselves back together. They were chatting away like long lost friends as I plopped down onto the couch and just sat there shaking my head and smiling. Anna and I made eye contact and I could tell right away that everything was cool with her. She gave me a kiss. I could smell the hot sex on her mouth and body. "You guys were un-bel-iev-able," I said. "I couldn't see it all but I saw enough! Is it my turn now?" I said mostly kidding, but with just a sliver of hope. Tori shrugged. Anna looked back at her smiling and said, "Round 2? After all, what's so bad about sharing a cock or two with a girlfriend...?"