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Fat Tuesday Flirt

By: Jake Marlow



© 2004 JW Omnimedia. All Rights Reserved.

"Are you sure your phone is charged?" Her husband asked from the kitchen as Katy double checked that everything she needed was in her purse, though once they got down to South Street her purse would probably wind up in the trunk anyway.

"Yes, Daddy," she joked, joining him in the kitchen and giving him a peck on the cheek. 

"I know you can take care of yourself, hon. It's your friends I don't entirely trust. I don't mind coming out to get you guys if Mo doesn't keep sober." Mo was Maureen Kelly, one of Katy's oldest friends and the evening's designated driver.

"Stop it, because you really are sounding like my father now, except without the drunken temper. Mo knows she's driving and I will keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn't drink. We were down there the year everything went crazy and we got out of there completely fine." She was referring to Fat Tuesday four years ago when everything on South Street got out of control and just about every cop in the city had to be called in to control the drunken mob. A bunch of guys had helped Katy and her friends onto the roof of a minivan to stay safe until the crowd passed them by. Yet another example of where being an attractive woman was helpful, Katy thought. She knew she was no Playboy centerfold, but Katy turned heads when she dressed up to go out. At 5'7" and thirty-two-years-old Katy still had a nice, curvy body, though she didn't do anything to maintain it. She'd just lucked out in the genetics crapshoot was all. Her shoulder-length hair was naturally auburn, but Katy kept it a couple shades redder than nature intended with the help of Miss Clairol. 

There was a honk from the driveway, cutting off any further protest from her husband and Katy, laughing, told him not to wait up as she headed for the door. She slipped into the back of the minivan beside Angie and the women were off for the night. The wine was already open and Katy was passed a full plastic glass. Heading out for a night of partying with her three best friends made Katy feel like she was right back in high school. Besides Mo and Angie, Patty was there as well, sitting in the front passenger seat.

"So are you girls ready for a night of no responsibility? No husbands, no kids, no work tomorrow morning. Just the four of us, some booze and hopefully some cute guys to flirt with." Patty said, raising her glass. The other women, except for Mo who was driving, raised their glasses and drank. It was a poor choice of words with Mo present though, as her husband had left just six months before. She did her best to let the comment pass without dwelling on it. Two of the four, Mo and Patty, had kids and all of them were married.

"Here's to partying like it's 1989!" Katy chimed in, initiating another round of drinking. Of course back in '89 that wine probably would have been Boone's Hill, not Turning Leaf. 

Hitting South Street on Fat Tuesday was a tradition that went back to their senior year together at St. Alban's High, when they cut class to do it. Katy and Mo had been friends since grade school and they'd met the others in junior high and been lifelong friends ever since. Whatever paths life took them down, the four made sure they stayed connected. Over the years Fat Tuesday in the city had changed a lot, going from a fun, but drunken celebration to a party big enough to rival New Orleans it's self. The scene could get so out of hand that Angie had suggested maybe they get together somewhere else this year, but the others wouldn't hear of it. 

It was only half past eight when they hit South Street, but the area was thronging with people who'd been drinking since early in the day. The closest parking they could find was a garage ten blocks away and despite the brisk night Katy and Patty chose to leave their jackets in the minivan. Katy was quite chilly on the long walk as she was just wearing a see-thru black sweater with a camisole under it and an above-the-knee skirt and boots. Patty wasn't much better off as she had chosen a skirt even shorter than Katy's and a low-cut, sleeveless red top, décolletage provided by the Miracle Bra. With her pale skin and jet hair she looked like a million bucks in the outfit, but she was paying the price as she shivered all the way to the first bar they stopped in.

While Patty pushed her way up to the bar to fill their drink order the others searched fruitlessly for a table and Mo and Angie shed their coats to get more comfortable. Mo was dressed in black slacks and a green top and looked good. She'd always been more cute than sexy, what with her freckles and auburn hair, but she did have a curvy body, which some would say had improved with age. She didn't have the body she'd had at eighteen, but the extra ten pounds or so she now carried were in all the right places and she was more self conscious about her butt than she really needed to be. Angie, on the other hand, was the polar opposite of Mo and the latter had always resented that Angie could eat anything she wanted and stay thin as a pin. Angie was attractive, with classic Italian features and blonde hair, but she had no curves at all and her skirt and tight sweater just seemed to hang on her. In truth she'd always envied Mo for her big chest, even in a Miracle Bra of her own she barely managed to raise two bumps in her sweater, so that made the women even.

Angie helped Patty carry their drinks back to where the women were crowded together. The bar was so crowded that it was a constant challenge to get their drinks down without spilling them all over themselves. The people around them constantly jostled them and Katy noted that more than one guy used it as an excuse to cop a feel as he pushed past her. When they finished their round they decided to try somewhere else.

The next bar was also very packed, but at least they found a corner where they could form a circle and have a bit of breathing room. Of course there was still nowhere to sit and Angie and Mo were left holding their coats.

"Every year this gets worse. It's really becoming a zoo," Mo said with some distaste. 

"But come on, it's fun!" Katy said. "I love the energy of a big crowd having a good time."

"I don't know. I think it's a little much," Mo replied.

"You're just getting old." Patty joked.

"Hey, so are you then," Angie piped up.

"It's all a state of mind, hon. You'd feel a lot better if you weren't the designated driver." Patty said.

"We can switch if you want. I'm barely buzzed, I could definitely be sober by the time we leave." Katy told her friend.

"No, it's okay. You guys are right, though. I really need to loose up. I feel like there's been a black cloud following me around for months now."

"I know it's been hard, but tonight is the perfect night to forget about all that and start fresh." Patty said.

"Okay, tonight I will just go with the flow."

"That's more like it!" Katy exclaimed and they all toasted. Mo was drinking beer, but was severely limiting herself. "And for the record, no one here is getting old!"

"Easy for you to say with a body like that," Mo kidded.

"Oh, come on!" Katy protested.

"Pu-leez, hon! Look at that ass," Patty said, and to demonstrate she smacked her friend on the behind. "I'd kill to have an ass like that."

"Not to mention your chest," Angie threw in ruefully.

"Knock it off, guys! You're making me feel like a piece of meat. This is all the magic of wardrobe and makeup. You should see me naked. Wait, scratch that!" They all broke up laughing.

After a couple rounds they left that bar and circulated through the crowds swirling on South Street. Katy wryly noted that it seemed like the crowd got younger every year, though she didn't want to admit that maybe it was just because she and her friends were getting older. Patty was right, age is all a state of mind. There did seem to be some men their age, but she could find hardly any women. More than once Katy found herself stepping around puddles of vomit by the curbs, the fragrant side effect of so much public drinking. They had a round each in a couple more bars and by the time they arrived at the fifth bar of the night, a little Irish pub a couple blocks off South Street, they were all half-smashed. Even Mo found herself buzzed despite her efforts to remain completely sober. There was breathing room there, but they still had to stand by the bar.

"So what's the game plan now, ladies?" Angie asked. 

Patty wandered back from the jukebox and said, "There's actually some room here and some good songs on the jukebox, so I think we make camp and do a little dancing." There was a small space that passed for a dance floor in the middle of the bar, but no one was up there.

"I don't want to dance if no one else is." Mo said.

"If you guys get up there I will," Katy said.

"Remember, tonight is the night to cut loose," Patty reminded her friend.

Angie quickly volunteered to watch the coats and their drinks and Katy and Patty dragged Mo out to dance. Katy found a CD of early 90's dance music and selected a couple tracks. Their dancing drew some attention from the people sitting right by the dance floor, but after a couple minutes those people went back to drinking and ignored them, especially after one guy's girlfriend smacked him for checking out Katy's ass. The girls had a good time up there and soon forget there was even anyone around them, except that Katy noticed a table of about six guys watching them from the back of the bar. They were all in their early twenties and it made Katy feel sexy to be checked out by a bunch of good looking young men so she put a little something extra in her moves for the boys.

A couple stools had actually opened at the bar and when the ladies went back over to Angie, Mo sat beside her and knocked back a pint. "Don't forget you've got to drive us back to suburbia," Katy warned.

A young guy with dark hair spilling out of a backward baseball cap and wearing jeans and a rugby shirt approached the women and introduced himself.

"Hey ladies, I'm Mike. My friends and I are sitting at that table back there we couldn't help but notice that none of you have any beads."

Katy couldn't believe what she was hearing. Patty actually burst out laughing and was the first one to speak. "You're kidding, right? You think we're just going to walk back there and flash you our tits?"

Mike reddened, but he kept with it. "Something like that. We're willing to negotiate."

"Tell you what, Mike. You go around and ask every other woman in here first and if you can get three of them to do it we'll consider it. And don't try to cheat, we'll be watching." Katy said.

"Are you crazy? I'm not taking my top off." Angie said as soon as Mike walked away.

"Don't worry about it. I'm guessing there's only about fifteen other women in here and most of them are with guys. I don't think we have anything to worry about."

Unfortunately Katy wasn't quite right. Mike and another of his friends worked the room, each with strands of beads over their arms, and they convinced five women to pull up their tops. Two of them only pulled up their shirts to show their bras, but the others flashed their breasts for the whole bar to see. And so much for Katy's boyfriend theory because one guy obviously worked hard to convince his reticent girlfriend to do it. And another girl, who looked to be about twenty, pulled off her shirt to show a cute, perky little set of breasts and the fact that she hadn't been wearing any bra at all. When Mike returned with his friend, who he introduced as Leo, he had a triumphant grin.

"I hate to have to tell you guys," Katy started, but was interrupted by Patty.

"We're not really impressed by beads. What else do you guys have to offer?" Patty said.

"What are you doing?" Mo said under her breath.

"Don't worry, I just want to have fun with these boys. I haven't had a chance to play with boys in a long time." Patty answered, returning her attention to Mike.

"Like I said, we can negotiate. Why don't you ladies join us at our table?"

"I don't know..." Angie said.

"My feet are killing me in these heels, so I will be more than happy to." Patty said and started following the boys without checking to see if any of the others were with her.

"Let's go," Katy said. "Let's live dangerously." The other two women didn't look thrilled, but they followed her.

"Have a seat ladies," said one of the boys, who identified himself as Ted, a broad chested blonde boy with a toothy smile. He introduced the others at the table as well. There was a lanky, pale boy with black hair called Andy, Cal a heavyset kid with brown hair, and Tai, a tall black kid with a smooth head. There was only one open seat and Angie snagged it, leaving the others wondering what they were supposed to do. There weren't any other open seats in the whole bar. Ted kicked back in his seat and looked up at Patty. She gave him a knowing smile and sat down on his lap. Katy was thinking that she had no intention of sitting in anyone's lap when Mike grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down into his. 

"Comfy?" Mike asked with a cocky grin.

Katy wiggled her butt around and answered, "Sure, if you are."

That left Mo standing and after a moment of hesitation she settled down onto Andy's lap stiffly.

"So we kept our part of the bargain, how about you ladies? Are you going to keep yours?" Ted asked, putting an arm around Patty, who was sitting facing the side with her breasts practically in his face. His hand rested on her knee.

"We came over to see what we could do for you boys that wouldn't involve taking our clothes off," Patty said.

"Something within reason," Katy added.

"I told them we could work something out, but it would have to be something damned good considering what we would be missing." Mike said, nakedly eyeing up Katy and Mo's chests.

"Come on, won't you just give us a little peek?" Cal asked. 

"You just saw those young girls, why do you even want to see us?" Mo countered.

"Because those girls have probably been showing what they've got all night. They're hammered and it's no big deal to them, but with you guys it's different. I can tell you're not whipping your tops off every other block." Mike said.

"And I know I would rather see a woman than a girl anyway." Added Ted.

"Even if we would consider doing it," Patty said, which brought her a look of pure venom from Angie, "we're certainly not going to get topless in a crowded bar. Sorry, boys, but if you don't want anything else you're out of luck."

"We could always go back to our place," Cal said hopefully.

"Let's start with a dance and see where it goes from there." Ted said, taking Patty by the hand over to the jukebox. They selected a couple tunes and moved onto the tiny dance floor and through the first song Ted kept trying to get as close as possible to Patty and she'd let him think he was getting somewhere before moving off. She was definitely enjoying teasing the young man. The second song was slower and Ted pulled her in close. The first couple times he put his hands on her ass she moved them back up to her waist, but after a couple more tries Ted succeeded and he rested his hands on her butt.

"We should join them. I know you like to dance," Mike said.

Katy had to think about it. Being pawed by the young man would be bad, but it did look like Patty was having fun teasing Ted and Katy could be a shameless flirt when she wanted to be. "Okay, but you'd better behave yourself."

Mike did behave himself, more or less. He didn't just grab her ass, but he did keep his hands as low on her waist as he could get away with. He also held her very close, crushing her breasts into his chest. Mike was a good dancer and Katy enjoyed being in his arms. She could tell he was enjoying it too when she got really close and knowing she was giving the young man a hard on gave her a thrill. When the song ended Katy realized, with some embarrassment, that her nipples were rock hard and poking through her top. 

When they were all seated again Cal ordered up a round of shots and Katy found hers went down very easy. As the warmth spread through her Mike rested his hand on her leg and she found she didn't mind at all. She was glad she wasn't the only one, though. Ted had Patty very close, so her breasts were practically rubbing his face and Mo was sitting very still on Andy's lap, causing Katy to wonder if something was going on over there. Angie was chatting with Cal, but was very careful to keep her distance. Katy thought her friend should loosen up. There was nothing wrong with harmless flirting.

On Fat Tuesday the South Street bars close early to avoid trouble and it was barely midnight when the bartender announced last call. Over Katy's protest Tai ordered a final round of shots and Mo took one this time. That does it, Katy thought, she's not driving home now. She knew she was in no condition to drive and hoped that Angie was as sober as she seemed. Mike again suggested that they go back to their place to continue partying and just as Katy was going to say she didn't think it was such a good idea, Mo piped up.

"Sounds like fun," Mo said, to the shock of her friends. Even Patty, who seemed to be getting very close to Ted was surprised.

"I think we really should be getting back," Angie said, clearly ready to get out of there.

"If you'll excuse us for a minute, boys," Patty said, getting unsteadily to her feet and leading the other women away from the table.

"We are not going to that house." Angie said firmly.

"I think it'll be fun. They seem like good guys." Mo said. She was all flushed and visibly drunk.

"You're crazy." Angie told her.

"Are you okay to drive?" Patty asked Angie.

"I will be in a little while, I think. I didn't do those shots. Obviously our designated lush here isn't," Angie said, ribbing her friend.

"You guys told me I should cut loose."

"I think we should go over for one drink. Ted, Mike and Cal share a place and Ted told me it's only a couple blocks away, so I don't see the harm. And after that you'll be ready to drive, Angie, and we can go home. What do you think, Katy?" Patty said.

"I'm not ready to go home just yet. I'm having a pretty good time."

"I don't believe you guys. It's like you're all teenagers again." Angie said, realizing she wasn't going to win. "Just remember we're all married."

"It's okay, Ang. We're not going to get in any trouble," Katy reassured her friend.

The guys were thrilled the women were coming home with them and they walked as a group over to the Colonial era townhouse that the three of them shared. It was three stories with a living room and kitchen on the first floor, two bedrooms and the bathroom on the second, and a third, loft-sized bedroom on the third. While Tai put on some music, Cal and Mike got everyone fresh drinks. 

The living room was quite small and it was crowded with so many people. Mo sat on the couch with Andy and Tai, while Katy again ended up on Mike's lap, this time in a recliner in the corner. Ted and Patty disappeared into the kitchen while Cal, Leo and Angie sat at the small table in the narrow dining room that joined the other two rooms. The living room was dimly lit and the way the recliner was situated Katy really couldn't see what was going on in the couch. It sounded like Angie and Cal had started playing quarters in the dining room and Katy could hear talking, but not specific conversation over the music. 

Katy heard the ringing of a quarter landing in a shot glass, followed by Patty and Angie cheering. Another bounce and silence. Mike was becoming a bit handsy and Katy thought it would be a good time to get up, especially since she knew she was letting him get away with too much.

"We'd better see what's happening in there." Katy said, struggling out of Mike's lap, which exposed a lot of leg to the young man. When she got up it seemed to her that Mo jumped between the two boys, but all their attention was on the game of quarters in the dining room. "What's going on?" Katy asked.


Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 02



©2005 JW Omnimedia. All Rights Reserved.

(Author's Note: This story contains the theme of adultery without punishment or reprisal for the adulterer, so if that type of story makes you angry, this may not be the story for you. If you read it anyway, don't bother sending me messages that you don't approve of her behavior. It's a STORY, not reality. Yes, I know adultery is wrong in real life. Thanx.)

"Mike keeps asking about you," Mo said, taking a gulp from her big red plastic cup. 

"I know, you keep telling me," Katy answered between sips of her own beer. She hadn't had nearly as much as her friend, but she knew she had to drive at some point and it was starting to get late. If she slowed down now she should have a couple hours to make sure she was sober enough to drive.

"You've never told me not to tell you."

"I'm just wondering what you're up to, that's all. Are you trying to convince me to commit adultery?"

"Again."

"Yes, again, and keep your voice down. We all took a vow to never speak of that night again, remember?" None of their other friends who were with them that night had brought it up in the months since their girls' night out, but Mo was still in contact with two of the boys they'd met that night, and one of those boys, Andy, was roommates with Mike, the one Katy had fooled around with.

The DJ at the front of the room was loud, so Mo had to lean close to Katy not to shout. The beef and beer they were at was crowded and Katy did have a point. You never knew who might overhear what.

"No, I'm not encouraging you to cheat on Brian. I love Brian, but you've never told me to blow Mike off for you, so I'm just wondering what's going through your mind."

Katy sighed and refilled her beer from the pitcher on their table. It wasn't that she wanted to cheat on her husband again. She felt guilty about the first time, even though the hour or so of mindblowing sex had been amazing. It was just that she liked knowing that Mike was interested. Katy didn't think she'd have a boy ten years her junior chasing after her at thirty-two and it felt good. Actually feeling him had felt even better, but Katy forced those thoughts from her mind. Over the last couple months the memory hadn't diminished at all.

It wasn't that Katy, or any of her other friends for that matter, had set out to cheat. They'd just gone for their traditional girls' night out on Fat Tuesday and ran into a group of younger guys. The four of them went back to the guys' place to sober up before heading home, but then one of the girls, Angie, lost at quarters and the women ended up flashing the younger men. Trouble had been brewing all evening and that just pushed things over the edge. Katy had been sitting on Mike's lap, but until that point she'd kept him at bay for the most part. After flashing her breasts, though, it was a different story and the handsome young man successfully got her into his bed. He was the first man she'd slept with, other than her husband, since she was nineteen. All of the women had gotten into similar trouble as a mixture of alcohol and horniness clouded their judgment. Mo went over the top, being double-teamed by two of the boys. Mo was also the only woman not technically married, as her husband had walked out a few months before. Mo was also the only one still in contact with her young lovers. Through those young guys Katy was seeing a side of Mo she didn't know existed, and she'd known Maureen Kelly since they were both in jumpers and knee socks in grammar school. 

"I guess I'm flattered that Mike's interested, but you can tell him nothing else is going to happen. I'm a happily married woman and I'm not going to step out on Brian again."

Mo grinned and said, "Even if the sex was unbelievable?"

Katy smiled herself, thinking about Mike pounding her from behind. "Yes, even if the sex was unbelievable. I'm not that kind of girl. At least, not anymore!"

The women toasted to that went back out to dance with each other. Mo was Katy's date for the beef and beer because it was Brian's poker night and that was something he never missed. He played with four other guys from his softball team and they rotated from house to house every month. Tonight the guys were at her house and that was another reason Katy wanted to be out. She loved her husband's friends and had a good time partying with them, but when they were playing cards she felt like she was just in the way so she usually made herself scarce. 

It was a little before eleven when the women returned to their table and Mo found a text message on her cell phone. Her whole face lit up as she read it Katy could guess who it was from. Mo stepped outside to make a call and when she returned she said, "You don't mind if I cut out early, do you? This thing seems to be winding down anyway."

"Gee, I wonder where you're off to."

"Two guesses."

"How long do you plan to keep this thing up? I mean, I'm glad you're happy and you're having fun, but it does seem a little strange."

"What's the strange part, that a separated mother of two from the suburbs is sleeping with two college guys, or that I'm doing them both at the same time?" Mo was all smiles.

"I don't even know where to begin!"

"Tai and Andy are great guys and I think we all understand that it's all about fun. It's not like any of us think this is a relationship. I was married for eight years, I don't want a relationship, but I do want to have fun and having two young studs at my disposal is definitely fun. Sometimes it's more fun than I can handle. You have no idea what all that attention is like."

Actually, Katy did have an idea, although that had been a long time ago and after keeping the secret for fourteen years she wasn't about to spill it now. "As long as everyone is safe and happy that's all that matters. But just think of what the other moms in the PTA would say!"

"Those uptight bitches would be jealous if they had any sense."

"Watch it, you used to be one of those uptight bitches."

"Too true." Both women laughed and toasted again.

The boys were there to pick Mo up in twenty minutes, which meant they'd already been on the way when she got their first message. Katy went outside to meet them with Mo, since she planned on leaving when her friend did. When they saw Katy they rolled down the windows on their SUV and called out to her.

"Hey, why haven't you come around, Katy?" Andy shouted from the passenger seat. "I know Mike would love to see you." He was a tall, lanky kid with floppy hair.

"Yeah, why don't you come with us? We can get Mike on the phone and get him to meet up with us somewhere." Tai added. He was a tall, broad black kid in his early twenties with a smooth, shiny head.

"Sorry guys, but I need to get home to my husband." Katy answered.

"Eh, that doesn't sound like fun. You'd have much more fun with us," Tai said.

"Even if we don't find Mike, the four of us could have fun."

"That sounds great guys, but I don't want to cut in on Mo's action."

"I've always had a fantasy about sisters." Andy said. Although the women weren't sisters, with their fair coloring, freckles, and auburn hair they'd always been mistaken as such. 

"Sorry, guys, but Katy's got to go home, so you'll have to find another way to fulfill your fantasies." Mo said.

"Well, I do have a couple new ideas," Andy said as Mo climbed into the vehicle.

"If you change your mind hon, you know where to find us." Tai said before the three of them pulled away.

Seeing the boys again brought back all the memories of that night and although she tried, Katy just couldn't keep it off her mind as she drove home. She recalled coming out of the bathroom after fucking Mike to find Mo in the other bedroom, sandwiched between Andy and Tai. She stood in the doorway and watched, unable to tear her attention away and then Mike had found her there and pulled up her skirt. He made her cum for the fourth and final time that night while she watched her friend. Katy couldn't remember the last time she'd had so many orgasms in so short a time. Just thinking about it was making her hot and she hoped that Brian's friends didn't stay too late so she could drag him up to their bedroom.

When she arrived at home, Katy saw that while the guys' cars were still there, her husband's work van was not. Going inside Katy found the guys sitting around the collapsible poker table in the living room, but Brian's seat was empty. She was hit with a cloud of cigar smoke, which pissed Katy off since she'd told her husband to keep those things outside.

"Hey guys, where's Brian?" She asked.

"He got an emergency call, something about broken pipes and a flooding basement. He didn't go into any details before he ran out the door." Gerry said. He was facing the front door and was the first one to see Katy come in. He was also one of three of the guys puffing away on a stogie. 

"But he said we didn't have to stop playing. He said to make ourselves at home, though he didn't think he'd be back for quite some time," Max said, looking back over his shoulder, sweeping his ice blue eyes over Katy as she took her coat off and hung it up in the closet.

"Sure, you guys are always welcome," Katy said, only half-lying. Brian's friends were always welcome, but she was disappointed he wasn't home because she was horny as hell and didn't feel like entertaining. She was especially wary of Max Donato as he'd always relentlessly flirted with her and even tried to play grab-ass when he thought he could get away with it. Katy knew he was just being a guy, and thought he was kind of cute, so she'd always played along as long as he didn't go too far. But if he knew how she was feeling at the moment he might be tempted to push his luck.

"You look hot tonight, babe. What's the occasion?" Max asked.

"A girl can't just get dressed up for no reason?" She cocked her hip and put a hand on it, fixing Max with a playful glare. "Actually, I was at a beef and beer with Mo."

"Well, I bet you were the hottest thing there," Den Buckley said. He liked to flirt like Max, but he never went beyond words, he was too nice a guy to try and grope someone else's wife. Besides, his wife would kill him if she found out.  

"Better watch what you say, Den, your wife was there too." Katy joked.

"It's okay, we all know you're hotter than Den's wife," Jeff added. "No offense, Den."

"Why would that offend me?" Den replied, throwing popcorn across the table at his friend.

"Don't make too much of a mess guys, since I'll be the one stuck cleaning it up."

"That's an incentive to be messy. I don't think I'm alone in wanting to see you on your hands and knees with a dustpan in that skirt." Jeff said.

"I'll take that as a compliment," Katy laughed. She could tell the guys were lit and therefore were going to be in top form. She could either hide upstairs or join in the fun. She went through to the kitchen and fetched herself a beer. "Do you guys need anything while I'm in here?"

"A beer would be great," Den called out and Gerry added that he could use one too. 

"I'll let you know what I need when you come back out." Jeff said.

"Let's hear you say that when Brian's around," Katy said, coming out of the kitchen with three bottles of beer.

"If I had a wife I'd expect him to say the same thing. I'd be insulted if he didn't!" Jeff laughed.

"Like there's a woman who'd put up with you," Den said.

"I can think of a really good reason a woman would put up with me," Jeff replied, grabbing his crotch.

"Do tell," Katy said.

"Gentleman please, there's a lady present," Max said with mock seriousness.

"It's okay, Jeff's just telling me he's a big prick." Katy said sweetly, which brought a hearty laugh from all the guys.

As Katy bent down to hand Gerry his beer she caught him looking right down the V-neck of her red, clingy sweater. She paused, wondering just how long he would continue to stare and Gerry kept right on looking. "Enjoying the view?" Katy asked.

"Uh, yeah, it's great," said Gerry, who at least had the grace to appear embarrassed at getting caught.

Katy turned to hand Den his beer and when she made sure not to lean into him he complained, "What, I don't get the same show Gerry did?"

"You guys are all pigs," Katy said with a sigh, but she did bend over, giving Den a perfect look down her sweater. She was wearing a lacy red bra with skinny, double linguini straps that connected with tiny bows. It was one of Katy's favorite bras and she was glad she was wearing something nice if she was going to be showing it off. Den took a five from the pile of money in front of him and before she could react, he stuffed it down Katy's sweater. "Hey!" She objected, but she took the bill out of her sweater and kept it.

"Sorry, but I always tip the waitresses at the casinos."

"Not like that, you don't. Besides, I hope you guys don't think I'm here to serve you."

"It makes the card came a lot more fun," Max interjected.

"Maybe I'd better go upstairs and change before your heads explode."

"No," the guys shouted as a chorus. "Just hang out for a while," Max added.

Katy pretended to think it over and said, "Okay, but you guys have to behave yourselves."

She sat on the arm of the couch, being careful to pull her skirt down, and watched the guys play for a while. Once they got back into their game there were fewer comments directed her way as they concentrated on their hands. Gerry was the biggest winner so far as the pile of money in front of him was the largest. It appeared to Katy that the guys were mostly playing with ones and fives. They weren't high stakes players. Max was in second place, followed by Jeff and it seemed that Den was in danger of going out of the game at any moment, but he played his game wisely, folding when he knew he had no chance. Jeff won the next couple hands and the pile of money in front of Gerry shrank. Max seemed to be the savviest player of all, knowing just how to bluff his friends and strike for big money when he could. Katy knew enough about poker to follow along with the action, although she wasn't much of a player.

Jeff drained his beer and asked Katy to get him another one. She decided to be a good hostess and get it for him without arguing, although she regretted it when she brought him out the beer and he didn't take it from her until she leaned as she did for Gerry and Den. He offered her a single, but instead of letting him put it down her sweater she offered him the waist of her skirt, figuring there was less chance of trouble that way. After that Katy found herself serving all the guys as they needed fresh beers and she got into teasing them. She liked the fact that she had them squirming in their seats and after all, it wasn't fair that she was the only person there who was horny. She was also making pretty good tips.

But the guys didn't leave well enough alone. Jeff "accidentally" swept some of his money on the floor and asked Katy if she'd pick it up for him. She shot him a look, but then walked over, with an extra switch in her hips, and turned her back to him, bending at the waist to pick up the spilled money. Katy had a world-class ass and Jeff got a great view of it in the tight denim skirt she wore. It was above the knee and rode up in the back when she bent over. The denim clung to those two juicy globes, which were practically in his face. As an added benefit, Max got the best look down the front of her sweater of the night, seeing her 36c's straining against her bra.

Katy was the beneficiary of excellent genes, since she did virtually nothing to keep herself in shape. Her stomach was flat and her freckle-dusted breasts firm. Her ass looked incredible in jeans, a fact that didn't escape her attention. While not a Playboy model, Katy knew she had a great body and didn't mind showing it off, within reason, of course.

When Katy felt Jeff's hand on her ass she straightened right up and spun on him. "Now that's just playing dirty."

"It's the only way I know how to play." He smiled. 

She grabbed his face with her free hand and leaned in close. "I should give you a spanking for that, but I'll let it slide this time," then she blew him a kiss.

Den took a pull from his beer and said, "If I misbehave, please don't let it slide."

"You don't have enough money in front of you for that," Katy laughed and dumped the money she'd picked up off the floor all over Jeff.

"Why don't you jump in the game, Katy?" Max asked. "Maybe you can win back some of the money Brian lost before he had to leave."

"I don't think I'd be winning any money back. You guys would eat me alive."

Max gave her a wolfish grin.

"We promise to take it easy on you." Gerry said. 

Katy thought about it and decided to give it a shot. She had some money in her purse, plus what the guys had given her. She didn't think she'd win, but she was having a good time hanging around with the guys. She got her money and took Brian's vacant seat. They were playing Texas Hold Em and the guys gave Katy a quick lesson on how to play and bet. The first couple hands she folded right away, but she stayed in on the next and lost. After that, however, she won several hands in a row. She suspected the guys were taking it easy on her, but if they were willing to part with their money she wasn't going to complain. After an hour of play Katy had won a mix of hands and grown more confident. It was after midnight and she was beginning to wonder when Brian would be back. She was still horny as hell and hoped he wouldn't be too tired to make love when he got back from working.

The phone rang and Katy took a break, going into the kitchen to answer it. It was her husband. "Hi honey, where are you?"

"I'm at one of those big micromansions in the Lincoln Fields development. The good news I'm charging them out the ass for being out here. The bad news is that I'm getting the feeling I'm going to be here all night. Pipes broke, the basement flooded, and the sump pump isn't working."

"Let them swim in their basement. I want you to come home." Katy pouted.

"Really? Why are you so eager to have me home?"

"If you're going to stay out and work, you're not going to find out."

"Aww, that's no fair. You looked great when you left tonight. You know I love those boots." She was wearing knee-high black boots with a three-inch-plus heel and knew they were her husband's favorite. They made the Katy the perfect height for Brian to line up and... Well, at the moment she didn't want to think about it. "I was looking forward to you coming home," he said.

"Oh well, too bad for you. The guys are still here, maybe one of them would like to take your place."

"I can hear them in the background. I'm sure all of them would like to take my place. Especially Max."

Right on cue, Max came into the kitchen to get another beer. "Is that Brian?" He asked.

"Yes, he's still stuck working."

"Brian," Max said, knowing his friend would be able to hear him, "I'll put Katy to bed for you, if you'd like."

"Yeah, tell him to stay out of my bedroom." Brian laughed.

"He says the bedroom is a no fly zone," Katy conveyed. 

"How about the kitchen?" Max asked, making a mock grab at her ass.

"I hope the guys aren't being too rowdy. I told them they could finish the game, but feel free to kick them out whenever you're ready," Brian said.

"It's fine. We're having a good time, they're showing me how to play poker."

"Don't let them steal all your money. You can't trust those guys."

"Don't worry, I've got them all right where I want them," Katy told her husband and stuck her tongue out at Max.

"Well, let me get back to work. I'll be home whenever I'm finished, but it could be sun-up. Love ya, babe."

"Love you too," Katy said and cradled the cordless phone.




Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 02



"Sounds like Brian's going to be gone all night." Max said, coming closer to Katy.

"It's okay, I'm a big girl. I can manage." She took to a step to the right, but he had her between the counter and the fridge.

"Are you sure? I don't mind staying the night if you need someone to look after you." He pressed into her, pinning her against the counter. At 6'1", Max would have towered over her if not for her high-heeled boots. As it was she was just a couple inches shorter than him and when he pressed against her she clearly felt the bulge in his jeans. Those blue eyes gazed down at her and Katy was painfully reminded of how attractive Max was and how horny she felt. Brian picked the wrong night for an emergency call.

"Yeah, I'm sure, but thanks for the offer. I'm sure Brian would appreciate you looking out for me like that, though." She stood very still, not wanting to cause any friction against him.

"Just as long as you know I'm here for anything you need." Max had a hand on Katy's hip and he slid it back to her ass. When she didn't move it he pulled her against him and she gasped when she felt his bulge grind into her. He brought his lips close to hers and they just barely brushed when she pushed Max back.

"We'd better get back into the living room before the guys start talking," Katy said breathlessly. She squeezed past him and walked to the living room, hoping she wasn't too flushed.

"What kept you guys?" Jeff asked as she took her seat.

"Nothing, I was just talking to Brian." She grabbed her beer and sucked half of it down.

"Is he on his way home then?" Gerry asked.

"No, he called to say he wouldn't be home for sometime, but he told me I could kick your sorry butts out anytime I wanted, so watch your step guys."

They got back down to playing and Katy discovered her beginner's luck abandoned her. It took less than an hour for her to work through all her money. It was about one in the morning and Katy felt quite drunk. She decided it was time to kick the guys to the curb and head off to bed.

"It looks like I'm out guys. I think it's the end of the road," she told her husband's disappointed friends. 

"Yeah, I guess it's getting late." Gerry said.

"We don't have to stop now. I'll stake you, Katy." Jeff offered.

"We'll all chip in. Just stick it out for a few more hands," Den said.

"I don't want your money guys."

"You could still stay in the game," Jeff offered with a leer.

Katy glared at him. "I am not playing strip poker."

"You don't have to take your clothes off," Max said, "if you don't want to. How about something else?"

"What do you have in mind?" Katy knew all the beer impaired her judgment and that she should just throw the guys out. Beer always went right to her head. Katy blamed the bubbles. She was sure they were trying to maneuver her into something naughty, but she didn't think they would push it too far since they were Brian's friends. Wasn't there some sort of code among guys?

"How about something simple? If you lose a hand the winner gets to ask you a question. Any question at all and you have to answer." Max said.

"Sounds like truth or dare to me. We are all grown ups, right?"

"No dare, just truths. Does everyone agree to that?" Max asked and all his friends nodded.

Katy knew it could backfire on her, but she agreed, intrigued by the game. She knew they'd be asking her some dirty questions, but she wasn't a shrinking violet, she'd answer them, if for no other reason than to prove she was tougher than they thought.

Den won the first hand that Katy stayed in and asked, "Have you ever kissed a girl?"

"Sure, just fooling around. It makes you guys nuts."

"Was it a real kiss?" Gerry asked.

"Sorry, just one question per hand," she teased.

Den won the next hand too and asked her to elaborate on her first answer.

"On the lips, no tongue and there was nothing sexual about it. Sorry to disappoint you guys."

"It's still hot," Gerry said.

"You need to get out more." Jeff said.

Max won the next hand and asked who at the table she was most attracted too.

Katy almost lied, just to avoid giving Max any satisfaction, but she was truthful. "Why you, of course, darling." She smiled sweetly and said, "If it wasn't for Brian I'd jump you right here." What he didn't know was that as horny as she felt that may have been true.

"Hey, what about me?" Jeff said.

"You're okay," Katy said and stuck her tongue out at him.

"Keep that thing to yourself unless you plan to use it."

She smiled and flipped him the bird.

Jeff won the next hand and asked her, "Spit or swallow?"

"Swallow, of course. Spitting would be rude."

"That what I like to hear."

Max won again and wondered, "When did you lose your virginity?"

"Almost sixteen. It was my high school boyfriend."

"I knew it! He always claimed he got it, but I never believed him." Max said. He went to high school with both Katy and Brian.

"He talked about it?" Katy wasn't really shocked. He was a teenaged boy after all. Even after all these years she could remember the hump in the backseat of his Camaro pressed into the small of her back while he rode her. It wasn't an enjoyable experience and Katy didn't find out how great sex could really be until almost a year later. Once she knew she was hooked.

"Are you kidding? It's all he could talk about for a week." 

"Lucky bastard," Gerry said.

"I hope he had good things to say."

"Let's just say I already knew the answer to the spit or swallow question," Max smirked.

Katy turned deep red. "When do I get to ask some questions?"

"If one of us runs out of money." Jeff answered. He won the next hand and asked, "Have you been with more than one guy?"

"I thought we'd established that. At least two, right?" Katy mocked.

"I meant at the same time, babe."

Katy was silent. This was a question she did not want to answer. Whatever they were thinking already, it would be much worse if she told the truth. But she knew if she refused to answer that was just as good as an admission. Her prolonged silence was already an admission of sorts. They all stared at her expectantly. Shit, Katy thought. Why do I get myself into these situations?

"Yes, I have, but it was a long time ago and that's all I'm going to say about it, so don't even push." By her tone the guys could tell she was serious and none of them pushed the issue.

Katy couldn't be sure the guys were cheating, but it was funny how she didn't win another hand after that. The more questions they asked her, the more comfortable she became and Katy found herself giving out more and more information. The guys found out that doggie was her favorite position and that the strangest place she'd ever done it was in the changing area at a water park. They asked where it was her fantasy to do it and she said in the changing room at a department store. The risk of getting caught was something that really excited her. Den asked if she masturbated and she truthfully answered rarely, although she was sure tonight would be one of those rare occasions.

On the next hand, Gerry followed up with, "How do you do it? Do you use your hand or a toy?"

"I can't believe you guys. I'm not going to have any secrets when this is done." Katy protested.

"That's the idea," Jeff said.

"You guys have to promise this stays between us. I don't think Brian would be too thrilled this game went so far." The guys swore their secrecy and Katy believed them because she knew they wouldn't want to face her husband's wrath if he found out. "I use my hand. I have a toy, but I almost never use it." It was a big, rubber dildo and the last time it was out Brian had used it on her, while she went down on him.

"Can we see it?" Den asked.

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Because, I said. Deal the next hand." Katy looked at her cards and even though she knew she had no chance of winning she stayed in. She was having too much fun now.

Gerry won again and asked, "Is it the size, or how you use it?"

"The size," Katy answered without hesitation. She knew it wasn't fair, but size at always been important to her. A big cock got her off in a way nothing else could. All the guys were staring at her and she added, "I mean, average is good, but if you're small, sorry, it doesn't nothing for me. And thick is more important than long." Katy couldn't believe she was telling her husband's friends about her preference in cock size.

"I guess we know Brian's hung like a horse then," Jeff said.

When Max won his next hand he got right down to it. "How about anal?"

"How about it? I've got a banana in the kitchen you could use."

"Haha. You know what I meant."

"I've done it and it can feel good if the situation is right. Why are guys so into that anyway?"

"Because I think it shows you're pretty much up for anything." Den answered.

"She wasn't lying about size," Jeff said, coming down the steps. He'd excused himself to the bathroom, but obviously he stopped in the bedroom because he came down carrying Katy's dildo. The flesh-colored toy was very thick and about ten inches long.

"Hey! Where'd you get that?" Katy shot to her feet and tried to grab the toy away, but Jeff kept it away from her. "Give it back."

"Maybe," Jeff laughed as he pushed her away and sat down. 

She realized that she was rubbing all against him as he played keep away and took her seat again. "You'd better give that back. Going in my drawers wasn't cool, asshole."

"Sorry, hon, curiosity just got the best of me. How can you blame me?" He gave the dildo a long sniff and pronounced, "Nice."

"Oh, please," Katy said.

She glowered across the table at Jeff while they played the next hand and when he won she was even more pissed, but wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of showing it. He slapped the dildo against his palm while he thought carefully about his next question. Katy stared at him with her arms crossed over her chest. "Can you deep throat?"

She found the question surprisingly tame. "I do all right. I've never had any complaints."

"Care to demonstrate?" Jeff replied, a challenge in his eyes.

"I'd blow every other guy in this room before I'd demonstrate on you." That got all the other guys to perk up and she said, "Calm down guys."

"I didn't mean me. Show us on the toy and that way you get it back."

"Give it here," Katy demanded with an outstretched hand. She was sick of Jeff taunting her with the dildo. He slapped it into her hand and Katy stared at the big toy. It was a bit more than she could comfortably take, but Katy was determined to put on a good show because she wanted to send Jeff home ready to cream in his pants. "I'd better get it wet first." She finished her beer and started licking up and down the veiny surface of the dildo. She felt kind of silly doing it to the toy, but as she looked around the room she found she had the guys' complete attention. She held the dildo in both hands as she licked all around it and then she took a deep breath and slipped her lips over the head. It was hard to get her small mouth around the thick toy, but Katy did her best and by relaxing took over half of it until it was past the back of her throat. The guys watched her like bobcats stalking elk and a couple of them even had their hands in their laps. Putting on her show made Katy feel incredibly sexy and it reminded her of when she'd flashed Mike and his friends. It had been such a turn on that she hadn't been able to control herself and Katy hoped she wasn't going to far tonight. She was still counting on Brian's friends being able to control themselves.

Katy slurped when she pulled the dildo out of her mouth and all the guys applauded. She stood up and took a bow, well aware they were all looking down her sweater as she did. Her pussy was throbbing and she knew she had to kick them out soon so she could take that dildo upstairs.

After Katy took her seat, Max dealt a new hand and he won it as well. Before he could speak, she warned, "No more tricks with the toy." It was lying on the table in front of her like a constant reminder of what she was missing.

"That wasn't what I had in mind. I was just wondering, since we've all sort of seen your bra, do the panties match?"

"Yes, always," Katy answered with relief. 

"I don't believe you," Jeff said.

"Yeah, why should we take your word for it?" Den said.

"Because you have to," Katy argued.

"Why do we have to?" Max asked, piling on.

"I should just show all you guys my panties?""

"As long as you're offering," Den said.

"I wasn't offering..."

"C'mon, we're all having fun here, just do it." Jeff said.

"How is that fun for me?"

"Like you're not enjoying teasing us all. It's written all over your face." Jeff replied.

Katy's only reply was a sly smile.

"So go ahead. It's not like we haven't seen you in a bikini. We see that every summer at the lake." Max chimed in. To help out, he reached over and took hold of the zipper that ran up the front of Katy's denim skirt. It was already up an inch or two, but Max tugged it another couple inches higher before she smacked his hand away.

"If I'm going to show you guys, I am perfectly capable of handling my own zipper." It was so much fun last time, Katy decided, why not? She didn't quite agree with Max, though. The red lace panties that matched her bra were skimpier than any bikini she owned, even the string ones. She pushed away from the table and stood up, staring at each of the men as she grabbed her zipper and drew it upward agonizingly slowly. She was sure her husband's friends all had aching cocks in their laps and she hoped this would be the thing to give that ass Jeff a painful case of blue balls. As the zipper came higher Katy was relieved that she always stayed on top of her personal grooming. Her legs were shaved and her pussy was trimmed back to just a little landing strip, which the boys would be able to see through her sheer panties. The skirt unzipped all the way to the waist and Katy unzipped it to the top. She pulled the two sides of the skirt apart and swiveled her hips. Four pairs of eyes were glued to her, memorizing everything thing from the waist down. Not only were her little red panties sheer, but she was also wearing thigh highs because she'd put a run in her last pair of black pantyhose before she left for the night. Thigh highs were usually reserved for special occasions with Brian. She thought she'd feel silly standing there with her skirt open, but the guys made her feel so sexy. If she got any wetter she knew they'd be able to see it on her panties. 

"Damn," was all Gerry could say. He was like a starving man staring down the last cracker on earth.

"That's nice, boys. Wow." Den exclaimed.

"Shit, do you always wear stockings? I fuckin' love those things." Jeff said.

"Just for you guys tonight," Katy joked.

Max was closest and got the best look. In fact, as he looked he got even closer and he could see that her panties were sticking to her swollen lips. "You're definitely enjoying this as much as we are."

"You're crazy," Katy told him, closing her skirt. She only zipped the skirt halfway before she sat back down.

"Let's see the bra." Jeff said.

"You've seen it. The way you were staring you could probably draw it from memory."

"We saw down your sweater, that's not like getting a good look at it. C'mon, we've already seen your panties. Is showing your bra worse?"

"You guys are getting out of hand."

"We haven't twisted your arm. You've been a willing, happy participant." Max said.

"Don't any of you feel bad about ogling your friend's wife?"

"Don't you feel bad about showing his friends your panties, or letting us look down your top? Come on, don't play innocent now," Max countered.

"You want to show us just as bad as we want to see, so stop playing games." Jeff said bluntly. "We tipped you before for flashing us, so here you go." He took twenty dollars from his winnings and threw them across the table to her. Gerry added thirty and Den contributed twenty. Only Max didn't contribute and Katy looked at him. 

"I've got twenty more for you, but the top comes off and stays off. I'm not paying for just a flash." Max said counting out the money.

Katy stared at the money in Max's hand and then into those cool blue eyes. She knew she was crossing a line and she was only going to get into more trouble from here, but Katy grabbed her sweater with trembling hands and pulled it off. The guys cheered and her heart was beating so quickly Katy was sure she was going to pass out. The lace cups of her bra barely contained her breasts and like the panties it was so sheer that her thick, wine-colored nipples were obvious. Her nipples were achingly hard, begging to be played with. The room was deadly silent.

Jeff counted out another fifty and ordered, "Lose the skirt." When no one responded, he added, "Ante up guys."

The pile of money in front of Katy grew to well over three hundred dollars, but it wasn't really about the money. As much as they needed the cash, not even Katy could lie to herself about it. And the pretext of the poker game was over. Everything she did now was because she wanted to. Katy got up again and walked away from the poker table, into the open part of the living room. All the men turned to follow her with their eyes. 

Katy unfastened her thick black belt and unsnapped the skirt. She had to shimmy her hips to get the skirt down and it almost took her panties with it, but she made sure they stayed on. She kicked out of the skirt and in red bra and panties, black thigh highs and knee-high black boots Katy felt like a stripper. If there had been music she probably would have danced for them. She turned for the guys and when Den asked her to bend over she did so, sticking her round, firm ass out at them. She ran her fingers through her hair, which lifted her breasts and then gave another turn. The guys were hooting and hollering and she struck whatever posed they asked for. Katy wondered what was next and it didn't take long to find out.

Jeff was out of his seat and he stood in front of Katy. She made a feeble effort to push him away, but was pliant when he grabbed her and kissed her. Her lips opened to his forceful tongue and he roughly grabbed her ass. She thought Jeff could be an ass, but she couldn't deny he was an excellent kisser. He pulled away and slid around behind her so the other guys could see what was going on. With one large hand he caught both her wrists and held them behind her back when Katy put up token resistance. He groped her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples through her bra and she moaned and melted back against him. Jeff pushed a hand down inside her panties and two finger slipped right inside her. Katy gasped and cried out, rising up on her toes to escape the invading fingers before pushing back down on them. "Ohhhh Gooodd..." she moaned, and Jeff released her hands. He flicked her bra clasp open and pulled her bra off so he could knead her bare breasts. Katy was so flushed with arousal that the freckles dusting her breasts almost disappeared. The men were staring at her like a piece of meat and Katy closed her eyes, riding the fingers that pushed in and out of her dripping pussy.

"Did you really think you'd get away with just being a cocktease tonight, Katy? As soon as I saw your panties I knew I was going to fuck you and I bet everyone here was thinking the same thing." Jeff whispered in her ear as he nibbled on the side of her neck. Katy didn't stop him, but prayed he didn't leave any marks. "You're so fucking wet I bet you were hoping for the same thing."

"Ohhh yesss..." Katy cried as Jeff dug his fingers deeper into her. The fire that had been burning between her legs was spreading to engulf her whole body. She felt another pair of hands on her and Katy's eyes snapped open to find Den standing in front of her. He grabbed both her breasts and pulled her fat nipples. Katy cried out and pushed her breasts into his hands. She didn't like it too rough, but Den had just the right touch. Jeff moved his other hand down below and found her clit, which made Katy moan, "Yessss..." She was grinding her ass back into Jeff's bulge and she reached out to grab Den through his jeans. He felt more impressive than Jeff, but she knew you couldn't really tell until the pants came off.




Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 02



Den went down on his knees and pulled her panties off, but left her stockings and boots in place. Jeff's hands moved to her breasts and Den lifted one leg over his shoulder. The sticky pedals of her lips spread open for Den and he dove right in, flicking his tongue from the base of her pussy all the way up to tickle her clit. Katy wailed and would have fallen if not for Jeff keeping her standing. Den fucked her with his tongue while slurping on her lips while Jeff mauled her breasts. Gerry had his pants down and was stroking a six-inch erection, which left Katy wondering how he felt about her big dick comments. Meanwhile, Max leaned back in his chair, content to watch the show for now.

"Aaaaiieee!!!" Katy wailed. The tightening ball of pleasure between her legs gave a last pulse, exploding outward, making it feel like even her hair tingled. Every nerve in her body winked on in pleasure like Christmas lights.

Katy was still rubber-limbed as Jeff pulled her over to the couch. He pulled her down on top of him when he sat and she was facing the room with her legs spread open obscenely. Her pussy was red and glazed, looking ready for more. Katy wasn't sure when Jeff took his jeans off, but they were gone and she felt his cock against her bare ass. As her strength came back she ground into him, feeling his prick twitch against her cheeks. In front of her, Den was getting rid of his clothes and Gerry kept right on stroking it.

"Put it in," Jeff breathed in her ear. Katy nodded and reached between her legs while rising up. She grasped his shaft and while he was just a head smaller than her husband, who was over seven inches, he was so thick she could barely close her hand around him. Katy was glad she was so wet if she was going to take his cock. In her high-heeled boots it was easy for Katy to ride Jeff. She sat down on him and moaned from low in her throat as she felt his girth stretch her wide. God, she hadn't felt a cock so thick in the longest time. Jeff had been right earlier. There was a good reason for a woman to put up with his bullshit. If he was filling her with that every night she might be able to put up with him herself. Katy moved her hips and bounced up and down on that filling shaft, thrilling at how it touched every part of her. She looked down and was excited by how filled she looked with her lips so stretched out. Jeff's hands were on her hips, forcing her down hard on him and her big breasts were bouncing violently as she rode him. The guys loved the show and were cheering while she fucked their friend. She reached down and massaged his large balls, which made Jeff grunt loudly and he thrust up into her.

"That's it, fuck me, Katy. Fuck me you little cocktease!" Jeff growled, grabbing her bouncing breasts and manhandling them.

"Uhnnn yeah, fuck Jeff, you're cock feels good. Mmmm..." Katy moaned. Brian always liked it when she talked dirty and over the years Katy had really gotten into it. When her husband told her she sounded like a porn star she took it was a compliment.

Den approached her, hold out his angry looking cock. Katy looked at the red, flared head and licked her lips while bouncing on Jeff's cock, relishing the part of the slut. She knew they were all going to fuck her now, so what else could she call herself? Right now it didn't seem like a negative at all. Den grabbed her and pulled her forward so his cock was staring her in the face. Den wasn't in as good shape as some of the other guys, and his brown hair was thinning on top, but he had a nice, juicy eight-inch cock and that was all that concerned Katy right now. He was great with his tongue before and that made him Katy's kind of guy. She'd been right, he was bigger than Jeff, but not nearly as thick, which made it easier for her to stretch her lips around him. Her nose filled with his scent as she fed his shaft into her mouth. She relaxed her throat and buried her nose in his nest of brown pubic hair. She sucked hard and heard Den moan in pleasure. She put a hand on his ass to hold him in her mouth while she sucked him and tickled his balls with her other hand.

In her new position, it was hard for Katy to fuck Jeff, but he picked up the slack, putting his hands on her waist and fucking her back and forth on his prick. The way he slammed her back and forth it was like she was impaled on one long cock as Den would slip from her mouth as Jeff pulled her back onto him. Katy felt stuffed to the gills and like a total sexual being. Her whole body pulsed with her satisfied pussy. She worked on her tongue on the underside of Den's cock and massaged his balls and in a few short minutes he shot his load, spewing thick cum down her throat and filling her mouth without warning. Katy choked as she tried to keep up and his cum dripping from her mouth onto the carpet when he pulled out. She licked her lips to clean up the mess while Den backed away and fell into a chair, obviously having trouble keeping his feet under him.

Jeff lifted Katy in the air and turned her to face him. She reached down and had his cock in position to slip right back inside her. She ran her hands under his polo shirt and felt his smooth, strong chest. Jeff's looks were a bit rough for her taste, but his strength was attractive. Their eyes locked and Katy saw the challenge in his. She grabbed his face and kissed him hard. Yes, his friend had just cum in her mouth, but he didn't pull away. He did, however, swat her ass hard and she gasped into their kiss. With her hands on his shoulders and her boots planted on the floor, Katy rode his cock as hard as she could and reached back for his balls. She was determined to make the tough bastard cum before she did.

"You like my pussy, is it nice and tight?" She moaned to Jeff. For the moment she'd forgotten she was putting on a show. Her attention was focused on Jeff.

"Feels nice, Katy. You fuck real good. I wanna feel you cum again." Jeff grunted, jacking his hips up to meet hers. 

"Ohhh....yeahhhhh....ohhhhhh....yeahhhh...fuck meeeeee....Jeffffff..." Katy howled. His cock felt so good inside her she realized holding out was out of the question. Her pussy squished as she fucked him and in seconds another orgasm was on her. "Uhhnnnnn...yeahhhhhh..."

"C'mon Katy, that's it. Cum for me slut," Jeff shouted. Her pussy was clenching his cock and they were slamming together so hard it felt like the couch would shatter beneath them. Suddenly, Jeff lifted her off him and tossed her onto her back beside him on the couch. He jerked his slimy cock and shot his load all over her, spraying her flat stomach and heaving breasts. She felt strangely disappointed that he pulled out at the last minute, but it felt dirtier that he came all over her. Once he'd drained himself, Jeff pulled up his pants and grabbed her panties from the floor, tossing them to her. "Better clean up for the next batter," he told her. Katy did her best to wipe up his spunk with her tiny panties, but she was still a mess. Gerry was watching her hungrily while he played with himself, but Max was the next out of his seat and he removed his clothes as he approached her.

Katy was happy to see a nice, large cock bobbing between Max's legs as he crawled onto the couch between her legs. She had one boot heel hooked on the back of the couch, while the other rested on the floor and she stared up at Max as he pushed into her pussy and moved on top of her. He was nice and filling, and she grasped him with her muscles as he sawed it in and out of her. If Katy liked them big, Max was built to please her. Her emerald eyes blazed as she looked up at him with lust. She could only imagine that after years of flirting with her Max couldn't have guessed that he would finally fuck her under these circumstances. He lowered himself so the dark hair on his chest tickled her nipples as he thrust inside her. Their faces were so close they almost touched.

"I'm going to be the last to leave tonight," Max whispered in her ear. "I want to fuck you without an audience."

"Mmm, yes," Katy moaned, digging her nails into his biceps. He was churning his hips faster and faster, driving inside her and she thrust her pussy back at him, pulling him a deeply as she could. Ripples of pleasure built to waves inside her, growing in power. She turned to see the three other men watching her get fucked and she felt so dirty her passion kicked into overdrive. Max grabbed her head and turned her back to look at him.

"Watch...while I...fuck you..." He growled, bearing his teeth.

"Ffffffuckkkk meeeeee!" Katy cried. She hooked her boots behind Max's back and pulled him into her, locking his cock inside her while she worked her hips. It put just enough pressure on her clit and her body was buffeted by another strong orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on Max and she felt him trying to pull back, but she whimpered, "Cum inside me, please Max." She'd been on The Pill for years and wasn't concerned about being knocked up. The way Jeff pulled out and came on her made Katy feel cheap and she didn't want Max to make her feel that way too. He kept his prick buried deep and she felt his seed spurt and fill her.

There was a very wet plop when Max pulled out of her and his cum oozed from her red, stretched pussy. Already her juices had made a stain on the couch and Katy ran her fingers between her legs to keep Max's spunk from adding to it. She wiped her hands off on her already dirty panties. Gerry was still sitting there watching and touching himself and she wondered what he was going to do. Perhaps he was alone among Brian's friends with a qualm about fucking her. Or maybe he didn't want to cheat on his wife. Katy didn't know what he was thinking, but she knew what his friends would think if he didn't do anything.

"Do you want to come over here?" Katy asked, rubbing her pussy invitingly. She also cupped one of her big breasts and pinched the nipple.

"If he's not going to knock off a piece I'm going again," Jeff pronounced. "Get over here, Katy." 

Slipping off the couch, Katy crawled to Jeff on her hands and knees. He was sitting by the poker table, with his back to it and his legs spread. His jeans were pulled up, but not fastened and Katy pulled them apart to reveal his semi-flaccid member. Even in this state she couldn't believe how thick he was. She grasped it with one hand and looked up at Jeff, brushing her hair out of her face. 

"I bet you'd really like me to give you head," Katy said in a husky voice. She licked her lips and gave the mushroom head in front of her a light kiss.

"You know it." Jeff groaned. 

"Then you'd better ask nicely." She was enjoying the eager look on his face as she dragged the head across her lips. Jeff was such a cocky bastard that she wanted to put him in his place.

"Teasing isn't fair, Katy."

"I guess I'll see how the other guys are doing then." 

Katy turned to crawl to Den, but Jeff grabbed her head and turned her back toward him. "Please suck my cock, Katy. Does that make you happy?"

"It'll do, I guess." She laughed softly and then opened her mouth as wide as she could and stretched her lips around him. It was tougher than she thought it would be and she couldn't suck more than half of his cock in. It must have looked obscene, she thought, to see her mouth stretched open so wide. She figured Jeff needed one of those women who could fit her fist into her mouth, or maybe a professional. She was drooling uncontrollably as she struggled to please him. Jeff was looking down at her with pure lust as he cradled the back of her head. When Katy's jaw tired, she pulled back and licked his cock from head to base, like a kitten with cream. She could taste herself on him, something she always enjoyed with her husband. Reaching his hairy balls, Katy gave them a tongue lashing too, even sucking them into her mouth and rolling them with her tongue. Jeff was moaning and flopping around in the chair like a fish out of water. She jerked off his wet shaft and sucked his balls knowing she had him right where she wanted him.

And in that position Katy was right where Gerry wanted her. Katy was so focused on Jeff that she didn't notice Gerry was there until he pushed her forward and pulled her legs apart. She only realized it was Gerry when he sank his cock into her, as he was smaller than his friends. Her pussy was so slippery there was no resistance and he pounded into her as hard as he could. Katy lifted her face from Jeff's prick long enough to encourage him with, "Fuck me, Gerry, give it to me hard!" Although he was smaller than his friends, he still felt good and Katy was moaning as she stretched her lips around Jeff's shaft once more.

Gerry reached down and played with her clit, making Katy arch her ass into the air as her pussy pulsed with delight. As she sucked on Jeff and took Gerry's cock she was able to glance around enough to see Den watching them with a smile, but she couldn't find Max and wondered what he thought of the show. It was the second time she'd taken two cocks that night, but she definitely liked it better on her hands and knees. 

Katy shouted around her mouthful of cock when she felt Gerry push a pussy-slicked finger into her tight asshole. It had been a long time since her husband had been back there and Katy might have told Gerry to stop if she'd been able, but Jeff had his hands on either side of her head and kept her in place. Once she adjusted, the finger in her ass felt great and her muscles relaxed enough to take a second finger. Gerry kept slamming his cock into her pussy while fingering her ass and Katy couldn't believe how full she felt. But even so she wasn't quite prepared when he pulled out of her pussy and she felt his cock knocking at her back door. Her screams were muffled by Jeff's cock as Gerry slowly pushed into her. He didn't feel so small anymore. In fact, he filled her asshole to the brim and Katy was so aroused that the pain of his invasion quickly passed and gave way to the most intense pleasure she'd felt all night. Katy closed her eyes tight and concentrated on the meat pistoning in and out of her tight ass. Every nerve back there sang in pleasure and Katy bucked back to meet his thrusts. When she started cumming it felt like it would never end. A series of small, building orgasms seemed to go on and on.

When she felt an invasion between her legs, Katy's eyes snapped open. What the hell was going on? Jeff still held her head in place while he fucked her mouth, but even with her limited field of vision Katy could tell Den was missing. For a second she thought he'd found a way to get under her and go for double penetration, but when she felt the thick invader between her legs Katy realized it was her dildo. She looked up at Jeff plaintively, feeling utterly powerless. This wasn't how it was supposed to go down. 

"That's right, Katy, Den is fucking you with that fat dildo of yours," Jeff chuckled. "We're gonna fuck the shit out of all your holes, honey!" With that, he began fucking her mouth hard, pushing so deep Katy could barely breathe. She became lightheaded, which only made the throbbing consuming her stronger. Soon it felt like her entire body pulsed and expanding until she was going to blow to pieces. Her vision became hazy and her limbs when weak. She was dimly aware of Jeff pulling her hair and him gushing into her mouth, while Gerry's fingers digging into her supple ass and then her vision went to bright colors and then to brilliant white.

Katy blinked rapidly and realized she was lying on the couch, but couldn't recall getting there. She was still nude except for her boots and stockings, but the guys were almost all dressed. Only Gerry was still fixing his clothes. She wondered how long she'd been out of it.

"Don't bother to get up, Katy. We can see ourselves out," Jeff said, collecting his money from the table.

"Yeah, it's getting late," Den said, conspicuously avoiding making eye contact with Katy. "Uh, Marsha's gonna wonder why I'm so late."

"Thanks for a great night." Gerry said. It was the definition of an understatement.

The guys gathered their stuff and Katy stayed where she was on the couch. She was still more than a little drunk and now exhausted. Only Max lingered behind, telling the other guys that he was going to help clean up before he left. Jeff gave him a knowing wink.

"Whatever, man. Like Gerry said, thanks for a fucking great night. See you again soon, Katy." Jeff said.

Once the guys were gone, Katy covered her face with her hands. "What did I just do?" Slowly, the reality of what had just happened sunk in.

"Do you really need a recap?" Max asked, amused.

"God, I'm a horrible slut. Did I really do all that?"

"Yeah, you did it, but I don't think it makes you a slut. We were all goofing around and things got out of hand. None of us can blame you, we were all here."

"What is Brian going to say? He's going to kill me!"

"I hope you don't plan on telling him. None of us wants that shit storm."

"Like he's not going to find out. Are all those guys going to keep their mouths shut?" Katy was close to panic.

"We've all got good reason to be quiet, we're all married, except for Jeff, and he'll keep his mouth shut because he knows we'll kick his ass if he opens it. Stop worrying and get yourself cleaned up. You look like a mess."

Katy pushed herself off the couch and looked down at herself. The cum running from between her legs stained the tops of her stockings and she felt it trickling from her ass too. Cum had dripped onto her chest and she felt it caked in her hair too. "Jeez, I look like a five dollar whore," she said.

"Take a shower you'll feel better."

It sounded like a great idea, so Katy gathered her clothes and went upstairs. With the water on as hot as she could stand it, she scrubbed her skin pink and washed her hair three times. She didn't step out of the shower until the hot water was running out and the bathroom was one thick cloud of steam. She wrapped herself in a big, fluffy towel and walked down to the bedroom, where she found Max sitting on her bed, naked.

"What do you think you're doing?" Katy asked. She felt clearheaded from her shower and just wanted to go to bed before she started thinking about what she'd done.

"Forget what I told you earlier?"

"What was that?" Katy couldn't help it, her eyes trailed down to his lap, where his prick, she guessed it had to be a nice nine inches, was sticking straight up. She felt a tightening between her legs and thought, I really am a slut.

"I said I was going to be the last to leave because I was going to fuck you without an audience. I want to be able to enjoy my time with you, since it probably won't come again."

"Maybe your time has passed. I went crazy before, but I know what I'm doing now." Katy said, walking toward the bed. She stopped right in front of Max.

"I'm well aware of that." Max looked up and there was no mistaking what was in her emerald eyes. He reached for her towel and pulled the knot out. She let it drop to the floor. Starting at her neck he slowly stroked his fingertips down her smooth skin, moving from one cluster of freckles to the next. It was common knowledge she tanned, but there were no tan lines. Her breasts, a large C-cup, were nearly perfect, her nipples titled just slightly upward. Now there was time to really study her. It wasn't a rushed frenzy like before. He traced her nipples and they puckered while she caught her breath. Her stomach quivered when his fingertips traced down it and then he lightly touched the strip of hair above her mound.

"Be gentle, I'm sore down there," she whispered, watching Max intently. Her heart beat fast and she shuttered when he touched her. He just touched between her lips and she put a hand on his shoulder to steady herself.

"I should kiss it and make it better." Max eased her down onto the bed and kissed his way up her thighs.




Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 03



Fat Tuesday Flirt III: Flashback

All through dinner her brother kept asking if everything was all right, but Katy told him she was fine. It wasn't true, but the truth wasn't the sort of thing you told your brother. Instead she put on a smile and drank more and more wine. It seemed that anesthetizing herself with beer or wine was the only thing that took the edge off these days. Katy had a good relationship with her brother and she could tell him almost anything, but her problem was well into the "almost" territory.

In the parking lot he asked if she was okay to drive and Katy assured him she was, but in truth she was feeling wobbly on her feet and knew she didn't belong behind the wheel. It wasn't lost on her that lying was becoming a way of life anymore and falsehoods rolled off her tongue as easily as the truth. She got into her car and started the engine, but as soon as her brother was out of sight she shut the car off. Staring out the windshield, Katy realized that her not wanting to drive home wasn't entirely about being drunk. She just didn't want to be alone. Her husband was away at a baseball tournament with his team and that was what worried her. It wasn't that she feared what he was up to, but what he might find out.

It had been a month since Katy came home to find four of her husband's friends, guys he played baseball with on an amateur team, playing poker in their living room. Brian had been playing too, but he'd had an emergency call for work and left his friends there. Katy was buzzed and rather than just go up to bed she'd joined the boys for poker. She'd always had fun hanging out and flirting with Brian's friends in the past. Unfortunately, she had too much fun that night. After Katy ran out of money, the boys started asking her questions every time she lost a hand and things progressed from there. Before they'd left, Katy had fucked every one of the guys at least once and one of them, Max, again when they were alone.

Yes, even while she was busy with those four men Katy knew what she was doing was wrong, but at the time she did not care. All she cared about was the next orgasm and pleasing the four men who seemed to control her. Their lust for her was like a powerful drug and Katy could not resist. It was something she hadn't felt in so many years. Afterward she was ashamed and humiliated. Katy came close to confessing to Brian so many times, but couldn't do it. Not only would it ruin their lives together, how would her husband feel knowing that his closest friends had fucked his wife like paid whore? That was how Katy convinced herself to stay silent. She would make it up to Brian by being the best wife should could going forward.

Once Katy decided to stay silent about her impromptu orgy, she became petrified that one of the guys was going to spill the secret. Three of the guys were married, which Katy knew gave them incentive to stay quiet, but the one who wasn't, Jeff, was also the biggest asshole of the group. Every time Brian went to a game, or spent time with his friends, Katy was frightened that her husband was going to come home and tell her what a slut she was and that he was leaving. But it hadn't happened yet. This weekend, however, was the guys' first tournament away from home and Katy knew a lot of beer would be consumed and maybe Jeff's lips would be loosened. She could only hope peer pressure would keep Jeff's mouth shut.

Mind churning with negative thoughts, Katy took the keys from the ignition and walked back into the restaurant, taking a seat at the bar. She ordered a glass of wine and found her cell phone in her purse.

"Hey girlfriend, what's up?" Mo said, answering on the last ring before the call went to voicemail. 

"Nothing. I was just wondering if you have the kids this weekend. I'm out and thought maybe you could meet me for a drink."

"I don't have the kids, but I sort of have plans. What's going on? You sound strange."

"Do I even need to ask what those plans are?" Katy asked. If Mo didn't have her kids, Katy knew that her old friend would be meeting her two young lovers. Mo had been seeing the guys for several months now, since meeting them on Fat Tuesday. It was strange, but out of all her friends, Katy would have never picked the recently separated Mo to be out on the edge of sexual behavior, but then would anyone who knew Katy have thought she was capable of the things she'd done?

"I'm supposed to meet up with Tai and Andy, but I can put them off."

"I don't want to ruin your night, but I really do need someone to talk to."

"You won't be ruining my night, there will be plenty of time for the boys later."

"I'm at McGinty's."

It took Mo about twenty minutes to arrive and in that time Katy finished her glass of wine and ordered a second.  As soon as Katy saw her friend she knew she'd interrupted an evening of planned debauchery. It was amazing how just a couple months had changed Mo.  Before she'd met the boys, she'd been a very typical single mom in her early thirties coming to grips with the fact that her husband left her for a younger woman. She'd put on a little weight after two children and didn't pay much attention to her appearance. Now she walked into the bar with a confident stride. Katy thought her friend had lost at least ten pounds and it showed in her sexy outfit. Mo was wearing a pink top with a low-cut scoop neck to show off her voluminous cleavage and a black bra underneath that showed through. A black leather skirt, fishnets and heels completed the vampy look. Mo's cute, round freckled face was at odds with the outfit, but she looked good. With her auburn hair and freckles, Mo had always been mistaken for Katy's sister, something both women found amusing.

"Look at you," Katy commented as her friend ordered a beer. "I'm sure the boys will be very pleased."

"I hope so. I'm still not quite used to going in public like this."

"You look great."

"So tell me what's going on. Are you having problems with Brian?" Mo studied Katy's face. "You didn't tell him about Fat Tuesday, did you?"

"No, I would never. That was just one night. I shouldn't have been with Mike, but it's not I am ever going to see him again and telling Brian would just hurt him."

"I agree. All of you married gals were up to no good that night. If it's not that, what is it?"

Katy sighed deeply and said, "God, I don't know where to begin. Over the past couple months I swear everything has changed. I don't know who I am anymore. I know it all started with Fat Tuesday and screwing Mike. It's like it unlocked something."

"What are you getting at, hon? What's changed?"

Katy couldn't meet her friend's eyes, but then if anyone could understand what happened that night with Brian's friends wouldn't it Mo, who was having threesomes on a regular basis? She leaned in close to Mo and in hushed tones told her all about the night she fucked her husband's poker buddies. Katy didn't leave out any details, even sharing that she fucked Max again after the others had left. Although she tried to keep her face neutral, Mo's shock still showed. When Katy finished her story she sat silently, waiting to hear what her friend had to say. Her pale, freckled face was bright red and not just from the wine.

"Ahhhh…okay. Wow, I'm not sure what to say. I guess I understand how things can get out of control, but with Brian's friends? Aren't you afraid he's going to find out?"

"That's why I'm so freaked out, aside from actually doing it, I mean. He's away with all those guys this weekend."

"I can see why you're so panicked. Are things bad with Brian? You guys have been together so long I didn't think anything could break you up."

"I don't want to be broken up. At least, I don't think I do. But we have been together for a long time and while things aren't bad, they're kind of stagnant. I've been with him since I was nineteen. But you know before him I wasn't always so good. That night when we met the guys and they were hitting on us, the attention felt really good. And the way they looked at us when we flashed them. It's been a long time since I let a man look at me like that and I'd forgotten how much I liked it. And now I can't forget. Brian's friends looked at me like that and I just lost control. I wanted them to want me. It was like a drug."

"I know when we were kids you liked the attention and you were with your fair share of guys before Brian, but you must be hitting your sexual peak, because it didn't make you do crazy things back then."

Katy just stared at Mo.

"Did it? You never told me you did any crazy shit before."

"Oh God, now it all comes out doesn't it? Like I said, it's been a long time, but right before I met Brian I found out I had this wild streak."

"Spill it, Katy."

"I guess I've been holding onto this secret long enough. If you know about Brian's friends you may as well know this story too."

+++

It was the summer before I met Brian, when I was eighteen. It was the last summer I was a lifeguard at that pool. I'd been there for three summers with the mostly the same people, but that season a bunch of them moved on so we got some new blood in. We girls were excited to see who would be working with us that summer because cute guys around the pool were a fringe benefit of the job. So much hooking up went on among the lifeguards I swear by the end of every summer it was like an incestuous mess. At our orientation meeting at the start of the season was the first time I saw Zack.

I don't think any boy had ever affected me like that. As soon as I saw Zack my heart just about stopped. I remember my palms got all sweaty and I wanted to go up and introduce myself, but I didn't know what to say. He was so gorgeous. He had that shaggy blonde hair and those blue eyes, like the ocean. Zack looked like he just stepped off the beach in California. If you can remember that far back I probably told you I had a crush on him, but I know I didn't tell you what happened. I never told anybody.

We went around the room and introduced ourselves and when it was my turn Zack looked at me and I melted right on the spot. I hoped he'd come over to me after the meeting, but he left with this other new guy, Barry. In the first three weeks we only shared one shift and although we chatted a little he didn't show any interest at all. I know it's a cliché, but yeah, that made me want him more and I'll admit that once I decided I had to have him I was pretty shameless about it. If you'd seen the way Zack filled out those red swim trunks, it would've made you crazy too. 

Anyway, after that I made sure I dropped by the pool whenever I knew he was working and I made sure I always looked good. He was always cool, but he never made a pass or did anything to show I was getting through to him. I didn't think any guy was that dense. I was beginning to think I was just going to have to strip in front of him. Just as I reached the boiling point Zack finally made a move.

I traded shifts so I could work a Friday night with him. There were always two guards on at any time. The pool closed at ten and it usually took another hour or so to close things up. Although it was getting chilly and I normally would have put on shorts and a sweatshirt, I stayed in my bathing suit the whole night hoping Zack would take notice. Our one-piece suits weren't cut like Baywatch swimsuits, but I did mine justice. My nipples were rock hard from the chill and there was no way Zack couldn't see that, but I didn't so much as catch him sneak a peek. But then right before I went into the changing room to slip into my clothes he asked what I was doing after work.

"Nothing special. I was just going to meet friends," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant was possible. "What are you up to?"

"Nothing, y'know. I was just going to hang. You wanna hang? We could grab something to drink."

"Yeah, that might be cool. Just let me get changed." I felt like such a dork trying to act so cool.

Knowing I was working with Zack I remember I packed my favorite stonewashed jeans, the kind with the button fly, and this green bodysuit that buttoned up the front. God, that outfit was so 80's, but I loved the way my ass looked in those jeans and that bodysuit was so tight. I walked out of that changing room ready to spring my trap.

I usually bussed it to work or caught a ride, so it was easy enough to just ride with Zack. He had one of those big Ford Broncos. We tried to go to a bar, but I got carded. He was twenty-one, so he just went in, bought a couple of six packs, and we went to the park and sat on his tailgate with the radio playing. It was almost midnight and there wasn't anyone around, except for a few other people parking. 

I don't remember what we talked about, but it was boring small talk. I was working my way through a six-pack because I was determined to make a move if he didn't. I remember thinking that as soon as I finished that beer I was going to do something and I edged closer to Zack. I gripped the tailgate tightly and he put his hand over mine. 

"You think I haven't been paying any attention to you, don't you?" Zack said, his blue eyes cutting right through me. He'd never looked at me like that, no one had ever looked at me like that, and my stomach got tight. I was tongue tied when I tried to answer so he went on.

"Thing is, Katy, I noticed you that first day at the meeting, but I knew you wanted me to notice you, so I stayed cool."

"Why haven't you said anything?" I asked and immediately regretted it. I realized he was probably letting me down easy.

"Because that's no fun."

I know I got all red, because I always flush when I get angry. "You've been playing games with me?"

"It's all games, Katy. If you wanted to go out with me, you could have just said something, but you didn't. You tried to make me come to you."

He was right, but I was still angry. I hopped off the tailgate and whirled to face him. "I don't chase guys."

"You can't always have all the power, Katy." Zack said with a cocky smile.

I jabbed a finger at him and was about to tell him off when he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him, between his legs. He muffled my curses by mashing his lips over mine. At first I fought the kiss, but he was so strong and his lips were so soft. Besides, he was right about everything and he was doing what I wanted. Or right about everything except me not having all the power, or so I believed.

Zack moved forward and squeezing my ass, pulled he against him. I could feel him, hard in his jeans, and he felt huge. He didn't have to pull anymore, because I ground into him. My hair was up in a ponytail and Zack used it to pull my head back so he could nibble on my neck. That sent chills down my spine, which heated me up between my legs. My arms were around him and I ruffled his thick hair, but then I pushed a hand between us so I could get a good feel for him. He let me grab him through his jeans in my grip he felt even bigger. My breath caught in my throat.

"You like what you feel, don't you?" He was groping my breasts, but the padding in my bra kept him from feeling just how hard my nipples were. I didn't know what it was, but I was getting so excited so quickly. He'd really barely touched me and I was already wet. I felt like putty in Zack's hands and it was so weird because usually guys were so eager to get into my pants that I was in the driver's seat. I tried to pull his mouth back to mine, but instead of a full kiss he kept giving me little pecks on the lips. I wanted to kiss him, to attack him, and it was so frustrating that he seemed to be holding back. But oddly, the more he held back, the more I wanted him. I didn't realize it, but he was taking complete control.

Plucking open the buttons, Zack pushed his hand inside my bodysuit and grasped my breast. He pinched hard enough that I could feel it through the padding and I moaned, pushing into his hand. I still tried to kiss him, more desperately now, and with a chuckle he finally met my lips, fluidly sliding his tongue into my mouth while I sucked on it. Zack wrested his hand inside my bra and his touch on my bare skin was scorching. He dragged his fingers across my nipple and it felt so good I shook. Of course Zack picked up on that and he teased my nipple mercilessly until I had to tear my mouth from his to gasp for air. I laid my forehead against his and bit my lip, but it didn't quiet my moans. Just playing with that sensitive little nub he had control of my whole body. He kissed down my throat and chest and nuzzled my cleavage. I was aching for him and reached back and unsnapped my bra through my bodysuit.

Taking full control, Zack had me on my back in the Bronco with my legs dangling from the tailgate and the bodysuit around my waist. My bra was gone and the rug in the cargo area was rough on my back. He was moving back and forth, licking and sucking my breasts, nibbling on my nipples, and I was just rolling my head back and forth and moaning. I wanted to get my hands on him again, but his crotch was out of reach. I grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it over his head so at least I wasn't the only one topless and that boy did look good without a shirt on.

"Scooch up," Zack directed and I moved backward so I was all the way inside the truck. The backseats were already down, so there was plenty of room. Zack crawled into the back of the truck beside me and fell on me like a starving man. He was all over my chest again and now I could reach his package. I rubbed him through his jeans and felt it twitch and decided I just had to see it. At that point I don't think I planned on fucking him, I'd never had a one night stand, but I wanted to see and feel his cock. But Zack sidetracked me by gripping me hard through my jeans. It almost hurt, but he forced the seam into my pussy and I cried out, arching my back it felt so good. He worked the heel of his hand against me and had me humping like crazy.

"Wait," I said when he started unbuttoning my jeans. I wanted him like crazy, but I also didn't want to be a slut. My hand was over his, but I didn't stop him from slipping into my jeans and rubbing me. I'd soaked through both my panties and bodysuit.

"You don't want me to stop. I know you want me." He was so serious, like there wasn't an argument.

"But…" I couldn't deny it, but that didn't mean I shouldn't stop him.

"You've wanted this for a long time now and I'm going to make you cum. And then I'm going to fuck you."

No guy ever talked to me like that before. It might sound silly out of context, but it cut right through me. He was looking at me like I was the hottest girl on the planet and I knew that I would do anything to make him want me like that. My brain was buzzing and I answered, "Yeah." 

He put my hand over his cock and said, "Feel how hard you make me? I've been waiting to fuck you for weeks, Katy. It was so hard to wait, but you had to be ready. Take it out and touch it."

In my hands his bare cock was hot and rock hard and the head was all dark. I could only just get my fingers around it and both hands together didn't cover it. It was easily the biggest one I'd seen and I was mesmerized. He just lie on his back and let me play with it, his hands behind his head. Liquid dripped from the slit and I used that to help me jerk him off. Zack was grunting and moaning, telling me what a good job I was doing and how sexy I was. It was playing right into my need, like he knew what I wanted to hear. My jeans were off and my bodysuit unsnapped at the crotch. My flimsy panties were no impediment and he pushed a finger inside me. I moaned and gripped his cock harder. I could hear just how wet I was while he fucked me with that finger. While his finger was busy his thumb found my clit and pinned it down. To that point guys hadn't paid too much attention to my clit and I didn't know how it could feel if a guy really knew what he was doing. 




Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 03



"God, Zack!" I wailed. He pushed a second finger into me, but I was so clamped down it took effort. My pussy was trying to pull those fingers all the way in. His thumb rubbed my clit and I held onto his cock, but I was too distracted to do anything with it. I babbled his name and thrust onto his fingers and everything in my world was compressing down between my thighs.

"You're so fucking hot, Katy," Zack murmured. "So fucking hot. Cum for me, show me how hot you are. Show me how fucking hot you really are. You're a little sexpot."

"Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah," I moaned. God, how did he know what to say? I screamed so loud when I came. I'd never cum like that before. I didn't know I could. I held right onto his big cock and I don't know how it didn't hurt because my whole body tensed. After my universe compressed down into my clit it exploded outward, demolishing any sense I had. That orgasm was the only thing I felt and it was all because of Zack. He had me completely then.

Zack pulled me on top of him and I felt his cock pressed between us, scorching my stomach. He kissed me and then pulled both breasts to his mouth. My nails were raking through his hair and I held him against me while I ground into his cock.

"Grab it," he ordered and I reached back and did it. "Put it in." I hesitated. I wasn't a virgin, hadn't been for a while, but the guy was always on top or behind me. I liked it a lot when he was behind me. I wasn't ready to be on top, but Zack said it again, "Put it in, Katy. Fuck me." 

I lifted him up and pushed back. That big head open my lips and touched my clit and I whimpered, thinking I might cum again just from that. He lifted his hips, slipped deeper and I gasped. He felt even bigger than he looked. For a second I thought maybe he was too big. But then I found that by being on top I could control it and I could ease my way into it. It helped that he made me cum because I was soaked. In that second I felt him filling me I forgot about every other guy I'd been with until then. I felt him throbbing inside of me and I just lay on top of him like that for a while, adjusting to his size and letting it stoke my fires. Also, no guy had ever made me cum more than once before then, but I knew I was going to have another orgasm fucking Zack.

Slowly at first, I started moving on him, still not sure how to do it. Zack thoughtfully put his hands on my hips and guided me, helping me find a rhythm and once I found it he reached for my breasts, massaging them and pulling on my nipples, which made my pussy clench around him. I flattened my hands on his chest and pushed up, which let me take him deeper. I moved faster and felt the Bronco bucking beneath us, the springs squeaking. I thrust harder and harder onto him and when I tried to push all the way up I banged my head on the ceiling, giving Zack a chuckle, but I didn't break stride. I was sliding up and down on his thick pole and that was all I cared about. I'd completely forgotten the back of the truck was open and I was so loud I'm sure I could be heard for blocks. Zack was grunting and saying the sexiest things, like how hot I looked fucking him and how good I felt. 

Zack hammered up into me and I felt him release and shoot deep inside me, but he didn't go soft. I rode him for another minute or so and came right after him. My hips were still moving as I slowly sank down and rested on his chest.

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"Okay," Mo interrupted, after ordering another drink. "It sounds like it was amazing sex and I vaguely remember meeting Zack at the pool once, but I don't see how a night of fucking in the back of his Bronco was life changing. And why didn't you ever mention that you were dating him at the time?"

"It isn't really about the sex in the truck and I never mentioned I was dating Zack because I honestly wouldn't call it dating. Are you dating Tai and Andy?"

"Point taken, you were just fuck buddies. Obviously I understand that, so tell me the rest. What happened that summer?"

"It started with the way Zack made me feel. I was like the hottest woman on earth when I was with him. And because he made me feel that way I was willing to do anything for him. I'd do anything to make him want me like that and I did start doing things, things I wasn't too proud of."

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It was simple stuff at first and I didn't realize how much Zack was controlling me. He told me out great my legs were and mentioned that he liked skirts, so I started wearing skirts all the time. You'll remember that's the summer I started dressing a lot girlier. That was the summer of a thousand sundresses. Those things were all the rage back then. He told me how nice my legs looked when I wore heels too and I've never gone back. I don't think I own a pair of shoes to this day that has less than a three-inch heel. When I dressed up the way he liked Zack gave me the attention I craved, guaranteeing I'd keep doing it. I didn't know it at the time, but he was creating a monster.

The sex was crazy. Zack and I were fucking at the drop of a hat, no matter where we were. A lot of the time it was at work, in the supply shed or the pump room. The pump room was my favorite because the equipment was so loud I could scream as much as I wanted. God, I remember the feel of his hands on me, peeling down my bathing suit, just like it was yesterday. Even when we hung out with his friend Barry we could barely keep our hands off each other. Actually, Zack seemed to be even more touchy feely when Barry was around, which was so frustrating. I just wanted to rip Zack's clothes off, but I had to wait until we got rid of the third wheel. Barry was a nice guy, but I wanted to be alone with Zack. And the way I caught Barry looking at me I think he wanted to be alone with me. 

Barry had plenty of opportunity to see me dressed up sexy for his friend since he was around so much. Whenever I would climb in or out of the Bronco Barry always seemed to be in position to catch my skirt ride up or to see me lean forward when I stepped to the ground. I'll admit, with the newfound confidence Zack gave me I liked the way Barry looked at me. It was just like the way Zack did, pure hunger, and it made me tingle, just not quite in the way Zack did, but only because I wasn't as attracted to Barry.

Things started to get strange one night we were hanging around at Barry's house watching a movie. Barry was lying on the couch and I was sitting in Zack's lap on the recliner. The only light was coming from the TV and my back was to Barry, so Zack was taking more liberties than I usually let him when Barry was around. Zack had several buttons on my top open as well as the zipper up the front of my denim skirt. You remember that cute one I had that zipped up the front? I wore that thing all the time in high school. Anyway, Zack's hand was busy up my skirt while he was kissing my neck and I was so aroused I was out of my mind. I remember feeling Zack's cock pressing into me and wanting to release it. It was getting harder and harder to keep quiet too.

"Let's go, baby," I whispered to Zack while nibbling on his ear. "We don't even have to go far. Let's just park around the corner or something." I wiggled my ass into his lap for extra incentive.

"Mmm, I want you too, Katy. I know you feel how much I want you, but we don't have to go anywhere." As he said it, he flicked my clit with his thumb and I gasped, biting his neck to keep quiet. I didn't understand what he meant. Was he going to kick Barry out of his own house? Barry's parents were out, so it was just the three of us in the house.

"Dude, we're going to go down to your room, 'kay?" Zack said, spilling me from his lap as he stood. I scrambled to hold my skirt and shirt closed so Barry didn't get too much of a show.

"Yeah, whatever, just don't stain my sheets, man." Barry said, eyes briefly flicking away from the TV to catch a glimpse of my breasts when my shirt gapped open.

Zack led me down the hallway to Barry's room and kicked the door closed behind us. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me while pulling at my shirt. It felt so good and I didn't want him to stop, but at the same time I felt weird fucking in Barry's bedroom while he was right down the hall. Like I said, we'd been doing it everywhere all summer, but when we snuck off no one knew what we were doing. I wasn't sure I was going to want to face Barry when we came out of the room.

"Come, on, can't we go someplace else?" I whined, though I didn't stop Zack from throwing my shirt on the floor. My skirt was very easy to remove too and in my bra and panties I was hardly going to run from the room.

"We don't need to go anywhere else. There's a perfectly good bed right here." As if to prove his point, Zack pushed me backward on it and stood over me while he pulled off his own clothes. That wonderful cock was standing straight out and I couldn't help reaching for it. He stared down at me with lust-clouded eyes and I took him in my mouth. God, I couldn't resist him. I sank down, relaxing my throat and my eyes never left his.

Over the time we'd been together I'd gotten really good at sucking Zack, even though he was so large and I beamed with pride every time he told me how no other girl had been able to suck him like I could. My hair was so long back then, it hung halfway down my back, and he wrapped it around both hands and thrust into my mouth as I greedily sucked him in. Zack was the first guy I really wanted to cum in my mouth.

Zack pulled his dripping cock from my mouth and I gave it a last kiss before he pushed me onto my back again and laid on top of me. He pulled my bra straps from my shoulders and then folded it down so he could attack my breasts with his mouth. He caught my nipples in his teeth and drew on them until I wanted to scream. It hurt a bit, but then his tongue was there, all soothing and slick. I was biting my lip hard and hoping that Barry had the TV too loud to hear anything. But then Zack kissed his way down between my legs and pulled off my panties and I knew I wouldn't be able to stay quiet.

Lifting my legs over his shoulders, Zack spread me open and flicked his tongue inside me. I arched my back and pushed at him while pressing my hand over my mouth. Even so, my cries sounded so loud to me. He kept busy in my pussy, lapping with wide strokes and then focusing all his attention on my clit until it pulsed, ready to explode. That boy's silver tongue was even better in my pussy than it was with words. My whole body was convulsing as my orgasm was just about there. Zack stared up at me, between my legs, his eyes willing me to cum for him.

"Come on, Katy, let loose. I want to hear you scream," he said, his fingers now assisting in driving me crazy. He lapped at my clit between words.

"I…I…I…can't.  Barry…" I gasped.

"Yes, you can. Let him hear you. Let him hear you scream. I know you like the attention. I know you love to be sexy, so let him hear how fucking sexy you are. Let him hear it, Katy!"

"I…I…" Who was I kidding? The train was too far down the track and I needed to cum so badly and there was no way I was going to do it quietly. Especially after what Zack said. I thought about Barry out in the living room and the way he looked at me when he thought I wasn't aware. I could just imagine him with a hard on in his pants thinking about his friend fucking me right down the hallway. Yes, I wanted him hard when he thought of me. I wanted him to hear me scream and cum in his pants. 

"Oh fuck yes!" I screamed, grabbing Zack's head and forcing his face between my legs. His mouth was locked over me and I didn't care if he passed out. "GOD!  Yeahyeahyeahyeah…oh Zack!  Oh fuck! Right there! Right there, baby!" Not only am I sure Barry heard me, but everyone on his block must have too.

After I came, Zack got me on my hands and knees and fucked me hard. I screamed just as loud as before, maybe louder, knowing I was doing it for Barry's benefit. When we left his bedroom I held my head high and Barry had a pillow over his lap. The way that boy looked at me made me feel dirty and sexy all at the same time and I wanted to jump him for it. I wasn't suddenly attracted to him, it was just that look he gave me.

Over the next few weeks, things got weirder and I can't believe I didn't realize Zack had a plan. I was probably just too caught up in things to care. There's a night in particular that seemed to be another big turning point.

Zack, Barry and I went out to a bar downtown, one of those wild, Coyote Ugly-type places and things did get crazy. I had no problem getting served and the beers kept coming. You know how I get when I've had a few too many and that night was no exception. I danced on the bar with the bartenders without a thought to how short my sundress really was. The guys were clapping and shouting things and I knew how sexy they all thought I was and I was in the zone. When they asked for my bra to hang up behind the bar I didn't even hesitate, despite the fact that my sundress was so thin it was almost sheer. Do you remember the blue one I had with the spaghetti straps and little white polka dots? Zack loved the way it clinged to me so I wore it for him all the time. I was wearing a fancy strapless bra underneath, which was good since everyone in the bar saw it. I got a standing ovation when I whipped it out from under my dress and hopped down from the bar. God, I remember how tight everything was back then. My nipples poked right through that thin dress, but my breasts bounced so perkily. Zack was smiling with great satisfaction and Barry looked like he wanted to just bend me over the bar. I was so damn horny. 

We stumbled out of the bar sometime around last call and Zack tossed his keys to Barry, telling him to drive. I don't know that Barry was anymore sober than either one of us, but that wasn't what was on Zack's mind anyway. I was surprised, but pleased when Zack joined me in the backseat. We were barely out of the parking when I jumped all over Zack. My one hand was under his shirt, I loved feeling his hard chest, while my other gripped his neck to bring his lips to mine. I shoved my tongue in his mouth and Zack moved his hand from my ass up to my breast. By that point I was used to light fooling around in front of Barry so I didn't pay him any mind. 

"Damn, that got you all fired up, didn't it?" Zack whispered while kissing my neck. I just nodded, too busy moaning to answer verbally. I also wasn't paying attention to the fact that Barry wasn't driving anywhere in particular. "You were the hottest fucking girl in there. Every guy in that bar wanted to fuck you, Katy."

"Mmm, Zack," I groaned, my pussy throbbing. I took his hand and moved it down below, pushing my dress back down to cover it. My panties were stuck to my pussy and Zack pushed them between my swollen lips, scrapping my clit. I moved my hips at him, but Zack took his hand away, returning to tease my breasts. He left my dress hiked up and I had to pull it down.

Zack flicked open a couple buttons on my dress and slipped the strap from my shoulder. I protested, now concerned that Barry was up front, but Zack kissed me and persisted. His hand nudged against mine and as my resolve melted away my dress inched lower. "He's driving, he's not even paying attention. And even if he was, you've got a sexy body, why do you care if he sees it? You love to show off." God help me, but he was right. Zack pulled down the other side of my sundress too and it fell around my waist. I felt so exposed. My eyes flicked to the front and I saw Barry was barely paying attention to the road. He'd tilted the rearview mirror so he could watch the action in the backseat. A thrill ran through me knowing he was watching. 

I threw my head back and moaned when Zack lowered his mouth to my breasts, licking and sucking both puffy nipples. It felt like he was trying to kiss every one of the freckles dusting my breasts. I only made a token effort to keep silent and my eyes kept flicking to Barry, who was watching our every move. 

In no time I was on my back on the seat with my sundress around my waist and my panties tossed into the front seat. The last part I thought was excessive on Zack's part. My high-heeled sandals dug into the headliner and Zack pounded his cock into me while I screamed in ecstasy. In the mirror I could see Barry only had one hand on the steering wheel while his other was quite busy elsewhere. It was awkward in the backseat, but that didn't stop us from going at it like animals. When I was just about to cum, Zack changed positions and I couldn't help my groan of frustration. He pulled me on top, allowing me to straddle his lap and ride him as hard as I liked, which pleased me greatly. I don't know how Barry didn't drive off the road that night, but then I was cumming so hard I don't know that I would've noticed. When we finished I took my time getting dressed.

The weird thing was, Barry never made any mention of the things he witnessed. Not hearing me screaming from his bedroom or watching me fuck Zack. From that day in his house, Barry looked at me like all he could think about was doing me, but he never came on to me or said a word. It was a relief, in a way, because I didn't know what I would have done if he cornered me when we were alone.

Something did happen with Barry that summer, but it wasn't when Zack wasn't around. Actually there were several people around. Every summer at the end of the season the lifeguards held a party at the pool after hours. Since we all had keys, it was sort of unofficial. The owners let it go as long as we stayed out of any real trouble. People got wasted and passions that had been simmering all summer boiled over and that party was no exception. There were seven of us there and although we started the evening all drinking together, when it got later we broke into smaller groups. 

I've got to admit I was looking forward to getting around that pool and not be in my red one-piece. It was a normal lifeguard bathing suit. I knew my bikini would be a lot more flattering. I started the evening in my bikini top and cut-offs, but when I went for my first swim I dumped the shorts and never put them back on. I was wearing this awesome flame bikini I had. It was so 80's, but I looked hot in it! As I stretched out on a lounge with a beer in my hand I noticed my stiff nipples had the full attention of the three guys around me. Hanging out with Barry, Zack and I was this other seventeen-year-old kid named Seth. He was tall and skinny, with a thick mop of curly hair and I new he'd been nursing a crush on me all summer, but it just wasn't going to happen. He couldn't have been less my type. At the other end of the pool were Suzie and Ron, who'd been crushing on each other all summer long, and Nicole a sweet girl who was the third wheel in that group. After a while Nicole took the hint and told Seth she was ready to go. Since she was his ride and no one else was offering Seth was forced to go too, so he took one last wistful look at me and said his goodbyes. 

Once Suzie and Ron were alone at the other end of the pool they were all over each other. It was like the three of us weren't there and as we watched them Zack came closer, sitting on the side of my lounge. Suzie was a cute little thing, barely over five feet with a tiny figure and long blonde hair she looked like a china doll. I have no idea how she stayed so pale working at the pool all summer. I had a deep tan by the end of August myself. Suzie was on her back on a lounge and Ron was gradually moving on top of her while pulling her pink bikini top down so he could grope her. It was different to watch than to be watched, but I still found it a turn on and reached over and started caressing Zack's chest. Ron moved down from kissing Suzie and I could hear him slurping her small breasts over the quiet sounds of the pool. Barry was watching them closely, which I guess meant that he was an equal opportunity voyeur. As he watched Ron work his hand into Suzie's bikini panties I felt a little jealous that someone else had Barry's attention. I had a way better body that Suzie!




Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 03



Suzie went stiff and I guess Ron had his fingers inside her. She rocked on his hand and fished his cock out of his trunks. That was giving me ideas of my own and I let my hand stray down and inside Zack's trunks. Why wasn't I surprised to find him rock hard? Meanwhile, he pushed a hand inside my bikini top and was lightly massaging my breast. Barry, though, was so busy watching what was going on across the pool that he missed what was right next to him. Soon Zack and I were so distracted with each other that we forgot about Suzie and Ron completely.

While we kissed, I leaned forward and Zack unhooked my top and tossed it away. The warm August air felt good on my bare breasts, but his hands felt even better. As he moved down my body I couldn't reach Zack's shaft any longer so I leaned my head back and closed my eyes while he worked on me. His mouth replaced his hands on my breasts and he paid long, loving attention to the right before moving to the left. I heard the door to the changing room slam shut and figured Suzie and Ron must have gone off for more privacy. It flashed through my mind that Barry would be paying attention to me now, but Zack's mouth and hands felt to good to concentrate on that. He was rubbing my pussy in little circles through my bikini panties and I was sick of the teasing. I just wanted him to pull them off. Actually I remember that's exactly what I was thinking when I felt a second pair of hands.

At first I was too shocked to even move, which gave the boys time to make me melt even more. Barry was suddenly on the other side of me, kissing and nibbling my right breast while Zack continued on the left. God, their hungry mouths felt good. It seemed like hands were everywhere. Barry was caressing my bare tummy and running his fingers through my hair while Zack kept teasing me through my panties. It would have been so easy to drop into that abyss of lust, but I was still dangling from the last, thin thread of my morality. Showing off was one thing, but wouldn't a full-blown threesome make me a slut? No, Mo, you don't have to answer that.

"Guys, wait," I murmured, trying to keep my head straight. The pure sex pumping through my body was more intoxicating than any drug. "I'm not sure we should be doing this." Zack fingered my clit and I arched my back and gasped. They didn't want to make it easy.

"Katy, don't pretend like you don't want this. You love to be wanted, you need to be desired. You've been getting your kicks showing off for weeks now. This is just the next step. You want to be desired by both of us and now we're both going to show you how fucking hot you are." He said all this while kissing the sweet spot on the side of my neck and I couldn't disagree with anything he said. I did want them both to want me and if I was honest I knew what the logical conclusion of all my teasing of Barry was. I looked at the dark-haired boy and while he still wasn't my type the way he was staring at me did make me want to fuck him. There was no denying it. His desire really was my drug.

I moaned a simple, "Okay," and gave myself over to the boys.

With my complete surrender the boys moved into high gear. Zack moved down to the foot of the lounge, while Barry kept his focus up top. Rolling down my bottoms, Zack spread my thighs and split my lips so he could go to work with his tongue. That boy really was a master and had me gasping and moaning quickly, while Barry divided his attention between my breasts, attacking my nipples. God, it felt like I was throbbing everywhere, my nipples in time to my clit. The boys had me writhing all over that lounge, craving their attentions. I threw my head back and screamed into the night when I came, dig my nails in the backs of both boys' heads.

Even after I came Zack kept licking my pussy hungrily, but Barry looked me in the eyes and kissed me, shoving his tongue harshly into my mouth. He wasn't the greatest kisser, but I felt his lust in that kiss and that was all I needed. As I kissed him I reached into his trunks and rubbed his rock hard cock. He wasn't near as big as his friend, but he was thick and I knew it would be enough to please me. Barry stood up straight and dropped his trunks. He knelt on the lounge right beside my head and his cock wagged in my face. Feeling so dirty, I grabbed him up and shoved him in my mouth, deep throating him in an instant. He cradled the back of my head, lifting my face, and fucked my mouth hard, his balls slapping my chin. I could see weeks of pent up desire written all over his face and I sucked him hard, thrilled by how much he wanted me.

"Fuck yeah, that's so fucking hot. Suck it, Katy! Suck it, hard!" Barry grunted. It wasn't easy keeping up with him, especially with Zack distracting me down below, but I did my best.

Zack's tongue left my pussy, but the way Barry held my head I couldn't see what he was doing. In a second, however, I felt what he was up to. He lifted my legs into the air and plunged his prick inside me. There was a loud squish as Zack split me open and started hammering his cock home. Now I really couldn't concentrate on giving Barry a good blowjob, but he seemed more than happy to fuck my mouth as long as I kept my lips tight. I was moaning into Barry's prick and I held onto the lounge for dear life, but aside from that I just lie there and let the guys have their way with me. The constant waves of pleasure crashing over me felt like one long, drawn out orgasm. It was so amazing.

After a couple minutes, the boys decided to switch off. Zack told Barry that he had to feel how tight my pussy was, which I took as a compliment. Isn't it? The boys positioned me on my hands and knees and the lounge and Zack knelt by my face while Barry lined up behind me. Barry got to me first, sinking his cock into me with no resistance. He gripped my ass and pulled me back into him while Zack fed me his cock. It was more of an effort to stretch my mouth around Zack, but I was up to the challenge. Zack held onto my face and fucked my mouth while Barry pulled me back onto his cock and it felt like the guys were playing a tug-of-war with me. Zack's cock slipped into my throat, muffling my screams and Barry playfully smacked my ass.

"Damn, her fucking ass is so sweet, dude," Barry said, smacking it again. "Katy's such a good fuck."

"I know, dude, didn't I tell you. She's fuckin' wild. Never met a girl who loved cock so much. She's so fuckin' hot like she was built just for fucking." Zack added. Should I have been horrified to hear the guys discussing me like that? Probably, but I ate it up. I came so hard listening to them talking about me. They were right, I did love it and I loved hearing how sexy they thought I was. All I wanted at that moment was to make those two guys cum.

I came at least one more time first, but I did make the guys cum, both inside me and on me. Barry lost it first. One moment his balls were slapping my thighs and the next he was grunting and spurting inside me. He pulled out before he was finished and I felt his hot cum rain down on my upturned ass. I knew it must have been quite a sight. Soon after, Zack shot his load too. I swallowed every last drop, not wanting to waste a bit.

When they finished, the guys pulled back and I just collapsed onto the lounge, exhausted and burned out. I just wanted to curl into a ball and go to sleep, but I was naked poolside and that wasn't an option. I could tell Zack and Barry were talking about me as they pulled on their trunks, but I didn't pay attention to what they said. Zack thoughtfully handed me the pieces of my bikini and I put it back on and gathered my things. I realized that we were the last people there, which meant that Suzie and Ron must have come out of the changing room while I was fucking the boys. I turned bright red and prayed that Suzie wouldn't start any rumors about what a slut I was. The last thing I wanted was that kind of a reputation.

The boys were only around for another week and a half after that before going back to college. I was still mostly with Zack alone, but we did have a few more threesomes, one of which I initiated. When they left I was full of mixed emotions. I knew I would miss Zack terribly, but I was afraid of what I'd turned into that summer and I was relieved he was gone because if he'd stuck around who knew how far down that forbidden road I would have gone.

+++

"And you never heard from Zack again?" Mo asked.

Katy drained the last of her drink and shook her head. "Nope. He went back to college and I never saw him again, but I didn't real expect to. Like I said, it wasn't like we were boyfriend and girlfriend. I knew the score."

"I can't believe you never told me any of this. That's a crazy story!"

"How could I? Yeah, I enjoyed it all while it was happening, but I was ashamed of myself. We weren't raised to be that kind of girl. What would the nuns have said? It's only now that I know you can understand."

Mo smiled at that. "I guess I really can understand. I feel so sexy with Tai and Andy, but it's not quite like you describe. I'm not advertising our relationship, but I'm not ashamed of it either. I feel totally free for the first time in my life. I don't know if I could have walked away like you did."

"Well, Zack leaving made it easier. And of course, I was scared of turning into a stripper or a porn star. About a month later I met Brian and he was great and he made me feel safe. He's a good man and he loves me and that's been enough."

"And you never missed what you felt with Zack?"

"I never thought about it. I buried it. And it worked for what, thirteen years? But that night when those younger guys started hitting on us just brought it all back. The way Mike looked at me, it was just like with Zack and it all came rushing back, everything I'd suppressed all those years."

"Yeah, that was pretty amazing. I never thought a man would look at me like that again. That night woke me up too, but I guess I don't have to face the consequences you do. Couldn't you leave it alone after that night and bury the past again?"

"I thought I could. I tried very hard, but then I came home and Brian's friends were flirty and I got into it and things crossed that line and I couldn't stop myself. I couldn't stop myself until I made all of them want me, even though I knew what it would mean. Maybe deep down I hoped that they would restrain themselves out of loyalty to Brian."

Mo snorted. "Please, guys only have one loyalty and that's to their dicks. You've dug quite a hole for yourself. What are you gonna do? Even if it doesn't come out this weekend you can't depend on your secret staying safe, not with that many people involved."

"I know. I know. I owe Brian the truth, but I know it'll end my marriage. There's no way he'll forgive me. Plus, he'll hate all his friends. This is going to destroy his world. Maybe I should keep my fingers crossed and pray."

"I don't think this is the sort of thing God is likely to help you with. Do you know what you want? If you have these feelings and can't bury them again do you even want to be married? Even if Brian could forgive you, could you stay faithful?"

Katy fought back tears. That was the million-dollar question and one she'd been asking herself for weeks. It was what she was really agonizing over. She loved her husband, but since her long suppressed desires had been awakened could she stay married to him? If she was going to try and stay with Brian it had to be for the right reasons and not just to hide. 

"I just don't know."

Mo gave Katy a hug and said, "Before you do anything figure that out, but you can't take forever. If you wait too long you might find your decisions being made for you." Mo's cell phone rang and danced across the bar as it vibrated. She shot Katy an apologetic look and picked it up. She mostly kept to one-word answers, but Katy could tell one of her friend's young lovers was on the phone, probably wondering where she was. Katy felt guilty for interrupting her friend's evening and when Mo hung up Katy told her she really should go and keep her plans.

"I'm not going to leave you like this. You really shouldn't be alone."

"But I don't want to ruin your Friday night. I'm sure you've been looking forward to this."

"It's not like the boys are going anywhere. Really, I'm not going to take off when you need me."

"That's sweet, but I don't need anymore guilt. Go. I'm a big girl. I can look after myself."

"Why don't you come with me?"

Katy laughed. "You can't be serious. The last thing I need right now is to tag along for your threesome."

"If you're with us we're not going to do anything."

"I don't want to be a third…err…fourth wheel. Besides, what if Mike is around."

"Mike usually makes himself scarce when I go over to see the boys and you won't be a fourth wheel. Tai and Andy are always asking about you. They think you're cool. They're always saying you should come out and party again."

"I don't know, Mo." Actually, Katy did know and she knew it was a bad idea, sort of like returning to the scene of the crime. But the many glasses of wine she'd consumed were clouding her judgment and maybe hanging out with some people she didn't really know was what she needed. The guys were fun and it would keep her mind off her troubles.

"You're too drunk to drive and I'm not leaving you here, so what choice do you have anyway?"

"Okay, but you have to promise you'll behave."

"Scouts honor," Mo promised.

"Weren't you thrown out of Girl Scouts?" Katy asked.

To be continued…



Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 04



©2005 JW Omnimedia. All Rights Reserved.

(I'd like to thank Jackie for her contributions to this series. Her guidance definitely shaped its direction and the story would not have been the same without her input.)

* 

Katy made sure her car was locked up and left it in the parking lot. She'd be riding with Mo since she was several glasses of wine past being able to drive. The women were headed to a townhouse in the city where they planned to meet up with Mo's two younger lovers, Tai and Andy. Katy was really just along for the ride because she didn't want to be alone.

Looking out the window at the street lights passing by, Katy stayed silent for most of the car ride. She felt better since she'd unburdened herself to Mo, one of her oldest friends. Katy revealed far more than she'd planned, but actually saying it all out loud and explaining all the things she felt made them much clearer for Katy. She was not entirely happy with all the conclusions she'd come to, but at least she understood everything now.

Andy answered the door and showed the women into the townhouse. He greeted Mo with an embrace and an intimate kiss and also gave Katy a hug, which she accepted awkwardly. Tai was sitting in the narrow living room playing a game on the Xbox and said hello to the women without looking away from his game.

Because of the circumstances of their first meeting, Katy couldn't help but feel weird around the two guys. It was on Fat Tuesday and Katy and several of her friends were having a girls' night out hitting the bars downtown. Everywhere they went was packed and eventually the thirtysomething women met up with a group of younger guys. To get away from the crowds the women agreed to go back to the guys' house for a couple more drinks before hitting the road. Although all the women were married, except for Mo, who is separated, they didn't think there was anything wrong with some harmless flirting. And after all, it felt good to be hit on by the younger, good looking guys. Katy in particular reacted well to the guys' flirting. After losing a bet, the women ended up flashing the guys and things deteriorated from there. All the women cheated to some degree. Katy ended up in a bedroom with a guy named Mike, getting one of the best fuckings she'd had in years. Mo took on two of the guys, Tai and Andy, and had been meeting them for threesomes ever since. While it had done wonders for Mo's self-esteem, that night proved disastrous for Katy, unleashing desires she'd buried long ago. Katy hadn't seen Mike since that night and had only run into Tai and Andy once, when they were picking Mo up for a night out.

Andy offered to fetch drinks and while Mo asked for a beer, Katy declined, figuring she'd had enough for the night. She was surprised when Mo took a seat beside Tai on the couch and picked up one of the game controllers. She didn't know Mo played videogames. It must have been a habit she picked up from the guys. Katy wondered if Mo used it to impress her eldest son, who was nine, yet. Katy took a seat in the recliner and watched the videogame while Andy returned with beers for Mo, Tai and himself.

"So how have you been?" Andy asked Katy. Mike still brings you up every once in a while."

"That's, um, nice," Katy said, unsure how to respond. It was odd to make small talk about a one-night stand.

"He'll be disappointed he missed you."

"Is he out for the evening?"

"Yeah, he met up with some other friends."

Katy was both relieved and a bit disappointed. There was no reason for her to want to see Mike again, except that she wondered if he would flirt again. She was sure he would and she wondered if she would end up in his bed again. It would be a good test of her resolve, Katy thought, but she was glad she wouldn't be tested. "You'll have to tell him I said hi."

"I surely will." Andy said with a sly smile. 

Katy caught Andy checking her out, but pretended not to notice. Andy was twelve years her junior and while he wasn't her type, the attention was flattering. Katy preferred more of the cocky jock type and Andy was tall and lanky, with a mop of black hair. Tai, on the other hand, was right up her alley. He was a couple years older than Andy with a shaved head and ebony skin. Tai obviously liked to show off that he worked out as his short-sleeved rugby shirt seemed to be a size too small and stretched across his broad chest. Katy had never been with a black guy and she couldn't resist imagining what it would be like to be with Tai. She had some basis for speculation as she'd peeked in on him and Andy fucking Mo those many months ago. She tried to force any sexual thoughts from her mind as she knew they would only lead to trouble.

Tai wrapped up the game and asked, "So ladies, what would you like to do this evening?"

"I don't know. Do you have any ideas?" Mo replied. She moved closer to Tai on the couch and he put an arm around her.

"If you guys had plans I don't want to get in the way," Katy said, but quickly shut up. She knew very well what their plans had been before she tagged along and it wasn't very well something they could do with her there. 

"No, it's cool, you're fun to hang out with, as I remember." Andy said.

Katy favored the boy with a smile and told him, "Don't think you'll be getting a repeat performance of the other night. My top is staying on tonight."

"Nothing I can do to convince you?"

"'Fraid not, sorry. I'm not looking for any trouble tonight."

"There's plenty of fun things we can do with our clothes on," Mo said, adding, "I think so, anyway."

"There are a couple bars in walking distance, we could grab some drinks," Tai suggested. Even with Katy sitting right there he shamelessly fondled one of Mo's sizable breasts, which were both on prominent display in a tight, low-cut sheer pink top, which did little to conceal the lacy black bra underneath it. Mo had a curvy body, which her outfit nicely highlighted. Over the years many people had mistaken Katy and Mo for sisters, as they had the same auburn hair and freckled complexions. They even had similar builds, though Katy was slightly taller and three kids had left Mo with a couple extra pounds Katy didn't carry on her taut body. Mo's d-cups were larger than Katy's breasts, but Katy's were still a very perky c-cup. 

"Nah, it's kind of late, and I think Katy's done drinking for the night." Mo said.

"I could keep going, but I probably shouldn't." Katy concurred. Her head had cleared considerably on the ride over, but she wanted it to stay that way.

"We could play a game or something." Andy suggested.

"Nothing with the word 'strip' in the title," Katy warned.

"How about just plain old poker?" Tai asked.

Katy and Mo shared a private smile and Katy said, "That's not a good idea. I'm not lucky when it comes to that game." She flashed back to that night with her husband's poker buddies. He wasn't around, she started to lose, and got into deep trouble. Now she just had to keep her fingers crossed and hope her transgressions wouldn't come to light.

In the end they decided to watch a movie and Andy dimmed the lights and microwaved some popcorn while the others selected a movie. They decided on an action movie and Andy sat on the couch, on Mo's other side while Katy remained where she was. The movie was about vampires and werewolves and although it looked cool, the plot was silly and it didn't hold Katy's interest for very long. Besides, there was a much more interesting show over on the couch and Katy found she kept looking over there no matter how much she tried not to.

The threesome on the couch behaved themselves through most of the first half of the movie, but gradually temptation got the better of them. Mo had a hand in each guy's lap and Tai, on her left side, was kissing her neck while his hand was occupied under her blouse. Andy had her black leather skirt high enough for Katy to see Mo's fishnets were thigh highs attached to a garter belt. Andy was rubbing her creamy thighs just above her stockings, but seemed very distracted by what Mo was doing with her hand. The recliner Katy sat in was at an angle to the couch and she had a perfect view of everything happening. 

Katy felt her temperature rise as she watched her friend hooking up with her two younger lovers. The three of them didn't seem to notice, or care, that they'd caught her attention. She'd gotten pretty turned on earlier reliving her experiences with Zach and his friend back when she was eighteen and watching Mo with two guys made her memories that much more vivid. And being back in this house, where just a few months ago Mike had taken her up to his bedroom brought more naughty memories flooding back. Things that night actually started in the very chair she was now seated in. She was in Mike's lap and his hands were everywhere, touching her until she relented. Just thinking about it caused Katy to cross her legs to fight the tingling growing between them.

Tai turned Mo's face to his and kissed her full on. Andy unhooked her bra through her top and pushed his hand underneath both bra and shirt, cupping her ample breast. At the moment, all of Mo's attention was focused on Tai. She had one hand under his shirt while the other one fumbled to open his shorts. She finally did and wrapped a small hand around his rock hard ten inch shaft. Andy pulled her hair aside and sucked on the back of her neck while massaging her breasts with both hands under her shirt. Tai gently guided Mo's face down and she leaned forward to kiss and lick his shaft, which was followed a moment later by her slurping it up.

With Mo's head buried in Tai's lap Katy's view was blocked, but she'd seen enough. Katy was not a woman who claimed "size doesn't matter." She was a proud size queen and she very much liked what she saw on Tai. Her husband, Brian, was just slightly larger than average and while she'd always thought she was happy with that her recent experiences with larger men reminded her of what she'd been missing for the last thirteen years. A hand drifted into her own lap and Katy pressed the seam of her tight jeans into her pussy, which felt just good enough to make her want more.

Mo was bobbing quickly on Tai's prick, but Andy was determined to distract her. He hiked up her skirt, revealing panties, which matched the rest of her lingerie. He pushed the panties out of his way and buried two fingers in her pussy. She pushed back at his hand and she cried out, muffled by the black cock choking her. Andy kept a hand on her ass and fingered her until Mo pulled her mouth off Tai and turned around.

"Oh, shit, sorry Katy. Got so carried away I forgot you were here," Mo said, wiping her wet lips on the back of her hand. Her big breasts were capped by fat, dark nipples, which she didn't attempt to cover.

"It's okay, really," Katy replied, looking somewhat flushed herself. She hoped she pulled her hand out of her lap before the others saw it. "I said I didn't want to stop your plans for the night.

"The more the merrier," Andy suggested hopefully.

"Let her be." Mo said.

"We should take this up to the bedroom, baby," Tai said, still fondling Mo's chest.

"Are you sure you don't mind?" Mo said. Obviously she wanted Katy to say yes.

"Really, go upstairs. You guys look like you're having a great time." Katy assured her. God, she was so horny she wanted to grab Tai for herself. Instead she watched as Mo took both guys by the hand and led them upstairs. 

Katy sighed deeply, but it didn't help her frustration. She knew there was only one thing that would help that. As soon as she was alone, she began touching herself again, rubbing the seam of her jeans against her clit, making her pussy pulse. She didn't hear anything from upstairs so she assumed the threesome hadn't gotten to anything too vigorous yet. She closed her eyes and relived what she'd just seen on the couch, but this time it was Katy between the two young men, not her friend. She pushed up under her snug, baby blue V-neck and massaged her own breasts. She was wearing one of those t-shirt bras, but even through the padding she could feel her fat nipple stiffen. It didn't even phase Katy that she was sitting in a strange house, in the living room, masturbating.

Pushing her jeans to her thighs, Katy was able to slip a hand into her soaked panties and she whimpered when she touched her own slick lips. There were sounds coming from upstairs now, Mo moaning, the bed creaking beneath them. She could hear one of the boys, she thought Tai, moaning as well and speaking, but she couldn't make out any words. Katy tried to visualize what was going on upstairs, but after awhile that just wasn't enough and she found herself slowly creeping up the stairs, quiet as a ninja.

The door to Andy's bedroom was wide open and all the lights were on, almost like they expected an audience. The room wasn't large and was mostly filled by the queen-sized bed in the middle, with just a dresser on one side and an old, overstuffed chair in the corner behind the door. Katy leaned against the doorframe with her hand down the front of her open jeans.

Mo was on her back, with her leather skirt pushed up and her top gone. Andy was kneeling by her head with his prick stuffed into her mouth while he held the back of her head and slowly flexed his hips. With his free hand he was groping and pulling on Mo's big, doughy breasts. He pulled her nipples past the point of pain, but Mo seemed to love it, moaning right into his cock. Down below, Tai was busy as well. The big, muscular black was stretched out nude on the bed, laying face down, with his face buried between Mo's ample, white thighs. Katy's friend was clawing at his shaved scalp and it seemed that he was doing an excellent job going down on her. Katy watched all this while rubbing her clit and hoping she wouldn't be discovered, which was ridiculous as the door was only about five feet from the end of the bed.

"Come on in, Katy. You don't need to stand in the doorway." Andy said with a grin. Mo looked at her as well, eyes hooded with lust, but she didn't speak.

Katy sat in the chair by the bed. It was different being so much closer. She was so close she could see the way Mo's nipple darkened when Andy pinched it and she could hear Tai lapping at Mo's pussy. Katy put a foot up on the bed and put her hand back in her jeans. She was drenched and it was hard to keep her fingers on her clit. It was surreal to be so close to the threesome and the sensory overload intoxicated her. If invited in again she wouldn't be able to refuse.

With heavily lidded eyes Katy watched Mo pull away from Andy to concentrate on Tai's tongue. "Mmm Tai, mmmm that's sssooo goooddd, sssuck my ccclittt! Mmmm baby." Mo squeezed her thighs around his head and pressed his mouth so tightly in her sex that Katy didn't know how the young man kept from passing out. Mo let out a howl and announced she was cumming, which would have been obvious from the way her face turned bright red. Without missing a beat, Mo was on her knees while Tai sat by the head of the bed. She rested on her elbows, working on his thick rod, while Andy took advantage of her backend, which was high in the air. He sawed his cock in and out of her while holding onto the big white globes of her ass.

Katy slid her jeans off and planted both feet on the edge of the rocking bed with her legs spread. She had her panties to the side and used one hand to hold her lips open while the fingers of the other strummed her exposed clit. The red bud was vibrating with pleasure and while Katy easily could have cum she stretched it out, enjoying touching herself. Tai was watching her while Mo sucked his cock and Katy watched as his eyes slowly moved from her pussy, up her body, and back down again. He eyed her like a buffet and his desire for her made Katy feel like she was going to faint. She wanted to tear his cock from her friend's lips and mount it. She wanted to show Tai just how sexy she really was. Katy's wordless cries grew louder and louder as she came, furiously rubbing her clit.

Although she'd cum, Katy didn't stop touching herself. In fact, cumming didn't seem to help at all. She was still horny as hell and she needed a cock. She wondered if Mo was really willing to share her bounty. It looked like there was enough to go around. But she didn't need to borrow, because Katy was about to get some of her own.

Katy felt a hand on the back of her head and when she turned her head Mike was standing beside her. The first thing she noticed was that he'd cut his black hair. It just brushed his collar. The second thing was that he wasn't wearing pants and that his nine inches were iron hard. He bent down and kissed her hard, tongue invading her mouth while her own fought back. She reached for his cock while he went between her legs, pushing a finger inside her. Katy humped that finger and jerked his cock while they kissed. He stood up again and she pulled his prick to her lips, licking the dripping head and kissing her way down the shaft before sucking each of his balls. She licked back up the shaft and took him in her mouth, savoring him as she bobbed up and down. 

Mike pulled the tortoise shell clip from Katy's hair and let her auburn locks cascade down past her shoulders. As he stroked her hair, Katy looked up into her eyes and what she found there was her drug. The young man stared down at her with pure need, like she was the only woman in the world who could satisfy him. That look sent chills down her spine and she knew that as long as he looked at her that way she'd do anything he wanted.

Unseen hands lifted her legs and someone moved between them, but as Mike held her face she couldn't see who it was. She had no idea what was happening on the bed two feet away, but clearly Mo was willing to share one of her boy toys. Her thighs were placed over someone's shoulders, someone with hot, smooth skin, and then a mouth locked over her sex. His thick tongue stabbed inside her, almost fucking her like a cock and Katy lifted her ass off the chair. He gripped her thighs tightly and feasted on her like a starving man. Only when her thighs brushed the sides of his smooth head could Katy be sure it was Tai between her legs. He was slurping at her pussy and now Katy understood why her friend was screaming. Tai was amazing with his tongue. No sooner did he start licking her than Katy was cumming. He squeezed her breasts through her shirt and bra, but that wasn't good enough. Tai pushed her shirt up, but Mike took the next step and pulled it over her head. Katy used the brief freedom to see what Mo was up to and saw her friend, still wearing the skirt, boots and fishnets, riding Andy very hard. She bucked up and down on his prick while watching as the other two men molested her friend.

With a quick snap her bra was discarded and Tai covered her freckle-dusted breasts with his dark hands. Her large breasts were not more than a handful for him and not only did he massage the firm orbs, but he gently teased her blush-colored nipples, which turned thick under his expert touch. But Katy could only watch the black man going down on her for a minute because Mike was pressing his neglected cock to her lips and she gave it the attention it deserved.

Mike fed her his cock and Tai sucked her pussy and Katy was lost in a sexual haze. She didn't know how long they were in that position or even how many times she came, it was at least twice, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was the pleasure she felt. She whimpered with disappointment when Mike took his cock away. But Mo wanted it and Katy couldn't deny her generous friend. 

While Mike joined Andy and Mo on the bed, Tai moved into a crouch and pulled Katy forward so her ass rested on the edge of the chair. Andy had cum and while Mo sucked him back to life lying on her side, Mike moved behind her and slid into her pussy. That's all Katy saw because at that moment Tai commanded her full attention. He tugged her forward and with her legs over his shoulders she dropped onto his cock. She was impaled in one fell swoop and she literally screamed when she bottomed out. He was only about an inch longer than Mike, but much thicker. She hadn't had anyone as big as Tai in many, many years. None of her husband's friends who fucked her at the poker game were as big. If she hadn't already cum several times and was so wet she knew the young man would be tearing her up, but God it felt good. So very good. He supported her ass and used his strong arms to lift her up and down on his cock. It felt remarkable to be fucked like that. It was a move she'd only ever seen in a porn movie. Tai was so deep and it felt like he was going to ram right through her. She held onto the arms of the chair white-knuckled while Tai fucked her up and down on him. 




Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 04



"Oh God! OhGodohgodohgodohgod! Fuck! Fuck me!" Katy exclaimed. She was on cloud nine and never wanted to come back to Earth. It was like she'd been having one long orgasm since Tai started fucking her.

"Fuck, baby! Fuck, baby yeah!" Tai cried. He seemed to be enjoying the redheaded wife as much as she enjoyed him. 

Katy liked the contrast of his ebony skin against her white, freckled skin. It seemed to make the whole thing even more taboo. She threw her head back and wailed, feeling a really big one coming. She came so hard she thought she might pass out, but then she felt Tai grip her ass more tightly and in a moment he was flooding her with thick cum. He kept pulling her up and down on his shaft until his cream was running out of her and dripping onto the floor. Only then did he push Katy back onto the chair and sit on the floor gasping for breath.

Kicking back in the chair, Katy wondered, what's next? Mike fucked Mo for another few minutes until she screamed through another orgasm and was rock hard when he pulled out. He kissed Mo on the cheek and thanked her before climbing off the bed.

"Ready to go?" Mike asked, bending over Katy and kissing her cheek. She nodded and he scooped her up in his strong arms. 

"See you later, hon," Mo said as Mike carried Katy to his bedroom.

As soon as Mike laid her on his unmade bed he was on top of her and Katy welcomed him into his embrace. They used hands and lips to explore each other's bodies but only briefly, for they were both ready for the main event. Mike easily slid inside her and Katy clung to his back as he rode her hard. Wrapping her legs around him she was able to keep him from pulling out too far. She wanted him inside her.

"You're so fucking sexy. I'm so glad you came back," Mike whispered.

"Oh, me too." She moaned. "I couldn't get that night out of my mind. You feel so good."

"I've never fucked anyone like you, Katy. You're incredible."

His words were honey and Katy lapped them up. The young man knew how to treat a lady and it made Katy want to please him even more. She came again and with her muscles squeezing him Mike wasn't far behind. He added his load to Tai's and stayed inside her afterward. Katy felt warm and wanted in his arms and fell asleep that way





Fat Tuesday Flirt Ch. 04



"Max, come on..." Katy sighed. Her hands slid down his chest and rested on his waist, allowing him to step into her.

"You look so hot, how do you expect me to resist?" Max palmed one of her breasts and commented, "You're not even wearing a bra, are you?" Blood rushed to her nipple and when Max felt it harden it gently rolled it between his fingers, making Katy moan. 

Max kissed her and Katy didn't try to stop him this time. He palmed her breast while he pushed his knee between her legs, riding her already short denim skirt higher. It was one of those skirts that looked like it was hacked off at the bottom and only came to mid-thigh. All the people just around the corner, all the noise, everything just disappeared. The only thing on Katy's mind was how Max's body felt pressed into hers and how badly she knew he wanted her. God, she loved being wanted like that. His hand, in her hair, dropped down and when she felt him tug at the knot behind her neck Katy came back to reality. She could not let him undress her right there by the vending machines! She took his hand and moved it back to her breast. She liked it better there anyway. Katy decided this was not going any further than a little friendly make out session.

"Dude, don't mind me, I just need ice."

Katy's eyes snapped open and there was some young guy she'd never seen before pushing past them. He filled a little ice bucket and was gone just like that, but it was enough to pull Katy back to reality and she pushed Max away and fixed her skirt.

"Okay big guy, that's enough." Katy said, catching her breath.

"How can you say that? I know you don't really want me to stop." He was touching her again, but Katy pushed his hands away.

"That's not the point. Listen, there's something you need to know. I came up here for a reason. I'm telling Brian it's over."

That stopped Max in his tracks. He stared at her. "Why?"

"You're in here making out with me and you need to ask why? I've been unfaithful. Repeatedly. I love Brian, but I can't be a good wife anymore. He deserves a wife who can be faithful. I need to tell him that. I need to tell him everything."

"Everything? You can't be serious." Max backed away from her, like she was suddenly contagious. 

"Okay, maybe not quite everything, but there's stuff you don't know about. If I can keep you out of it, I will. But I can't promise you anything. You should be prepared for the worst."

"Fuck! Jesus Christ, I can't believe this. You can't tell him about us. Dina'll find out. You'll ruin me!"

"Don't be such a pussy. It's not like you're innocent. And I said I'd keep you out of it if I can."

"Dammit, Katy. Just do me a favor, give me a heads up on whatever you decide. If Dina has to find out I want it to be from me, not Brian." Max walked away without another word, leaving a frustrated and annoyed Katy behind. It was bad enough she let him get her all fired up, but he'd pissed her off too.

Katy caught up with Brian poolside, with a bratwurst in one hand and a beer in the other. She'd been groped another dozen times along the way, but this time she didn't push through the crowd of horny guys quite so quickly this time. Her nipples poked through her halter top like beacons, signaling just how hot she was, but Brian seemed too drunk to notice.

"Honey, didn't you put any lotion on? You look like a lobster." Katy said, sitting on the arm of the lounger beside her husband. Brian was quite sunburned. Luckily it was just about sundown, so he wasn't going to get any worse. She was red as well, but for entirely different reasons.

"I'm fine, it's just a little sunburn. Feel better after your nap?" He put his arm around her waist and kissed her hand, which was the only part of her body he could reach.

"Yeah, I feel great. So what's going on down here?"

"The usual, though no one's jumped in the pool naked yet."

"Maybe I'll be the first!" Katy laughed. Brian didn't mind her wild streak and he was drunk enough that he probably wouldn't care, but she thought this was a night to be conservative. And she wasn't even drunk yet anyway.

Looking down at Brian, Katy felt her heart breaking. She was ashamed by the way she'd been behaving and felt horrible about what she was going to do in the morning. Brian was a good man and he loved her a lot. She loved him too, but it wasn't enough, not anymore. Sitting there with him she desperately wished it were, but in her soul she knew if she stayed with him and tried to stay faithful she'd fail. And he would find out sooner or later. It sucked, she thought, that she couldn't be the woman she wanted to be. Being a slave to her desires was no way to go through her life, she knew. Perhaps someday, when she'd had her fill, Katy would go back to normal life, but that wasn't what she needed now.

While they sat and chatted with some others, a game of volleyball started in the pool and Katy had a good time with Brian, watching everyone having fun. She got up and fetched him a new beer and one for herself. When she got back the game in the pool was getting really wild and when one person stepped out, Brian decided to join in, diving into the water in her cut-offs. 

"Come on in, honey!" He encouraged.

"Yeah, the water's great!" Shouted another guy, the team's shortstop. It looked like a lot of fun, but there was a problem.

"I don't have my bathing suit on under here, guys. I forgot to bring one."

Brian swept his arms through the water, splashing Katy. She squealed when the water hit her, as it wasn't as warm as advertised. She was soaked and her top clung to her like a second skin. Fortunately it wasn't white, she thought. "See, now you're all wet anyway, so it doesn't matter!"

"Thanks, but I'll sit this one out anyway." She said. There was nothing to dry off with, so she sat and kept watching until she was too chilly. She tried to tell Brian she was going up to change, but he was too caught up in the game to hear her. As predicted, clothes did start coming off. A buxom redhead went up to spike the ball and when she came down her bikini top stayed on the surface of the water. All the guys cheered and when she tried to grab her top they started playing keep away with it. Another woman's top was pulled off and the mayhem really started. Katy decided it was good to get away while she still had hers. She ran the gauntlet again and almost made it back to her room in one piece, but as she was unlocking the door, Jeff Higgins appeared from nowhere.

"Hey, Jeff, I was just going in to change," she said quickly, trying to get into the room and close the door.

"Don't mind if I join you," Jeff said. He pushed into the room before she could close the door, but then made sure it was shut behind him, even turning the deadbolt.

"I said I was getting changed. I got soaked down by the pool, I need to get into something dry, so get out."

"You know I like you best when you're drenched," he chuckled. He made a grab for her, but Katy darted away. When she tried for the door he headed her off. 

"Get the fuck out. Is that clear enough for you?" Katy knew what Jeff wanted and while it made her pulse race, she found it easiest to turn him down because he'd always been such an asshole. Of all the guys who were at the poker game she regretted fucking Jeff the most. It just pissed her off more that the sex had been so good. Really Jeff had been the one who'd pushed things over the line that night. Katy didn't think any of the others would've had the balls without Jeff egging them on.

"You should be nicer to me, Katy. I'm in a position to make your life very uncomfortable."

"You're already accomplishing that, asshole."

"No, this ain't nothing. Gimme a minute." He fished his cell out of his baggy cargo shorts and fiddled with it.

"I really am cold. Are you going to leave so I can change?" She crossed her arms and sat on the edge of the long dresser that ran along the wall.

"Don't get your panties in a twist. You're gonna want to see this." He kept pressing buttons on his phone until he finally announced, "Here we go. Come over here."

"I'm comfortable here, thanks."

Jeff crossed and room and stood uncomfortably close and Katy became very aware of his body. She smelled whiskey on his breath. He pressed a button and turned the phone so she could see the small screen. It may have been small, but she could clearly see what was displayed on the screen. Jeff flipped through a series of images that were taken the night of the poker game. There were pictures of her in red bra and panties, with her thigh highs and boots, posing for the guys in her living room, but that was the least of it. There were snaps of her on the couch on her back while Max fucked her and her chest was wet with the load Jeff had just deposited there. Katy turned deathly pale.

"I can see you're surprised, but wait, you haven't seen the best part yet." Jeff laughed. He went through another menu and Katy was shocked to see video played back on the phone. Max was on top of her and her legs were locked behind his back. The video was jerky and pixilated, but it was obvious what they were doing and that it was her. Especially since there was audio too. On the recording Katy called out, "Ffffffuckkkk meeeeee!" That video ended, but there was another one which had her begging, "Cum inside me, please Max."

After the second video played Jeff told her, "I wanted to make sure there was no doubt you were a very willing participant."

Katy was aghast. She'd been so caught up in everything happening that night that she had no idea Jeff was taking pictures of everything. She didn't think the sonofabitch was low enough to do something like that, but he was proving once again you could never underestimate him.

"What do you plan on doing with that?"

"That all depends on you, sweetheart." Jeff touched her cheek, but Katy smacked his hand away.

"So this is blackmail, is it? If I don't what, fuck you again, you go and show that video to Brian? Is that it?" Her emerald eyes blazed with anger, but he didn't back off one step. She decided the truth was her best option at this point. "Well, I've got bad news for you. I've decided to tell Brian everything anyway. Our marriage is over, so how much damage do you think your little pictures are going to do now?"

Jeff laughed in her face. "You're leaving Brian? It's all over?" He studied her face until he sunk in that she wasn't kidding. "Really? You're leaving? I guess Brian does deserve better than a slut like you."

That stung, whether it was true or not. "And a friend like you? How many friends would fuck their buddy's wife when his back is turned?"

"Apparently a bunch of Brian's. Sucks for him."

"Now you can get the hell out." Katy pushed past him, but Jeff grabbed her and pulled her into him she felt his hard-on through his shorts and the way he manhandled her left her breathless. She couldn't deny she needed some attention, but she didn't want it from him.

"Not so fast, sweetheart." His face was inches from hers. "That doesn't make the pictures and the video go away. You may be ending it, but are you really going to tell him everything? Are you just going to admit you cheated, or are you going to tell him you let his friends gangbang you? There's a big difference there. Are you out to intentionally hurt the poor guy? And if you tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth, he doesn't need to see and hear just how badly you wanted it, how he couldn't satisfy you, does he?"

"I think you're bluffing anyway. Not only will Brian kill you, but so will Max. 'Cause you'll be ruining his marriage too." Katy didn't quite think he was bluffing, more like hoped he was. She still wasn't sure how much she was going to tell Brian, but whatever she told him she did not want him seeing what was on Jeff's phone. That would just be cruel.

"You give me way too much credit. For one thing, I think I could kick either of their ass and for another, if I was willing to fuck Brian's wife what makes you think I care what Dina finds out? Maybe I'll get to bang her too when she find out, though she's not nearly as hot as you."

"Jesus, you are a motherfucker aren't you?" Katy said with exasperation.

Jeff held the back of her head, stroking her cheek with his thumb and this time she didn't stop him. "What are you so uptight about anyway? It's not like you didn't love it the first time. You were begging for it, sweetheart."

"If we do this I want you to delete everything right here." Katy worked to get her voice neutral. She did remember how much she liked it the first time, but she didn't want to give the asshole the satisfaction of knowing it. She wanted him to think it was all about the blackmail.

"I promise, sweetheart." He pulled her to his lips and Katy kissed him back a bit too enthusiastically. She opened her mouth and met his tongue with hers while unfastening his shorts.

Pulling the knot free from behind her neck, Jeff pushed Katy away long enough to peel her wet top from her chest. Her bare breasts crushed against him while he worked her skirt up past her hips, which was a short trip. She was only wearing a black g-string underneath and he roughly squeezed ample, round ass. Katy shoved her hand down the front of his shorts. He was hung like a tree stump, not long at all, but so thick she couldn't even wrap her fingers around it. Still, she did the best she could and pumped his shaft. God, she was so horny she couldn't wait to get him inside her.

Jeff sat Katy on the dresser, parting her legs so he could get between them. Her g-string was no impediment to his touching her pussy and he rubbed her slippery lips while lowering his face to her breasts. He roughly rubbed her clit while pulling her nipple with his teeth and Katy wailed while she dug her nails into his shoulders. Animal desire had taken over, which was the only explanation for what Katy said next.

"Fuck me. Stop teasing and fuck me," she growled.

"That's more like it. The true Katy comes out," Jeff gloated. He dropped his shorts and ripped her g-string away. She grabbed his cock and brought it to her pussy. Jeff didn't make her wait any longer, he buried his shaft with one brutal stroke. 

Katy cried out, partly in pain and shock at how far he stretched her open. He put his hands on her hips and held her steady as he pulled out and slammed it into her again. He did this again and again, deliberately fucking her hard and slow to open her up. Katy stared at him, green eyes wide. Every time he shoved it into her his shaft dragged against her clit and skyrockets were going off in Katy's head. This was exactly what she needed after how horny she'd been. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled Jeff into while holding onto the dresser for leverage. She thrust back at him, breasts shaking with every hard thrust.

"Oh God yes! Give it to me! Fuck me!"

"Fuck yeah Katy! Take it like a slut!"

She didn't like being called a slut by Jeff, but she couldn't deny the truth in the epithet. She kept ordering Jeff to fuck her and he moved faster and faster, hammering her mercilessly, yet she still demanded, "Harder! Fuck me harder dammit! Oh yeaaa!" The dresser was banging into the wall loudly, but Katy was still louder, screaming when she came after a few minutes of the rough fucking. Jeff kept riding her as her pussy gripped him and squished around his invading prick. He gave a final thrust, grinding into her, and pulled out.

"Oh God Jeff," Katy gasped, still throbbing from her head to her toes. She felt suddenly empty without the wide cock filling her.

"We're not done yet, sweetheart. I just wanted to see that sweet ass of yours."

Jeff turned Katy around so she was facing the wall and the mirror mounted there. Her skirt was flipped up and he crammed himself back inside her. She planted her hands on the dresser and thrust backward. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the mirror. She loved watching herself, but even more so the way Jeff's face was twisted with lust and the strain of his effort. He was fucking her so hard Katy had to fight to keep on her feet.

"Is that hard enough for you?" He grunted. 

"Yes," Katy moaned. He pounded her so hard it almost hurt, but she wouldn't have had it any other way. He was feeding her every desire. The show in the mirror was awesome and now she understood why people mounted the things on their ceilings.

"Can't hear you. Louder!" 

"Yes!" She shouted. "Yes, fuck it's good. You're fucking me so good! Yyyessss!"

In a couple more minutes Katy came again, screaming her lungs out. Jeff held her ass so hard he left huge red handprints and he came right as she did, pumping his cock until he was completely drained.

Katy sagged when Jeff pulled away and closed her eyes, trying to catch her breath and calm down. She was still leaning over the dresser and realized her ass was hanging out, so she pulled her skirt down and straightened out her sore body.

"What the hell is going on in there?" Brian called from the other side of the door.

Katy's heart stopped and she froze. Jeff, however, just pulled up his shorts and walked toward the door, which Brian was now banging on. She barely had her top tied when Jeff opened the door. Brian pushed past Jeff and confronted the two of them, eyes darting from one to the other.

"What was going on in here? I heard screaming and banging. One of you better start talking."

"Ask your wife. She's eager to tell you all about it." Jeff said coldly.

"I'm asking you, asshole." Brian pushed up against Jeff, but the other man shoved him backwards and Brian drunkenly stumbled onto the bed.

"Don't get your ass kicked over something like this, man. It ain't worth it." He turned to Katy and winked, saying, "See ya sweetheart."

Katy walked over and shut the door. She demurely sat on one of the chairs by a little table and looked across at her husband. There was anger on his face and pain dawning as he realized what the sounds he'd heard meant. He sat up and returned her stare.

"Was that... Were you... Katy?"

"Brian, we need to talk. I'm so sorry, but..."

"Were you fucking Jeff?" He shouted.

She looked down, then up again with unshed tears in her eyes. "Yes, Brian. I'm so sorry. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help myself."

"You couldn't help fucking one of my friends? What the fuck, Katy? Was it the first time?"

"Yes." Looking at her husband, seeing the pain he was struggling to hide, she couldn't tell him everything. She had to hope he would never learn the whole truth.

"Was he the first one? Have you fucked around before?"

"Yes, I mean no. No, he isn't the only one. Listen, that doesn't matter, I should never have done it. I..."

"How many? How many guys? Have you been fucking around for our whole marriage?"

"No! No, Brian, I love you. I've always loved you, but things have changed for me. It's not your fault, but I can't be married anymore."

"Not to me, you slut! How many are there?"

"Why does it matter? I don't want to hurt you anymore."

"Tell me, Katy. Tell me the damn truth."

Tears rolling down her cheeks, Katy told it. She didn't tell him about the poker game, but she did tell him about Fat Tuesday and how she'd let Mike take her up to his room. She didn't dime her other friends out, who were married too, but she didn't lie about what she'd done that night. When she finished she waited for Brian's reaction and by the look on his face she didn't know if he was going to cry or hit her. Brian had never been violent toward her before, but she knew every man had his breaking point.

Very quietly, he said, "Get out."

"Brian..." She pleaded.

"Katy, get the fuck out! Get your shit and go." He turned away from her. "I don't want to see you. I can't look at you."

She didn't even bother to get the rest of her things. She just took her car keys and purse and left.




Fat Tuesday Flirt



"Ted wouldn't leave it alone, so I told him that if Cal could beat Angie in quarters we would flash our tits. And if we win they all have to drop their pants." Patty said.

Katy was shocked by the bargain, but then remembered that in her day Angie could not be beaten at quarters. "You agreed to this?" She asked.

"I was kind of pushed into it," Angie admitted, watching as Cal was about to go again, "but this boy's ass is mine."

"I hope so!" Cal said and missed his shot.

"You should be so lucky, squirt." Angie shot back and sank her quarter with ease.

"What's the score?" Katy asked. Mike had come up close behind her and rested a hand on her hip.

"I'm up by two now. Three wins."

Standing, Katy felt all the alcohol working on her and standing there watching Angie playing quarters against the college kid she really did feel like the last dozen or so years had been wiped out and she was a kid again herself. How many times had she and her friends hooked up with a bunch of guys to hang out and have fun? And a lot of times she'd ended up on some boy's lap in a dark corner getting it on. But she was not eighteen years old anymore and she was married and the only person she should be hooking up with was her husband. Still, flirting with Mike and walking the line of being bad did feel good. She thought she might even have to wake her husband up and fuck him silly when she got home.

Cal pulled even with Angie and Katy thought they might be in trouble. We're not really going to have to flash these guys, are we? She wondered. She thought about all the teenaged bodies the boys had probably seen and did not feel good about the idea of flashing them. "Come on, Angie," she urged.

"I'm trying to concentrate here," Angie grunted and missed her next shot. "Damn it."

"Come on, Cal, buddy, put her away," Leo said.

Cal theatrically flexed his fingers and eyed the glass. The room grew hushed but for the music drifting in from the living room. Katy held her breath as she watched Cal bounce the quarter off the table. It spun around the rim of the clear shot glass and she thought they were safe, but then the shiny quarter banked in and all the guys whooped in triumph.

"Fuck!" Angie shouted. "No way! I don't lose."

"Sorry, babe, but you did tonight." Cal taunted.

"I want a rematch."

"Sure, but you've still got to take your top off," Mike said.

"Christ, I can't believe this," Patty said. Clearly even she thought this was too much.

"I guess we're sunk," Mo said from the living room, not sounding upset at all.

"Okay, boys. You all go into the living room. We're going into the kitchen. And no peeking!" Patty said, dragging her friends into the kitchen. The boys all headed for the far end of the living room.

"We're not really going to do this?" Angie asked, furious.

"We're not welchers, are we?" Patty asked.

"Do you think I'll look okay?" Mo asked. 

"We are just going to tell them no. It's not like they can make us." Angie insisted.

"No, but Patty's right. We shouldn't go back on what we agreed to, although you guys should have asked me before you agreed."

"They were just so damned cocky. I wasn't thinking," Angie said. She was endlessly competitive and couldn't help rising to any challenge, no matter how silly, a quality which had gotten her into trouble more than once over the years.

"Well now we're in, so how are we going to do this as painlessly as possible?" Katy asked.

"Quickness is the key, I think." Patty said. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra through her shirt. "Just pull up your shirts and give them a quick look and we've filled our part of the bargain." Patty pulled her bra out of the arm of her blouse and untucked the blouse from her skirt.

"Sounds like a plan," Katy agreed, trying to figure out the best way she could flash. She was wearing a strapless bra underneath her camisole, which would have to go, but she knew she couldn't pull up her sweater and pull down her camisole at the same time. Something was going to have to come off. After a moment's consideration she shed her sweater and then pulled her bra off and with just the camisole on it was obvious she was braless. Katy felt a thrill at being so on display.

Angie removed her bra from under her sweater as Patty did and Mo unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a black satin bra with a front clasp. The women all looked at each other, firming their resolve.

"Don't be so nervous, it's just a quick flash, it's really no big deal," Patty told Angie reassuringly.

"Yeah," Mo interjected.

"And it's not like you haven't shown them to young guys before, even if it was just on a one-on-one basis." Katy said. "I'm actually hoping they enjoy the show!"

"Tramp," Angie laughed. "But last time guys their age saw me like that I was their age. And usually it was in the back of a dark car or something."

"Are you all ready?" Patty asked and was answered by nods all around.

"Then let's give these boys a thrill." Katy said.

"Our husbands better never find out!" Angie said.

"Who'd tell them?" Asked Mo, the only one who didn't need to worry about a husband. "Let's go!"

The boys eagerly awaited them in the living room, some of them sitting, other's standing, everyone making sure they'd have a nice view for the show. There really wasn't enough room for the women to stand side by side, so they formed a semicircle, gave each other a last look and showed the goods. Patty and Angie pulled their tops up, each revealing a nice chest. While Angie was very small, they were also nice and perky, with tall, skinny nipples. Patty was about average, a large b-cup with a little hang, and dark, almost brown nipples that wrinkled and hardened even as the boys looked on. Mo, who's shirt had been hanging up, unclasped the front hook on her bra and her huge breasts, well into d-cup territory, sort of dropped into view. They didn't hang to her waist or anything, but after a couple kids they did sag a bit, not that any of the boys seemed to mind. They clearly thought she was sexy as hell. And finally, Katy simultaneously pulled down the straps of her camisole and lowered it to her waist. She was a 36C and had the nicest chest of the women with just a tiny amount of hang and thick, wine coloured nipples that had been hard before she'd exposed them. The freckles that made Katy so cute also spilled down her chest and dusted the slopes of her breasts. Having the young men checking her out like that was having a profound effect on her and she could feel her pussy dampening. It wasn't something she'd ever thought she would do, but Katy was glad they were "pushed" into it.

Angie tried to do a quickly flash and pulled her top down, while Patty followed suite, but the boys voice a chorus of disappointment and seeing their other friends made no move to cover themselves, they pulled their tops up again. Actually seeing the boy's approval made Angie feel really good, while Patty just enjoyed teasing the boys. In all they exposed themselves for about 30 seconds, Katy even gave her breasts a playful shake, before covering up again, with Mo being the last to do so. The boys hooted and applauded, making all the women feel like sex stars.

As soon as the display was over it seemed that everyone returned to their corners. Katy made to go back to the kitchen to get her sweater and bra, but Mike took her by the arm and pulled her down into the recliner on his lap again. Mo rejoined her boys on the couch, without bothering to close her shirt, and Patty went on through to the kitchen again with Ted while Leo and Cal joined Angie at the dining room table again with a deck of cards, apparently continuing the drinking games.  

"That was quite an impressive display," Mike commented as he pulled Katy closer. His arms were around her and his hands caressing in innocent places, but creeping toward the forbidden.

"Why thank you, young man."

"Sure, ma'am," he said with a tip of his head.

"Don't ma'am me. I'm not that much older than you. Just old enough to be your sister's hot friend, or maybe a really young aunt. How old are you?"

"Twenty-two." Mike replied, his hand just below he curve of her breast. His face was buried in her hair and she felt the brush of his lips on the side of her neck. Katy's heart was racing and she knew if the room was lit better he'd see just how flushed she was. Staying in Mike's lap much longer would be a bad idea, and yet she did not move.

"So I'm not even ten years older than you," Katy lied, shaving a couple years. Mike began kissing the side of her neck and she turned to jelly. "Mike...uhmm...that's not a very good idea," she said breathily.

"I think it's a great idea," he said between kisses and he captured her breast, her nipple seeming to burn into his palm like her camisole wasn't even there. She suddenly felt naked without her bra.

"You're going to get me in trouble. I'm married." Katy said without conviction.

"It's not any trouble as long as it stays our little secret." Mike kissed her and she offered only a second's hesitation.

Coming up for air, Katy protested, "But there are people around." Mike gave her nipple a soft pinch and she gasped. For such a young guy, she thought Mike had great hands, knowing exactly how to touch her to make her willpower melt away. His other hand was rubbing her thigh, just underneath the hem of her skirt, and Katy struggled to keep her legs closed to him. Mike dipped his head and gave her nipple a playful nibble through her camisole, causing pure pleasure to zip through Katy. Involuntarily her legs parted and he took the opening. Katy grabbed Mike's face and kissed him. Soon her hips were moving, pushing into his hand, which made her ass grind into his growing erection. Katy didn't know how long they sat there fooling around like teenagers, but she only stopped Mike when he brought her close to cumming with his hands. Her pantyhose were soaked through and he'd managed to work her panties out of the way so he could rub her pussy right through her hose. She was trembling on the edge, but had to stop him because she knew she couldn't possibly stay silent. Katy had never been a quiet cummer.

"If you're worried about your friends maybe we should go upstairs." 

"I just need to go to the bathroom," Katy said, forcing the words out. What she really wanted to do was to say yes and drag the boy to his bedroom.

Mike didn't look too disappointed. "It's upstairs to the left on the second floor."

Katy stood up and fixed her clothes. Walking past the couch she saw Tai had his arm around Mo and she snuggled against him while her legs lay across Andy. Katy didn't see them actually doing anything, but she would have sworn that Mo's bra was unhooked again.

In the small bathroom Katy splashed water on her face and caught her breath. She stared at herself in the dirty mirror and tried to calm down. Her hair was all mussed and her lips looked plump from all the kissing. Katy looked sexy and about ready to tear someone's clothes off, but she kept telling herself she shouldn't. Getting caught wasn't what mattered. She briefly considered making herself cum right there in the bathroom to take the edge off. Once she was reasonably sure she'd regained some self-control, Katy exited the bathroom only to find Mike standing right by the door.

"Mike," was all she could get out before he was all over her. He pressed her into the wall, kissing and grinding into her. Katy gripped him and ground right back. Her skirt rode up as the bulge in his pants rubbed right into her sensitive pussy. In her boots Katy was the perfect height for Mike to fuck her right there against the wall. He nearly ripped her camisole pulling it down and orally attacked her breasts. She threw her head back and moaned loudly, hoping no one downstairs could hear. In a matter of moments Mike had her right back to the edge of orgasm and when he took her hand and led her to the third floor she wordlessly followed.

In the bedroom Katy never got fully naked, which made everything seem dirtier and hotter. Her camisole was pulled down to her waist and her skirt pushed up and she kept her boots on. Mike lay on top of her on his unmade bed while kissing and touching her everywhere while Katy wrestled his clothes off. He had a nice solid frame and a nearly hairless, strong chest, which Katy ran her hands over. His cock was as solid as the rest of him and every bit a big as the bulge in his pants had promised. Size mattered to her and Katy wasn't disappointed. Mike pinched her clit through her pantyhose while rubbing her and Katy exploded.

"Ohhhhhh Gooooddddd!" Katy cried, tensing under Mike, her orgasm ripping through her. He kept his hand in place and it seemed like one orgasm was just going to flow into another. "Yesss!"

Mike did take his hand away and Katy wanted it right back, but he was reaching over to his nightstand, pulling the drawer open. She paid no attention to what he was doing as her eyes were still screwed shut as she enjoyed the fireworks behind them. Her eyes did snap open when she felt cool steel against her thigh. She looked down to see a small pocketknife slicing through her pantyhose like butter. He opened a slit between her legs and then sliced her panties away. Mike tossed the knife onto the nightstand and put his hand over hers on his shaft. Katy did have a pang of guilt, but then she felt Mike's helmet push into her folds and she guided him the rest of the way into her. She dug her boot heels into the bed and pushed up, embedding Mike inside her.

Katy gasped, feeling Mike's cock riding in and out of her. He was so big and hard. His shaft felt like it had been molded from burning steel and now it was setting her on fire wherever it touched her. She hooked her legs around his and locked him into her. She could feel his hairy legs against her thighs through her pantyhose and couldn't believe he'd just slit them open and taken her. She thought it was about the sexiest thing ever. He craned his neck and caught one of her bouncing breasts in his mouth, nibbling on the pliant flesh.

"Ohhh..." Katy moaned.

Mike looked up at her smiling and asked, "Does that feel good?"

"Mmm, yes, oh God, fuck me! Fuck me harder!" Katy cried, no longer concerned that her friends might hear her. Her husband loved it when she talked dirty in bed and Mike brought it right out of her. "Harder! Harder! Oh, fuck, oh yesss!" Katy wanted to moan his name but in the heat of passion she couldn't remember it. She screamed when her orgasm hit her like a freight train, knocking all sense from her. She tensed, raking her nails across his back, and then went limp as a rag doll. Although her pussy was tight as a fist around him, Mike still did not cum and didn't show any signs that he was going to soon. Instead he turned Katy over and she obligingly climbed onto her hands and knees so he could slam her from behind, one of Katy's favourite positions.

Katy's breasts swayed beneath her while Mike grabbed her pantyhose-covered ass and hammered his cock home. She gripped the sheets in both hands and hung her head down while throwing herself back at him just as fiercely. He moved a hand up to her shoulder and was pulling her back so hard she felt his balls slapping between her thighs. Again she was screaming, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, God, right there...just a little..." Katy lost the ability to speak as she came for the third time that night. Now it seemed like she wasn't even coming down from her orgasms, one just seemed to flow into another. The third time proved the charm for Mike as well as he grunted while he shot his load inside her. He kept his cock buried until her churning pussy had milked out every last drop.

"That was fucking incredible," Mike sighed, laying beside Katy on his bed. She still lay face down beside him with her eyes closed. Aftershocks shot from her pussy all over her body and she just felt too content to move yet. She answered him by softly moaning and reaching blindly to stroke his slimy, depleted prick.

Although time seemed to have lost its meaning, Katy knew she'd been up there too long and that she had to get up. She sat on the edge of the bed and fixed her top and pushed her skirt back into place. "I'd better hit the bathroom and make myself presentable," she told the young man, who lay there watching her. On unsteady feet she made her way to the bathroom as quietly as she could. She heard someone in one of the bedrooms on the second floor and didn't want to be seen in her current state.

Katy washed her face and raked her fingers through her hair in an attempt to look not quite as trampy, but with her purse back in the minivan there wasn't much she could do. Her lipstick was gone and her eye makeup was smudged. Mike's cum had started dripping onto her pantyhose and she cleaned up down there, but there was nothing she could do about her ruined panties, so she pulled them up and then down her legs on the outside of her hose. Tossing them into the trash Katy smirked, thinking it would give the boys something to talk about in the morning. Her nipples strained through the camisole and Katy knew she had to go find her bra before she went anywhere. She looked hot braless and in the camisole, but she hardly looked presentable.

The noises coming from the bedroom were more distinct when Katy left the bathroom and she knew someone was having sex in there. Since they were the only females in the house she knew it had to be one of her friends and she couldn't help taking a peak to see who else was being bad.

The door was ajar and the lights were on, giving Katy a perfect view of the three people in the bedroom. Andy was on his back on the bed while Mo was riding him, stark naked. Tai was beside them on the bed playing with her enormous, jiggling breasts and she had a hand on his dark shaft while she bounced up and down on Andy's cock. Mo was slamming up and down hard and the bed sounded like it was going to collapse under them. Katy's friend had her head thrown back and her eyes closed and no idea that they had company. While Katy watched Mo grew louder and louder, until Tai pulled her over and stuffed his cock in her mouth, cutting off her moans. Now Mo was on her side and Andy was stuffing her from the rear while Tai held her head and fucked her mouth. Katy knew she should leave them alone, but she stood in the doorway, transfixed.

"Some show, isn't it?" Mike whispered from behind. Katy nearly jumped out of her skin. He put his arms around her and she pressed back into him. "Your friend Mo's a hot one, isn't she? Would have never guessed." He was touching Katy again and her body responded.

"Come on, we shouldn't be watching," Katy said and tried to turn away. Mike was rolling her nipple between his fingers through her top and he pulled her skirt up to touch her bare pussy, which was still soaked.

"Something tells me you don't really want to go." Mike whispered, kissing her neck.

Oh God, Katy thought, knowing she was headed from trouble once again. She let him pull down one side of her camisole so he could caress her bare breast and he teased her pussy. She felt so exposed with no panties and her hose slit open. He pressed his fingers inside her while grinding his cock into her ass. Meanwhile in front of them his friends still mercilessly fucked Mo to ecstasy. 

Katy heard Mike fiddling with his belt and she whispered, "No, not again." He didn't offer an argument, but he didn't stop touching her either. Her pussy was a swamp now and he could barely keep her clit under his thumb as she jerked her hips around, but he did work two fingers inside her and started fucking her with them. Katy bit her lip, desperately trying to stay quiet. Fortunately the three people in front of them were so focused on each other they paid no attention to anything else. 




Fat Tuesday Flirt



There was a gagging sound from the bedroom and Tai pulled his cock out of Mo's mouth, shooting ropes of cum all over her breasts and face, while Andy shouted that he was cumming and kept his cock planted in her pussy. Mo was obviously cumming too as she was whimpering uncontrollably and writhing all over the bed. With everyone in the bedroom making so much noise Katy felt okay to let loose and she came too, soaking Mike's fingers and shuttering in delight. After her fourth orgasm she was totally drained and sagged against the wall while aftershocks radiated through her.

Katy rolled back from the door way and barely had her skirt in place before the door to the second bedroom opened and to her surprise out came Angie, looking very flustered. When she saw Katy in the hallway she stopped short and struggled to say something. Through the open door Katy could see Cal laying back on his bed.

"I was just using the bathroom," Katy said awkwardly. 

"Uh, yeah, I need to get in there." Angie breezed past her friend and closed the bathroom door behind her.

Once she made her way downstairs Katy found Patty sitting in the living room with Leo and Ted. At least one of us behaved herself, Katy thought, though she was surprised that person was Patty, who Katy would have thought to be most likely to get into trouble. Never in a million years did she think Angie would have slipped, but then again, Katy didn't think she herself was capable of what she'd done.

"I thought you guys would never come back downstairs. Think everyone will be ready to go soon?" Patty asked.

"Angie's in the bathroom upstairs, but I think Mo might be a while." Katy answered.

Angie did come right down, but it was a half hour before Mo emerged from the bedroom upstairs. She looked a little dazed, but very pleased with herself. In the meantime, Katy found the rest of her clothes and pulled on her sweater, but not her bra. Tai came downstairs too, and gave Mo a kiss goodbye, but Andy and Cal stayed up in their rooms, apparently too wasted to be bothered to come down. It was a long, cold walk back to the minivan, but all the women were glad to be out of that house.

At first they all rode in silence, but eventually all the women gave up what happened to them. Katy was well aware of what Mo had been up to, but when she left some details out, like how she'd been with both boys, Katy didn't feel the need to correct her. Angie explained that her competitive nature had been her undoing and she couldn't help but rise to the challenge of the boys' betting. Leo turned out to be the big loser, but Cal was lucky. Angie accepted a card bet she didn't think she could possibly lose, but then she did and she kept her end of the bet, taking Cal upstairs and giving him a hand job. While she was clearly embarrassed, Angie said, "I guess it wasn't such a big deal. In high school I think I gave enough hand jobs to set a world record." They all got a good laugh at that.

"At least you didn't push the boundaries of being a virgin like some people," Mo joked.

"A blow job is not sex!" Patty protested and Katy concurred.

"I hope your husband can use that excuse sometime then!" Angie said.

Katy also found out that Patty wasn't as innocent as she'd thought, she just didn't bother to go upstairs. She'd gotten to fooling around with Ted in the kitchen and the next thing she knew she was sitting up on the counter with the boy going down on her.

By the time they were back in the 'burbs all four women had taken an ironclad vow of silence. They rationalized that if their husbands never found out about their little fling it wouldn't hurt them and besides, who knows what their spouses could have been up to that they didn't know about.

Katy was very relieved to find her husband fast asleep. She took a long, hot shower, scrubbing away any traces of her night, and then slipped into her PJs and into bed beside her husband. Katy knew she would savor the memories of her wild night for a long time, but she was glad to be back in her real life.