5 comments/ 79099 views/ 12 favorites Nick Watches Di Ch. 01 By: gripman Nick and Desiree had been married for 20 years. He was forty-five and in good shape and she was forty and in very good shape. They belonged to a gym and conscientiously looked after their physical health. They had a son who was away at college so their lives were pretty much their own. She was a commercial artist in an advertising agency and he was a systems analyst at a software house. They were financially comfortable and, within reason, could afford most anything they wanted. An ideal situation one might think. Ironically, though, these "ideal" situations often end up as extremely boring. They had had no problems with their relationship and had kept boredom at bay through the years by having an active and exciting sex life. Lately, however, even their sex life had become somewhat dull. To boost their sexual excitement they had, for some time, resorted to verbalizing their fantasies to each other while having sex. It had worked well for quite some time but had finally worn thin through repetition. Desiree, or Di as he called her, had entered her sexual prime about this time. Her sexual needs had progressed from the need for the closeness and intimacy obtained from sex to the need for raw physical satisfaction. Nick's needs, on the other hand, tended to be on the wane. Lately, in order to satisfy her needs with Nick, Di found she had to constantly keep him sexually stimulated. This was unlike his younger days when he was "ready" almost any time. To keep his testosterone level up she resorted to wearing very sexy lingerie such as garter belts and stockings, and wispy little bras (or none at all). And she kept herself well stocked with thigh high stockings, thong panties, high-heeled shoes, and the like. Eventually, she'd quit wearing panties altogether because she knew that Nick's libido was stimulated by thinking of her going out with him, or going to work, or elsewhere, with nothing on under her outer wear to conceal her sex. And she had a stunning pair of legs and liked to show them off by wearing very short skirts or dresses. Although she was a preacher's daughter and had never had sex with anyone but Nick, this lifestyle had the effect of turning her into somewhat of an exhibitionist. She stimulated her own libido now and then by "accidentally" flashing her boss, a client, or a co-worker with a little bit of white thigh above her stockings or even that secret garden between her legs. When she did this she would develop a throbbing ache in her pussy and end up very wet. Sometimes this resulted in a trip to the ladies' room if the ache was too persistent. Here, a couple of fingers probing that ache and a thumb rubbing her clit was enough to satisfy her until she got home. As soon as she got home from work she would tell Nick about her "accident". As with Di and her exhibitionism, this lifestyle had developed in Nick a strong voyeuristic tendency. Watching the effect his wife had on other men, and Di's stories about her little sexual "incidents" invariably put him in the mood to fuck when nothing else did. And the more she embellished and demonstrated, the hotter Nick got. The following incident illustrates Di's exhibitionism. "Nicky, I had a meeting with my boss today and he accidentally saw my pussy. See what happens when I sit down" she said, demonstrating how her tight mini skirt rose dangerously toward her thighs as she sat. "After a few moments I noticed that I'd inadvertently spread my legs like this, and my boss was staring at my big, bare pussy. It's your fault. You're the one that makes me wear these short, tight skirts with no panties." "You slut " Nick said, pulling up her skirt and slapping her ass. "You know you do those things on purpose. Half the men in town have seen your cunt, you bitch." "I am a slut. And I do deserve to be spanked for exposing myself to those men, Nicky. Look how awful and wet it makes me." With that she slowly reached down with both hands and spread those smooth, slippery lips to show her openness and wetness. "You've got to spank me for it, Nicky. My naughty pussy made me do it." "I suppose you gave your boss a big woody, too?" "Of course, Nicky. And it does get so big. He always goes into his private bathroom and I just know he's in there pumping it and thinking about my pussy. God, I get hot thinking about what he's doing. One of these days he's going to ask me to go in they're with him to do him and I won't be able to resist it." (It should be noted that talking dirty to each other was a great turn on for both of them). After a couple of stinging slaps to her bare behind Di's pussy got even wider and wetter. Nick then threw her on the floor and went down on her. He then fucked her into mindless lust. Driving his cock into her he said, "So you'd like to fuck the boss, would you?" "Oh, Nicky, if he showed me that big woody I wouldn't be able to resist it", she replied. He then made her get on top and he bared her tits. Then he slapped her tits and her fanny, calling her a whore and a slut and they both had tremendous orgasms. In a way, Nick and Di were ideally suited for each other, she being an exhibitionist and he being a voyeur. This type of activity had worked well for several years to keep their libidos up but it seemed to be loosing its power to stimulate Nick. Nick knew Di's fantasies. He'd often ask her, while she was at the height of passion, if she would really like to live out her fantasies. She always answered in the affirmative and her passion would quicken at the thought of really doing the outrageous things she was thinking about. The thought of this formerly innocent preacher's daughter even fantasizing like this, in turn, would get Nick extremely hot. "Would you really like to gang fuck the guys I play basketball with?" he might ask after listening to her fantasize about it while they were making love. "Do they all have great, big, old dicks, Nicky?" "Big dicks and hot tongues, Baby". "Oh God, yes" she'd moan "I'll take all of them, all at once or one at a time while you watch. And they'd cum all over me." Then they'd both sink into shuddering orgasms, while Nick showered Di with kisses and vows of love. Even with these fun and games, though, Nick was aware of a slackening of interest in sex and he regretted it. He thought a lot about his cooling passions. He was aware that he was the one whose ardor had cooled. He knew that a man's drive for sex tended to wane as he reached his forties. And he was also aware of Di's increased desires. He feared she might satisfy her passions behind his back with others and knew this would ruin their relationship. However, the idea of her having sex with others wasn't distasteful to him as long as he was a party to it. It was his tendency toward voyeurism. Nick knew that he needed more stimulation then his wife. He thought that taking their sexual activities to the next level beyond mere fantasizing might rekindle his libido, and would also afford his wife with additional sexual satisfaction beyond that which he could deliver alone. And, most importantly, they would both participate in these sexual activities as a couple; she wouldn't have to seek satisfaction behind his back and thus ruin their relationship. The obvious way to do this would be for them to actually act out some of their fantasies. But knowing her background, Nick didn't know if Di would really go through with it. Maybe her talking about it was just another, well, fantasy. Then an incident occurred that scared Nick into thinking he might lose Di and it galvanized him to action. The incident occurred as follows. Di had come home one evening highly sexed. This is what had gotten her so hot. The technical people had been demonstrating some new video technology to her boss. One of the monitors was in her office. The video camera had been left set up in his office for him to inspect at his leisure. However, the camera had been inadvertently left on. Di had been working late and needed to view a video but when she turned on the monitor, lo and behold, there was her boss with his secretary. She was laying her back on his desk. He was standing in front of her with his pants around his ankles. He was clasping her ankles and had her nylon clad legs spread up and as wide as he could get them. He was pouring that big woody that Di had always longed to see into his secretary and she was out of her mind in ecstasy. Fascinated, Di plunged fingers into her own pussy. She worked it until the three of them had orgasmed. Her self-gratification had not been enough and she rushed home to engage Nick in satisfying her further. Nick, however, had had a rough day and was in no mood for sex, even after Di related what had happened. Piqued at having been rebuffed Di declared that she was going to go out and get something to eat and that Nick would have to fend for himself for supper. Di then went into the bedroom to change. Nick could see into the bedroom and in a mirror he could see Di in the bathroom. He watched her strip down to her garter belt and stockings and carefully wash, powder, and perfume her pussy and put on a sarong type dress with nothing on under it. Nick was starting to wonder what she really had in mind for dinner. Di then emerged from the bedroom and with barely a nod left the house. Nick was now suspicious and felt a bit jealous. When he heard her leave the driveway he hurriedly went to his own car and proceeded to follow. Instead of a restaurant, Di went to a club that had music and dancing. After she entered, Nick followed. He watched Di proceed to the bar and sit down. While her back was turned Nick went to a booth in a dark corner where it was unlikely that Di would be able to see him. Presently, a good looking fellow that was young enough to be her son sat down next to her and struck up a conversation. Next thing Nick knew they were dancing. On the slow dances Di was tight against him, rotating her pelvis against his until it seemed as if they were getting it on right there. When they were sitting at the bar between dances Nick noticed that Di managed to arrange herself so that her wrap around dress hung open enough for her companion to see her legs above her stockings. After a few dances Nick noticed that when they were at the bar the man's hand was somewhere between Di's legs. Nick was feeling great pangs of jealousy, but, strangely, was also becoming immensely turned on. Eventually, Nick had to use the restroom and took a moment when he wouldn't be observed to repair there. On his return, he saw that Di and the man were no longer at the bar. He searched the dance floor but they weren't there either. He rushed from the club and into the parking lot but could see nothing of them. Then he came across Di's car. "I'll just wait here until she returns and confront her here," he thought, and using his key to her car, entered it to wait. About a half-hour later the car door opened and Di entered. She gasped in surprise when she saw Nick. "Why Nick, what on earth are you doing here?" she asked. "A better question is what are you doing here and where have you been?" he replied. "I just stopped in here to have an after dinner drink". "I see," said Nick, and feigning affection put his hand on her nylon clad leg. She put her legs together but Nick could feel that her stockings were wet. Sliding his hand higher he could feel that her thighs were very sticky. He then forced her legs apart and felt that her pussy was gaped open and slippery fluid was oozing from it. "I saw you in the bar with that guy" said Nick, "So where have you been? Out fucking him I suppose". "Oh, Nicky, please forgive me, but when I came home so horny and you rejected me I just had to do something". "So you fucked him?" "Yes". "Why?" "He was so cute and young and sexy and I was so horney. And it was such a boost to my ego to think a young hunk like that could be interested in an old broad like me". Nick felt his loins stirring in spite of himself. "Get in the backseat" he ordered her. As they moved to the back seat Di wondered if he wanted more room to hit her or something. "Was he good". "Un huh". "How good?" Looking down at Nick, Di could see what was happening and she knew just what to say. "Oh, Nicky, his dick was bigger than yours. I could wrap both my hands around it and still have an inch sticking out. Ooooh. I was so wet and horny that I took it all." Nick was unzipping his pants. "Did you suck his cock?" "Well, yes, at first. He grabbed my head and pulled it down on his cock and I couldn't help myself. It seems I've just come to love cocksucking". "And then he fucked you?" "He fucked me so hard I was afraid someone would see the car bouncing or hear me moaning in pleasure". Nick now had his throbbing cock in his hand. At the sight of this, Di laid back and threw her legs up over the seat backs. "Do me, Nicky, oh, god, do me!" "Please don't ever leave me," he said as he entered her for sloppy seconds. "I love you so much that I'll do anything I can to keep you satisfied, you beautiful "old" broad". "Oh, Nick, I love you, too. I couldn't leave you for anyone else". "I love you, Di, god, I love you" he groaned. "I love you, too, Nicky" she gasped as they both began to cum, "but, god, it's fun to suck cock and fuck two different men back to back in the same evening". The thought of this preacher's daughter, having never fucked anyone but him, fucking two men in the same night, the same hour, even, was too much. Nick came again. Nick Watches Di Ch. 02 Chapter 2 This incident gave Nick the courage to put his plan of acting out their fantasies to the test. If it worked and their ardor (or his actually) was restored it would be worth the chance. If it didn’t work he knew he could recover with Di because, in spite of the dullness slipping into their sex lives, he knew she loved him and always would. Nick knew that one of Di’s favorite fantasies was a threesome with one of his basketball buddies and best friend, Adrian. He was a handsome and imposing black man. The so-called “myth” about black men being well hung was no myth in Adrian’s case. Nick knew this having seen him shower at the gym on several occasions. In fact, Nick had instigated fantasies about Adrian in Di’s mind while he made love to her by describing Adrian’s thick eight and a half-inch penis. Di, being the daughter of a white, southern Baptist minister had had instilled in her, in her youth, the idea that whites and blacks don’t mix. Through education, moving to California, and being married to Nick, Di had overcome these early prejudices. Still, hidden away, there lurked the fascination of tasting the forbidden fruit. And her current tendency toward exhibitionism could probably be attributed to the early sexual repression she’d been subjected to. Nick implemented his plan by approaching Adrian. He told him about his part in Di’s fantasies and asked him about helping to bring some excitement back into their love life. Adrian was flattered that he was one of Di’s favorite fantasies and he was excited to be asked to help her live it out. He was quick to agree because, after all, what are friends for. And besides, Di had “accidentally” flashed him a few times while sitting on the couch or getting in and out of the car. And not just white thigh above the stockings but that whole, sweet, shaved below, trimmed above, pussy. For instance, she’d always get horney when she and Nick went out to dinner with Adrian. She’d supposedly get hung up getting out of the car, and have to squirm around a bit to recover, giving Adrian some extended shots, while wetly gaping wide open. On the day things were arranged for, Nick got up in the morning with Di. He told her that it had been some time since they had had sex. He said that he’d like her to try the old “flashing the boss a little pussy” routine to get them both in the mood. He told her to call him and describe the episode. Di readily agreed, and was immediately wide and wet at the prospect. It had been several weeks and her surreptitious nocturnal engagements with her dildoes and vibrators while Nick was asleep had not been providing the total satisfaction she needed. Nick got Di ready for work himself to make sure she was dressed to best advantage that day. He started by spreading Di’s legs wide apart on the edge of the bathtub and shaving her bald around her labia, trimming the hair above into a neat bikini trim. This got them both very hot. While he was shaving her he had to watch as her vagina began to lubricate itself, the lubricant oozing out and aiding him as a natural shaving cream. They nearly had to make it right then and there but Nick, having bigger things in mind, restrained himself. And now, knowing how hot Di had gotten, he knew that the “accidental” flashings at work would add even more heat to her already hot, throbbing wetness and his voyeuristic imaginings. Nick then dressed Di in a black garter belt and very smooth, black stockings. He added a very short and flouncy black skirt, and a white silk blouse with no bra. The skirt was so short that it almost showed the tops of her stockings while she was standing. When she sat down, gangbusters! To this he added five-inch spectator pumps. Who could say she wasn’t dressed in a businesslike manner in all this black and white? Fortunately, the agency where Di worked encouraged it’s female employees to dress as provocatively as possible because of the affect it had on the clients, who were generally hard driving corporate executives that appreciated doing business in such a highly charged, sexual atmosphere. Contracts got signed with minimum negotiation and best terms. And the agency looked very favorably on it’s more accommodating female employees who would agree to an occasional lunch or dinner “date” with any of it’s clients. Di had been shocked at this atmosphere when she first took her job but the excellent pay she received had compelled her to stay. Now she found it a very stimulating atmosphere, both sexually and creatively. So far Di had not succumbed to this so-called “dating” business, limiting herself to an occasional “flashing” of a client. But the idea of a “date” was becoming more and more attractive, what with Nick’s increasing indifference to her sexual needs. She loved him, but, oh how hot her pussy was becoming. Her job must have had a lot to do with it. Di left the house anticipating a very sexy day at work and an evening of much needed sex with Nick. Little did she know what was really in store for her that night. First thing at work, Di had a meeting with a VP of advertising for one of her company’s clients. After initial greetings the VP retired to Di’s couch and she moved behind her desk. Her desk was actually a glass-topped table. Anyone in the room had a clear view of Di’s lower body and legs. As she went to sit down, her desk chair “accidentally” (with a slight nudge from Di) slid out from under her and she hit the floor on her hind end with her legs widely spread. The hem of her flared skirt flew up around her waist. Her client got a straight on shot of Di’s sweet pussy, beautifully framed between black nylon stockings and black and white high-heeled shoes. Feigning a slight injury, Di sat there moment waiting foe the the man to come around and help her up, giving him an extende view of her exposed charms. Watching him stare wide eyed at her bare cunt as his pants began to bulge made Di’s juices start to flow. “Oh, I’m so embarrassed”, Di said, “I never wear panties in this hot weather. I hope I didn’t shock you. Would you mind rubbing my fanny where I landed? It sort of hurts. That’s ok, you can raise my skirt. After all what do I have to from you now?” The client gently rubbed and caressed Di’s exquisite fanny. “Wow! This is the way to start the day,” she thought as she began to plan on how to expose herself to her next “victim”. And that afternoon the VP signed on the dotted line while staring past the contract, through Di’s glass topped table at stockings, white thighs, and just a hint of puckered lips. That day Nick had arranged for Adrian to be at his house when Di arrived from work. He had him sitting on the couch in semi-darkness where he could see the front entryway when Di entered the house. Nick knew that Di would be exceedingly hot when she got home because she’d made several flashings and had called Nick after each one to give him a progress report, even describing some of the hard-ons she had encouraged. As for Adrian, he could hardly believe his good fortune. He’d thought of hitting on Di many times since she seemed interested enough in him to willingly expose herself to him whenever she had the chance. He was certainly smart enough to realize these incidents couldn’t all be accidents. Now, to have her husband set it up for him seemed incredible. If it turned out as good as he was sure it would, he might even offer Nick his wife in order to get more of Di. When Di arrived home and entered the semi-darkened house she didn’t see Adrian on the couch. She flew into Nick’s arms where he was waiting in the entryway. He immediately started kissing her and swung her around so her back was to Adrian. As they continued to deep throat each other he slowly started to caress her ass. It felt so good under the silky material. He began raising her skirt as he rubbed her ass. He soon had her skirt well above her waist, exposing ass, garter belt, and stockings to Adrian. Adrian saw that perfect ass and those magnificent legs, with garters holding up silky black nylon stockings. All supported by five inch spiked heels. At that moment Adrian knew that there must be a God because he was in heaven. He thought his dick was going to try for nine inches. Nick then turned Di around in his arms so her back was to him and she was facing Adrian. “Oh, by the way, Honey, look who dropped by to loan me his tools” Nick said as he held Di in his arms, facing Adrian. “My God, Nick, he must have seen my bare bum just now. I’m so embarrassed. Adrian, please forgive me.” “No problem” Adrian replied, the bulge in his pants growing as generously as his forgiveness. Though genuinely embarrassed, Di felt her wetness and her sexual desire increase upon seeing Adrian, who had played such an important part in her and Nick’s fantasies. At this moment, catching Di by surprise, Nick put the small gag he’d obtained from an S/M catalog into her mouth so she couldn’t verbalize any protest. “Well, Di, Adrian may as well see some more of this, too, since you’ve flashed him with it so many times”, Nick said, slowly raising her skirt in front with one hand while pinning her arms with his other arm. “Just look at that sweet pussy, Adrian” Nick said while holding Di’s arms and forcing her legs apart so Adrian could get the best possible view. With no panties on, her whole shaved and manicured pussy was clearly visible “And it tastes as good as it looks, too” Nick said. All the while, Di was squirming in Nick’s arms either in passion or trying to get free; Nick couldn’t really tell. Holding her against him with her skirt up, Nick loosened the buttons on Di’s blouse and fondled the large nipples on her rather small but very shapely tits. “Look, Di. Adrian’s staring at your sweet little tits and wet pussy. Look at that big dick swelling up in his pants.” With this Di let out a deep sigh either in disgust or in heat, Nick still couldn’t tell which. But at least she hadn’t demanded that they stop. But then, of course, how could she, what with the gag in her mouth? “Don’t be bashful, Adrian. Let that big black snake loose so I can prove to Di that I wasn’t lying about its size.” Nick began rubbing Di’s cunt. He was positive that it had begun spasming. It was definitely oozing and her thighs were glistening. Meanwhile Adrian unzipped his pants, reached in and slowly pulled out his almost nine incher. Di’s eyes were riveted on his fly. Nick was busy rubbing and probing Di and he could have sworn she’d climaxed, the way her sex was clutching and grasping his fingers. She was wet and hot, which was encouraging, but Nick didn’t know if it was from the current proceedings or from Di’s other all day activities. “Come on over here” Nick said to Adrian “and feel how hot this pussy is. Pinch these big nipples.” Nick knew that talking like this while they were fantasizing had always gotten Di hot. He was sure it was working now as Di’s squirming redoubled. Adrian approached and began sucking Di’s tits and probing her shaved wetness with his fingers. She seemed to swoon. “Let’s take her into the bedroom, Adrian, where we can both work her over” Nick said. It almost seemed that Di was dragging them into the bedroom, her spiked heels clicking quickly down the hall. Nick had screwed lamp hooks into the walls. From under the bed he retrieved small chains, handcuffs, Velcro bindings, masks and gags. Nick put a mask over Di’s eyes so she couldn’t see. The gag in her mouth kept her from protesting what was going on, if indeed she was protesting. He handcuffed her and hooked the handcuffs to the headboard. He then put Velcro bindings on her ankles and hooked chains to them and chained her legs to the walls, spreading her legs as wide as possible. Nick often did this to Di when they were alone, telling her when she was helpless that he was going to bring in a stranger to fuck her. She had always reacted with extreme sexual passion. With that, Adrian could take no more. In a state of exceeding sexual excitement he buried his face between Di’s legs, sucking and licking and probing with his tongue. Her taste and smell was driving him mad. Di began thrashing and squirming, but whether in orgasm or in protest, Nick couldn’t tell. At this point he was afraid to take the gag off to find out. He knew there would be no stopping Adrian now. Nick knew that Di, being rather tight until her first orgasm, might have trouble taking Adrian’s full length and girth. He hoped that Di had been squirming with orgasms. Orgasms made Di relax and expand to about twice her normal size. And she also got exceedingly wet. Having satisfied his oral hungers, and hopefully excited more of Di’s sexual hungers, Adrian moved his cock between Di’s thighs. Taking his sizable manhood in hand he proceeded to rub the head of it all over Di’s swollen and shaven labia, especially stimulating her obviously engorged clitoris. Nick still didn’t know whether Di was hot from her activities of the day or from the actions now going on, but she was certainly squirming and thrashing around under Adrian’s big penis. “God, man, maybe she isn’t into this. Should I stop now so we don’t get charged with rape?” asked Adrian. They both thought they had the answer when they saw that Di was vigorously shaking her head. Having well lubricated his cock by rubbing it in Di’s abundant juices, Adrian could stand no more. He began easing his large penis into Di’s glistening slit. Nick helped the situation by grabbing Di’s legs and holding them even further apart and lifting her ass to better assist Adrian’s penis. She had obviously had orgasms. That large penis slid effortlessly into Di’s hot swollen vagina with the aid of her generously flowing natural lubricants. Nick was stunned at how sexually stimulated he was becoming at the site of someone else’s cock sliding into that wonderful cunt he had come to look on as only his own. And feelings of jealousy only seemed to heighten his sexual tension. She was now bucking and straining at her restraints. Nick was pretty sure that she was having a string of multiple orgasms but he left her gagged, as he wasn’t quite sure what her reaction might really be. He wanted Adrian gone before he turned her loose in case she was going to be abusive. Meanwhile Adrian was thrusting into Di at a quickening pace. He was on his knees and Nick could see his whole member as it emerged, almost to the head, and then plunge deeply in again. As it came out he could see that his wife’s juices thickly covered it, indicating that she was at least enjoying herself. Nick felt a strange fascination and incredible arousal watching this large black cock fucking his wife. Soon Adrian was gasping that he was about to come. Nick lifted his wife’s face and removed the mask so she would be able to see Adrian as he climaxed. “Pull that big dick out of her and pump it, Adrian. I want to see you spurt cum all over her,” Nick said. “Yeah, man, yeah!” said Adrian, and then his orgasm began. “Oh God, I’m coming!” he gasped. Nick noticed a look of wild lust in his wife’s eyes as she began bucking and thrusting as much as possible in her restraints. Adrian had started pumping cum into Di’s pussy as he pulled his glistening, slippery organ from her vagina, leaving it gaping open and oozing. With both hands he pumped on that big black prick. Meanwhile, Nick replaced Adrian’s dick in her now uncontrollably spasming vagina with his hand and fingers. Incredibly, he slipped his whole fist inside of her while frantically rubbing her clit with his other hand. “Pump that cock, Adrian. Come all over her” Nick shouted. “Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!” Adrian shouted as cum continued spurting from his penis. The spurt was so powerful that it landed in Di’s face and splattered all over it, spreading over her mouth and lips. Adrian seemed to have an endless supply of cum as it kept spurting all over her breasts and belly and pussy with each stroke. Di’s eyes rolled up in her head and her moaning filled the room. The muscles in her vagina were clutching Nick’s fist so hard that he couldn’t remove it. Finally Adrian was drained and exhausted. “I’ll see you at the gym, Adrian. Get out of here now so I can have my turn” Nick said, turning to his wife and loosening her from her restraints and gag. “Oh, you son-of-bitch” Di shouted at Nick, her voice breathless. “Adrian, you bastard, come back here”. “Oh God, I’m sorry, baby. If this pissed you off, I’ll make it up to you and never do anything like it again” Nick pleaded. Adrian sheepishly returned to the bedroom. “Come over here, dammit!” cried Di. When he came within reach, Di grabbed him and dragged him onto the bed. She then grabbed his slackening penis in her hot mouth and started vigorously sucking. Once again Adrian was in shocked disbelief. His cock immediately began swelling again under Di’s jacking hand and sucking mouth. Where it came from he didn’t know but soon Adrian was unleashing another large load. Di sucked and swallowed as if her very life depended on consuming every drop. As Adrian’s load exploded into Di’s mouth she frantically fingered her pussy and clit and experienced another huge orgasm. “Dammit, Adrian, you didn’t think I’d let that beautiful dick escape before I got to taste it did you? Now you may go”, said Di as she began to eye Nick. “Are you really pissed, Di?” asked Nick apprehensively as Adrian quickly slipped out of the house, hardly believing his good fortune. “Oh Christ, Nicky, this is the most erotic experience I’ve ever had. I can’t count all the orgasms I had. I didn’t know whether to be mad because you forced me to do this or to feel guilty because I enjoyed it so much.” “If you enjoyed it Di, don’t feel guilty. And don’t be mad. I did it to make you feel good and I enjoyed it, too, so I’m as guilty as you. I just don’t want you going off by yourself for sex like you did the other night”. “Damn, I wanted you to take that gag out of my mouth and replace it with your cock. I’ve always wanted to suck a cock while getting fucked.” And in a sexual frenzy Di began to suck Nick off. He couldn’t remember, even in his youth, having been this sexually aroused. And Di was reduced to a thing of pure, unadulterated sexual lust. Soon she sensed that Nick was nearing orgasm and she took his penis from her mouth. “Nick, don’t you come yet. I need your cock” and she spread her legs as wide as they’d go. Grasping Nick’s organ she guided it into her throbbing wetness. As Nick plunged in and out of Di, Adrian’s cum acted as a slippery lubricant in her pussy and between their bodies. Soon Di had rolled over to be on top of Nick, her favorite position. She devilishly kissed Nick with Adrian’s cum all over her face and lips and made him lick and suck her cum covered tits while thrusting her hips back and forth and side to side, frantically rubbing her extremely sensitive, almost painful clitoris with her long, wet fingers. “Just think, Nicky” gasped his wife “you’re tasting the cum of another man’s cock that has been in my pussy. And you love it. We both love it”. “You’re right baby, I love it. If you love me you’ll fuck as many guys as you want, just for me”. “Ok, baby, but you’ve started something you may not be able stop. All of a sudden this innocent little preachers daughter wants all the cock she can get. And you’re going to have to watch me fuck them. You just have to remember this, this pussy is, and always will be, yours. I’m just going to let other men fuck me because I love you so much. I know you won’t leave me because you couldn’t find another woman that would do that for you. Besides, you couldn’t stand the thought of another man fucking me and not being a part of it. God, you’re such a pervert. But I think I’m worse”. Nick Watches Di Ch. 02 Nick indeed wondered what he’d started as they both fell into an intense orgasm at the thought. Di’s pussy was spasaming so much that it was pumping his and Adrian’s cum out around his shaft as fast as he pumped it into her. “God, I love you so much, Di” sighed Nick as he passionately kissed her. “I love you, too, Nick” cried Di, her pussy grasping and releasing him. “What other man would ever let me have this kind of sexual pleasure and not be jealous.” And she kissed him deeply and passionately not realizing that Nick’s jealousy, in a perverse way, added to the sexual pleasure of it all. What would her father, the preacher have thought Nick Watches Di Ch. 03 Di and Nick had gotten so excited by their new sexual adventure that they had discussed it and relived it over and over again during the ensuing days and weeks. Whenever Di got horny, which was quite frequently any more, she only had to mention the incident to Nick to immediately arouse him. A statement by her like "God, I hope I get the chance to suck that big black cock just once more" would, to Di's delight, result in Nick immediately beginning to strip off his clothes in preparation for a hot sexy session. "Don't worry, you'll get your chance" he'd reply, further exciting Di. After a month or so, when they had relived the incident many, many times, they both began to privately wish for the actualization of another fantasy. Nick was reluctant to bring up the subject for fear that his wife would begin to look upon him as a pervert, a groundless fear as she herself was beginning to feel her own perverseness growing. And she was enjoying it. She, on the other hand, was reluctant to initiate the discussion for fear of making Nick feel inadequate or making him think she needed more sex than he could provide. One day Di was working late and as she was leaving the office she passed one of the account executives offices. This account executive was a beautiful blond named Bobbie. Di had noticed that, although very good looking, she had a certain hardness about her. She happened to be in her office waiting for her husband to pick her up for dinner. Di stopped to say hello and was surprised to see her reading a magazine devoted to sexual domination and submission. "Hi " she said as Di entered her office. "Working late I see." Bobbie casually threw the magazine on her desk where it lay opened to a picture of a beautiful model in leather garter, boots, etc. Her breasts were exposed and the nipples were pierced and had chains attached reaching from one nipple to the other. "Yeah" said Di unable to keep from staring at the picture. Bobbie, seeing Di's fascination, said, "Interesting picture isn't it?" Di, cheeks flushing red in embarrassment, stammered "Oh, I'm sorry, Bobbie. I didn't mean to stare. But you're right, that is a fascinating picture." "That magazine is full of them. Go ahead and look" said Bobbie. Di picked up the magazine and began thumbing through it. It was indeed fascinating. There were pictures of women in leather of all types, whips, chains, bondage, domination, etc. There were pictures featuring body piercing, and one that took Di's breath away. The woman's nipples were pierced and her navel was pierced. Through her nipples she had big, dangling earrings. Her outer labia were shaved and exposed and each side was pierced three times. Chains were attached to rings in her outer lips and she was pulling on the chains so as to expose her inner lips and her gaping hole. Bobbie noticed the effect on Di. "Kind of exciting, isn't it?" she asked. "I'll say!" Di whispered. "Where did you get this magazine?" "Well, just between you and me, it's from an organization my husband, Jack, and I belong to." "Really?" asked Di. "Do you do this kind of stuff?" "Oh, sure. We dress up like that and go to parties with like minded people." "All pierced and everything? I don't believe it," said Di. "You don't, huh? Well, look at this then," said Bobbie standing up. She raised her skirt to her waist. She had on thigh high stockings and no panties. She slightly spread her legs. Dangling from her shaved and pierced lips were two large hoop earrings. "Can you imagine how hot this keeps me, going around like this all day with those earrings tugging at me?" said Bobbie. "And my husband doesn't allow me to wear any underwear. Did you notice this glass topped table, like yours, that I use as a desk? And the short skirts I always wear? That's why I'm one of the most successful account executives in this firm. My clients can't wait to see what kind of jewelry I'll be wearing the next time we negotiate." "What do you guys do at those parties you go to?" asked Di. "Hey, we do just about everything" Bobbie replied. "You mean like swapping and stuff?" asked Di. "Yeah, swapping and all kinds of other stuff that would blow your innocent little mind" said Bobbie, leaning back in her chair with her "jewels" fully exposed through the glass topped table. Di started home that night fully aroused by what she had seen and what she had discussed with Bobbie. She began groping herself on the long commute home just visualizing the pictures she'd seen in that magazine and imagining Bobbie's parties. A truck driver stayed beside her most of the time watching. Knowing he was watching intensified the ache in her pussy. To make sure he could see everything, Di worked her skirt up around her waist, exposing her garter belt, stockings, and bare pussy. She inserted two fingers and diddled her clit with her thumb. She periodically took her fingers out and sucked and licked them, just to excite the truck driver. Her orgasms were extremely intense. "It's not fair" she thought "He can see my pussy but I can't see his cock. If I didn't have to get home I'd get him to pull over, and I'd climb in his sleeper and make him fuck me, suck me, and jerk me off. After all, Nick said it was all right". These lurid thoughts got Di off again. Then she started thinking of Bobbie's jewelry and where it was and got off again, thinking "My god, I must be bi. That'll get Nick off. Me too". The truck driver was six off ramps past his destination. At home, an idea began to form in Di's mind. Di and Nick certainly weren't ignorant of the domination/submission scene, they just weren't aware that there were clubs and organizations devoted to it. As a matter of fact they had fantasized about it many times, and they enjoyed being in both the dominant and submissive roles. Nick had wonderfully surprised her with the "Adrian" fantasy. Now that that one was kind of losing its excitement it was time for a new one. And wouldn't it be fantastic if she were the one to surprise him by initiating it. A few days later Di invited Bobbie for a drink after work. Di soon got the conversation around to the subject of Bobbie's "secret" sex life. "Why do you and Jack indulge in this unconventional sort of lifestyle?" asked Di. "It's simple, Di. We needed something to keep our relationship from turning to sheer boredom and we are both excited by this sort of kinky kind of sex. It has really kept our sex exciting and kept us together since we don't have to sneak around behind each other's backs to have sexual excitement." "Gosh, Bobbie, I can relate to that. Nick and I are facing the same thing. As matter of fact he recently surprised me by making me act out one of my sexual fantasies. It really gave our relationship a shot in the arm" and Di proceeded to relate the experience to Bobbie. It occurred to Bobbie to invite Adrian to dinner one night. Di finished telling her story and said "It was wonderful for Nick to take the chance and give me that experience, but now the effect is wearing off. I would like to return the favor and surprise him with a "living" fantasy. Reading your magazine reminded me of some fantasies we have had that Nick really got into. And knowing now that you and Jack are kind of, you know into kinky sex and, uh, swapping and stuff, ah you know." "Don't be embarrassed, Di, I don't mind discussing this stuff with you. And you know what? I even find it stimulating" and she smiled provocatively at Di, spreading her legs to expose her sopping wet sex, framed by two dangling diamond earrings. "Well then, uh, maybe you wouldn't mind helping me surprise Nick by having him live out one of his fantasies?" asked Di, as her cunt began to tingle looking at Bobbie's jewel framed pussy. "Hey, I imagine this might involve me having sex with Nick. I hope so because he has always turned me on. The thought of sex with Nick, or better yet you, or better yet, both of you has got my juices flowing. And knowing Jack, I know he'd love to help out. We've had a few fantasies about you guys over the years." "You've had sex with women, Bobbie?" Di asked in surprise. "Of course, you twit. Haven't you?" "Only in my fantasies. I don't know if I'd like to really do it" Di lied as her juices began flowing just thinking about running her tongue over that smoothly shaved, wet pussy that Bobbie was exposing to her. "Hey, if you fantasize about it you'll love the real thing" Bobbie assured her. "And if Nick is like you say about watching, it'll blow his mind and he'll be after you all the time for months to come. I know because Jack's the same way and we did the same kind of thing." With this Di and Bobbie began to devise a plan. Several days later Nick arrived home from work and headed for the spacious master bedroom to change. "Di!" he called but got no answer. "Must not be home from work yet," he thought. As he entered the bedroom, to his surprise he saw Di in high heels and thigh highs, with a blindfold on, handcuffed to a hook above the closet door. "What the hell!" he started to shout. Just then a man and a woman wearing hoods stepped out from behind the bedroom door and grabbed him from behind. They quickly pulled his arms behind his back and expertly had him handcuffed before he knew what had hit him. The woman immediately removed his pants and shorts, leaving him naked below the belt. His tie was removed and his shirt was virtually ripped off. He was then gagged and tied to a chair facing his wife and the bed. The man and woman were unrecognizable with the hoods over their heads. The man was bare chested and wore leather chaps with nothing under them. His manhood was fully exposed and erect. From the way it glistened and from Di's gaping wetness it was obvious that he had probably been fucking Di. The woman had on a top made of leather straps that attached to a choker around her neck and exposed her beautifully shaped breasts between the straps. She had on a leather garter belt with the chain garters attached to black fishnet stockings. Over that she had on knee length black leather boots with six-inch heels. Between her legs she was fully exposed. Her nipples were pierced as were her navel and labia. Heavy gold chains were attached to rings in her nipples. They hung down and met at a ring in her navel, and continued down to attach to rings in her labia. As she walked, the heavy chains swayed and tugged provocatively at her nipples and nether lips. Around her neck the studded choker had a three-foot chain attached. With Nick securely gagged and tied to the chair the pair turned their attention to Di. They picked up riding crops and began whipping Di. The whipping was hard enough to redden her skin but not hard enough to bruise, just the way Nick, on occasion, had whipped Di to sexually stimulate her. The couple next turned Di around and proceeded to whip her on the breasts and between her thighs, occasionally lightly hitting her vagina. As the whipping proceeded Nick could see that Di's sex was opening and becoming wetter. That was one advantage of shaving her pussy. As on her backside, the blows stung but were not hard enough to be unpleasant to her. Nick knew this from having played this game with Di himself. Seeing her nipples harden and now having full view of her swelling, widening sex, Nick was sure that Di was somehow a party to the proceedings. Nick reasoned that if she didn't feel threatened there must be no danger to them, even though he had no idea of what was going on. When Di was obviously fully aroused her mask was removed. The look on her face was one of unbridled lust. The man of the pair tied the woman's hood back so her mouth was exposed and tied Di's legs apart. He put the chain that was attached to the woman's neck between Di's legs and pulled so the woman had to get down on her knees. He then pulled the woman's face into Di's pussy and she proceeded to lick and tongue Di's vulva and clitoris. The man began to suck Di's nipples. Nick knew that Di had fantasized about stuff like this and now wondered if Di really enjoyed it like she did in her fantasies. As if in answer to his thoughts she began to climax. "Oh my god!" she gasped as her body began to shudder. "Eat it, eat it, yeah right there, lick it hard, tongue fuck me!" Orgasms swept over her. In spite of himself Nick's penis began to swell uncontrollably. Having brought Di to orgasm the woman now said "Ok, bitch, now it's my turn." They took Di down from the hook and took off the handcuffs. While the man held her on her back the woman straddled her face, and using the chains attached to her labia pulled them apart and rubbed her glistening sex all over Di's face and mouth. "Your going to eat this cunt, bitch" said the woman. "Oh, yes!" cried Di. "Show me how to do it. You've got to let me taste it." Nick was surprised. Fantasizing is one thing but actually doing it is something else. His wife's eagerness was disquieting to Nick until he began thinking about his wife with other women while he actively participated. And he would love it with this strange woman. As the woman rolled on her back Di was up and burying her face in her hot sex. "Easy, Baby," said the woman, "You've got to pace yourself. First take off my boots and lick my feet. Yes, like that. Oh, yeah, suck my toes." Nick could see that Di was really getting into it, the way she was eagerly obeying the woman's orders. And the way she was now licking and sucking the woman's legs and thighs, working her way up, Nick knew she couldn't wait to taste her sex again. "God, Di, you make me want your tongue so bad. Take the rings out of my pussy lips and give it to me! Give it to me!" And Di was back, furiously licking and sucking the woman's wet labia and quivering clitoris. Being on her hands and knees now, Di's sex was fully exposed. The next thing Nick knew the man had his face buried in Di's widening wetness. Nick sat helpless with a huge hard on, watching his wife and these masked strangers sucking and probing each other to orgasm after orgasm. Soon Di was lusting after the man's stiff organ. "Let me suck your husband off" Di begged, swallowing his whole dick while the woman held Di's head and helped the man fuck her face. Nick could only watch bug-eyed. Soon Di was on her back, legs spread wide, begging to be fucked. To Bobbie she pleaded "Please let your husband fuck me." He rolled on his back with his swollen member pointing to the ceiling. Facing Nick with her back to the man she straddled him and slowly slid down on him all the way to the hilt. Leaning back Di smiled at Nick. She exposed her clit and the woman began licking it while her husband worked himself in and out of her hot, wet hole. Soon Di reached another explosive orgasm bringing the man to his. Di's vagina was clutching and releasing uncontrollably. The man's cum pumped from it with every contraction. It was too much for Nick. Without ever touching himself he exploded, shooting cum over himself, the chair, and the carpet. "You'll pay for that, Nicky," said the woman in the hood. With that they untied Nick and handcuffed him to the hook Di had recently occupied. By now Nick was into the scene and complied without resistance. The hooded woman then proceeded to give Nick the same treatment with the riding crop she had just given to Di. Over his shoulder Nick could see the hooded man on the bed with Di. His mask was tied up so he could kiss her and suck her breasts. She was fondling his balls and stroking his penis with a look of rapture on her face. In spite of seeing his wife doing this and in spite of having just come extemporaneously, Nick found his penis beginning to swell again. And the sting of the whipping was sublime. In the background Nick heard his wife pleading with the man to fuck her again. "I can't do it" he said "unless you can suck me hard again." With that Nick started hearing sucking, slurping sounds accompanied by moans of ecstasy. The woman soon released Nick and ordered him to start licking her thighs and to keep licking until he had reached her shaved vagina. Nick went to his hands and knees and began to comply. As he worked at his task he looked to the bed. His wife was still sucking the man's swelling manhood as she watched Nick at his task. This spurred Nick to work with redoubled effort. As Nick reached the woman's shaved slit he heard Di speak to the hooded stranger. "Look" she said "I've sucked it hard again. Do me with it one more time so my husband can watch." By now the woman he was eating began to stroke Nick's engorged penis. At this point the woman's husband looked up from doing Di and said to Nick "My wife's hot for your cock, Nick. Don't take any more crap from her. Grab those chains to her tits and pull her to the floor and fuck her. Or make her suck you off. Or both. Man, she loves it all. And your old lady loves it all, too, motherfucker. Listen to her beggin' for more of my dick." All Nick heard was his wife's deep moans of "Oh, yeah, please, stick it to me, fuck that pussy" as the man turned back to her, doubling the pace of his thrusts into her seemingly insatiable sex. Taking the man's advice, Nick tugged tentatively at the chains attached to the woman's nipples. He got an immediate reaction. "Ooooh, yes" she said "Pull me to you by my nipples. I'll do anything you like." "Pull those pussy lips apart and mount my prick" Nick said. "With pleasure. I've wanted you for ever so long, Nick." This puzzled Nick. He must have known her. Who was she? With that she mounted Nick, grabbed his hardness, and guided him into her lusting cunt. "Do him good, Honey. Do him real good and I'll sell you off to everybody I can at the slave auction at Saturday's party" said the hooded man. This cryptic message seemed to stimulate the woman extremely and she proceeded to give Nick the best sex he had experienced, with her pussy seeming to stroke and clutch and grip his cock like a hand. It had obviously been well trained in the art of sex. And Nick heard his wife whisper to the man, "Please make me a sex slave, too. Please!" causing Nick to pump Bobbie's pussy full. When they all had been sated by this orgiastic sex, the man and woman removed their hoods. "Bobbie! Jack! It's you! What the hell are doing here? What's this all about?." With that Di explained her plan to Nick. "You aren't mad at me for my little trick are you, Honey?" Di asked. "When I found out Bobbie and Jack were into kinky sex and had had fantasies about you and I, I just couldn't resist doing this. Especially when I remembered some of the fantasies you had had about Bobbie." "Mad? How could I be mad? I've been trying to think of something to do for you, but you beat me to it. What a night." When their guests had left Nick and Di discussed the two incidents that they had indulged themselves in. "Do you mind doing these kinds of things, Nicky?" Di asked. "I know they really excite me, but I don't want to make you jealous." "Hey, Baby, this is just what I need to keep my libido up with yours. And we can have variety and not have to sneak around on each other to get it. I think it's great, Di." "Well if it's all right with you, Nick, I really dig it. And I've been thinking. Since the excitement of the event seems to wear thin in about a month, I think we should arrange one of them about once a month." "Great idea, Di. I know. Let's set aside the first week of each month for an event. We'll do it any time during that week, but it will be a surprise. You won't know when it's coming and you won't know what it is, so you'll have to be prepared for it at any time." "What a great idea!" exclaimed Di. "I'm getting wet all over again just thinking about it. Come over here and let me tell you how good Jack was. Did you see how big his prick was? I loved watching your cock grow as he fucked me." Nick Watches Di Ch. 03 Nick thought, "Boy, it's a good thing we started this. I'd have never been able to keep up with Di on my own." With that their bodies came together. The cum, pussy juice, and saliva from the previous activity had made their bodies slippery and exquisitely slimy as Nick's now insatiable cock slid in and out of Di's clutching and spasming pussy. Nick Watches Di Ch. 04 Nick's boss, Jo, was beautiful and sexy; a long legged lesbian with short, red hair. He had had many fantasies about seeing her naked and in action with one of her lovers. With the things going on sexually with his wife, Nick had begun to fantasize about Di and Jo. What with the activity between Di and Bobbie, Nick began to see the possibility that he might be able to realize his fantasy. Nick and Jo had a good relationship and often had lunch together. They were often joined by one of Jo's "friends" and it became apparent that Jo wasn't the only attractive lesbian around. He could see that Jo's lovers were all first class looking women. And they were very open with Nick about their lifestyle. Since the episode with Bobbie and Jack, Nick began to wonder about Di's sexuality. She had certainly enjoyed Bobbie. Nick decided to discuss the situation with Jo one day while they were at lunch. "Jo, I'm kind of worried about my wife's sexual orientation. Maybe you can help" Nick said. "You have a very beautiful and sexy wife, Nick. I'll be glad to take her off your hands any time you like. But, I'm only kidding. I know you love each other very much. How can I help?" Jo replied. "Well, it's like this, Jo" and he proceeded to describe the episode with Bobbie and Jack emphasizing the activity between Di and Bobbie. He related how much Di had enjoyed being with Bobbie. "Now tell me Jo, do you think my wife is a lesbian?" he asked. "Well, to start with, I'll say that you and your wife have a very exciting sex life. I'll confess that your little story has gotten me all wet. If you were a woman, we'd take the afternoon off and head for my place. But, no, unfortunately, I don't believe that she is a lesbian. She's probably a little bi, but I wouldn't let that bother me. I've "known" plenty of happily married women who would never think of leaving their husbands, but enjoy an occasional dalliance with another woman. And the ones with the best marriages are the ones whose husbands know and approve of their actions. Sort of adds a little spice to their lives, if you know what I mean." "I know what you mean" Nick replied "but how can I be sure?" A plan was beginning to form in Nick's mind. If things went right here he could see some great possibilities for he and Di's next episode. "Hey, just let me get my hands on her once, and if she comes back to you after that you'll know she's safe from any permanent danger from the likes of us" Jo kiddingly said. It was just what Nick was hoping to hear. He had no doubts about Di but he could see the realization of his fantasy to see Jo and a lover together. And he and Di's next adventure would be taken care of at the same time. To Jo's pleasant surprise Nick replied "It's a deal. We'll come down to that club you hang out in on, let's see, Saturday night, the third. I won't tell her what's going on so you'll just have to take your best shot and seduce her on your own." The club Nick was referring to was a disco patronized by a very sophisticated clientele. Among its patrons were many exhibitionists, swingers, and lesbians. "Do you mean that, Nick?" Jo asked. Nick nodded. "Wow! This conversation is getting me hot" she said. "Now I'll have to take off my sopping panties and go naked under my clothes for the rest of the afternoon just thinking about it. Don't bother me this afternoon at work. I'll be in conference in my office all afternoon dictating to that cute little blond secretary of mine. And I am really looking forward to testing and tasting your gorgeous wife." On Saturday, the third, Nick told Di that he was taking her out to a disco. He didn't mention anything about his conversation with Jo. "They dress kind of sexy at the one we're going to, Honey, so I'll dress you in that short little number that zips all the way up the front and shows a little thigh above the tops of your stockings. It'll knock their eyes out." Nick often dressed Di when they went out so she would look just the way he wanted her to. And he got very sexually excited doing it. He also loved to paint her toe nails, shave her legs, give her massages, trim her pussy, etc. He especially loved to trim her pussy. He loved the effect all this grooming had on her and on other men. " And no panties or a bra. You might get a chance to flash someone. You know how hot that makes you. And me." "You know the way to my heart, don't you, Nicky?" Di said as her sexual excitement began to mount. Nick's sexual excitement began to mount also, as he barely dressed her starting with a black garter belt and sheer stockings. He noticed as he slipped her into her dress that the neatly trimmed hair surrounding her now loosely open slit was already wet and frothy. Nick and Di arrived early enough at the disco to get a table near the dance floor. As they sat enjoying their drinks, Di began to notice that a significant number of the female patrons were dancing with each other and openly kissing and fondling each other. "Nick," she whispered "look at what these women are doing to each other." Unlike many couples of a jealous nature, Nick and Di always pointed out sexy people or situations to each other so they could enjoy them together. "I know. And look at all the exhibitionists in their sexy clothes. Is it getting you as hot as it's getting me?" "Need you ask, Nicky?" she replied. With that she spread her legs under the table, took Nick's hand, ran it up her nylon clad leg and over her smooth bare thigh, and placed it in the middle of her wide, wet pussy. "Nick, you know what an exhibitionist I am." she said, "Why haven't we ever come here before." "Believe me, Di, if I'd known this place existed, you'd have been the main attraction here long ago." "Well, I've got a lot of catching up to do" she said as she looked around excitedly and increased the intensity with which she humped her wet pussy against Nick's hand. "So far so good" Nick thought as he gently began to message and finger Di's obviously hungry sex. Her lips seemed to actually be sucking on his fingers. Presently Di spotted Jo casually approaching. "Look, Honey, there's your boss" Di said. "My, what a pleasant surprise" Nick said to Jo as she walked up. "Now don't get your hopes up, Nick" Jo said jokingly "It's your wife I've come to ask to dance." Much to Jo's surprise Di said, "Well, there are plenty of other women dancing together here so why shouldn't we?" Di stood, taking Jo's hand and leading her to the dance floor. She knew dancing with Jo would get Nick all the more excited. It was a fast number and the couples were dancing apart from each other. Di was looking Jo over and liked what she saw. Knowing Jo was a lesbian was exciting Di, especially since Jo was so beautiful. The excitement of Jo's sexuality and the heat of the dance brought a thin layer of perspiration to Di's body and she felt it begin to trickle down her cleavage. To cool Di down (and possibly warm herself up a little) Jo pulled the full length zipper on the front of Di's dress down about six inches revealing the roundness of her breasts, now glistening with the patina of her perspiration. Jo's boldness surprised and excited Di. She looked over at Nick and could tell by his expression that he approved of what was happening. The situation was feeding Di's exhibitionist tendencies. Her eyes half closed with lust and her lips became slack and wet with saliva. She licked her lips in anticipation of what she wanted to do next. She just needed to work up a little courage. Suddenly she reached up and pulled her zipper down to her waist so that, with certain dance moves she made, her breasts were fully exposed. She watched Jo as lust began to define her features. Other dancers were beginning to take notice of the drama unfolding in front of them. On the sidelines, Nick was observing everything and becoming increasingly excited. After a few minutes of this Jo was getting increasingly turned on. She lusted to see more of Di. Suddenly she could stand it no longer and reached up and pulled the zipper down to Di's mons Venus where her neatly trimmed pubic hair was partially exposed and her small but beautiful breasts were now fully exposed. The other dancers were all straining to see as much of Di as possible, waiting for the next development. This sudden move and her sudden exposure made Di gasp in surprise and excitement as waves of desire pulsated through her loins. Being exposed like this in front of this beautiful lesbian and all the others brought Di to the brink of an orgasm that had to be fulfilled. Only one thing would bring her over the top. "Do I have the guts to do it?" Di asked herself. Her aching pussy gave her the answer. With trembling hands Di reached down and pulled the zipper all the way to the bottom and disengaged it. She let go of the zipper and her dress fell open as she twisted and turned to the music, fully exposing her swaying breasts and her wet cunt, it's lips wide with lust. The other dancers stared in awe. Di began to orgasm. It was obvious to Jo what was happening. Having worked herself up to a fever pitch of lust watching Di become increasingly exposed and hot, Jo began to uncontrollably cum herself. The music was ending and Jo embraced Di. Clutching Di's naked, trembling body to her she could feel through her silk blouse Di's breasts and rock hard nipples pressing against her own bra-less breasts . She gave Di a deep soul kiss that brought each of them to the peak of their orgasms just as the music ended. They parted and Di clutched her dress around her. Jo forcefully took her by the arm and led her toward the exit. As they passed the table where Nick was sitting neither one looked in his direction. At the exit Nick saw that Jo was grasping and caressing Di's ass, exposing it and her nylon clad legs to everyone watching. Although the sight of this excited Nick greatly he was dismayed by the way they had left together, totally ignoring him. "My god, what have I done. Maybe Di is a lesbian and this incident has made her realize it. What if she doesn't want me anymore?" he asked himself. As Nick stared at his drink and pondered this grim thought he felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked up into Di's smoldering eyes, her dress now zipped up again. "Come on, Nicky, we're going to a party at Jo's. You didn't think I was going to leave you here to enjoy all this sexuality alone did you?" With relief, Nick stood and embraced Di passionately and deeply kissed her. "Whatever you say, Baby. Tonight's your night." Things were working out perfectly. As they left for the party Jo and Di got in the back seat of Nick's car. Jo said to Nick "This is my party and Di is my date tonight, ok? But don't worry, there will be some of those married bi women there. And they only get to occasionally indulge themselves like this. When they do get to attend one of these parties they get so hot and horny that they'll fuck anyone, even a man. You'll probably get well used tonight." She turned to Di and asked "Does that bother you?" "Oh god, yes! No! Oh, I don't know. The thought of Nick fucking those other women makes me all jealous and all hot at the same time. Touch my pussy, Jo, and kiss me like you did when we were dancing." As she proceeded to do as Di had asked, Jo said, "You're a real piece of work, Di. Your too good to keep all to myself. I know I'll have to pass you around to my friends or they'll never forgive me." This last statement caused Di's cunt to spasm violently as Jo inserted her fingers and began kissing her. The party was well under way when the three of them arrived. Jo's beautiful roommate hosted it. Music was playing and people were dancing. Everyone's inhibitions were pretty well gone and there was a lot of sex going on. As they made their entrance, Jo loudly announced "Look at the new playmate I've found" and she suddenly grabbed Di's zipper and pulled all the way down and released it. Before Di knew what had happened Jo whipped her dress right off of her and left her standing there in nothing but her high heels, garter belt and stockings. A cheer went up from the guests. "I might share her with some of you but you'll have to be extra good to me if you know what I mean." Another cheer. Jo turned to Di and said "Since it's your first time at one of our parties, your initiation is that you won't be allowed to wear this dress until you leave the party." Jo's roommate took the dress to hide in one of their closets. Di's embarrassment was quickly put to rest as she noticed all the looks of admiration she was receiving. She looked around and wondered who would get her after Jo was done with her. One of the guests asked, "But who is that other gorgeous butchy looking dyke you have with you, Jo?" "This isn't a dyke girls, it's a genuine man" she replied. "I know how you married ones are. You get all hot and horny with us then you want cock and you have to rush home early to get it. Tonight you can just stay here and fuck Nick and we can keep you here longer for our enjoyment." Another cheer went up, especially from the married women. With this, Jo removed her blouse and began slow dancing with Di, their tits and nipples slow dancing also. Jo's hands excitedly caressed Di's naked body and she passionately kissed Di's mouth, neck, and ears. "God, Di, you really turn me on" Jo whispered in Di's ear. "After the way you came in that disco with me I haven't been able think about anything else but that sweet pussy of yours. I want to eat you out in the worst way. Your husband already gave me permission to seduce you, so how do you feel about it?" "Touch my pussy and you'll see" Di replied. Jo ran her hand around in front of Di as Di spread her legs to accommodate her. Di's shaved pussy and her thighs were glistening and slick. Jo inserted three fingers with ease as Di started to moan. "Stop, Jo. I want you to make me come with your mouth. You already made me cum with your fingers" Di said, sending a thrill of passion coursing from Jo's nipples to her clitoris. With this Jo led Di to her bedroom. Nick had watched this exchange and began to follow with hopes of fulfilling his fantasy of watching Jo, his boss, with one of her lovers. He became extremely hot as he watched his wife's perfect, naked ass sway down the hall in her stiletto heels and black nylons, soul kissing Jo as they went. Two women were just entering another bedroom as Nick walked by, hard-on bulging. One of them grabbed his arm and dragged him into the room with them. They hotly embraced each other but wouldn't let go of Nick. The one holding Nick said, "I'm one of those horny housewives Jo mentioned. I dearly love to eat pussy but I've always wanted to be fucked while I was doing it. You don't mind do you?" she asked her partner. "The more the merrier" her partner said. "And if it makes you hot and makes you eat me out better, I'm all for it. It'll be fun to watch." With that they all tumbled onto the bed. Nick found that the girls had him out of his pants in seconds. And the girls lost no time in getting out of their own scanty little outfits either. He found himself being pleasantly smothered by tits, lips, and cunt. He emerged to find the two women in a deep embrace, soul kissing each other. The married one, however, was simultaneously jerking softly on Nick's cock. As it grew she moved down the other girl's body, licking and sucking as she went. When she was through with the tits, the nipples were standing out large and hard. She moved on to her belly and gently raised her ass and began tonguing her pubic hair, gently flicking her clit from time to time. The other woman began to squirm and moan and raised her legs over the first ones shoulders and thrust her pussy against her tongue. Nick by now was positioned behind the one eating pussy. She was thrusting her ass around trying to find Nick's dick while frantically licking cunt. "Put it in you son of a bitch and quit teasing me" she panted between licks "You know what your here for." With that Nick thrust deeply into her. As she lapped pussy with Nick's cock working her he reached around her and began rubbing her clit. He could feel it swell and harden like a miniature cock. She used her fingers to spread her partners pussy so she could tongue fuck her as deeply as possible. She passionately thrust her tongue into that warm moist slit and savored the taste of the other woman's lust. As Nick humped he began to think of his wife with these two. "That beautiful woman with Jo is my wife" he panted between thrusts. "She has the hottest pussy I've ever seen. How would you two like to have her?" To Nick's surprise this idea brought both women to climax. Before he could cum, his partner pulled herself off his cock and began kissing her female partner so she could enjoy the taste of her own pussy juices. "Hey! What about me?" he asked. "Oh, you did your job" one of the women said. "And we know you men. One or two times getting off and you'll want to quit and take that luscious wife of yours home. And we may need that Big Woody of yours again this evening so we don't want you cumming too much." With that they began to ignore him as they were inserting a large double-headed dildo into each other. Nick retreated from the room to sounds of the two women's rekindled lust. As fate would have it Di and Jo were just emerging from Jo's bedroom. As he had seen her swaying away from him a few minutes before he now saw her approaching, pussy and thighs wet, high heels making her labia open and close between strides of those long luscious legs, tits jiggling lasciviously. Di stared adoringly at Jo. As they passed Nick grabbed Di and passionately kissed her, tasting Jo's pussy juices on Di's lips. "God, I hope your still mine" he said. "Don't be silly, Nick" she replied. "I love you all the more. Where would I find another guy that would set me up to enjoy all these hedonistic pleasures and not be jealous." With that she returned Nick's kiss with redoubled passion. "Hey! Hey!" Jo said. "She's my date tonight, Nick. You have her all the rest of the time. Let us enjoy her for just one evening, please." Jo said this knowing full well that there would be more evenings with Di, and the good part was that she knew Nick would willingly give her up to them for an evening now and then. As they entered the living room where the rest of the guests were in various stages of making out Jo announced "Di is hot and up for grabs. She'll eat you out but she has to do it right here on the coffee table in front of everyone. And one of you horny housewives can have Nick, but you have to fuck him right here so he can watch as his wife is debauched by all you lesbian bitches." With that the orgy got into full swing. As Di lay on the coffee table with one pussy straddling her face and riding her tongue and someone she couldn't even see giving her magnificent head, she thought of the life she'd had with her strict preacher dad. She shuddered to think of what might have become of her had she not married Nick. She pitied those that would never experience this wonderful "la dolce vita". Later, when Nick and Di left the party, Di was so hot and uninhibited that she wouldn't put on her dress and walked the half a block to their car in only her high heels, stockings, and garter belt. She'd borrowed a silk scarf to try to dry her wet pussy with but it was soon saturated. They passed a homeless person and the sight sent him scurrying for the bushes groping to get his dick out. Di turned in his direction and shouted "Hey you! Look at this", then licked her fingers, and took one long swipe with the scarf from her anus to her clit. She then threw the wet scarf, smelling of recent sex, to him. The man looked as though he'd have a heart attack as he smothered his face in the wet scarf and disappeared in the bushes, jerking and panting. Nick Watches Di Ch. 04 "Hell, Di, you should put on your dress. A cop might see you and run you in for decent exposure. You'd be at the mercy of the whole police force. No telling what they'd do to you." "God, it makes me hot just thinking about it" she replied. "Where's a cop when you need one?" All Di could do on the way home was suck Nick's cock and finger herself in hopes of getting Nick revived enough to fuck her. The night had been fantastic and the pussy was great, but now Di needed straight cock, hard and fast. Happily, she could feel Nick responding to her ministrations. Nick Watches Di Ch. 05 Nick had been requested to meet with a client that was thinking of buying some software from his company; software Nick had helped develop. The sales staff had done their job but the client wanted to interview some of the technical staff to get a feel for the company's technical capabilities. Upon conclusion of the interview by the client company's technical staff, one of the vice presidents, invited Nick to lunch. He wanted to form his own opinion of the quality of people they were dealing with since the final decision to buy would be his. At the end of the meal having concluded their business discussion, the two men were having a final drink. The conversation turned to personal matters. "You know Nick, I'm in trouble" the VP said. "Saturday night is my monthly poker game with some of my executive friends. I'm the host and we always have this particular young lady hostess the party to serve drinks and the like, you know. Well, she's indisposed this week and I can't come up with a replacement. I'm really going to lose face with these guys if I don't deliver. And these are high powered guys you don't want to lose face with." "Is it that hard to hire a waitress or cocktail hostess to serve drinks for an evening?" asked Nick. "Well, Nick" the VP replied. "Confidentially, she performs other, ah, duties during the course of the evening, if you know what I mean. The five of us put up two hundred apiece for these, ah, special extras." "Oh, I get it" Nick answered. "But surely, a call girl would be easy to find for that kind of money." "You don't understand, son" said the VP "these aren't the kind of guys that would go to a call girl; too much ego. And besides, with all the VD and such, you know the risk. And they're all married. Our regular hostess is married herself. Works somewhere as a secretary in one of the companies run by one of the boys. Except for this once a month little excursion, a very respectable lady. Says she'd do it just for the excitement; we just give her the money, unsolicited, as a sort of tip. Husband thinks she's gone to a conference with her boss to take notes." "Speaking of spouses" Nick asked "whose house is available, without wife, once a month for this, ah, poker game?" "Well, you see Nick, our companies have gone together and permanently rent a suite at the Ritz Hotel for visiting VIPs. We just borrow it once a month." The wheels were turning in Nick's head. It was about time for his and Di's monthly adventure and he hadn't come up with an idea. Here was a ready-made fantasy and a perfect situation; his wife getting gang fucked by five guys and getting paid to fuck them. And maybe a big favor to a guy who could do him and his company a lot of good. The contract being negotiated was worth millions. "You know, sir, I may just be able to help," said Nick. "Oh, how's that, son?" asked the VP. "Well, I happen to know this safe, happily married woman who, like your friend, would probably do it just for the thrill." "Not a professional hooker or anything like that?" asked the VP. "I guarantee it, sir" said Nick. "There is just one thing, though" Nick continued. "Not knowing you guys and the situation, I may not be able to talk her into it unless I accompany her. Oh, I won't involve myself in the situation. If you can arrange to have a bar set up I'll just come along as the bartender. Your friends will never know the difference." "Well, you know, Nick" the VP said, "the main thing about the other gal is that she did it because she really liked to do it. She really enjoyed it and you could tell she wasn't faking. Her big wet pussy; the lust on her face, in her eyes, she just can't get enough once she starts, you know? Surely you can't find someone like that can you? ." "As I said" replied Nick. "I guarantee it. I've fucked her enough myself to verify that she has one hot pussy. And while we've fucked she's told me enough of her fantasies to convince me that I could talk her into this." "What about her husband?" asked the VP. "Is he likely to be trouble?" "She makes a lot of overnight trips in her job" Nick lied. "He's very trusting and never suspicious." "Well, Nick, I'd be eternally grateful to you if you could pull this off, but I'm skeptical," said the VP. "Just leave it to me" Nick replied. Nick prepared Di for the evening by telling her that this very important client, high up in his company, desperately needed a bartender and hostess for a card party and couldn't find any on short notice. He told her that, as a favor, he volunteered to tend bar and find a hostess. He told Di that it would mean a lot to him and his career to do this favor. Di said she understood and consented to the hostess job, little knowing what the hostess job really entailed. Saturday Nick went shopping and came home with a scanty little maids outfit with a short black skirt and apron and frilly translucent white top that would show a lot of cleavage. The top was actually designed so it could be tucked under the breasts, supporting them while fully exposing them. When Di dressed she added thong panties, a garter belt, black nylon stockings, and black five-inch patent leather heels. "Well, Nick, since you apparently want me to look sexy, I didn't put on a bra" said Di. "Hope I don't shock anyone." "You look fine honey" Nick replied looking at her small but beautiful breasts that showed just a hint of rosette and nipple through the partially transparent top. "I wonder how long it will be before you have those luscious tits fully exposed?" Nick thought to himself. "This is a pretty sexy outfit, Nick" observed Di. "It makes me feel hot and sexy, being the exhibitionist that I am. But I hope it's not inappropriate for this party of your high class friends." "Trust me, Di, you look fine" Nick said "Just remember, don't let on we're married. The guys don't want to have to worry about their language and stuff. They might feel inhibited if they knew you were my wife and not just a hired hostess. It's a poker game after all and boys will be boys." "I know that boys will be boys, Nick. It makes my pussy wet just to think about serving those guys in this sexy outfit, giving them all hard-ons and such" Di replied. "I hope your ready for the such" thought Nick to himself. The suite had a sitting room and two bedrooms with a connecting bath. A table was set up in the sitting room for the game and a bar was set up in one of the bedrooms. In this way the bartender would not be an intrusion on the game or the other "activities." However, with the door open part way Nick would be able to observe most everything. And if he left the door between the bathroom to the other bedroom open a bit he would be able to see what was going on in the other bedroom; he did after all have to go into the bathroom on occasion for water and to wash glasses, didn't he? When they arrived, the host of the party was already there. He looked Di over appreciatively and told Nick, that looks-wise, she was very suitable. Nick left him and Di alone to get acquainted while he went in to prepare the bar. Nick could see Di and the VP sitting together on the couch, conversing, as he puttered about the bar. He noticed the VP lost no time in getting familiar as he saw the man's hand come to rest on Di's knee and soon start moving up her thigh. "How will she react?" Nick wondered. If she reacted indignantly it could spell disaster for Nick's plan. "Perhaps I should have clued her in," he thought nervously. He knew his worries were over when he noticed Di slightly spread her legs so the VP could more easily rub her bare thigh above her stockings, something she dearly loved to have done. When the other players started to arrive Di came into the bedroom bar to start serving drinks. "Nick, your friend has been trying to take liberties with me already", Di said. "What should I do? I don't want to get you in trouble, Honey." "Well, Di, use your own judgment", he answered. "If it feels good do it," he said, knowing damn well that it felt good to her. "Well, ok, Baby. But don't go getting mad if I get really hot and have to do something about it", she cautioned him. "I won't get mad, honey, I guarantee it", he replied. Later Nick noticed Di bend over the table to retrieve an empty glass. Her tits fell out of the skimpy ruffles that were barely confining them. Embarrassed, she hastily started to replace them. "Hey, darlin" one of the men said "don't bother with that. Those babies are much to beautiful to keep hidden." And so she came into the bar to refill the drink with her tits perched nicely on top of the ruffles on her uniform. "Nick, does this bother you?" she asked. "If it does I'll cover up." "Well, let's see if you like it or not" said Nick, reaching under her dress. To his surprise he found that she no longer had on the thong panties she'd put on earlier and her pussy was gaping open and sopping wet. "What happened to your panties?" he asked. "Well, to be honest, Honey, those guys keep groping me under my dress and those panties were just in the way and were getting soaking wet. I just took them off," she answered. "Is that ok?" "If you keep this up, Honey, I'm just going to have to fuck you right now", he replied. "The way things are going out there, darlin', you may have to wait your turn", Di said with a twinkle in her eye. "All the better", Nick said patting her on her bare ass as she left to serve the drinks. A little later Nick looked out in the gambling room and saw that Di and one of the gamblers were missing. He stepped into the darkened bathroom and peered through the door that he'd made sure was partially open. The bedroom light was just then snapped on making it almost impossible to see into the darkened bathroom. "Why'd you do that?" a male voice asked. "'Cause I like to watch what I'm doing" Nick heard Di reply. "Wow," the man said. That was certainly true, Nick knew, but he also knew that she turned on the lights for his benefit, too. "Far out!" said the male voice as he gently pushed Di's now naked body, except for garter and stockings, onto the bed. "So show me that pussy, Hon." Nick saw Di on her back on the bed. She slowly and tantalizingly raised her knees and spread her legs, revealing her smoothly shaved pussy lips and the well-shaped hair above. Nick could tell from the slick wetness that Di was highly excited and loved what was happening. "Oh, my god that's beautiful", the man said, "You've got to let me kiss it!" And he fell to his knees and laid a deep French kiss onto Di's nether lips, sucking and tonguing her. Di raised her hips even further and entwined her fingers in the mans hair. She then pulled his face deeply into her cunt and began humping his face. Nick could tell by the look of lust on her face that she was cumming. The man also knew as he could feel the spasms of her orgasm as her cunt clutched at his face. Having brought her to orgasm the man was now frantic to have his extreme sexual tension relieved also. He rose with a large hard erection in his hand. Di could see the large veins throbbing with each heartbeat as he stroked down the shaft, the red angry head starting to drip. "Oh, baby, jerk this thing for me", he gasped as he straddled Di and put it in her hand. She encircled the shaft with her hand and slowly stroked, feeling how the smooth outer skin slid over the hard, slick core. She slowly pulled all the way forward until the foreskin covered the head and then slowly released, watching with fascination. She repeated this several times, listening to the man beg for harder faster strokes. Then she rubbed her other hand over and into her sopping pussy to get it wet and slippery and slowly began to rub it over the mans red, throbbing glans, thoroughly enjoying the exquisite torture she was inflicting on the man. Then Di got this overpowering desire to see the sperm shoot from this live thing in her hand and feel the sticky heat of it all over her tits, especially her rock hard nipples. She began to vigorously jack on the man's dick as he hovered above her tits. "Oh, yeah, harder, harder!", the man moaned as he started his own orgasm. Di grew more excited as she felt the man's dick swell larger and harder in her hand as his orgasm approached. Nick watched his wife frantically increase her stroking of the mans cock as the cum began to spew forth. "Oh, yeah!" he heard her say "cum on my tits, cum on my face. Oh, you're making me cum, too." Large globs of cum began splattering on Di's tits and face and shooting into the mouth that she was uncontrollably now holding wide open to catch as much as she could. Nick could plainly see her cunt frantically clutching for the penis that wasn't there. She came explosively with nothing having ever touched her genitalia. With a sigh they both lay back to catch their breath. Soon the man rose and dressed to return to the game. Di entered the bathroom in her garter belt, stockings and high heels to clean up, and found her husband waiting. "Nick, I..." she started to say, worried that he may not have intended that the party should have gone this far. She need not have worried as he smothered her in kisses disregarding the fact that her lips, face, and tits were covered with another mans cum. Having cleaned up, Di returned to the poker game to replenish the players drinks, all the while being fondled and groped. Whenever she returned to the barroom she frantically kissed Nick and made him finger her in hopes of relieving her sexual lust, so inflamed by the actions of the poker players. But just as she would start to realize relief, someone would call out for a fresh drink, leaving Di more frustrated then ever. Drinks being replenished, things grew quiet and Nick didn't see Di for several minutes. He entered the bathroom to look into the other bedroom but didn't see her. Going back to look into the game room he saw Di on the couch in a passionate embrace with another of the card players for whom the cards had grown cold; but if the cards had grown cold the same couldn't be said of Di. The man had half his hand in Di's pussy and she was humping it lustfully as she kissed him hotly. The man became unbearably aroused and had to have release. Sensing this, Di reached for his fly and ran the zipper down. As Nick watched, his wife reached in and pulled the mans throbbing hard-on free. She immediately went to her knees in front of him and began sucking the big dick. Nick knew Di loved to suck cock and knew how hot it made her. He watched as she sucked and jerked on the cock while stroking her clit, her cunt becoming increasingly wet. Nick knew from experience that if the man came in her mouth, Di would have an explosive orgasm. As Nick watched the man's cock stiffened and grew. As he approached orgasm he saw his wife frantically fingering her gaping, wet pussy. The lips were swollen and red and her fingers were slimy with her juices. By now the other players had stopped their game and were watching the action, thinking about taking a turn themselves. Di looked up and saw the others watching and, being the exhibitionist she was it made her start her orgasm. The effect on the man was to make his orgasm begin and he started pumping cum into Di's mouth. She felt the first wave explode deep in her throat and she desperately swallowed the gooey mass. The act of swallowing caused her mouth and throat to caress the man's increasingly sensitive penis, which brought forth an even larger explosion, filling Di's mouth to capacity again. This made the intensity of Di's orgasm double as she attempted to swallow the load being ejaculated into her mouth. Swallow as she could she could not contain the man's whole load and it began bubbling out around the engorged member and dribbling down her chin. Di frantically sucked and swallowed and still another load exploded in her mouth, finally exceeding it's capacity and causing a renewal of her orgasm. Removing her mouth she grasped the cock in her hand and began pumping. She loved the feel of the outer skin sliding over inner hardness. Too Di's extreme delight the release of the man's pent up sexual tension caused this wave to shoot two feet into the air. As the man finished his orgasm Di rose and sprawled back on the couch, legs parted and pussy still pulsating. It was too much for one of the other players watching. He walked over, pulled Di up from the couch and carried her into the bedroom. Nick quickly retreated into the darkened bathroom to observe these new proceedings. There he watched as Di again removed her skimpy uniform while watching the man slowly remove his pants. The man's back was to Nick but he knew the man had something special, as Di gasped lustfully as his pants came down. "Ah, god!" gasped Di. "It's so big. But I want it. All of it. Let's see if I can take it all, all the way to the hilt". She lay down and spread her nylon-clad legs as far apart as she could. As the man crawled between her legs Nick saw why she had gasped. He had a prick at least the size of his friend Adrian, who had been the first one to fuck his wife in this series of sex adventures. This is just what Di felt she needed at this time. Although she'd had multiple orgasms they had been at her own hand. Now she couldn't wait to try take this large cock all the way to the hilt. As he watched, Nick's wife raised her beautiful ass up to meet this engorged piece of meat, the head of which began to enter her hot wetness. It was a tight fit and the man knew his large proportions were hard for some women to take. And it would be hard for Di, too, but Nick could see that she was greedy for the whole thing. She raised and spread her legs wider in order to maximize the opening of her pussy and arched her back in order to get the best angle for complete penetration. The man began with small thrusts. Di's wetness covered more and more of the large shaft helping it slide back in a little further each time. She noticed Nick watching in the bathroom door. "Come here and grab my ankles, Nicky" moaned Di. "Spread my legs further apart. Yes! Like that." To the man fucking her she moaned "Keep easing it in. Oh, god. It's so big, so good". Nick could see that Di was going crazy to get the whole cock into herself but she knew that it would have to be done slowly in order to keep it from hurting. Fortunately, the orgasms that Di had already experienced had made her pussy loose and wet, which facilitated the entry of this large cock. Finally Nick could see that full penetration had been achieved and the mans large balls were resting on Di's ass. He then pulled his now slippery cock almost all the way out. Nick thought he'd never see the tip of it. When the tip was finally almost out he thrust it back in to the hilt. That was what Di was waiting for. She circled her nylon clad legs around the mans back and spurred him on with her spiked heels. She thrust her burning cunt up to meet each of his strokes. As the man vigorously fucked her Di slightly emerged from her almost all-consuming lust and began to wonder why she was doing all this. After all, she was a happily married woman with a great career and wonderful son. Then she realized that with each stroke of his cock she was cumming and loving it. And she now knew why she was doing it as she looked toward Nick who was still watching. She smiled with love and gratitude. Nick could see that his wife was smiling at him and cumming with each stroke of that large, red, angry prick. When the man's orgasm finally came there was hardly any room in Di's stretched out pussy for the cum and Nick saw it ooze out around the large penis and slide down the crack in Di's ass. No sooner had the man pulled from Di's swollen pussy and started to towel off then another man who had been waiting and watching, unnoticed in the door, ceased his masturbation and came forward to again fill that hot, seemingly insatiable pussy. Nick Watches Di Ch. 05 "Wait!" Di pleaded, "I've got to go out and serve drinks now." "Fuck the drinks" the man growled climbing on the bed, stiff prick in hand, waving it in front of Di. To her disbelief, lust began to consume her again. "Well, OK, big fella" Di said rolling over on her knees to take it doggie style "You can do me but you better do me good!" As Nick watched that hard cock entering his wife he saw her hand with it's long, red fingernails go quickly to her clit and begin vigorously rubbing. By now the poker game had lost its interest and the others began drifting into the bedroom to watch the action. It was so hot that they all began entertaining ideas about seconds. Seeing the men watching appealed to Di's exhibitionistic tendencies and renewed her lust. She began thinking about one of her favorite fantasies; getting gang banged by several men at once. "God," she thought "I want all of these men now, naked and erect, to suck and fuck." As if on cue one of them dropped his pants and brought his penis to her mouth. She immediately engulfed it. To Di's delight, the rest began disrobing. In order to get her hands on those hot cocks Di rolled over on her back. She grabbed a cock in each hand and began jerking the men off. The man fucking her raised her legs over his shoulders so he could feel those nylons on his shoulders and have maximum penetration. With all this sexual activity Di felt like she was having an endless orgasm and wanted it to last forever. The man fucking her began moaning with his orgasm and began pumping his cum into her, inciting her passion even more. As he finished and pulled out another quickly replaced him. She was amazed that she wasn't getting sore with all this fucking, but her pussy was so well lubricated with cum and her own pussy juice that even the largest prick slid home with no discomfort. With all these orgasms her pussy was large and loose, it's lips engorged and swollen like the men's cocks. Di was lost in lust as if drugged. As one cock spurted and withdrew she could hardly wait until another replaced it. And she lost count of the ones she had sucked off and jacked off, their cum covering her body. And through it all there was always someone sucking her nipples and fingering her clit. Her clit was so sensitive from her cumming that it had become painful with their endless fingering of it. With her hands full of cocks she couldn't stop them, but the pain soon transformed itself into a sublimely exquisite sensation that Di had never experienced before. With a rock hard cock Nick watched his wife sink into this state of pure carnal lust. He knew if he even touched his own cock it would explode. "That's my wife and that's my pussy" he thought lovingly "and when all the rest are through I want to hold her and kiss her and suck her pussy and fuck her and pump my load into her hot cum filled cunt and tell her how much I love her." As the player's passions finally subsided and they began to leave, the VP with whom Nick had set this up came to him. "Nick," he said, "this is the best poker party we have ever had. The boys were so impressed that they each ponied up an additional $100 tip, hoping that maybe she would fill in again sometime when our regular hostess can't make it." "It's certainly a possibility, sir" Nick said smiling to himself "If I can manage to get her away from her husband." "Well, whatever" the VP said "But you know, you've got that business deal we were discussing sewed up. I'm looking forward to working with you. Now you better get into that bedroom and see if you can't get some of that pussy. It's the best and hottest I've ever had. And you were right. You can tell she does it cause she loves to fuck. By the way, this suite and everything in it, including her, is yours for the rest of the night, young man. Enjoy." "If you only knew," thought Nick. With that he departed leaving Nick and Di alone. Nick returned to the bedroom and found Di lying on the bed, a look of anxiety on her face. Finding her this way surprised Nick. Not knowing what was wrong, he remained silent. This only added to Di's anxiety. "Oh, Nicky, I'm so sorry but I just lost my head. All those hot men, and all for me. It was like I was in one continuous orgasm. I lost all thought of everything including you. Did I go too far? Are you upset? Please forgive me. Say something." Nick watched her absent-mindedly fingering her dripping pussy and rubbing cum all over her belly and breasts. He knew she would fuck them all again right then if they came back into the room. "Oh, baby, you're too much" he said. Nick lost no time in stripping down and climbing into bed. He kissed her deeply, not only with passion but with love. Di rolled over on top of him, cum dripping from her big brown nipples and oozing from her pussy. "Nicky, look at my pussy. It's dripping cum" she said. "I'm going to rub it all over your body, then you'll be as slick and slippery as me. Then we'll fuck all slimy. Afterward we'll lick it all off of each other before you fuck me again." Nick felt her hot, wet cunt start sliding over his body. When Nick finally started slipping his cock to his wife's much used pussy she asked softly "Nick, did you enjoy watching me fuck all those men?" "Yes" he whispered "I love it how lost in lust you get." "Oh, Nicky. You're so good to me to let me enjoy all these different sexual experiences," she said. And Nick felt her pussy begin to contract in yet another orgasm. "God, I love to get gang fucked, darling" Di gasped. As he began visualizing the scene his wife had just been in, fucking and sucking and jerking all those men, Nick began pumping yet another load of cum into his wife's already sloopy, wet pussy. As Nick finished cumming Di murmured to him "Call room service, honey. You didn't make me cum good enough. I want to fuck the bellboy". Nick Watches Di Ch. 06 Shortly after arriving home from work one night, a few weeks later, Nick received a call from Di, who was still at work. "I've got good news, bad news, Nicky. We just acquired this big new account and we've got a lot of work to do to prepare for the contract signing tomorrow. The bad news is I've got to work late tonight. The good news is that I was instrumental in getting the contract and I'm going to get a substantial raise from it" Di reported. "That's great, Di. I always knew you'd go far in the business world. Tell me how you did it." "Well, Nick, I hope you won't be displeased but I used methods I learned from you in how to persuade people to give you the business, if you know what I mean" Di replied, giggling at her pun. "Hey, if you mean what I think you mean let me get comfortable and you can tell me all about it" Nick said as he stretched out on the couch and loosened the drawstring on his jogging shorts. Di proceeded with the following story. "My boss was introducing this prospective client around the office and showing him our operation. When he brought him to my office he saw that the client showed an immediate interest in me." '"I can see that you have a particular interest in this aspect of our operation. Why don't I leave you in the capable hands of Desiree to explain her function"' my boss told the client." "Well, Nicky, in the course of my private little presentation of our art department I guess I managed to flash a little pussy to the client. Several times I guess. Accidentally of course, ha, ha. Well, maybe not too accidentally. You know me and my wayward pussy. Anyway, you know how those short mini skirts of mine have a tendency to hike up whenever I sit or bend over or anything. Actually I was forewarned about this client's visit and how important this contract was so I wore that micro-mini that only goes down about three inches below my pussy. And since you don't allow me to wear panties anymore, well, I guess you know what he was looking at. I guess it was pretty easy for him to tell that all I had on under my skirt was a garter belt. And sheer stockings, of course. I could see his interest swelling. I'm so grateful to you for shaving and trimming my pussy so it's always presentable." At the other end of the line Di could hear Nick's breathing become heavier. "Nick" she said taking her cue "I'm getting real hot recalling this little incident. I'm starting to touch myself and getting all wet. Are you getting hot, too?" "Just keep talking, baby" Nick replied, breathlessly. Di continued her narrative. "Lunch time approached and the client offered to take me out. Of course I accepted. For business purposes, naturally. I took him to that intimate little Italian restaurant where you eat by candlelight. We sat in one of those round booths in the back and Nicky; he just scooted right over next to me, his thigh right up against mine. It would have been rude of me to move away so I just had to sit there. Truth is, after flashing him all morning I really thought it would be rude of me to move away anyway." "We had a couple of martinis before eating and you know what that does to what few inhibitions I have. As we proceeded to eat, guess what? He started rubbing my knee through my sheer stockings. You know how I love to have my legs rubbed through my nylon stockings. The only thing I love more is to have my bare thighs above my stockings rubbed. So, to make it easier for him to rub my thighs I spread my legs a little. Well, he took that as an open invitation, I guess, 'cause he started rubbing way up my thigh. You can imagine how that was making my cunt tingle." Di heard Nick's breathing increase and other sounds as well. "Nicky, are you doing what I think you are?" she asked. "Baby, you know I got this big dick of mine in my hand and I'm pumping it with every word you're telling me" he replied. "Oh, Nicky. That makes me so hot my pussy is just twitching and oozing" she said. "So keep talking" Nick ordered. Di continued. "Well, by now he's forced my legs apart so his hand is rubbing right in my bare pussy. Well, I thought, two can play this game, and I reached over and proceeded to pull down the zipper to his fly. Of course I'd already been feeling of his hardness through his pants as I stroked his thigh and I really wanted to feel that naked prick by now. I was wondering if I could reach all the way around it with my hand." "Well, Nicky, do you realize how hard it is to get a man's erect cock out of his fly, in a cramped booth, in a crowded restaurant, with no one noticing. It's a good thing the table clothes are extra big and hang almost to the floor." "By now we were finished eating and just had our wine. The client told the waiter we were through ordering and not to disturb us anymore. I have to admit Nicky; I'm really hot by now. I have his big dick in my hand and it is hot and throbbing. He's got three fingers in my pussy and is rubbing my clit like crazy. I told him '"God, I've got to bring my husband to this restaurant so he and I can do this"'. By now Di can hear really heavy breathing and a steady pounding on the other end of the line. "Oh, Nicky. You're going to make me come just listening to you. Let me finish this story" she said. Nick could only grunt, so she continued. "What could I do with this thing in my hand, Nick, but start pumping it? The more I pumped the hotter it made me. It's a good thing we were fairly isolated and the waiter was gone. I was leaning way back in the cramped booth with my legs spread as far apart as possible. He was working my pussy and clit as hard as he could without arousing attention. I was likewise jerking that big cock. Then I could feel it harden and enlarge in my hand even more. Knowing what was about to happen I grabbed a napkin off the table. Then the spasms began as I pumped him with my hand and he began filling that napkin. Of course this was taking me over the brink and my pussy began clutching his fingers as he increased the pace of his rubbing. My god, we both just had enormous orgasms right in that booth in that restaurant. People were even starting to look our way. That even made my orgasm more intense." Di was now hearing groans on the other end of the line. "Oh, Nick. Telling you this has made me so hot that I'm cumming. Are you?" she asked breathlessly. "Aaarrrgg!" is all she heard. "Oh, Nicky. I've got to hang up now so I can use both hands" gasped Di as she hung up. "Oh, god! I'm coming, too!" Di's boss gasped as she hung up the phone. They were on the couch in his office celebrating the new account that the firm had acquired through Di's efforts. She had both nylon clad legs up over his shoulders and her ass was up off the couch giving him maximum penetration. Hearing that both her and her husband were cumming made him begin pumping his considerable load into Di. Di's orgasm intensified as she looked over at her boss's desk and watched the new client sitting in her boss's chair. He was pumping his cock to its maximum proportions in preparation for taking her boss's place between her legs. "God, I love this job" thought Di to herself. "And my open-minded husband, too". Di's boss barely had time to pull his now softening cock from her gaping, wet cunt before the client was in his place. Her slack pussy, now slick with her and her bosses intermingled juices, easily accommodated the clients substantial proportions as he proceeded to slake his all-consuming lust. Di's greedy boss, watching his client fucking Di, wanted more. He positioned himself above her face and began slapping his long slack cock against her face and lips. Di, with her love of cocksucking, eagerly drew the semi-soft, prick into her mouth and began sucking it hard again. Fortunately for Di, their lunchtime activities had somewhat decreased the clients ardor allowing him bring Di to two more orgasms before he himself came. To Di's delight, she got her boss to come again, shooting his load down her gulping throat. "I'm selecting your firm because I'm so impressed with how your art department is run by Desiree" the client said to her boss as their little soiree ended. "I expect to be working with her personally on future projects. I hope you'll join us in these efforts. And I expect her to get a substantial raise." Her boss nodded in enthusiastic agreement. Di's pussy spasmed once more in anticipation. After the client left, Di's boss said to her "God, that was hot, fucking you while you described your lunch time activity to your husband. It really got me off. Ever since you began flashing that beautiful pussy at me I've wanted to do this. But what if he'd heard us and suspected what we were doing? I don't want him making a scene or making you quit your job." "Don't worry," said Di "Sometime when I want him to fuck me when he isn't in the mood I'll tell him about this afternoon and he'll end up fucking my brains out. And the next time we're on a project together with that new client, I want you both at the same time. I loved his big dick in me while I sucked you off." To Di's delight, the image of this in her boss's mind was too much for him and he tipped Di back on the couch once more, and, grasping and jerking on his hardening cock, buried his face between her legs. Nick Watches Di Ch. 07 Chapter 7 One evening Di rushed home from work with exciting news. “Nick, guess what! Al Black is finally going to marry that gorgeous secretary of his.” Al Black was one of the VP s at Di’s firm. He’d been carrying on an affair with Lisa, his secretary, for several years. The affair had even caused Al’s divorce. Lisa was so beautiful and such a hot fuck that Al was willing to give up his wife for her and pay the monetary consequences. And she knew how to keep his interest. She never wore underwear and was constantly flashing her pussy at him and rubbing up on him when no one was around. And for “the good of the company” she’d often do the same to clients, making Al jealous and hot at the same time. Needless to say there wasn’t much, sexually that they hadn’t tried. “She’s coming over for dinner on Friday to discuss the wedding” Di said. “What shall we have, Darling?” “Gosh,” Nick said, “maybe I should go out for the evening while you discuss all that girl stuff.” “No, you can’t” Di said. “You’re going to be involved in the wedding in a special way, if you agree.” “What do you mean, Di?” Nick asked, and wondered to himself how many times Al had been flashed by his wife’s perfect pussy. The thought brought a slight twinge of jealousy that stiffened his dick. “You’ll just have to wait, Nicky. Lisa will explain it to you on Friday.” Friday arrived and Di prepared a healthy pasta dinner for the three of them. Nick brought home a nice wine to accompany dinner. He had been curious all week about what his role was to be in Al’s and Lisa’s wedding. He also found himself daydreaming about Lisa. Thoughts of her sweet pussy ran through his mind. He thought of her lush lips wrapped around his cock. He thought about the unfairness that Al had undoubtedly seen his wife’s pussy (and undoubtedly would again knowing the atmosphere they worked in). But he would likely never see Lisa’s. It troubled his thoughts. Ah, well, whoever said life was fair. Lisa arrived looking like, Wow! Tight designer jeans, high heeled pumps, a semi-translucent blouse, nearly all unbuttoned, that almost revealed her bra-less breasts, large hoop earrings, flawless makeup. That Al’s a lucky guy thought Nick. He thought wistfully of last years Christmas party. The dinner conversation was sexually titillating with jokes and double entendres. Nick was sure that Lisa was openly flirting with him. When she laughed at a joke she often leaned his way, hand squeezing his thigh, blouse gaping open concealing nothing. And it didn’t seem to bother Di in the least. “At least I’ve seen her tits, even if I never see anything else,” thought Nick. Finally, over after dinner drinks, Lisa brought up the subject of the impending wedding. “Nick, this is going to be kind of hard to explain, but Al and I would like to ask a favor of you in regard to the wedding” Lisa said. “It’s like this; Al and I have tried every possible sexual thing we could think of to do in the time we’ve been going together. He’s always groping me at the office whenever he can. He won’t let me wear panties and if he feels my pussy and I’m not wet he proceeds to rub and finger me until I am. He can’t seem to stand it if I’m not wet and ready. And by the way, Di, I know when you’ve shown him that little pussy of yours, too. Every time it happens he comes dragging me into his office to fuck me or to make me suck him off.” “Oh, I, um, ah....” Di stammered her face flushing in embarrassment. “It’s ok, Honey” said Lisa, “I get some of my best fucks when you do that. And I know exactly what your pussy looks like; he describes it, how wet it is, how it kind of hangs open, all puffy, like it really needs it. Oh, baby, it gives me some of my best orgasms.” “Please, Lisa, you don’t know what an affect this conversation is having on me” interjected Nick. “Oh, yes I do Nicky. I’ve got my hand right on it and I’m impressed.” Nick glanced at Di, worrying about the affect all this was having on her. “She better not be mad at me after the way they carry on at the office” he thought. Di was suppressing a giggle. And if Lisa squeezed him one more time, he thought, he was going to cum in his pants and really be embarrassed. “Now that I’ve got you into the proper mood, I’ll present my request” said Lisa. “I told Di that in order to make our wedding night special, something we’ll always remember, we have to do something unusual. Di suggested that it would really be unusual if I fucked the best man first, before I fucked the groom. The idea got me instantly wet. I told her indeed that would be exciting if I got to pick the best man. She told me I could pick you, Nicky, if I wanted to. She said you needed a new experience to turn you on and talk about while you guys fucked. I’ve fantasized about you ever since we groped each other at last years Christmas party and I felt the size of “Di’s Delight.” Well, the other night while Al was hotter then hell and fucking me, I proposed the idea to him. He came harder then I’ve ever seen him cum. He agreed and here I am. And I know I’ve made the right choice judging from the size of what I’ve got in my hand.” “Gosh, you mean, I mean, you want, ah, me to, ah....” Nick was flustered and confused. Could it be true? He might, after all, touch, stroke, finger, even lick, that cunt he had despaired of ever even seeing? And to think, Di had proposed it. He glanced her way. She was smiling and nodding her head. “Man, how I love that gal” he thought. “And, of course, Di will be my maid of honor” said Lisa. “Aha!” thought Nick to himself “Let me guess what Di will be doing while I’m doing Lisa.” . . . . The wedding was in Las Vegas, just the bride and groom and their witnesses, Nick and Di. It was held in a wedding chapel that catered to “unusual” weddings. These weddings were usually between couples who had been married before. The couples were usually a bit jaded and knew the chapel by its reputation for sexual ambiance and unusual weddings. Weddings from nude to pagan, had taken place here. The director’s wife, even though she was in her forties, was very sensuous and sexy. She had often served as a naked alter for some of the pagan wedding ceremonies. At one so called “Satanist” wedding her husband had even had to dress up as the devil and fuck the new bride on the alter to consummate the marriage. It was kinky but fun and the pay was good but the orgasms were even better. Although not naked at this wedding, the director’s wife was dressed to exude maximum sexuality in a clinging long, shimmering gown slit to the waist, revealing black nylons, white thigh and black garter belt. When she moved just right you could catch sight of a well-trimmed pussy, as she wore no panties. Her braless tits also swayed languidly as she moved, and displayed swollen nipples beneath the thin material. The atmosphere of these sexy weddings always aroused her and kept her nipples rock hard. According to the director, compared to some of the weddings he had performed, Al’s and Lisa’s was quite tame. Nick wondered what these weddings had been like. Lisa wore white silk elbow length gloves, a white Vail, white patent leather, six-inch ankle strap sandals with two-inch platforms, sheer white stockings and a garter belt. The reason you knew she had on a garter belt was because the dress she had on was of white lace on a totally transparent background. You could plainly see the garter belt through the sheer dress that was, by the way, just long enough to cover the tops of her stockings when she was standing. The dress was so tight it had to be slit up one side so that all of one thigh was exposed when she walked. You could tell that she had on no panties and no bra because her pussy hair, that that wasn’t shaved, was visible, as were her nipples, and indeed, nearly all of her breasts. “Al, you lucky bastard” thought Nick. Di was dressed exactly the same as Lisa except she was entirely in black. “Nick, you lucky bastard”, thought Al. “These lucky bastards” thought the director. The men were dressed in black dinner jackets with red cummerbunds and white silk pants that were almost like pajama pants. Since the women were so exposed they insisted that the men could wear no underwear. With no underwear to hold them in check, the men’s appreciation for each other’s woman was clearly apparent. “You lucky bitches” thought the director’s wife, who played the music while her pussy swelled open and got wet. When the ceremony was over everyone, including the director, his wife, and Di, wetly kissed the bride with considerable groping. The party retired to the back of a waiting limousine that was to deliver them to their suite on the “Strip”. Nick, walking behind the bride, watched her tight ass swaying from the effect of her six-inch heels and long legs, and thought of that bare pussy under that revealing dress. His hard-on grew. Then he thought of his own wife’s pussy that was just as bare under her revealing dress. His hard-on grew more and could not be hidden by the silk pants that rubbed him exquisitely. Before the night was over he would fuck them both, he thought. A spot of pre-cum began to stain his silk pants. In the limo, the groom immediately embraced the bride, kissing her passionately and caressing her now wet cunt. He then pushed her to Nick who proceeded to do the same. After a few minutes of this, to the surprise of the men, Di pushed Nick aside and proceeded to do the same to Lisa herself. “Why should you men be the only ones that get to kiss the bride?” said Di. “Amen” said Lisa. “Holy shit” thought the driver who was watching the proceedings through the rear view mirror. This would be one of the best scenes he’d ever catch on the hidden video camera he had concealed in the back of the limo to secretly record the carryings on of the newly weds he frequently carried to honeymoon suites. “I’d give a hundred bucks to have a camera in their hotel room tonight” he thought. The two men sat back in the limo and watched as Di aggressively kissed and groped Lisa. Lisa moaned with passion as Di rubbed and flicked her clit and probed her slit with silk-gloved fingers. The silk gloves had an extremely erotic affect on Lisa’s rock hard clit and swollen pussy. She couldn’t hold back. She came. “It’s going to take a lot of sex to fully consummate this marriage tonight,” said Di. “I hope the boys are up to it” Lisa said to Di. “If not, you’re going to have eat me out and fuck me all night with a strap-on dildo.” “That makes me want them to fail” laughed Di. It was with the greatest of effort that the two men restrained themselves. Their hard cocks rubbing on the cool, smooth, silk pants was almost too much for them. The driver was so glad that the back of the limo was always lighted. It was fortunate that traffic was light and he didn’t run into someone as he cranked on his swollen dick and came all over his floor mats while trying to watch the back seat and the road at the same time. He thought of how hot the video was going to make his wife when he showed it to her tonight. Meanwhile, back at the chapel, the director had his wife lying on the altar. His pants were around his knees and his wife’s nylon clad legs circled his waist. As he poured his cock to her, he had fantasies of two of the sexiest women he had ever seen in an orgy with the two men. His wife had visions of silk pajama pants protruding to an extent that put her husband to shame. “You’d fuck both those guys at the same time, wouldn’t you, you slut?” “Ooo, yeah” she sighed. She came, imagining herself “sandwiched” by those two hunks, a large cock impaling each of her lower orifices at the same time. She whispered this fantasy in her husband’s ear. “Just think of those two cocks in me at the same time. I’d even suck yours while you watched.” He came with images of those two cocks working her pussy and ass while she sucked his cock. “Who ever imagined being a ‘man of the cloth’ could be so exciting,” he thought to himself. “I’m so glad I talked him into quitting that straight laced wedding chapel and starting this kinky one. I was always scared he was going to catch me fucking one of those guys I used to do behind his back. Now he begs me to tell him all about it while he fucks me”, she thought to herself. Nick Watches Di Ch. 08 Chapter 8 At the hotel everyone stared at the two couples as they went through the lobby and casino to the elevators. The women in their revealing outfits, their pussys and nipples hardly concealed awed everyone. And the men with their sexual arousal so obviously showing. It was a very sexy scene, even for Las Vegas. Call girls working the hotel envisioned an upsurge in business in the next couple of hours. In the elevator the four of them were alone and Nick grabbed Lisa. He put his arms around her and pulled her dress up around her waist as he French kissed her and caressed her bare fanny. She passionately kissed him back and humped her pussy against his silk clad boner. In mock retaliation, Di zipped down Al’s fly and reached in and began pumping his already engorged shaft. In hotel security, the men manning the elevator video monitor stared in disbelief. “We’ve got to make copies of this one, boys, and save it” one of them said. In the hotel suite the sexual tension was extreme. Unknown to Al, the other three had devised a plan. Catching Al unaware, they grabbed him and set him in chair and handcuffed him to it. “Hey, what’s going on!” yelled Al. “That’s so you won’t be able to change your mind and try to fuck the bride before Nick gets done with her,” Di said, laughing. “I thought maybe I’d fuck you, Di, while my bride was getting fucked by Nick” Al said. “Oh, no,” she replied. “This is your wedding night. You can’t fuck anyone else before you fuck your bride. She wants you to be fully horny when you get to her. She knows she can cum all night but you only have a few in you. And this is to make sure you don't have any accidents watching.” And with that she blindfolded him. “Hey, wait!” he howled “This wasn’t part of the deal.” “Just calm down” Di said “We’ll let you watch when the time is right. And meanwhile I’m going to pass the time with this while I watch.” She let Al feel a large vibrator that she was lubricating up. The three then stripped and the fun began, at least for them. Al heard the sound of sucking and moaning. From the moans he could tell it was his new wife doing the sucking. He had visions of her sucking Nick’s big cock. His cock grew and he wanted to touch it so bad but couldn’t. He heard someone else sucking and slurping and knew Nick must be eating Lisa out. Then he heard Di’s vibrator go into high gear as both she and Lisa moaned in orgasm. Al then heard a shifting of bodies and the steady rhythm of the bed. Soon Lisa had another orgasm. “God, this is great” she panted. “Now let me get on top so your wife can watch that prick of yours work on me.” She straddled him facing his feet and slid his member home. Di slid between Nick’s legs, pushed Lisa back on Nick’s chest and went right down on Lisa’s clit sucking and tonguing, while Nick’s cock slid in and out below her chin. Watching that slick, gooey dick right below her mouth was too much. She periodically pulled it out and sucked it clean, making Lisa beg to it get back. Soon Al heard Lisa moaning and cumming again, followed by Di. “Godammit, let me see” howled Al. “This is my wedding night, too.” “Oh, all right, you big baby” laughed Di as she took off the blindfold and took long suck on his engorged cock. Al found himself staring into his new bride’s soaking pussy. But it was filled with Nick’s cock. She was on top, straddling Nick but facing away from him, riding his cock frantically up and down. Seeing Al suddenly watching her she said “Oh, Al, look at Nick’s big cock in my pussy.” Thinking about her new husband watching Nick fuck her made her cum again. Al watched her already soaked crotch and thighs get even wetter. “Turn me loose, dammit!” he shouted. Di, with her humming dildo buried deep in her cunt reached over and turned Al loose. He fell to his knees and crawled between his wife’s legs. He could see Nick’s dick thrusting in and out. Right above he could see Lisa’s red, swollen clitoris, which she was frantically rubbing since Di had left. Nick squeezed and pinched her hard swollen nipples. Pushing her hand away, Al began licking and sucking the swollen clit Di had given up while the slick cock slid relentlessly in and out just below his tongue. It was too much for Lisa. She had another mind-boggling orgasm. It was too much for Nick. He exploded into Lisa, his cum oozing back out around his swollen member. It was too much for Di. Rubbing her clit with one hand and plunging the dildo deep into her pussy she almost fainted cumming. It was too much for Al. As Nick withdrew his spent shaft from below, Al plunged his surging one into the cum filled orifice from above, forcing cum out of Lisa’s pussy and down over her anus. Nick was pinned under Lisa and couldn’t escape because Al, in his sexual frenzy wouldn’t let up long enough for him to move out from under. And with Lisa’s ass rubbing his cock, it barely started to soften before it started to stiffen again. Something strange was starting to happen, Nick thought. Or was it his imagination. Lisa’s asshole seemed to be thrusting itself on the end of Nick’s shaft at every opportunity while Al slid in and out of her wet, slack pussy. “Is this what she wants?” he wondered as he began working the head of his hardening dick against her anus. While humping Al’s dick in her cunt, Lisa began working the head of Nick’s deeper into her ass. With all the cum and pussy juice lubricating it, Nick’s dick was sliding in easily. Lisa seemed to be relaxing her sphincter in order to accommodate him even more easily. Soon he was buried to the hilt in Lisa’s ass. He could feel Al’s dick sliding in and out of her other hole, separated from his by only a thin membrane. The presence of Nick’s dick in Lisa’s ass took up much of the slack in her pussy, increasing the stimulation to both Al and Lisa. Nick watched from below as Di began to alternately kiss Al and Lisa and Lisa’s tits while frantically fingering her own and Lisa’s clit and pussy lips. “Can I be sandwiched next?” Di begged. Waves of orgasms began sweeping over Lisa and Di. Lisa’s clutching pussy and anus brought Nick and Al to orgasm, also. They soon collapsed into a sweating, gooey heap. “You guys” said Di, “don’t think your quitting now. I’m hot watching all this.” The guys groaned. They all knew they would never forget this wedding night. And it was still early. “It’s still early,” said Di. “In case Lisa’s pussy is a bit sore I’ll kiss it better for a few minutes and then we can start all over again.” “Well, Di” Al said “in case your pussy is sore from that big dildo, bring it over here and I’ll kiss yours better before we start.” “Ooo, looks like the start of a Daisy Chain,” Di said with enthusiasm. Both Nick and Al were reveling in the sensuality and sexiness of their respective wives. Di was pondering whether Lisa would let her in on the office fucking that her and Al were always indulging in. She knew she would as soon as the honeymoon was over, if only to keep the spark of excitement alive. She shivered with anticipation. Nick Watches Di Ch. 09 It was Friday evening as Di arrived home from work. Nick had been out of town on business for the week and she didn't expect him home for another week. She was extremely horny, not having had sex all week. She entered the bedroom to begin undressing. She stood looking in the mirror at herself in short silky dress and nylon clad legs. It was making her even hotter, especially thinking about the effect she had had on the men, and some of the women at work. In one motion she slid the dress over her head and stood there in only the stockings and high heeled pumps. She'd not worn any underwear at all that day. Her pussy lips were pouting, as if they resented the fact that no cock had parted them for the whole week. As she watched herself in the mirror, Di ran her hand over her cunt letting a finger slightly penetrate her slit, or slot, actually, for she was starting to gape quite openly. "Oh, god, that feels good" she thought and she laid back on the bed still gazing in the mirror, the mirror having been strategically placed so Di and Nick could watch as they fucked. Soon the juices were heavily flowing from the stroking and fingering, soaking Di's pussy and anus. But she needed more. Reaching into her nightstand she retrieved a large, double-headed dildo and a vibrator. She rubbed the dildo all over her pussy until it was totally covered with her juices and extremely slippery. She then slowly began inserting one end into her anus. With it nearly halfway in she began inserting the other end into her cunt. With both ends deeply imbedded she began to rock it in and out of both orifices. Di began fantasizing about being "sandwiched" with two cocks fucking her ass and pussy. She thought of Lisa and Al's wedding night when Nick and Al "sandwiched" Lisa and Di sucked her tits and messaged her clit. It was making her extremely hot. Then, just on the verge of cumming, the doorbell rang. "Damn," thought Di, removing the slippery dildo from her slimy, wet pussy, "now who can that be, just when it was feeling so good?" Rising in only stockings and high heels, which in her haste to achieve gratification she had failed to remove, she hastily put on a short robe that still revealed bare thigh above her stockings. With her wetness still oozing from her pussy and wetting her thighs down to her stockings, she hurried to the front door and opened it to find Nick's black friend, Adrian, and another black man on the porch. "Hi, Di." said Adrian, more or less pushing his way into the house. "I hear Nick is out of town". "Well, yes, Adrian, that's true. Did you wish to see him?" she asked. "Naw, we came to see you, Di. I figure he's been out of town so long you must be horney as hell. And having seen you in action I brought my buddy along in case I couldn't give you enough satisfaction alone. I figured it would take both of us to do the job". "Now wait a minute, Adrian. Is this some sort of a joke?" asked Di, starting to get angry. "It ain't no joke, baby. I know how hot you are. You need more fuckin' then poor Nick can give even when he's here. And he ain't here", Adrian said as he took Di by the arm and started dragging her toward the bedroom. "Now stop this, Adrian. This has gone far enough" Di said as she was roughly pushed onto the bed, her short robe flying open, revealing bare pussy between nylon clad legs. "Oh, man, look at that sweet pussy" said Adrian's friend as he dropped his pants and started stroking his big black cock. Adrian was now holding Di down with only one hand. Strangely, she didn't seem to be struggling that hard. With his other hand he was starting to rub her cunt and thighs. "Oh, man, don't tell me you don't need cock. Your pussy is soaked. And what's this slimy dildo doing here?" "Adrian, I'm asking you, if you're Nick's friend you'll stop this now, before it gets out of hand". "Sure, I'm his friend and I'm here to get my friend's wife some satisfaction since he can't". With that, Adrian's friend slid his big prick into Di's strangely gaping slit as Adrian held her legs widely apart. With the friend now holding her down as he pumped away, Adrian slipped out of his clothes, exposing that big black snake that Di had fantasized about on so many occasions. "This is intolerable, Adrian. You really mean to go through with this don't you, you bastard?" "Relax, honey, and we'll take good care of you", he said as he grabbed Di's head and shoved his dick in her mouth. "Now wait a minute, dammit" Di gasped angrily when she was finally able to get Adrian's cock out of her mouth. "Now just wait a damn minute. Get this guy off of me". Startled at this outburst and somewhat fearfull that maybe Di would begin screaming rape, the men complied. Now that she saw that she was in control, Di relaxed. Actually that big, black cock had felt quite good in her pussy. "Now Adrian", she directed in a totally different tone of voice, "you get on your back. That's it. I'll straddle you like this and slide down on your cock like this. Ah, yes that's it. Feels good. Now tell your friend to get on top and slip is slippery dick up my ass. That's it, yess, ah, yes!" Relieved, the men gladly complied. Di was now in ecstasy, getting the real thing like Lisa got on her wedding night. The attempt with her double dildo felt good but there was nothing like the real thing. "God, this feels good. The only thing missing is a cock to suck. Why didn't you bring another guy with you, dammit?" Di asked, thinking that would put her one up on Lisa. "Hey, my brother is at my house. He can be here in five minutes," said Adrian. Di reached to the nightstand, grabbed the phone, and handed it to Adrian. "The door's unlocked. Tell him to just come on in when he gets here". Di extricated herself while the call was made. "Now, while we wait for your brother, your friend can eat my pussy and I'll suck your cock, Adrian. I dream a lot about sucking on this". Adrian's friend eagerly buried his face in Di's muff while she, just as eagerly, swallowed Adrian's big, black dick. Di managed to orgasm several times while waiting for Adrian's brother but was careful not to let the guys cum. She had dreamed of having three men in her at once and didn't want to ruin the chance by letting either of them cum too soon. Meanwhile, Tyrel had arrived and entered the house as instructed. He found his way to the bedroom, thinking all the while that his brother was putting the shuck on him. Sure, come on over and get laid, he'd been told. Expecting the worst he slowly pushed the door open. He couldn't believe what he was seeing; a beautiful older white woman in nylon stockings and high heels sucking his brothers cock as his brother's friend lapped her pussy as if out of his mind. She was slowly jerking on his straining hard on. At the end of very strong orgasm, Di opened her eyes to the sight of a very muscular and handsome young black man. He couldn't have been over twenty. "Meet my younger brother, Tyrel, Di". "Oh my, yes, I'm very pleased to meet you, Tyrel. Just get those clothes off so I can see all of you, honey". With that, Tyrel stripped and as he pulled his shorts down a large, magnificent cock sprang free. "Oh my god", sighed Di, "come on and get back into position you guys" she told Adrian and his friend. Adrian and his friend returned to the original position, filling pussy and anus. "Now Tyrel, you just kneel right here in front of me and I'll give that lovely cock some tender loving care". "Yes, Mam" he replied respectfully. With the three men fucking her Di was building up to an intense orgasm but couldn't quite cum as she had already cum so many times that evening. Then Tyrell, being young and randy, couldn't hold out any longer. He pumped a large spurt of cum into Di's throat. That was all she needed. She began to cum herself. She swallowed the load and took Tyrell's cock from her mouth and began jacking it with her hand, pumping more jism from it into her face. Her other hand was frantically stroking her swollen clit. This was enough to make the others start to cum. "Pull out of me. I want you to come on my tits" moaned Di. With that they both pulled out and Di rolled over on her back so they could spurt their loads on her tits. Di's orgasm was so strong her empty pussy actually sucked in air from the contractions. It sounded as if she were farting as the air was expelled. And young Tyrel just kept on cumming as she jacked off his cock, shooting large streams of cum from Di's head all the way down to the neatly trimmed hairs of her pussy. It was too much for young Tyrel. Without missing a beat or softening at all, he moved between Di's legs and more then adequately filled her sucking, clutching pussy. The contractions reignited his libido and he began arduously fucking Di. She was in heaven and hoped it would never stop. This experience was so fantastic for all of them, including Di, that they just couldn't quit. The men remained with Di for several hours, taking turns fucking her, eating her, and getting sucked off by her. They kept getting hard by watching each other fuck her. Eventually exhausted, the men had to quit. As they left, Di asked Adrian, "You won't tell Nick about this when gets back will you? He might get mad". "Hell, Di, don't sweat it. You don't think I'd come over here and rape you do you? Nick asked me to come over here and do whatever I had to do make sure you were happy". She was happy. That meant that she could tell Nick all about it down to the smallest detail when he got back. Thinking about telling him and the affect it would have on him was beginning to re-excite her. She reached for her vibrator. Just then the phone rang. It was Nick. "Hi, honey. How was your evening?", he asked. "Oh my god, Nicky, I was gang raped", she replied breathlessly. "I know, Honey. Adrian had his cell phone on the whole time. I heard everything. Let me get comfortable and you can tell me all about how it felt," he said, stroking his hardening cock. "Well, it was like this" she replied, starting deep, slow strokes with the big, vibrating dildo. They were lucky Nick could charge the long, ensuing phone call to his expense account. Nick Watches Di Ch. 10 Di and Nick were invited to a posh party given by the CEO of the company he worked for. They were both dreading it as they felt it would be a crushing bore. Nick felt that there was no way he could avoid going, as the only employees at his level that were invited were up and coming potential executives. Everyone's behavior would be above reproach, as the senior staff would be observing the conduct of the potential executive's to see who would and would not "fit in". The night of the party they both agreed that Di would dress as revealingly as possible to satisfy her now almost obsessive need for exhibitionism, but still not completely shock the company. To that end, she put on a black, full-length silk slip dress that clung to her body like a second skin and was slit in the front almost to her crotch. She knew she'd have to watch her walking as taking too big a stride would reveal to anyone watching, her luscious, well manicured pussy, which, of course, wouldn't bother her but might shock the assemblage. Of course, underwear of any kind would have ruined the affect, so she wore none. Stiletto heels and thigh highs were all she wore under the dress. When they were about to leave for the party, Nick approached Di with a package. "What have got in the box. Nick?" she asked. "It's sweet of you, but I'm afraid even a present won't alleviate the boredom of the evening". "Don't be so sure" he replied "you haven't seen the present." With that, Nick opened the box revealing a strange apparatus that looked like a rubber butterfly with straps, attached to what looked like a small dildo. "What in the world is that?" she asked. "You'll see" he replied. "Lift your dress and spread your legs." Puzzled, Di did as Nick requested. He then inserted the small dildoe into Di's cunt until the butterfly was firmly against her clit. He then wrapped the thin, satin straps around her waist and between her legs and cinched them down. "That feels fine, Nick, but what's it all about?" Di asked. "You'll see. Now put down your dress and go stand across the room." As she complied, Nick removed from the box a device that resembled a TV remote. He pushed a button and Di jerked to attention. "Oh, my god, that feels wonderful. What is it?" "A remotely controlled vibrating dildoe and clitoris stimulator. Tonight at the party when I see that you are becoming bored with the proceedings, I'll just push this button and you can just sit back and enjoy." "What a great idea. Now I can't wait to get to the party to try this out." Needless to say, Di couldn't wait to get to the party to try it out. She played with the remote all the way to the party. What with the vibrations on her cunt and sucking on Nick's cock, she thoroughly soaked the butterfly with her wet pussy by the time they got there. On arriving at the party, introductions were completed and Di received many approving glances from the men. Some were fascinated and couldn't look away, hoping she would take that one, long step that would reveal all. Being aware of what was going on, she was getting extremely turned on and wanted to take that step almost as badly as they wanted her to take it. Finally, when she noticed one of the most important executives scrutinizing her, Di could resist no longer. "Heck," she thought, "I've got to show off so it might as well be him." With that she turned so he could get a full view and took a long slow step toward a waiter with a drink tray. The executive stared in disbelief as black nylon stockings and white thighs were suddenly revealed. "I can't believe it" he thought, "she has the tiniest panties on, if she has any on at all". Of course, what he was seeing was the small "butterfly" clinging to her clitoris. He immediately arose and followed her to engage her in conversation, a boner growing in his pants. Nick had been keeping an eye on Di from afar, while he was schmoozing among the other guests. "I'll help Di keep from getting bored with that old fart", he thought. After the pair had conversed for a few minutes, Nick turned the vibrator on low. Di's air of boredom started to fade. The pair continued to talk as Di took on an aura of sensuality. "Jesus Christ", thought the man "I think she wants me." The vibrations in Di's pussy and on her clit were delightful. The excitement of having flashed the man she was talking to made her juices start flowing. Seeing the effect he was having, Nick turned the vibrator up. The sexual tension in Di rose with the increasing tempo of the butterfly. Her eyelids drooped making her eyes assume a sexy "bedroom eyes" look. The man's hard-on grew to where it was becoming obvious to Di. This, too, increased her excitement. "Good god, she's sexy," thought the man, whose name was Walt. "If Nick is promoted he'll be bringing her to the social gatherings we executives have. She'll be able to see me and get turned on like she is now". By now Di was desperate for an orgasm. She needed one more thing besides the vibrations on and in her pussy. Walt stepped very close to Di and bent over her as if to tell her something confidential. Nick, watching, figured the man was going to say something that would further turn Di on. He turned the dial up to high. "You want me don't you?" Walt whispered in her ear. What she wanted was release. She grasped Walt's cock through his pants, as vibrations from the apparatus became vibrations throughout her whole body, including the hand grasping him. They both began to orgasm, Di's pussy clenching and unclenching the dildo as the butterfly sent unbearable sensations through her clitoris. Walt's cock started spasming in her hand as cum began spurting down inside his pants leg. To a casual observer watching them, it appeared that they were laughing, with their heads together, over some joke Walt had whispered in Di's ear. In her lust, she clutched Walt's cock in a vice-like grip trapping the last half of his load.. Its pulsations went back through her body intensifying her orgasm. Walt was grunting and moaning under his breath trying not to be heard by surrounding guests. His hand was surreptitiously caressing Di's behind. It was incredibly smooth under the silky nylon slip dress. "Oh god, Walt, you're making me cum just rubbing my ass" she lied in his ear. "Please don't stop." With that she released the pressure on his cock and the rest of his cum spurted forth giving him another orgasm. It was really the vibrator doing it's work, but still, the sensation on her behind made it all the better. The dildo was vibrating against Di's "G" spot and the butterfly was pulsating intensely against her clit. Her pussy was so engorged that her labia had almost swallowed the apparatus. Di had to bite down on the edge of her hand to keep from passionately screaming. Nick could see that Di was nearly passing out in her passion and he stopped the vibrations. She released Walt's prick, which was starting to soften and it dangled in the wetness on the inside of his pants. Walt's wife, Betty, approached the couple, having observed the incident from across the room. "My, my. You two seem to be enjoying a good joke," she said. "Ah, yes, my dear. Di here, has had me in stitches" he said. "As a matter of fact, I laughed so hard I seem to have wet my pants a little. Excuse me, dear, while I step into the bathroom." When Walt was gone, his wife turned to Di. "You sexy little bitch, I know what you two were really up to" she said. Startled, Di started to protest. "It's perfectly all right. We met at Jo's party. You went down on so many women that night, you don't even remember doing me, do you?" "I, ah, I don't, ah" Di stammered. "It's all right. You can make amends by joining me soon for tea. This time I want to eat you out". Nick, thinking Di was in a boring conversation with this attractive matron, turned the vibrations back on. They started just as Di's imagination was picturing Walt's wife's head between her wide spread legs, tongue eagerly lapping and probing her pussy. "Oh my, yes. I would love to do tea with you while you do me" gasped Di, while the vibrations and thoughts started sending her over the edge again. "You are so sexy," Betty said, thinking the sudden appearance of lust in Di's eyes was due to her suggestive advances. "I can't wait to get you in my clutches. I'm wetting my pants thinking about it." Later that night, on the way home, Betty told Walt, "You know that Nick seems like a real hard charger and his wife is so charming. I think you should seriously consider him for promotion." "Why, how insightful of you, my dear. I was having exactly the same thoughts" he replied. Meanwhile, back in the parking lot, Nick was standing between Di's legs as she lay back on the front seat of their car, legs dangling out the open door. "Oh fuck me Nicky. I can't wait to get home; you got me so hot tonight. Those two both want to fuck me, Nick. You'll let them won't you, Honey?" "Of course, but since they are going to promote me you may have to fuck them more than once." "Oh, goody." The thought made Nick plunge his cock into Di with redoubled effort, the wetness of her pussy starting to join his sperm, dripping down on his lowered trousers. Nick Watches Di Ch. 11 In just a couple of days, Di received a call from Betty about their "tea". She decided to discuss it with Nick. "Honey, I've been invited to Betty's for tea tomorrow. It's a workday. What should I do?" she inquired of him. "He's an important guy at work. He has the say so about my promotion and I wouldn't want to offend his wife. Could you take the day off and see her?" he asked. "I'll have to call my boss at home and ask him, Honey. Why don't you go get me a cup of coffee and I'll call him." Nick started into the kitchen for the coffee but stopped just out of sight but still within earshot. He wanted to hear what excuse she would use to get the day off. "Hi, boss, this Di" he heard her say, "I'd like to take tomorrow off if I could." Her boss said something and Di purred in a sultry voice, " What's in it for you? Well, if you let me off I'll show you my pussy the day after tomorrow when I get back to work". There was another pause and then Nick heard her say, "Oh, all right, I'll suck you off, too." When Nick returned with the coffee he asked innocently, "How did it go?" "Great. He's such a dear. No problem. I have the day off." "Yeah, he'll get off, too", thought Nick to himself. Di arrived at Betty's in a mini dress, heels, a garter belt, sheer stockings, nothing else. She hoped Betty would appreciate how sexy she looked. When Betty opened the door, Di wasn't disappointed. "Oh my god, you look good enough to eat" she giggled and winked knowingly. Tea was already set out on the coffee table and both women retired to the couch. Betty had to scoot over close to Di in order to pour and her leg rubbed against Di's nylons. When the tea was poured she didn't bother to move it. As they talked she began to slowly rub her nylon-clad leg against Di's. As time went on her voice became huskier and huskier with lust. Suddenly she could hold it back no longer. "Oh hell, you sexy bitch, you know what you came here for", and with that she leaned over and kissed Di, inserting her tongue deep into her mouth. At the same time she plunged her hand between Di's thighs which Di conveniently spread. As the kiss went on Di inserted her hand into Betty's blouse and began fondling her breasts. They were beginning to sag with age a little but were still very shapely and not too large. What really turned Di on was the fact that Betty's nipples were hard with lust, protruding about an inch. Betty soon had three fingers inserted in Di's wet pussy and Di soon had Betty completely naked. She was very well preserved and had a sexy body that was getting Di hotter and hotter. "Hell, let's head for my bedroom and really get comfortable", Betty suggested. She not only wanted to get comfortable but she wanted to continue in the bedroom so Walt, who was hiding in their walk-in closet, could watch. In the bedroom, Betty removed Di's dress. She left the garter belt and stockings on because she knew Walt would appreciate that. Walt, peeking through the louvered door thought he was in heaven. Standing naked, his cock was quickly engorging. Betty's pussy was shaved completely naked. Di thought it was very sexy. "Your pussy looks great, shaved like that. It really turns me on", she said. "I shave it because my girlfriends and Walt like it that way when they eat me. And it really feels good, rubbing on another cleanly shaved pussy. I'd love to shave your pussy." This talk was getting Di very excited. It was doing the same for Walt, hidden in the closet. He hoped he could refrain from cranking on his cock too soon. "Would you shave my pussy, Betty?" Di asked. "Would I. I'll get the stuff", and she went to the bathroom to get towels, razor, shaving cream, and hot water. Returning, she had Di lay back on the bed on the towels. She spread her legs and got down on her knees between them. She positioned Di so Walt could get an unobstructed view of her wide spread pussy. "God, I can hardly keep from sucking on your pussy right now", she breathed passionately. Betty began applying shaving cream to Di's cunt. It felt exquisite. Betty began to shave off the little hair that Di had. This felt better then applying the cream, and the fear that the razor might slip and cut her added another dimension to the sensation. Di was sinking deeper and deeper into sensuality and lust. Walt, in his hole had to stroke his throbbing cock, but did it carefully and softly so it would not burst forth too soon. Di's pussy was soon smooth and pink and bereft of all hair. The lips were engorged and open, oozing the lubricant of sex. The affect on Betty of seeing Di's pussy like this and smelling her lust had the same affect on her pussy. Nearly out of control, she buried her face in Di's wetness. Walt had to quit jacking on his cock and was still afraid he might spontaneously burst. Betty's tongue alternately probed between Di's fat cunt lips like a small cock and then rapidly flicked her clit. When she felt Di begin her first of many, many orgasms, she took her clit in her mouth and sucked it like it was a tiny cock. Di's orgasm got her juices flowing and she smeared them all over Betty's face. She scooted up Di's body licking her all over and then deep throated her. The taste of her own cunt inflamed Di even more. She couldn't wait to taste Betty's. "God damn, Di, you're so wet. Get on top of me", and with that she rolled over so Di could straddle her. Di straddled Betty's hips and leaned down and kissed her deeply, savoring once more the taste of her own cunt. "Rub that wet pussy all over my belly", sighed Betty. She was thinking that she'd make Walt lick it all off of her after Di left. The feel of that slick, bare pussy rubbing on Betty's belly felt terrific to both of them. Di began scooting up Betty's body, rubbing her all over with her cunt. Soon her cunt was over Betty's tits. She rubbed juices all over her tits, making Betty's nipples stick straight out. She lowered her pussy lips down onto Betty's nipples and flicked her clit with them, going from tit to tit. It almost felt to Betty like a mouth sucking on her nipples. When Di felt Betty begin to cum, she scooted down and buried her face in her bald pussy, lapping and probing with her tongue. Her cum was soaking Di's face and lips "Aaarrggg" moaned Betty in the throes of passion as she had a tremendous orgasm. Di came too, without her genitals even being touched. Her orgasm was so good that Betty was greedy for more. "Spread your legs, Di, like I am, and scoot your pussy up against mine. That's it", she said as they came together like two pairs of scissors, meeting at their cunts. Betty grabbed Di's hands and pulled, forcing their pussies tightly together. "Now grind." Their wet pussys rubbed together making slurping, sucking, sounds. Meanwhile, Walt could take no more. He jacked then squeezed his cock like Di had at the party. He shot a great load of cum into a pair of Betty's panties. "This is better then watching Betty getting fucked by guys", he thought. "It can't get any better then this." It was about to. "Oh my god, Betty" Di was saying, as Betty produced a large double dildo from the nightstand. "You're not going to use that on me are you?" "You'll see, baby", she replied. "Face me and spread your legs," Di did so and Betty inserted one end of the dildoe into Di's cunt. About halfway in, it hit bottom, giving Di tremendous thrill. "Oh lord, Betty, no deeper, please. You've hit bottom". With that, Betty spread her legs and scooted her ass up to meet the other end of the dildoe. She then began inserting it into her gaping pussy. When fully inserted, her pussy was up against Di's. They then began humping the dildoe, drawing it in and out of each other's cunts, grinding their clits together when they met. They caressed and pinched each other's breasts and nipples. It was soon too much for Di. "Oh god, Betty, you're going to make me cum again", and she leaned forward and kissed Betty passionately as her orgasm began. They had the dildoe fully inserted and were grinding their clits together. Betty was beginning to cum, also. Their orgasms were so intense that their cunts were clutching and releasing the dildoe, making sucking sounds. Di's orgasm ended and she immediately began another. "Oh god, Betty, don't make me come again", she pleaded in a quivering voice, almost to the point of passing out. "Fuck me with your big dick, Di, fuck me hard", gasped Betty, and Di increased her thrusts. "Spit on my tits like you're cumming on them", gasped Di as Betty began to cum. As her orgasm began she began spitting on Di's tits making Di cum violently. "Yes, yes!" cried Di "You're making me cum with your big prick, Betty, shoot your sperm all over my tits. Yes, yes!" Waves of multiple orgasm swept over them both. Walt couldn't believe what he was seeing. His cock had fully recovered from his first orgasm and was once again engorged. "I don't dare touch it, or I'll cum", he thought. "Betty will want me as soon as Di leaves. She always does after I've hidden here and watched her fuck someone. I wonder if I can get Betty to get Nick to come over here with Di sometime so I can watch her fuck both of them." Sure enough, after Betty helped Di slip into her skimpy little dress and returned naked from kissing her goodby at the front door, she began calling Walt. "Walt, you bastard, get your ass out here. I've got work for you." Walt emerged from the closet holding a throbbing hard-on. "Get over here and start licking Di's cunt juices off of me. Start at my toes and work your way up. That woman makes me so hot I just can't get enough sex." Walt started at her toes and began licking and sucking his way up her body. As he moved up her body he was anticipating reaching her pussy and sucking and licking that smooth cunt that had just been in contact with Di's wet pussy. It was incredibly stimulating when he got there, his wife's smell and juices mixed with Di's. He had to force himself away from there to move up her belly to her tits with their highly erect, sticky nipples. All the time he was doing this, Betty was busy running her long, red finger nails over his throbbing dick, just barely touching him so as not to make him cum. After he reached her face and had licked and kissed all of Di off, Betty could take it no longer. "Goddammit, Walt give it to me", and she pushed him on down her body, raised her ass clear off the bed, and threw her legs over his shoulders. Walt plunged his tongue straight down into her gaping cunt and buried it to the hilt. Betty was happily fucking his face now. "You can jerk on your dick now, Walt" she told him, "but I want to suck the cum out of it when you cum." Walt jerked his throbbing cock and sucked Betty's soaking pussy until she came. As Betty came it was too much for Walt. He raised up and between her legs and she eagerly began sucking. As the jism started spurting down her throat she fingered her clit to one final intense orgasm. "Your being unfaithful to me is the best thing that ever happened to our relationship," she told him. "Isn't this better then those boring old fucks we used to have once a month." On the way home Di began thinking. "So we met at Jo's party", she thought. "I begin to see how Nick's former boss got promoted to Vice President of the company. I think I see Nick's path to success." Nick Watches Di Ch. 12 Chapter 12 Betty's Revenge The incident of unfaithfulness Betty was referring to had happened a few years in the past. She had been a very straight, devoted wife. Sex to her consisted of the missionary position once a month. In fact, Walt's and her sex life had become extremely boring, but she accepted this as the normal progression of a marriage. Then one day she came home unexpectedly from a visit to her mother's and caught Walt en flagrant dilecto (sic), with the young wife of a neighbor. They were on the living room couch in such a passionate "69" that they didn't hear the front door open or notice the intruder. Betty stood aghast watching the scene, at first not understanding what was going on. Then it dawned on her. "You bastards!" she screamed "What in the hell do you think your doing? How could you do such a filthy thing? Get up from there and get that bitch out of here." The neighbor's wife jumped up in horror, perky titties bobbing, and grabbed her clothes. She was almost out the door before she got her short shorts and halter-top on. Afterward, Walt's protestations about needing more excitement in their sex lives fell on deaf ears. He nevertheless, begged that she not leave him. "I love you and would do anything to keep you from leaving me. She means nothing to me. It was just a sexual thing," he had implored her. Betty did love Walt and didn't want to leave him. After thinking about it for a few days she decided to stay with him, but vowed to get revenge. "I won't leave you, you bastard, but I'll let anybody but you fuck me. We'll see how long you can live with that before you leave me. We'll see just how much you love me." She then went on her quest for revenge. Her first target was the husband of the neighbor she'd caught Walt with. The neighbor's husband, ignorant of the situation, sent Betty and Walt an invitation to a Halloween party. To both the neighbor's wife and Walt's surprise, Betty accepted the invitation. Since it was a masquerade, Betty decided to dress for the event as a prostitute. Short leather mini-dress, leather garter belt, fishnet stockings, and stiletto heels were her costume. To make it really appear as a costume, and not just a cheap looking way of dressing, she wore a small mask that covered only her eyes. "My god," Walt told her "you can't go dressed like that, it's far too revealing. You don't even have panties on. What will everyone think?" Walt was thinking how different their sex life would have been if she'd dressed like that for him. "Shut the fuck up," Betty replied. "You don't ever tell me again how to conduct myself after the way you conducted yourself with that slut." At the party, her outfit had the desired affect on the host. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, as was the case with most of the other men present. To Betty's surprise, this attention had a very sexually stimulating affect on her. As the party progressed and drinks were consumed, Betty began flirting outrageously with the host. She also noted that his wife was doing her share of flirting, too. However, Betty noted that she steered as clear of Walt as possible. And, although Walt was displeased with Betty's behavior, she knew he dared not say anything to her. Eventually, Betty noticed the host's wife across the room in deep conversation with another of their neighbors. She noticed the man's hand was on her nylon-clad knee, and occasionally moved further and further up her thigh. She seemed to encourage him by slightly spreading her legs every time he moved up. In spite of that she seemed to be trying to keep an eye her husband and Betty. The man was Walt's age and Betty thought the girl must have an oedipus complex because both he and Walt were old enough to be her father. Her husband, on the other hand was a handsome, well built, young man in his twenties. To her surprise, her juices were starting to ooze, thinking about what she was about to do with him. And they were starting to ooze down her legs, since she had no panties on. "Something's happening to me," she thought. "I never felt turned on like this with Walt. Revenge is indeed going to be sweet." Betty noticed that the young man couldn't keep his eyes off her cleavage and barely covered breasts. And she noticed an accompanying swelling in his pants. Now's the time, she thought. "I believe I've had one too many," she said to her host "where's the bathroom?" "Just down the hall," he replied, pointing. "Don't you have one upstairs I could use?" she asked, giggling seductively. "As hot as you've made me flirting with me, I may have to stay awhile, and I don't want to be interrupted." "Ah gosh, ah, sure. Upstairs, down the hall on the right," he stammered, surprised that this mature woman he had been lusting after would make such a remark. He was also embarrassed that he was having such thoughts about a woman nearly old enough to be his mother. "Look," she said, staggering a bit and rubbing her tits up against him "I've had a few too many. I may not be able to find it. Couldn't you help me find it." Her double entendre wasn't lost on him. "Ah, sure, after you," he said pointing up the stairs. She started up the stairs ahead of him and he hesitated a moment. "Now's the time to see if she has panties on under that micro dress," he thought. Sure enough, his suspicions were confirmed as he saw two beautiful, bare buns above nylon stockings swaying up the stairs on stiletto heels. Knowing he was watching made Betty's pussy tingle. When they came to a bathroom, Betty asked if he didn't have another one, more private. "Well, yes," he said, "down here in our master bedroom." As they entered the bedroom Betty suddenly turned on her host, threw her arms around him, and, laying a big wet kiss on him, began humping up against him, clutching at his now huge hard-on. "So that's what you want, eh?" he asked, lust overcoming his fear of getting caught. "Then get your ass over on that bed." "Yes, yes, do what you will with me," she panted, as she kneeled down and began undoing his pants. "Good god," he thought, "this bitch is for real. If I'm going to be unfaithful to my wife I might as well get as much out of her as possible." As she jerked his pants and underwear down his cock sprung loose and bobbed in her face. "God, you're beautiful," she murmured. She started to rise. "Oh, no, bitch," he barked, holding her down "while you're there take a big suck on this." "Oh, I couldn't. I've never done this, even with my husband," she said, thinking that maybe she'd gotten herself in too deep. "There's always a first time," he said, and holding her head he placed the head of his cock against her lips and pushed. To his surprise, her lips parted and he entered her mouth. She was as surprised as he was. The sight of that large cock, dangling in her face made her wonder what it would feel like to suck it, but she'd never have tried it on her own. But when he grabbed her head and forced it to her lips she couldn't resist and sucked it in. At this point she realized that she had secretly hoped Walt would take the initiative and make her do it to him. As if starved, Betty began sucking and jacking on that beautiful prick while he freed her tits and pinched and fondled them. He soon pulled loose, afraid it would all end too soon. He then pulled her to her feet. He pulled up her dress, pushed her back on the bed, spread her legs, and buried his face in her muff. "Oh, stop it. That's so nasty, dirty, awful, awf....aw..aw god that feels so good." "Why didn't I let Walt do these things to me? Maybe he wouldn't have had to turn to that slut for it," she thought, as an orgasm like she'd never had before overcame her. Betty was thinking of all the years that she and Walt had wasted, not having this kind of sex. The host then pulled her over on top of him and entered her from below. Another first for her. She'd never been on top before. It felt fantastic to be in control and be able to hump at her own pace. "Rub your fingers in those juices around my dick and start rubbing your clit," he demanded. "Touch that nasty stuff?" she asked hesitating. She'd always kept a towel handy when she and Walt made love so she wouldn't have to touch the mess. "Do it, goddamit," he said, slapping her sharply on the ass. This, too, surprisingly, sent a sexual thrill through her A few strokes on her now engorged clit sent Betty into another orgasm. "My god," she said out loud, "I've never had more then one orgasm at a time in my life." The host was beginning to realize that this woman, so sexually dressed as a prostitute and so seductive of him, was, in reality, very naïve. He could feel his power over her. "Get off and get on your hands and knees," he demanded "I'm going to fuck you doggie style." It sounded so nasty to her she couldn't wait to comply. She humped his dick, meeting every one of his thrusts and rubbed her clit, eagerly waiting for the next orgasm she knew was sure to come. What with rubbing her clit and having come twice, Betty was beginning to get numb, and was having a bit of a time coming again. Then she looked up saw the host's wife standing in the doorway gaping at the scene. The sight of the astonished young wife watching her young husband fucking her was all it took. Starting to cum, Betty pulled loose, turned and took the cock in her mouth. It was too much for him. He shot a great load of cum into Betty's mouth and she then sucked another great load out of him. Just as he looked up and saw her, the wife slammed the door to keep the other guests from hearing the moans and screams of their shattering orgasms. "Ohmigod," he said, "we've been caught. My wife will leave me. She'll tell your husband. Our marriages will be ruined. I'll loose my job in her father's firm. I really love her and don't want to loose her. She's so sweet, young, and innocent, what must she think of me. She'll think I'm a nasty sex fiend." He sank on the bed in despair. "There, there," Betty consoled him "I'll talk to her and smooth everything over." "It'll never work. She'll leave me for sure." "Just leave it to me. Trust me." "But what about your husband. She'll tell him and he'll kill me." "Now don't you worry about my husband, I've got him under control. Matter of fact, I can't wait till the next time you and I fuck." "No, no we can't. My wife will leave me for sure." "Bet me." And with that Betty rose, pulled down her dress and left the room. As she descended the stairs, Betty saw the wife at the bottom, glaring up at her. As she approached, the wife hissed through gritted teeth, "How could you in my own house, in my own bed. I'm telling your husband." "Oh, please, leave that pleasure to me," she replied in an embarrassingly loud voice that made the wife cringe for fear that the other guests might overhear. "And don't threaten your husband or leave him or he'll know all about you and my husband, and possibly about you and some of the other neighborhood men around here." "How do you know about them?" she blurted before realizing what she had said. "Ah, ha," thought Betty "I've really got her now. My little bluff worked." "Can't we discuss this some other time?" the wife whispered meekly "In private." "Possibly," Betty replied. "I'll call you." With that, Betty and Walt left the party. Once inside their own home, Walt could not help but smell the fresh scent of sex on his wife. His loins began to strangely stir. He turned on her and began in an outraged voice, "Where did you go over there. You were gone forever with that young man. Something's going on. Don't try to deny it." "I was fucking him," Betty nonchalantly replied. "And I sucked his dick and he ate my pussy just like you and that harlot wife of his. I came so good. Then I got on top and fucked him, and I came again. Then he fucked me doggie style and I came again and I sucked the cum right out of his big prick and swallowed it. You've never come close to fucking me that good and you'll never get the chance to try again. And his cock is much bigger then yours." With that she swiped her hand over her still wet pussy and rubbed the cum and pussy juice in his face. "Why I...you...he...that son-of-a-bitch, I'll," Walt spluttered and rushed into the bathroom. He had to rush into the bathroom. This exchange with his wife and the fresh smell of another mans sex on her and on his face had begun to strangely excite him and make his dick start to engorge. By the time he'd locked the door and dropped his pants his cock had risen to it's fullest. He grabbed it and began to frantically jack off. In his mind he imagined everything that must have happened between his wife and that young stud. He had never known such lust and passion. He finally came, shooting cum from the toilet on which he was sitting to the mirror on the bathroom door across the room. Both he and Betty had the best orgasms of their entire lives that night. A few days later, Betty decided to confront the young wife, Kitty. She called her said she'd be over directly. The wife sneeringly greeted the news with a "Well, it's about time." When Betty entered the house, Kitty began an abusive tirade. "How dare you fuck my husband in my own house almost under the noses of my guests. Your no better then anyone else, you common slut". Being called a slut was strangely erotic to this formerly, almost prudish housewife. Betty raised her hand and sharply slapped Kitty's face. As the startled Kitty raised her hand to the red spot appearing on her cheek, a strange glint appeared in her eyes. Betty, too, felt a strange, but not unpleasant, stirring deep in her loins as she disciplined this near child. "How many of the neighbors have you fucked," Betty inquired in a flat voice. "Why how dare you," Kitty began, then saw Betty's hand start to rise again. "A couple, I guess," she said with eyes lowered. Betty slapped her sharply again. "Six," a startled Kitty replied. "Six. That's all, I swear." "And where do you do it?" "My house, their house when their wives are gone. It doesn't matter." "And you have the nerve to call me a slut?" "No, Betty I'm the slut. Punish me. Slap me again. Please. Slap me." With a strange erotic feeling of power, she slapped Kitty again. Kitty dropped to her knees. "Let me make it up to you Betty. I'll go down on you and eat your pussy to make it up to you." She began to frantically tug Betty's light jogging shorts down. "My god, you don't have to do that, Kitty," Betty replied, feeling a twinge of pity and guilt. "No, no, I want to," Kitty replied as she managed to pull Betty's shorts and panties down to her thighs. Betty could see lust and wanting in Kitty's eyes as she stared at Betty's curly bush. She remembered how good it felt when Kitty's husband had eaten her out. "What the hell," she thought, " I wonder if her tongue can make me feel as good as her husband's did." As her shorts hit the floor, Betty pulled Kitty up off her knees. With an uncontrollable urge she embraced her and passionately kissed her. Tongues probed each others mouths. She couldn't believe how good it felt. Her pussy throbbed. Thoughts of kissing another woman in a sexual way had always been revolting to her. Kitty led her by the hand to the bedroom where so much of Betty's late sexual education had so recently taken place. Kitty's ministrations were even better then her husband's. She seemed to have an uncanny knowledge of what would make a woman feel good. It felt so good to Betty and got her so hot that she had to go down on Kitty, if only in gratitude for making her feel so good. But it was not only gratitude. She had an overpowering urge to taste Kitty's young, musk scented pussy. Kitty slipped them into a sixty nine position. Their lips sucked and their tongues probed, and orgasms washed over them. Betty knew that she would never be able to do without pussy ever again. Cock she needed, too, like the young husband she could fuck at will without worrying about Kitty, but she knew pussy would become a necessary part of her life now, too. Later, as Kitty and Betty lay entwined and exhausted in each other's arms, Kitty said; "You know, I'm really not so bad. To make up for fucking the neighbors husbands, I fuck the wives, too", she giggled. "They just don't know about both sides of the story." Betty wondered, "How is it that this young, twenty year old girl, can teach me so much about sex, while her husband thinks she's so innocent and pure? Where have I been?" "You know Kitty, I may just start fucking the neighbors, too. Why should you have all the fun," and she kissed Kitty deeply and reached for the double dildo Kitty had brought out, just in case.