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On Loan

By: KY ridgerunner



Jim and I have been friends for years. He is, I guess, my best friend. We get together now and then for drinks and he has been over to the house many times. He and Kathy get along great. Great would be and understatement since they tease and flirt with each other unmercifully. It was the Friday after Thanksgiving and I had about enough of Kathy's power shopping so I call Jim to meet for a drink.

As we started our second drink Jim said he wanted to ask me a big favor. With out even thinking about it I said, "Sure, anything just ask." That's when he started in, "Well you know I just started this new job and……"

"And what?" I asked trying to pull the question out of him.

"There are social events coming up that it would look much better if I had a date even though everyone knows that I am single."

"And?" I asked again still trying to get to the question.

He looked away and continued, "I was wondering if I might borrow your wife, Kathy, to go with me?" 

I was stunned and started to laugh saying, "You want to date my wife?" 

He answered kind of sheepishly, "Only for the Holidays." 

Now I was really laughing, "You not only want to date my wife but you want to take her to a series of holiday parties. Parties where people tend to drink and get wild."

Jim looked at me and asked, "Does Kathy drink and get wild at parties?"

I shook my head and said, "Not normally, but last Christmas, oh boy!"

Jim was very interested now and asked, "What happened?"

I smiled and said, "Well let's just say that my work environment has been very enjoyable since then."

Now Jim was even more excited and asked, "Now you have to tell me."

So without thinking I told the story, "Well we had a few drinks before we went to the party. Kathy was feeling no pain. She let my boss have her as an appetizer, she had him for desert and before we left he did her doggie-style. My boss has been hinting that he would like to get together again but I told him it was a one-time thing and he should be grateful it was him. To show his gratitude he has been making it a pleasure to come to work."

Jim asked, with a devilish grin, "So do you think Kathy would go with me?" 

I looked at him stunned and replied, "I never said it was ok with me!" 

Jim got this big grin on his face and asked, "Is it ok if I date your wife and take her to a holiday party where there might be some drinking and things might get a little wild?" 

Thinking back to the party I replied, "Watching her with my boss was very exciting and I have to admit that I have thought about the three of us getting together. I have never said anything to Kathy and always thought that "if" something ever happened, it would be the three of us. I don't know if I'm willing to let the two of you out alone, not the way you two flirt and tease."

Jim tried to get back to reality saying, "I just wanted a date for the party. Now you have created a lot of things I never even thought of. I'm sure it will be just a nice fun party." 

I smirked and said, "I doubt if you two could go just to dinner and it be just a fun time, but I'll run it past Kathy and see what she says, ok?" 

With a big grin Jim says, "That's all I ask."

Just about this time my cell phone rang and it was Kathy. She was finished shopping and was ready for me to pick her up. We finished our drinks and as I left I said, "I'll ask but can't promise anything."

I picked Kathy up with all her packages and we went home. I didn't know just how to bring up Jim's request. When we sat down to eat Kathy asked, "So, what did you and Jim talk about today." 

Ok, the door was wide open. I figured it's now or never. I smiled and said, "It's funny you should ask. We talked about you mainly."

Kathy smiled and said, "Something good I hope."

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Well I guess it could be something good."

Kathy was interested now and asked, "What do you mean? What did you two talk about?"

I mustered and the strength I had and said, "Well it seems that Jim has some social events coming up and would like to take a date. Since he isn't really seeing anyone; he was wondering if maybe you would go as his date."

Kathy screeched, "Really! He wants to take me on a date. Is it a real adult date, it's not like taking your sister to the prom?"

Now I was stunned and said, "No, he wants a real date and you could be a little more reluctant about it. Make me talk you into it."

Kathy just smiled and said, "I'm sorry but for the longest time I have had this fantasy. I know I never told you about this but ever since that time with your boss, I've thought about the three of us maybe, you know, getting together." 

I cocked my eye brow and asked, "Are you sure that's when it started? You and Jim have been flirting a lot longer than that."

Kathy asked, "How long have we known Jim?"

I said, "About 6 years."

Kathy said without losing a beat, "I guess it started about 5 ½ years ago, but after that Christmas party things got better in my fantasies."

I had to ask, "So I assume you decided to go with him."

Kathy stroked my face and said, "Not if it would bother you in any way."

Now it was my turn to confess and said, "Now I must confess that since that night I too have thought about the three of us getting together. I just never thought about you two going out alone together."

Kathy smiled and said, "That wasn't my fantasy either but since it has come up we both have admitted that we would not mind if things went a lot farther. Let's try this; we both wanted it to be the three of us and we are going out Saturday night with Jim. Why don't I go as his date Saturday and we'll see how things go?"

I asked, "So if anything happens……."

Kathy calmly says, "It would be the three of us. If it doesn't then I'll find some way to tell him I wouldn't feel right to "date" him."

I kissed her and said, "I can live with that."

Sex that night was outrageous. It was the best ever; even better than it was after the Christmas party. The next day I called Jim and told him that I had talked to Kathy and she wanted to think about it and would let us know Saturday night. I knew she had already made up her mind to go and was just keeping me from feeling left out. I believe if I said no, she would turn him down but I had already made my mind up that I wanted her to go. I'm just glad she arranged it so I could see it first.

The next week our sex life was fantastic as we openly expressed our fantasies. The next night Kathy was on all fours and after I slid deep into her pussy from behind I leaned across her back. I started playing with her tits and whispered in her ear, "Pretend that it is Jim's cock sliding in and out of you." As I was pumping in and out of her and massaging her tits I continued to whisper, "At first I'll just watch Jim fucking you. I'll watch his cock slide in and out then you'll look up and see my cock in front of you. You'll look up and smile and open your mouth for me to slide my cock in. Soon you'll be getting fucked from both ends. After watching you with Jim and feeling your hot mouth on my cock I won't last long and will soon shoot my load in your mouth. Seeing me start to cum sets Jim off and you feel yourself being filled from both ends at the same time. This pushes you over the edge and your orgasm is the most intense you have ever had."

Kathy must have climaxed five or six times as I was talking and fucking her but when she felt me cum inside her, her whole body went stiff. Both arms and both legs just shot out from under her and we both fell to the bed with my cock still imbedded in her pussy. When we were able to breathe again I said, "I think you enjoyed that." 

She rolled over pulling my cock from her. She grabbed my head and kissed me passionately and said, "Fucking Jim for real could not be more intense than that was. If it is I'll die in mid orgasm." 

She fell back to the bed and I kissed her and smiling said, "I guess we'll find out Saturday."

The next night when I got into bed with Kathy she rolled over on top of me and she took the lead. She said, "Come here "JIM" and give me that big cock of yours." She rode me hard and fast telling me all the things she wanted to do to Jim and with the two of us. When I came in her pussy again she went off like a rocket. I thought she would shoot right off my cock and burst into a thousand pieces like a Roman candle. That's the way our sex was all week. Getting bigger and hotter all week then finally Saturday morning came.

Sometime after breakfast you could see Kathy's expression change. I was holding her and stroking her when she said very lowly, "Tonight it won't be fantasy any more. Tonight it is for real." Kathy looked like I felt; every emotion in the book, good bad and otherwise all going through your mind body and soul at one time. 

I held her close and kissed her and told her, "You are in total control. You can say stop at any time and neither of us will push you to go farther. We both love you." 

She looked up and smiled and said, "I think that is just what I needed to hear." She got the devilish grin and said, "Let's go shopping and get me an outfit deserving of my "Date" tonight. 

I backed away and said, "You go shopping and surprise me. Going shopping with you is how this all started. I've got some things to do and really don't want to see your outfit until you come down the stairs tonight. I want to see you just as Jim sees you for the first time."

Outside of sex, life goes on and I did have a few things to take care of but mainly I wanted to see her the same way Jim did just before we told him she was his for the night. All through the day those emotions I mentioned came back but only one or two at a time. The day was like an emotional roller coaster and I'm sure Kathy felt the same way. That was another good reason for Kathy and I not to spend the day together. When she got back from shopping she was aglow with excitement. I asked to see what she bought but she teased saying, "You wanted to wait now you'll see me when I'm dressed for my "date"" then she hurried up stairs. I didn't see her again until after Jim arrived.

Jim came over about 6:00; we were going out to eat then dancing. This is the same thing we have done many Saturday nights. I told Jim that Kathy was still getting ready and we went into the kitchen. I got us both a beer and I was on the side of the island facing the stairs while Jim had his back to them. Kathy came and stood at the top of the stairs until she got my attention which didn't take long. She raised the front of her short skirt and flashed me her very sheer white panties. They were so "clear" that even from this distance I could see her neatly trimmed bush. She later told me she thought about not wearing any but the thought of Jim pulling them off her had her dripping into them before she got them on.

Kathy started down the stairs and I poked Jim to turn around. I don't know clothes but I'll try to explain what she was wearing other than the white panties and her thigh highs. She had on a short pleated navy blue skirt that came to mid thigh. Her top was a black see through covered with a navy blue blazer. When she reached the bottom of the stairs Jim and I both just stared with our mouths open. She was dressed to kill; well that's not right, she was dressed to fuck. Coming to the kitchen she did that walk that women do where they cross over putting one foot in front of the other. That walk that makes everything look great and move so sexy.

She came over and put her hands on Jim's shoulder resting her head on her hands. She batted her eyes and said, in her most sexy voice, "I hear you want to take me out." 

All of Jim's excitement and confidence just melted away. He started stammering, "There are these things coming up that I would feel better about if I had a date." 

Still batting her eyes and cooing she asked, "What kind of things? Where do you want to take me?"

Jim was still off guard and stammered, "Well there are these Christmas parties….."

Kathy cooed in his ear, "ooooooh, I just love Christmas parties."

Jim was almost speechless now and said, "ttttthat's what I've heard"

Kathy playfully slapped my arm and said, "You told him?"

I shrugging my shoulders and said, "It just sort of came out in the conversation last week."

Kathy pulled away from Jim and got very business like, "Dave and I have talked about your request and while during this last week we have discovered that we both have had fantasies involving the three of us; neither of us considered my going out with just you alone. We are still not sure how we feel about this actual "dating" so we came up with a plan. For the rest of the night I'm your date and Dave is going with us. Just like every other Saturday night we've gone out except that I'm with you. Since Dave told you about that party last year I'm sure you know how good of a date I can be."

Kathy moved back over and took Jim's arm and said, "This is our first date so just treat me like Dave does when we go out." 

Jim's eyes flew open and his mouth dropped. He jumped and said, "I couldn't do that!" 

Kathy and I looked at each other and she asked, "Why not?" 

Jim looked away and said, "When Dave kisses you he always reaches up and cups your breast. I've always been jealous when he does that." 

Kathy and I look back at each other and she says, "Yes, I guess he does. I seems like a good place to start" and she leans in to kiss Jim. Their lips touch and they share their first kiss. They have touched lips before when they were playing and teasing each other but this was the first tongue twisting soul-searching passionate kiss. Jim's hand slowly crept up Kathy's side and in so doing pushed her blazer open. In the bright light of the kitchen I could see Kathy was not wearing a bra and her tits were on full display. When Jim's hand touched her tit and he realized she was braless he jerked his hand away. Kathy broke the kiss long enough to tell him, "It's ok, I dressed like this for you." Then she put his hand back on her tit and continued the kiss. When she pulled her hand away from his she slid it down to stroke his cock as she does with me.

Kathy and Jim continue their kissing and stroking for a while then Kathy looks over at me and sees me stroking my slacks where my very hard cock is very much on display. She breaks the kiss but keeps her hand on Jim's cock and smiles and says, "I guess you both like my new outfit." Kathy breaks away and turns to stand beside Jim in so doing she opens her blazer. This is the first time Jim sees her tits on full display and just stares at them. Kathy says, "It seems that everyone is ok with how this date is going so far." She looks at Jim and sees him staring at her tits. She pushes his face away and says, "How about we get going. Before either of you get any ideas, I was promised a night out." This brings Jim and I back to reality and we head for the car.

Jim and Kathy get in the back and I get in the driver's seat. When I turn to back out they are kissing again and Jim is playing with Kathy's tit. As I'm backing I say, "Most of my first dates didn't even end like that let alone start that way." We all laugh and it broke the tension and set the mood for a relaxed night out together.

The ride to the restaurant was a lot of fun just like our other nights out. We laughed and joked and teased. The only difference was that Kathy was in the back and not up front with me. When we got there I opened the door for Kathy and as she got out she pulled up her skirt showing me her panties. I don't know if she was just flashing me or showing me she still had them on. I didn't care why I just enjoyed the show. We walked in arm in arm but Kathy made it clear that she was with Jim. The hostess showed us to a booth but Kathy wanted the corner booth. She and Jim got in one side and I came in on the other side putting Kathy in the middle, which is what she wanted.

The whole time our waiter was taking our order Kathy was stroking Jim's leg. As soon as he left Kathy took Jim's hand and placed it on her leg. He looked at me as he stroked Kathy's leg on and below the hem of her short skirt. I reached down to stroke her other leg and she slapped my hand away saying, "When we go out Jim never pushed his way in like that. Tonight I'm with him so you'll just have to watch like he always does. Maybe you'll get an idea of what you've been doing to this poor boy all these years." 

Jim stroked a little higher under her skirt and added, "Now it's your turn to watch and go home and jack off."

I don't think Jim realized he just shared with us that he has been jacking off thinking about my wife for years. Kathy patted his leg and said, "Let's not go that far." She pats his hand on her leg and says, "I know this is our first date, sweetheart, but I plan to make the most of it. So far this has not been a typical first date and before this night is over I plan to have both of you, separately and together as many times as you two can get it up." Kathy slides forward and her skirt rides up showing her panties. She snuggles in close to Jim and says, "You are right though. I think Dave needs to learn a lesson about what his playing with me in front of you all these years feels like." Looking me straight in the eye she pulled Jim's hand up her leg to the edge of her panties. She let go of his hand to see what he would do. With both of them watching me he started stroking Kathy's panty covered pussy. He was just pushing the panty aside and slipping his finger into her when Kathy saw the waiter coming with our food. She held his hand in place with his finger in her but threw her skirt over them.

Kathy's blazer cover her nipples and the light was not as bright as our kitchen but the waiter could plainly see the out line of her tits and could easily tell she was braless. Needless to say we received excellent service but every time he came back Kathy would throw her skirt over her panties. Then as soon as he left pull it back again. When Jim wasn't playing with her we could both sit and look at her. Just watching her eating with her panties showing in public was a turn on in it's self. I know I never put Jim through anything like this. I never played with Kathy this openly in front of him but I guess if you add up all the years of teasing from both Kathy and myself then this is fair. Being made to just sit there and watch was pure torture the only thing that kept me from going crazy was that Kathy had said that at some point tonight she wanted me to fuck her with and without Jim.

Somehow I managed to make it through dinner without losing my load. It wasn't easy since Jim ate most of his meal one handed. It seems that finally getting access to Kathy's pussy he could not get enough. It wasn't like they were hidden under the table Kathy sat back so I could watch the whole thing. The waiter was coming back with our bill. Kathy pushed Jim's hand out of her pussy but didn't pull her skirt down. The waiter asked if we wanted desert and Kathy grabbed both our cocks and said, "No thank you I think I already have more than I can handle. I thought the waiter was going to lift the table off the floor with his cock as he quickly dropped the bill and ran off. I asked how much of a tip we should leave and Katy said, "I just did." We both looked at her and she had pushed forward and the blazer was pulled back on both sides. She was right under the light and the waiter had a clear view of her panties and her tits lit by the light. As we walked to the car the whole kitchen staff seemed to be taking a break in the lot. When we got to the car Kathy lifted the back of her skirt showing them her thong. Of course they couldn't see the thong, all they could see was Kathy's beautiful tight ass. We were all laughing like crazy on the way to the dance club.


On Loan for the Night



I was about to take the biggest risk of my life and the excitement and anticipation was making my clit throb and my pussy run with juices. I was about to have control of my body given over a comparative stranger for one whole night. I would have to obey him instantly and without hesitation in all things. I was to be his property from eight in the evening to eight in the morning, no escape. The only limitation I knew to be set by my Master was that he should not cause me permanent damage. 

This had all started with a harmless chat online with another couple in a bdsm site's chatroom. My partner and Master, Danny, started chatting with the other Dom, Max, about the variety of subjects that come under the very broad heading of bdsm. They soon found that they were themselves at almost opposite ends of the spectrum. 

Danny and I had been in a semi-bdsm style relationship since we got together about three years ago. At that time neither of us had any experience, but we had both professed an interest and our relationship developed, with Danny taking on more and more the role of Master, and me becoming more and more submissive and subservient. We also drifted towards the discipline end of the spectrum.

Danny has slowly become a master of pain. He can take me to the very edge of my ability to handle it, and then push me further, while at the same time giving me the biggest and best of orgasms. He can make my body feel on fire, leave me in such beautiful agony, and still make me enjoy every second of it. I feel so strong and powerful when he whips me and I do not cry out, or when he pierces my skin with needles and I do not flinch. He has turned me into a total pain-slut and I bless every day he takes the time to hurt me.

On the other hand, Max's forte is bondage, humiliation and degradation. He has made his sub, Dianne, do things, and enjoy doing things, that no 'normal' person would ever consider. On his webcam he had shown a cage he had built for her in which he would have her squat, for she could not rise, for hours on end, and a frame from which he would suspend her at whatever angle pleased him.

After a few weeks of chatting, and after Danny had decided that Max could be trusted, the two Dom's had come up with the idea that their subs should be given a taste of each other's speciality. Dianne should taste Danny's whip and I should be given to Max's use for a night. They believed it would be good for us to see another side of the lifestyle for once. Unusually, and just because he would not be present to look after me, Danny gave me the chance to refuse. As if I would. If Danny trusted Max, then who was I to say no? In any case, I had often wondered what it would be like to be treated just as an object instead of a person.

And so it was arranged that we, Dianne and I, would meet our new temporary Masters in the evening and be put into a taxi home the following morning. What would happen to us in between we would have to wait and see. I know that both Masters had set the rules for their sub's use, but we were not made privy to them. Thus it was that I stood outside the bar waiting for the time to come to meet Max, about to take the biggest and most exciting risk of my life. I was excited, scared, and very randy, in equal parts

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It was exactly eight o clock when I made my entrance. I had dressed as Max had asked and I'd tweaked my nipples into prominence before pushing open the door. I paused just inside, partly for effect I'd been told to produce and partly to look around the bar for Max. 

I'd only seen him on webcam, so it took a moment for me to spot him, but then I recognised him. He sat in the far corner with vodka and orange waiting for me alongside his own diet coke. I swayed across the room, making my unrestricted breasts move sexily under my blouse and deliberately trying to make men's eyes follow me. I succeeded better than I had expected, and I swear the room went quiet until I sat down opposite Max and crossed my legs. Then it was almost as if a little sigh of disappointment ran around the room before conversation picked up again. The journey made my face flame and my heart pound, but it was what he wanted and I knew it was turning him on, and that's what counted. 

I settled myself next to him, accepted the proffered drink, and we dropped easily into small talk. Nothing was said about the evening to come, and to anyone else present we were just another couple out for a drink. Two more vodkas and a coke later Max rose and held his hand out to me to do the same. Holding the bar door open he indicated for me to precede him, and then followed me into the car park. I know damn well he only did that so he could watch me from behind, so I took my time and walked as sexily as possible to his car, though when he opened the car door for me I deliberately swivelled myself into the seat with my knees nailed primly together. He smiled quietly at that before going round to the other side and getting into the drivers seat,

I was expecting him to simply start the car and drive to wherever he was taking me (he had told me nothing of what was planned - deliberately, I suspect), but instead he settled myself in the seat and asked me.

"Have you done as I instructed?"

For a split second I was confused, and then memory kicked in.

"Oh. Yes, I have."

"Then show me."

"Here?"

"Yes, here." He was trying to look stern, but my surprised 'here' brought an involuntary smile to his face momentarily and the severity he was so carefully cultivating was lost. But I wasn't going to refuse him anyway. He knew it and I knew it, because that was what tonight was all about. Danny had promised Max that I would do as he told me, and I think he had intended to test that promise with this task. I hoped so, anyway.

But just because I was being submissive, and feeling genuinely so, didn't mean that I couldn't influence proceedings at all. I could subtly control things more than Max would ever believe, and it was with that in mind that I obeyed him my way. I leaned forward to take hold of my skirt hem, even though I could easily reach it sitting normally, and then I slowly began to pull it up, revealing more and more of my thighs, but in my time. I could almost sense Max wanting to lean forward to see further up my skirt before I revealed all. 

It was revealing all too, because my pussy was naked, not just naked as in no underwear, I'd been told not to wear any, but naked as in bald as well. I had finally done it, at Max's request and with my Master's permission, and totally shaved my pussy, even though my Master normally liked me natural. The feeling of total nakedness presented by having my pussy hairless and unclothed was quite intense, but very, very pleasurable.

With my skirt raised I began to slowly spread my legs, turning slightly in my seat as I did so to give Max the best view possible of smooth pussy lips being steadily revealed to his gaze. I could feel my heart racing with excitement as I watched him lick his dry lips before reaching over and gently stroking my bare labia. I moaned softly from the pleasure of it and leaned back in my seat, pushing my hips forward to give him better access.

Max's fingers ran softly over my pussy, as if he were familiarising himself with it. But I didn't mind, his touch was turning me on and by the time he finally delved between my pussy lips I was very wet and slippery. He played briefly around my clit, making me hotter still, but his main target was my vagina and his fingers were soon probing the entrance. Then, having found his goal he thrust two fingers into me, wriggling them slightly to aid penetration, but mostly just trying for depth, pushing as far into me as our rather cramped position would allow. 

I felt very daring, indulging in this erotic play in a public car park, even if the sun was setting and the light was fading, and I just sat there, letting Max play with me. His fingers were magical, probing, thrusting, and playing with my very wet pussy before rubbing and tweaking my clit, sending me higher and higher. Then he put his fingertips just inside me, running them around the walls of my tunnel. I wondered what he was going to do, but then he withdrew them altogether and put them to my mouth, clearly indicating that I should suck my own juices from his fingers.

I had tasted myself before, so I had no problem with complying, indeed, done so openly where anyone might see me it felt so exciting that I licked and sucked at his fingers long after all trace of me was gone. In the end he took then away from my mouth and looked at me.

"Now you do it."

My expression must have been one of bewilderment. Do what, exactly?

"Masturbate while I watch."

I'd done that before too, but only for my master and never in the open, even at dusk. I took a quick, rather furtive and panicky look around the car park, then, seeing nobody, I tentatively reached between my legs with my right hand, looking for my clitoris. I must admit that, at first, my play was hesitant and gentle, and anyone watching would only have seen my hand resting on my lower belly. It would have taken quite a close inspection to reveal my knuckles moving as I stimulated myself with a couple of fingers. But then, as I grew hotter, I couldn't prevent my hips from moving gently back and forth, nor could I stop the gasps and moans that escaped my lips.

It wasn't long before my pleasure increased and so my movements became more urgent and pronounced. I looked at Max, who was watching me intently, then around the car park, now half hidden in the gathering gloom, and then smiled at him shyly. He smiled his enjoyment back and I moved faster across my pussy. Soon my involuntary noises took on a guttural note, my fingers moved rapidly over my clit, playing hard with its tip, then plunged deep into my hole, the thrust matched by a returning push from my hips. Max watched entranced, not moving, not taking his eyes from me. I'm sure he was intending to allow me to cum.

Suddenly a car swept into the car park, its lights playing briefly across the windscreen before passing on. But brief though it was, the intrusion had broken the spell and I automatically snatched my hand away in alarm and reached for the hem of my skirt to cover my nudity

"No." Max's voice was sharp within the confines of the car, sharp enough to startle me into immobility and make me gaze at him in surprise.

"Don't cover yourself. In fact, pull your skirt up around your waist and then put your seat belt on, its time we made a move."

I wriggled the skirt over my bottom and up around my waist and fastened my belt, sitting quietly, naked from the waist down and with my hands resting demurely by my sides. Max started the car and pulled out onto the street, making my heart hammer with excitement at our audacity.

To the casual observer we would be just a respectable couple driving past, only someone who looked directly down into the car would see my state of undress. That was Max's intention, I'm sure. I think he wanted me to feel more exposed than I actually was. We had no wish to attract the attentions of the law after all, but he still wanted me to be available to the sight of strangers -- and to be conscious of being so. If someone did happen to notice my exhibitionism, then that would be a bonus and my shame would thrill us both. 

"If someone looks in and sees you, I want you to open your legs and display your pussy, is that clear?"

I nodded. "I understand." I turned red at the thought, but I was thrilled at the prospect nevertheless. I wondered just how far we would drive with me in this condition, I had no idea where Max lived.

In the event the journey was quite short and pretty much without incident. Only once did a young man, crossing the road as we drove past, glance into the car and see me, and then we were gone before it dawned on him what he'd seen. I did open my legs for him, but I don't think he had the time for it to register. The last I saw of him was when I looked behind to see him standing in the middle of the road gazing at our rapidly receding car in bemusement, still, I think, trying to believe his eyes. I spent the rest of the journey alternately blushing and smiling to myself.

We headed into one of the quieter suburbs, and it wasn't long before we turned into the drive a small redbrick house from the nineteen thirties, bay window and all.

"Make yourself decent and let's go in."

I wriggled my skirt down again as he had asked, and followed him silently as he unlocked the door.

It was a bit unnerving being in a strange house with a strange man, knowing, or at least having a good idea of the sort of thing he intended should happen here. I really did feel very vulnerable.

"Come on, let's go upstairs," He indicated for me to lead the way.

I knew exactly why I was preceding him again; the bastard was looking up my skirt at my unclad bottom, so I hip-swayed a little once more as I climbed just to give him something to watch. At the top of the stairs he took my hand and led me into what I assumed was his bedroom, and I wasn't expecting what I saw. The bed was there, but it was denuded of bedclothes apart from a white sheet spread tightly over the mattress and a set of webbing restraints fastened to each corner and laid neatly across it. Also on the bed was a blindfold, which he picked up and brought across to me.

"Get undressed and then put this on. I know you'll enjoy being blindfolded." 

He was right. It was strangely exhilarating standing naked in that bedroom but unable to see anything. All I could do was remember the cold clinical look of those restraints and that stark white sheet. I felt very defenceless, slightly scared, and very randy.

"Come with me." He took hold of my shoulders and steered me to the doorway of a second bedroom.

"Now switch the light on. I want you to know for certain that it's on."

I did as I was told, reaching out and fumbling along the wall to where I knew the switch should be, and even though I was efficiently blindfolded I saw a slight brightening of the darkness as the light came on.

"Now go to the window and draw the curtain back." I felt my face flare into redness as the implications sank in. The window overlooked the road in front of the house. I would be effectively framed naked in the lighted window, there for all to see.

"Go and do it, now." The tone of his voice brooked no argument and I did as he told me, but instinctively stepping backwards a couple of steps immediately the curtain was open.

"I didn't tell you to move away." He was irritated by my action. "Now go back and stand there until I say different."

I did it, but I was blushing scarlet and shivering with embarrassment and fear for the whole time he kept me there. It was only a few minutes before I heard him flick off the light and call me to him, but it felt like a year. My mind had already convinced me that my entire family and all my friends had been gathered below that window.

"Well done. Now its time to have a little fun." He led me gently back to the first bedroom, making me stand and wait for a minute or so while he placed a cd in the player. Music from the film 'Conquest of Paradise' filled the room and I felt his hand back on my arm. The music worried me. Was it to cover any noises that I might make, or a bluff done just to make me think exactly that? I would have to wait and find out, but it made me more nervous than I already was.

He led me to the bed. "Kneel down." 

I knelt on the bed, the sheet feeling cold to my knees and elbows, although that isn't why I was shivering. Then he took my hand and pulled my arm out in front of me, and I felt the roughness of the webbing go around my wrist. He did the same with my other arm, tying my wrists together and tightening the strap. Max then turned his attention to my ankles, fastening them to the corners of the bed until I was secured, arms extended before me so that I rested on my face and with my legs apart and my bottom in the air, totally at his mercy. I was trembling with delicious fear. I sensed him stand back to admire his handiwork and that was when the door bell rang.

I heard Max leave the bedroom and go down the stairs without being unduly concerned. The music prevented me from hearing the words, but even when I heard him speak and another male voice answer I wasn't in the least bit anxious, I simply expected him to send whoever it was on their way and return to me. But then I distinctly heard him invite the other man in, and my heart promptly leaped into my mouth. For a few minutes I heard snatches of conversation as the two talked in the hall and though I strained my ears I couldn't make out anything of what was said, apart from the odd word or two here and there that made no coherent sense. But nothing untoward seemed to be happening, so I began to relax once more while I waited for Max to return.

Then I heard vague footsteps on the stairs, and, though I tried, I couldn't quite make out how many there were, though I was petty sure both men were coming upstairs. Much as I like Vangelis' music, I cursed it for so effectively muffling the sounds. 

I became acutely aware of my predicament then, kneeling naked and tied to a bed, with no covering whatever, with my legs held apart, and with the foot of the bed facing the door. I was pretty sure too, that the door was not shut, at least not fully, so anyone coming up the stairs was soon going to be able to see my bum and pussy and I wasn't going to be able to do anything to stop them. I could almost feel the heat of my face radiating out into the room. It was heat that very nearly matched the heat I could now just begin to feel stirring in my naked pussy. The inevitability of my exposure to an unknown stranger was turning me on even more.

"What do you think of that? Ain't she something?" I heard him ask as he ushered our unknown visitor into the room.

"Ain't she just." A male voice answered. "That's a lovely arse she's got."

My ears detected an accent but before I had chance to think about it I felt Max's hands on my bottom, pulling my cheeks apart.

"I've not had a chance to look her over yet, but she does look prime. What do you think of her rosebud?" 

I was filled with a mixture of wild alarm and very intense arousal. This was obviously a night for me to be displayed but I was now a little worried just how far Max was prepared to go. I loved the thrill of being shown off like his prize possession, but I'd not realised he's be quite as adventurous as this so quickly. I had to show that it was getting close to my limits.

"Do you have to be so fucking crude?" I asked, trying to hide the thrill in my voice with mock anger.

Slap. His hand came down hard on my bottom, the pain of the sudden blow making me gasp with surprise.

"Be quiet. If I want to show you to someone, I will. Do you understand?" 

I was shocked into silence. 

Slap. This blow landed hard on the other cheek. God, it hurt wonderfully. 

"I asked if you understood."

"Yes, I understand." I gasped out my answer, still mentally reeling from the sudden pain.

"Does she take it up the arse?" The male voice asked, ignoring the exchange and talking as if I wasn't there.

"Yes, I'm told she likes it, too." Max replied. 

I felt my cheeks flame bright with embarrassment, but I still didn't want their discussion to stop.

"I thought she would, it's that sort of arse."

"Don't be so personal." I think I knew what result that would bring, and I think that's why I said it.

Slap. Slap. The blows stung and tears sprang into my eyes, but I wanted them to.

"I said for you to be quiet. Now apologise to my guest for your insolence."

"I am sorry for my remark." I paused to control my trembling, and then I added "Please discuss me as much as you wish and I hope my body pleases you."




On Loan for the Night



I know that I added that last bit just to feel submissive, even though it was actually true. I did like being discussed in very intimate detail and I did like being looked at, and I loved the thrill of the humiliation. In fact my pussy was getting wetter from it, or was it from the pain of the slaps. Who cares, it felt good anyway.

"She looks very enticing like that. Do you mind if I fuck her?"

My heart jumped into my mouth. The request had caught me completely by surprise, and it seemed to have caught Max off guard too, because there was a long pause before he replied.

"No, by all means do, she's there to be used."

I caught my breath. What a lovely thing to say. 

"However, she belongs to someone else, so please use a condom." I had no doubt that this was a condition imposed by my Master.

"Of course, I understand."

"Let me just show you something first, though."

Now what? I wondered just as two fingers (Max's?) found their way between my legs and into my pussy, the ease with which they penetrated showing just how aroused I felt. The fingers moved around, soaking themselves in my wetness, before hooking themselves to take as much as possible and withdrawing. A moment later I found wet fingers, beautifully woman scented fingers, presenting themselves to my mouth. I smelled myself even before they touched my lips, my juices hot and pungent on his fingers. I opened her mouth and eagerly took them in, licking the juices up before sucking the last taste from them. 

"Do you still taste good?" Max asked.

"Oh yes, thank you, very." I replied, wondering at the laughter which this reply provoked. 

"See how she loves herself." Max was still laughing as he spoke.

By now I was feeling a little more secure and my embarrassment had subsided as my arousal grew, so I was able to smile nervously at his remark.

"If you still want to fuck her I'll untie her so she can go down on me at the same time." Max continued more seriously. 

I felt his hands at my wrists and the first one was free, but before undoing the other one, he leaned towards me and said quietly. "Just make sure you do exactly as you're told". 

The cuff came free, and I raised myself onto my elbows, rubbing my wrists and easing my shoulders. He had not removed the leg restraints or the blindfold and I was glad. I was about to be used by two men and the blindfold somehow acted as a buffer from the reality of it, allowing me to think of it as is it were someone else. 

This, I thought, is the reality by 'belonging' to someone, even on loan. Not a thought was being given to my wishes or preferences - or even to my moral principles - and that, I realised, was the beauty of it. I had no decisions to make, no regrets for my actions, and even the 'freedom' to do things I could never have contemplated in 'real life'. All my responsibilities could lie jointly at Max's and my Master's door and this gave me a great, if absurd, sense of power.

I was not allowed to reflect on that for long. Almost immediately I felt the bed move as someone climbed on in front of me, and legs were placed to either side. Was it Max, I wondered briefly, but I knew what was expected of me and reached blindly forward for the cock I knew I would find. I did, only a couple of inches in front of my groping hand I touched it, brushing it with the back of my fingers and then grasping it, hot and hard, in my palm. 

"Suck me." It was Max's voice, so it must be his cock. 

I bent his tool towards me, parting my lips to take it, wanting; it must be said, to feel it in my mouth. But before I could engulf it I felt a pair of hands roughly grasp my hips and pull me back. Even though it was not my place to complain, I felt a brief sense of annoyance at the intrusion, especially as it made me lose contact with Max's cock. My loyalty and obedience lay with Max for the time being, and it was he that I should service first, not this strange cock that I now felt against my arse.

For a moment I thought the stranger was going to fuck me in the arse, but then with a certain amount of fumbling he found my pussy and pushed himself in. His fucking was hard, almost brutal, thrusting into me deeply and violently right from the start and giving me a glorious sense of being used even though he hurt me. This man had yet to speak a word to me, but he was freely taking his pleasure from my body. 

He fucked me so hard that I was pushed along the bed a little by the force of each stroke, so that within a very short time I found myself with Max's cock slapping against my cheek as I lurched forward. I turned my head sideways, searching for the head of his cock with my mouth, finding it and then frustratingly losing it again as the man used me for his enjoyment. I was not even able to seek Max's cock with my hands, they had to stop me from being sent sprawling under the force of the other man's thrusts, but eventually with Max's help I did manage to find it once more and take it into my mouth. Max grabbed me by the hair to hold me still, so at least I wasn't going to lose it again, though my problem now was simply being able to set up any kind of rhythm. 

I suppose I could not have been doing too badly, Max's cock was as big and hard as it could get and I could actually feel it throbbing against my tongue. But Max's arousal brought its own difficulties, as I slid his cock in and out of my mouth and along my tongue, a particularly strong shock from behind rammed it deeply against my throat, causing me to gag and choke, almost completely stopping me from breathing. I must admit panicked a little at this, scared that I would pass out and choke to death, but Max seemed neither to know nor care of my problems, grasping my hair as he held me in place, oblivious to my distress until my frantic wriggling made him relax his hold. Even then he did not allow me to completely eject his penis from my mouth, making me learn to accommodate both his pleasure and my over vigorous fucking - fucking that was getting more and more aggressive as the man approached orgasm. I know it sounds strange, but I loved it. To be totally depersonalised, to be turned into nothing more than a toy was fantastic. Even my fear and discomfort only added to me pleasure and I just knew that my pussy was soaking wet.

The grip on my hips was becoming painful as my lover tried to ensure that his forceful fucking did not send me sprawling away from him. His body was banging violently against my buttocks and I realised that he was getting close to his climax. A sudden and irrelevant shaft of sympathy for his usual partner went through my mind. Thank God I didn't have to get fucked by this animal every time. Then he was there, pushing and grinding against my bottom as his cum spewed from his cock. 

I felt his climax, aware of his cock jerking as he came, but I missed the feel of cum flooding my pussy and I cursed the condom he was wearing. Somehow it would have felt much more appropriate for him to ignore my safety and shoot into my unprotected womb. 

The man slowly withdrew his rapidly shrinking cock and as it finally slipped from my body I prepared to concentrate on sucking Max to his climax. If I couldn't have my pussy full at least I might be allowed to have my mouth filled with beautiful cum. But it was not to be and to my dismay he pushed my head away. 

"Let's change things around." 

I felt rejected and alarmed. Why would he stop me in my duty of service to him? Why would he give me back to the stranger, who could not possibly be ready again already and who would only stick a limp dick in my mouth and then blame me for its failure to revive? But then I consoled myself with the thought that Max would perhaps fuck me, a pleasure I was yet to enjoy. 

Max wriggled himself free from me and I felt his weight lift from the bed. Moments later I was pulled backwards to allow a new weight to take his place and I felt new legs placed either side of me. I resigned myself to having to go down on the man who had so violently used my pussy. Strangely, at that moment the music stopped playing and the sudden silence added to my sense of foreboding. As he settled and I was pushed firmly forward, and so I opened my mouth ready to encircle his (must be) flaccid cock and reached forward with my hands to search for it.

But then I jerked back in sudden alarm. My hands encountered thighs all right, but not a man's thighs. These thighs were smooth and sensuous, and the scent that came to me was not that of a randy man, but the much more erotic scent of an highly aroused woman, Who the hell was this, where did she come from, and what was I expected to do? 

This last question was soon answered. "Lick her. You said you liked the taste." 

It was, I realised with sudden horror, the scent that had been on the fingers thrust into my mouth a while before. My own juices must have been on his other hand and must have been given to her to silently taste. I pulled further away, recoiling at the thought of touching another woman and with the knowledge that I was not gay uppermost in my mind. 

"Lick her." Max was ordering me, and in the background a man was laughing quietly at my predicament. 

I could not disobey, yet my whole being rebelled at the idea of going down on a woman. I knelt, repelled yet weirdly excited, totally confused and uncertain how to proceed. I wanted to please Max and I felt a bizarre stirring at the prospect of sexual contact with someone of my own sex, but my mind rebelled and I was frozen in place, unable to go on.

Slap. I felt the sting of a hand across my bottom. "Do it."

Slap. The second one was much harder and tears of pain and frustration sprang to my eyes. 

I had no choice, and I inched reluctantly forward, my hands sliding along smooth female thighs and my mouth opening tentatively for what I knew it would find. And then my lips encountered smooth flesh, the top of a woman's thigh. Given my bearings I moved haltingly towards my target, my tongue cautiously flicking out to taste the warm flesh my mouth was passing over. And then I was there. 

My mouth had finally reached its goal; the smooth lips of a woman's shaven pussy lay beneath my searching tongue. And searching it was. Gone was the timidity and uncertainty. A thrill went through me as we made contact and I was no longer repelled by the thought of eating pussy. Why I don't know. Perhaps the knowledge that I had already tasted her juices helped, perhaps my position of servitude to Max helped, but for whatever the reason I was suddenly able to make love to a woman without a second thought.

More of a surprise, and a pleasure, was her shaven state, my tongue was able to explore between the swollen pussy lips without hindrance, freely encountering again the highly erotic taste of her pussy. I gently spread open the pussy lips with my fingers and began my exploration of this woman's pussy, my tongue finding and entering her vagina before moving upwards to discover for the first time the feel of a clit between my lips. She was already highly aroused and soaking wet, and as soon as my mouth found the hard little nub of her clit she began to gasp and push herself towards me. I was now very hot myself and the hope grew in me that maybe my own pussy would receive similar attentions. 

I remembered Danny's techniques from when he blessed me by going down on me and I copied them, hoping to give this woman the most pleasure my inexperience would allow. I drew the clit into my mouth and licked it with the tip of my tongue, flicking it lightly before sucking hard on it and nibbling with gentle teeth. Softly and then hard, slowly and then rapidly, I lapped at the clit between my lips, bringing the now moaning woman higher and higher in her arousal. Then I began to lick the whole length of her pussy, using the flat of my tongue pressed against it, travelling from the vaginal entrance to the very top of the slit and back, sucking in her juices and actually enjoying the taste. 

My anonymous partner was now getting close to orgasm, for her hands were clamped around my head, pulling my face into the pussy so that my nose and cheeks became wet with gorgeous female lubrication as her uncontrolled hips jerked to the tune of my dancing tongue. I licked her all up and down between her pussy lips, darting into her hole then teasing a very swollen clit, while all the time trying hard to keep in contact against her more and more frantic movements. Finally, with her hips raised way above the mattress and her hands clamping my face hard against her pussy, the woman came, a half groan, half scream, announcing the arrival of her climax. Right to the end I managed to keep my tongue against her pussy and I felt strangely proud of myself for that achievement 

With the woman's hips now still and her hands removed from the back of my head, I relaxed behind my blindfold, feeling happy at a job well done and forgetting for the moment the circumstances of these new found pleasures. I rested my cheek against the join of my partner's thighs, a little smile of satisfaction flitting briefly across my face, even though the one-sided nature of our contact had left my own pussy with a frustrated ache.

My reverie was broken by a sudden return to the world of reality that came with hands undoing the fastening of my blindfold. Blinking against the light I looked hastily around, a surge of embarrassment passing through me now I couldn't hide behind the darkness. But I was eager to see the woman I had been enjoying as well as finding out who had been the man who had enjoyed me.

The man was much as I had expected, maybe mid thirties, about the same age as Max and a year or so older than myself. He was tall and well built, with a square face and a shaved head. He was a obviously a self confident man, even naked he carried himself with a kind of supercilious disdain that marked him as used to giving orders. I must admit that his strength pleased me and I was not at all surprised that he had fucked me so forcefully. I would not object if he wanted to do so again.

The woman was more of a girl, and a very beautiful one at that. She was aged about nineteen or twenty, certainly no more than twenty-one or two, blonde, slender, with pert breasts and with the sort of face that gets referred to as 'cute' or 'impish'. She was looking at me somewhat timidly, as if wondering what my reaction would be at seeing her. She needn't have worried, apart from her comparative youth I could not have picked a more attractive partner for my first 'bi' experience.

The two men were standing at either side of the bed, quietly watching both of us as they had done throughout, and I instinctively knew what they expected of us. Without words I unfastened my own leg restraints and rolled onto my side. Then I reached out and pulled the girl down beside me. She was still breathing a little heavily from her orgasm, but I kissed her briefly and gently full on the lips. She smiled at me, flashing a glance at the other man as if seeking permission, and then allowed me to draw her into my embrace. We held each other quite tenderly, our arms encircling and our legs intertwined so that I could feel the soft pressure of her pussy on my thigh. Ignoring the presence of the two men we followed our instincts and kissed again, this time with more feeling. It was as if she held back for a second, but then I felt her body relax against mine and her tongue begin to probe uncertainly into my mouth.

Max seemed to understand our need to establish a bond between us, it was the first same sex encounter for me and, I think, for her, but her man had less patience and his breaking of the peaceful scene brought momentary frowns from the others. 

"Alison." He said sharply, revealing her name. "Alison, don't you think you should thank her for a hell of a good climax? And do it properly." 

Alison almost visibly shook herself out of her trance and looked meekly up. "Yes, Master" she answered, before turning back to me and, speaking subserviently, said "Thank you for my orgasm, which I most certainly did not deserve, for I am not worthy of such pleasures." 

The look of shock at her phrasing and total disbelief on my face brought laughter from the two men and tearful shame from Alison. 

"Oh, yes," Her Master laughed, "Just as you are Max's slut, if only for tonight, this slag is mine. You are two of a kind. You are our possessions, our slaves; it is your duty to entertain, to satisfy, and to do anything and everything that we may wish. I know that Max has already given you just a taste of what happens to whores who don't do as they are told? But Alison knows more, don't you my little bitch?" 

This man had no idea how much discipline I had enjoyed from my own Master, and I inwardly smiled at his ignorance as his 'sub' answered. 

"Yes, Master" Replied Alison, her eyes avoiding mine. 

"What happens to ungrateful harlots, Alison?" He inquired, 

Still looking away through tearful eyes Alison spoke in little more than a whisper. "When my Master wishes me to carry out a duty and I am thoughtless enough not to do it properly or speedily enough, my Master exercises his right to give me proper guidance and chastisement. This he does through a certain number of strokes of a cane or by fastening me to a frame he has built at home, leaving me there to think over my many imperfections before using his belt to ensure my future obedience. This I treasure, for I know that through his chastisements I will grow more willing and able to give my Master satisfaction, as is his due."

I lay dumbfounded at this beautiful girl's total obedience. Even though I am a submissive I had not thought to be quite so subservient. I take Danny's discipline with inward fortitude, absorbing whatever pain and punishment he cares to inflict. I clearly had a long way yet to go along the road. Tonight was becoming an eye-opener in many ways. I just hoped that Danny would be able to properly use his slut on her return to him. 

The voice that came over my speechless consternation was Max's. 

"Now that we all now where we each stand, it is only fair that you receive the pleasure that you have earned. Lie back on the bed and open your legs." 

For a brief moment I did not register his words, but his single step forward brought me to my senses and, with a feeling, part fear and part pleasure, I did as I was told, once again feeling shameful embarrassment at baring my most intimate parts to everyone's gaze and revealing my state of arousal.

"May I use your slut for this?" Max asked his friend.

"Of course, so long as you don't damage her." 

The two men discussed us as they might the loan of a lawnmower. 

"Alison," Max instructed "You will now pleasure that harlot by your side. Make her cum." 

Obediently Alison moved down the bed and leaned over ready to bring her mouth to my pussy. I spread her legs wider, ready to receive Alison's attentions, and in fact longing for the feel of girl's tongue against my clit. 

"Not like that." 

We both looked across at Max in surprise and disappointment. 

"Use this." 

Max fished in his chest of drawers and withdrew from it a large strap-on dildo. Alison accepted the contraption and, after climbing off the bed and experimenting with its unfamiliar fastenings, she threaded her legs through the straps and pulled it into place. It was the type that had a clit stimulator at the back and it took her a few moments to seat it comfortably between her pussy lips, and this delay gave me the chance to come to terms with the idea of being fucked by a false penis attached to a beautiful girl. And Alison was beautiful beyond doubt, with long blonde hair and a body to die for, and I watched avidly as she wriggled the dildo into place, appreciating the jiggle of her breasts. They were just the kind I wanted for myself, small and firm with the comparatively long pert nipples that looked right out at the world as if in defiance. I badly wanted the chance to suckle on those nipples.




On Loan for the Night



Alison stood quietly, the dildo jutting out from her pelvis, passively awaiting her next command, and I realised then just how patiently and silently she could have stood in the room, not revealing her presence, all the time that her Master playing with me and fucking me in front of her. That is what the music had been for I know realised. I admired Alison's silent obedience and vowed to learn it myself, for Danny's sake.

"Ok, now fuck her." Alison climbed back onto the bed and positioned herself between my thighs, looking shyly into my eyes as the tip of the dildo stabbing into the side of my pussy lips. Neither of us had experienced a strap-on before, and so it was not until I reached down, positioning the end of the artificial cock at the entrance to my vagina and pulling Alison to her, that I was successfully penetrated. Alison pushed gently and uncertainly forward, pressing the dildo further into my waiting pussy whilst I moved towards her in silent support.

I wanted this fucking, longing for the feel of the womanly body moving against me. Taking encouragement from my clear acceptance Alison set up a slow and sinuous rhythm, pushing herself against me so that the dildo filled my passage and its base pressed back against her clitoris. The dildo itself had felt cool as it entered me, but it had no trouble sliding inside my wet and slippery pussy and as the coldness eased I began to enjoy its presence. It was like being fucked by a very, very hard cock, but a cock that was attached to the warm, soft, and sensuous body of a woman, and I loved it. 

We fucked gently but passionately, long firm thrusts contrasting with the hard aggressive shafting of men, and it was not long before we were breathing heavily and erratically as we responded to each other. Alison was partly supporting herself on her elbows and her hands had found their way to my breasts, her thumbs teasing my nipples as she thrust in and out of my pussy. In contrast, I had my arms wrapped tightly around her back, holding her firmly to me, with my legs parted and pulled back as far as I could get them in order to enjoy the deepest possible penetration. I know it was selfish, but I needed to cum. I was desperate for the release that had so far been denied me and that I had now been promised.

I had closed her eyes when the first feelings of pleasure had passed through me, ashamed to let myself be seen to respond to a woman's touch and very conscious of the gaze of two men watching a dildo thrusting in and out of my pussy. But then a harder than usual push from Alison caused my eyes to spring open automatically and to make contact with her Master's gaze. The look on his face did not register understanding and I looked across to the other side of the bed to Max, only to met with the same look of wide eyed concentration. It was only then that movements in Max's shoulders made me glance down to his hands and I realised, suddenly and with a surge of horniness that both men were masturbating, wanking hard over the vision of myself and Alison deep in the throes of passion. 

Watching Max's hand moving rapidly back and forth along the length of his cock I felt suddenly proud of the display that we were presenting to the men, and I began to deliberately push back against the dildo as I began the slow climb towards orgasm. Ideally I wanted its base to push on Alison's clit and bring her to orgasm just as its shaft got me there. I had no idea if she knew what the men were doing, but I wanted them to see what two women can do to each other and how hard they can make each other cum.

Alison's partner began to grunt at his approaching climax and he moved forwards to the very edge of the bed, his hand moving ever more rapidly and his hips thrusting at thin air. Then with a final groan he came, spurting his cum in long gouts over us both so that his semen splattered over Alison's back and arse and splashed onto my thighs. The effect on Alison was electrifying, she responded to her Master's cum with little cries of pleasure and began thrusting harder and faster, ramming deep into me and wildly taking us both up towards our own climaxes. 

My eyes were now fastened firmly on Max, whilst I clung onto Alison's back to get the most from my lover's ecstatic fucking, watching him in my erotic abandon as he worked towards his climax. His eyes were almost closed as he concentrated on his pleasure, but as his climax approached he too moved to the bedside, clearly also intent on cumming over us as we made love on his bed. I moved my head across so that I could view him better, looking now over Alison's other shoulder without the girl's head in the way, and on seeing this Max signalled for me to open my mouth, his intention obvious. My heart skipped a beat and I did so willingly, happy that I was finally going to taste his cum. 

Leaning forward and rubbing his cock harder and harder Max finally reached his climax, shooting his cum in long strings over us, aiming into my face and open mouth. His aim was by no means perfect, some of his cum hit Alison's shoulder and some went into her hair, but most did land on my lips and out-thrust tongue and I took it greedily into my mouth, savouring the deliciously salty taste. At long last I had been used for what I was designed to be, a receptacle for a man's spunk. The pleasure this gave me was profound and entirely separate to the purely sexual pleasure of Alison fucking me. 

At the same time Alison was reaching her orgasm, thrusting the dildo hard into my pussy she ground her pubic bone against mine to get as much pressure as possible between her own clit and the base of the strap-on. Then, at the height of her passion she clamped her mouth over mine, forcing her tongue between my lips and searching the interior of my mouth, as if determined to have her share of Max's spunk. 

All this was simply too much for me. My body exploded in a frenzy of bucking, jerking, spastic counterthrusts as my own orgasm ripping through me. For almost a full minute we both pushed frantically against each other, our bodies out of control, my pussy trying desperately to devour the dildo, while it seemed that Alison was equally determined to flatten her own clit with it. But eventually our orgasms began to fade and we lay panting and gasping in each others arms, utterly and completely spent, with the semen of the two men still running from us and mixing with the sweat that beaded our bodies.

It was Alison who moved first, raising her head and looking around to seek the approval of her Master. But he was sitting on the ottoman against the wall, still in a post orgasmic quietness himself, and he just nodded his agreement to her without speaking. This made me wonder what Max thought, and I sought his gaze, feeling my heart leap with unexpected delight as he smiled his approval. I couldn't repress a little return smile of my own, though I don't think he realised that mine was partly caused by his knackered appearance. 

He stood with one of his hands holding onto the corner of the bed headboard and the other resting on the bed beside her thigh, his penis now little more than a stub of worn flesh hiding among the forest of his pubes. He too was obviously spent, rubber legs finding difficulty in supporting him. 

Just then, withdrawing the dildo gently from my pussy, Alison rolled off and lay beside me, not even bothering to hide her own pussy or even to remove the strap-on. She, like everyone else in that bedroom, was waiting for her heartbeat to return to normal. She and I looked towards each other and, with a completely unconscious movement, reached out to take each other's hands and to squeeze them gently, smiling affectionately at each other. 

For probably a full ten minutes this tableau remained still, until Max finally said, to no-one in particular, "I need a cigarette and a coffee." hauled himself to his feet, and half walking, half staggering, made his way, still naked, to the bedroom door.

As for me, I just lay there, mulling over the night's events and adjusting to the changes within me. I just hoped that Danny and Dianne had enjoyed their time together so far as much as I had enjoyed my time with Max. Not, of course, that the night was over yet, though I wasn't sure how much more I could take.



On Loan with a Twist



You'll have to read the first story "On loan" to see how this all started but my best friend was dating my wife for the holiday season. He would always bring her home freshly fucked. I would clean her out then we would all have a three-way before going to bed. Jim and Kathy would usually have a one on one the next morning before he left. That is until the third party when she came home without getting fucked. Of course I wanted to know why so here is her story in her own words.

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Jim expected me to be more of an escort but I had other plans. I played it to the hilt that we were the biggest of lovers, of course we were lovers and he always fucked me before he brought me home to my husband for another wild threesome. When Dave first told me about Jim's request I was stunned. Not so much because he asked but because I had fantasies about the three of us for at least 5 ½ years of the six that we've known Jim. It turns out that he had some serious fantasies about me as well.

Dave and I had never told each other about our fantasies until that night. All through the next week we were very vocal about our fantasies with Jim and the sex was the best. When Saturday night came we still weren't sure about me dating Jim so we came up with the idea that when we went out that night I would be Jim's date. That weekend was full of first for me; the first cock I ever sucked except Dave's since we got married and we are going on 10 years now. It was the first man to fuck me other than my husband since we were married. It was the first time I ever had sex while being watched, something Dave seems to enjoy very much. It was also the first time ever to have two men at once and I highly recommend it to any and every woman to try at least once in her life.

That first night Jim came to pick me up was awkward to say the lest. We had all agreed to it and everyone was fine with it. Dave had even told Jim he was the only one who could fuck me while we were out. Still leaving my husband of 10 years and getting in the car with Jim was strange. That lasted until we got the doors closed.

As soon as he started the car and backed out the driveway I was all over him. I was kissing his neck and rubbing his cock. He seemed stunned and asked, "You are not going to be like this at the party are you?" 

"Why of course, honey. After all we "are" lovers aren't we?" I said batting my eyes and kissing his neck again. 

Gasping he said, "Maybe you could tone it down some at the party?" I pulled my hand away and he put it back saying, "We're not at the party yet."

We got to the party at his boss's house and I did tone it down some but everyone knew we were together and he was going to get fucked before the night was over. I was still all over him just milder. I noticed this one woman looking at us. At first I didn't think too much about it but she never took her eyes off "my Jim". The way I was feeling you would think she was going after my husband instead of my lover. She came with some guy but they were not at all intimate. I don't think they even talked to each other much till it was time to leave and I was glad she did.

It wound up that Jim and I were the only ones left as he and his boss were talking about something. I guess it was business but I fantasized it was about me and my obvious advertisement that he was going to get fucked, then I was afraid I went too far with his co-workers. Jim came up to me and said that we had been invited out to the hot tub. I told him we didn't bring any suits and he smiled and said, "I told my boss that and he said they wouldn't be needed. His hot tub was clothing optional and they chose not to wear anything." I reminded him that my husband said only he could fuck me but Jim said it wouldn't be a problem.

I agreed and Jim and I headed out back. His boss and his wife were already in the tub and yes, they were naked. Jim's boss, I found out his name is Don, if we are going to be naked I figured I should at lest know his name, was an older man maybe in his fifties. His wife, Donna, was maybe five years younger than Don but was very nice looking. Jim started to strip first and slowly I followed him. We got in the tub and at first just got to know each other. Don was complimenting just about everything about me. It would have made me uncomfortable except he finished each compliment with "just like my Donna." You could tell they were very much in love and swapping was not on their minds. They were nudist and somewhat exhibitionist. Maybe more exhibitionist than nudist, soon they were stroking and fondling each other right in front of us. Jim started getting frisky and I whispered in his ear, "Can I turn it up some now?" 

He laughed and said, "Go for it" Which I did with gusto.

It wasn't long before the four of us were fucking right in front of each other. Each with their own partner but it was exciting and besides I knew I had a three-way waiting for me at home. The four of us messed around for some time. I watched as Donna went down on Don, and I watched as he played with her tits and ate her out. Jim was doing the same things to me, and quite well, but I was mesmerized watching the other two. I have never seen two people fucking. Jim and I never even watched a porno tape. We just never even thought about. Now here was this couple fucking right in front of me. Jim tried to enter me and I stopped him. It wasn't that I had a problem with doing it to him in front of his boss, I just wanted to watch. I tried to imagine Dave with some other woman. It didn't work too well because there was no particular woman coming to mind, but I could understand why Dave loves to watch Jim and I. Once Don and Donna had their big finish I grabbed Jim and fucked his brains out. I was so hot from watching. 

I guess you are wondering how I came home with a pussy full of cum if Jim fucked me in the water. Well on the way home Jim and I were talking and laughing so much about what had just happened that we kind of got over heated. He pulled into a dark parking lot and fucked me again in the back seat.

The second party was about two weeks later. Leaving Dave was a lot easier this time since we all knew how the evening would end. When we arrived I still played the hot little bitch. Don and Donna gave me a wink and said we could come by anytime. I thanked them but thought to myself, "How would they feel if I showed up with my husband." Not long into the party there she was that girl again but with a different date. Last time I thought maybe she and her husband/boyfriend had just had a fight or something. 

I asked Jim about her and he said, "She works with me. Her name is Sandy and I've had a crush on her since she started a year ago." 

I looked at him bewildered, and asked, "have you ever asked her out?" He said he hadn't and I tried to cover my jealousy by saying, "Since we are fucking I need to know who else you are sleeping with." 

He hung his head and said, "Other than you I have not had sex with any woman for a very very long time." Then he looked back at Sandy and continued, "But that is one woman I would love to get into." 

Amazed I asked, "Why don't you ask her out. I think I could handle one other woman in your life." He hung his head even more and said, "It's not that easy. I have not gone on a date in years. You and Dave are my social life." 

"Wow, no wonder your fantasies center on me. Why don't you date?" I came back.

Jim was shy and said, "In case you haven't noticed I'm not that good with the women."

Shocked I said, maybe a little louder than I should have "What, you have given me some of the best orgasms I've ever had." Sandy quickly left the room.

Jim was still squirming and said, "Thank you, that might be so, but there is a lot between Hello my name is Jim and Oh Jim, Oh Jim fuck me. That's the part I'm not good at."

I said in a mater of fact tone, "I think, what's her name, Sandy? I think she would go out with you."

Jim shook his head and said, "I don't know she always has a date."

Trying to reassure him I said, "But I've noticed it is not always the same one." 

We didn't say any more about Sandy but went back to enjoying the party and each other. The party started getting wild and Jim suggested we leave so he could keep his promise to my husband that only he would fuck me. He did back at his place. I felt a little wrong fucking him there without Dave but I knew we would all be fucking together soon and that seemed to make it better.

Date three started off much the same as the other two. Guess who was there again, Sandy. This time she came with an older man that seemed to just leave her and mingle with everyone else. That seemed to be fine with her, she had her eye on "my Jim" again. At this party something came up and Jim along with three of the other guys had to go back into the back office and take care of it. I turned on my barstool and somehow Sandy and I were sitting right next to each other. She looked like she could kill me. She started getting up to leave and I stopped her. I don't know why I did this but I guess that I had enough to drink and knew how Jim felt about this woman, I just said, "You know Jim and I aren't dating, well not really." She sat back down with this "you could have fooled me" look on her face. What I said next almost made her fall off her stool, "I'm just on loan to Jim from my husband, Jim's best friend."

She started stammering and I took her arm and said, "Let's go somewhere we can talk." Dumbstruck she followed me. I took her out back where there wasn't anyone. I kept digging in deeper and deeper when I said, "Oh sure Jim and I are lovers but it is with my husbands blessing and usually, except at these parties he is there." This was not going where I wanted it to go. She was backing up fast so I changed things around. "Jim told me he has a very big crush on you. I guess that is what you would call it since he can't get up the nerve to even talk to you but he is very attracted to you." She seemed more interested now and sat back down.

I told her, "I've watched you at these parties and I think you feel the same way. I was going out of my way to make you jealous." 

She spoke for the first time; "Well it worked." 

That's just what I wanted to hear. She was very interested in "my Jim". My next statement was a make or break, "Jim and I have only been together about a month, you know, "that way". My husband and I have known Jim for about 6 years and I love him to death and don't know if I want to give up what we have, but if you are willing to share how would you like for me to get the two of you together. I've been totally honest with you, Jim and I are lovers and I like it that way. I have a husband that is my whole life and I think Jim needs someone of his own. He doesn't know how to meet women. He feels he is not good at that and I can tell you he won't do it on his own. So if you are interested in a package deal I'll set it up. Who knows you might even get to have what I have."

Sandy thought long and hard then finally said, "I've had my share of some wild sex in college but I was part of the group. To do it on my own, I guess I'm much like you say Jim is. I don't know how to start it." 

"So, is that a yes?" I questioned. 

She thought for a moment and said, "I guess it is." 

I pulled her in close and said, "Ok then, this is what we'll do. Tell your date that you have something to take care of. The way tonight is going it would be believable. I'll tell Jim that your date left you here and I agreed to give you a ride home. Jim might be a little upset because we usually go out and fuck before we go home but I know he is very interested in you so I don't think it'll even mater."

She seemed to be more and more relaxed and getting into it. I think the idea of finally being with Jim, even in a three-way was all she could think about. She said with a smile, "If Jim has been fucking you I find it hard to believe you wouldn't mater." 

Jokingly I came back with, "Hey, are you coming on to me." 

Sandy totally surprised me by saying, "I've tried it a few times and now that you are not my adversary, you are a very beautiful woman." 

Trying to cover my shock I replied, "Dave did tell Jim he was the only one who could fuck me. I don't think this even came into his mind, I know it didn't come to my mind."

I put her last comment on the back burner of my mind and let it simmer. I already had enough to think about; without talking with either my husband or my new lover I had offered to share my lover and possibly my own husband. I shook off my thoughts and told Sandy to go tell her date to go on and leave. She came back a few minutes later and said, "Well that is taken care of I hope Jim doesn't object to taking me home or I will be stuck." 

Unthinking I patted her knee and said, "I won't let that happen." 

She put her hand on mine and said, "Thank you." I'm not sure what she was thanking me for but I let it slide.

It was another hour before Jim came back and Sandy and I had a lot of time to get to know each other. Turns out that we are a lot alike. I'm not as shy as she is but I haven't been single for 10 years. I don't know how I would be trying to date again. She told me about her wild times in college and about her and her roommate. She told me of a few other encounters with a couple of the women of "the group" as she called them. Then she insisted on hearing about how Jim and I got started. I told her it started innocent enough. Jim just wanted someone to go to these parties and my husband opened up about our fantasies. I told her that we more or less pushed Jim into the sexual part of it, not that it was much of a push. She thought that mine and Jim's "first date" was a riot.

Jim came rushing back to me expecting us to go to his place and do some serious fucking. Sandy had her back to him and he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw who I was talking to. He approached very cautiously and slowly. He came over and put his arm around me and nodded to Sandy. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips and Sandy started to giggle. He was about to say something when I said, "Sandy's date left her here and I said we would give her a ride home, is that ok baby?" 

Sandy was biting her lip to keep from busting out laughing. Then I said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Jim this is Sandy. It seems you two work together but have never met." Jim looked at me like I had betrayed his confidence. I just brushed it off and repeated, "You don't mind stopping by Sandy's for a while do you?" 

His look said, "What are you doing to me" but I knew he would not pass up this chance. I guess his mind was saying that we could always fuck after, little did he know what I had in mind. Finally he said, "No not at all that would be fine" (he took Sandy's hand) it's nice to finally meet you. I've noticed you around the office." Now Sandy and I were both trying not to laugh. I know she was thinking the same as me, you noticed all right, you noticed how much you want to fuck her brains out.

Before we totally lost it I took Jim's arm and said, "Ok, then let's go." Sandy and I continued our conversation in the car just like old friends. We tried to talk about everyday things but the sexual hints and suggestions were there. We found that even in everyday things we were a lot alike. Jim was learning more about Sandy also and Sandy was watching me in action. She could tell from the way I was sitting sideways on the seat that I was flashing Jim. Now that she knows he is not my husband it made it more exciting. I turned almost all the way around facing Sandy and I know she saw me stroking Jim's cock. Jim, not knowing she knew all about us, played the lover stroking my thigh in front of her. 

All in all we were all very excited by the time we got to Sandy's house. Each for their own reason. Jim because he knew he would soon be fucking me and he finally got to meet Sandy. Sandy because she knew our arrangement and knew I was not with my husband. She was hoping I could arrange something when we got to her house. Me, I was excited about all of it, knowing that I would soon fuck Jim then both him and my husband. The thought that I might get to see Jim and Sandy together and that little thing simmering on the back burner of my mind. That I still wasn't sure what I wanted to do with.

When we got to her house Sandy and I both jumped out and went inside. Jim had no choice but to follow us. Sandy got us all a drink and sat on her legs facing Jim on the couch. I knew he could see her panties if he looked but he was too scared to even try. I excused myself to go to the bathroom but could hear them in the living room. Out of the blue Sandy says, "So, Kathy tells me she is on loan from her husband. He must be a "very" good friend." Jim almost dropped his drink and sat frozen in time, caught in the act. 

Finally he said in a very disgusted way, "He is my best friend but apparently someone isn't." 

Sandy cooed, "Don't blame Kathy. She saw what was going on. I know the way you look at me, but you men never look with your eyes. You see what is not there or what you are afraid is there or what you want to be there but never what is there. I guess I was sending her mixed messages but by tonight she caught on and just came out and told me."

Sandy was pulling Jim toward her and bringing his hand up to her tit then hit him with another blow, she whispered softly, "I know you two are lovers and you just wanted to drop me off and go somewhere to fuck. Kathy and I were hoping that tonight I might be first." The thoughts going through Jim's mind must have been wild. Betrayed by his lover, which led to his being seduced by his fantasy girl and the thought of sharing. Images must have been flying through a mile a minute. Sandy is able to thaw out any situation and soon he was ripping off her clothes and kissing her passionately. I stood at the door and watched for a while, I'm getting to like that a lot. 

I walked over to stand in front of them and said, "I'm glad that this all worked out." 

Not only is Sandy the best at thawing things out she can freeze them in a second. She caught me totally off guard when see looked up at me and said, "Since Kathy and I have agreed to share you (she grabbed my hand and pulled me down on the couch between them) would you mind if we share her." Now I was the deer caught in the headlights. Sandy pulled Jim's head in and we were soon in a three-way kiss.

Things started melting away as we all kissed, my fear, my inhibitions, and my resistance. The next few minutes were a haze. I remember kissing Sandy with a gut wrenching, tongue twisting kiss as she pulled my top off. Jim unhooked my bra and brought his hands to play with my bare tits and Sandy and I continued to kiss. Next I was standing in front of them and they each were sucking on my tits and both were pulling down my panties. I just stood there and let them until my panties hit the floor. Reality came back to me and I stepped back pulling my tits from their mouth. I said, "Tonight is about you two. I want to watch you two get together. " I have become quite the voyeur. They looked at each other and you could see it finally dawn on them that what they both had desired for most of the year was now right in front of them.

They started ripping off their clothes and as soon as they were naked Sandy flew over the couch. Her head landed in Jim's lap and his cock was balls deep in her mouth. I sat next to the couch and took it all in as Sandy bobbed up and down on Jim's cock. With her mouth full of cock she looked at me and winked. They switched and Jim was going down on Sandy and she was really enjoying it form the look on her face. I have never had this up close look at a woman being eaten. I was getting so hot just watching. Next they slid onto the floor and Jim climbed up Sandy's body. I sat mesmerized as his cock slowly entered her. Sandy reached for my hand and when I reached for her she pulled me back. I fell back and Sandy lifted my knee over her face. 




On Loan with a Twist



I didn't want to go this far without Dave, in fact all I could think about was that I wished I had a camera so I could share it with him. Here I was sitting over Sandy's face and when she pulled me over my hand landed on her tits. My hands started massaging her tit on their own as I watched Jim pump in and out of her. I couldn't stand it any more and lowered my pussy to Sandy's waiting mouth. I started cumming as soon as her tongue touched my pussy. Jim was going over the edge as well. Feeling both of us cumming sent Sandy into a massive orgasm. She arched her back and froze as Jim and I filled her from both ends. When Jim and I finally stopped cumming she lowered her back to the floor and licked my pussy clean. I rolled off her and she went straight to Jim's cock and licked him clean.

Afraid things would go too far I said that we had to leave that my husband was waiting for us. We all got dressed and as we left Sandy said, "I hope this was not a one time thing." We both assured her that it was not. Jim and I didn't even stop at the parking lot we just headed home and that's why I didn't come home with a pussy full of cream, but it was very clean. I told Dave what had happened.

By the time I finished my story both men were naked and I don't remember how but so was I. I have never seen the guys so hard even Jim who was there; I guess it was the way I told it. The fact that they were hard didn't surprise me as much as that it took three rounds of fucking and sucking to get them to start to go down.

Our fourth date the party was much smaller. Don and Donna were there as well as about five other couples. Sandy didn't even bother with a date. She used the excuse that her date had to back out at the last minute and she didn't want to miss the party. Before anyone else could offer we said that we could give her a ride home. The three of us were openly flirting and in that small of a group people started noticing so we decided it was time to leave.

Sandy noticed that we weren't going to her house and asked where we were headed. Jim and I looked at each other and I said that we thought we would stop and get something to eat since it was so early. She seemed to accept that and came up between the two bucket seats. She kissed Jim on the neck and started stroking his cock. 

She said, "Have you told your girlfriend here that you've been cheating on her?" 

I acted shocked and asked, "Jim, how could you." I don't know why but he seemed to feel he owed me an explanation. 

He said, "Well a few days after we all got together Sandy's car wouldn't start and I offered to give her a ride home." 

"Always the gentleman, and just how long did you stay?" I mocked. 

Jim turned away and mumbled, "I haven't left yet, I've been sort of staying there." I looked at him questionably and he continues, "I had my phone forwarded."

Sandy then turned her attention to me. She reached out and cupped my tit and cooed, "You don't really mind do you?" I turned my face to her and was going to say "of course not I think you two are good together" but when I turned her face was right there and she kissed my hard on the mouth. I just reached out and pulled her to me and took her tit in my hand playing with it. This kept Sandy distracted enough that she didn't know where we were until Jim parked in our driveway. When the car stopped Sandy looked around and asked, "Where are we?" 

I gave her a quick kiss and said, "Jim and I have a surprise for you. I know you have had many threesomes but tonight you are going to have the kind I have, two men at the same time." 

She squealed, "This is your house?" and jumped out of the car. 

Jim and I looked at each other and I laughed and said, "I think she likes her surprise." 

Jim just shook his head and responded, "No doubt."

I reached to open the door when it swung open. Dave, who must have been pacing the floor waiting for us, stood in the entrance. As we came in I introduced Sandy to my husband. 

Surprising everyone Dave said, "So this is the one and only woman to eat out my wife?" 

Sandy looked shocked at first but walked right over to me and kissed me. She ran her hand under my skirt playing with my panty covered pussy. Not even thinking I kissed her back and slowly ran my hand under her skirt. Finding no panties I realized I was touching another woman's pussy for the first time. I don't know why but I just shoved my two middle fingers deep in Sandy's pussy. She gave out a moan and Dave calmly said, "Well that is certainly an ice breaker." Sandy and I lost it and started laughing in each other's mouth. 

As Dave led the way to the living room Sandy said, "I think I'm going to like this man." 

I stopped and turned saying, "Don't like it too much this one really is mine." 

We all laughed and went to sit in the living room. Dave went to get drinks for us all. We usually have music playing in the house; it's better than having the TV blasting. When Dave brought back the drinks he asked Sandy to dance. They were dancing very slow and close and I couldn't hear all they were saying but it seemed like get to know you type stuff. Meanwhile Jim and I were getting close also. We were making out and doing some heavy petting. He had my top open and was playing with my tits as we kissed. 

Dave and Sandy looked over at us and Dave said, "Since they seem to be other wise occupied how about a tour of the house?" 

Sandy looked up at Dave and replied, "As long as it includes a tour of the bedroom." 

Mockingly joking Dave said, "I think I'm going to like this woman. Why don't we start there you can see the rest of the house later."

They were taking off their clothes as they headed for the bedroom. Dave told me later that they were naked by the time they reach the room. He turned and looked at Sandy naked and could see why Jim and myself could find Sandy so desirable. She is a very beautiful woman especially naked. She walked over to him and they kissed. Sandy started kissing down his body and took his cock right in her mouth. He pulled her up and kissed her again and said, "That was fantastic but I just have to have you right now." Sandy got on the bed on all fours and Dave was standing ready to enter her from behind when we walked in. 

Pretending to be upset I yelled, "AND JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" 

Sandy was laying with her head on the bed and her ass in the air. She just smiled and said, "Just getting to know each other." 

With my hands on my hips I huffed, "and you didn't think I would want to see this?" 

Sandy raised up on her knees and reached for my hand. Pulling me close to the bed she asked, "Would you like the same view Dave had when Jim entered you for the first time? You know how much your husband wants to see me go down on you."

Her words put me in a trance and I just climbed up on the bed and lay beneath her. She leaned back over me so we were in a 69. I saw Dave's cock right above me at the entrance of Sandy's pussy. I reached up and stroked it a couple times then brought the tip to my lips and kissed it. I rubbed Sandy's lips with Dave's cock then pulled him forward until the head pierced her pussy. I let go and watched as inch by inch my husband's cock disappeared into Sandy's pussy. Without a doubt it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Just when Dave was buried deep in Sandy's pussy I felt her hot wet mouth on my pussy. Just like the first time she went down on me, I started cumming at the first touch. Dave stayed balls deep in Sandy and watched her eat my pussy then slowly started pumping in and out of her.

Sandy kept me in one continuous orgasm. I saw Dave start to tense up and knew he was about ready. I reached up and squeezed his balls until he had given Sandy all he had. His cock slipped out of Sandy and fell to my lips. I licked and sucked him clean while Sandy kept licking my pussy. Dave stepped back pulling his cock from my mouth. Looking up I see this most beautiful pussy right above me and I can see Dave's cum oozing out. Until I met Sandy the idea of being with another woman never even came into my mind but all of a sudden I just couldn't resist and pulled Sandy's pussy down into my mouth. 

As soon as my mouth was on her pussy Sandy screamed, "Oh God yes! I have wanted you to do that since we first met!" It was nothing like I had ever tasted before; her juices mixed with my husbands. I went after her like a woman possessed. I heard Dave from somewhere in the back, in a voice that was very calm as if nothing was happening say, "Well that was unexpected." 

To which Jim replied just as calmly, "Not really. I had a feeling it was just a mater of time but didn't want to get your hopes up." After that I lost all concern for anything except the mouth on my pussy and the pussy in my mouth.

Very soon Sandy and I were clutching each other tightly as we rode out our first mutual orgasm. We fell apart and I turned to lie next to her. We kissed and I turned on my side facing the guys. Sandy was snuggled up behind me. I looked at the guys and they were standing there with their arms folded across their chest and two of the hardest cocks I've ever seen. Dave turns to Jim and in that same calm nothing is happening voice said, "Maybe I should have taped that." 

In the same manner Jim says, "Now is a fine time to think about it." 

I roll on my back looking up at Sandy and say, "There will be other times to tape it." I pull Sandy's head to me and kiss her then smile and say, "Many other times." We look back at the guys and they are standing there dumbfounded. I say to Sandy, "Didn't I promise you something when we got here?" 

Sandy's eyes flew open and her mouth dropped, "You mean right now?" 

I looked up at her and said, "Well the guys seem more than ready." As I scooted off the bed I told her, "ok, lady, who do you want where?" Sandy jumped up and like a cat and landed on all fours and said, "I don't care. Surprise me, just do it. Do me now!"

Dave said since Jim has had Sandy for a while he wanted another piece of her and got behind her. Jim said, "Fine by me, but you don't know what you're missing she is damn near as good as Kathy when it comes to sucking cock." 

Sandy slapped his cock teasingly and he said, "It is very very close." 

Dave just took Sandy's hips in his hands and said, "I know I did have a sample but I want more of this pussy." 

Sandy trying to prove she is second to no one dove onto Jim's cock. He started groaning and between gasp said, "She may have just taken first place." Sandy smiled as much as you can with a cock in your mouth. I looked and Dave was still standing behind Sandy just watching her blowjob. 

I walked over and took his cock in my hand and stroking it asked, "Do you want me to put it in her for you?" 

Dave said, "That does make it kind of special." I had one hand on his cock and one on his back. I rubbed his cock up and down Sandy's slit and pushed his back and his cock slid into her. I held my hand on her mound and felt Dave's cock going deep in to Sandy's pussy. Once he was all the way in I kissed him and said, "Enjoy yourself. I am going to get this on tape."

I quickly got the camcorder from the closet and turned it on. I got between Dave's legs and started with him fucking Sandy and then came out and around to where she was still sucking Jim. She took her mouth off Jim's cock long enough to kiss the tip then blow a kiss to the camera. With her eyes looking right at the camera went back to sucking Jim's cock. I got off the bed and pulled back to get all three in the viewfinder. They had a very beautiful fluid movement going and I could not believe how exciting it was watching my lover and my husband with another woman. The camera was on all three of them but I kept my eye on Sandy. I wanted to see her face when they both exploded in her. I knew "my guys" and I don't know how, maybe they use signals or something, but they work well as a team and always cum within a microsecond of each other. I knew the second they came there was this indescribable look on Sandy's face. I know it must be the same look I get because their timing is so perfect it always takes me by surprise. You know it is coming but you expect one then the other not both at the same time and it is mind blowing.

Sandy rolled off Jim's cock and she and Dave fell to the bed with Dave's cock still in her. I turned off the camera and sat next to her. I stroked her and softly asked, "So what do you think about having both my guys at the same time." 

She just panted breathlessly, "That was fantastic." 

I kissed her and said, "To get the full effect you have to have them change and go again." 

She rolled on her back pulling Dave's cock from her and moaned, "Oh no not now I couldn't." 

I laughed taking Dave's limp cock in my hand saying, "No not now the guys won't be ready for a while." I took Dave's cock in my mouth and cleaned their combined juices from him. They tasted every bit as good as the last time. 

Stroking my arm Sandy asked, "What about me? Who's going to clean my pussy from your husbands mess?" 

I was just rolling over between her legs when Jim jumped up and surprised us all saying, "Dave's been cleaning up my messes from Kathy's pussy now this is my pussy to clean up." He got between Sandy's legs. 

Just before he started Sandy ran her fingers through his hair saying, "So this is your pussy. Are you sure you want to go there?" 

Jim licked the full length of her slit and looked her in the eyes and said, "We'll talk later" then dove between her legs. Sandy's head rolled back and she went into another world.

Dave and I left the two of them alone and went to the living room and fixed more drinks. We were sitting on the couch and I had my legs over Dave's and we were kissing and just making out. I was thinking that Jim and Sandy had been in there much longer than it takes to clean a pussy. I know I've had mine cleaned many times and even cleaned one myself. They come out a few minutes later. Jim sits next to me and Sandy sits on the chair opposite us. Jim says, "Guys we have a big favor to ask. Sandy and I were talking and we decided to make our relationship exclusive, except you guys of course. Neither of us wants to give up what we have found with you two. 

The problem is our office. They are scared to death of sexual harassment and while they don't care about employees dating they have a very strict policy about management dating employees. Since I'm management and Sandy is not we will have to keep this away from the office. Now to keep the other guys from hitting on Sandy all the time and the women from trying to keep setting her up she has to be involved in a relationship. Now for office parties and things like happy hour she will have to show up with the same person. We were hopping that since Kathy and I have been going to different parties and every one thinks we are "together" maybe Sandy could "borrow" Dave?" If and when Sandy and I decide to get married or something and people ask me what happened to Kathy I can truthfully say she married my best friend. Well that's about it; Sandy wants to date Dave while I keep dating Kathy. Some things we will all go to together and some things will be just for myself or for Sandy"

I swung my legs from Dave's lap to Jim's and said, "So the party next Saturday won't be our last date?" 

He kissed me and said, "No there will be many more." 

Sandy walked over in front of Dave and sweetly said, "You won't have to stay home and wait any more we'll have our own dates." She stepped up on the couch and her pussy was right in Dave's face. She rubbed her mound and said, "You are the only one that hasn't tasted me yet." Dave dove into her pussy and suddenly pulled back. Sandy laughed and said, "Sorry about that I know you expected a freshly cleaned pussy but Jim and I got carried away. Besides Jim tells me you have gotten to like cleaning up after him." Dave just smiled and dove back in to her pussy

Jim and I watched them for a while but it wasn't long before my own pussy was getting hot and wet. I got up and offered my pussy to Jim, which he took most wantonly. Sandy reached for my hand and we came together and kissed as our respective partners ate us out. Then something happened, something unexpected, something I had never heard of or read about. Sandy and I shared our orgasm through our kiss, which intensified the orgasm even more. Our knees got very week and the guys lowered us to their laps facing each other; we were still kissing.

When we broke the kiss my hand fell to my side and landed on the hottest, hardest throbbing cock I had ever felt. I looked at Jim and he just smiled. Then I looked at Sandy and she had one in her hand as well. The two of us got these shit eating grins and sprang off the guy's laps as I yelled, "I think they are ready for you!" Sandy got on her hands and knees on the couch. The guys took different places than they had last time and I was able to watch Sandy get her second threesome with two guys.

Once they all got their breath back Jim said they had to leave. They got dressed and we walked them to the door. Sandy turned and asked, "So what time are you picking me up Saturday?" 

Dave thought for a moment then said, "I'll tell you what I'll call you." 

Sandy shook her head and said, "Isn't it always the way; they fuck your brains out then say they'll call but they never do." We all laughed then kiss each other goodbye.

The fifth party was the one I was most looking forward to. It is a big fancy diner dance at one of the hotels downtown. I was really looking forward to dressing up for Jim but I was sad because it was our last "agreed to" date. There were 5 parties that Jim needed dates for and this was the last. Then last week Jim changed the rules and we would be dating a lot more. Not only that but my husband will be "on loan" to Jim's girlfriend Sandy.

So here we are my husband and I getting all dressed to go to this fancy party except we are not going with each other. Jim will be picking me up and Dave and Sandy are having their "first" date. I know since our dating is for appearance only for Jim and Sandy's company it would be easy for Jim and Sandy to just pick us up and all go together. To the four of us these are real dates. Dave is going out with Sandy and Jim is taking me out on real dates.

Dave was waiting downstairs. He was just getting ready to leave and pick up his date but wanted to see me all dressed first. When I came down he whistled and said, "I hope the four of us get together later. I sure would like some of that myself." 

I smiled and said, "You know, every time Jim takes me out I always come back with my pussy full." I bent over the arm of the couch not wanting to mess my hair. I pulled my short skirt over my hips and said, "How would you like to get at me first for a change?" Dave dropped his pants right there and pulled my panties aside and fucked me good and hard. 

When he pulled out of me he said, "Thanks baby. That was great but I have to go pick up my date." He kissed me goodbye and left me with a pussy full of cum for my date.

I didn't have long to wait. Jim was at my door in 20 minutes. He and Dave must have left at the same time since it is only 20 minutes to Sandy's house. He came in all dressed up with a rose for me. He took one look at me and said, "God, you look good enough to eat." I smiled and said, "Funny you should say that." I sat on the arm of the couch; the same one Dave just fucked me over not 20 minutes ago. I pulled up my short skirt and Jim could see my wet panties. I said, "Dave left you something and I would like to get cleaned up before we go."

Jim was already on the floor between my legs pulling my panties aside when he said, "And I didn't leave anything for him." 

I stroked his hair as he dove into my pussy and said, "I'm sure you will before the night is over." After three very beautiful orgasms my pussy was once again clean. I dropped my skirt down and asked, "Shall we go?"




On Loan with a Twist



Dave said his reception was just the opposite. When he got to Sandy's house she was still in her robe but had her hair and makeup done. Once he was inside she coyly said, "I know this is our first date but since we have already been fucking I didn't expect it to be a normal first date." 

He walked over to her and put his arm around her saying, "Kathy and Jim's first date started out better than most of my dates would end." 

Stroking his cock Sandy asked, "I have a favor to ask you. When we get to the party and I introduce you as my new boyfriend I want to feel you leaking into my panties. Do you think you could fill me up before we go?" She leaned over the arm of the chair much like I had done. With her ass pointing at him how could he say no? In less than 30 minutes Dave had fucked us both and his date hadn't even started yet.

We all got there about the same time and met up outside. The greeting was just as it would have been when two co-workers met. "Hi, how are you doing?" "Just fine. Looks like a great party." "Maybe we'll see you on the dance floor later?" This being the introduction of her new boyfriend she made a point to introduce him to Jim and Jim introduced me to my husband. Sandy was sitting with the people she worked with and Jim's table was closer to the dance floor with the rest of the management staff.

When Sandy got to her table she introduced her new boyfriend to everyone and had this thrill knowing that his cum was leaking from her. Jim introduced me to the people I had not met at the other parties. All the while I was hanging all over him. Once in a while I would look over and Sandy was doing the same to Dave. All through the diner and speeches Jim and I were kissing and stroking but with taste. I mean we weren't fucking under the table but all could tell that 'we were in love" I'm sure Sandy and Dave were doing likewise only maybe a little more after all they weren't with all the upper level people and she wanted to make it clear that she had found someone.

The party was fantastic. Jim and I were having so much fun. I danced with some of the other guys at our table and flirted some. We only saw Dave and Sandy a couple times on the dance floor. They were doing their own thing with her group. By 11:30 most everyone had left. I asked Jim if he was about ready to go and he pulled me aside. He said, "I hope your husband won't be upset if you don't come home tonight." Then he pulled out a room key. 

I was surprised to say the lest. I stammered, "We never talked about me staying out all night. I better call him and see." I ducked away from everyone so I could call Dave. There wasn't any answer at home even though I knew they had left. I called his cell and he answered. 

I told my husband what Jim had in mind and to my surprise he said, "Sounds great honey. I know you will enjoy yourself. I'm sure Sandy will keep me company till we see you."

That is something I had not thought of, if I was spending the night with Jim then it would stand to reason that he would stay with Sandy. I asked, "Is she with you now? Where are you" "Yes, she is right here. We're in the car. See you in the morning." I was somewhat in shock when I went back to Jim and told him it was all right with Dave but that he was still with Sandy. This was a night of surprises when he said, "Great, I figured they would stay together."

Jim led me to the room and for the first time since he and I had been "going out" I felt like I was cheating. Once in the room and Jim kissed me that feeling started to go away but never really left. The whole night with the sucking and fucking it somehow felt different. In a way guilty and in another way very exciting. I had never stayed away from Dave the whole night and certainly not with another man. The sex that night was great and being alone with him in a hotel room just added to the pleasure. 

The next morning I was awaken by Jim's hard cock sliding into me for what must have been the fifth time. It was a wonderful way to wake up and I fucked him wantonly and hard. It was the hardest wildest fucks we had ever had then a case of the guilts came in and I called home. There was no answer so I assumed that he stayed at Sandy's. I called his cell and he picked up right away. I felt ashamed as I said, "We are about ready to leave. I should be home in a little while." You could have knocked me over with a feather when he said, "Why don't you two meet us in the coffee shop for breakfast first." 

At first I was angry, "You two were here all night? You let me feel....."

Dave asked me, "Feel what baby? Didn't you enjoy your night with Jim?"

I was stunned and said, "You said you were in the car. I thought you were going ...."

Dave laughed and said, "We were in the car. We had walked some friends of Sandy's out to their car and we were so hot for each other that the car was closer than the room."

"You bastard" I said playfully. "Here I was feeling like a cheat and you were doing the same thing."

I knew Dave was smiling when he said, "That did add to the excitement didn't it?" 

When I told Jim he laughed and said, "I'm glad, if he had been sitting home waiting for you I would feel more guilty." 

I said, "So I wasn't the only one who felt it last night?" 

Jim took me in his arms and said, "No, but it made it more exciting didn't it? Last night we didn't do anything that we haven't done many times in front of your husband and Sandy; we just did it alone together in a hotel room." 

I playfully slapped his arm saying, "You're as big a bastard as my husband."

We met Dave and Sandy and I playfully started slapping Dave's arm saying, "Why didn't you tell me you two were staying here? What if we had gone home last night?" 

Dave started laughing and said, "I was just going to call you and invite you two to join us in the room. You said you had plans of your own and I didn't want to take the edge off it for you. You did find it somewhat more exciting that way didn't you?" 

As I slid into the booth I said, "Next time we do this we will all know what is going on." The three of them stopped and in unison said, "The next time?" "Sure why not?"

Why not indeed, we continued to "date" Jim and Sandy for about three years even though they got married about a year later. Jim got promoted and transferred to another division. Since Sandy was not working there anymore they could bring their marriage out of the closet. They live about 100 miles away but we get together often and always vacation together and the sex is still just as good. Sometimes when we go out we will switch and I'll go with Jim and Dave will be with Sandy; just for old time's sake. When Jim runs into someone who knew us back when and they ask about me; Jim just smiles and says, "She is married to my best friend and the four of us get along very well."



On Loan



I parked the car and turned around and they were at it again. They were deeply kissing and Jim's hand was back in her pussy. I said, "We're here you can stop now." 

I went to reach for the door and Kathy broke the kiss and said, "No, wait. Don't open the door yet." She pushed Jim's hand away and pulled down her skirt. She said, "I want to say something before we go in. I know that Jim and I got a little carried away back there." 

I broke in, "A LITTLE?" 

She continued, "Ok, maybe a lot but it got me thinking. I know that we've never acted that way in front of Jim but it was something Jim and I both needed to get out of the way." She stroked my face, "I'm sorry, baby, but I know you enjoyed watching. If I know you, you are ready to explode. When we go in here I want you both to be the other person. I want you to act like he would. I know we were joking about teaching you a lesson but it got me thinking, just how do we act with Jim. So Jim, (she turned to face Jim) I want you to act just as Dave would. You've been with us a long time and know how far we'll go and as bad as we both may want more don't go beyond what you have seen Dave and I doing". She turned back to me and continued, "I think you'll find this educational. Jim and I have been very close, very close, on the dance floor and I'll guide you through as far as we have ever gone. You'll also see just how much of a tease I've been to poor Jim all these years. So do you think you can play the parts? I really want this." Jim and I looked at each other and nodded yes.

Walking up to the club Kathy and Jim were all over each other and I followed behind. That's just what Kathy and I would be doing and if this is the view Jim gets it's hot. It's strange; it's like watching myself with Kathy. Jim always gets the drinks while Kathy and I get the table so this time it's up to me to get the drinks. I'm waiting at the bar and I see them sit down. Kathy is on his lap and he is stroking her thigh just under the hem of her skirt. Again, that is just what I would do. Kathy never sits on a chair, she is either dancing or on either Jim's lap or mine. I get the drinks and head for the table. Kathy is bending down to kiss Jim and his hand moves up to her tit just like I do.

I sit the drinks on the table and they break the kiss. When I sit down I'm looking right up Kathy's skirt at her white panties. We sip our drinks and talk for a short while then Kathy jumps off Jim's lap and says, "Come on Dave, dance with me." I start to get up but she grabs Jim's hand and pulls him to his feet. I sit back down and think, "She is taking this role playing seriously." They danced the way Kathy and I would, in other words they did everything but fuck on the floor. I couldn't believe how hot it was watching them. After a couple songs they came back to the table and again Kathy sat on his lap and again there was the view of her panties.

After a while a slow song comes on and Kathy takes my hand saying, "Your turn Jim, dance with me." She leads me out on the floor and swings into my arms. We are dancing much farther apart than we normally would. This is the first time we have had to talk and she asked, "So how is it being Jim tonight?"

I told her, "I can't believe how hot it is watching you two. No wonder Jim goes home and jacks off."

Kathy smiled and said, "You caught that too huh? While you concentrate on me it seems that he is concentrating on what you are doing to me. He has your moves down, it's like I'm still with you."

As we dance I say, "I know, I've been watching you two and it is like watching us. Speaking of watching, did you know that when I'm sitting at the table I'm looking at your panties."

Kathy said without even thinking about it, "Of course I do. You wouldn't see them if I didn't want you to and we said we were going to everything the same."

I pull back just a bit and ask, "You mean that this is the view Jim always gets?"

Kathy said, "Well yes. It has been for about three years now. I caught him trying to look up my skirt one night when we were out. I was wearing my black lace and he seemed to have trouble seeing anything. That night I decided to make it as easy as possible for him. Have you noticed that every time we all go out together I always wear either white or bright colored panties? That's to make it easy for him to see them."

I shook my head and said, "And you wonder why he goes home and jacks off."

Kathy pulls me tight to her and says, "Well he won't tonight and if you thought watching us dance was hot wait till you see him fuck me."

I was almost panting as I said, "I'm so hot now I won't last 5 seconds!"

Kathy winks at me and says, "I'll talk to my "husband" and maybe he will drive home so I can get you off in the car. I want you ready to party when we get home."

We went back to the table and had another round of drinks while I watched Jim play with Kathy's tit each time he kissed her. I watched while he stroked her higher and higher on her thigh and I still had that full view of her panties. If we have been doing this to poor Jim all these years it would be considered cruel and unusual punishment. I'm glad he is finally getting the chance to fuck Kathy, we owe him. I guess this night was educational.

Finally we left and "Dave" said he would drive and I knew what that meant and boy was I ready. Kathy and I got in the back seat and started kissing. Those were the hottest wettest most passionate kisses we have ever shared. Jim had just pulled out of the parking lot when Kathy opened my pants and pulled them down. As soon as her hand touched my cock it started pumping and she quickly put her mouth over it. Her lips no sooner touched my cock than I was shooting in her mouth. She sucked me completely dry then said, "Honey, I think your friend enjoyed watching us tonight. I barely got my mouth on him in time." 

Jim just laughed and said, "I know exactly how he feels. I've been there many nights, usually after going out with you guys."

We got home and once inside Kathy turned to Jim and put her arms around his neck and said, "I want to thank you, Jim, for giving me the most outrageous first date I've ever had. I can't wait till our next one. I can get really wild on a second date." Jim knew the date was over when she called him "Jim" and you could see the look of disappointment in his face. 

Jim kind of meekly squeaked out, "So our date is over now?" 

Kathy kissed him and said, "For tonight it is (and Jim slumped even lower) now all I want to do is to fuck my husband's best friend's brains out and hope it will get my husband hard enough I can have both of you." 

Jim's eyes got big and shown like diamonds and he yelled, "WELL, ALL RIGHT!!!" 

Kathy pulled him close and kissed him hard and wet and whispered, "You didn't think I was going to leave you to go home and jack off did you?" 

Jim said, "Well it wouldn't be the first time." 

She stroked his face and said, "I'm sorry (she looked at me) we both are for the way we have treated you these years. I should have stopped teasing you or fucked you years ago. From now on you will never leave with out being taken care of."

They started kissing again and Kathy started to undress Jim. He took the hint and started removing Kathy's clothes. I ran to get the camcorder, Kathy said she wanted to see my face. By the time I got back to the room they were still kissing but they were down to their briefs and panties. I got the camera up and on just as Jim got down in front of Kathy. He had his hands on the sides of her panties ready to pull them off. Kathy held his hands in place, looked down at him and said, "I was thinking of you when I bought these today. The only reason I wore them was for you to pull them off me. I have been waiting for this moment all night. I just wanted you to know that." She let go of his hands and he very slowly pulled them down over her hips. He leaned in and kissed her bush when it came in view then slowly pulled them the rest of the way down her legs. Kathy stepped out of her panties and opened her legs. Jim just sat and stared at her. Gently he reached out like touching a priceless piece of art.

Kathy stepped forward so she was standing right in front of Jim. She took hold of his head and shoved him into her pussy. She let out a loud moan as Jim's tongue shot deep into her pussy. After the first stab he was feasting away like a starving man. The camera was set on the table, not the best angle if I was doing a porno but good enough to catch everything that was going to happen that night. It was hooked up to the TV so Kathy could see what was being recorded. She watched herself being eaten by Jim then looked at me. I was just pulling my briefs off and she smiled and blew me a kiss saying, "I love you."

Just then her orgasm took over and her knees got weak. I caught her and as I lay her on the couch whispered to her, "I could never love you more." We kissed as her breathing came back to normal. She pulled Jim up to stand in front of her and pulled down his briefs. His cock sprang out in her face. My face was right next to hers and she smiled at me and took his whole cock in her mouth. She sucked him a couple times then kissed me. Again she sucked him a couple times the went to kiss me; I pulled her head to me and kissed her hard and wet then back away so she could enjoy her first cock other than mine in her mouth. Fortunately for my ego Jim didn't last much longer than I had. Hell, even 10 times longer would still have been less than a minute.

After Kathy sucked all she could from him and let his cock go she fell back on the couch and laughingly asked, "Am I that hot or are you two just starved for sex?" I sat next to Kathy and Jim sat on the other side, all of us naked. Jim and I started kissing and stroking Kathy from her pussy to the top of her head. 

I whispered in her ear, "You know I'm not sex starved with the week we've had." 

At the same time Jim was telling her, "You've always been that hot since the day I met you." 

Kathy reached down and took both our cocks in her hands. Even though Jim just came in her mouth he was as rock hard as I was, and that was the hardest I have ever been. She stroked us and kissed us saying, "You guys know how to make a girl feel sexy. Now I think I want to make use of these two beautifully hard cocks. I want Dave to cum in my mouth and (turning to Jim) you will get to fuck that pussy you've been dreaming about."

I stood up and Jim started to get between her legs and she stopped us. She said, "Not like that. I have something else in mind." She had me lay on the floor and sat next to me. Stroking my cock she said, "I want you under me so you have the best view when Jim's cock enters me the very first time." She swung her knee over me in a 69 and took my cock in her mouth. Jim came over and his knees were on either side of my head. His cock was at the entrance to Kathy's pussy. I watched as the head of his cock entered her and she rose off my cock just long enough to let out a loud moan. The only thing that kept me form cumming right then was being so fascinated with the sight before me. I watched as Kathy's pussy opened up and Jim's cock slid slowly into her. I couldn't believe how beautiful it was to see another man's cock fucking my wife's pussy. I raised up on my elbows and started licking her clit while Jim fucked her. 

Again she came off my cock and screamed her way through a very intense orgasm. I saw Jim tense up and as Kathy attacked my cock with gusto I watched Jim pump his load into her pussy. Needless to say only nano seconds later I shot my load into Kathy's mouth. She would not let my cock go until it was completely drained and had gone soft. The way she was sucking I thought it would never go soft again. Finally we all fell together on the floor. No one said a word for the longest time. Then Kathy gasped, "That was fantastic and just as soon as you guys are ready I want you to change places and do me again." 

Jim and I look at each other and laugh and I said, "I think we could at lest use a drink but by no means are we finished with you." Kathy squealed and jumped up to get the drinks.

In less than a minute Kathy returned with two beers and a glass of wine. As she handed Jim his beer he said, "In a hurry are we?" 

She sat between us and moaned, "You guys have no way of knowing what it is like to have both of you cumming in me at the same time." 

I laughed and said, "It is possible but neither of us are willing to try that" then Jim and I did a high five. 

As we sipped our drinks Jim said, "I can't believe you guys. Never in a million years did I ever hope for something like this."

Kathy seemed surprised and said, "I thought this is what you wanted."

Jim looked at Kathy and said, "When I asked if you would go out with me I just wanted to not go alone."

In mock anger I said, "NOW's a fine time to tell us that."

We all laughed and as Kathy stroked his cock he leaned over to suck on her tit. Kathy said, "I guess it is too late now (running her fingers through Jim's hair) that is unless you want to stop. 

Jim just slipped lower till he was at her pussy. He looked up at her and said, "No chance!" then he dove into her pussy. Kathy moved all the way down until my cock was fully engulfed in her mouth. My cock very quickly began to grow and when it was totally hard she stopped. 

She looked up at me and kissed the tip saying, "The goal was just to get it hard." She looked back at Jim and it seems that licking her luscious pussy had done the trick. Stroking my cock she said, "I think you boys are ready for round two." She got on her hands and knees shaking her ass at me and said, "This time you get my pussy." 

Jim stood and asked, "Do you want me under you?" 

She laughed and said, "Only if you want to see my husband fucking me." 

He stood in front of her and said, "I'd like to see that but not that close."

I watched as she took Jim's cock in her mouth again. I can't get over how excited I get watching her take another man's cock. It doesn't matter if it is in her mouth or her pussy; it is just so hot. What makes it even better is when I get to use the other hole. Then I shoved my cock balls deep into her pussy. Jim and I got a good rhythm going and both of us were able to last much longer. Jim reached down to play with Kathy's tit and she moaned. I took the other one and judging form the way Kathy's body would tense and relax she was going through many mini orgasms. Jim and I looked at each other grinning then it became real to me that we were both fucking my wife and I lost it without any warning. I just started shooting into Kathy's pussy. This set off a chain reaction and Kathy's body went totally stiff and she screamed out her orgasm. Just as she closed her mouth back on Jim's cock it was his turn and she milked every bit she could get.

We all collapsed on the floor. Jim and Kathy snuggled close and I got a blanket to cover us. We went to sleep right there on the floor but before we fell asleep Kathy said, "If either of you get "the urge" during the night don't hesitate I'll be ready and willing just let me have it." With that Jim and I wrapped our arms around Kathy and fell asleep.

Sometime during the night I felt Kathy stroking my cock. When my eyes opened she kissed me and took my hand and put it on her pussy. I expected she wanted me to play with her pussy which I was more than willing to do. What I found was her pussy stuffed full of Jim's cock. Kathy and I kissed while I kept my hand between her legs feeling my best friend's cock slide in and out of my wife's pussy. I can't explain what a thrill it was kissing her and feeling her getting fucked.

We finally got to sleep and when I woke in the morning Kathy was gone. I went into the kitchen and she was making coffee. Her back was to me and she was still as naked as I was. My cock started growing the moment I saw her. I walked up behind and put my arms around her. My cock was between her ass cheeks and rock hard already. Without looking she pushed back against me and said, "That has go to be my husband." 

I turned her around and asked, "How could you tell?" 

She smiled and said, "I know how you hug me and with my "limited experience" I'm learning the difference between your cocks. There is just enough difference to be different." She stroked my cock saying, "How about a quickie before sleepyhead wakes up and wants me for breakfast?"

I reached down to stroke her pussy and my hand got drenched and I said, "My God, woman you are positively dripping. What's going through your mind this morning?" 

She grabbed my cock and pulled me to the table saying, "I couldn't believe how incredibly exciting last night was and how much I love you for giving it to me and how much I want this cock deep in my pussy." She turned and leaned over the table and opened her legs wide. There was that beautiful wet dripping pussy and I just drove my cock balls deep in one move. I pounded into her with a fever I've never known before. Every stroke brought back another vision from the night before; Kathy sucking Jim's cock; Jim eating Kathy's pussy; the sight of Jim's cock sliding into Kathy's pussy just inches above my face. Both of us were so turned on that we came in just seconds after I plunged into her.

Kathy was sitting on my lap, both still naked, talking about least night and drinking coffee. Jim finally came in and not knowing what to expect the morning after was wearing his pants. He was rubbing his eyes trying to wake up and yawned, "Morning guys." When he finally saw us he smiled and said, "I guess everything is ok from last night?" 

Kathy stood up and walked over to kiss him good morning saying, "Everything is much more than alright." She kissed him lightly on the cheek and as she pulled away said, "I think you are a little over dressed. Now what do you boys want for breakfast; coffee, tea or me?" 

Jim sat next to me and still shaking the sleep away said, "I'll start with coffee, but I definitely want another piece of you after that." 

I just smiled and said, "I'm fine I've already had some of both."

I noticed that Jim could not take his eyes of Kathy's naked body as she got him his coffee and brought it back to him. She then went to pull out the frying pan to fix some bacon and eggs. When she pulled out the full apron so she wouldn't burn her tits I got up and walked over to her. I kissed her neck and said, "Why don't I get dressed and go get a Sunday paper and some bagels. That way you and Jim can spend some time together." 

Jim had the biggest grin on his face and Kathy looked at Jim and smiled and said, "Are you sure? You don't have to." 

I kissed her and said, "There is no reason you should have to cook. I'll be back in 45 minutes to an hour." Kathy would have never asked but I knew she would love some one on one with Jim. Jim was beaming so much he couldn't wait for me to leave. They both knew they didn't have to wait but there was something illicit about waiting till I was out of the door.

It was closer to an hour when I returned and they were in a 69 on the floor. Kathy later told me that he came in her mouth and in her pussy then licked her clean to the tune of three orgasms. They had just gotten into the 69 when I came home. Jim and I shared Kathy two more times that day. Before he left I said, "I guess you know that we have agreed to let you "date" Kathy for your parties but the only one fucking her will be you." I thought for a moment and continued, "I can't believe I just said that." We all laughed and Jim left.

Kathy did go out with him for the holiday season. There were 5 different engagements and each time Kathy came home freshly fucked and I gladly cleaned her up. I assumed it was Jim I was cleaning out of Kathy but I never asked and they never said. We would always have a good three-way and Jim would stay over. Jim and Kathy usually had a one on one the next morning before he left.




On Loan



That was the way it was until the third party when Kathy came home but was not freshly fucked. That's when things took on a whole different twist, but that's another story.



On Location



Near the area where we were living was a very wide, and most of the time very dry river bed. It was a great place to take pictures, with so many different backgrounds, like nice sand, driftwood trees and so forth.

We took off on a weekday to go shoot some nudes of Ilene, figuring there would be no one around the place we wanted to use. Boy, were we ever wrong. There were two or three vehicles close to the area when we arrived, but we figured we could go far enough in that we would be alone. We found our spot, spread out our blanket on the sand, and she took off her clothes to let any marks from her belt or jeans fade before we proceeded.

We hadn’t been there five minutes when a pickup came bouncing down the path into the river bottom. Ilene went behind our car, but the yahoos parked no more then thirty yards from where we were at. Three guys and the inevitable twelve pack. 

Disappointed, Ilene put her silk robe on until we figured out what we wanted to do. That robe barely covered her ass, and she tied it loose so that the front was open a few inches, all the way to her waist. As she was sitting down on our blanket, two more vehicles came in, not to join the first group, because they went to different place. So now we had two groups around us, with about a dozen people. 

We proceeded to eat the lunch we had brought with us, talking about moving to another area and how disappointed we were not to be able to use the place we were in. Another pickup pulled in, joining the first one, with six people on board, including two young women.

Now we had nearly twenty people around us, so we figured the day was shot. Then, the two young ladies from the last vehicle walked over to our blanket and very embarrassed, asked if we had any toilet paper they could use. Ilene laughed and got up to go to the car and get the extra roll we always kept handy. The girls noticed her robe, and since it was pretty obvious she had nothing on underneath, one of them grinned and said she hoped they hadn’t spoiled anything by showing up.

Ilene explained that she did some modeling, and that we had come to this location to shoot some pictures as sort of a test, but it would be hard with all the people around since the test was to see how she would look, nude, against the backgrounds. The girls were intrigued by the idea, and said that they were pretty sure that THEIR group wouldn’t mind at all. We looked at each other, and the concept of an interesting episode was obviously forming for both of us. I told the girls that they might mention it to their gang, but there were others around now, who might be offended. They said they would, and they took off back to their trucks.

We watched them go from camp site to camp site, until finally they came back and told us they had talked to everybody, and no one seemed to have a problem if we went ahead with our shoot. They also asked if they and their friends could come over and watch us. I looked at Ilene and she just grinned, so I told the girls it was fine and that we would start when we were through eating.

A few minutes later, we took my camera gear and walked over to the tree in the picture. Ilene fluffed her hair and let the breeze shape it, then checked her makeup, making a general fuss about her looks which allowed our audience to start walking over to where we were at. The two girls came first, accompanied by two guys. They introduced themselves and I shook hands with them. I told them we were going to use the tree for a prop and asked that they stay behind me, so they all sat down about ten feet back. 

I told Ilene that I wanted her to lean on the tree trunk, behind some branches, for our first shot, and that I was ready. She calmly opened up her robe and tossed it aside, leaving her completely nude, about twenty feet from our guests. Behind me I heard the girls giggle and the guys mumbling something, but I continued to talk to Ilene to get her into position.

Over the next hour or so, I shot about five rolls of film of her, and our audience increased from the first four, to nearly two dozen people by the time we were through. Although they chatted quietly amongst themselves, they never interfered with what we were doing. They just watched and enjoyed.

When we were done, Ilene walked over to the girls and started chatting with them about whether they had ever considered doing any modeling. While that was going on, guys came up to me and were extremely complimentary about Ilene, asking who she was and telling me how great she looked, what a terrific body she had, that she was beautiful. You should have seen the looks when I said that was part of why I had married her.

One guy in particular, could not believe that she was my wife, and that I was letting her hang out with everyone, naked. I told him that it sounded as though he had a hang up and couldn’t understand that naked or not, she was my wife and I loved her.

We went back to our blanket where we sat around with about half a dozen people, drinking and nibbling on chips and stuff. Ilene stayed naked, which everyone liked, and she even told them that she was naked because it made people curious as well as horny, and when they are curious, they look. She then told them that when people look at her while she is nude, it is a major turn on for her, so she hoped they would all just look and enjoy themselves. They did, and our camera safari turned into a terrific afternoon. 

After the sun went down and we had a big bonfire going, someone brought out a radio and cranked up the music. Ilene had mentioned being a dancer, and one of the guys asked her to dance for us. I tell you, watching her dancing nude, in that firelight, was one erotic sight. Watching her dance with one of the guys was even more exciting. Then, when we had everyone up and dancing, and one of the other girls had taken off her top for her boy friend, it turned into quite a party.

It seems that the spontaneous stuff always worked best. If we had tried to plan this one, it would have never worked.



On Love and Sex



By an Apprentice of the Erotic Arts

Well, our sexuality is such an important part of our being that discussion of it is bound to be complex: there are as many sexualities as there human beings. We are by turns tender, controlling, lascivious, manipulative, insecure and surprisingly fragile. 

Do I believe in love? Yes definitely, whatever love may be, as Prince Charles once famously and rather clumsily said. That's just the point, love is so difficult to define, as with the case of our sexual response, any tendency towards romantic inclination may be completely different in one person to another. Let's take a different starting point: 'you know when you've met the one'. I think there is definitely some truth in that. If I had to try and rationalize things, I would define love as a cocktail of intellectual and emotional compatibility, a strong sense of mutually shared fun and exploration of life together, humour, emotional empathy and compassion, and of course a strong dose of enduring sexual attraction. Take any of those elements away and of course things immediately become more difficult.

For me, the emotional and sexual elements of a relationship are quite inseparable. I personally don't really get why people do casual sexual encounters, without any emotional feeling at all. Well I do, out of loneliness, disappointment, or dare I say it, desperation sometimes. This is why for me, Samantha's character in Sex and the City cuts such a sad figure: wordly and utterly sexual, and completely capable in indulging in sex for her own personal gratification, but at the same time utterly incapable of emotional attachment. It's such a shame, but I suppose there are many like her. This is why any truly gratifying romantic relationship requires a strong dose of emotional courage.

If you have been hurt, and most of us have, it becomes increasingly difficult to let yourself go and to open yourself up to someone. This is also why a strong moral and social aim underpins the way I try and express myself. At the risk of sounding pretentious, I want to write for people who will appreciate it, and hopefully be uplifted by it. I'd like to think that I can write uplifting romantic fiction and erotica for ... the disappointed, the lonely, the abandoned, those who think they will never love again, those who think they've blown their best chance of romantic fulfilment, those who are obliged to lead romantically or sexually empty lives, for whatever reason. You never know what encounter or chance meeting may be just around the corner, for we human beings are both worse and better than we think we are. My characters suffer the pangs of loss, guilt, envy, and romantic, emotional and sexual deprivation, but they also become stronger for it. It is, I believe, all part of life's rich tapestry from which we can all learn.

The human sexual response is so fascinating because it is so varied, and because it identifies the very way that we exist and define ourselves as loving, creative beings. What may be completely normal to one person may be very much out of bounds to another. Our sexuality is a fluid, living thing that some degree defies definition, because our perception of it and relationship to it is in a constant state of flux. We do all have sexual fantasies, but some of us are far more comfortable with how we explore them, and how far we explore them, and in principle there is nothing wrong with that. I think the really crucial thing is not to force or coerce your partner into places where you want them to go. Complete trust and consensus in sex is I feel absolutely essential. Having seen a fair range of erotic writing, non-consensual sex or even the use of physical force appears to be a turn-on for some people. I have serious misgivings about that. Where we are going into rape fantasies, or the old male willingness to misunderstand and maintain that 'she wanted it really' I believe we are straying into extremely dangerous territory. As the at least physically stronger gender, men have a particular responsibility here. Where non-consensual reality and erotic fantasy start to mingle the consequences are potentially disastrous, even fatal. I challenge any male readers in particular to really think about the full consequences of their actions here, or at least let fantasy remain firmly in the realm of fantasy.

Don't get me wrong, I'm no enemy of censorship, but for me there are limits, and they need to be carefully defined. That being said, provided there is total trust and consent in a loving relationship, issues of sexual power, or at least the fluctuating dynamics of seduction, become far more interesting to me. I believe it's all part of a fun, loving relationship to endeavour to do the things that turn your partner on, whether it be bondage, dressing up in latex, whatever. Such things don't really do it for me personally, but it is also a very basic truth that the more you creatively put into a sexual relationship, then the more you are likely to get out of it. We all have sexual boundaries which can be pushed, it's all about whether and how those boundaries should be pushed that sexual experimentation and the fulfilment of fantasies becomes so much more interesting. The evolution of a relationship can be quite fascinating, and if the chemistry is right it can develop from something relatively mundane into something far more edgy.

I do feel relatively comfortable talking about this area, because I think that most well-balanced human beings have a healthy interest in sex, we are naturally curious about what other people are getting up to. We have an inclination to hear about it in the case of gossip, to read about it, in the case of erotica, and in some cases to view it, either on film, or even in extreme cases in person. I think that women are every bit as interested in sex as men, but our society prevents them from expressing it or indulging it in public. I absolutely reject the idea that porn or erotica are just for men, women can get a lot of satisfaction from it too, and the adult industry as a whole caters for their needs quite poorly.

The main problem I have with male heterosexuality is that it can veer off to extremes far too easily, it can take on a compulsive nature.It's commonly accepted that men are subject to more powerful and extreme sexual urges than women, and to some degree that needs to be controlled. It's also interesting to note that when a woman is subject to those strong urges it is far more of a rarity, but exactly because of that it becomes an area of great interest in the erotic domain - ' she really let go of herself and started behaving like a real slut.' It's a line we've all heard before, and it's significance is largely overestimated, as it takes place far more in male fantasies than anywhere else!

Women are interested in sex, and it has been revealing – and arousing to me – in recent months, when reading various erotic texts, just how sensually and erotically they can write. In fact I would go so far to say that women are far more erotic and sensual beings, and understand far better how to express genuinely moving and stimulating eroticism. This is why female sexuality is so fascinating to me, it is so much more complex, subtle and multi-faceted. Men are losing out in comparison because our society in many ways inhibits emotional expression in men alongside the sexual.

Men also have a tendency to objectify sex and to compartmentalize it from other areas of self-expression too easily. We only need to take the briefest glimpse of the softcore and hardcore pornography available to appreciate that, beautiful and arousing though the images of naked people posing suggestively or indulging in intercourse may be, it is all too often geared towards the male perspective, almost if not always exclusively so. I maintain that a hardcore sexual encounter can be a very beautiful thing to view, but it can also be very ugly. First and foremost, do not impose your standard of what is acceptable in terms of explicitness on others, good eroticists want to titillate and arouse, not offend. The point I am coming to here is that the removal of the surrounding context – often by male producers – does everyone a disservice, especially the female models or actresses who are in danger of being objectified. It is so much more interesting when there is a background story to think about, for me the emotional and the sexual are quite inseparable. The counter argument runs that in a good erotic production you need to cut to the chase pretty quickly, the viewer isn't paying to watch lots of tedious build-up. All that took place in the seventies and eighties when erotica was far more underground than it is today, and where the quality of production was much lower than today.

All men are bastards – actually, no

I'll give an example. Let's say that I wanted to turn people on by depicting an anal sex scene. If I take that out of the air, and merely write about the mechanics of this encounter, and probably the mix of pleasure and pain that is likely to be caused, I'm immediately taking my fantasy beyond the realm of what is normal or acceptable to most sexually active adults. Not impossible, but the majority of us probably haven't been there, we either feel uneasy about it or we may well have had an at best mixed experience. (I haven't been anywhere near anal sex in my private life, for the record, nor is it in itself a particular turn-on for me). For most of us, an anal sex encounter remains firmly in the domain of fantasy, practised only by well practised porn starlets who do it for a living. Further, Western European and North American society has encouraged men to think that way, there is an objectification of women that can lead to men having a really derogatory view of them. On this point, to a certain degree, I'm with the sisterhood. Not wanting to over-generalize here, but if a typical male college student were to sit down and write that anal sex piece I daresay some of that excessive objectification, that reduction of the fairer sex to nothing more than a nice pair of breasts and a shapely backside would probably be present. Indeed, would he have the knowledge and insight to write a piece that would arouse his whole membership, not just the men (and I've already established here that women like erotica too)?

This leads us to a real contradiction – men by and large like sex and appreciate depictions of it. However, our society encourages men to be emotionally impotent, and not to express the valuable and significant emotions that they feel, and which require an outlet before, during and after sex. No woman likes a sissy or a man who is over-emotional, that is quite clear. At the same time I do take issue with the macho stereotype that so many men feel obliged to conform to in relation to their sexual persona. In fact I hate it, it's smug, shallow, at times infantile, (think of those horrible American Pie films) and has no place in a genuinely loving sexual relationship. Men do have far more sensibility and awareness of what creates a solid, emotionally and sexually attuned relationship than they are sometimes given credit for, the problem is to some degree the way in which modern society is structured, and which inhibits that communication and emotional expression. So many young men in particular do experience emotional difficulties because they do not have the same outlets for their frustrations, disappointments and loneliness in the same way that a woman has. Perceived wisdom indicates that men are far less inhibited by society than women in terms of what is normal, socially acceptable behaviour, but is this really true?

The Way Forward

I am therefore seeking a new, balanced erotica, for couples, singles, whoever, but which takes into account the needs of both sexes in equal measure. We are all absolutely equal, regardless of gender, and have the right to equality of treatment. For me, the measure of a good erotic story is that it should be equally arousing to both men and women, though in slightly different ways. It shouldn't shock, offend, or bore, or worse, turn the reader off. Much also depends on the reader's sensibilities. I have come increasingly to feel that good erotica is there to be shared as part of an open, loving relationship. It's quite a nice thought to imagine a committed couple enjoying erotic stories together, reading them to each other even, rather than viewing them as a source of shame and embarrassment to be hidden from their partner. I therefore come back to the point that good erotica for me should be a potent mix of the sexual and the emotional. I just don't get how you can have a truly arousing erotic scene without an emotional build-up, a true empathy for the characters being depicted. To resume with my anal sex scene scenario again, what if we were to take the example of an otherwise happily married wife who, after many years of conjugal contentment, realizes that actually, there are still many things she would like to try, and that anal sex is increasingly arousing her curiosity. To examine a well-rounded, flawed, human character grappling with those uncertainties, doubts and fears, before perhaps indulging in that experimentation, makes that scene – when it does finally come – all the more interesting and rewarding to the reader. I personally don't see anything sordid or dirty about it, it is simply human beings exploring their sexuality in a way which they have been doing for thousands of years. To me, the emotional complexities of the episode and the empathy we as readers start to feel for the protagonists make it far more engaging for the reader.

For me the focus I want to place on a much more female-oriented erotica is my way of redressing the balance, my way of redressing the uncontrolled and harmful sexual aggression I have described above. It's about giving female readers in particular the space to breathe, to imagine themselves in a particular scenario without needing to spell everything out, and allowing them to be the beautiful, sensuous, all too often misunderstood and misrepresented sexual beings that they are. To my mind, the best erotica is not exactly mundane, but it does take place in the kind of scenario, possibly in the workplace, or a chance encounter, in which the reader can imagine oneself without too much difficulty. The reader must not feel intimidated or overawed by the scenario, finding oneself at the centre of a group sex encounter probably won't do it for the silent majority! At the same time, there should be an element of mystery or surprise to the truly stimulating erotic scenario, we want to be tantalized by what may, or may not, happen. Will this be ' the one that got away' or a 'truly earth-shattering' encounter?

Love, like life itself, can be so bittersweet, that sometimes we need to reflect the pain of loss, disappointment or separation in order for those moving erotic episodes to be all the more powerful when they do arrive. A sugar-coated, soft focus view of the erotic is for me personally less effective. This also comes back to my strong view that effective, moving erotica needs a strong romantic, human element. Everything means so much more when we really feel for the characters, we feel close to them, and want them to succeed in their romantic or sexual designs. This is also where 'the surprise element' can be most effective, and explains why scenarios such as a younger man being sexually initiated by an older (and not necessarily sexually more experienced) woman, or an otherwise staid acquaintance or work colleague suddenly showing their true colours and making sexual advances, or a character suffering from profoundly conflicting loyalties, hold such an interest for me.

We are all sexual beings, it is part of our very nature. The very strong thesis that I want to put across is that the sexual and the emotional are very closely intertwined. It is difficult for us to control our feelings when they can impel us towards a particular course of action so strongly. We are subject to our own free will, but when our sexual instincts drive us in a particular direction it can be very difficult to maintain the required focus and objectivity. Very often we find someone attractive not just physically, but because of who they are in terms of character, and that in itself also becomes part of their sexual attractiveness. There are a lot of people who, for whatever reason, do compartmentalize sexual fulfilment and a deep emotional engagement to that relationship for all kinds of often very good reasons, and I can completely understand that. I have always maintained very strongly that we each and every one of us have the right to sexual and emotional fulfilment, although that of course is a somewhat fluid concept, after all, fulfilment means something slightly different to each one of us. For me, truly rewarding sexual expression only comes within a relationship where you really connect with your partner on a profound emotional level, and that shows through very clearly in my creative work. I believe this is something we should always be striving for. The enemies of healthy, rewarding sex are fatigue, stress, guilt and anxiety. If we can aim to banish these – and this is not easy, our sex lives will be so much more rewarding for it.