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Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 01

By: Slirpuff



I want to thank Wolf Vixen for her help in catching all the errors I never see. So sit back with your favorite beverage as see how a husband tries to spice up his marriage with alarming results.

Chapter One: Letting the genie out of the bottle.

As I walked out of my house I knew I only had myself to blame. It's not like I hadn't seen it coming, I was just too naïve and thought I could manage it and now it might just be too late. If I stayed on the fringe I could control it and it would be alright, but I wasn't in control my wife just let me think I was. 

But I'm getting a little ahead of myself, so let me back it up a bit. I won't bore you with how two wide-eyed twenty year olds got married seventeen years ago. How or why we had Chelsea and David in the first four years of our marriage or when we first noticed that our lives started to get a little mundane. But I will share with you what we did, or should I say, tried to do.

Peg and I had been married for sixteen years. We were both secure in our jobs, made more than enough money and were basically happy. The kids were no longer babies and with the exception of taking them to either dance or soccer, they were becoming pretty self-sufficient. We all had dinner together as a family whenever possible and still looked forward to our summer vacations. Life as I knew it was pretty good, that is until I did something really stupid.

Peg and I had just finished making love and it had taken me forever to get her off tonight. As we lay there next to each other, Peg fired the first shot.

"Ron, I didn't think I'd ever climax tonight," Peg told me wiping the sweat from her forehead. "If it hadn't been for your talented tongue, I never would have made it."

"That's my job, I aim to please," I said with a stupid grin on my face, luckily the room was dark.

"Some times I just need a little extra push to put me over the top and tonight was one of those nights. I was probably just too tired or stressed," she continued.

"Babes, it you ever want me to do something a little different, just ask," I told her.

"You know I don't like to talk when we're doing it."

"Well, we're not doing it now, what could I have done to get you off quicker or made it better for you?" I asked.

Now I've done it, I've started something I only found out later would put my happy marriage in the shitter. I was opening up Pandora's Box and never realized how much trouble I was getting myself into by trying to be the loving and caring husband.

"Well if you're really interested," she replied.

"Babes I want to give you as much pleasure as I can. That's why they call it love making. I'll do anything you want."

So for the next thirty minutes Peg went into great detail on what was and had been wrong with my performance over the last fifteen years. 

"You had to ask didn't you," the voice in my head echoed over and over again.

"Is there anything I'm doing right?" I asked after she finished, now more than a little concerned. "It took you fifteen years to tell me that I suck in bed," I said sitting up.

"Now your angry," she said reaching for me. "You asked me remember? And, you don't suck in bed. You get me off every time and I was just telling you what you could do to get me off even more. Ron, I love you and I love making love with you. Forget everything I just said," Peg told me.

"Now that would be a good trick," I told her. "I asked what I could do to improve our sex lives and you were honest enough to tell me, and I thank you for that even though it was a little difficult to hear. I never want you to be afraid to tell me anything. How else can we grow closer, if you're afraid of hurting my feelings," I said kissing her and giving her a big hug.

We went to the bathroom to clean up. I rinsed my mouth out with mouthwash and cleaned Peg's pussy juice off my dick and we went back to our bed. We cuddled together before falling asleep. Well one of us fell asleep, and the other one of us spent the next seven hours starring at a black ceiling wondering why the hell he'd opened up his damn mouth. Ignorance was bliss, now what was I supposed to do?

"You ok?" Peg asked me at breakfast. "I woke up a couple of times last night and you were still up. I hope what I said didn't keep you up all night. I told you to just forget about what I said Ron," she kind of pleaded with me now like she knew she'd opened up a can of worms.

"It's all right hon, it just gave me something to think about," I said kissing her and heading out to work.

I was useless for the next three days both at work and home. I was in a daze and even my boss asked what was wrong with me.

"Nothings wrong Dan, I'm working on that new profile and it's not coming out the way I'd like," I told him. "But don't worry, I'll get it."

"Well, don't get too stressed out about it, I want my happy go lucky Ron back next week," he told me as he headed out for the weekend.

"That guy died Wednesday night," I thought to myself as I got ready to head out myself. Since Wednesday night I hadn't even asked for sex from Peg. I just kept thinking about what she'd said and that's all I now thought about.

"I hope you get your issues worked out by Monday," my sectary Karin said as she passed by my desk. "We've got two customers coming in next week and I'm going to need you here mentally not just physically," she told me.

"I'll try," I told her.

"What the hells your problem? I haven't seen you this down since we lost that contract last June. With the new business you've brought in this year, you should be walking on air," she told me.

"Karin, can I ask you a personal question with out you screaming sexual harassment and me losing my job?"

"Just a second," she said as she walked into my office and shut the door. "No use getting anyone else involved. Ok, shoot."

"Alright, and this is just between the two of us right? No husbands, friends or cohorts ok?"

"My lips are sealed," she replied.

"After our love making session Wednesday, Peg told me she doesn't get off every time we do it. That sometimes she just fakes it after I finish. That she enjoys it more when I give her oral sex because there's no pressure on her to please me and it's driving me nuts," I told Karin.

"Ron, it takes a lot for a woman to get off especially when we get older. There has to be a lot of foreplay, we've got to be in the right frame of mind and even then sometimes I can't get there. Thank God I've got an understanding husband and an eight inch long vibrator," she said with a laugh.

"All right," I blushed. "This was way more information than I expected."

"We have nights that are just for him and other nights just for me. We do massages, watch a little porn and fantasize with each other. Ron, we spice it up and make it new, that way our lovemaking doesn't get stale. And hell, we're almost ten years older than you and Peg. So stop off, get a bottle of wine and some massage oil and have at it. Just so you're here Monday morning, bright and early ready to kick ass and take names," she told me.

"Thanks Karin I really appreciate it," I told her. "And remember mums the word."

And that's what I did. I grabbed two bottles of wine and stopped off at Walgreens and picked up some scented massage oil on the way home.

"Hi babes," I greeted my wife and gave her a peck as I put the wine in the refrigerator and headed upstairs to our bedroom to change and put the massage oil away until later tonight. Little did I realize my wife had followed me into the bedroom and shut the door behind her.

"Ron, I feel ever since Wednesday you've been avoiding me and we're not as close. Last night I wanted to fool around and when you said you were too tired I wanted to cry because I knew it was a lie. I love you Ron and now I'm kicking myself for saying anything to you. Can we go back to Tuesday night when we were dumb and happy?" Peg said giving me a hug.

"I know I've been a little preoccupied with what you said, but I asked remember? And I do want to make it better for you, and that starts tonight," I told her. "So be prepared for me to knock your socks off tonight," I told her. Well I hoped anyway.

After dinner and dishes, the kids were on their own and Peg and I, wine in hand, retire to our bedroom. After a sensual couples shower and a few glasses of wine, we lay on the bed kissing and feeling each other up. When I felt she was well into the mood, I told her to lie on her stomach and retrieved the oil from my nightstand.

The oil had a lilac smell to it and I had lit four scented candles in the room. With both of us naked, I began pouring oil over her back and ass. I rubbed the warm oil into her soft skin, massaging her muscles and caressing the rest of her for the next twenty minutes as Peg cooed beneath my hands. I dragged my hands between her butt cheeks and cupped her pussy before slipping in a finger or two once in a while as Peg now hugged her pillow.

"Ron, this feels heavenly," Peg said shifting ever so slightly as I massaged her butt cheeks and eased in two fingers now into her pussy.

"I want you right now," she said lifting up her ass slightly so I would have better access to her pussy.

"Not tonight. This is about me pleasing you fully tonight. So just lie there and enjoy it," I told her as I licked and then bit her firm ass. 

I worked her shoulders, back but mostly the sides of her breasts, ass and cunt. When I slipped my hands underneath and tweaked her nipples she raised her body up just enough so I could do a good job.

Peg was breathing hard and I knew I could climax her at any time, but I wanted more than that tonight. I was now working her pussy and clit with two fingers as she started to push back engulfing them completely. When I started rubbing my dick between her ass cheeks I thought she was going to lose it, so every time she got close I backed off. Finally I knew it was time to push her over the top.

I pulled Peg up on all fours as I continued to work her clit and pussy as she now moaned with my every touch. I put my face to her pussy and licked her slit making sure to encircle her clit with just the tip of my tongue as I now started moving a finger up and down between her ass cheeks. With my tongue in her snatch, a finger or two working her clit I started to rub her asshole.

"Oh God Ron I'm so close, please finish me," she begged as she pushed back against my tongue.

Any anal play on my part had always been shot down but she was responding favorably to me playing with her brown hole so I went for broke. I put two fingers in her pussy, reached around to work her clit and finally drove my tongue into her ass reaming her for the first time ever. She maybe lasted thirty seconds before literally exploding, but I never let up.

"Oh my fucking God," she screamed as she kept on climaxing. I didn't stop until she fell forward onto her pillow and put her legs together. I finally started lightly touching her body like that of a feather being dragged over her skin. Her after glow lasted ten minutes before she rolled over on her back.

"Holy shit that was great," she said as she grabbed me and pulled me to her lips kissing and licking them. "That was the best," she said smiling.

"I'm glad you liked it, but that was only round one," I said with a smile as I started licking her breasts and then her nipples before working my way south.

Let's just say, with her legs over my shoulders and my mouth planted firmly onto her pussy, she was putty in my hands or tongue in this case. It took longer this time and it wasn't as explosive as the first session but was good nonetheless. As she lay there limp on the bed she told me no more.

"I think you wore off the two top layers of skin on my clit and pussy. And I never knew you were so kinky?" she said as she rolled her tongue in my mouth. "But I sure liked it." 

We finished the second bottle of wine and I even dripped a little between her pussy lips and licked it off before she stopped me saying she was done for the night. We never even took a shower or cleaned up Friday night. We fell asleep in each other's arms lying in a pool of massage oil and pussy juice. 

Saturday morning I heard the kids get up and were rummaging around in the kitchen so I made my way down stairs.

"Anyone up for French Toast?" I asked.

My specialty was to make it with English muffin bread and with extra butter. The kids were eating them as fast as I could make them when a tired but satisfied Peg came down stairs in her robe.

"Any left?" she asked.

"Another batch coming right up," I replied as I flipped over the three pieces in the frying pan. Within ten minutes the kids were done and out the door, to God knows where, and Peg and I were having a quiet breakfast.

"I was more than a little afraid about Wednesday night, but after last night, I guess we're more than ok," she told me grabbing a kiss.

"I just decided to take it up a notch. If my bride isn't a hundred percent satisfied, I'd do my best to make sure she is."

"Well hon, you sure as hell did that last night. I only hope I wasn't too loud and wonder if the kids heard me?" she questioned herself.

"Well if they did, I hope they get use to it, because there's going to be even louder noises coming from our bedroom from now on," I said putting a piece of toast in my mouth.

We went back to our bedroom after breakfast took a shower and stripped the bed. I wanted to have sex because I was all horned up but Peg begged off.

"We'll take care of you tonight, right now I just need to give my pussy a rest."

Saturday night Peg blew me twice, but I got no pussy; but Sunday afternoon we made love. It was slow beautiful lovemaking with a lot of kissing and foreplay. Her pussy was still sore so I tried to be gentle with it.

That weekend I opened up a whole new side of Peg and now I wished I hadn't.

For the next five months we kept scaling it up almost every other weekend. We had porn night, dress up night, bondage night and finger food night. We both pushed the envelope and maybe that's what started her looking to go a bit further every time.

"I want you to pick me up in a bar," she announced Thursday. "I want to go in first, have a drink or two and then I want you to come in and act like your picking me up," she explained. "I'm not going to look like a hooker, only a bored house wife out for a night on the town by herself. I think it'll be fun," she told me.

I went along with it because I figured what's the harm even though it was pushing me past my comfort zone.

So Saturday, Peg looking more than hot, walked into a bar/lounge at a downtown hotel, sat at the bar an ordered a glass of wine. I was to give her ten minutes and then make my entrance. That was the ten longest minutes of my life. When I walked in, Peg was moving to the dance floor with a tall light haired man. They were dancing to a slow song as I watched his hands move freely over her back and ass. 

"What the hell?" is all I could say to myself. This wasn't part of the plan. I walked over to the bar, ordered a drink and waited for the two of them to come back. When they came back, he stuck to her like glue. I heard him proposition Peg more than once before finally giving up and leaving after twenty-five minutes.

"Did you see that?" Peg said excited. "He wanted to take me back to his room. He said I looked hot," she said fanning herself.

"You are hot, but you never said anything about dancing with anyone, and his hands were all over you," I said in a tone that she'd know I wasn't happy.

"No harm no foul," she replied. "I was in no danger with my lord and protector just five feet away," she said giving me a kiss.

"Peg, it just went a lot farther than I expected it to go, that's all," I said trying to explain it to her.

"I'm so hot right now, I want to take you in the back seat of our car," Peg said now rubbing the inside of my leg all the way up to my dick. "Let's go home so I can properly thank you for giving me my little fantasy," she said grabbing her purse.

And thank me she did. She balled my eyes out and didn't let up until I cried uncle. 

"Can you image what he would have done if I was dressed up like a hooker? I wonder how much he would have offered me?" she said out loud as we lay next to each other in bed.

"Can you imagine what would happen if he was an under cover policeman and you got thrown in jail for solicitation?" I replied. "That Peg wouldn't have gone over too well now would it?"

"You're right, it was just such a turn on," Peg said now reaching over to kiss me again.

Against my wishes, we did it twice more, once with her dressed like a hooker. Thankfully no one tried to pick her up. But she was now looking for more and more things to give her the rush she now needed.

We met a couple, Ann and Steve, one night in hotel bar that were cruising for another couple. I told them from the get go we weren't interested but Peg told me not to be rude and we ended up having dinner together and drinks after wards. They explained what they liked about their life style and I tried to counter with telling them I was more than happy with just my wife.

"Have you ever been with two women at once?" Steve asked me. After I motioned no, he proceeded to tell me there was nothing like it. He said in their group it was pretty common and asked whether I'd ever fantasized about it?

"I'd be a damn liar to say I'd never thought about it," I said which kind of surprised Peg a little. 

"Hell, trying to please two women at the same time would probably kill me," I said with a little laugh.

"Please them, that's not the point. They're there to please you," Steve told me. "Ever had two sets of lips on your dick? Or a muff in your face while another rides your dick? There's nothing better." he told me.

Ann piped up that being with two men was something every woman should experience at least once in her life. "I've been with three men at once a couple of times, but two is a lot more manageable and fun. Being nailed in both holes at the same time is a feeling I can't even describe."

Peg volunteered that she'd never done anal and that the furthest we'd gone is a little rimming.

"Try it Peg, you find it's as good as pussy fucking," Ann told her. "Just don't take on a big one before your ready, a big dick can split you in half," she said squeezing Peg's knee. 

"Ron's not that big, so there shouldn't be a problem," Peg said looking at me.

"Is there anything else you want to share Peg?" I said to her. "How about the fucking position you like the best?" I said more than a little pissed off.

"Peg, I think you touch a nerve," Ann told her. "Men's egos are fragile. Hell Ron, there is always going to be someone bigger than you. It's what you do with what you've got that makes the difference," she told me. "I've had so many men with big cocks who thought they were God's gift to women and they didn't know shit what to do with it. Give me a guy with an average size dick, who knows how to use it, and I'm a happy woman."

"Well, my man has the most talented tongue this side of the Rio Grand," Peg said speaking up. What he lacks in size, he more than make up with his other dick as I call it. He can almost get me off just licking his lips," she said proudly.

"Now that's my kind of man," Ann said looking at me. "Maybe one of these days I'll get a chance to experience it first hand."

"Not in my lifetime," I said to myself smiling.

All in all, they really were a nice couple, but they knew we weren't into swinging. We exchange phone number and e-mail addresses. Hell by the end of the night I'd danced with his wife and he mine at least twice. I had to watch Peg's alcohol intake, because she was now a little tipsy and sharing more than I cared to.

"Peg it's about time we get the heck out of here. We've got a sitter that has to be home by 1:00 am." 


Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 01



Chapter 1 -- Judi's Gangbang

"Are you going to the gangbang tonight?" Billy asked me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"Freddy's wife is going to take on all comers. They have rented the Johnson's lodge out in Duval and she is going to live out her big fantasy. Billy told me that she has been dreaming about this for years. She wants to fuck and suck as many men as she can. Apparently she just loves the taste and smell of cum and is an insatiable cock sucker. Are you in?"

I thought about Judi, Fred's wife. I had always thought of her as a real hottie, but not as a cum-slut. She is about 5'5" tall and has nice c-cup tits (as best I could guess), and has a great body, but she always dressed rather conservatively when I saw her. What Billy was telling me made me see her in a whole new light. 

I also thought about Susan, the woman I have been married to for 11 years. Susan is is 32, 5'9" tall and weighs in at 125 pounds. She has a beautiful thick head of auburn hair and a runner's body. She is tall and lean but fills a C-cup quite nicely. She is an accountant by profession and perhaps that is where our challenges lie. I am a marriage and family counselor. I work with people and emotions and she works with data and numbers. 

My name is Bob Carpenter. I am 35, just over six feet tall and I tip the scales at 185. Susan and I live in a modest home in Kirkland, Washington, and we have no children. We both wanted kids, but something in our chemistry never allowed us to have any.

Susan is a beautiful woman and I love her dearly, but our marriage lacks passion and excitement, so Billy's offer caught my attention. I hunger for some excitement and the thought of a wild and crazy gangbang party sounded like just the ticket. 

"Count me in," I told him and asked him to pick me up on his way to the party. 

I went home, had dinner with Susan and told her I was going out with Billy and some friends tonight. Susan and I have a good relationship, but I doubted that she would approve of my participating in a cluster fuck of Freddy's wife. Or at least, so I thought at the time.

I went upstairs and took a shower and changed into some lose fitting shorts with no underwear, a T-shirt and sandals and was ready when Billy honked. Billy DeAngelo is a hot blooded Italian wild man. He is a a 34 year old builder of tract homes. He loves beer, football and sexy women. We met playing soccer a few years ago and have hung around together ever since.

"So I never thought of Judi as a slut. She always seemed so sweet," I said to Billy as we got underway. 

"Me too," he replied. "But apparently she and Freddy are swingers, at least according to Gordie. He said he and Freddy got a bit hammered a few weeks ago and Freddy told him about Judi's insatiable sex drive. They go to swinging parties at least once a month and Judi has been known to fuck three or four men in an evening, but she never seems to get enough. So they talked about her desire to be the only woman in a room full of cocks. She wants to make at least 20 men cum in her mouth tonight, Gordie said."

"Wow, who'd of thunk it," I said. "So who else is coming?"

"I don't know how many, but I know that Gordie and Freddy have been busy spreading the word. So how did you get away from Susan so easily?"

"I just told her you and I are going out drinking with some of our friends."

"Carousing is more like it," Billy replied. "What would Susan say if she knew that you were going to a gangbang?"

I thought about Billy's question for awhile. Susan and I have been married for 11 years. We have OK but not terribly frequent sex. We have talked about what it might take to spice up our sex life, but she always seems uncomfortable with that conversation and winds up changing the subject.

"I suspect that she would be angry with me, but she would probably get over it. I may get shut off for a couple weeks, but that would be nothing new," I told Billy.

Something in the back of my mind told me that I was wrong about how Susan would react, but I didn't have much of a chance to think about it because Billy started telling me about the rumors he had heard about Judi.

"After Gordie told me about Freddy's invitation, I had lunch with George Sampson and Harry Albert. Both of them had heard about the party and will probably be here tonight. George told me that he had heard about Judi's sexual overdrive. I don't know where he heard about it, but he said that she has taken on three men at the same time, one in her pussy, one in her ass and one in her mouth. That should be a sight to see. Apparently she can have squirting orgasms. Have you ever seen a squirter?"

"Only in porn flicks. Cytheria is the queen of the squirters," I told Billy. "She can douse the camera from 15 feet away. I have seen some of her orgasms and they are something to behold."

"Yeah, she is," Billy replied. "And she can do it over and over again. According to George, so can Judi."

"What, shoot it across the room or cum repeatedly?" I asked.

"She's multi-orgasmic," said Billy. "Or at least that's the rumor." He turned on the radio and tuned in KMTT, one of the local rock stations as we headed out to Duval, a small town out in the countryside. It took us about 20 minutes once we had cleared the usual traffic jam on route 520. 

We made it to Duval and then turned up a dirt road that lead to the Johnson lodge. 

"There it is, up on the hill," said Billy. "And judging from the number of cars, I think Judi's going to get her wish, and then some."

We pulled up to the Johnson lodge. It was a huge log home in the classic hunting lodge tradition. A central great room with a huge stone fireplace was bracketed by a kitchen and dining area off to the left and the master bed-room off to the right. The roof of the great room was at least 20' high and there were several bedrooms upstairs. As we pulled up, we could see through the giant windows that covered the front of the lodge and there were at least 30 men standing around in the great room, drinking beer and talking. 

We parked and went to the front door. We didn't even get a chance to knock when Harry Albert opened the door and handed us each a beer. Harry is in his late twenty's and has a sculpted body from his regular workouts. He is rumored to be quite a stud, but I have no idea where I heard that rumor.

"Welcome, gents," Harry said as we walked in. "I hope your pipes are fully loaded because tonight they are going to get drained." 

"So what's the program, Harry," I asked.

"Well, Judi has been in the bedroom getting herself ready and when she decides its time, the fun begins."

"So how does this work. We can't all fuck her at the same time," said Billy.

"When she comes out, we will all gather around and welcome her. We are free to touch her any time anywhere, but no hitting or our rough stuff. She is in control, so let her take the lead."

"OK by me," I said as I looked around the room. I knew some of the faces, but most were strangers to me. There were men of all ages from the early twenties to the late fifties and even two men in their sixties. Most men were in decent shape, but many had growing bellies and receding hair. I spotted Gordie and went over to say hi.

"Glad you came," he said as I walked up. "Are you ready for this," he asked?

"I guess so, but I have never participated in a gangbang before, so I..." I stopped as the whole room went silent. The door to the bedroom had opened and standing in the doorway was an apparition in white and black. Judi was dressed in a sheer white silk dress that hung on her very loosely. The front had a deep V that exposed substantial cleavage. The arm holes were cut very deeply and the bottom of the dress came to her mid-thighs. She had on black stockings and stiletto heels, and a string of black pearls around her neck that drooped deeply between her boobs and contrasted with her white dress. The bedroom lights behind her shone through the sheer dress and her crotch was highlighted from behind. It was clear that there was nothing under her dress except skin. Still standing in the doorway, she turned to her right and leaned over to pull up the stocking on her right leg. As she bent over, her dress fell away from her body and her breasts became fully visible. I realized in that moment that I had underestimated her bra size by at least a full cup, or that she had had her boobs enlarged since the last time I saw her. 

I was staring at one of the most beautiful bodies I had seen in recent memory. 

"Hello, fellows," she purred. "See anything you like?" She strolled slowly into the room, looking at each man as she passed him. Some she knew and greeted with a kiss... on the lips. When she got to Harry, she stopped and said, "High there, Harry. Is it true what I've heard about you," she asked him.

"What's that?" Harry replied.

Judi reached between Harry's legs and grabbed his cock. "I have heard that you have a 10 inch cock and know how to use it," Judi said. "I hope that's true," she finished, giving his cock a squeeze and turning to another man who I didn't know.

"Hello, Robin. I was hoping you would be here. After that fucking you gave me last time we saw each other, I was hungry for more."

"I'm here to oblige," Robin answered, and reached out to Judi's left tit and started to stroke it. Judi faced Robin and set her feet about 18 inches apart and threw her head back as Robin pulled the top of her dress open and started to stroke both of her boobs.

"Feel free to join in," Freddy announced. Gordie, who was standing right behind Judi started stroking her back and moving his hands down toward her ass. He pulled the back of her dress up and started stroking her buns and she swiveled her head and said, "I want to feel your cock against my skin, Gordie."

Gordie was the first man to drop his pants as he moved up against Judi and started stroking her ass with his cock. Judi stood up straight and shook her shoulders. Her dressed drifted off her and onto the floor. She stepped out of her dress, reached to Robin and pulled his pants down and bent over to take his cock in her mouth. She started sucking him and Gordie started preparing to do her doggie style as the rest of the men quickly got the message. Pants off. 

We all gathered around Judi as she would suck one cock and then another and another in quick succession. Sometimes she tried to get two cocks into her mouth at the same time and sometime she just focused on one at a time. Men started cuming and squirting all over her. Some landed on her face, her chest, her hair and some even landed in her mouth.

Gordie was starting to pound with intention and as he started to groan, Judi swung around and took him deep in her mouth. She swallowed him all the way to his balls and licked his balls while she was inhaling his cock. Gordie's face took on that "I'm coming!" look and with a shudder, he drained himself down her throat. 

As Judi finished swallowing him, I saw her start to shake and shudder herself, and I saw a small squirt of juice shoot from her pussy. She got a slightly glazed look on her face as she let go of Gordie and started sucking any cocks she could reach, and there were plenty to pick from. Some would cum quickly and dump their loads on her face, but the ones with larger cocks, she insisted on deep throating. It started to become clear to me that the taste of cum down her throat was what was triggering her orgasms. 

"I want a man on the floor to fuck my pussy and another up my ass," Judi ordered us. Quickly one man was prone on his back with his dick sticking straight up. Judi sat on him and pulled him into her cunt. Another knelt behind her and started to press his cock on her back door. Judi wiped some cum from her face onto her hand and reached back to the back door cock and rubbed with cum. "I'm ready. Give it to me now and make it hard," she ordered. 

Both men started fucking her and she build up a rhythm with them that was getting faster and faster. There were still dozens of men standing around in front of Judi and she would reach out and grab a cock and suck on it until it came or she got bored with it and went to another cock. She continued to fuck two men and serial suck others until the two guys fucking her said they were about to cum. She jumped off both of them and turned to face them. She sucked first the man who had been fucking her pussy and then switched to the man who had been fucking her ass, pounding on their cocks with both her hand and her mouth. 

As she was doing this, another man started fucking her from the rear and a dozen or so men were just jacking off close by. 

Judi would change cocks frequently, but when she found a really big one, she made it a point to take it all the way down her throat and keep it there while until it yield its payload. And as she did this, her squirting orgasms started to get wetter and longer. Each time she had one of these orgasms, she seemed to get a little wilder. Before long, there were twenty men standing around jacking off on her face and body, many of whom she never had a chance to suck.

This whole event lasted about two hours. Every man in the place had as many chances to dump as many loads as they could muster on or in her. Some of the older men could only handle one shot, but a few of the twenty-somethings got it up at least four times. Overall, she was responsible for at least 60 male orgasms that night, and probably many more; and I saw her cum at least a dozen times, in very liquid form.

When things started to slow down, Billy and I took our leave and headed back home. He dropped me off in front of my house. As I walked from Billy's car, I could see Susan through the living room window. The curtains were wide open and she was sitting on the couch watching TV. I walked in the door and went over to kiss her and as I did, she grabbed my shirt and looked directly at me. 

She leaned toward me and sniffed me and my shirt. "That's pussy I smell," she said. "Were you at Judi's gangbang?"

I was a bit stunned by her reaction and by her question. How did she know about Judi's gangbang? I am not a very good liar and Susan had caught me flat footed and with evidence in hand. "Yes," I told her a bit sheepishly, "How did you know about that?"

Susan looked at me with her head slightly tilted to the right. She was clearly thinking about what to say to me, but she didn't appear angry and that puzzled me. I expected her to come down on me like a ton of bricks, but she seemed to be headed in a different direction.

"Did you like it?" she asked. "Tell me the truth and don't try to hide or shade anything. I can easily check, so here's your chance to be completely honest. Understand?"

I shook my head rather lamely, feeling guilty and confused at the same time. 

"I asked you if you liked it," Susan said again.

"Yes, it was fun."

"What happened? Tell me how the whole evening unfolded." 

So I told her about how Judi made the grand entrance and then started to take on all cummers (so to speak). 

"How many men did she fuck?" Susie asked.

"I wasn't keeping count, but I would guess that she fucked at least 15 men."

"And how many did she suck?"

"Everyone."

"OK, how many people where there?" 

"At least 30. Could have been close to 40."

"And she fucked or sucked every one of them."

"Well some just jacked off on her and never got a chance to fuck her."

Susie didn't say anything for quite awhile as I got both curious and nervous. This was anything but the response I had expected.

"So help me out here," I said to Sue. "I don't understand your reaction to this. Are you angry with me or what?"

"Not really," Susie replied. "Actually, I rather envy Judi. She had the courage to live out her fantasy. I haven't had the courage to even ask for mine."

My mind started reeling. Sweet Sue the accountant has sexual fantasies? I had to learn more.

"So tell me about your fantasies," I asked. 

"If I tell you, I am not making a promise that we will live them out. Some fantasies are best left as fantasies; and I am concerned that if I tell you what I dream about sexually, you will think I am strange and may get totally turned off. But if you had a good time fucking Judi, maybe you will be OK with my fantasies."

She certainly had my attention now. "Do tell!" I asked her.

"Well, I have read about these sex clubs where they ask for the women watching the show to become part of the show, to go on stage and get fucked by the performer. In my version of the fantasy, I fuck three men at a time, on stage, with you in the front row watching. And when they have all cum, I masturbate right in front of you and reach a screaming squirting orgasm and drench you, with dozens of people watching. So does that freak you out?"

I was a bit stunned, but anything but freaked out. 

"I didn't know you could have a squirting orgasm. Or that you had any of these public sex fantasies. And what's strange about it is that your fantasies and mine mesh nicely."

"Oh," Susan said. "So tell me about yours."

"OK. In my fantasy, we have gone out to dinner in an expensive restaurant with a close friend like Eddie or Rick. You are wearing a sexy dress that allows your boobs to leave the confines of your dress quite easily, and you have nothing on underneath your dress. And your pussy is saved smooth.

"While we are at dinner, you and Eddie start feeling each other up under the table. You spread your legs so that we can both stick our fingers in your pussy at the same time. Then I stick a remote control dildo in your pussy to help you really get off. 

"After dinner, you and Eddie start dancing, and I start playing with the remote control. When you guys are in the middle of a slow dance, I turn the dildo up to max and you start having an orgasm right there on the dance floor."

"You know, I'm liking this idea," Susan said. "And I think I can make it even more interesting. Why don't we setup a date with Eddie for next weekend and let's have some fun."

"Do we have to wait until next weekend to have some fun?" I asked her, my mind reeling from what I had just heard. I leaned into her and kissed her hard and started to stroke her nipples. Susan has beautiful melon-shaped breasts with nipples that extend almost a half inch when they get stimulated. I could feel them getting hard as I stroked them, first one, and then the other. 

As we kissed, Susan started stroking my cock. I was already hard from thinking about the erotic gold mine we had just uncovered in each other, and I said, "Let's do it, right here, right now." We tore off our clothes and she pushed me onto the couch and mounted me without a moment more of foreplay. We were more turned on in that moment than we had been for years, and I could feel the pressure in my balls growing quickly. 

"I'm about to cum," I told her as we fucked wildly. 

"I want to taste you," she said and swiftly shifted into a 69 position and took my cock into her mouth. She started sucking me furiously and I drilled my tongue into her drenched pussy. As my load started to explode into her throat, she drove her hips into my face and exploded with her own orgasm. It felt like she was peeing on my face, but I could tell from the taste of her orgasm that it wasn't piss she was shooting from her cunt. She was having a squirting orgasm, the first I had ever seen her have. 

She collapsed on top of me, panting from the exertion of our love making, and my cell phone rang. 

"Shit, who could that be?" I heard myself think. Fuck it, I'm not going to answer, I thought. I let the phone go to voice mail, but moments later, it started ringing again. I didn't answer it this time, or the next, but when the persistent caller tried for the fifth time, I reached down to my pants that were sitting on a bunch on the floor and pulled my phone out and looked to see who was calling. It was Billy.




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 01



"What?" I almost yelled at him as I answered on the fifth ring of the fifth call.

"Great show," said Billy, and I heard the sound of his car horn as he honked twice. He was parked right in front of our house and had watched our blatant display of affection through the wide open living room windows. "Sloppy seconds?" Billy asked.

"Who is it?" moaned Susan.

"It's Billy. He is parked right outside and has been watching our whole show. I guess we started on your fantasy a week early."

"What fantasy?" Billy asked.

"What does he want?" Susan asked.

"Sloppy seconds," I said.

"That's her fantasy?" Billy laughed.

"No, it's yours," I said. 

"Give me that," said Susan. She took the phone from my hand, stood up and walked to the window. She looked directly at Billy's car and said, "So I hear you want some sloppy seconds, Billy. Are you hard right now?"

I couldn't hear what Billy said, but Susan was quite a site. As she talked with Billy with my phone in one hand, she started stroking her pussy with her other hand. "Like what you see?" I heard her ask him. "If you want some of this, take your clothes off and walk naked to our front door, stroking your cock all the way." 

She tossed me the phone and said, "You have had two women tonight. I want another cock... and another orgasm. And here comes Billy, lead by his cock, as usual."

She walked to the door and opened it and dropped to her knees in the doorway as he walked up. She grabbed his cock, guided it into her mouth and then grabbed his buns and pulled him toward her so that his cock was buried in her throat. Billy looked at me and said, "Who lit her fire?"

"She smelled Judi's cum on my shirt when I got home and the next thing I know, we were fucking and then you were calling. It's all happened pretty fast."

"You never told me Susan was such a great cocksucker," Billy exclaimed.

"I never knew. It's almost like the woman sucking your cock in my doorway is a totally different person from the woman I have lived with for eleven years."

"Will you two ass holes shut up and fuck me!" Susan shouted as she detached herself from Billy's cock, then grabbed it with her left hand and pulled him into the house. She pushed the door shut and then pushed Billy onto the floor and mounted him just like she had mounted me only minutes earlier.

"Give me that cock of yours, lover," she said to me as she coaxed me off the couch. I stood in front of her, my feet straddling Billy's chest and she started sucking me back to life. My mind was reeling with the rapid shift in our relationship, but my cock had a mind of its own and was soon solid and ready to party. "Fuck me in the ass. I want to feel both of you in me at the same time," she said as she came up for air. I moved behind her and started to stroke her anus and lubricate it with some of the juices that were flowing from her well stuffed pussy. She groaned as I started to ease my dick into her ass. "Are you OK?" I asked her.

"Just fuck me hard," she said as she started rocking back and forth on our tandem cocks. So we fucked her. Hard.

"Oh, Lordy, that feels so good," she groaned. "I am going to have a big one."

"Me too," said Billy. "Right about NOW!" Billy jammed himself into Susan's cunt as he climaxed. Susan screamed as she cut loose again and I could feel her juices drench my balls. Her whole body was shaking and spasming as she climaxed. I felt my own orgasm rising in response to theirs and moments later, I jammed my cock as deep as I could into her ass and let loose with yet another load, at least my fourth of the evening. Susan continued to spasm and juices were pouring from her pussy in torrents. I was certain that our rug was going to need a major cleaning.

I rolled off Susan and she rolled off Billy and the three of us lay there on the living room floor, panting from our exertion.

"Holy, shit, Susan. Who'd a thunk you were such a sex slut," said Billy. 

"It's a secret I have hidden all my life," said Susan. "But when I heard the rumors about Judi organizing a gangbang, all my old fantasies started to resurface. And when bozo here disappeared right after dinner and came home smelling of pussy, I knew that it was time for me to let Pandora out of her box, or my box as the case may be."

"So was this your fantasy?" Billy asked her. 

"Sort of," she said. "What I really want is what Judi got. Lots of cocks and gobs of cum, but I want to have Bob watch me do it. I want him to see what a slut I really am, and I want to feel free to, well, embrace my inner slut."

"So you want me to schedule a performance for you at the Johnson lodge?" Billy asked. The guy just has no tact, but then Billy was the guy who would walk up to one woman after another at the local bars and ask, "Do you want to fuck?" No lead in. No foreplay. Just the direct approach. Nine times out of ten, he would get slapped or yelled at or some other rather obvious form of rejection; but one time in ten he would get lucky. He got laid more quickly and more often than any guy I know. 

"Not quite yet," Susan said. Bob and I were talking about something a little less drastic to start with."

"What's that?" Billy asked.

"Well, why don't we let you join us for dinner next Friday and find out for yourself? Right now, I want to shower and go to bed, and no, you are not invited to spend the night. So thanks for the fuck and now go home."

Susan knew how to speak to Billy in his own dialect. Direct. 

"Good night, folks," Billy said as he stood up and walked out the door. Moments later, we heard him honk as he drove away. I don't think he bothered to put his clothes on.

Susan got up and headed for our bedroom. "Coming?" she asked. I got up and followed her as she headed for the shower. We both soaked in silence and washed each other thoroughly and then went to bed, each lost in our own thoughts. We cuddled and spooned, but we were both drained and exhausted and soon fell asleep.

To be continued... 



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 01



It was just another day at the office, the start of an 8 hour wait to go home. I had a performance review that I was apprehensive about. I didn't expect a bad review but there's always an anxiety associated with someone else telling you how well you're doing and if you're going to get a raise. I was in the midst of my review when I began to realize I hadn't heard a word Micaela had said. I found myself starring at her exposed legs peaking out from under her skirt and following the trail up towards her body. I had never really taken notice of her before. She was twice my age and straight. We had nothing in common, well quite frankly, I knew nothing about her. I'd never noticed the sparkling hazel eyes behind her glasses before. Her plump lips would feel so soft against mine. I had to snap out of it and pay attention. What had she just asked me? My eyes caught hers and I blushed. I felt like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Had she notice my stares? I fumbled my way through the conversation and returned to my desk with butterflies in my stomach. What was happening to me?

Weeks passed and I had tried to forget about my thoughts all together. Before I knew it was time for our yearly office Christmas party. The event was hosted at a local bar and grill for the office. Nothing fancy, just a time for everyone to kick back and drink away the stresses of work! I usually spent the evening wth Jackie and few other close colleagues gossiping about office drama. Jackie had invited Micaela to join us. I hadn't spoken to Micaela much since my review. Jackie and Micaela had a closer relationship working on several projects together. Anyone Jackie approves as friend worthy is a friend of mine.

Micaela sat directly across from me wearing a long dress revealing her luscious tits. She had a flirtatious side. She licked Jackie's neck and placed salt on her. She ran her tongue over her neck and quickly downed her shot of Jose Cuervo. She took the lime wedge from Jackie's lips and left her with a kiss. My jaw dropped opened. She glanced at me as she sucked on her lime.

"Your turn," she said glancing at me with her eyebrow raised and sliding a shot my way. She flung her long hair over her shoulder exposing her neck. I was never a fan of tequila but I was about to be. I licked her neck slowly and gently bit her. I put the salt on her, taking my time to suck every crystal off and rapidly drank the shot. I pulled the lime from her mouth and gave her a kiss.

Just at that moment Mark came and sat down next to her ruining the moment, "Hello ladies." Mark was like a Channing Tatum. Every girl at the office had to have him. He had an arrogance about him and rumor had it Micaela had a thing for him and may even be having a relationship with him. He leaned in and whispered in her ear. She leaned back whispering too him as she looked at me. He got up and walked away. I have to admit he did look awfully sexy. I consider myself a lesbian but even I have my weakness.

Micaela leaned towards me giving me a clear view down her dress, "Why don't we go to the bar and get another drink?" I stood up and she pulled me by my tie over to the bar.

"That was quite the kiss on the neck earlier," she said as she put her hand on my lower back. She was flirting with me. 

"I've got a proposition for you, if you can keep a secret," she said running her left hand down my tie. 

"Can you keep a secret, Jen?"

"Yes," I gasped. I could barely speak.

"I'm going home with Mark and I promised you'd come," she said almost pleading with her eyes.

"I..I..I'm a lesbian," I stuttered.

"Well, I'm straight but all of us have a curious side," she said almost daring me to move out of my own comfort zone for her pleasure. 

"It's just a little harmless fun," she said unbuttoning the top button of my shirt. She was trying to seduce me and wasn't taking "No" for an answer.

I just held out my hand and she led the way. She had her hand between my legs the whole way there. There was no turning back now. We walked into the house and Mark was nowhere to be seen. She shut the door behind us and pushed me up against the door. She pushed her heavenly lips against mine as she unbuttoned my shirt. I unzipped her dress and let it drop to the floor. She had on a lacy baby blue bra and matching thong. I would've appreciated the view longer but she quickly tossed them on the floor. I was left in nothing but my tie as she dragged me to the bedroom. Mark lay there completely exposed. I never thought I could think of man as sexy but he sure looked good. He had a cross tattoo across he chest and a pair of six pack abs. I have never realized how muscular he was. He must've been about 6 inches not even hard yet. Then it hit me, I had never been with a man before. What was I doing here?

She reach between my legs and began to tease my clit, sliding her finger inside me as she kissed my neck. In my mind, Mark had disappeared. He moved to the edge of the bed to get a better view and began to stroke his cock. She dropped to her knees before him and began to suck his cock. I had to admit I was extremely turned on. I laid down on the ground, shifting between her legs. I could see her enlarged wet lips. I ran my tongue across her. I flicked my tongue rapidly over her clit. She was pushing her hips hard down on me. Her pulsations cause a flood of juices to pouring into my mouth. She rolling her nipples between her finger tips and came as Mark pulled out of her mouth squirting his hot cum all over her large tits.

We all moved up onto the bed and I laid down on my back. She crawled between my legs to return the favor while Mark thrusted his hard cock deep inside her pussy. He was fucking her do hard I could hear him skin smacking her ass. I came within what felt like seconds of her touch. They were exciting to watch but I wanted to fuck her myself. He finished inside of her and cum was still coming out when he slid out of her. He looked at me questionably.

"Oh, come on, you at least have to taste me on him. Just for a minute," she pleaded.

I couldn't tell her no. I could taste a combination of her and him as I ran my tongue over his head. I pulled away after a second and she kissed my lips reassuringly. He laid down next to her. She took my hand and placed it on his cock forcing me to stroke him. She guided my hand until he came and she licked the cum off of him. We all fell asleep after the exhausting night we had.



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 01



It had been weighing on my mind for several years but I had never acted on it. My wife and I had gotten married very early and had been together for almost 25 years. We got married not because we had to, although the rumors persisted but because we knew we were meant for each other. I graduated high school and waited a year for her to graduate and then we were married. Six weeks after getting married I left for basic training and within 6 months we were stationed in Columbus Ga. A year later we had our first child, a girl and two years later a son.

We have always been a very happy couple who doted on our children and lived a very conservative lifestyle. I went to college and got my degree and she was a stay at home mom with the exception of a few years right after I left the military. Once I got my career off and running she was able to once again stay home and be a full time mother. 

Our children were now grown and our son lived in Atlanta and our daughter lived with her husband in Macon, Ga. We live in Jacksonville so getting to either of them is pretty quick if we need to. We really did have it all but I may have thrown it all way. It all started about 3 years ago and I have no one to blame but myself. The question is can I actually stop the train wreck I see coming.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Scott and I am 45 years old. I am a well educated executive with a salary well over 6 figures. My beautiful wife Cheryl is 43 and one of those blessed women who never seems to age. I can honestly say she is prettier and sexier today than she was when I married her. For many years she was a typical soccer mom who seemed to focus more on our children than she did trying to be a sexy wife for me. I did not begrudge her devotion to our kids because I was the same way. We were both focused on our children which is how it should be.

The problem actually started when our daughter went off to college and came to a head when our son also left for college two years later. So what was the problem and what had been on my mind. I decided to just bring it up to her and let the chips fall where they may. I did not realize that all of my efforts would leave us in our current situation.

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"Have you lost your mind," Cheryl asked. "Normal people do not do that sort of thing. How long have you wanted to try this?"

"Years. I know it sounds crazy but it is something I have always wanted to try. I just think we missed out on a lot getting married so young and having children. We are now at a point where we can try some things and experiment."

"So this is about you wanting to play with other women. Are you tired of me? Having a great family and comfortable life does not seem like it is missing out on much. Most people would love to have what we have been blessed with," Cheryl replied angrily.

"That is not what I meant. I know we have been very blessed. I would not trade what we have for anything. I just think now is the time we can try some things that a lot of our friends did in their early twenties. Be honest. You were a virgin when we started dating. You have never been with anyone but me. I only played with 3 girls in high school so I was practically a virgin also. This is not about me wanting other women. I just want to experience some things sexually that neither of us ever had the opportunity to do. I would love to see you with another guy, play with a couple maybe go to some swing clubs. It really has nothing to do with being dissatisfied with you or us. I would just like to experience some things with you before we get to old."

"Forget it. Getting in bed with other people is a sure fire way of ruining a marriage."

"Look. I signed us up on a couple off swing sites and created a yahoo account so we can talk to people without revealing our real names. At least go look at our profiles and talk to some people. If you at least give it some consideration I will live with whatever you decide but do not just dismiss it out of hand."

Deciding I had given it my best shot I tried to hand her a piece of paper that had the web sites and our profiles with the passwords. She pulled away so I ended up sitting it on the coffee table and left the room. It sat on the table for two days before I noticed it was no longer there. Assuming she had thrown it away I just decided I would never realize my fantasies and decided to be true to my word and drop it. But fate intervened. 

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Cheryl was stunned. What was Scott thinking? She had caught him a few times over the years looking at porn and let him know how strongly she disapproved and now he had the nerve to bring this up. He had to know she would never go for it. She was very concerned about what might happen because it was evident he really wanted to try this or he would have never dared to bring it up. Scott had always been faithful, she was sure of that and she had to give him some credit for having this fantasy but never acting on it.

After two days she took the paper he had written the information on and sat down at her computer and signed on. The first thing she noticed was a message that told her the last time they had signed on was three days ago which was before they had talked. For some reason it made her feel better knowing he was not pursuing this without her approval. The second thing she noticed was they had several e-mails. Dismissing this for a moment she went to the link that was labeled view profile. The profile was well written and said they were new to the lifestyle and they were interested in couples and single men. 

Going to the e-mails there were seven, four from single men and three from couples. Looking at the profiles of each she could not imagine actually getting naked in front of any of them. Opening the e-mails one by one she found most were crudely written and had no interest in them. There was one from a single guy that told a little about himself and his interest that she thought was ok.

Signing off she went to the second site and found basically the same thing. A few e-mails from people she had no interest in meeting. Why did Scott find this interesting? She knew they were not real experienced sexually and that was fine with her. Sex had never really been that big of a thing for her. She enjoyed it when they played but did not get into porn or toys.

Signing off she signed onto the yahoo account that Scott had created. She was not that experienced on the computer but as soon as she logged in two messages popped up and she recognized one of the names from the site. Clicking the reply button she said thanks for the message but she was not interested. Almost immediately a response came back.

"That is to bad and my loss. You seem like a nice couple."

"Thanks. I am not sure we are going to get into the lifestyle. We were just looking," she typed.

"Your husband's idea?"

"Lol. How did you know?" 

"Not unusual. Most of the time it is the husband that brings it up and then the wife who really gets into it. I am Brett by the way. Has he been talking to you very long about it?"

"No. He just brought it up. I really do not think it is for us. I hope it is just a passing phase he is going through. Nice to meet you Brett. I am Cheryl," she typed back.

"Well if you decide you would like to talk about it feel free to ask anything you like. You are actually several hours away from me so I will take myself out of the running and you are free to ask questions without worrying about ever meeting me."

"Thanks. I did not look at your profile. Where are you from?"

"Based in Boston but travel a lot to South Florida. You two are in the Jacksonville area?"

"Yes. Have you been in the lifestyle long?"

They continued to talk for almost an hour before Cheryl had to break and fix dinner for Scott. She liked Brett and had enjoyed talking to him but still did not think getting into the lifestyle was a good idea. It did at least give her something to think about. She had decided to make lasagna for Scott. It was his favorite and she felt a little bad about how she had acted since he brought up the swinging idea. He had been honest with her and she should respect that rather than get angry and shut him out. She would try to make it up to him and hopefully he would just forget this silly idea.

Two hours later she was setting the table for dinner when she heard him come in. He was singing which he often did, as anyone at his work could tell you and eventually made his way into the kitchen.

"Hello there beautiful," he said obviously in a great mood.

"Hey baby. How was your day," she asked as she gave him a tight hug.

"It was great. Nothing like a nice quite day at work to put you in a good mood. Is that lasagna I smell? What have I done to deserve that?"

"Nothing....but I have not been very nice lately and I wanted to say I am sorry. You were honest with me the other day and instead of talking things out I got angry. I still am not interested in the whole swinging idea but you tried to talk to me and I should have been willing to listen instead of get angry."

"Well I appreciate that. I know it was a shock but I probably could have done a better job of bringing it up," Scott replied.

"Face it babe. There is not a good way to bring that up. You did fine. I just reacted badly."

"Does that mean you are willing to discuss it?"

Cheryl thought for a moment. This was what she was afraid he would think. She really was not open to it but if he wanted to talk about it she would at least listen politely before she said no. 

"If you want to talk about it we can. There is zero chance you will change my mind but I will listen without getting angry. Then I will take you up stairs and try to get you to forget the whole idea. Let's eat dinner and then we can have some wine and talk about it."

Scott was not very talkative during dinner as he tried to think of how he would make his arguments in favor of spicing up their love life. Cheryl was just as quite as she thought about the upcoming discussion. She was afraid she would react badly to things he said and she really did not want to be unfair to Scott. She vowed to herself that she would listen calmly and truly consider what he said without assuming he had ulterior motives. After they finished she gave him a glass of wine and told him to go sit in the den while she cleaned up. Ten minutes later Cheryl walked in and sat in the chair across from Scott. Neither said anything for a few moments before Cheryl broke the silence.

"The ball is in your court so we will proceed however you like but if I may suggest an approach let's put this in context of what is important. Us...our marriage...our kids and family is what is important. Everything else we talk about should be viewed through that prism."

"Seems fair but I would like to add one additional item to what is important and that is what makes you and I happy. Certainly all you have said is important but our happiness is also important," Scott replied.

"So you are not happy? Is that what this is all about?"

"I thought we were going to discuss this. We cannot discuss it if you jump on everything I say and start making accusations. Yes..I am happy but there are things I would like to experience. It is kind of like you wanting to go to Europe and see the old castles in Scotland. Are you happy??? Yes but that is something you would like to do. It is not that I am unhappy in any way. I just would like to experience some things that we have not."

"Rather simplistic way to put that. Wanting to have sex with other women is not the same as wanting to go see the Grand Canyon or the Redwoods," she bristled. "What happens when you get emotionally attached to one of these women you want to have sex with?"

"In the first place I made it clear that I am not looking to go out and play with other women. I would like to see you with other men, maybe the two of us play with a couple or go to some swing clubs. You are assuming I am looking for a way to play around with other women but that is not the case."

"So what happens if I like one of the guys you have me fucking better than you? Ever thought of that? What if I decide I would rather be with him sexually than you? Are you ready to sit at home while I am out playing with someone you set me up with?" Cheryl interrupted.

"That will not happen. Our relationship is too strong for that and even if you found someone better sexually than me our relationship is not built on sex. That is an important part but we love each other and have built a life together. Nothing can destroy that. All I am asking is that you give it a chance. If either of us feel threatened at any time then we can pull back and never try it again. We may find we like it and that it makes us closer as a couple."

"What if I get involved with someone and do not want to pull back? What if you do? Once you get us involved in this it may not be as easy to just stop as you seem to think. What if our kids found out or the rest of our family?"

"That is what I am saying. If either of us feel we are developing any emotional attachment they should tell the other and we stop. And we can be careful and only play out of town on the weekends."

After an hour of talking Cheryl finally decided the discussion was going nowhere. "I can see you have thought about this a lot. I think this is dangerous. I will think about it but you have to promise to respect my decision and NEVER bring it up again if I say no," Cheryl said.

"Agreed as long as you really consider it. This is something I would like to do and I hope you will honestly think about it."

Two weeks later Cheryl walked into the den where Scott was working. "Ok. We will give it a try but the deal is...I will not be pressured into playing with some old fat guy so you can have his wife and I get to pick the single guys and you have no say in it."

"As long as I do not consider your health is at risk I will not object to any guy you pick out and you cannot pressure me to play with some old fat guy so you can have his wife either."

"You are sick...but I love you and I hope we are not making a mistake"

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A month later Scott sat at the computer reviewing e-mails from one of the swinger sites. He had decided that if this was going to happen and be good for Cheryl it would be best to start with a single guy. A single guy who could really rock her world and make her understand that this was all for their fun and enjoyment and not an emotional thing. If he could just find the right guy and get everything off on the right foot he felt everything would fall into place. 

As one would expect there was no shortage of single guys to choose from so Scott decide to first look at the photos and see if he could pick a guy he thought she would be physically attracted to. After going through all of the e-mails he had a subset of 6 guys and he started going through their profiles. After another twenty minutes he had two candidates that he thought might be a good fit and he e-mailed them and gave them the new yahoo account he had created. 

Later that evening after a few hours of yard work Scott was finally able to sit down to see if they had any messages. Signing on he got a pop up window from one of the guys on the site. 

Replying he was surprised when he got an immediate response back. The guy apparently was on-line and they spent a half hour talking. He was convinced this might be the guy he was looking for and later that evening mentioned him to Cheryl.

"Have you been on-line any since we talked about things?"

"No. I really have not had time. I am sure the profiles are getting a lot of traffic after you posted those photos. I wish you had asked me first," she replied.

"Your face was not in them and we have received a lot of e-mails. I talked to a single guy who seemed nice. I added him to our IM list so next time you sign on you may get an IM from him."

"You are still wanting to try this," she asked him hoping he would back off.

"It does not hurt to talk to him. I think it would be hot to see you playing with another guy."

"Scott are you really sure you want this. You never know how something like this could turn out. What if we meet some crazy stalking guy or one of us gets to liking it too much to stop when the other wants to. I told you I would give it a try if you really wanted to but I wish you would drop it."

"Tell you what. Let's try it a few times. It either of us wants to stop we will. It cannot hurt to just try it," Scott said earnestly.

Deciding to drop it she walked to Scott's office and sat down at the computer. "What is this guys screen name?"

"Gregforyourfun. Just tell him we talked and see if you like him."

Signing on she found his name on their friends list. It did not show him on line but she decided to send him a message and say Hi letting him know she would like to chat sometime.

She decided to check his profile on the swing site and was immediately attracted to his photos but slightly concerned. According to his profile he was black, 6'2" and 215 pounds. Cheryl had never considered being with a black man. She was not prejudice at all but like many of the people from the South dating a black man or having sex with him was just not something you did. If his photos were accurate he worked out a lot and was very active. He had given them access to his private photos so she decided to take a look at those as well. Laughing to herself she decided that this was the guy if anyone was. He was ruggedly handsome, in great shape and well endowed. She had little experience but had always felt that size was probably not a problem as long as the guy was not too small. That would never be an issue for this guy. His profile did not say but he looked to be at least 8 inches or so and pretty thick. Despite herself she felt a little tingle at the thought of having a little fun with Scott's permission. She noticed on his profile that he lived about 45 minutes away which was good because she did not want someone to close because she was worried about them dropping by unannounced. She was about to sign off when he responded to her initial message to him.

"Thanks for contacting me. I look forward to speaking with you as well. Your photos are very sexy. My name is Greg and yours is Cheryl," he asked.

"Yes I am Cheryl. Thank you. I enjoyed your photos also. I must tell you though this is my husband's idea. I am still not sure I can go through with it."

"I understand. I have met a few couples. Some decide to move ahead with things and some are not comfortable. I enjoy meeting people either way. I enjoy the sexual tension even if something never happens between us. I hope I get the opportunity to meet you though," he replied.

"Scott is pretty intent on doing this so it may happen. Tell me about the other couples you have played with. Are they still together?"

"Most are but I have to be honest. There are a couple of them that have split up. I honestly do not think it was because of this though. I think they got into this to try and save their marriage which is a disaster waiting to happen. Couples who are close and honest with each other tend to enjoy and do well in the lifestyle. It is about adding something to an already good relationship, not about fixing one that is already broken," Greg responded.

"I do not think ours is broken, at least I didn't until he brought this up. Now I am not so sure. "

"You feel it may be because he brought this up?"

"Of course? What kind of guy wants to see his wife having sex with another guy?"

After a long pause Greg replied, "Think of it like this. It is like watching porn with someone you know in the film. Honestly I have never gotten into watching porn because I have no connection to the people in the film. I love to watch movies of people I know enjoying sex. It is the same for guys who enjoy seeing their wife play."




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 01



"I guess that makes some sense but I just do not get it. I could understand if he wanted to play with some woman. That would be natural I guess but this is just strange to me," Cheryl replied.

"Well there is no need to rush it. I would enjoy meeting you two for a dinner sometime. As a rule I have a guideline that I use. We agree that we are going to meet for a set amount of time, say an hour. At the end of the hour we go our separate ways and then you decide what you want to do and contact me either way so I know. I will not push you but I would love to meet and I am available any evening next week. Talk it over with Scott and if you decide you would like to meet just let me know."

"I will. Thanks for taking time to talk. You seem very nice and I will let you know."

Signing off she sat back and thought about the conversation. It did not take long as she stood up and walked back into the den where Scott was reading. "Keep Thursday night open. We are meeting Greg from the site. You have until Wednesday to change your mind and not take this risk. If we meet him then what happens is all on you and I am not to blame. I do not want you to ever throw anything in my face. No accusations of being unfaithful, enjoying it too much, getting to close to someone. You will live with the consequences."

Turning she walked out of the room hoping she had shocked him into giving this up now that it was actually going to happen.

Scott sat silently for a moment and then smiled. He loved Cheryl more than life and this was going to be so much fun to share with her.

Wednesday came and Scott had not shown any hesitation about meeting with Greg. Cheryl had been holding out hope that as the time approached he would have second thoughts but that did not seem to be the case. If anything he seemed to be getting more excited about the dinner with Greg.

"I need to call Greg and let him know where we are going to meet tomorrow," Cheryl said casually to Scott.

"Call him? You two have exchanged number," he asked.

"No. He gave me his but he does not have mine yet. I assume he will have it as soon as I call him."

"I am not sure I like that idea. You should not be giving out your number to single men," Scott said showing concern for the first time.

"How else will I set up dates," she asked.

"Dates? Who said anything about dates? We are meeting him together so there is no reason why I can't coordinate everything."

"Why would you coordinate everything?"

Scott was unsure how to respond to this. He had assumed he would be making the arrangements and be in control. Thinking back he was not sure why he felt that way but somehow he had just assumed that would be the way things would be handled. "I just thought you would not want to be picking through guys and couples and talking with them. You did not seem to be that excited about the whole thing and I just thought I would relieve you of that part."

"I don't think so. If we are doing this I will pick the guys I want. I will give you veto power but I will pick who I want when I want. If you cannot handle that then just let me know and we will call the whole thing off."

After the challenge she stood looking at Scott hoping he would back down. Sensing exactly what she was trying to do Scott turned the tables, "I think you are 100% right. You are the one who is going to be enjoying them so you should make the decision. You pick the place and time. Just let me know and I will be there."

Picking up her cell phone she turned and walked out of the room as Scott sat smiling. She was so transparent. It still concerned him that this guy would have her number but if things got out of control he would put a stop to it. Feeling confident he went back to what he was reading.

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"Hello," the male voice said on the other end of the phone. Cheryl had been hoping it would go to voice mail but no such luck.

"Hi. Is this Greg," she asked.

"Yes," came the reply.

"This is Cheryl. We have traded e-mails about meeting tomorrow evening. I thought I would give you a call and see if you were still interested and if so pick a spot where we can meet."

"Hi Cheryl. It is so nice to get to speak with you. I was beginning to think you would not use the number I gave you. I know this is a big step and you must be a little uncomfortable."

"A little is a huge understatement," she replied. "It is nice to actually put a voice with the person I have been talking to though. I do appreciate you taking this slowly. I am not making any promises. As a matter of fact I would put the chances of anything actually happening very low. I think Scott will come to his senses."

"Well you seem like a very nice couple who have a great relationship. I have spoken to Scott a couple of times and he seems to be ready to take the plunge but I want you to know that if you decide it is not for you then you just let me know. I will back out and tell Scott I like large ladies," he said laughing.

She found his laugh a little contagious and loved his voice. She was surprised that Scott had been talking with him because he had not mentioned it.

"Where would you like to meet," she asked.

"Well I like to keep things low key and just meet some place you feel comfortable. How about Applebee's or some place like that. We can have couple of drinks and some food. Limit it to one hour and then we go our separate ways. From that point the ball will be in your court. I assumed you would rather meet some place away from where you live?"

"Yes that would probably be best. Why don't you pick a place and just e-mail us. How about 7 tomorrow?"

"That sounds perfect. Try not to be too nervous. I know you are probably overwhelmed about all of this but you are in control. If you do not want anything to happen I certainly will not push you."

"Thanks Greg. I look forward to meeting you. See you tomorrow," she replied and hung up the phone.

He seemed nice enough. She just hoped he did not turn out to be some crazy guy that they would regret ever meeting. 

****************

Cheryl was so nervous she could not even think straight. She could not believe that she had agreed to this meeting. She was not some sexy 20 year old with a hot body. She was a 43 year old mother of two. She had to admit she was in great shape but she had no illusions that her body was 20 years old. She picked out a dress she knew Scott like and slid it on. It was a halter top but pretty conservative but she felt very comfortable in it. Picking out some heels she walked downstairs holding them. It was still a few minutes before they needed to leave and she wanted to have a drink before they left, hell she would fix one to go also.

Scott knew that Cheryl was stressed about meeting Greg but he was pretty comfortable. It was agreed that nothing would happen tonight and that it would just be a meet and greet. Talk, get comfortable with each other and if everyone wanted another meeting would be set up to take things a little further. "Have a drink before we leave," he asked?

"Vodka and Cranberry, heavy on the vodka," she said with a smile trying to sound more confident than she felt. "Mix enough for me to take one for the road also."

"You got it. I was thinking that if we decide he is not a good match we need a signal. I was thinking you could order a rum and coke and since you do not like rum I would know you do not like him. What do you think," Scott asked.

"Why do we need a signal, we are not doing anything other than meeting. We can talk about a follow up when we are alone."

"True. Guess I am getting ahead of myself"

An hour later they were pulling into the parking lot of Applebee's in St. Augustine. After two strong, and large drinks Cheryl was feeling at ease and actually looking forward to meeting. If Scott was ok with her getting frisky with a good looking guy then who was she to complain. They asked for a booth next to the window so they could watch for Greg's arrival. 

"Nervous," Scott asked?

"Why should I be nervous? You are the one who should be worried. If Greg is as good looking as his photo then I could get used to his attention. You had better not get upset with anything that happens. One cross word from you and this whole thing is over."

"Pull the talon's in. I told you as long as I think you are safe you are free to enjoy"

They continued their banter until they saw Greg walk in the door. Cheryl immediately smiled. He was everything his photo showed and more. He was a little more muscular than he appeared in the photo and had a very confident air about him. Cheryl could tell he was flirting with the hostess as he looked around to find them. 

Spotting her he said something to the hostess and walked over to the table.

"Hi Cheryl," he said smiling as she got up for a quick hug. She did notice that he did not move enough to let Scott stand up to shake his hand and instead reached around her keeping Scott sitting down.

"It is great to finally meet you two. Cheryl you are as lovely as the photos. Frankly they do not do you justice. Scott how are you?

"We are doing great," Scott replied noticing Cheryl blushing beside him. "It is good to meet you also. I have to admit we are both a little nervous about all of this."

"I can understand that. A lot of people have the fantasy of this lifestyle but are concerned about the effects on their marriage. I want you to know that I will be very open with you. I have seen it work great for couples and terribly for others. I know that is not what you want to hear but I would rather not play and keep you as friends than play and you two have issues."

"Fair enough," Scott replied. "Where do we begin?"

Laughing Greg replied, "Not sure about you but I am going to order me something to eat and have a couple of drinks. We can get to the heavy stuff later after we get to know each other." He smiled at Cheryl as he motioned for the waitress. In the span of 5 minutes he had taken total control of the situation and Cheryl was thinking Scott might be in trouble.

An hour later the waitress cleared the table and had brought fresh drinks. It was clear Scott was comfortable as he and Greg talked football and business with Cheryl adding a comment here and there. Greg was careful to spend most of his time talking with Scott but he did look at Cheryl enough to let her know he was interested.

After the waitress left Greg turned more serious. "I feel like I know you both fairly well already just from our chats on-line but I would be interested in going through things again just to make sure we are on the same page." Greg knew that talking about things they had already discussed was a good way to ease them into new territory.

"Well not a lot to tell to be honest. It has always been an interest of mine. I am sexually liberal, very confident in our relationship and just think it would be fun to try a few things together before we take up the rocking chair. I know Cheryl is worried about the effect on our marriage and this affecting our relationship but my only concern really is some guy getting fixated on her and being a nuisance. "

"That is a valid concern. Some single guys just do not know how to play the game. With couples that is less of a concern but it is harder to find 4 people who are all attracted to each other. What about single females? Is that part of the deal," Greg asked?

Scott looked at Cheryl, "I don't think it is something we would say no to if it was the right situation but that is not the focus. The whole purpose of this is to try new things. Honestly I get just as excited about having an extra guy as I do about a couple or female."

Cheryl noticed they were both looking at her as they talked waiting for her to weigh in with her thoughts. Taking a quick drink she began, "I guess I am not as confident as Scott. I have never really had an interest in other guys. Not to say I have not seen a guy I thought was attractive but this lifestyle is really nothing that ever crossed my mind. Down the road as I get more comfortable I guess couples and ladies would be ok but initially I am not comfortable with that. You said that it had worked out bad for some couples. Tell us more about that."

"Well as we talked before. Couples who have a strong relationship I have seen it work out well. The lifestyle is something for them both to enjoy together and to keep things fresh in the bedroom. Where I have seen it fail is if the couple is using it to try and fix a bad relationship. They are already tired or discontented with each other and they are really looking at playing as something for themselves as opposed to something for them to share."

"That makes some sense. I just do not see how a husband could enjoy watching his wife playing with another guy. If this worked well and I got comfortable I guess I would not freak out if Scott played with a lady but it is not something I would enjoy. I would be doing it just for him," Cheryl said.

"Do not be so sure. Many wife's I know were as hesitant as you are but once they tried it and realized that the sex was just fun they really get into it. That is not to say that you do not develop some real friendships but it is not what you and Scott have. Scott do you have any concerns about jealously? Anything that you feel is off limits?"

"Not really. I am sure that I will have some jealousy at some time but nothing I cannot handle."

"Order me a rum and coke, " Cheryl suddenly said. "I need a break from Vodka."

Greg noticed the surprised look briefly play across Scott's face as he motioned for the waitress. All of a sudden there was tension and he could sense it. Not real sure what was happening he decided to back off. "Well the bottom line is the lady is always in control. It is about having fun and being comfortable and if everyone is not ready then it is best not to play." Looking at Cheryl he continued, "Cheryl you are lovely and honestly any guy would be crazy not to want to spend time with you. I am very interested and I hope to hear from you after you have had time to digest what we have spoken about. It is well past the agreed time limit so I will leave you two to think about things. Great to meet you both."

Shaking their hands he got up and walked to the bar as he motioned for the waitress. Taking the bill he quickly paid and waved to them as he headed for the door.

"What was that," Scott asked turning to Cheryl.

"You would be jealous? Scott this is asking for disaster. Greg seems very nice and if it was going to happen with anyone I can see it with him but I am not going to be put in a situation where I am worried about you being jealous."

"Babe you misunderstood. Of course I would be a little jealous. A little is a good thing. I would not be freaking out and you do not have to worry about me at all getting upset. I think Greg is very nice and I can see you are attracted to him. Do not write it all off just yet"

Grabbing her purse Cheryl got up and headed for the door.



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 01



I told them we'd had a wonderful time and we'd have to do this again as I held up a wife who'd had more than a little too much to drink.

On the way home Peg went on an on in her drunken stupor about me wanting to be with two women. 

"I never knew you wanted to do that, why didn't you ever tell me Ron?" she asked. "How am I supposed to improve our sex life if you keep these things from me. I liked Ann, and Steve seemed to be nice also. We should get together with them again," and so it went until we got home.

I paid the sitter and walked her home. By the time I got back, Peg was in bed waiting for me. She was still a little drunk but was horny as hell, I guess all the sex talk had a lot to do with it.

"I want to try anal tonight," she said in a matter of fact voice. "I still want you in my pussy, but I want you to finish in my ass."

"Peg, are you sure about this," I asked.

"Yes, Ann says I'll like it and there's no better time than now to try it," she told me.

I didn't have to do much to Peg to get her ready. She was blowing me, but I was already rock hard. It had always been a dream of mine to do anal with Peg, but I thought it would never happen so I just let it drop. Now she was the one who was pushing the issue; does it get any better than that?

I was tagging her from behind when Peg announced she was ready.

"Ron, get me ready and make sure you go slow," she told me.

I started out in her pussy all the while playing with her clit. I didn't want to go too fast, because I knew I probably wouldn't last too long in her tight ass. Taking a gob of KY jelly, I slipped in one finger and then the second. As I fucked her from behind, I started fingering her soon to be ex-virgin ass while she moaned below me.

Pulling out, and with my thumb and forefinger I eased in just the head. I don't know if it was the booze or my lubrication, but Pam never made a sound. I ever so slowly started working my dick in and out, about an inch at a time. 

"Oh my God!" Pam now said as I started to pick up the pace. 

As I stroked, holding onto her ass, Pam was playing and teasing her own clit. The first time I buried my cock, she put her head on her pillow and moaned a little. I eased up for a minute or two and then started to screw her ass in earnest.

She was now screaming something as I pounded her ass as I took over working her now swollen clit. With her hands now on the headboard, Peg started pushing back at me making sure she got the full length with each one of my strokes.

I was right I didn't last more than five minutes, before shooting my hot loads into her ass. Luckily, Peg followed right behind me. She fell forward and I along with her. We rolled over onto our sides, me still inside her ass. As I started to come down, I shrank and slipped out of her ass, along with the two loads I'd deposited. We were quiet for about five minutes before Peg spoke up.

"That was different, and fun, but I'd rather have you in my pussy if I had my druthers. But I do see what Ann meant when she said, "with one in her pussy and another in her ass, she was filled up. Ron honey, it felt like you were twelve inches long when you were in there."

"I didn't hurt you did I?" 

"Just the opposite, you felt wonderful," she said kissing me. "Thank God for KY though."

So, Peg and I got our first taste of anal and thank God she liked it. She eventually bought herself an eight-inch long vibrator and we had more than one session with me in one hole and the vibrator in the other. That always put her over the top.

We saw Steve and Ann about twice a month either at dinner or a BBQ at one of our houses. Peg was getting more and more ideas from Ann on what we could try and some worked and some I just refused to do. I baulked at having sex on the beach and in an open elevator at the Hilton Hotel. I guess Steve and Ann got all worked up, went up to the top floor, stopped the elevator and got it on.

"We were naked as jaybirds, fucking thirty-four floors up in a glass elevator where everyone could see; what a rush," Ann told Peg.

Peg started to wear more and more reviling out fits, when we went out to dinner. I probably should have said something, but she looked so damn hot and my wife had become a dynamo now in the sack. I was getting the best of both worlds. She looked as hot as she now was.

The first crack came at a party we went to with Steve and Ann. It was at a friend of theirs and Steve told me that it would be best if we took two cars because they might stay the night, he said with a wink.

The party was great and I was having a blast. Good food, an open bar that had everything and was held at a house ten times the size of ours. I'd never seen a house that had eight bedrooms along with a media room. I was having a sports discussion with a couple guys about the college team rankings and was probably drinking way too much. Ann and Peg said they were going to mingle with some of Ann's friends and about 9:00 I went looking for them.

There must have been fifty people there. I saw Steve and a few other people I've met over the last three months and went room by room looking for the girls and looking at the house at the same time. 

In the media room, there was a porno playing on the eighty-four inch screen and a few couples were starting to get it on in the seats. The next two bedroom doors were locked and I found Peg and a few other people in the third bedroom.

I walked up behind Peg, who was sipping on a glass of wine, and kissed her on the back of the neck as she then turned around and gave me a full mouth kiss with a lot of tongue. I was going to ask her where Ann was and what she was doing, but looking up I got my answer. Two well-hung men were on the bed naked, servicing Ann as everyone watched.

"Holy shit," I said to myself as I watched both Ann and everyone else in the room. It was like they were watching a sporting event, as there were both men and women there. 

"How long has this been going on?" I asked.

"She's working on guy two and three," Peg answered me. "She blew the first guy, and then these two guys just undressed and started fucking her. What a turn on," she replied as she reached behind and started feeling up my cock. Without another word, Peg grabbed my hand and took me to the adjoining bedroom and shut the door.

"Don't say a word," Peg said as she dropped to her knees and opened up my pants. 

Her mouth was so warm and I was feeling no pain just pleasure as she worked on me. With my pants around my ankles she sucked and licked like it was the last time we'd ever be doing this. I was so hard and hot I thought I was going to explode inside her mouth, but she wanted something else.

Pushing me onto the floor, she straddled my cock, pushed her thong to the side and impaled herself in one motion. Lowering the straps on her top, her breast fell free as I played with them twisting her nipples as she ground her pussy onto my dick.

"This wasn't happening. This wasn't fucking happening," I said to myself as she moved above me. I could hear Ann in the next room screaming for her partners to fuck her harder as I watched Peg work me in almost a sexual trance. 

When she climaxed she let out a scream that almost woke the dead as I now gave her all I had. I pulled her down to me as I sucked and bit her nipples and breasts as I continued to fill her up. Finally she just fell over on top of me.

"Damn Ron, I needed that. After watching Ann, you could have just lightly touched my clit and I would have gotten off," she told me kissing and exchanging spit with me. We kissed for another minute or two before we heard a woman's voice. Looking to our left, I saw a rather large woman on the bed with a man lying beneath her. 

"Next time try the bed, it's a lot easier on your ass," she said with a smile as she played with her own huge tits. I was a bit shocked but it didn't faze Peg at all that this couple had probably watched us ravishing each other on the floor.

She now had her eyes closed as it looked like she was concentrating on what he was doing to her. I could see his fingers working her big clit as she raised and lowered herself onto his long black dick.

"Don't you just love being on top? It gives me all the control in the world. I set the pace, I decide how deep to take him and I climax only when I want to," she said smiling again as we looked on. "Don't be shy, if you two want to join in, I plan on fucking him most of the night if he can keep it up."

"That's ok, we're about done for the night," I told her.

"Suit yourself," she said as she now leaned back onto her bedmate as we got our clothes back in order. 

In the bathroom we cleaned up and I was going to say something to Peg when she kissed me forcing me against the counter. 

"I need you one more time before we leave she said sitting on the edge of the counter. I'm still up there and I want you to finish me off."

There was no way I was going to be able to get it up again for at least twenty minutes so I lifted her dress and started licking her snatch as she now took off her thong and sat on the edge of the counter. She spread her outer lips for me as I sucked on her inner lips and licked her clit. 

"That's right, work it all the way down to my ass," she instructed me. "Roll your tongue around my clit and suck it, make it hard my love," she said as she leaned back against the mirror. "God you do that so well Ron, you're the best pussy sucker ever," moving my face up and down her now sopping wet cunt. 

I knew something was different when I felt another set of woman's hand on my head now pushing my face harder onto Peg's pussy.

"That's right Ron make my girl cum. Suck her clit until she fills your mouth with her juices," the voice said. I looked up and in the mirror saw a naked Ann's hands on my head.

I know I should have stopped it right there but the sight was so erotic and I was now starting to get hard again. I licked and sucked her pussy like a wild man as I drove Peg all the way up before she started to scream something and started to climax. 

Ann reached down, unbuckled my pants and let them drop. Grabbing my rod she stroked it until it got hard, placed it against the entrance to Peg's cunt and pushed me forward. She only did it once and I took over for her after that as I slammed into Peg as she screamed out in pleasure. 

Peg now saw Ann, smiled, and pulled Ann close to her. "I told you he had a great tongue," Peg said as she closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around me. "That's it, pound your pussy, make me cum my love as she twisted my nipples then kissed me.

I don't have a clue how long I pumped into Pegs; all I know is that Ann was rubbing my back and ass. Holding onto the back of Peg's ass, I went in as deep as I could and started to dump my load as I felt a set of hands massaging my balls. It was a sensation I'd never experienced as I shot load after load into Peg as Ann continued to caressed my nuts. 

"Oh yes," Peg yelled as she got off. She was driving her pussy forward as I slammed into her. In a couple of minutes we were both done and now alone. We must have kissed for twenty minutes before a knock on the door brought us back to reality.

"If you guys want to screw, use one of the bedrooms," the guy told us as we got ourselves together and walked back into the bedroom.

The other woman was still on the bed, but the black guy was now behind her giving her his meat. We made our way out of the room and headed down the stairs. There were a lot less people milling around now. It looks like everyone was starting to pair up for the evening's activities. We found a now dressed Ann and Steve in the living room by the bar.

"We're heading out," I told them still with my arms around Peg.

"I hope you enjoyed yourselves," Steve said with a wink.

"Peg and I had a great time, but I've got to get the sitter home and I'm pretty well drained myself," I said with a grin.

Ann came over and kissed Peg on cheek and gave her a hug whispering something in her ear. They both smiled a little, gave each other another hug and we headed out. They brought our car around and Peg asked if I was ok to drive.

"I'm sober now, but if I'd tried to drive earlier we never would have made it.

As we drove away, Peg committed on the house. 

"I've never been in a house that large. Ann and I did a tour with his wife just after we got there. Do you know they've got a pool, a sauna, a steam room and a hot tub?" she told me. "Their master suite has a duel king bed and the master bath has a shower the size of our entire bedroom. I wonder what he does for a living?" she asked.

"Real estate," I replied. "Steve said he made a killing before everything went bust and bought this house when it was in foreclosure last year," I told her. 

Peg had unbuckled her seat belt and was now next to me. She put her head on my lap and was now looking up at me. 

"You out did yourself tonight. I was so incredibly turned on watching Ann get it on with those guys, and even though I got off riding you I still needed more. Having you eat me out after just having sex was such a turn on, and when you took me on the counter with Ann in the room it was so incredibly hot and I didn't think I'd ever come down. I think if that guy hadn't pounded on the door, I would have rode you again on the damn bathroom floor," she said now rubbing my chest.

I was starting to get turned on again with all this sex talk and got hard.

"I feel something stirring beneath me," she said with a laugh. "Maybe a blow job on the way home is what the doctors ordered?"

"Babes were almost home, and can you imagine if we got pulled over. My dick in your mouth and me trying to explain to the cop why I was driving so erratic, I think not."

"Oh well, there's always later tonight."

We had one more session after our shower that night and never made it to bed until after 2:30 am. We talked a little bit about what happened before I found her and after with Ann. I still felt I had control of the situation and could play on the fringe, but was just fooling myself. The session with Ann in the bathroom I thought was hot. I didn't feel I was doing anything wrong, but I guess it sent the message to Peg that if it was ok for me, it would be ok for her also. I now had a hot wife that was trying to fuck me to death but I had lost control. 

We were pretty tied up with family and activities for the next three weeks. When Ann called and asked if we'd like to go up to a mountain retreat, with a group of ten couples for the weekend. Peg pleaded and even said she'd talk to my parents about baby-sitting the kids.

"Ann showed me pictures of the place and it's fabulous. It's on a lake and was at least three stories tall. Ann said that our host was even having all the meals catered; can we go please?" she begged with her wet puppy eyes.

"Oh all right, but you've got to promised me to go easy on the sauce," I told her.

"I promise," she said crossing her heart. "Now I've got to think about what to wear, and if I'll need to buy anything."

"Oh shit, this is probably going to cost me a bundle," I thought to myself, but she was happy and that's all that really mattered.

It was a four-hour drive up to the lodge and we did talk but mostly just enjoyed the scenery. When we arrived, Peg was right, it was a beautiful place. We were the third couple and got to pick our room. We took the top bedroom in the third story loft with the big windows and the skylight. I thought Peg was going to rape me as we unpacked.

"There'll be plenty of time for that later," I told her.

Everyone got there just after seven and we all were enjoying the BBQ ribs and steak coming off the grill. The booze was flowing and Ann and Peg found a group of three women and were all talking on the deck.

"What do you think of this place," Steve said coming up from behind me.

"What's there not to like? Since it faces East, the sunrise will probably be spectacular," I told him.

"I don't plan on being awake at 5:30 in the morning but if your up, take a picture for me. Where are the girls?" he asked. I pointed to the group on the back deck. "That looks like trouble," he said with a laugh. I think I'll get a refill, scream if you need anything."

By 9:00 I was starting to feel no pain and Peg was still hanging out with the women. I went over, kissed her on the neck and asked her if she wanted to try the bed upstairs.

"Hell yes," is all she said. "Ladies, if you'll excuse me, something's come up and I need to take care of it before someone else does," she said as the other women laughed. 

I think she was totally nude by the time we hit the third floor. There was another couple in the room across from us going at it with the door wide open, I shut ours. Peg was all over me as she pushed me back on the bed and started giving me an excellent blowjob. Peg turned around and mounted my face so I could get a taste of her pussy. I was licking and sucking her newly shave snatch when she let go for the first time. I fingered her pussy as I now ate her ass. When I drove my tongue in, she screamed out loud as I got ready to shoot myself. With her clit between my lips and a finger in her ass and pussy I started dumping my hot loads in her mouth. Peg was climaxing again as I now sucked her cunt as her juices dribbled down the sides of my cheeks. Peg stayed up another five minutes as I unsuccessfully tried to get her off one more time.

"That, my love, felt great," she said lifting her pussy off my lips. "Believe it or not, I think your getting better," Peg said licking my salty lips. "I told you he was the best," Peg said talking to someone past me.

I turned around and there standing in the doorway were four of the wives, drinks in hand.

"Damn just watching him made me wet," one said. "I wish Don was even half as good as him," another added. "Maybe he can give lessons to our husbands," a third added as they all started to laugh.

"All right ladies, if you'll excuse us, we're not quiet finished," Peg said shutting the door. "Damn women, none of them ever get enough it looks like," she said as she mounted my dick and leaned forward to kiss me.

I knew I should have said something right then and there, but it was now over and with her pussy milking my dick, I wasn't going to break her concentration. We went on for about twenty-five minutes more before we were done and in the shower.

"Hon, next time we need to lock the door. It looks like everyone watches everyone else," I told Peg. 

The party was in full bloom when we came back down stairs. Peg said she was going over to talk to the wives and I headed over to the bar. A Corona in hand I found Steve who was talking to two other guys.

"Speak of the devil," Steve said as I approached. "You know you got all of us guys in trouble don't you? The wives came downstairs and said what a good job you were doing on Peg getting her off and all. I told Ann; she married me for my dick, not my tongue as everyone laughed.

"Hell Steve, if it gets me in Peg's ass, it's worth every lick," I said holding up my Corona and everyone agreed. "Besides, I thought there wasn't anything you and Ann wouldn't do."

"There isn't, but I didn't say I liked everything we did. Hell Ron, after getting me off two to three times at night, after that I'm so tired I don't care what she does," he told me.

So, that's the way the evening went, the guys complaining, the girls comparing each others husbands and everyone drank. It was almost 1:00 am when I went looking for Peg. I found her in a group of about five women but what I saw even surprised me.

A woman named Carla was standing behind Peg, leaning against the wall, and had her arms around her. Her hands were all over Peg as she was rubbing her arms, shoulders and sides. I decided to watch for a little while. Peg was nursing a drink and more than once she closed her eyes when Carla's hands caressed the sides of her breasts.




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 01



"Damn, Peg was getting turned on," I thought to myself as I moved a bit closer so I could get a better look. When Ann moved in front of Peg and kissed her, I got hard instantly. I watched Ann move her hand under Pegs sun dress, between her legs and started to massage her cunt as Carla now started to work on her breasts.

"Makes you hot doesn't it?" the voice from behind said almost in my ear. It was Steve. "Both Ann and Carla are bi and it looks like their seeing if Peg wants to play with them tonight. They usually get together every couple of weeks and get it out of their system. I usually don't watch, but this is something new, with three of them," he told me. "In about two minutes Carla will ask her is she wants to go upstairs and then we'll see what Peg does."

I was going to tell him no way Peg would do it, but that was months ago before we started to broaden our sex lives. Right on cue Carla licked Pegs ears and whispered something into it. Ten seconds later the three of them ascended the stairs and I just stood there with my mouth open. 

"If you want to watch, Matt has each room wired for pictures and sound," he told me as he pulled me into a room in the back of the house. Grabbing another drink we sat down to enjoy the show, and what a show it was. 

Ann and Carla worked on Peg for twenty minutes getting her off at least three times with fingers, tongues and a large red dildo. Then Carla lay back on the bed and I watched Ann instruct Peg how to eat her pussy and show her how Carla liked the dildo to be used on her. Carla ended up with the dildo in her ass and my wives mouth on her pussy as she screamed out in pleasure.

Ann on the other hand got on all fours as Carla licked her clit from underneath as Peg worked the dildo in and out of her pussy. I just sat there drinking in disbelief. This was my prim and proper wife in a threesome with two women. Never in a million years did I ever believe this would be happening.

"The girls don't know about the cameras so you can't say a word, if you know what I mean." Steve told me. "When you kiss her, just say that she smells just like a pussy and wait for her reaction," Steve told me as we made our way over to the bar again.

God I hated to see what was next as I continued to drink waiting for Peg to resurface. She came back down about fifteen minutes later with a concerned look on her face. She found me and gave me a kiss. I smelled nothing but soap.

"I need a drink, " she told me as she downed one glass of wine before getting another.

"I went looking for you a while ago, where did you go off to?" I asked.

"A couple of the girls wanted to show me something," she replied. "Are you having fun?" she asked. 

"Yes I am, it's been a real eye opener so far this weekend," I told her.

"What say you and I go to bed? I'm a little worn out and if I have anymore to drink tonight I don't know what I'll do next," she said.

"That could be interesting," I said kissing her.

I told Steve and a few others goodnight as we headed up to our room. I toyed with the idea of telling Peg what I saw, but decided against it. We kissed and cuddled but didn't make love; I guess she was all worn out. I woke up with her in my arms.

We showered and didn't make it down for breakfast until 9:00, and were far from the last ones up. A couple of people looked like they just went to bed but others were fresh and ready to go. A couple of groups went fishing, some went off to climb the semi- mountain just across the lake, and the rest of us decided to hand out. About 2:00 Steve asked if I wanted to go to town with him and grab a couple of bags of ice. We were running short and also we'd need extra for the fish they'd probably catch.

"Are you two looking at swapping this weekend?" Steve asked me. 

"I don't think we're there right now, but thanks for asking," I said with a smile.

"I know you're not, but I think Peg is chomping at the bit. Have you ever heard of a soft swing? You do everything, but no penetration. This way you find out if swinging is right for you," Steve told me.

"Let me think about it and get back to you after I talk with Peg."

Dinner Saturday night was out of this world. It was an Italian buffet with all the trimmings. The wine flowed and by 8:30 most of the women and half the men were happy, if you know what I mean. I hadn't said a word to Peg but I think Ann mentioned to her that Steve and I had talked. The music was playing and people started to dance, if that's what you could call it.

People swayed to the music, but there was more grab ass and feeling than anything else. Peg danced with about four guys when she found me and pulled me on the floor. She was a little tipsy and was all over me.

"Are you having fun I asked?"

"Loads," she replied, kissing me.

"What do you want to do tonight?" I asked her.

"I want to try a soft swing," she said looking me right in the eye. "I know you and Steve talked about it, and if we both do it and stick to the rules, it won't be cheating," she told me.

"Do you have someone in mind?" I asked.

"Matt," she replied. "Steve doesn't interest me and I think he would be the best kisser," she said slurring her words.

"Hon, I'm afraid that once we cross that line, there may be no turning back." I cautioned her. "I don't want this to get out of hand. Maybe we should just pass on it tonight?" I asked her.

"Don't worry, we can handle it. Besides, Ann has been asking me all night if you were available, what do you think?" she asked.

I know I should have said hell no, no fucking way but I just stood there and she took my silence as a yes. 

"Thanks hon, I'll tell Ann you're available," she now said looking at Matt and nodding yes. "I'll be back in a little while and then we'll go up stairs and I'll thank you properly," she told me.

I lost my chance when she ran off to be with Matt. "What the fuck was I doing? I'm supposed to be the one in control," a voice in my head screamed as I chugged down the last of my beer. The next thing I knew Ann had my arm and was pulling me into one of the side bedrooms and locking the door.

"You're mine now," she said kissing me driving her tongue down my throat. I can't wait to test that talented tongue of yours," she told me as started kissing me again. We made out for about twenty minutes as we felt up each other. It was something like two teenagers parking in the back seat of your parent's car. That's when Ann took control.

She undressed and got me undressed. Her warm mouth was working my dick as I lay on the bed wondering if Peg was doing the same thing to Matt, but I got hard anyway. She then turned around and eased her pussy to my lips. She smelled freshly washed with just the hint of a perfume that really smelled good. I figured I might as well get it over with so I could get out and reclaim my bride.

I ate her pussy like there was no tomorrow. I licked and sucked her clit, which was twice the size of Pegs, until she came the first time shooting her juices all over my face. I fingered her pussy with two fingers and finally gave her what she'd been dying for; I reamed her ass deeply with my tongue. 

She pulled off my dick and moved her ass even closer to my face as she moaned and screamed. I rolled her over on her back and pushed her legs to her chest as I consumed her hairless twat. I licked, fingered and finally got her off again with her clit between my teeth and a finger in each hole. Ann sent out a spray that hit me in the chest as I tried to catch it in my mouth.

"I need you in my ass," Ann screamed at me as she tried to slip my dick in her brown hole.

"Sorry Ann, not tonight," I told her. "This is only a soft swing, no penetration tonight," I told her.

"Well then finish me off with your wonderful tongue," she announced as she spread her pussy lips for me.

Five minutes later Ann screamed out, "holly fuck, yes," as she held my head onto her pussy as she gave it up.

"That was great, but you haven't got off yet," she said pushing me back on the bed. "That is something I'm going to take care of right now."

She was a pretty good cocksucker and it sure as hell didn't take her long to completely drain me.

"Well that's round one," she said with a smile.

"And I'm saving round two for Peg later on tonight," I told a pouting Ann.

We got cleaned up and headed out to the dining room. I grabbed a beer and Ann went over to her group of friends to no doubt give them a report as I looked for Peg. After five minutes I figured she was still with Matt. Then I got a brainstorm, the video room. I was in there in two minutes, shut the door and started flipping channels.

I went room by room. Most had couples fucking in them as I adjusted the controls to zoom in or fade out. I finally found the room with Matt and Peg. They had the bedside light on and he was between her legs. Peg was moaning softly as I adjusted the volume up. I wondered if she'd already given him a blowjob but soon realized that she had. 

"You swallowed my load and now I'll take everything you can give me," Matt said as he licked away shoving two fingers into her pussy. "Your husband must be pretty small because you're so God damn tight," he told her as she screamed for him to add a finger. 

He flipped her over on her stomach, raised ass up and started fingering her pussy and ass like a man insane as he stroked his cock. He was hung. He had to be at least nine inches and very thick. He was using something on his dick that made it shinny and now rock hard. 

My being in control ended when he knelt down behind her and eased the head into her pussy as she screamed. With in ten seconds he was deep in her pussy pounding away as all I could do was watch and cry.

"Oh my God yes," Peg screamed as Matt pounded away at her. She now had her hands on the headboard pushing back to meet his every thrust telling him she felt so full for the first time ever. 

When he asked her where she wanted it, she told him in her pussy as she reached back and pulled him in even tighter.

I was numb and no longer wanted to be there. I was now officially a fucking wimp and watching my wife service our host and had nothing to stop it. When Matt pulled out Peg cleaned him off with her mouth. When Steve came into the camera view with a rock hard dick stating he was going to take her ass I dashed out of the room. "No more, no fucking more," I said as I ran upstairs and found Matt's bedroom.

Steve was already deep in Peg's ass as I came through the door. One punch to the side of his head dropped him.

"What the hell are you doing?" Matt yelled.

"This was suppose to be a soft swing, it doesn't look soft to me," I screamed at him. "Peg get your ass up, we're leaving now," I yelled as I reached for her. 

"Ron, it's not what you think," is what she started to say before I stopped her. 

"Peg shut up, go upstairs and pack. I'll be up there in a minute," I told her.

Steve was just coming around and was more than a little mad. I kicked him in the side and he rolled over.

"You bastards you set us up. You planned this when you tried to talk me into doing a soft swing with you and Ann. How you fit in with his plan Matt I don't give a shit, but we're out of here. Don't ever contact us again because if you do, I'll shoot your ass next time and put you in the fucking grave; do you understand?" I yelled.

I turned around and headed up to our bedroom. Peg was crying on the bed and I had to tell her twice to get moving. We were packed and heading home within a half hour. I was a quiet ride home. I tried to talk to her a couple of times but all she did was cry and say she was sorry. Finally she just starred out the window.

I dropped her off at home and went to pickup our kids from her mothers. I told them we cut it short because Peg was feeling a little sick but was all right now that we got home. The kids hugged their mother, said how much they missed her and asked what she'd brought them back; just like kids.

Every time I tried to talk to her about it, she'd get all teary eyed and say it was all her fault, and it wasn't. 

"If I hadn't been such a fucking wimp none of this wouldn't have happened," I kept telling myself. I wanted to make sure she was one hundred percent satisfied and ended up watching two guys fuck my wife. Now what the hell do I do? It's a chinch we won't be going back to our boring unsatisfied sex life, as she told me at the beginning of this adventure. But there was no way I was going to allow this to happen again, so we sit and say nothing.

I haven't initiated sex nor has she in the last two weeks. Every time I think about it, I see Matt and Steve plowing into her pussy and ass or Ann and Carla getting it on with her. We kiss goodnight and goodbye in the morning but that's about all. 

Friday night it came to a head. Her parents had taken the kids for the weekend and by the time I got home, Peg had planned the night. She fixed Mexican food, had a chilled six-pack of Corona and was dressed in a sexy outfit. I sloshed down one and opened another.

"Do you want to eat first or meet me upstairs, your choice," she told me. I chose the latter. 

I was undressed waiting for her when she came out nude and eased onto the bed. We kissed a little hesitantly at first, but then got into it hot and heavy and we made up for lost time. What killed the mood was when she turned on a porno movie. It was a threesome with a woman and two guys. I lost my erection and my desire. I went over to the DVD player, ejected it and broke it in half.

"I never want to see something like this in our house ever again," I told her throwing the two pieces on the floor. "And if I don't do it for you any more, without all the rest of the props and movies well then tough, leave and go back to your new friends," I told her as I got dressed and walked out.

Was I part of the problem? Hell yes. But, I was going to be a major part of the cure. We couldn't undo what we'd talked ourselves into, but we could go back to what worked before all this shit went down. Will we succeed? I'm optimistic but it can go either way. Maybe driving around for the rest of the night will give me a few more ideas. I'd sure hate to toss our marriage on the scrap heap because we let a few people talk us into doing something we both knew was wrong. Only time will tell though.



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 02



I want to thank Wolf Vixen for her help in catching what I never see. So sit back and think o yourself what would you have done if you were Ron.

*

You ever try and catch smoke in your hands? It's pretty much impossible and that's what I feel my chances are of salvaging my marriage right now. Putting the genie back into the bottle is probably not going to happen and I've only got myself to blame.

I don't think of myself as wimp or a cuckold, just a stupid husband that gave his wife too much rope and I think she just hung herself. You see, after that discussion we had months ago, where my wife said I didn't do it for her all the time, I should have taken a different approach. I should have taken total control instead of letting her take the lead. But hell, after fifteen years, I thought I could trust her; how in the hell did I know she'd be thinking with her pussy.

The porn and sexual games at home were really exciting. Peg had never taken the initiative before and for a change it was kind of nice. When we started going out and role-playing I should have put my foot down, but the sex was the best of my marriage and I didn't want to give it up.

My biggest mistake was befriending Steve and Ann. We both realized that they, and their friends, were swingers and should have steered a wide path away from them, but besides the obvious, they were normal. Hell, we didn't even realize it, until the third party that something else was going on. We'd always left early, but when we stayed that one night to the end, and Peg opened the door, I guess there was no turning back; for her any way. 

Peg and I both thought we could stay just on the fringe, watch and use it as an aphrodisiac to take our sex lives to an ever higher level; we were wrong. It started with Ann, then Carla and finally Steve and Matt turned the heat up from high to broil. 

So now I'm in my car driving around trying to get my head around what to do next. I don't want my marriage to end, but we've now got two different opinions on how to move foreword. It took us over a month to get past the incident at the lake cabin and now she seems to be going back to where all our problems began; I won't stand for it again.

By 3:30 AM I was back in my kitchen and asking myself what I was going to do next. Thank God it was Saturday and I could go back to bed for a couple of hours, I was physically and emotionally drained. I snuck back upstairs and found Peg wide-awake sitting on our bed.

"Ron I'm so sorry," she said running to me. "I wasn't sure you'd be back after the way you left," she told me as she hung onto my body like it was her life raft. "I'll do what ever you want not to lose you."

"Peg lets go back to bed. We're both too tired to think straight and tomorrows another day," I said prying her arms off me. "I just need a couple of hours sleep and I know we can work this out," I said kissing her. And that's what we did. We got back into bed and fell asleep in each other's arms. "Every thing will turn out ok, I know it," I said to myself looking down at my wife nestled in my arms. "I know it will."

We slept until almost 9:30 the following morning. Peg was awake looking at me when I finally opened my eyes.

"I love you, you've got to believe that," is the first thing she told me kissing me lightly on the lips. As I turned over on my side to face her, I could see she was naked. The slutty outfit she'd come to bed with was gone and she was wearing exactly what I liked, nothing.

"Morning. How long have you been up?" I asked. 

"About an hour. You were sleeping so soundly I just let you sleep. Are you ok? Are we ok?" she asked.

"I hope so," was my reply.

"Good, because I need you this morning more than any I've ever needed you before," she told me smothering me with her lips. I guess the hell with bad breath this morning.

I though with what Peg had said, we would have had wild crazy sex, but just the opposite happened, we made love. We kissed longer and with more passion than we'd done in years. I caressed every square inch of her body with both my tongue and fingers as I finally planted my lips on her pussy. 

Peg was so aroused; the entire room had this musky sexual smell. I licked and sucked until I thought my tongue was going to fall off and then I did it a bit more. When she finally orgasmed, I drank her fluids as I rolled her onto my face as she rode my tongue all the while fingering her own clit. 

Grabbing the headboard she lifted her pussy off my sticky face and cleaned it with her lips. 

"Just lie back," she instructed me. "I need to do this for you," she said moving between my legs.

Peg was a good cocksucker but this morning she out did herself. She didn't cave in the top of my head; more so teased me until I thought I'd explode. The gentle licks and the tickling of her fingertips drove me up the wall. More than once I thought she was going to give me the release I was begging for, but stopped at the last minute. I was going to forcibly grasp her head and shoot my wad down her throat when she suddenly stopped.

"Oh come on Peg," I told her in excruciating pain.

"Does my baby need a release she said in her best baby talk? Maybe this will help," she said easing her pussy down on my rock hard cock in one smooth stroke.

Peg liked this position; She had full control and loved the power. With my hands on her hips, I helped her raise and lower herself on my dick. At the end of the down stroke, she would wiggle her ass making sure she had all of me in her. This went on for about seven minutes before I erupted.

I could feel every spurt as they went out of the end of my dick. I was using my thumb and forefinger to massage Peg's clit and she came right after me. I felt her muscles clamp down on my dick as she milked me of every last drop. 

"God, I hope she's satisfied, because I've got nothing left," I thought to myself as I rolled her onto her side.

She lay there with her eyes closed as I tenderly kissed her lips.

"Sleep now," she told me as she wrapped her arms around me never opening her eyes. 

We slept and stayed in bed most of the day. If we weren't kissing we were caressing one another, it was like we were on our honeymoon again.

"I've got to eat something today," I told Peg as I watched her spread her legs and pull apart her outer lips. "Food, I need food," I told her.

"You sure you don't have another one left in you?" she asked.

"Maybe later, but for now we need to hit the showers and get something in our stomachs."

We still played around in the shower as I tried my best to wash up and shave the stubble off my face. I finished, got out of the shower and started to get dressed. Peg was still flaunting her body as I reminded her that we still had to pickup the kids at my parent's house.

Peg was all smiles as we ate breakfast at 3:30 pm at Denny's.

"I'm so lucky to have you," she said grabbing my hand and kissing it. "Ron, you're the only one I want and need," she told me.

"I'm glad you feel that way hon, because I'm not going back to where we just came from," I told her. We still hadn't had the talk, but that was coming in a day or two.

"What do you mean I can't see Ann anymore?" Peg yelled at me. "She's my friend."

"Peg, she and Steve are swingers, don't you remember what happen last time?"

"Ron, I know that, but that doesn't mean I can't go shopping and out with her sometimes does it?" she asked.

"Honey, don't you remember that's how it all started. A few drinks, then a BBQ here and a party there and before we knew it, we were swinging right along with them. I'm not going to let that happen if I have any say in it."

"Then, I don't want you hanging with Don anymore." 

Don was one of my oldest friends.

"What's the matter with Don?" I asked.

"I guess you have a selective memory," she replied. "How many times have I had to drive you home from his house or watched you come home by cab after stopping off for a few with your buddy Don. Ron, he's a fucking alcoholic for Christ's sake and when you're with him you drink like he does," she threw it back at me. "One of these days he or you are going to have an accident and end up hurting or maybe killing someone."

She was right but I didn't see it as the same as with Ann. 

"So, what'll it be? I'll give up Ann, if you give up Don," she told me.

"At least I never slept with Don," I told her playing my ace in the hole. "I know for a fact that you, Carla and Ann did a little experimenting up at the cabin. Hell, Steve and I watched the whole thing on tape," I told her letting the cat out of the bag. 

"Did you two get hot? Did you get off watching us?" she spit back at me. "Do you want to start throwing stones? Like when Ann took care of you in the bathroom before we had sex. Is there anything else you want to bring up now that we're putting everything on the table? I told you I fucked up and got caught up in it; I admit I was wrong but I'm not going to become a hermit or recluse because of it," she told me in no uncertain terms. "I told you I agree with no more swinging, but if you can tell me who I can and can't see, it has to go both ways."

It looks like we're agreeing to disagree by the looks of it.

"Ok, you can see Ann, but no more funny business, understood? If we can't trust one another, we've got nothing," I told her.

"Look Ron, we got in way over our heads and it's not going to happen again, it's all in the past and it's time we move on. I trust you and you're going to have to trust me if we still want to make a go of this marriage. If not, let's just call it quits now and move on. I don't want to think you're having me watched or followed every time I leave the house," she told me. "I love you, but I won't live my life like that."

I guess she was right. Unless we trusted one another we had nothing.

"Alright, we start fresh as of right now. However, one slip by either one of us and all bets are off, agree?"

"Agree," Peg replied giving me a big kiss. "Sealed with a kiss," she said.

And life went on until I broke my own agreement.

Don had two tickets to the UCLA big football game. I kissed Peg goodbye as she told me to have a good time. We tail gated for two hours and then watch our team kick ass. A bunch of us went over to an after party bash and we got totally fucked up. I know we should have taken a cab home but was so out of it I didn't know which way was up. Don ran a red light and we broadsided another car.

We got a few cuts and scrapes but Don was ticked for running a light, involvement in an accident and a DWI. They transported us to the emergency room and our wives were called to pick us up. It wasn't pretty.

"Yell at me. Tell me what a dumb shit I am," I said to myself as we drove home in silence. Peg said she was thankful I had on my seatbelt and that no one got killed but that was all. We got home and she told me to take a shower because I smelled of booze and cigarettes. I was still pretty drunk but sobering up fast.

"You want something to eat?" she asked. When I said no, she told me to go to bed and sleep it off. "We'll talk later," was all she said. 

I went to bed, got up twice and puked and slept in until the kids woke me up just before 11:00.

"Feel better?" Peg asked. "Because you look like shit," she added. "I've got coffee down stairs and breakfast waiting on you. Also remember we're having dinner with your parents tonight at their place," she added.

How I made it through that day I'll never know. I was still a little sick to my stomach but I wasn't going to let Peg know that, I'd sooner have died.

Finally after the kids were down for the night she let me have it.

"I've been out with Ann and Carla, lets see, maybe eight times since our last discussion. I haven't been to bed with either so I guess that still makes me a good girl. Now let's see, you've been out with Don twice. The first time you came back a wee bit drunk but this time you two really out did yourselves. What would you have done, if he'd killed that family or worse yet, if you'd died leaving us fatherless? You've always told me I'm the weak one, well for once I'm not," she said making me feel like shit. 

I said I was sorry until I was blue in the face. I'd screwed up big time and knew it. Thank God after two weeks it was history. Peg never brought it up and I sure as hell wasn't going to. I don't know if Peg thought she had me one up, but that's the way I was now reading it.

When she went out with her friends, it was almost like she was waiting for me to say something, but I never did. When she went with Ann, Carla and six other women to see the Chip and Dale dancers, I never said boo. However, when Peg said that a group of the girls were going on a weekend retreat to the mountains, I said more than boo.

"Peg I'm not comfortable with this," I told her. "I don't like the idea of you being alone with Carla and Ann for the weekend. Remember what happened lat time?"

"Ron, there are going to be eight other women there. What do you think, it's going to be a damn orgy," think about what you're saying. "I haven't said a word about anything you've done and I need you to trust me," she told me.

I trusted her to a point, but that I didn't trust the rest of the women. I still felt we'd been setup that night. The soft swing had been a ruse to get us both involved. I did more than I should have but Peg jumped in with both feet. I didn't want that to happen again, but I couldn't not let her go.

"Peg I trust you, so go and have a good time. But not too good a time if you know what I mean."

We had great sex that night. As we lay there exhausted, basking in the after glow I asked the question that'd been bouncing around in my brain ever since after our conversation almost a year ago.

"Peg, do I still do it for you?"

"What? What kind of question is that Ron?" she asked.

"You know, are we ok? Do I still rock your world or do you still need that push some times to send you over the top?"

"I'll be honest with you Ron, it's a lot better than it was, but every once in a while, be it because I'm tired or what ever the reason, it takes a lot longer. But my love, you always manage in the end to get the job done," she said smiling and kissing me.

I don't know if I was good with that or not, but at least she got off and wasn't looking for someone else to satisfy her needs, or at least that's what I kept telling myself.

I watched and helped her pack. There was nothing fancy or sexy in her suitcase that I saw. She had her nightshirts and even took her one-piece bathing suit instead of that sexy yellow number she'd worn at the last two parties. I filled up her car with gas, checked the tires and she was off to pickup three other women. I was alone for the weekend and didn't have a thing on my plate. 

She about tore off my dick when she came back Sunday night. She fixed the kids dinner and grabbing me by the hand she pulled me into the shower.

"My mind's so dirty right now after being in the same cabin with ten over sexed, and I guess under satisfied wives, I'm ready to burst at the seams," she said as she dropped down right in the shower and started giving me a blowjob.

We never even dried off before hitting the sheets. Peg was all over me and it was all I could do to keep up with her. She swallowed, I ate and in the end there was this cry of sexual satisfaction.

"Damn, I hope we didn't scare the kids," Peg told me. "I haven't been that vocal in quite some time. But you hit all my buttons tonight," she said biting my left nipple. "You got another one left in you?" she said stroking my cock and then applying her lips to it.

"Give me a minute to at least catch my breath girl," I told her. "I'm not twenty one anymore and need a little time to juice up again." And so it went from that night.

A guy will never admit his wife has a larger sexual appetite than he does. I was still a manly man, but I could no longer keep up with Peg. She wanted something every night and on weekends a couple of times a day.

I was cutting the grass one Saturday morning and Peg was watching me out the sliding glass window in our bedroom. Every pass I'd glance over to see if she was still there. Then it started. On the next pass I noticed that her blouse was open as she flashed me her tits, the next time it was totally off as she stood there with her hands on her hips. The next she was standing there in just a red thong and finally she was totally in the buff with the door open as she asked if I wanted to pull my battleship into her harbor.

"Peg damn it, how about if someone sees you?" I said but I think she got a little annoyed that I didn't come in. On my final pass Peg was sitting on a chair, in the doorway, with a red vibrator working it in and out of her pussy with one hand while the other played with her tits. The lawn would have to wait.

This was the type of shit she started to do if I refused her sex. I know what you're saying, you'd kill for a wife like that, and I would have agreed with you four months ago, but now I was getting worn out. Don't get me wrong, I still loved my wife but how much sex can a person take? I'm not over the hill and don't need the little blue pill yet, but my dick was always sore now. Then on that fateful Saturday night, I did an unmanly thing; I turned her down not once but twice.

I was busy in the afternoon doing something around the house and told her I couldn't be bothered right then and there and by 10:00 that night I was tired and the last thing I needed to do is to perform.

"Why don't I just get you off and I'll make it up to you tomorrow," I told her.

"Don't you luv me anymore?" Peg said talking like a little spoiled girl opening up her top to show me her beautiful breasts. "I'll bet I can talk Mickey into wanting to play," she said licking her lips crawling up between my legs.

"Peg, I said no! We'll make love tomorrow. I'm tired and I need some sleep damn it," I said in probably too harsh of voice. "Come here and we can cuddle," I said trying to make amends but it was too late.

"No that's alright, you go to bed and get some sleep," Peg said as she got out of bed. "There's a few things in the kitchen I can clean up," she said putting on her robe. "Just go to sleep and I'll be up later," she told me turning off the light and shutting the door. I was fucked and didn't even realize it.

After that night most of the games stopped. She still asked but not as often. I tried to make it up to her but I was much happier with four mind blowing sessions a week instead of trying to get it up for nine half ass ones. She still went out with her friends and I was dumb, happy and naive.

About two months into my bliss I noticed that my cell phone bill was going up. Not calls mind you, we kept going over on text messages.

"Hon, are you texting?" I asked one night. 

"Yeah, it saves time, especially if I don't want to spend the time on the phone with them," she told me.

"Well, last month it cost me an extra $30.00 bucks," I told her. "If you want to keep doing it, I'll just update our plan to include unlimited texting."

"Thanks hon," she said from the kitchen.

"Who in the hell is she texting that much to," I wondered.

That was the first clue and I never picked up on the second one until it was too late. Sex was still good but we'd gone back to the same old vanilla sex of years past. When I said something Peg almost took my head off.

"You were the one who told me that you didn't want me to do experiment anymore, and I'm not. We make love, you get off, I get off, what more do you want?" she asked.

"It just seems so methodical lately. Maybe we could spice it up a bit?"

"What's a bit Ron? Porn? Role-playing? Toys? What are we talking about here? I want to make sure I don't step over the line again," she told me.




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 02



Chapter 2 -- Susan Starts to Cut Loose

When I awoke the next morning, Susan was already up. If you want to know what happened last night, please read chapter 1.

I showered and put on some lounging pants and a t-shirt and headed to the kitchen. I could smell the coffee and bacon frying from two rooms away. Susan was dressed in one of my t-shirts, making breakfast. I hugged her from behind and let my hands squeeze her breasts until she shook me off.

"Bacon is hot and I don't want to get burned," she said. But we can play later... if you are up to it. In the meantime, have some coffee and let's talk about last night."

I poured myself a cup of coffee and said, "Yes, I'd like to talk about that. You took me completely by surprise."

"Are you OK with what happened?" she asked.

"I think so. I have missed the passion that we seemed to have lost somewhere along the way, and it was great to feel it again; but I am hoping this doesn't mean bad things for our relationship."

"Like what?"

"Well, I get that you want to have a more active sex life and that you want to have other men. Does that mean that you don't want me anymore?"

"No, silly. I love you and I want you, especially now. Lots of women equate sex with love, but I am not wired that way. I have wanted to get laid by other men for years, but I just suppressed the urge. When you went off to Judi's gangbang last night, you wound up giving me permission to stop suppressing myself and let loose. And it's not like I want to go off and fuck other men behind your back. I want to do it in front of you."

"So how do you feel about my fucking Judi."

"Liberated."

"Say more," I said.

"Well, I understand that men think with their dicks and are wired to want to fuck anything with pretty boobs and a pussy. I get that, and I don't begrudge that. I wish you had not felt the need to hide that from me, but I take responsibility for hiding myself from you, so I guess I have no right to expect you to have done anything different. But now the pussy is out of the bag, so to speak. We both know that we both want to have a more active, exciting and even public sex life and that we want to fuck others, but come home together. That is very liberating to me. It means that I don't have to hide myself from you and you don't have to hide from me. If you want to fuck Judi or any other woman, just invite me along. Who knows, I may learn to like licking pussy as well."

I had to admit that her honesty felt good, and I felt excited by the creative possibilities that lay ahead of us. 

"OK, I'm liking this," I said. "So what kinds of limits or boundaries do you want us to put in place?"

"Well, for one, no lies. No sneaking around behind each other's back. If you want to fuck someone, tell me up front, even if that means that you call me as you are sitting with her."

"So you are saying that I meet some woman who turns me on and you want me to call you and say, 'Honey, I just met Mary Jane and I want to fuck her. OK?'"

Susan laughed and said, "I guess that sounds kind of silly, doesn't it. But imagine how it would feel if you trusted me enough to call me while you are fucking her and tell me about it in the moment. Now she may be a bit taken aback, but let's reverse roles here. Say I meet someone and I want to fuck him. So I come on to him and start making out with him and while I am letting him lick my pussy, I call you and say, 'Honey, I have just met this stud and he is licking my pussy right now and it feels so good. I am going to give him a fucking he won't forget. Oh, baby, that feels so good. Yes, stick your cock in my pussy while my husband listens.' What do you think?"

"I'm not so sure that will work, but if you want to try it and let me know, I'm game. But what I can agree to is to be absolutely honest about what I have done. So if I fuck someone but don't call you while she is sucking my cock, I will tell you about it as soon as I can."

"Perhaps we are getting ahead of ourselves here. It's not like I want to go somewhere right now and pick up some stud and fuck him. What I really want is to have fun and games with you. In fact, I have an idea about what we can do today. Are you game?"

"What's your idea?" I asked.

"I want to go shopping for shoes and then take in a movie."

"Sounds rather tame to me, but I'm game. It looks like a nice day."

"Trust me, I will make it interesting for you," she said with a big smile on her face. She pulled the front of her t-shirt up to show me she her pussy, then quickly pulled it down and said, "Eat your breakfast. I'm your lunch."

We finished breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen and then Susan disappeared into the bathroom. I put on some shorts and a clean t-shirt and settled in front of the TV in the living room while she did her thing. She emerged an hour later wearing a cut-off t-shirt and a mini skirt that barely covered her. I remembered this mini skirt from the early days of our marriage. She still fit into it quite nicely, but I had forgotten how short it was. 

"Ready to rock and roll?" she asked me as she headed for the door. She opened the door and flipped the back of her mini skirt up to show me that she was naked underneath it, and said, "Let's find some shoes."

As we drove to the local mall where they had several shoe stores, Susan played with her nipples to get them hard. The t-shirt she was wearing was thin and cut off just below her boobs, and she had also removed the arms so and made the arm holes bigger, so that the view from the side was quite sexy. And all she had to do was lean over and the t-shirt would pull away from her chest and offer a fetching view of her breasts.

We got to the mall and Susan directed us to the nearest shoe store that had women's heels. We walked into the store and Susan spotted a young salesman in his early twenties with a nametag pinned on his chest and walked right up to him and said, "Sandy, I want some three inch heels for a party I am going to. I like black. What do you have?"

Sandy had apparently sold shoes to lots of women because he didn't get flustered by Susan's rather obvious come on and said, "Have a seat over here and I will get your measurements." He guided her to a seat facing into the store with her back to the store entrance and sat down on the short stool in front of her. I took a seat nearby where I could watch the action.

Susan offered her right foot to Sandy who slowly unbuckled her sandal. He was taking his time as he asked her to stand up on the device they use to measure shoe sizes. He gently measured both the length and the width of her foot and then said, "I think I have just the shoe for you. I will be right back."

Susan sat back down and winked at me as Sandy went into the back of the store to hunt for shoes. He returned a couple minutes later carrying three boxes and sat down in front of Susan to help her on with the first pair. Susan offered him her foot, and as she did so, she spread her legs just far enough so that Sandy and I could both see up her skirt to where her panties should have been. I had expected to see her nicely trimmed bush, but instead, I saw a completely bald pussy. She had shaved it this morning without telling me. 

The sight was not lost on Sandy as he took his time helping her on with the shoe. And since no woman can walk around in one heel, Sandy had to repeat the process with Susan's other foot. This time, Susan leaned back in her chair so that her t-shirt pulled up and exposed the bottoms of her breasts. She winked at Sandy as she spread her legs a little further and said, "Is that hard?"

Susan was not referring to the difficulty Sandy was having strapping on her second shoe. Instead, she was looking directly at Sandy's crotch which had a rather substantial bulge in it. Sandy blushed and smiled as he said, "It gets harder, but I can handle it. Can you?"

"What size is it?" Susan asked.

"You're a size seven," Sandy replied.

"Not my shoe size, silly. Your cock size. How big is it?"

Sandy blushed again, but stayed in the game as he said, "Would you like to measure it yourself?"

"Only if my husband can watch and only if I can make it get smaller when I am finished measuring it," said Susan.

"Well, we have a break room in the back of the store, and Jessica can cover the front. Jessica, can you cover for me for a few minutes?"

"Is that all it will take you?" Jessica flashed back with a knowing grin.

"Maybe Jessica can measure my husband while you and I go exploring," Susan offered. "Jessica, can you take care my hubby for me? Be a good girl and don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"He will be in good hands," Jessica replied with another grin as she walked over to me and invited me to switch to a seat facing the back of the store instead of the front. Jessica was blonde and in her early twenties and built to sell shoes. She had a full set of boobs and a very low cut blouse and knew that her boobs helped her sell shoes.

"So let me take your measurements," she said as she bent over in front of me, giving me a clear view of most of her marvelous mammeries. She picked up my foot, took my shoe and sock off and then tucked it into her lap as she slid her stool closer to me. With one foot still in her lap and pressing into her pussy, she picked up my other foot and took off my other shoe and sock. "So what would you like?" she asked, again flashing me her sexy grin.

"What do you have to offer?" I replied, giving her the room to get creative. She started massaging one foot with her hands while she squirmed on her chair and massaged my other foot with her legs and pussy. She pushed the foot she was holding back towards me so that I had to bend my knee and this caused mu shorts to gap open. I wear loose boxers, and my cock was getting rather stiff from all of her attention. As my shorts gapped open, I could feel the air conditioning hit my now exposed cock and I could see from the look in her eyes that she was enjoying the view. 

"How about a trip to the break room when Sandy is finished with your wife?" she offered with a smile, as she leaned over and made sure I had a great view of her boobs. She pulled her elbows in so that the top of her blouse pulled even further away from her chest and I could see most of both boobs, but I couldn't see her nipples. Then she took one hand and slid it up my leg and into my shorts and gave my cock a quick squeeze and said, "Keep that hard for me. I'll be right back."

Jessica disappeared into the back of the store and came back moments later. She was carrying her cell phone and she showed me a picture she had just taken. Susan was sucking Sandy's cock and smiling at the camera. She had his cock half way down her throat in the picture, and Sandy had a look of pure bliss on his face. 

"He won't last long, and he needs at least 20 minutes to recharge," Jessica said. I know from past experience.

"Seems like you two have a pretty good relationship," I said.

"Friends with benefits," Jessica replied. "No strings, just the occasional suck and fuck. We usually do it at the end of the day, but whenever a slut like your wife comes in and flashes her gash, we have an agreement that we both get a piece of the action."

"So this is a regular event for you two?" I asked.

"Well, it happens about once a month... more often in warm weather. And you would be surprised how often the husband comes along for the ride... just like you did."

"So what happens when only the woman shows up?"

"Sandy gets to take her in the back, and he buzzes me as soon as he has cum. Then I go back and invite her to let me give her another orgasm or two." Jessica stuck out her tongue and mimicked licking pussy and then smiled and winked at me."

"So are you gay?" I asked.

"No, I'm bisexual. I love sex with both men and women." 

I heard her cell phone buzz and she said, "That's my signal. Are you ready to ride?"

She led me into the back of the store as Sandy made his way back to the sales area. He was zipping his fly and straightening himself up as we met in the middle of the store.

"She is one hot slut, your wife," Sandy said. "And she's a great cocksucker. She inhaled me and pumped me dry in no time." And with that, he gave me a high five and headed back to the front of the store to sell some more shoes.

Jessica let me into the break room where Susan was sitting on a chair, her skirt pulled up and her hands rapidly flicking her clit as she masturbated. 

"Here, let me do that," said Jessica as she knelt down between Susan's legs and started licking her pussy.

Susan started stroking Jessica's hair and pulling her head into her pussy. Her eyes had a far-off glaze to them and she was clearly enjoying Jessica's attention. 

I just stood there for a few minutes and watched the action between them and then I knelt behind Jessica and started to stroke her back, her buns and then her boobs. I reached into her top and started playing with her nipples and she pulled away from Susan's pussy just long enough to say, "Fuck me quickly, I only have a ten minute break."

I pulled her dress up and her panties down and guided my missile into her pussy and started pumping. As I rammed into Jessica, she would be pushed into Susan's pussy and we quickly built up a rhythm. I could see Susan's face as she approached a climax, and I warned Jessica that she was about to get a cum shower from both directions. Unfortunately for Jessica's blouse, the warning didn't come in time as Susan started shooting fountains of cum onto Jessica's face, hair and chest. Her blouse was totally soaked and her hair looked like she had just stepped from the shower. The sight of Susan convulsing with one squirting orgasm after another was enough to send me over the top and I started to cum too. Jessica pulled off my cock just as I was starting to shoot and my cum landed on the back of her skirt and on her buns.

"Shit, I'm going to have to change my clothes," said Jessica as she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror on the wall of the break room. And then she looked right at Susan and said, "So how many pairs of shoes did you want to purchase today?" She was sporting a wicked grin as she reached out to Susan and tweaked her nipples. 

"You two are a hell of a sales team," I said with a laugh.

"Best in the region" said Jessica. "Will that be cash or charge?"

I gave her my credit card as she stripped off her blouse and skirt and even her panties and bra and pulled a fresh dress from her locker. The dress was simple but very low cut and gave her lots of room to flash her tits. And if she bent over too far or twirled around in it, you could easily see that she was naked under it.

"Duty calls," she said as she waltzed off with my credit card. 

I looked at Susan and she just sat there with her legs spread wide, her pussy dripping and her hand gently stroking her pussy as she smiled back at me. "I think we are going to have some real fun together, sweetie. Right now, though, I need some new clothing that will be more in line with my flowering slut. Let's go to Victoria's Secret."

"Don't forget your shoes," I said as she pulled herself together and stood up to give me a kiss.

We walked to the front of the store, signed my credit card and gave Sandy and Jessica a warm thank you for service above and beyond the call, and sauntered off down the mall carrying three pairs of shoes. 

Susan had a big, shit-eating grin as we strolled down the mall. "That was totally cool," she said to me as we walked. She shook her hips and thrust her hand in the air with a big "Yes!" and then she gave me a big kiss on the cheeks. "Thank you for that. It was the first time I have had my pussy licked by another woman and it was wonderful. I guess women just know how give other women pleasure. She was really good with her tongue."

"Well, you sure did a number on her clothes with your orgasm. That was quite the picture."

"Tell me about it," Susan responded. It wasn't a request. It was an affirmation. I wonder what it will be like for me to lick some clit."

"I suspect you will find out pretty soon," I replied, still amazed at how quickly our relationship had transformed itself. "There's Victoria's Secret. How do you want to play this?" I asked her.

"I don't know yet. I think it will just have to be organic. I know I want to try on some sexy clothing, and that I am feeling rather frisky and bold. Beyond that, well... I guess we'll just have to find out," Susan said as we walked into the store.

She wandered through the store looking for something sexy, but not sure exactly what she wanted. A middle aged sales clerk asked her if she needed help and Susan stopped and said, "Yes. I am looking for a whole new outfit that clearly says that I want to get laid, but that I can wear in public." 

The sales clerk smiled and looked at Susan and said, "C cup, size 10, right?" Susan nodded her affirmation and the sales lady led Susan to a section of the store with racks of sexy dresses. "Tell me a little bit more about the look you want to create. Do you want it to be conservative but sexy, glamorous or what?"

"How about 'I'm a cum slut and I want your cock'?" Susan said with a smile. 

The sales lady gave Susan a big grin and said, "I know exactly what you want." Then she leaned close to Susan and whispered in her ear, but just loud enough for me to hear her, "I am too. That's why I work here." She showed Susan a slinky black tube mini dress with open sides. There were thin eight or ten thin strips about four inches long the held the front and the back of the dress together. She also handed Susan a super short mini dress with a neckline that plunged to well below her navel. The front was held together by a long lace that threaded back and forth like a shoe lace and ended in the middle of the chest. There were four inch slits on both sides of the dress and the back of the dress was completely missing. A single strand of material tied in the middle of the back and held it on.

Susan smiled as she took both dresses and asked where she could try them on. "Let me show you to the dressing room," the clerk said, taking Susan's elbow and leading her to the back of the store. I followed along behind them, very curious about what Susan would look like in these "Fuck Me!" dresses.

Susan smiled at me as she stepped into the dressing room and pulled the curtain partially close. She left a big enough gap for anyone passing by to see everything that was happening inside. She took off her miniskirt and t-shirt top and stood naked as she held up first one dress and then another, trying to decide which one she wanted to try on first. She looked at me and asked my opinion, holding one dress and then another up in front of her. I suggested that she try the backless lace up mini-dress first and Susan nodded in agreement. She stepped into it and then stepped out of the dressing room with the dress only half on. "Can you please help me get this on right?" she asked the sales lady.

"Of course, my dear," the lady replied with a smile. She tied the lace on the back of the dress and then moved in front of Susan to adjust the lace that held the front together. The dress was so short that I could almost see Susan's pussy.

"Turn around, honey," I asked her. Susan turned her back to me and I said, "Lean forward and pick up something from that table." She bent over just a bit and the bottom of her buns popped out beneath the dress. "Sweet," I said. "Now sit down in that chair." Susan sat and demurely crossed her legs, but the dress was so short that her pussy was visible to anyone standing in front of her. "What do you think?" I asked the sales lady.

"Well, it depends," she said. "If you wear a thong or panties it will be fine. Very sexy, but fine. Now if she really wants to be daring, this dress says it all."




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 02



"How about you, sweetie?" Susan asked. "What do you think?" 

"I think that I have never seen you look sexier than you do right this moment," I said. 

"Come here, honey. I want to check something," said Susan. I stepped closer to her and she put her hand right on my cock. "What does your cock say?" I blushed as she stroked my cock in front of the sales lady, but the answer was clear. "His cock likes it," she said to the sales lady. "I'm going to wear it home with my new shoes. Could you help me put them on?"

"Of course, darling," said our sales lady with a big grin. 

"Which pair, honey," Susan asked me.

"I don't know," I said. "Let's try them all." I knew that Susan wanted to give our sales lady a good chance to see her bald pussy as she tried on the shoes, so I handed her the least likely pair first. "Here, try these."

The sales lady knelt in front of Susan and helped her remove her shoes and then helped her try on one of the new pairs. She made it a point to spread her legs just enough so that our helpful sales person got a good flash. Susan decided she liked the second pair best and stood up with her new four inch heels and started walking around the store. As she approached the front of the store, she stopped and put one foot on a chair and adjusted her shoe. Anybody passing by had one hell of a view. She turned around and came back and said, "Thank you so much for your help." She gave our sales lady a kiss on the cheek and whispered in her ear, "If you need to get a good fuck, just let me know and I will volunteer my husband's cock."

Our sales lady blushed and thanked Susan and scurried off to ring up the sale. Susan stepped up to me and gave me a big kiss and said, "I feel almost naked in this dress, and it feels so exciting. I can't wait to stroll through the mall and feel the stares. But what I really want is to have you take me to that X rated movie place downtown and have some X-rated fun with you."

I paid for Susan's dress and she put her arm through mine as we left the store. Susan got lots of stares as we made our way out of the mall and to our car. 

To be continued... 



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 02



The ride was quiet and awkward as she drove me to my car. I didn't even begin to know what to say. My brain was rattling with thoughts that made so sense and my emotions were running wild.

"Here you are darling," she said pulling up by my car.

"Thanks," I said trying not to catch her eye and I reached for the door handle.

"You can't leave without giving me a goodbye kiss," MIcaela demanded.

I turned to kiss her and she pulled me in close to her passionately kissing me. "That's much better, now you may go. I'll see you Monday," she politely reminded me I'd have to face her at the office before I knew it.

"See ya," I said flustered as I left her car. I fumbled to unlock my car. I just said there for a moment trying to gain enough composure to drive myself home. The ride home was a blur. I immediately jumped in the shower letting the hot water run over my body. I found myself thinking of her as I slipped my finger inside myself. I fucked myself hard and fast, so fast I could feel my wrist begin to hurt. My knees became weak as I shuttered in orgasm and almost fell. What had she done to me? I long to be with her. I wanted her all to myself.

I got out of the shower and dried myself off. "Bling," I heard my phone go off in the bedroom in the distance.

"Hey sexy, meet me for lunch tomorrow?" - Micaela.

I smiled seeing it was from her. "Damon's at 12," I replied. Her reply was nothing more than a smile. I immediately began laying out something to wear. I must have laid out have a dozen outfits before settling on my ripped jeans, white longsleeve thermal, and black motorcyle jacket. I barely slept the entire night an awake at 6 am. I felt like a school girl again. I kept myself busy with laundry and errands until it was time to meet her. I already had a table when she arrived.

"How's it going," Micaela said with a smile.

"Good afternoon," I smiled back. "I'm anxiously awaiting some warmer weather!"

"Well, I could always keep you warm," she teased. Thankfully the waitress saved me from a reply to come take our orders.

"Are you okay with yesterday? Do you regret it," she asked. I could feel my face getting hot. I didn't know what to say. I hadn't really thought that through.

"...I...I don't regret it....." I replied.

"You say that with a lot of hesitation," she said pushing for an answer.

"No, I don't regret it. I just hadn't really thought about it much. Do you regret it?"

"No, I don't have regrets. I enjoyed it," she smiled. "My relationship with Mark isn't exactly common knowledge around the office," she added with a hint of let's keep this between us warning.

"I understand. I won't say anything," I reassured. "So what type of relationship do you have with Mark," I inquired.

"We have a mutual give and take relationship. He fulfills my sexual fantasies and I fulfill his," she said bluntly.

I was shocked at her blatent response, "And I fulfilled a fantasy you two had?"

"Yes, you did fill part of one. I have more fantasies you know," fishing for my reactions.

"More threesome fantasies," I said not really sure on how I left on pursuing that further.

"You don't like the idea of Mark's involvement?" She paused for a moment but before I could respond she offered, "I don't want you to do anything you don't want to. I like you. We can stop everything this instant. Just say the word. I don't want anything to come between us."

My mind raced with a response. I was intrigued by her and didn't want to eliminate all involvement with her. "I'm not sure about his involvement," was the only reply I could offer.

"...Well, I could always play with you alone. But perhaps keep him in the loop somehow," she said.

"Keep him in the loop," I wasn't sure where she was going with this but it somehow meant I would get her to myself.

"Maybe let him watch us? Maybe send him videos? Or tell him what we do. Let him be apart without physically being apart?" The idea didn't seem to bad. I could work with that. It gave me an open door if I ever wanted to test my boundaries again yet kept me from losing my butch image.

"Well maybe he'd enjoy a video of me fucking you," I grinned.

"With a toy? How does that work," she said confused but interested.

"Let me show you." I paid the tab and gave her directions to my place. My laptop had a webcam built in so giving Mark his view wouldn't be a problem though it may not be a high quality masterpiece.

The cold winter air left little intent on foreplay. I intended to warm her up, very quickly. I was eager to show her a whole new world. Her eyes seemed filled with wonder as I on my strap-on. I could see her eyes scanning every inch, most likely comparing and contrasting it to the "real thing." I had every intend on proving I could be every bit as good as a man, maybe even better. After all, there's no stick cum stuck in a woman's hair. It never goes limp or fails to get hard. No one's going to call me up needing to run out to buy a pregnancy test. I can be big, small, skinny, thick, real, colored, textured - the posiibilities are endless.

I took her hand and place it on my cock, "Go ahead, touch it." Once she seemed comfortable, I leaned in and kissed, reaching my hand between her warmth. I teased her for awhile until she was so wet I could fuck her with ease. She moaned loudly as I entered her. I started thrusting slowly.

"Oh my....mmmm," she let out of sigh of pleasure.

"You like that? How much do you like it?"

"FUCK ME! Baby, fuck me!" I grinned and followed her command. I fucked her over and over again to countless orgasms, completely forgetting the whole thing was caught on webcam. She had more stamina than anyone I had ever been with and quite frankly, far more than what I thought a woman her age may have. She was a natural at pleasing me. I was so sensitive that I couldn't touch myself for days after. She laid there in my arms and we practically fell asleep.

"I'm sorry but I have to go. I have my PowerPoint to finish for Mondays meeting," she said almost with a pout.

"It's okay. I will see you tomorrow," I said kissing her forehead. She left me with a kiss and a smile. As I watched her walk away I couldn't help but want her to stay. In that moment I realized something had changed. I liked her. I had started to fall for a woman I could never have. This was supposed to be for fun, friendship with a little sex but nothing more. She was so mysterious and enchanting that I couldn't lock Pandora's box up now that it had been opened........



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 02



Almost two weeks passed as Scott and Greg continued to talk on-line. They agreed it would be best to let Cheryl cool down before anything was said concerning the website or their meeting. The delay was killing Scott. He was anxious to move things along with Greg and after the two weeks he came up with an idea. The next time he spoke with Greg he brought the subject up.

"Why don't you text Cheryl? Something non-sexual just saying Hi. We will see if she mentions it to me," Scott said.

"You think she is ready for that? I am willing if you think it is best," Greg replied. He liked how this was going as far as Scott's reaction. Scott was so anxious to have Cheryl take the next step that he felt he could get Scott to go along with anything. If he could get Cheryl to step out and give it a try this might work perfectly.

"I don't see how it could hurt. You have done this before. You feel her out and see if you can set something up."

"Ok. I will see what I can do and keep you posted.

      ***************

Two days later Cheryl was sitting in the den putting together a shopping list. Her phone buzzed and as she picked it up she did not recognize the number on the text. Tapping the screen the text message popped up. "How have you been? I enjoyed meeting the other night. Hope I did not scare you off." 

She immediately knew who it was and was not sure if she would reply. After a long pause she replied, "No. You are very nice and I appreciate you spending time with us. I just do not think this is a good idea."

"I understand. If it is not something you are comfortable with then it is not a good idea to get into it. Scott said that his admission that he might be a little jealous was what had you concerned," Greg texted back.

Cheryl was taken back briefly. She was not aware that Scott had been speaking with Greg and sharing their conversation from that night. She could not think of how to respond and just sat staring at the text.

After a few moments her phone buzzed again. "I hope I have not upset you. It is my loss. You are a lovely lady and spending time with you in or out of the bedroom would be nice. I have a proposition. Care to hear it?"

"Sure."

"If you are concerned about him being jealous we could easily test that. Why don't you and I meet for lunch. Nothing more. See how he reacts?"

Her initial response was that it was not a good idea but as she was typing she started thinking. Two things were obvious. First Scott had not given up on this idea and secondly Greg was not as pure as he appeared. He was not concerned if Scott was jealous he just wanted to get her alone and try to make something happen. Maybe this was her opportunity to put the whole idea to bed once and for all. Back spacing over her initial response she typed, "Let me think about it. Text me sometime tomorrow evening. Night"

She sat for an hour thinking about how she should handle the situation. Despite herself she could not help but think about Greg and what it might be like to enjoy some time with him. Deciding on a course of action she finished her list and headed to the store.

Later that night as they were eating dinner she brought up the subject of Greg.

"Talked to Greg lately?"

"He has messaged me a couple of times. We have talked a little. How about you?"

"We spoke a little today. I was thinking about going to lunch with him one day next week," she replied.

"Well I am available later in the week but the first part of the week is really bad. The board is in town and we will be working a lot of hours."

"That is not an issue. I was planning on meeting him for lunch alone anyway."

Scott stopped with his spoon halfway to his mouth. "Alone?"

"Yea. Thought it would be good to spend some time alone with him and see if we click."

The following silence was heavy as Scott thought about the implications of what had been said. Was this some kind of a test to see if he would back down? Cheryl had tried that before when they were going to meet Greg the first time. Maybe Greg was playing games and trying to get Cheryl alone for a while. He decided to play along until he had time to talk to Greg and determine for himself if this was some kind of a setup. There was plenty of time to call things off if he decided there was an issue.

"Ok. If you can do it later in the week I would prefer to be there but if that cannot be arranged I am ok with it."

Cheryl was a little surprised at Scott's reaction. Was he really going to allow her to have lunch with a guy he knew wanted to take her to bed. She had hoped he would say no and she could call him on being jealous putting a stop to this whole idea. Now she would have to take it a step further to make him realize that this was a big mistake. If he insisted then it would not be her fault if something happened. 

Finishing her dinner she got up and put on a pot of coffee and began clearing the dishes. Once that was completed she poured a cup of coffee for Scott and took it into him where he was watching the ball game. Giving him a kiss on the cheek she sat down on the couch and pulled out her cell phone. After a couple of minutes of indecision she text Greg making sure Scott could see what she was doing. After texting for a few minutes she closed her phone and walked to the kitchen and got a cup of coffee.

Scott was not positive but was pretty sure she was trying to make him uncomfortable about including others in their sex lives. He wanted to go see if Greg was on-line but he knew that Cheryl would know what he was up to. Fighting the temptation he continued watching the ballgame until she came back into the room. "Who were you texting with," he asked.

"Greg. We are having lunch next Tuesday."

"That the only time he could do it?"

"No. He had Tuesday or Friday open but I cannot do it Friday so that left Tuesday," she replied.

"Cool. Where are you going to lunch," he asked?

"He is going to come up here and we are going to Copelands."

"You are going to lunch here? You are not worried about running into someone we know?"

"No. It is not likely. Copelands is not in our normal area so it should be safe. Besides you know how I love Copelands."

"Ok. It should be a fun time for you. I look forward to hearing all about it."

Two hours later Cheryl was asleep and Scott was able to get on-line. He sent Greg a message asking about the plans. He waited hoping for a reply but never got one so he finally signed off and went to bed. He was anxious to speak with Greg and see what was going on.

      *********************

It was Sunday before Scott was able to connect with Greg. He was slightly irritated that Greg had not responded in the last few days after he had sent 3 messages saying they needed to talk. He had decided that if he did not hear from Greg today he would call the lunch date off and not bring the subject up again to Cheryl. With that in mind he sent Greg one last message asking him to contact him. As soon as he sent the message he got a response back.

"Hey Scott. How are you," Greg replied.

"Ok. Just wondering what is going on. Have you not gotten my messages?"

"Yes but I was hesitant to respond unless I knew you were on-line. I did not want Cheryl picking up our conversation and I was not sure if she had your userid and password. Sorry. I know you are anxious concerning Tuesday," Greg typed back.

"Yes. I am curious as to how it came about that you two are having lunch alone. It seems like Cheryl has gone out of her way to make sure I am not there," Scott replied.

"I can tell you that is exactly what she has done. I think she is trying to prove to you that you are going to be jealous and that it is going to cause issues. She did not actually say that but I can tell that is what she is doing. I thought it best to go along knowing if you wanted to put a stop to it you could. How do you want to handle it?"

Scott thought for a moment. If he canceled the lunch it would play into Cheryl's hands. He did not like the game playing between himself and Cheryl. This was really about the two of them having fun together but it had turned into contest of who could prove something to the other. He knew if he canceled that would be the end of any discussion of including others in the future. If he could prove that he could handle it maybe she would understand that this would not hurt their marriage. He decided to play along at least for a little while.

"Well it is not what I had in mind but I think we should go ahead. I will give her a little room to hopefully dispel the issue of me being jealous. You need to keep me posted on exactly what goes on though."

Smiling to himself Greg knew that Scott was so anxious to get into the lifestyle that he would be willing to give him a lot of latitude. Still he did not have to know everything unless Cheryl told him. "No problem. I will take her to a nice lunch and try to get her at ease. I have done this before so I understand not to press but let it just flow naturally. It may take a lunch or even a dinner or two but I think she will get comfortable. I think she just wants to know that you are ok and that I am not going to drag her into something she does not want to be involved in."

"Agreed. In the future you can respond to my messages. Cheryl does not have access to this account so you can feel free to tell me whatever goes on."

"Great. That makes it a lot easier. I knew you were concerned but I did not want to take the chance," Greg replied.

After a few more minutes of chatting they signed off and Scott felt much better about things. He would not ask about Tuesday until he had gotten an update from Greg. Closing his laptop he walked into the kitchen where Cheryl was looking for something to make for lunch.

"Why don't you get ready and let me take you to lunch. It has been a while since we had a nice Sunday afternoon with just the two of us. We can go down and find a place on the beach and then take a walk on the beach after lunch."

"That would be nice. Give me a few minutes to throw on some shorts," she replied smiling at Scott.

Twenty minutes later they were in the car headed for Atlantic beach. There were a lot of cafe's and they stopped in one and had lunch. 

Afterwards as they walked along the beach Cheryl decided to give one last shot at getting Scott to drop the whole swinging idea. "You know. This is what life is about. We have it so good. Our kids are doing well, we are healthy, we are not rich but we are comfortable and unless something bad happens we will be comfortable enough in a few years to retire and travel. Do you really want to risk all that with this idea of yours. 

Are you really so dissatisfied sexually that you are willing to take that chance. I have never denied you anything you wanted to do sexually. I know I have never been a fan of you watching porn and things like that but if that is what it takes to make you happy then we can do that. I am just really scared about what could happen if we continue down this path with Greg."

They walked for another hundred yards in silence before Scott replied, "Cheryl I guess I do not see it as a risk. I know that nothing could ever change the way I feel about you and I am confident that you feel the same way. This is not about being dissatisfied it is about trying new things. I know it is a big change but I honestly cannot understand why you would not at least want to try it. I know you enjoy sex and I am sure there are things you would like if you just gave it a try."

"Women just connect feelings with sex more than guys do. I am worried about some lady falling for you or me developing feelings for some guy. If you are dead set on doing this I will give it a try I just do not want you getting upset and blaming me if things get out of control."

"Let's give it a few months. Have lunch with Greg and see if you are comfortable. I will not pepper you with a hundred questions. You go and enjoy yourself and what happens is up to you."

Feeling defeated Cheryl agreed and they turned back to continue their walk back to the car.

      *****************

Tuesday Cheryl took a long bath after Scott had gone to work. She was not nervous but had a feeling of melancholy as she thought about what the next few hours could mean. It did concern her that she found Greg so attractive but she would much rather skip the lunch and go to the gym. She knew that Scott would be disappointed so she dried herself off and began getting ready. She wore a skirt with a blouse, nothing to sexy but she felt comfortable in it and knew that Scott thought the outfit looked good on her. Putting on her jacket she left for the restaurant. 

When she arrived Greg was already seated and he waved to her as she came in the door. Smiling at the hostess she pointed to Greg and walked over to the booth he was sitting in. Greg got up and hugged her and she slid into the booth on the opposite side.

"How have you been," Greg asked?

"Fine. Except for my confused husband that wants me to play with other people. How about you,"?

Laughing Greg replied, "Well it could be worse. He could have a drinking or gambling problem. I am doing fine. I am really glad you decided to have lunch. It will give you a chance to express your concerns and we can talk about it. Or if you prefer we do not have to talk about lifestyle things at all. We can just enjoy lunch together."

"I guess you are right. Let's just leave the swinging stuff alone today. I am just not in the mood to deal with it."

Cheryl glanced at her watch an hour and a half later surprised at how quickly the time had passed. Despite herself she was really enjoying lunch and was in no hurry to leave. They had talked about many things but none came close to the topic of sex. Greg seemed perfectly happy to just enjoy her company which made her feel a little better about him. She had really expected him to guide the discussion to sex after about ten minutes.

"So are you a confirmed bachelor," she asked?

"Well I have to be honest. I have great respect for men like Scott who work hard and put their family first but I am just too selfish to commit to anyone but me. I know that sounds bad but I guess it is better to realize that about myself than to get into a marriage that is bound to fail. I enjoy being able to come and go as I please. That may change sometime but for the time being I am happy as I am. I like to be able to spoil a lady for a few hours or days and then have time to myself again. That is one reason I like the lifestyle especially with the right couple. I just want to borrow a wife for a while, not have one of my own."

Cheryl could not help but smile at that. It seemed he might be the perfect match for what Scott wanted and someone she would not have to be concerned would get clingy. As she contemplated his remarks he said, "Well, Cheryl we have been here almost two hours and I should make a couple of sales calls. I hope we can have lunch or dinner again sometime. It is rare I get the opportunity to have such a good time with a lady as lovely as you. You have my number. I will not push you but feel free to use it anytime you like. Maybe if you do we can have dinner and go dancing or something Friday."

"I would like that," she said a little disappointed the lunch was ending. "I will see what Scott has planned."

Greg paid the bill and walked her to the car, gave her a quick hug and opened her door.

      *********************

Greg was satisfied with how the lunch went. Cheryl was a very sexy lady who just did not realize it. He had been honest with her concerning his commitment to any lady. He enjoyed playing with them and pushing their limits but he had never had any desire to commit to one. Cheryl would be fun to play with for a few months and see just how far he could get her to go but he knew it probably would not last more than a year. Greg really liked dirty nasty sex and something about Cheryl told him that if he could get her started there was not much she would not do. He was not sure Scott would appreciate it but that was his problem. He had also intentionally not mentioned Scott going with them on Friday but rather left it open for her to include him if she wanted.

Getting on-line he signed on to messenger and typed a message to Scott as he had agreed to do.

He hit the send button and before he could sign off he got a response from Scott. He had not expected it but he must have been signed on at work waiting for an update.

"I did not expect you to reply in the middle of the day. I thought you would be at work," Greg typed.

"I am at work. I just signed on to messenger in case you messaged. How did lunch go," Scott asked.

"It went well. We spent almost two hours together. I tried to keep it light and we really did not talk much about the whole swinging deal. I just wanted her to get comfortable."

"Probably a good way to go. Did she seem open to getting together again," Scott asked.

"I think so. I suggested we could all go to dinner or dancing sometime. I am busy Saturday but Friday I am open. She said she would enjoy that. We will see if she gets back to me or mentions it to you."

"We have the board in town this week but they are supposed to leave Friday. We might be able to make it. I will see if she brings it up. I need to run to a meeting. Sounds like we may be back on track. I will update you after I speak with her."

"Great. Enjoy your meeting," Greg replied.

      **********************

When Scott got home Cheryl was out by the pool with a drink. That was unusual for her since she rarely drank alone but not unheard of. Scott changed, grabbed a beer and headed out to the pool.

"Hi beautiful. How was your day," he asked as he sat in a chair beside her.

"Fine. Kind of lazy. Did not do much before lunch and even less afterwards. I thought we would just order something delivered if that is ok with you."

"Sure. How about a sandwich from Steakout," he asked.

"Ok. Wait an hour before you order. I want to take a bubble bath and relax before we eat," she replied but did not move to go in.

They were both avoiding the subject but after a few minutes he finally said, "So how was Greg today? Did you have a good lunch?"

"He is good. Lunch was actually much nicer than I anticipated. We were there almost two hours. He is a pretty nice guy. I guess I expected to be fighting him off or talking primarily about sex but we hardly touched the subject."

"That is good. I was hoping you two would get comfortable with each other."

"He wanted to know if we would like to have dinner or go dancing on Friday. I told him I would talk to you," she said as she looked at Scott. "I thought it might be fun."

"Sounds good to me. You decide and just let me know."

"Ok. I am going up," she replied as she got up. "Just order me a side salad. I am really not that hungry."

Scott sat a few minutes reflecting on the conversation. Cheryl did not seem overly excited about going out Friday night but it sounded as if she had a good time today. The fact that she was still going along with the idea was a good sign and it appeared Greg was not the pushy type which would make her more comfortable. After a few minutes he got up and went in to call their order in.

Two hours later as they sat in the den Cheryl contemplated her decision. For her this was the crossroad. If they went out Friday with Greg things would happen that could not be undone. They may not have sex but she had no doubt that the line would be crossed and the damage could be done. 

After much thought she finally said, "Scott tell me what you are thinking here. I feel like we are starting down a road and neither of us really know where it will wind up. Doesn't it scare you that I enjoyed lunch with Greg? It does me. I really enjoyed spending time with him. I would enjoy spending more time with him but not at the risk of us. Where do you see this going?"




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 02



There was a long pause as Scott considered his response. He was a little surprised at Cheryl's admission that she had enjoyed lunch and that she would like to spend more time with Greg. Was he getting in over his head? He did not think so and had complete confidence in their relationship. This was just a diversion for a little while to enhance their sex life. There was no harm in having a little adventure. 

"Babe I just want us to have some fun and experience the things we never have. You only live once and you do not get a chance to go back and do things you wish you had. I love you more than anything and I would really like to give this a try. Where do I see it going? Anywhere we are both comfortable with. I can handle you enjoying sex with someone else because it is just sex. It is not what we have. I think the key is just finding the right people to enjoy this adventure with."

"What if I cannot handle you having sex with another woman," she pleaded? 

"We will cross that bridge at that time. If it is not something we both are comfortable with then we will not do it. All I ask is that you keep an open mind."

Sighing she made her decision. She had tried to dissuade Scott from this but he was determined to go through with it. He would have to live with the consequences of his decision. Pulling her cell phone out she texted Greg and asked him to meet for dinner Friday night.

      *********************

Friday came with no more discussion about what may happen with Greg. When Scott got home Cheryl was about to get in the shower and get ready. She had laid out her clothes and asked Scott if they were ok as she headed to the bathroom. Scott looked over to the bed where the clothes were laid out and was pleasantly surprised. 

Cheryl had chosen a tight black short dress that he had never seen before. It was not something she would normally be seen in and was very risqué which Scott felt was perfect for the night ahead. He was not sure what might happen but just the thought of seeing Cheryl fooling around with another guy had his cock semi-erect. 

An hour and a half later Scott was sitting in the den waiting anxiously for Cheryl to come down. They were supposed to meet Greg at nine in St. Augustine and it was almost eight already. He had fixed a thermos of Vodka and Cranberry for them to have on the way and was going to fix Cheryl one when she came down. He wanted her as comfortable as possible and he knew that she always got horny when she was a little drunk. He wanted tonight to go perfectly. 

Just as he was about to yell up to her that she needed to hurry he heard her close the bedroom door and head for the stairs. He saw her shoes first, they were four inch heels and what Cheryl referred to as "fuck me heels". Then she was walking down the stairs and she was about the sexiest thing Scott had ever seen. The dress fit her like a tight glove, she had on a push up bra which enhanced her cleavage which hardly needed help. Cheryl had very nice "C" breasts that were almost as good as her legs and ass. Her long black hair and green eyes made her the prettiest woman Scott had ever seen. She was perfect and he had a momentary hesitation about sharing her but then the thought of seeing her with someone else took over.

"Close your mouth," Cheryl said smiling. She knew she was pretty but did not hold herself in as high regard as Scott did. Knowing he was happy with her did a lot for her confidence and she vowed that she would make this a night that he would really enjoy regardless of what he wanted her to do. She had thought a lot about things since she had agreed to go out tonight and had decided they had let things grow stale. They only had sex once every week or two and they were far too young to let such an important aspect of their marriage go unfulfilled. 

"Baby you are beautiful. I love the new dress and so will Greg."

"Good. It cost you a fortune," she said laughing as he handed her a drink. "Are you ready for tonight? This is the last time I will ask. If we meet Greg I will do whatever I want and you cannot complain."

"Feel free to enjoy your night. I want this to be a blast for you. Seeing you have fun will make me a happy man."

"Ok. Let's go big boy."

      ******************

At nine fifteen they pulled into the Applebee's again. Cheryl had text Greg and let him know they had hit a little traffic and were running a little behind. The good thing about that was that Cheryl had 3 drinks on the way and she was not feeling any pain at all. She felt herself getting excited about the meeting and was feeling very frisky. They walked in and spotted Greg and walked over to his table. Cheryl could feel the eyes of a few guys following her across the room but she was staring Greg in the eyes as he looked her over approvingly. When they got to the table Greg whistled and said "My God girl you clean up well. You are stunning."

"Why thank you," she said loving the compliment. She gave him a quick hug and slid into the booth opposite of him. Scott shook Greg's hand and slid in beside Cheryl.

The waitress appeared and took their drink order and Cheryl also went ahead and ordered an appetizer. She was not really hungry but she needed something on her stomach to absorb the alcohol. She had already had a good bit and there was a lot more to come she thought.

They made small talk until the food arrived and then Cheryl said, "Where are we going to dance? You were supposed to pick a spot."

"And I did. We are headed over to Whiskey Tango. It is a place you white folks hang out so I might get a few stares but not nearly as many as you," Greg said smiling.

"You are saying all the right things," Cheryl replied as she ran her foot up Greg's leg. Scott noticed the surprised look on his face and Cheryl just smiled like the Cheshire cat. "I hope you are ready to dance. Scott is not much of a dancer so you will have to entertain me all night."

"The most pleasurable job I have had in a long time," Greg replied. "Scott is there anything I need to know before the rest of the night begins. I do not want to do anything out of line."

Before Scott could reply Cheryl did it for him, "Whatever I want is fine. I am the only one setting limits. Scott has no say in the matter. I need to run to the ladies room before we leave."

Scott was a little surprised at Cheryl's response. She was taking control and he was fine with that. He had been worried that he would have to prod her some but it appeared that would not be needed. Greg looked questionably at Scott. Scott nodded and said, "You heard the lady. As long as she is safe she makes the calls."

That chatted a few more minutes as they waited for the check. They saw Cheryl coming back from the restroom and Scott stood up to let Cheryl slide in. Instead she slid in next to Greg leaving Scott standing wondering what had gotten into his wife. After a moment he sat down and they continued to talk. Cheryl was not nearly as comfortable as she appeared but if she was going to do this she was going to be in control. She had to admit the sexual tension was fantastic and she felt more alive than she had in a few years. Greg was about the sexiest guy she had met and if she was going to do this then he would be perfect. As the waitress left with Greg's credit card she slid her hand onto his thigh and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "Thanks for dinner. We did not expect you to pay."

They decided to leave Greg's sports car and take their SUV because there was limited parking where they were going. The way Cheryl was acting Scott half expected her to jump in the back seat with Greg but instead she insisted Greg sit up front with Scott and she got in the back. 

The dance club was only about 20 minutes away and as they drove Greg kept looking back at Cheryl to talk. Cheryl's short dress had ridden up and she was making no effort to pull the dress back down. She knew Greg was getting a nice look at her legs and almost between her legs. Greg turned and told Scott the place was on the right about another quarter of a mile before turning back to say something to Cheryl. Cheryl smiled at him looking directly in his eyes as she spread her legs slightly almost giving Greg the view he wanted. Scott knew something was going on but was not sure what it was. His cock was hard as a rock. He loved the new flirty Cheryl and the way she was taking control.

Scott pulled into the parking lot and had to circle a couple of times looking for a vacant space which ended up being in the back away from any lights. As soon as they parked Greg was out and opening the door for Cheryl. As she slid out her dress slid up and Greg was able to get a great view of her panties. Before she could pull her dress down Greg stepped in close and grabbed the bottom of her dress pulling it down as he kissed her. Cheryl was surprised but after a moment returned the kiss as they stood in the dark parking lot. Her pussy was very wet and she was extremely excited as she pushed him back, "Trying to get lucky are you? I think you promised me some dancing."

"Right this way," Greg replied as they walked around the front of the SUV where Scott was standing. The three of them could hear the beat of the loud music as they approached the door. The place was crowded and it took Greg a few minutes to find a place to sit. There were a couple of spots available but Greg wanted a booth near the back that would allow them some privacy. Seeing a foursome leave Greg quickly grabbed the booth and motioned for Scott and Cheryl to come over. 

As Scott slid in Cheryl leaned over and kissed him. Turning she grabbed Greg's hand and headed to the dance floor as she told Scott to order them drinks.

Scott settled in and ordered the drinks as he watched Greg and Cheryl dance. Cheryl had always loved to dance and was good at it. Greg was very good also and they looked great dancing together. Scott noticed that Greg appeared to be the only black guy in the club and several people looked a little disapprovingly as Cheryl flirted and danced with him. Cheryl had noticed that also and defiantly pushed the limits of decency as she flirted with Greg. 

After several songs Greg and Cheryl came over to the booth and Cheryl slid in next to Scott as Greg took the other side.

"I was beginning to wonder how long you two could dance without a drink," Scott said not thinking about how it sounded to Cheryl.

She gave him a look that said everything it needed to. "Greg is a lot of fun on the dance floor. Where did you learn to dance like that," she asked turning to Greg.

"Baby I am black. It comes naturally," he said laughing. He was in a great mood. He was having a blast dancing with a beautiful woman who was slowly letting her inhibitions go. A slow song came on and just as Scott was about to ask Cheryl to dance Greg stood up and held out his hand. Laughing Cheryl grabbed his hand and they took to the dance floor. Greg held her close and Scott could see them talking and smiling at each other. Greg's hands were beginning to wonder down her back cupping her ass and Cheryl did nothing to stop it. Pulling her hard against him she could feel his cock and it felt huge. She was getting drunker, hornier and was ready to make Scott's fantasy come true.

As the song ended they walked back to the table. Greg slid in and Cheryl hesitated before sliding in beside him. Scott was again surprised but liked the fact that Cheryl was enjoying herself. They talked, flirted and danced until around one am before they were all ready to leave. There was a brief awkward moment as they thought about how to take the next step. Cheryl broke the silence, "We can decide where we go from here in the car."

Scott was so excited he could barely contain himself. He had watched Greg play with Cheryl on the dance floor and she had let him do whatever he wanted. He knew what he wanted to happen the rest of the night but he decided to let Cheryl bring it up. He could tell she wanted the same thing and he knew Greg would gently prod her to do what he wanted. 

As they got to the SUV Greg opened the door to the back for Cheryl. As she stepped into the car she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the backseat with her leaving Scott in the front alone. Before Scott could start the car Cheryl and Greg were kissing in the back seat. 

Cheryl was so horny she would do anything Greg wanted. 

As they kissed he pulled her dress up and she spread her legs giving him access to her pussy. She was soaking wet and looking back Scott could see as Greg's finger entered her and she gasped. Cheryl was panting and spreading her legs as wide as she could to give Greg access. Scott knew at this pace they were never going to make it somewhere before Greg got what he wanted. 

Greg played with her clit and finger fucked her as they kissed. Cheryl broke the kiss and looked at Scott as he stared at what was happening in the backseat. She could see his excitement and knowing he had no reservations she turned back to Greg and ran her hand down his chest and began to unbuckle his belt.

"Are you ready for that black cock Cheryl," he asked gruffly

Cheryl just moaned as a reply as he slipped a second finger into her pussy. Pulling his cock out she could not believe how big he was. She has seen larger a couple of times when she caught Scott looking at porn but Greg was easily nine inches and very thick. As she lowered her mouth to his cock his fingers slid from her pussy and he was no longer able to reach her. Looking at Scott he said, "Her pussy is vacant. Take care of her while she sucks my cock."

Sliding across the seat Scott reached back with his right hand and began playing with Cheryl. Greg kept talking to her as she tried to get as much of his cock down as she could.

"Suck that cock baby. Show Scott what a good cocksucker his wife can be. He has wanted this for a long time. Show him what a slut you can be for me."

Cheryl was on the verge of an orgasm, something she had never had before. The feeling was so intense and she totally lost herself in the moment. The dirty talk and the fact that Scott was watching her be a slut was as intoxicating as all of the alcohol she had that night.

Greg's cock was hard as steel and he pulled Cheryl off of his cock and kissed her. As he did he slid to the other side of the back seat opposite of Scott leaving Cheryl between them. "Lay your seat down Scott," Greg said.

Scott immediately did as he was told. "Now pull your cock out. Cheryl lean over and suck his cock like you did mine."

As she did as she was told Greg slid under her so she was sitting in his lap as she leaned over and sucked Scott's cock. Spreading her legs Cheryl felt Greg's cock as he slid it back and forth over her pussy. Slowly he slid his cock into her soaking pussy and she moaned around Scott's cock in pleasure. She had never felt this full before and he was stretching her pussy to accommodate him. Looking back with glazed eyes she said, "Please fuck me. I have never felt something so good."

Greg began lifting her up and down on his cock and she completely forgot about Scott as she sat up and leaned back. Greg reached around and began playing with her tits squeezing her nipples hard until she almost cried. The pain added to her pleasure and she had an orgasm as she noticed Scott slowly jerking his cock. Even in her heighted sexual state she was not sure how she felt about Scott jerking off while she fucked another guy. It was almost pathetic. Greg pulled her down as far as he could impaling her on his cock and she forgot all about Scott.

"Give me that pussy baby. Spread those legs and let Scott see me taking your pussy. Are you ready for me to fill that pussy up with my cum?"

Looking at Scott she moaned and begged Greg to fill her full of his cum. She felt his cock swell even more and suddenly she felt the warm jets of his cum as he unloaded in her. As he did Scott came all over his hand and shirt as he watched her being taken. Cheryl felt herself cumming again and as Greg pinched her nipples she was pushed her over the edge.

They sat quietly for a moment breathing heavily. Finally Greg spoke, "You have unfinished business baby," he said as he pulled her up off of his softening cock. "Clean my cock up like a good girl."

Neither Scott nor Cheryl knew what he meant until he gently pulled her head down towards his cock. Cheryl took him in her mouth and finished draining any remaining cum from his cock and licked her juices from his balls. She felt so nasty doing it and Scott was stunned that she would so willingly do what she was told. Greg smiled at Scott and then told Cheryl she needed to do the same for him. Cheryl complied although she did not enjoy doing it as much as she did for Greg. Scott laid back as Cheryl cleaned his cock and Greg gave him a thumbs up.



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 02



If I didn't know any better, it sounded like Peg was pissed. I guess I'd gotten on her case, but it had gotten out of hand before. "I don't know, why don't you think up something?" 

"Ron, why don't you? This way you can't say I've gone too far or it's something you're uncomfortable with," she told me.

Yes, Peg was pissed and that night she turned me down for sex for the first time in almost nine months. The following week I brought home a soft porn move but Peg wasn't impressed.

"I've seen more action in one of the kids Disney movies," she told me. Sex was good that night but when I suggested she rent the next movie she balked at it. "Ron, if you're unhappy with our sex life together than it's time you do something about it."

Something wasn't the same any more. The new Peg wasn't the Peg of old. She'd become a little more distant. Our life other wise was still good, we did things as a family, but our interaction was now lacking, in my mind anyway.

"Peg, is something wrong?" I asked when we were getting ready for bed two nights later. "You seem different. Is it something I've said or done? If so, I'm sorry for what ever it is," I told her.

"Ron, I don't know what you mean? Nothings wrong is there?" she asked. "Maybe if you give me an example, because I don't think anything's different."

I told her our lovemaking was like it was a year and a half ago when she first started complaining about it. "Is it just me, or do you see it also?"

"Ron, I'm giving you as much sex as you can handle. Any more and you get irritated and turn me down. So, unless you're not getting off, what's the problem?" she asked.

That's it; she was going out of her way to make me pay for shutting the door on what she thought was her new and exciting sex life. She was still giving me sex, but wasn't putting the effort into it any longer. Did she hate me that much?

"Well Peg, don't do me any favors. If you're not interested in having sex with me any longer or if I don't do it for you without all the extras too fucking bad." This was the same conversation we'd had before and now it'd raised its ugly head again.

"So be it," she said grabbing her pillow and vibrator heading to the spare room. I heard the door slam and the lock engage. A couple of minutes later, I herd the hum of her vibrator as I listened at the door.

"Fuck her," I said going back to my empty bed. "I can last as long as she can," I told myself. I was wrong.

Peg left everything in our bedroom but decided to sleep in our guest room. She'd make it a point to walk around with as little as possible and every once in a while she asked if I was interested in a roll in the sack.

"Out of batteries for your vibrators?" I asked "Or are you just tired of that cold metal feel?"

Our tit for tat was now out of control. She was more than enough woman for me, but it looks like she thought she was way too much woman for me alone. That's when electronics tripped her up.

No it wasn't any eaves dropping devices, or cameras in her bedroom or the rest of the house, but it was the texts on her phone. I hadn't paid any attention to them I just wondered who she was sending them to. The next time she was in the shower I checked out her phone and got a few surprises. Not only were Ann and Carla there, but also Matt and another guy named Troy. I couldn't tell if she was fucking around, but they were explicit and left nothing to the imagination especially when she talked about me not stepping up to the plate.

"Ron's turned into an old man and can only get it up half the time anymore. I've given all he can handle, but I'm going nuts and going through batteries like water; I wish I had another outlet," she told them.

I decided to put her fidelity to the test. I had my parents take the kids to the lake for the following weekend and told Peg I was going with and would be back Sunday morning. "Maybe being apart will give us the time we need to get our heads straight," I told her. 

I was hoping for the best but expecting the worst. We were growing further and further apart and I couldn't live like that anymore. I kissed her and told her I loved her but we both had decisions to make. She said that we'd talk Sunday morning and we left it at that.

There were four cars on our driveway Saturday night when I snuck home. I'm not stupid and I knew what I was going to find, but walked in anyway. There were two couples doing it in each room but for the life of me I couldn't find Peg that is until she came up behind me fully clothed.

"Took you long enough to get back," she told me. "Ron how dumb do you think I am?" she asked looking pissed. "Did you see everything you came home to see? Do you want to borrow my movie camera," she said tossing it to me. "How do you want me to pose? How about if I just take my top off, will that be enough?" she spit at me. "You didn't like me the way I was and wanted me to become the hot wife you'd always dreamed of. Well Ron, you got your wish and couldn't handle it. Now you want your prim and proper wife back but you never once asked me what I wanted. I tried to explain it to you and show you what I needed but I guess you aren't up to it or no longer care, no matter." 

I started to say something about what did she want but Peg cut me off.

"I waited for you to come back, knowing that you would. You no longer trust me and at this point I no longer care anymore. So Ron, I'm going to go into that bedroom and end our marriage because it's all but over anyway. I just wanted to explain it to you in person before I actually did it, that's all."

"Peg, you don't have to do this, we can work on it together," I said to her. 

"Tried that and you shut me down. So, take all the clips you need for your attorney. I told everyone here you'd be back some time later tonight so if you want to go room by room no one will give you any flack. I'm sorry it's got to end this way, but I guess I need it more than you do; too bad, we did have some great sessions. So if you'll excuse me, I've got a lot of catching up to do," Peg said taking off her top and walking into the room.

I watched for a couple of minutes but didn't take any pictures. 

I brought the kids back with me Sunday. They told her about all the fish they caught and that dad wasn't feeling too good, maybe he had the flu they suggested. We had a quiet dinner that night and after the kids went to sleep she came nude into my room.

"One last time for old tines sake?" she asked.

"What's the point? I think we still love one another, but have different ideas of what that means." 

She told me that she would be out of the house by next weekend and wouldn't fight any divorce. "Just don't keep my kids from me," she asked and I didn't.

We split everything up fifty fifty and I decided to keep the house for the sake of the kids. Peg got a small one-bedroom condo near down town so she could walk to work. I just told everyone that we grew apart and that it was the best thing for both of us. The kids still don't understand and no matter what we tell them, they say they hate us both. Everyone says how sorry they are, including me. I see Peg every once in a while and she looks fantastic but always has some good-looking guy on her arm; I hope she's happy.

Me, I'm not. I'm still angry with everyone except Peg. She told me what she wanted, or should I say needed, but it was something I couldn't give her. Now when I go out, I tell all of my dates that I'm into everything but swinging. Most agree with me, but more than a few stopped going out with me after that. Their loss I guess.

It's been two years since our divorce became final. Our son is graduating from high school and we're all going out to dinner, including Peg. I've picked our favorite restaurant and the kids are looking forward to it almost as much as I am. I've trimmed down and even bought a new suit for the occasion so I can look my best. Cleaning out the attic I found a few old photographs and a couple of other things I told she might like to see. She's agreed to come over to the house after dinner for coffee and dessert; the kids say it'll almost be like old times. 

Maybe she'll make me that offer again, she did years ago. Who knows, maybe I'll take her up on it this time or throw her ass out on the street, only time will tell.



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 03



Chapter 3 -- At the Movies

After we left Victoria's Secret, Susan asked about an X-Rated Video store downtown. 

"Does that store show movies?" she asked me. 

Since I had been there several times to get my rocks off during our low-sex years, I knew the place fairly well. "It has booths where one or two people can feed quarters into the video machine and pick whatever porn flicks they want, and it also has a small theater that shows full length movies on a large screen TV."

"Seems like you know the place pretty well," Susan said.

"Well, to be honest, I have gotten my rocks off there several times."

"Oh? Tell me about it?" she queried.

"I just watched porn flicks in the video machines and jacked off. Once there was a woman giving blow jobs in a glory hole and she sucked me off."

"What's a glory hole?"

"It's a whole in the wall of the video booth. A guy can stick his cock through the whole and the person on the other side sucks him off. It's all quite impersonal. Gay guys like it a lot because they can suck a guy's cock and the guy may think he's getting sucked by a woman."

"So were you sucked by a guy?"

"No, I am pretty sure it was a woman. At least she (he?) had a female voice."

"Did you talk with each other? What did you say?"

"I talked as little as possible. All I wanted was to get my rocks off. I remember that we both thanked each other when it was over, but that's about it."

"What about the Theater?" Susan asked, her curiosity growing.

"It's a small theater with couches instead of seats. It's intended for couples, but lots of single guys watch the movies so they can see what the couples do. There are about a dozen couches, so it's not very big."

"And what do the couples do?"

"Just what you would expect that they do. Want to find out for yourself?"

"Why do you think I have been asking all the questions," she asked. "Of course I want to find out for myself. Let's go."

"Right now?" I asked? My cock was still recharging from our visit to the shoe store an hour ago.

"What's the matter?" Susan asked.

"Nothing," I sighed. "I am still reeling from last night with Judi and then with Billy and from Jessica's blow job at the shoe store. But don't worry, I'll recover. Let's go watch a movie."

"Great, but first, I want to change into something more appropriate for the movies," Susan said. 

We headed towards the nearest women's room so she could change and I waited outside the door. When she emerged a few minutes later, I just about shit a brick. She was wearing an almost transparent black blouse with no bra underneath. Her skirt was a thin cotton print that fell to her mid-thigh, and was buttoned up the front. Actually it was unbuttoned almost to her pussy. As she walked, the skirt gapped open to the very top of her thighs. She sat down in a bench in the mall for just a moment to adjust her spiked heels and as she did, her skirt fell to both sides and her pussy was on prominent display. No point in pretending to be modest. This outfit screamed, "Look at me. Aren't I sexy? Don't you want to fuck me?"

We walked out of the mall into the afternoon sun and passed a couple headed into the mall. The sun was behind Susan so it shined through both her blouse and her skirt. As I looked at her, her breasts were clearly outlined, and it was obvious that she was wearing nothing underneath. The fellow's jaw almost dropped and his head locked onto Susan like a radar dish tracking an incoming missile. His partner noticed his reaction and she yanked his arm to get his attention back.

"Did you see her?" I heard him ask.

"Yes. She's clearly a two bit whore and you don't want to fall back into being a sinner again do you, Ralph?" 

I didn't hear the rest of the conversation, but Susan burst out laughing. She stopped and yelled, "Hey Ralph!"

Ralph stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at Susan as she pulled her skirt open and gave him a quick flash of her pussy. "I miss you sweetie. Give me a call."

Ralph's wife looked at Susan and then slapped Ralph right in the face. "You son of a bitch!" she yelled at him. Have you been sleeping with that whore?"

Ralph was totally flummoxed as Susan turned away and pulled my arm. "I love what your tongue does to my pussy, so call me soon," she shouted back to him as we walked away. 

I heard the sound of another slap as Ralph's wife unloaded on him again, but we were soon to far away to hear the rest of the conversation.

"That was mean," I said to Susan, half angry and totally amused.

"Well, she struck me as one of those up tight bible thumpers, so I just couldn't resist the temptation to pull her chain."

"You pulled it pretty good. I'll be poor Ralph doesn't get any for months."

"Serves him right," said Susan. "He's a complete wimp and doesn't have the balls to stand up to her. If he has been stepping out on her, they need to work that out, but playing the "you're a sinner" card just pisses me off. I just have no tolerance for that self-righteous hypocritical bullshit. It's so bogus. I bet she thinks that any sex not done in the dark and the missionary position is evil."

"So tell me how you really feel," I offered.

"I feel like flashing and fucking and we are going to do just that," Susan said and turned to me and pulled her skirt open again to give me a quick look at her bald pussy. "Are you good with that?"

"Want to wait until we get to the movie theater or should I go back and get Ralph?"

Susan laughed and stepped up close to me and gave me a big kiss. She snaked one hand down the front of my shorts and gave my cock a big squeeze. "Let's go," she said as she let go of my cock. I opened her door and held it for her as she got in. She put her left leg into the car but left her right leg on the ground, giving me another great shot of her pussy. She looked up at me and smiled and winked as she used her left hand to start fingering herself. 

I just smiled and watched her for a few moments as she masturbated in a public parking lot. "You are so fucking sexy," I said to her. I felt my cock getting harder and stepped a bit closer to her. I was wearing very loose fitting shorts and I pulled the leg of my shorts up so she could see my rapidly hardening cock. She reached up with her right hand and grabbed my cock and pulled it (and me) towards her. She sucked me into her mouth and continued to frig herself as I stood next to her and watched for trouble. I knew that most malls now have cameras watching the parking lot and I didn't want to get busted.

I let her continue to suck me until I spotted a cop car enter the parking lot about 200 yards away. "Time to go," I said as I stepped back. "You can keep playing with yourself, but I think it's time to get out of this parking lot. I closed her door and quickly got into the driver's seat and started the engine. I backed out of our parking spot and headed out of the parking lot in the opposite direction from the cop car, and in 30 seconds, we were on our way downtown. 

We got to the Porn Store about ten minutes later. Susan was still frigging herself as I parked. "OK, my sweet slut. Do you want to finish yourself off or do you want to go inside and play?"

Susan looked at me with a dreamy look and said, "Stick your fingers in my pussy, sweetie. I want to cum just a little before we go inside." 

I smiled and turned toward her so I could use my left hand to help her out. I stuck my index finger in her pussy and started stroking her. I quickly followed with two fingers and then three as she started to groan. "Yeah, baby. Stroke me faster. I'm almost there."

I increased my rhythm and in moments I could feel her start to buck against my hand. "Oh, Fuck!" she said as she came. It wasn't a real squirter, but she clearly felt some relief as her whole body shuddered. "That was good," she said. "Now I want some cock. Let's go play."

We walked into the store and were immediately assailed with shelves full of DVD's with lurid covers and titles like " Belladona's Manhandled" and "Roller Dolze." The front of the sales counter was filled with sexual toys like inflatable women and lots of dildos. Toward the back was a doorway that led to the video booths and to the right, across the store from the sales counter was the entrance to the theater. Susan started looking through the shelves of videos and picked one off the shelf and handed it to me. The title was "Slutty and Sluttier 11."

"Remind you of anybody?" she asked me with a grin. 

"Yeah, but we don't have anything near 11 chapters yet. Right now we are only on chapter three," I replied. 

Susan started looking at the dildos and vibrators in the display. Some were tiny like the Pocket Rocket vibrator. Others were just huge plastic cocks. Susan had never had a dildo or vibrator and she was fascinated. "Can I try one?" she asked the young clerk behind the counter with a sultry voice.

"Sorry, lady, but you have to buy it to try it," he said back. 

Susan feigned disappointment and let one hand slip to her pussy and started frigging herself right in front of him. "But I'm so horny," she said pleadingly. "Just let me see that big one." 

"OK," he grinned, "but don't go getting me in trouble." He reached into the counter and pulled out a giant molded dildo. It must have been twelve inches long and at least three inches in circumference. He handed it to Susan and she took it as if it were a sacred object. She cradled it in her hands and looked at me with a pleading look. And then she gently took it into her mouth. She started sucking on it and took at least six inches down her throat. 

She took it out of her mouth and said, "It's so big, and it tastes so good. What do they put on it to make it taste so good?" 

"I haven't a clue, lady, but that was hot. How much of it can you swallow?"

"I don't know. Let's find out," Susan said to him as she returned it to her mouth. She got it six inches down her throat and then pulled it out an inch or so and pushed it back in even deeper. I could see her throat bulge as she forced it deeper and deeper. Before long she had almost 10" stuck down her throat. She looked at me and winked and then pulled it out and said, "OK, let's finish the test." She spread her legs and started to insert it into her pussy right in front of the sales clerk. There were several men wandering around the store and they all could see her in the big mirrors that were placed high on the walls to help spot shoplifters. All of them started to stand around Susan as she stuck the dildo into her cunt. She looked down at her pussy as she pushed the giant cock deeper and deeper inside her. You could hear a pin drop as everybody seemed to stop breathing. 

Susan pushed the dildo all the way into her cunt and then pulled it out again and said, "That was fun, but do you have anything that squirts? I love it when a man cums deep in my throat."

"Only in my pants, lady," the clerk replied, rolling his eyes. "That was pretty hot, but I'm gonna have to ask you to buy that."

"OK," said Susan. But I want a remote control vibrator too. "What do you have?"

"We have the Dreamboat Vibrator. It fits into your pussy and strokes your G-spot. And the remote control works from 50 feet away." He pulled a small box from the counter and showed it to Susan. "But I'm sorry, lady. You're not going to be able to try this one on."

"I can if I buy it," said Susan with a broad grin. She looked at me and said, "Honey, please pay the man and then let's go to the movie theater and try these toys out."

I smiled back at her and pulled out a credit card and handed it to the clerk. "Care to throw in tickets to your theater?"

"That I can do," said the clerk with a big grin. "And my shift ends soon, so I may check out the show."

"Make sure you bring the thing that squirts," said Susan as she stuck the big dildo back into her mouth. She turned to look at the men who had gathered around and said, "You'll have to buy tickets if you want to see anything more." She walked purposefully towards the theater entrance while I finished paying for her new toys. 

I took the Dreamboat Vibrator and asked, "Batteries are included, aren't they?" 

"Yeah, but they are cheap ones. You should get some good ones if you don't want it to stop soon."

"OK, stock me up," I said and handed him cash for a pair of batteries. I turned and headed for the theater as the other customers queued up for tickets. I stepped through the entrance to the theater and was immediately blind as my eyes started to adjust. On the TV screen, a woman had a cock in her cunt and one down her throat and she was surrounded by lots of guys all pounding their pork. I had to wait for a couple minutes until I could spot Susan sitting on a couch down in front. I walked down to her couch and sat down and started to watch the movie.

Susan pulled the dildo out of her cunt and looked at me and said, "Have you had lunch yet?"

I was confused for a moment until she smiled and pointed to her pussy. Her legs were spread apart and the light from the TV screen made her pussy clearly visible. I got out of my seat and knelt on the floor in front of her and started the practice of worshiping at the altar of her sex. I tasted her gently and savored the aroma of her pussy. I started to lick her slowly and she responded by pushing her pussy towards me. As I continued to lick her, I could see a man sit down on the couch next to her. The couch was large enough for four people, and he was seated on the end of the couch, but his intentions were clear. His attention switched between the movie on the screen and the show in front of him. I saw several other men move to the couch behind ours and the couch next to ours filled up too. 

Susan looked at the man next to her and smiled as she pulled my head towards her pussy. She pulled her blouse over her head and set it on the couch next to her and started to squeeze her breasts and tweak her nipples. The fellow on the couch leaned towards Susan and reached for one of her tits. Susan took his hand in hers and guided it to her left breast. He slid closer to her and she let her left hand drop onto his right leg and she started stroking the inside of his thigh. I kept licking her and watching as her strokes moved up his leg towards his cock. 

"Take it out," she told him. "I want to see it." He let go of her breast, unzipped his pants and pulled out a normal size but fully erect cock. "Start jacking yourself off," she instructed him. She watched as he started to slowly pound his meat. 

With her right hand, she pulled my head towards her pussy and pushed her hips towards my mouth. "That feels so good, honey. Do you like eating me with other men watching?" 

"Ummgh," I mumbled with my mouth locked tightly on her pussy. 

"This fellow next to me is going to jack off on my tits," she said. "Does that turn you on?"

I pulled my mouth off her pussy and said, "You turn me on, honey. If you want him to cum on you, that's great by me, as long as it's what turns you on." And I returned to my box lunch where I could watch the show and let her decide how the show would unfold. I could see that the men in the couch behind ours were now standing behind Susan with their cocks out. One tapped Susan on the shoulder and offered his cock to her. She turned to see his cock and took it in her left hand and stared stroking it. The fellow to his right reached over Susan's shoulder and started stroking her right breast. His cock was out and hard and very large. As he stroked her breast, his cock started bumping the back of her neck. Susan turned around to see what was hitting her and found her mouth just inches from his cock. He pushed his hips forward so his cock would approach her mouth and Susan had to let go of the cock she was stroking to take this new cock into her mouth. She sucked him for about 30 seconds and then let go of him and said, "Put your leg over the couch so I don't have to turn my neck so far."

He put his right leg on the couch so that his cock was now much more accessible and offered it to Susan again. This time she gave it her full attention. She took his balls in one hand and his cock in her other hand and started to suck him in earnest. He only lasted for a minute or so before he grunted and jammed his cock down Susan's throat. Susan held him by the balls and squeezed him hard until she had drained every drop of his cum. As soon as she let him go, another cock appeared to take its place. 

As she started sucking it, the fellow seated to her left announced that he was about to cum. Susan turned to face him and said, "Dump your load on my titties, honey." He stood up and spurted all over her chest. He shook his cock and was about to sit down, but another man stepped up to Susan and announced that he too was about to cum. He pounded his meat until he exploded and sent a shower of cum onto Susan's face and chest. Three more men followed in quick progression and I could see two more standing behind her and pounding away. They dumped their loads into her hair and the fellow she had started to suck dumped his load on the right side of her face. 

I could feel her starting to reach a massive orgasm as two more men stepped in front of her and knelt on the couch so they could be as close as possible when they came. Susan reached one man and sucked him hard and fast and pulled her mouth off his cock just as he came. She aimed his load straight at her face and exploded with a giant squirt on my face. My T-Shirt was drenched by her cum and I felt her shudder with several aftershocks. One more man dumped his load on her chest, but I don't think she even noticed. She looked at me and said, "Holy shit, honey. That was intense. And you didn't even get a chance to cum."

"Don't worry about me. You can suck me off on the drive home. I'm just happy that you had a good time." I pulled myself away from her legs and started to stand up. "That's all, folks. If you haven't shot your load by now, you're on your own," I said to the few men still standing around us. I was hoping I didn't have any trouble with any of them and I guess I got lucky because they all started to drift away. 

One man stood a few feet away and said, "She's your wife? I have never seen such an amazing slut. I have wished my wife could let out herself be a bit more uninhibited, but I guess that's not in the cards."

Susan stood up and let her skirt drop around her, but her top was still on the couch. She was drenched with cum. It was in her hair, all over her face and chest. She started wiping the cum off her face and licking it off her hands as she looked at him and said, "I suppressed it for years too. It wasn't until my hubby here went to a gangbang party that I realized how much I had suppressed my own sexual fantasies. And that just happened a few days ago. I am just now starting to experience the sexual freedom I have suppressed all my life."

The fellow looked at Susan for a moment and then at me and asked, "Was that gangbang party real recent?"

"Yes, it was. Why?"

"Was it at the Johnson Lodge with Judi?"

"Right again. Why... again?"

"I wanted to be there, but I couldn't get away from my wife. Sounds like it had some secondary effects on you guys." 

"You could say that," Susan said as she finished wiping the cum off her chest. Her hair still had lots of cum in it, but she ignored it as she pulled her blouse on and said, "Well, gotta go. Good luck with your wife. If you want some advice..." Susan said, unwilling to give him advice without his asking for it.

"Yes, I would love some advice, especially from you," he said.

"Well, I bet that she needs to feel very safe before she will let you know about her buried desires. If he has a strong religious background, that will make it harder."

"She's a recovering Catholic," the fellow said.




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 03



I had the deepest nights sleep I've had in months. I must have fallen asleep at 9 pm and slept right until my alarm sounded. Nobody needs Lunesta, you just need a talented woman! What a great way to start off a Monday.

I walked to my desk and followed my usual routine but I felt like I was floating on air. Jackie seemed to take note in perky attitude, "Somebody got laid this weekend."

"What? What makes you suggest that," I said defensively.

"Nobody is this happy on a Monday morning. Besides I didn't hear from you the rest of weekend after the party. And you left with Micaela and Mark," her eyes glared deep at me like a parent interrogating their teenager after being out all night."

"So what that I left with them. We decided to hang out.... Did anyone else notice I left with them," I said in a panic. Oh, I had blown it that was way too obvious of a question.

"Ah ha so you had sex with them. Wait them or her," she asked curiously.

"Them? What do you mean them?" She said it so casually like she was aware there was a "them."

"You don't think I know about their little friendship deal? I know everything. Just try to get off your cloud 9 so the rest of the office doesn't know. Hmmmm," she said with a parenting tone still. I blushed and returned to work. She was right. I needed to compose myself.

I tried to focus and get back to work. What had I gotten involved in? I'm not in high school anymore. I need a real relationship not games. I went through that phase already. Sure it's fun for a while but eventually everyone moves on and you're alone when the funs over.

"Knock...Knock. My meeting is over," Micaela's voice whispered. 

"To what do I owe this visit," I said hoping it was personal not business.

"We've just acquired a new contract. One that requires some travel and overtime. Interested?" She waited a moment and before I could even get a reply out, "Did I mention time with me," she offered as a persuasive device.

I smiled, "What makes you think this is a contract I'm qualified for exactly?" I was flattered at the opportunity but also wanted to make sure it was for professional reasons first and foremost.

"It's not a favor. You've never had a customer complaint. You've never turned down a project. You're here early and late as needed even at last minute's notice. You scrutinize all your work to ensure it's with the highest standards. The personal time would just be a well-timed perk," she said seriously.

"Fair enough. When and where?" I said trying to not seem overly excited.

"Phoenix, Arizona. Leaving in 4 days," she said warily hoping the short notice wouldn't lead me into backing out.

"I'll start packing," I said with a smile.

She smiled. "Don't forget to bring something to do in your free time," She said looking around to see if anyone could hear her. "I assumed we could just share a room," she said before walking away. 

I barely accomplished any work for the rest of the day. I spent my afternoon day dreaming about all the possible ways to spend my free time with her. I was going to be losing a lot of sleep on this trip.

The days flew by and before I knew it I was on my way to the airport. We met up at the US Airways line and checked in our bags. We made our way through the dragging security line. Sitting at the gate waiting for our time to board was our first real chance to get to know each other. I needed something to preoccupy my time since I can't stand flying. What better way than admiring how different Micaela looks not wearing business attire? She was dressed casual in white sneakers, blue jeans, and a yellow hooded sweatshirt. She looked adorable no matter what she wore. 

"Now boarding rows 8 – 12 UA3536 with service to Phoenix," the airline attended shouted.

We made our way to our seats and drowned out the sound of the flight attendant's safety instructions. "I've got a confession to make," Micaela stated. Her breathing seemed short and rapid, "I'm scared to fly." Suddenly, I didn't feel so bad because deep down I was terrified too. "Hold my hand," I smiled as I held my palm open. She took my hand, squeezing hard throughout take off and slowly released once we were high into the air.

"We've got a business dinner Sunday evening but until then our schedule is free. Our room has a jacuzzi tub," she smiled.

"Sounds like you already have the evening planned," I said curiously.

"Oh, I have a few ideas in mine. I don't think you'll have any objections," she said with confidence.

We made small talk throughout the flight but all I could think of was making it to the hotel room. Upon landing we grabbed out luggage and took a cab to our hotel. We dropped our bags off to our room. "I just need to freshen up real quick before we go to dinner," she said pulling her sweatshirt over her head. Her ribbed shirt underneath bunched up revealing her stomach and belly button as she wiggled the sweatshirt off. I could barely resist my urge to wrap my arms around her. She disappeared to the bathroom for a few minutes to adjust her makeup and returned, "Ready?"

We made our way to the restaurant and ordered a few beers to loosen our nerves. "So do you only like girls," she asked. "Have you ever liked guys?"

I paused for a moment," I like woman. I can find men attractive on occasion but I only date women."

"I don't that I could ever date a woman but I don't blame you. Your lips are so much softer than any man's. Your skin is smooth and soft. You can feel passion in your touch. Sex with a woman is so much different than with a man," she spoke with passion and sincerity.

"There's a bond felt between two woman, a connection no man can ever feel with a woman. It's an indescribable connection and that's what draws me to women. A woman is never as she seems on the surface. The most innocent church attending woman has a wild side. The strongest butch always has a soft side. I love the journey of discovering the alternate personality. I love the adventure," I replied.

"So what's my alternate personality," she asked. I leaned back and my mind seemed to go somewhere else for a moment. After a few moments of careful analysis, "You battle submission and dominance. You dominate the work place by day and submit to pleasing your lover at night. You yearn to be controlled and be in control."

She seemed surprise at the accuracy of my analysis, "What's it like to fuck a woman?" 

"It's a rush of excitement knowing the power and control you have over another person. A position to not abuse. It's not all about control though, it's also about protection. I am in a trusted position when someone submits to me and I'm careful that even in the roughest moment I don't cause harm." 

I could see her thoughts spinning, taking in what I said. "Have you ever let a woman fuck you?"

"Once...." I hesitated to not elaborate but feared that would not be the last of her questions.

"What happened?"

"I didn't trust her." She seemed puzzled at my response but didn't push, recognizing my brief responses indicated it was not a subject I intended to discuss.

"...Do you trust me," she asked. Thankfully before I was forced to provide a response the waitress returned to the table with our check. We paid the bill and returned to our room. She laid down on the bed and sighed. I climbed onto the bed next to her and ran my fingers under her shirt across her stomach. I pulled her close and kissed her. I unbuttoned her jeans with my right hand and slid my hand under them. I could hear her gasp with anticipation before I even touched her. She was extremely wet. I rubber her clit until she came. I could barely enter her since her jeans left little room. "Did you bring it with you ," she asked. I kissed her sweet lips and got up. I pulled my strap-on from my suit case and began to undress. I could feel her gaze upon me as I slid my strap-on up my legs to my waist. 

I returned to the edge of the bed and leaned forward, removing her jeans and thong in motion. She moved to her knees removing her shirt and bra before my eyes. Her breasts were at perfect height for me to place my mouth on her nipple. They were large and beautiful. I could make her come just by squeezing her nipple. I loved her ability to have continuous orgasms and envied the ease at which she came. I climbed onto the bed and laid on my back. I sat between my legs, leaning forward kissing my body all over. She teased my nipples, stomach, and sides with her tongue. I reached below her and took my cock in my right hand. I gathered her long hair in my left hand. She looked at me puzzled. She took the cock in her hand without question. "I want you to suck it," I said. She followed my command willingly, taking her tongue to my shaft and licking me all the way to the head. She teases me by sucking the head making me want to watch her take more of me in. I watch my shaft begin to disappear into her mouth. My hand pulls at her hair and her head bobs up and down on my cock. It's a thrill I can't even begin to explain. She can see my excitement and the arousal it brings without me even being able to feel her. 

She sat up and straddled me. She slid me easily inside of her. I felt like I was on the verge of orgasm as I watched her ride me. She took in every inch with ease. Within minutes she came. She climbed next to me and kissed me. I grabbed a pillow in one hand and stood up and reached for her hand with my other hand. I threw a pillow over the desk to provide some cushion and she leaned forward over the edge. Her ass was in the air waiting for me to fuck her doggy style. I smacked her ass two times and slid my cock inside her. I firmly place my hands on her hips thrusting as hard and fast as I could. So hard you could hear my skin slapping against her. Her moans were so loud I was certain anyone down the hall could hear us. After she came, I slowed my strokes to become long and slow. She was so sensitive she gripped the pillow with all her might. She exploded in orgasm, this one far more intense than the first. When I pulled out, I could see her cum dripping down her leg, "Oh my god that felt good!" 

She went over to the jacuzzi and started the water. She came back over and grabbed my hand. "Your turn," she said as she led me over. I slid my strap-on off and climbed into the jacuzzi. I propped myself on the tub edge up against the corner. She sat between my legs kissing my thighs teasingly. I gripped her hair tightly in my left hand and she slid two fingers inside of me. She felt so good inside of me. She licked my clit as she finger fucked me. "Oh, Micaela," I pulled her hair hard as I came.

We spent the rest of the evening relaxing in the jacuzzi until we couldn't stay awake any longer. I slept with my naked body spooning hers. I awoke the next morning to her fingertips stroking my stomach. 

"Good morning, sexy," I said opening my eyes.

"Time for some coffee," she said. She got up and started the coffee maker. She fixed two cups and sat down in a chair.

She seemed to not take any notice of her nudity. I got up and sat in the chair across from her. We talked about our lives. First experiences, past experiences, people who had come and gone in our lives, and where we hoped to be in the future. We talked with ease as if we had been best friends forever. I finished my coffee and crawled back into bed. She came back to bed with me. She began kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear. "Do you trust me," she asked repeating her question from last night's dinner conversation. I hesitated. She slid her middle finger inside of my pussy and repeated her question, "Do you trust me?" I moaned and she pushed her finger deep inside me, "Yes." She slid her index finger inside me as well. Her thrusts made me hips buck in the air. 'I want to fuck you," she said. "I want to show you how could it feels. Trust me," she whispered. 

She fumbled for a moment and slid the strap-on up to her hips. She blushed slightly at the awkwardness of such a contraption. She rubbed the lube over the dildo. It hurt a little as she entered me but it felt good at the same time. She leaned forward and kissed me, "I won't hurt you. I promise." She moved slow and cautiously at first. My finger circled my clit and she fucked me. She enjoyed being in control. I bit her shoulder when I came it felt so good, an experience I never had before. 

She opened my world to a new experience as I had done for her. The rest of the trip was blurred in my mind now. One day seemed to collide with the next. We fought to get our work done quickly during the day and back into each other's arms at night. It was that trip that she first had said she loved me. We never openly dated. She continued her relationship with Mark and other men. I saw her when I could. We had lunch and dinner dates and hook ups. We had become more than friends emotionally but we never could be together. We never got another trip together like Arizona but I'd travel to see her when she was on the road. After I switched career paths things never were the same. We drifted apart and I began to take an interest in a new love. Our love affair had to come to an end.  



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 03



The next morning both Cheryl and Scott were feeling the effects of their partying the night before. Scott finally pulled himself out of bed around eleven am and headed downstairs to put on coffee. The events of the night continued to run through his mind and he still could not believe how wild it got. Cheryl was perfect and it was everything he had imagined it would be. His only concern was letting it consume him too much. If he had his way they would have Greg over tonight where they could do a proper job of fucking Cheryl. Cheryl had slept most of the way back and had showered and went straight to bed so they had not talked about what happened. Scott was hoping she enjoyed it as much as he had. As the coffee brewed Scott ran back upstairs and started a bubble bath for Cheryl and once it was filled he went to get her coffee.

"Good morning sleepy head," he said as he entered the bedroom with two cups of coffee.

"Go away," Cheryl replied. "Because of you my head is exploding."

"I have just what you need. A cup of coffee and a hot bubble bath. I will grab you something for that headache after I get you in the tub."

Cheryl dragged herself out of the bed and stumbled to the bath followed by Scott. Stripping off her panties she stepped into the steaming hot tub and slowly lowered herself into the bath. Scott put the coffee on the side of the tub and turned to go get her something for her headache. Stopping he turned back and said, "You were fantastic last night. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."

Cheryl did not reply as she picked up the coffee while Scott turned and left the room. Cheryl was sure how she felt about last night. It was wrong and they should not have let it happen. She could not believe she had allowed herself to have sex in the backseat of their car. She was not a sixteen year old girl and should have had more self control regardless of how much she had to drink. She had gone from trying to talk Scott out of this whole idea to dragging Greg into the back seat. The sex was fantastic that she could not deny but married couples should not be doing that kind of thing. Emotionally she thought it was a mistake but physically she knew she wanted to do it again. It was not that Scott was bad in bed he just did not put much effort into it. He did not try to last very long and had an average cock. She had never had an orgasm with Scott and last night she had cum three times. She really had no idea what she was going to do. If Scott wanted it to continue she knew that she would not put up much of a fight now that she knew how exciting it could be. Her hope was that it would not severely damage their marriage.

Scott spoiled her all morning long and kept telling her how much he enjoyed last night. Finally she had enough, "Please just shut up about last night! I get it. You had fun. Give me time to digest what happened. You should rethink it also. I had a great time and he fucked me better than you ever have. I am not sure I want to go back to our boring sex life."

Cheryl grabbed her keys and purse and walked out the front door. Scott stood in stunned silence. He was not sure what had just happened.

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Cheryl was not sure where she was driving. She just had to get out of the house and away from Scott. He was smothering her and she was beginning to think he sounded pathetic. He was like a school boy who had gotten his first taste of sex rather than an adult. She did not know what to do and she had no one to talk to who did not have an ulterior motive. She drove north up Interstate 95 and into Georgia almost to Savannah before she turned around and started back. She would have kept going but she realized she had walked out without her phone and she knew Scott had to be worried. She had driven for over two hours and by the time she got home she would have been gone five hours. As upset as she was her goal had not been to make Scott worry. As she crossed the Trout River Bridge it suddenly came to her. She knew who she could talk to and it was someone who had no stake in the game and could be totally objective. 

When she pulled into the driveway Scott was immediately opening the front door and rushing towards her. She could see the concern on his face and felt guilty about running out and what she had said before she left. It was mostly true but she should not have been so mean. 

"Are you ok," he asked with a worried look on his face. "You have been gone five hours and you left your phone. I have been so worried."

"I know. I am sorry. I did not think about my phone when I rushed out," she said as she got out of the car. She leaned back against the car rather than allow him to embrace her. "Scott I am sorry about how I acted and I really did not mean to leave my phone. By the time I realized it I was almost to Savannah and turned around. I did not mean to make you worry."

"That is ok babe. I know I was pushing you and I was wrong," he said as he reached for her again.

Once again she pushed him back. "Scott let me finish. I am not sure how I feel about last night. I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it too much. I have never had sex like that before. It is like you said I was a virgin when we married and this was something totally new for me. I don't want you to think I am being mean. What happened last night was the most sexually fulfilling thing I have experienced. It is not the emotional bond that you and I have but from a physical standpoint it was fantastic. I need time to figure out if I want to continue doing this or not. I think it is dangerous. You need to think about it too. Decide if you really want to continue and take that risk. If you want to stop and leave this in the past, something we enjoyed once and got out of our system I think I can do that. But if you decide to continue do so knowing I could get to really enjoy it."

With that she brushed by him and walked into the house. Scott leaned against the car thinking maybe he needed to take along drive. He had resisted the urge to get on-line and try to catch Greg knowing that he was not available. Turning he walked into the garage and pulled out the lawn mower. 

Cheryl walked into the house and put on a pot of coffee. Twenty minutes later she poured herself a cup and then went into the study and sat down at the PC. She had thought about it when she crossed the bridge coming back into Jacksonville. Brett was who she needed to talk to. They had spoken for a while on-line when Scott had first come up with this idea. He had said if she ever need to talk to let him know and she was going to take advantage of the offer. She signed on and sent him a message, waited a few moments to make sure he did not respond and then she signed back off. Grabbing a book she went into the den and sat down and began reading. An hour later she heard the mower shut off and a few minutes later Scott came in through the garage and went upstairs and started the shower.

Scott had been thinking about what Cheryl said. At first he had not focused on it but as he was cutting grass he kept replaying the conversation and finally it hit him. Cheryl had said if he wanted to stop she thought she could. Did that mean that if he wanted to stop she may not? Did she mean she could not stop seeing Greg or the lifestyle in general? For the first time he was a little worried about what they had gotten into. Maybe it was best to just stop and be done with it. He had experienced what he wanted there was no need to continue. He decided he had already pushed Cheryl to much today and would wait until tomorrow before he mentioned anything. Maybe they could go to the beach again and have lunch like they did last Sunday and work everything out.

After he finished his shower he went downstairs and turned on the ballgame. Neither said anything the rest of the night each lost in their own thoughts. Finally Cheryl got up and went into the den to check and see if Brett had replied. He had replied a few minutes earlier and invited her to meet him on-line at nine in the morning. That was a little early for her and Scott but that might be good because she could talk to him while Scott still slept. Replying she let him know she would talk to him then. Turning off the PC she went into the bedroom and got into bed and an hour later Scott followed.

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Cheryl was up and out of bed by eight the next morning putting on coffee. She wanted to be fully awake and have a couple of cups of coffee before she spoke with Brett. She looked forward to talking with him. The one time they had spoken she had felt at ease talking with him and maybe he could give her some insight. Just before nine she signed on and messaged Greg to see if he was on. It was just after nine before she got a response.

"Good morning," Brett replied to her initial message. "How are you?"

"Doing good. How are you this morning?"

"Good. I have been out on the dock and lost track of time. Sorry for being a little late." Brett said.

"On the dock? I barely made it out of bed. Morning's are not my best time of day."

"Oh I am a morning person big time. Nothing like watching the sun come up with a hot cup of coffee. You seemed a little upset when you messaged last night."

Cheryl thought a moment before replying, "Well...we did it. I am not sure how I feel about it."

"I see. Tell me what your concerns are?"

"Well it just got out of control. I was surprised at how I reacted, how Scott reacted and where it might lead. I did it with a guy in the back of the damn car. Like a sixteen year old. Honestly I am not sure Scott could have stopped me if he wanted to but believe me he had no problem with me being fucked in the back seat of a car. Isn't that pathetic....both of us should know better."

"Why is it pathetic? Did you enjoy it?"

Cheryl paused. She was not sure how honest she should be. Shaking her head she decided that if she wanted someone to talk to about this she had better be honest with them. "That is the problem Brett. I really enjoyed it. It was as much the naughtiness of it as it was the sex. I have not felt that way in years. No...I have never felt that way. Knowing I was married and that this was wrong just made it that much more exciting. It scares me. Married couples should not be having sex with other people."

"Why? Was Scott upset? Did you enjoy it? What a married couple decides is fun and ok for them is never wrong. Why do you think it is wrong?"

Cheryl did not know how to reply. She had problems putting into words why it was wrong because if she and Scott enjoyed it she could not really think of a reason why it was wrong. She had been raised that married couples did not do such things. "Aren't we supposed to be happy with each other and not need anyone else? Isn't having sex with someone else a betrayal or cheating or something? It just cannot be right."

"There is no betrayal or cheating. It is something you both know about and enjoy. Why would it be any different than any other part of your life that you share with others? Just because it is sex it does not mean it cannot be shared with others as long as you are both ok with it? It sounds like Scott had a good time and you did also. Remember what I told you when we first talked. Often it is the husband's idea but the wife turns out enjoying it more than he does. Sounds like that might be the case with you?"

"It does scare me how exciting it was. I totally lost control and I know how I am. I can see myself letting it escalate to get that next thrill. I enjoyed the attention and after I drug Greg into the backseat he took control. I enjoyed being controlled and dominated by him."

"Then as long as you keep it in perspective and realize this is just fantasy and fun there should not be an issue," Brett replied. "As long as you and Scott are communicating and keeping each other's feelings the first priority it can be fun. Maybe you are just feeling guilty that you enjoyed it with another guy and are worried about the first time Scott enjoys another woman."

They talked for another hour before she heard Scott stirring. Wrapping it up she went to the kitchen to get Scott some coffee. She felt a little better after talking with Brett. She had to agree that if they both wanted and enjoy it that as long as they were open there was nothing wrong with it. She walked downstairs and got Scott a cup of coffee and took it up to him. She decided she would live with whatever he decided and make sure she was open with him about her concerns. 

"Good morning sleepy head," she said as she gave him a quick hug.

"Good morning. You were up awful early?"

"I know. I just wanted some quite time this morning. I am still trying to come to terms with this new lifestyle. I think we really need to talk before we go any further," she said as she looked at him.

"I agree. Why don't we go down to the beach for lunch like we did last Sunday. We can walk and talk about things. I really do not want you doing anything that you are not comfortable with and I can tell this has you concerned."

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Two hours later they had already eaten lunch and were walking down the beach. Neither had talked much and an uneasy feeling hung in the air. As they walked by a little beachside park Scott suggested they sit for a while. Picking a shady bench they sat where they could watch people strolling along the beach and began the conversation they both were dreading.

"Scott I talked with Brett this morning. I am not sure if you ever spoke with him but he is one of the first guys that responded to us on the site. He lives up in Boston and because of the distance we will probably never meet but when I talked with him I felt comfortable. He told me to feel free to message him if I needed to talk about this and get some unbiased input. He and I talked this morning before you got up and I feel better about things but still think we need to talk about where this is going."

Scott vaguely remembered the name but had never really spoken with him. If he could help Cheryl deal with things he had no objection to her talking with him. "Ok. I am glad you have someone to bounce things off of. I know I pressed things and we have gone a lot faster than we intended. How do you feel about what happened Friday night?"

"Conflicted. I enjoyed it at the time. I know I had drank a lot but that is only an excuse. Greg is a very sexy guy, patient and fun to be around. I know he would not push me to do something I did not want to do. It was me who grabbed his hand and pulled him into the back seat with me. I do not want you to think he instigated what happened. I was drunk, you and I have toyed with this and I was just ready to either do it or forget it. Once we started it was exciting. Having sex with someone other than you made me feel slutty and I enjoyed it. I had not felt that excited in a long time. But the next morning I did not feel the same way. I was concerned you would have second thoughts and be upset. I do not want anything to ever come between us."

Scott sat silent for a moment. "I was not upset at all. I did not realize you had pulled Greg into the backseat but I am glad you did. It was exciting to see you having fun and letting go. You were sexy, slutty and lovely all at the same time and I have no second thoughts about what happened. I am still in the same place as I was before. I just want us to enjoy some new things. As long as we both agree then what harm is there in having a little fun. Nothing can ever change the way I feel about you."

"But I am not sure we will always agree. In the heat of the moment there is not time to check with each other and make sure everything is ok. What if he and I wanted to do something Friday that you did not agree with? Am I supposed to stop and check with you every time we start to do something new and make sure you are ok?"

Scott shook his head. "Of course not. My only limit is that you are safe. Other than that you do whatever you enjoy. If something happens I am not comfortable with we can talk about it afterwards and resolve it. The same goes for you. If we are with a couple or single woman and something happens we can talk about it afterwards. The key is to not get upset and for us to talk about it as soon as we can."

"That is what Brett said. Communicate. If we stay on the same page it can be a lot of fun but if we ever start holding back our feelings about things then it can cause issues. So where do we go from here?"

They talked for almost three hours about things they would like to try and things that were off limits. The latter list was very short and neither could really think of anything that was off limits other than if they started having feelings for someone else they would stop seeing that person. As they drove back home Cheryl felt their marriage was back on track and this new dimension might be fun. She would enjoy seeing Greg again but thought that they should meet a couple. At some point Scott would want to enjoy another woman and she might as well get it out of the way and see if she could handle it.

Later that night Scott was on-line when he got a message from Greg asking how Cheryl was feeling about Friday night. 

"Hey. She is fine. I think she had some initial second thoughts Saturday but we talked everything out. I think we are fine now. How about you? Did you enjoy yourself?"

"lol...you have to ask? I have had a smile on my face all weekend. I hope you two are up for meeting again," Greg said.

"Sure. We would enjoy that. Cheryl wants to meet a couple also. I think she is concerned about me and another woman and wants to see if she can handle it."

"Hey...that might be perfect. I am going to a house party next Saturday. Several couples and singles there. Why don't you two come with me. No pressure to do anything but it is a fun atmosphere and who knows...you may find a couple you like," Greg said.

After several minutes of talking Greg had convinced Scott that the party was a good idea. If they did not find anyone they liked then he and Greg could play with Cheryl. Plus it was down in St. Augustine so there was hardly any chance they would run into someone they knew. "I will talk to Cheryl and see what she thinks. If you get a chance feel free to text Cheryl. I think it kind of bugs her that she has not heard from you."

"No problem. I was not sure if you would be ok with it so I always proceed with caution."

"Feel free to text her anytime you like. She and I are comfortable with you," Scott replied.

Smiling Greg responded, "I will do it tomorrow. I don't want her to think you prompted me to text her."

After a few more minutes of talk Scott signed off and headed for the shower.

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Saturday night found Scott and Cheryl headed down to St. Augustine to meet Greg at the now very familiar Applebees. They were going to have a drink and Greg was going to give them more insight to the party. They arrived before Greg and got a booth. They had talked a lot about the party and any concerns they had. Having never been to one they agreed that both were free to do whatever they liked as long as they were together. If anything happened that caused concerns they would talk about it afterwards and adjust if they decided to attend another party. Cheryl was feeling excited and concerned. She really did not anticipate doing anything with anyone other than Greg and Scott but the idea that another female may be involved was troubling. She did not know how she would react to seeing Scott enjoying another woman. 

Greg arrived and they had a few drinks as they discussed the party. Greg made sure they understood that No meant No and they did not have to worry about anyone taking liberties that they did not want. "There are a lot of very nice couples that will be there, laid back and easy to be around. I have told a few you are coming and that you are new so they know to be gentle," he said laughing.




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They all climbed into their SUV, Greg in the back alone and headed to the party. The house was huge and backed up to the beach making it obvious that whoever lived here had some money. Greg walked with them around the side of the house to the back where there were people sitting and playing pool as they talked and drank. As Greg strolled in he was greeted by several people and it was obvious that he was pretty popular with everyone, women and men alike. Greg was very good about introducing them to everyone and they were soon talking with a couple that Greg had told them about.

"Brian and Maria this is Scott and Cheryl. They thought they would come tonight and just see what a house party was all about," Greg said smiling as he introduced them.

After shaking hands and saying hello they all wandered over to the bar area for a drink as Greg strolled over to the pool table to play a game. Brian and Maria seemed very nice. They were a little older than Scott and Cheryl but both were in great shape and very attractive. While Cheryl found Brian a nice guy and enjoyed his company she was not really sexually attracted to him. Scott on the other hand was really enjoying the view of Maria tits which were barely contained in the skin tight dress she had on. 

After a few minutes of talking Maria smiled at Cheryl and asked her if she wanted to see the rest of the house. Cheryl could tell it was just a way to get her alone and she gladly accepted. 

As they walked through the large house they found themselves in a small reading nook with two large chairs. Maria asked if she would like to sit and talk and Cheryl and took one of the chairs.

"May I be personal here Cheryl? I do not want to overstep my bounds but I think I was probably where you are a few years ago. I can tell you are apprehensive."

"Is it that obvious? I am not really that nervous but I am just not sure how to act in this environment. I guess it makes me seem more nervous than I am."

"It takes some getting used to," Maria agreed. "So this was Scott's idea?"

"Yes. He brought it up a few weeks ago. I was floored. We have always been happy but he says he has been thinking about this for years. I honestly had no idea."

"You have played with Greg I assume?"

"Yes. I will not go into details but it was fun. I am coming around to the idea but I still have concerns. How long have you and Brian been doing this," Cheryl asked.

"We have been in it about seven years. Based on what Greg says we are a lot like you two. Been married a long time, kids raised and moved on and things were at a point where we could go a little crazy. Brian brought it up to me but I was ready for something exciting to spice things up. After 20 years of sex with the same person it is hard to keep things exciting in the bedroom."

Cheryl was very appreciative of her honesty and kept pressing for information, "Has it caused you two any issues?"

"Not really. It is hard to find four people who are all attracted to each other so sometimes we split and play alone at some of these things. Sometimes people do not understand that but if the sexual chemistry is not there it is not as much fun. It does not mean the other person is not attractive or nice there just has to be that spark to really make it fun and sometimes it just does not happen between four people."

"I understand that. I told Scott when we started this that I was not playing with someone I did not find attractive just so he could have fun with the wife," she replied smiling. "We have gotten a lot of e-mails from couples and single guys from the sites we are on but we have only met Greg until tonight."

"Well Greg is a nice one to start with," Maria said with a little chuckle. "He is really a nice guy. I would suspect that he will enjoy two or three ladies here tonight. He can get that thing up several times in one night. The only other thing we have learned that is good for us is we tend to stay away from couples who have not been together long. They normally have not had time to build the trust between each other that this lifestyle requires for married couples. Are you bi?"

Laughing Cheryl tried to hide her embarrassment. "Not really sure. I have never done anything with another woman so I do not know if I would like it or not. At some point I will give it a try and see how it goes. I am sure Scott would love that."

"Well I am what I call bi-playful. I am not really bi but I love seeing the guys get all hot and bothered with a little play between the ladies. I would never want to play alone with another woman but as a group thing it can be fun."

They continued to talk and Cheryl really enjoyed Maria's company. Just as they were beginning to decide it was time to go back to the party Scott and Brian found them.

"We thought you two had left. Everything ok," Brian asked as they walked up and handed the ladies fresh drinks.

"Of course," Maria replied. "I was just getting to know our new guests and showing her the house."

"Cheryl I hope you like it. We have been here about 10 years now. We really enjoy it a lot since we can enjoy the beach and have privacy. Little bigger than we wanted but we could not pass up the deal," Brian said.

"I did not realize this was your place," Cheryl said. "Greg never told us."

They continued to talk and both Scott and Cheryl were impressed with how down to earth their new friends were despite the wealth they enjoyed. 

Finally Maria stood and said they needed to get back to the party and join the other guests. As they walked back she walked beside Scott and was obviously flirting with him. Brian and Cheryl walked behind and talked as they watched the show in front of them. When they got back to the pool area Brian pulled her aside. Cheryl had been dreading this. She did not want to hurt his feelings but she just did not find him sexually exciting.

As they sat Brian turned to her and took her hands in his. "Cheryl you are lovely and very sexy. I think Scott and Maria have hit it off well and would enjoy getting together. I can also tell that you and I are not at that point yet. Maybe sometime in the future but I don't think you are ready to jump in the bed with me. I will work on getting you there," he said smiling. "In the meantime I had an idea and I mentioned it to Scott so I hope you don't mind. I was thinking that maybe you three could have Greg join you. I understand you are comfortable with him and this will be the first time Scott and you have enjoyed another woman so having him there may make it easier."

Cheryl almost felt tears coming to her eyes. She could tell that Brian would like to take part but he would not push her. "Brian that is so sweet. You read me well and it is not you. I had made my mind up that we would not play with anyone tonight except maybe Greg. It is not that I do not want Scott to have fun but I just want to take things one step at a time. Maybe this is a good next step. I find you very attractive and I am sure we will become very good friends and have some fun in the future."

Smiling at her obvious relief he replied, "I will hold you to that. For now lets go find your playmates for the night and see what you four can get into."

Standing up they walked around the pool to where Greg was talking with Maria and Scott. After a few minutes of talking Brian excused himself and walked over to the pool table. The four of them stood quietly for a moment and finally Maria broke the silence, "Shall we?"

Before anyone could respond Greg took Cheryl's hand and replied, "Lead the way".

As they made their way to the second floor to the master bedroom they passed several other rooms with people in various states of dress and play. Maria took her time and allowed Scott and Cheryl to take in what was happening and to enjoy the sexual tension. "We are going to our bedroom so we will not have to worry about people walking in," Maria told Cheryl. "Everyone knows our bedroom is off limits unless you are specifically invited. We do enjoy playing in the other rooms but this will be more private."

Maria got to the bedroom and opened the door. Scott paused taking Cheryl's hand as he indicated to Greg that they would be right in. "Babe are you ok? I know this is a big step for you and if you are not ready for it I can tell them now. I do not want you to have any regrets."

"I am fine Scott. Brian was so sweet suggesting this and I feel very comfortable with everything. I am with someone I am a little familiar with and I really like Maria. Let's just have fun. If anything happens we do not like we can talk about it afterwards."

Scott smiled as he opened the door and led Cheryl into the bedroom. 



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"Well, at least she is recovering. That means she has taken a look at some of her beliefs and decided to shake off her early conditioning. So just be honest with her. Ask her what turns her on. Listen to her and don't try to lead her. Let her tell you what she wants and whatever she says, make sure that you tell her that you love her. If she has some buried desires, she won't be willing to tell you about them if she thinks you will judge her or criticize her."

"That sounds like pretty good advice," said the fellow. 

"Good luck. I want to go give my husband his reward for letting me act out my fantasies. And I want to take a shower."

As we walked out of the theater into the Porn Store, several men started applauding. Susan smiled at the men and gave them a quick flash of her pussy as we left the store, our new toys in hand. As we walked out of the store towards our car, Susan grabbed my arm and gave me a big squeeze and said, "I love you so much and I am so happy that you went to Judi's gangbang. I want to meet her sometime."

We got into our car and Susan curled up on the seat and put her head in my lap. She pulled my cock out of my shorts and started sucking me off as we headed towards home and a nice warm shower.

To be continued...



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 04



Chapter 4 -- Dinner with Billy

We took a few days off after a rather crazy weekend. We cuddled a lot, but didn't feel much like sex. We started to talk about the upcoming dinner with Billy and we both knew that Billy would be expecting something outrageous. And if he didn't get outrageous, he would create outrageous, so I had learned that it was better to be one step ahead of him rather than two steps behind. 

"What do you want to wear?" I asked Susan. 

"Something very sexy and accessible."

"How about that Moroccan outfit I gave you a few years back?"

"The top is great. It is very loose and I can easily flash my boobs with it, but the bottom is too long. It comes down below my knees."

"Anything you can do about that?" I asked.

Susan thought about it for a moment and then got up and went to our bedroom to get the dress. She shed her clothing on the way and returned wearing the top and carrying the bottom. Her naked and now clean shaven pussy was glistening as she walked. 

The Moroccan outfit is a light cotton beige material styled to wrap around her waist. The result was lots of cleavage, and when tied loosely, lots of flashing boobies. The bottom was the same material, and also cut in a wrap around. 

"I think I can make this a bit more, shall we say, 'accessible' with a few hours on the sewing machine." That's right, my Susie is a seamstress too. And as I say that, it dawns on me that she can probably make more interesting outfits than we can buy.

Susie wandered off and for the next couple hours I could hear the sewing machine bob its little bobbin up and down as if it was engaging in a mechanical form of masturbation, for little machines only. 

"There, that should do it," she said as she pulled the skirt from her machine and wrapped it around her waist. Or perhaps I should say that she wrapped what was left of the skirt around her. It had gone from six inches below her knees to eight inches above, and the slit from the wrap was positioned straight ahead, so the gap at the top of the slit let the light shine on the very tops of her inner thighs. And when she positioned herself with a back light, it literally lit up her pussy. Her camel toe was clearly visible though the very sheer material, and if she sat down, all she had to do was spread her legs a tiny bit and to flash her gash.

"Interesting. Enticing. Accessible. I'm sure Billy will like it. I know I do. I walked up to her and discovered another feature of her new styling. If I dropped my hand, it fell right at the top of the slit in her dress and gave me almost instant access to her pussy. 

I started to test out the limits of that access, but Susie said, "Save your love juices for Friday night. I want you really horny and loaded with jism." She pulled my hand from her moist pussy and licked each of my fingers and then stuck her own fingers in her pussy and offered me a taste of her juices to lick off her fingers. Darn right finger-licken good, she was.

As the dinner hour approached, I showered and dressed in some casual khakis and a loose fitting Hawaiian shirt. Susan showed up right on time, dressed in the Moroccan and some flat sandals, just as Billy rang the doorbell. He was dressed in pure Billy. Genes and a T-Shirt from some long forgotten band tour, and a pair of easy off sandals. Some familiar brand that I couldn't quite place.

I decided that I wanted to drive, at least so I could have the illusion that I was in control of my own destiny. It turns out that control didn't matter, and for most of us that evening, control barely existed at all. 

We got to the restaurant and asked for a booth at the very back of the room. The booth has high walls and it faces into the room. It also has a very deep table cloth, so at some level, it was like the forts I used to build as a kid. We had lots of fun in those old forts. Especially with Penny Amos, but that's another story altogether.

Susie slithered sexily info the booth and Billy and I squirmed in after her. As expected, she was the center of attention. At first, she was the center of the Bob and Billy universe, but soon (and I eventually learned how she did this) people started to be drawn into her magnetic field. First it was our waitress who seemed to pay a bit more attention to Susan than to Billy or me. And soon, I couldn't get a word in edgewise. Susie and our waitress were off in some special universe that only they knew about. After a conversation that seemed to last an hour or so, but in reality only lasted 37 seconds, Susie turned her attention to us and pulled our inner legs toward her as she raised each leg to drape both legs over our own. Besides the affectionate connection, this also served to help her test drive her modified shirt. If she did it right, she told me, the top of the skirt would barely but fully cover her puss. Susan's invitation was as direct as Billy could handle it. She took his right hand and put it on the insides of her left leg and said to Billy, "Where's heaven, baby?" Billy caught on in a flash and soon bumped into my hand, gently stroking in and out of Susie's well prepared pussy. 

Even If our hands and Susie's pussy were not directly visible from the perspective of the serving staff, it was quite obvious that was going on. So everybody knew what was going on in Susie's pussy, but nobody was going to blow the whistle. So naturally, Susie had to amp the game. She pulled her blouse open so that one of her breasts was fully exposed and tried to milk it, with obviously little success. "Do you have a breast pump" she asked the first male waiter to walk by. She pointed to her naked breast as nonchalantly as if getting waiters to find breast pumps for gorgeous women was her day time job. 

The waiter was totally flummoxed by her question. I don't think he had any idea what a breast pump was, much less why some woman would be flashing her tits at him and asking for one. But his body certainly had a truth-response. He froze in his tracks, his eyes glued to Susan's boob as if it was a hypnotic disc and she was the hypnotist. And his pocket rocket readied itself for blast off.

"Oh my," Susan said as she covered her breast and looked straight at his groin. "I'm sorry. Did I do that to you? I just had a baby and my boobs are lactating," she told him, "and I need to get rid of some of the excess milk." 

Susan had him completely confused. He didn't know whether to believe her or not, and his cock had gotten so hard so quickly that it was caught at an awkward and probably painful position in his pants. His only possible response was a hasty retreat, which he pulled off rather well by saying, "I will check in the kitchen and get back to you." And with that, he turned quickly and hobbled away.

"That was downright nasty," Billy said with a chuckle. "What if he comes back with a breast pump?"

"I guess I will just have to put it to work. In the mean time, I need to go pee." And with that pronouncement, Susan pushed Billy out of the booth and shuffled herself out and was off to the bathroom. Billy gave me a sideways glance, shrugged his shoulders and took off after Susan. I decided to hold down the fort in case our waiter really did come up with a breast pump. 

I had to wait for a lot longer than it should have taken for Susan to take a pee, and I suspected that she and Billy were up to no good. My suspicions were confirmed when they both returned looking a bit disheveled. Billy's fly was at half mast, and Susan looked quite flushed. She also had a several glistening drops of semi-clear liquid on her neck. 

"How was the blow job?" I asked Billy as they seated themselves. 

"Damn, she's good," said Billy. "She took everything I had right down her throat."

"Not everything," I said, nodding towards the drops of cum on her neck.

Susan pulled out her compact mirror and checked herself out to see what I was talking about. "Oh, shit" she said and reached for her napkin.

"Leave it alone. It adds to your sexiness," I said. "I think that's called a pearl necklace."

Susan looked at me straight in the eye, then cocked her head for a moment and shrugged. "Sure, why not," she said as she reached beneath the table and squeezed my cock. 

Our waiter chose that moment to reappear and said rather nervously, "I'm sorry, but we don't have a breast pump. Will you be OK or is there anything else we can do to help you?"

Susan smiled at him and reached inside the loose fitting top to her Moroccan dress and squeezed her breast as if to test it and see if it was OK. Then she looked up at our waiter and said, "Well, maybe there is something you could do for me. Billy, let me out, please." Billy slid out of the booth and Susan slithered after him, making sure that our waiter got an eyeful of her boobs as she made her way out. 

"Could you please escort me to the ladies room," she asked him. 

He got a rather confused look on his face, but he wasn't about to say no, so Susan took his hand and led him towards the ladies room. Billy and I looked at each other and grinned. "Wow, she is wound up tonight," I said. How was it with you?"

"She pulled me into the women's room and into a stall, sat on the seat and unzipped me and we were off to the races. Two women came in while she was blowing me and they could hear us going at it. They giggled when they heard us and stayed for awhile. I heard them whispering to each other. They saw us when we left. That's them over there at that table," Billy said, pointing to two attractive middle aged women. One was blonde, in her late 30's with a rather well endowed chest, and the other was a thin brunette who looked to be a few years older than her friend. "Want to see if I can start something?"

Billy didn't give me a chance to answer as he got up and walked over to the two women. I couldn't hear what he said to them, but the impact on them was immediate. The blonde smiled and the brunette looked at me and blushed. Billy talked with them for a few minutes and then came back to the booth and said, "They're game. Let's go see how Susie is doing." 

Billy nodded his head toward the two women and pointed towards the rest rooms and then started toward them himself. He wasn't waiting for me to decide. The decision had already been made. As I got out of the booth, the brunette walked past me and smiled as she said, "He tells me you have an 8 inch cock and a tongue to match. Is that true?"

"Billy and his lies; But you will have to see for yourself, I guess," I said as I followed her. We got to the ladies room and the two women went in closely followed by Billy and me. Standing at the sink was our waiter, and kneeling in front of him was my wife, his cock down her throat. The waiter looked at Billy and me and immediately got nervous. "No worries, mate," I told him, "We just want to share the space with you," I said as I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. 

The brunette looked at my cock and said, "He did lie. That thing is at least 10 inches, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it kind of grows on you. Want a taste or you want a licking first?"

"Lick me, stud," she said as she sat on the sink next to Susan and pulled her dress up. She had a garter belt to hold up her stockings, and a tiny patch of thong that barely covered her pussy. She looked at Susan and said, "You're a busy lady. Are you a pro?"

Susan stopped sucking our waiter long enough to say, "No, just a cum-crazed slut who just discovered that her husband's deepest fantasy was to be married to a cum-crazed slut." And with that, she returned to sucking our waiter, who looked at me, then Susan and just shrugged as he decided that getting sucked off by a cum-crazed slut in front of an audience wasn't the worst thing in the world.

I buried my face in the brunette's pussy and so my vision was limited, but I could hear Billy nearby as he said to the blonde, "My but you have a beautiful set of hooters. May I give you a pearl necklace to decorate them with?"

"Just fuck me, stud, like you promised," she said as she pulled up her dress and turned her back to Billy so he could enter her from behind. She leaned on the sink to hold herself up, and I looked up from the brunette's pussy long enough to see three couples in the mirror. Susan was sucking the lining out of our waiter's cock, Billy was pumping away on the big-boobed blonde and I was slurping on the brunette's slit. Altogether, quite a site; but it didn't last for long.

The waiter groaned and Susan pulled her mouth off his dick and pumped him until he unloaded on her chest. I guess she wanted a double strand of pearls. Billy was still pumping on Blondie, and I could feel her girl friend starting to twitch and grind her hips. "Oh, baby, you are good," she said. "I'm gonna cum all over you." And with that, she started to squirt on my face. 

Susan stood up and gave our waiter a kiss on the cheek and said, "Now be a good boy and stand guard for a few minutes while we finish in here," she said to him as she tucked his cock into his pants and gently shoved him towards the door. "Who's your friend, honey," she asked me.

"I don't know, but she has a hell of an orgasm," I said. Want a taste?" 

"I'd love a taste," she said as she knelt in front of the slim brunette. 

I stood up and tapped the blonde on the shoulder. "Double or nothing?" I asked her. She put her arms around my waist and started sucking on my cock. It was about time somebody sucked me off. I was falling way behind in the orgasm count for the evening. But with Billy pounding her from behind, we soon got into a good rhythm and I could feel my balls tightening. I could also hear the brunette saying that she was going to cum again, and Billy grunting harder and harder as I shot my load down Blondie's throat. 

As Billy started his final approach, she let go of me and turned to him and said, "Go ahead and decorate these melons. I want to wear your cum." That was all it took and Billy drenched her tits with his cum.

Susan pulled herself off the brunette's pussy and looked at Billy and me and said, "Well boys, I hope you saved some for me. I'm not really hungry for dinner any more. I just want to go home and fuck you guys until you can't walk. Sorry ladies, but they're all mine now. It's been real nice, tough." And with that pronouncement, Susan took both of us by the hand and dragged us towards the door. We barely had time to get our cocks stuffed back into our pants before we were out the door where our intrepid waiter was standing guard like the Trojans at Thermopylae. Susan kissed him again and said, "Thanks for the fun, but we won't be staying." He grinned a sigh of relief as we left, but I am sure it was an evening he will never forget.

The three of us hurried through the restaurant and barely made it to our car before we burst out laughing at the totally outrageous evening we had just enjoyed. After we recovered from our laughing fit, we drove home where we made a bee line for the bedroom and spent the rest of the night exploring creative ways for three people to have sex.

To be continued... 



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 04



I smile as I recall December. I must have slept 2 hours the whole trip. Occasionally, I drift back and long to feel her skin against mine one more time. I allow myself to orgasm as I reflect back on all the times I watched her cum. Now that we've gone our seperate ways I can't help but imagine what would happen if our paths crossed again for one more night. There's always been so much more I've wanted to try with her but I admit it's a little intimidating to imagine I could ever please her like any of her lovers have. I feel my wetness start to build as I allow myself to fantasize about what I want from her so badly.

I smile as I arrive to see her at her hotel. I've travelled out of my way to visit her but I know it's always worth it. We're completely different people but something unexplainable connects me to her. She's dressed in her black button down shirt and black jeans. She's been on the road all day and must be exhausted yet she never ceases to amaze me with her stamina. I'm not one to be stylish, being comfortable is all that matters to me. Nothing special on the outside for me, just a baggy t-shirt and jeans, revealing a slight buldge underneath. She rubs her hand across the hardness of my strap-on.

"What's that," she said teasingly as she raised one eyebrow. She knew exactly what it is I wanted. I grinned and leaned in for a belated "Hello" kiss. I took her hand and led her over to the couch. I sat down in the middle with my legs spread open. She crouches onto her knees infront of me in between my legs, from here I can see her tits barely exposed through her shirt. Her breasts are perfect, far bigger than mine. I wanted to see all of her body exposed before me.

"Undress for me... Slowly," I wanted to savor each minute of this moment. She unbuttons her shirt slowly revealing her black bra underneath. I take in a deep breath, I can't help but admire her beauty every time I see her even though I still recall ever inch of her body in my mind like it was yesterday. I love how her black thong leaves very little to imagine. I watch as she drops her bra to the ground. Her hand returns between my legs rubbing me as if I could feel the sensations in my cock. The visual stimulation is enough to make me instantly aroused. She unzips my jeans and I scoot my ass in the air for her to remove them completely. I pull my shirt and bra over my head tossing them off to the side. I watch her eyes scan my body and I can't help but wonder what she thinks. She takes my exposed cock in her hand and touches the tip of her tongue to the head. I see her look up at me. My heart starts racing and I can feel my face become flushed. I can't help but feel a slight embarrassment at how silly it may seem to want something so bad that I can't even feel. She doesn't ever seem to acknowledge that it's nothing like the real blow jobs she's given and does it for my pleasure without question. She worked her tongue over my shaft and then the head of my cock disappear between her lips. My hand gripped her hair between my fingers as my hand was on the back of her head beckoning for her to take me deeper into her mouth. I could feel my leg muscles begin to tense as I watched it slide in and out between her lips. My orgasm was beginning to build.

"Suck it," I could barely get the words out as my head tilted back against the couch. She slipped two of her fingers with ease into my dripping wet pussy and I let out a loud moan. I fought to keep my head up to watch her. I didn't want to miss a moment of this but as I exploded in orgasm my whole body shuttered and spasmed. She smiled slightly as if pleased with the reaction she had just caused. As she rose from her knees, she sucked her finger, tasting the cum left behind. My legs felt like rubber as she pulled my hands to get me off of the couch and led me towards the bed. I laid in the middle of the bed on my back as she positioned her legs spread over mine. My cock stood hard with my hand at the base, I bucked my hips slightly towards her but she pushed my stomach back down," Uhn uh. Tell me." She wanted to hear the words come out of my mouth.

"I want to watch you ride my cock. I want to watch every inch slide into you," I didn't even finish my next sentence before she slid me inside of her. My cock slowly disappeared in and out of her. I reached my hand up to roll her nipple between my fingers. She let out a gasp as I squeezed and tugged. I squeezed her nipple hard between my fingertips. "

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," she shuttered in orgasm. I could watch her cum all night. I love fucking her. I love how adventurous she is. I love feeling like I have control over her. The power of fucking her hard or slow, denying or allowing her to cum... I know that's a power she enjoys as well. I'm used to being on the giving end more so than the receiving end of a cock but something about her makes me crave it.

"Fuck me," I said boldly. She looked at me almost surprised I had just uttered those words but without hesitation she was quick to fulfill my demand. I haven't been fucked in over a year and I'm not sure I'll be able to hold my orgasm long. She leans over top of me and kisses me as she enters my pussy. I can feel my pussy clench around the dick. "Mmmmm," I let out a little sigh as I had forgotten how it felt to be fucked. She slowly thrusted her hips being gentle, awaiting any sign she could have her way with me. I bit my lip slightly and looked up at her, "Fuck me." She had the green light to fuck me as hard as she wanted. Her strokes were long and fast. I wrapped my legs around her, "Oh my God, baby." I passionately kissed her. I knew she needed to cum. 

I wanted to fuck her again and give her the same pleasure she had given me. I entered her pussy from behind, leaving her sweet ass exposed. I smacked her bare ass as I fucked her. "Come for me," as I spanked her again. "Come for me." I could see her skin beginning to turn red with every stroke of my hand. I rubbed her ass gently with my hand taking note of her exposed asshole. I'd never touched her there before. I guess that was still one area I was considered a virgin. I had always been curious about fucking her but always hesitant. I tried to shake the impulse from my head as she was close to orgasm. You could hear the slap of my hand against her skin as she begged for more. I never stopped fucking her as I spanked her. She was about to come. I curiously rubbed the rim off her asshole with my fingertip. She didn't protest at my touch. I continued my curiousity, circling her, wondering what it felt like for her. As she came for me, I had just barely entered my fingertip inside her. I slide out of her and rolled her onto her back. 

I curled up against her chest. I had one last chance to experience everything I wanted to give her and once again I was backing down. I couldn't be timid now. I had neckties in my bag. I liked the idea of restraining her. I pulled her nipple to my mouth cupping my hand on her breast. I pulled back and glanced at her nude body. I got up and brought my tie to the bed. I could feel her eyes watching me curiously and biting her lip. I let the silky texture brush across her skin. I know she'll let me bound her wrists as long as she's loose enough to get free.

I placed her arms above her head and as I leaned across her to tie them she took my nipple into her mouth nibbling on me for a moment. I slide my body back down between her legs placing my thigh firmly against her pussy. I was covered in her wetness. I loved her skin brushing up against mine. I thrust my leg into her as I nibbled on her neck. I was careful to not let her come yet. I wanted to savor this moment a little longer.

"Please," she begged. I could feel my own wetness dripping on to her leg. I was torturing myself by delaying her pleasure. She bowed up off the bed as I squeezed her nipple fiercely in my hand still pushing my thigh up against her until she gave a lustful moan.

"That's my girl," I smiled. I wanted to taste her on my lips. I untied her and began working my kisses down her body. I spread her open with my fingers. I circled her clit with my tongue and I inserted my finger inside her. I slid my finger out of her and could feel her wetness remaining. I never stopped stroking her with my tongue. I brought my fingertip down toward her ass and pressed my tip against her. I could feel her pucker. I glanced up towards her and saw no hesitation. I entered her ass half way with my finger. I could feel her tighten around me. I was slow and gentle until she seemed to accept my presence. 

"Come for me."

"Yes, yes, mmmm... yessssss."

I was highly aroused. I drew myself up towards her and kissed her passionately for what seemed like forever. We had tried something I had never done before and I wanted more. I wanted to give her more. I reached for my strap-on and lubricant. I wanted my cock inside her. I wanted the pleasure of taking her from behind. I didn't want to hurt her. I didn't know her limits but I longed to have my way with her. 

She instinctively rolled onto to all fours and placed her sweet ass in the air. I spanked her sweet ass. I stimulated her hole with my finger and then I slipped my cock inside her. I wanted to go further but she needed to be ready. I was slow and gentle. I was sure she wanted more.

"Do you like my cock? Do you want more?"

"Yes." I thrusted a little deeper and she let out a moan. I smacked my hand against her ass in a few long strokes.

"Finger yourself," I commanded. She circled her clit with her fingertip and then rapidly started fucking her pussy. I was aroused at how she could take both at the same time. I spanked her until she came. I laid down with her, catching my breathe. She looked so sexy. I needed her. I needed to come. It was her turn to take control and turn the tables around.

"You won't be needing this," she said sliding my strap-on off of me. She disappeared into the bathroom briefly and returned revealing the dildo hanging between her legs. "What did she have in mind?" She reached for the tie; it was her turn to dominate me. 

She tied my wrists together. I placed them against the top of the headboard. She had her hands on either side of my hips and lowered me towards her mouth. I felt the warmth of her tongue press against me. She pulled me into her mouth, flicking her tongue back and forth. I could see her look up at me and watch for my reaction. Her hand squeezed my tight little ass check. It's driving me wild that I can't place my hand behind her head, that's always been my first instinct as I come but I never understood why until now. It's an act of control, a way to force her not to stop until I'm completely satisfied. Now she's in complete control of it all. I cum into her mouth and try to catch my breath. I'm so sensitive I start to move my hips away.

"No," she said firmly as she smacked my ass. My pussy throbbed as I felt her tongue against me again. She teased my clit some more before pushing my hips away.

"On your back," she demanded. She wanted to fuck me. I was not used to being bound when fucked. She placed one hand on top of my hands that were above my head as she used her over hand to guide the dildo inside of my usually tight pussy. I was so wet she slid in with ease. My abdomen muscles clenched nervously but I knew she wouldn't hurt me. She took her finger and brought it to my lips. I sucked it as if it were a cock. She pulled her finger out and tilted my head to kiss me. Her kisses always made my anxiety vanish.

She pulled me up so I was in her lap. Her arms held me close and my hands were behind her head, still bound together. I rode her cock. She was the only woman I ever let dominate me. The only woman I would ever submit to. She pleased me in ways no other woman ever had.

Before I knew it, we'd fallen asleep and the alarm clock was buzzing. I awake completely naked with my arm around her waist. I hated to let her go but the time had come to part ways. I kissed her cheek and rose to get dressed. We got ready in silence and walked to our cars. I kissed her one last time and we went our separate ways. I watched her drive away in my rearview mirror and whispered, "I love you."



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 04



The next few months were spent getting more and more involved in the lifestyle. True to Brett's prediction Cheryl had really began to enjoy the sex and freedom. She no longer had concerns about Scott enjoying other women and she had also begun to enjoy the bi side of the lifestyle. She found that she also enjoyed the attention of a strong dominant male and she and Maria often played with Scott and Greg at the monthly house parties. They also played with other couples and singles but they primarily spent time with Greg and Maria. Brian had joined them a time or two and Cheryl was surprised at how much she enjoyed being with him but he also spent time with others. The dynamic was slowly changing though. Scott had begun to play with other couples and ladies while Cheryl seemed to prefer to have Maria around. They had grown very close and often played with others together without Scott there as he enjoyed others who attended the parties.

"Are we going to the house party this week," Cheryl asked Scott? "Maria wanted to make sure we were going to be there."

"Sounds good," Scott replied. "Do you think Mike and Eve will be there? I would enjoy spending some more time with them."

"I think they are supposed to be."

"Go ahead and tell them we are coming," Scott said.

Cheryl picked up her cell phone and walked out on the deck. As she dialed the number she sat down where she could see the sliding glass doors. She was not sure why she sat facing the door but some of the things that she and Maria talked about might upset Scott. She had not done anything she should not have but Maria and Cheryl had talked about a lot of fantasies and she was not sure Scott would approve of some of them. "Hey Maria," she said when Maria picked up the phone.

"Hey sweetie. How are things up there in the big city."

"Good. I was just calling to confirm we will be there Saturday. Do you know if Mike and Eve will be there?"

"Yes. They called and confirmed last night. I hope you do not have plans to spend time with them. Brian and I have something special planned."

"Mmmm...that sounds interesting. I will try to work that out," she said with a little giggle. "You make me do some bad things."

"I think you will enjoy it," Maria replied as she smiled. She and Brian had been slowly becoming more and more dominant with Cheryl. Scott was an afterthought and although they both liked him he often got in the way of what they really wanted which was Cheryl alone to do with as they pleased. They had discovered that Cheryl would do anything they wanted and they were taking advantage of that.

"I am sure I will. Isn't Mike and Eve into MMF? I know that Scott really enjoys that."

"Yes. I think Mike is a bit of a voyeur. Sometimes he just enjoys watching her play. I was thinking...You know Brian is taking vacation in a couple of months. Maybe you could come down during the day and spend some time on the beach with us?"

"Sounds like fun but I don't know if Scott will be able to take off. I know he has some big projects going right now," replied Cheryl.

"Your point," said Maria.

"You are so bad. I am sure we can work something out. Will you have your normal party supplies? Scott is ok with me smoking some. I would enjoy trying something more but I know he would freak if I did."

"Well maybe when Brian is on vacation we can remedy that. What Scott does not know will not hurt him," Maria said smiling.

Cheryl felt a little guilty about keeping things from Scott but she was sure he did not share everything he did with her. Besides she was not doing anything that he had not gotten her into. Smoking a little and maybe getting a little kinky with Maria and her friends was not doing anything wrong she rationalized. 

Finishing her conversation she hung up and went back inside. Scott was cleaning his golf clubs as she came in and said, "Good news. Mike and Eve will be at the party. I think you fancy Eve. She is beautiful. Can't say as I blame you."

Looking up Scott was a little worried that Cheryl may be a little jealous. "She is pretty but I would take you any day of the week," he replied smiling. As he said it he realized that he and Cheryl really did not have sex that much anymore. It always seemed to include others. It was just a phase he decided. In two or three years they would be tired of this and could go back to a more normal lifestyle. 

*************

Saturday night they got to Brian and Maria's a little early so the ladies could get ready together. Scott sat with Brian on the deck looking at the waves as they had a cigar. This was a beautiful place and Scott envied Brian's good fortune. Not in a bad way. He was happy for his friend but this really was the life.

"Another drink," Brian asked?

"Sure," Scott replied.

"When are we going to hit the course? I hear you have a pretty good game and would enjoy you giving me some pointers."

"You don't want pointers from me. I have more good days than bad but I am certainly not the person you want giving you advice," Scott said. They talked about golf for a few minutes as Brian fixed them another drink.

"So how are you and Cheryl feeling about things? I know a year or so ago when we first met you were both a little concerned about how things would affect your marriage. Any issues now," Brian asked as he handed the fresh drink to Scott.

Not real sure where this was leading Scott replied, "No. I think things are going along pretty well. We still have our time with just us and pretty much the only playing we do is here. Once a month seems to about the right pace for us."

"Good. We have grown very fond of you two and Maria and Cheryl seem to be thick as thieves. I think both of them like to experiment which is cool. Maria would like to try some X. Are you ok with Cheryl doing some if she wants or would you rather her just stick with pot. I did not want to bring it out if you are opposed to it," Brian said. 

Scott appreciated Brian asking first and thought about it a few minutes before replying. He never really got in to drugs or even heavy drinking to be honest. He drank a little socially and may on occasion have a little more but that was it for him. He was not opposed to other things but personally just did not enjoy drugs that much. If Cheryl wanted to try something a little harder he thought that would be ok. She tended to drink a little too much and then feel bad the rest of the weekend. Maybe this would be a better option. "She has never expressed an interest about it to me but I guess it would be ok. It is up to her. I guess as long as you do not bring out any needles I would be ok with it."

"No needles here," Brian replied smiling. "Maria just wants to experiment a little and I know she would enjoy doing it with Cheryl."

Two hours later people began to arrive and Scott was the designated greeter. Brian kept busy getting everyone drinks and showing them around. The girls still had not come down when the special guests they had invited arrived. Brian went up to let Maria know their friends had come in and that they needed to start working on the plans for tonight. As he walked in the bedroom Maria was just pulling on her dress. 

"Sorry," she said. "We got to talking and forgot about the time. How are things downstairs?"

"Good. Our special guests just arrived. Everything good here," he asked as he looked at Cheryl?

"Things are perfect," Cheryl said as she walked over and kissed him. As her hand ran across his cock she continued. "I am really looking forward to tonight. I have never done anything like this before."

"You will enjoy it I think. If you enjoy tonight maybe next time it will be your turn," he said as he slid his hand up her dress and fingered her uncovered cunt. "By the way Scott said if you wanted to experiment with a little "X" or something else that was fine. He said as long as there were no needles he was ok with it."

Maria was smiling at him as she walked up behind Cheryl. Wrapping her arms around Cheryl she played with her breasts for a moment as she kissed her neck. After a moment she broke away and said, "I am anxious to get this party started. Let's go down and get Scott arranged and the first part of the night out of the way so we can get to some real fun."

***************

As they came down the stairs Cheryl spotted Scott and headed over to him as Brian and Maria began to mingle with the rest of the guests. "Hi handsome," Cheryl said as she slid up next to Scott. She had enjoyed several drinks but nothing harder so far but was feeling very good. 

"Hey baby. You were gone for a long time," he replied as he looked at her carefully trying to figure out if she had been taking anything. "Having a good time?"

"I sure am and looking forward to some more before the night is over."

Laughing he replied, "I think someone has either had a lot to drink or something harder. You are lovely. I am glad you are having a good time."

As they continued to talk Cheryl was looking for Mike and Eve. She did not see them and asked Scott if they had arrived. "I have not seen them. Didn't Maria say they were coming?"

"Yes. I hope nothing is preventing them from getting here. I know how hot you think she is."

Scott noted that this was the second time she had mentioned how much he liked Eve. Not understanding her intentions he leaned in and kissed her as he held her tightly. "With you here she will always be the second prettiest lady in the room," he said.

"Yea right," Cheryl said smiling. "Enjoy her. That is what this is about. You can have me anytime but you can only have her once every few weeks."

They continued to mingle and chat with various couples but Cheryl was able to catch Maria's eye. Maria knew exactly what was on her mind and she tapped her wrist letting Cheryl know that Mike and Eve were running late. With that off of her mind Cheryl was able to relax and enjoy mingling. After about an hour she finally spotted Mike across the room and walked over to him as Scott continued talking to a new couple.

"Hi Mike," she said. "How are you tonight? Where is that lovely bride of yours."

She liked Mike but he was a little quite at these things. He seemed like one of those guys who was not comfortable with a lot of people while Eve was very outgoing and everyone loved her. "She had to run to the ladies room. She has been drinking all the way from Daytona. You are looking beautiful tonight. Where is Scott?"

"He is wondering around here somewhere. I am sure as soon a he sees Eve he will be over here."

"Cool. She likes Scott's company so I am sure she will welcome his attention," Mike replied smiling.

"I know Scott really likes her also. You are welcome to borrow him. I would join you but I know you two like MFM and I can always hang out with Brian and Maria."

Having planted the seed she chatted for a moment more and then excused herself. An hour later she saw Scott headed upstairs with Eve as Mike trailed behind. A year ago she would have been bothered but now she welcomed him being entertained while she had some fun. She looked around for Maria but had not seen her in while. She was about to head upstairs to see if she had gone up already when Brian caught her by the elbow.

"Maria is already in the room. Ready to go up," he asked?

"Thought you would never ask. I am so excited."

"Well time to enjoy. Everyone is upstairs waiting on us to come up before starting," he said as he guided her to the stairs.

Cheryl glanced in the bedrooms as they made their way to the Master bedroom hoping to confirm Scott was already enjoying himself. She did not see him and stopped at the door to the Master bedroom and took a breath. She was excited but not really nervous. If she enjoyed tonight then next time would be her turn.

**************

Opening the door she walked in and saw Maria sitting on the bed. Three men were with her and they were all talking and passing a joint around. All three of the men were very well built. Brian held her hand as they walked across the room to the bed. Maria stood and gave her a hug and handed her a joint as Brian turned and went into the bathroom. Maria introduced her around to the guys, Cheryl caught the names but a moment after the introductions she could not remember who was who.

Kirk, at least that is who she thought he was leaned into Maria and kissed her as his hands began to roam over her breasts. It did not take long before he had her dress down and her tits fully exposed. Maria sank back down on the bed and reached for Mark's cock as Kirk continued to play with her. Brian returned from the bathroom nude and walked over to Maria.

"Here you go babe," he said as he handed her a pill and her drink. Maria broke for a moment and took the offered pill washing it down with the drink before handing it back to Brian. Brian then turned to Cheryl and handed her a pill along with a drink he had made for her. Cheryl did not hesitate and took a long drink after placing the pill in her mouth. Once that was done Brian took her hand and led her over to the love seat and pulled her down on his lap. They kissed and Brian began to pull her dress off as they watched the action on the bed.

The guys were anxious to have some fun with Maria and before Brian had even sat down they were already standing and taking their clothes off. Maria slid across the bed as Steve finished removing his clothes and grabbed his cock immediately taking it in her mouth. As Maria sucked the cock in front of her Mark positioned himself between her legs and began licking her pussy. It was not long before Mark stood and positioned himself between Maria spread legs. Sliding his cock up and down her wet slit he soon had Maria begging him to fuck her.

"Does that look fun," Brian whispered in Cheryl's ear. "How would you like to be in that position?"

Cheryl groaned as Brian played with her clit. It had been about twenty minutes since they had taken the "X" and both Maria and Cheryl were beginning to feel the effects. By this time Kirk was also feeding his cock into Maria's mouth and things were getting very intense on the bed. Every touch the women received was electric and they were on the edge of cumming at the slightest movement.

"Let's get her ass ready," Kirk said. Looking over at Brian he smirked as he leaned down and stretched Maria's ass open and slid a finger in. "Ready to see your little bitch air tight."

"Absolutely," Brian replied. "What do you think Cheryl? Ready to see them take her up the ass and make her beg." As he said it he ran his thumb across her clit and Cheryl had the strongest orgasm she had ever had. Repositioning her Brian sat her down on his cock and Cheryl began to buck as he began to fuck her.

"You know what they call that right baby," he said as he kept up the constant whispering in her ear? "It is air tight. One in the ass, one in the cunt and one in the mouth. Would you like that baby? You want to be the whore next time."

Cheryl could only moan as her eyes rolled back in her head. The combination of drugs and sex were overwhelming and she had never been in such a constant state of euphoria. Opening her eyes she looked at Maria who seemed to be totally out her head. She was now sitting on Marks cock as Kirk was positioning herself at her ass. Steve still had his cock buried in Maria's mouth who was gladly trying to take the entire nine inches down her throat. Mark and Kirk were soon fucking each of Maria's holes roughly and she was begging them to fuck her harder. After ten minutes of hard fucking Maria was exhausted and they guys were doing whatever they wanted to her. 

As they were approaching their climax they rolled Maria onto her back on the bed. Positioning themselves at her head they jerked their cocks until they began cumming. By the time they finished Maria's face and tits were covered with thick strands of their cum. Brian pulled Cheryl off of his cock and guided her over to the bed. Cheryl knew what he wanted and she gladly began to kiss Maria and clean the cum up. As she did Brian began to cum also and added a huge load to the mix for Cheryl to clean up.

Everyone was quite in the immediate aftermath. Cheryl had cleaned up much of the cum but Maria was still a mess. Brian finally suggested the ladies, who were know catching their second wind go take a shower and refresh themselves before round two.

*****************

Scott had been downstairs for an hour visiting with the few folks who had not left yet and waiting on Cheryl. It was almost three am and he was tired and ready to go home but hesitated to interrupt her in the middle of something. After another ten minutes he decided to hell with it and headed up stairs. 

He knocked on the door of the master bedroom and heard shuffling on the other side and Brian opened the door after just a moment. Seeing it was Scott he glanced over his shoulder briefly giving Scott the distinct impression that he was a little uncomfortable about something.

"The ladies are in the shower," Brian said as he looked at his watch. He could not believe the time. They had not even started round two yet and it was already three. He made no move to let Scott into the room until he stepped into the doorway forcing Brian to step back. Scott had expected to see another couple and was a little startled to see three men lounging on the bed.

"Reinforcements," one said. "We will need it. Those two sluts can go all night."

Scott was confused. He thought Cheryl was up here and he was not sure who the "ladies" were who Brian said was in the shower. He turned to apologize to Scott for interrupting but before he did he heard giggling and the bathroom door opened. "Great news guys," Maria said coming out of the bathroom. "Cheryl has decided she wants to be next. She said she cannot wait until next month."

Cheryl came out of the bathroom behind her naked and smiling at the guys on the bed. Both were focused on the men and neither noticed Scott and Brian standing at the door. Scott stood staring. 

Maria turned to find Brian and for the first time noticed him standing at the door with Scott. Cheryl was already on the bed and the men were reaching for her. "I believe we can put on a better show than Maria did," she said seductively.

"Scott," Maria said thinking quickly and trying to make the best of things. "Cheryl was hoping you would finish up with Mike and Eve and come join us."

Hearing Scott's name Cheryl turned unsure of how he would be reacting to the scene in front of him. They looked at each other both trying to gauge the others feelings as the men on the bed began playing with her tits and pulling her down on the bed.

Scott looked at Brian and Maria and then back at Cheryl who was resisting until she could figure out what to do. Finally Scott spoke, "Get your things Cheryl. It is late and we need to leave." One of the men answered, "The night is young. If you are tired have a seat and watch the show. We will be finished with her in about an hour."

"You are finished now," Scott said barely containing his fury.

Cheryl began to get up and one of the men grabbed her hand and pulled her back. "Who the fuck are you," he said to Scott? Turning to Cheryl he said, "No reason to wait until next month baby. We can do you now and again next month."

Scott started towards the man and Brian stepped in. "Maria I think you had better help Cheryl get her things. We can all talk about this after we calm down."

"I will be down stairs Cheryl. You have five minutes and then I am leaving," He turned and walked out of the door as Maria grabbed Cheryl's dress and helped here slip into it.

Cheryl was down in less than a minute straightening her dress as she walked over to the front door where Scott stood. Neither spoke as they walked to the car and Scott did not open her door for her as he normally did. Getting in he started the car and jerked it into drive almost before Cheryl could get her door closed. They drove home both silent for the 45 minutes it took to make it. 




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 04



Scott got out of the car and went in ignoring Cheryl. When she finally made it to the bedroom he was already in the shower and she took her dress off hoping to join him and calm him down. She had never seen him this way and it scared her. As she stepped into the shower he rinsed off and stepped out ignoring her as she tried to talk to him. When she got out he was downstairs with a pillow and blanket staring at the TV but obviously not really watching it.

"Scott it was not what it looked like. I only watched Maria. I did not play with anyone but Brian and Maria."

"Go to bed," Scott replied. She could tell he was too upset to talk so she turned and went back upstairs to their bed. Fuck him she thought. She had not done anything more than they had done together many times before. She conveniently ignored the fact that she was about to let the three men do whatever they wanted with her and that was far outside of anything they had done or even discussed before. It took a while for her to drift off to sleep. Scott never did.

**************

Scott was in the kitchen the next morning getting his third cup of coffee when he got a call from Brian. It was barely nine and Scott toyed with the idea of ignoring the call. His curiosity got the better of him as he wondered what the hell Brian could possibly say to explain away last night and he picked up the phone.

"Hello," he said trying to convey the irritation he felt.

"Good morning," Brian said on the other end. "I thought maybe you and I could go play a round of golf and talk about things. I know you are upset but things really were not planned to happen that way and I wanted to explain and apologize."

"Explain what Brian," he asked? "How you were making my wife a fucktoy for your friends."

"Come on Scott. That is a little over the top. Sure things got a little out of hand but it was not like that. Let's go play a round, grab some lunch and talk this thing out. Isn't that what guys do? We are not like the ladies who hold a grudge and let it fester. Let's at least get together even if we do not play golf and have brunch. I will come up there."

When Cheryl finally got up around eleven she was surprised that Scott was not downstairs. No note or anything he was just not around. She felt the coffee pot and it was still hot so she poured a cup and checked the garage to see if his car was there. Confirming he was not in the house she picked up the phone and tried to call him. After several rings it went to voice mail and she left a message before calling Maria and getting no answer there either. 

Maria was still in bed and would not be up for a couple of more hours. After Cheryl left she and Brian had settled the guys down who were pretty pissed off. They knew going in that Cheryl was not going to join in but after she decided to play they were disappointed it did not happen. She had entertained the four men until around five am. She was not complaining. She had the time of her life but she was sore and exhausted and the only thing she was doing today when she finally got up was laying by the pool She did not want to deal with what happened last night. Brian could take care of that.

Brian and Scott sat outside the Starbuck's at exit 327 just off of interstate 95. Brian had gotten their first and was sitting outside with coffee and pastries when Scott arrived. Both were quite as they thought about how to the open the conversation. Finally Brian decided on a course and broke the silence.

"Cheryl was not at fault Scott. This was something I set up for Maria. She has always wanted to have a small gangbang and with Cheryl there she was confident enough to do it. You can blame me. I thought last night was a good time to do it and we had planned on you being there but when we went upstairs you were already with Eve. Since Cheryl was not participating none of us thought you would be upset. Cheryl only played with me."

"Let me see," Scott said sarcastically. "Last I remember Cheryl was on the bed with three guys about to get fucked senseless. If I had not walked in when I did she would have been the center of attention. Are you going to sit there and deny it?"

"Scott I assure you that would have never happened. I had no idea that Cheryl was even thinking about participating and if you had not walked in I would have stopped it and went and found you before it went any further. I admit I was worried about how things looked when you came in and when Cheryl jumped on the bed I was not sure what to do but it was only because I did not expect it and you were there. If you had not been there I would have stopped it."

"So now it was all Cheryl's fault," Scott asked heatedly.

"No. I take some of the responsibility and so does Maria. We both were up the rest of the night worried about what happened and how it looked. But Cheryl is a grown woman and she jumped on the bed with the guys. I know we all had been drinking and taking "X" but all three of us share in the responsibility." He did not mention that Maria had gotten her brains fucked out for two hours after they left and that they were not up worrying. Only after the guys left had they briefly talked about it.

Scott was still mad but feeling a little better about things. He did trust Brian to some degree and what he was saying made sense. He did not think he would risk their relationship without asking Scott before he did something so drastic. He had asked Scott about the "X" before he offered it to Cheryl. "Well I will make sure I am always there in the future," he said without a lot of conviction. "I don't think Cheryl would do that under normal circumstances."

"I cannot say. Between the alcohol, drugs and what was a pretty good show with Maria and the guys I have to admit it was pretty hot. Maria loved it except for the drama when you came in. I really wish you had stayed and you and Cheryl could have watched Maria play again. She was upset about things so we kicked the guys out and discussed you two. We value your friendship. Do not let this come between the four of us."

They left on good terms and Scott was glad he had met with Brian. Scott did not make any commitments to come to any future parties and Brian did not press him on the matter. He knew Scott enjoyed it enough that given a little time he would come back. 

Scott checked his messages when he got back in the car and listened to Cheryl asking where he was. The phone had rang when he and Brian were talking but he wanted Cheryl to worry about what she had, or at least was about to do. He did not return the call deciding to just wait until he got home to talk to her.

*************

Pulling into the driveway he expected Cheryl to come running out to greet him all worried. He did not get what he expected. He walked into a quite house and went into the kitchen. No Cheryl. Calling her name she finally responded from the upstairs bathroom. Scott grabbed a coke and headed up the stairs ready to discuss Cheryl's misdeeds from the night before. 

Poking his head into the master bath he saw Cheryl relaxing in a bubble bath. "Hey babe," she said as if all were right with the world. Scott was not quite sure how to react.

"Hey," he replied. "You seem awful chipper. No concerns about what happened last night?"

"Of course I am concerned and we need to talk about it. Isn't that what we agreed to over a year ago when you got me into this? If I recall we both said that we did not have to stop in the middle of things to get permission but if something happened either of us was uncomfortable with we would discuss it calmly afterwards. I understand you were to upset last night so now that we are all rational let's talk about it."

This was not going how Scott envisioned. He had walked upstairs full of righteous indignation ready to see Cheryl grovel and apologize but that was not happening. He also noticed she reminded him that he had started this. What he did not know was the Cheryl and Brian had talked on the phone after Scott left the Starbucks. She knew exactly what was said and was prepared.

"Well...yea. That is what we agreed to. So how far were you willing to go last night?"

"Honestly I would have probably done the same thing Maria did. I was caught up in the moment. That is no excuse and I realize that. I can tell you that I was not supposed to participate with the other men. Just Brian. It was my idea when Maria and I were in the shower and I take full responsibility. She asked me if I was sure and I convinced her I was and that you would be ok with it." 

Both were silent for a few minutes. "I am not ok with it. I am ok with a threesomes and playing with couples but I am not ready to see you used like a whore. There is a big difference between a little harmless sex between consenting adults but I am not open to providing the party favor for anyone who wants some. There will be no next month. I think we should take a break."

Cheryl bit her words back. She wanted to tell him to fuck off but she decided to follow Brian's advice and let it die. "Ok babe. I would never do anything you have asked me not to do. Before last night I was not aware that you would have such a problem with it but now I do. If you want to take a break that is fine. All forgiven?"

Scott did not like it. She had given in to easily. He could not really argue with her though so he turned and walked out of the bathroom. Cheryl smiled and slid under the bubbles.



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 05



Chapter 5 -- Susan Goes Drinking with Her Friends

I never thought I would hear myself say that I needed a break from sex, but after our dinner and ménage a trios with Billy, Susan and I were both on sexual overload and need some time to sort things out and integrate this rapid and amazing change in our relationship. The most important thing to both of us was that our sexual experimentation not impact our marriage, and after a few weeks of sexual down time, we were both pretty sure of two things. First, our marriage was stronger and deeper and not at all at risk, and second: we were both getting pretty horny. It wasn't as if we weren't having any sex. It was that we weren't having any kinky sex. 

On a Thursday night three weeks after our dinner party, Susan called me to say that she wanted to go out for the evening with some friends from work and "see what develops." I asked her to promise me that she would tell all when she got home, and here is her tale of that evening.

[Susan's Tale]

When Bob came back from Judi's gangbang and we opened my "Pandora's Box" of sexual appetites, something in me caught fire. I was able to open a part of me that had been buried in my unconscious. I always had fantasies about behaving like a slut, but I always pushed them out of my mind as totally unacceptable for a married woman like me. When I smelled Judi's pussy juices on Bob's shirt that night, I could almost feel what she must have felt like as she drained one cock after another and covered herself with cum. I shuddered as I visualized Bob's evening and my pussy got completely drenched just thinking about her. Over the next few days, Bob and I let my dragon out of her cage and I "embraced my inner slut." But after fucking and sucking and even getting drenched as I licked that brunette without a name's pussy, I could feel the sexual pressure fade, and all I wanted was to cuddle with Bob and fuck and suck him and nobody else... at least for awhile.

Earlier this week, one of the guys I work with, Eddie Williams, asked me if I wanted to go out with a bunch of the team for drinks after work on Thursday. There was something about the way that Eddie asked me that lit a small fire in my pussy. Eddie can have that effect on women. He is 32, 6' 3" tall with broad shoulders, narrow hips, flat abs and a cute little tush that did not go unnoticed by the other women in the office. Rumor was that several of them had sampled his wares as well and were well satisfied with the results. So as Eddie asked me, I could feel his bright blue eyes taking inventory of my body and I had this momentary urge to go down on him right then and there. But I restrained myself and asked him what he had in mind besides drinks. 

Eddie cocked his head and asked me, "Well, what would you like besides drinks?"

"I could do with some something to eat and maybe some dancing, if we can find the right place," I replied as I let my eyes wander over his body. "He sure is built," I thought to myself. "I wonder if the stories I have heard about his cocksmanship are true." I felt my stare stop right in his groin and could swear I saw his cock twitch as I watched. I could also feel him staring at my boobs. As I watched his pants, I could feel my nipples getting hard. I was wearing a very sheer bra and a rather thin blouse, so Eddie had to notice the poking out of my chest. And now I was sure I could see his cock twitch.

With his eyes still locked on my titties, Eddie said, "I think I know just the place." 

I don't know what would have happened if Eddie's cell phone hadn't chosen just that moment to start its obnoxious ring, but the spell was broken as Eddie snapped it open and answered it. He winked at me as he walked away and said, "See you on Thursday."

On Thursday, I decided to dress business-sexy. A top with lots of cleavage, a totally sheer bra, a miniskirt and stockings. No panties. I wanted to be ready for action if it developed. Just after 6:00, Eddie called me and said, "We're meeting in the lobby. Are you still in?"

"Be there with a flash," I said and hung up. And my Freudian slip hit me. Should I really take the risk and flash them? My cunt said "Yeah, baby" but my head was saying, "Are you out of your mind?"

I logged off my computer, shut off the lights and headed for the elevator and decided that I would lose my bra, but that was all. A quick side trip to the ladies room and my bra was buried in the bottom of my purse. I made sure that there was plenty of cleavage showing, but I stopped short of showing anything R-Rated. When I got off the elevator, Eddie was waiting, and so were George Harris and Andy Jones. 

"Looking good in the neighborhood," George said as I strolled up.

"Am I the only woman in this party?" I asked.

"Emily and Cyndi said they would meet us at the bar," Eddie said. "Let's get going. I have a Margarita Jones going."

"Careful about how you use that 'Jones' word," said Andy Jones with a laugh as we pushed our way into the evening air. The sun was close to the horizon and the temperature was starting to drop as we walked to the parking lot and piled into Eddie's car. I got into the back with George and felt him staring at my rapidly swelling nipples. In that moment I remembered that George had been at Judi's gangbang. Bob had given me the complete rundown, or at least as much as he could remember, and one of his memories was of George stuffing his nine inch nail down Judi's throat. As Bob remembered it, she took all nine inches and kept it down her for at least 30 seconds before she started pumping him. When he came, he pulled out and shot all over her face. What struck Bob most was that Judi wiped the cum into her mouth and licked it off her fingers and then made sure there was nothing left in George's cock.

I decided to be a bit daring and asked George, "Weren't you at Judi's gangbang?"

George's head snapped away from my tits and he looked at me with a startled expression. "Where did you hear that?" he asked.

"Bob gave me a blow-by-blow accounting when he came home," I said with a grin at my rather obvious pun. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

George paused for a moment and I could hear the cogs in his brain searching for the right reply. He looked at me, then looked at my nipples and then sighed and looked me in the eye as he said, "It was a rather amazing evening, but frankly it stuns me that Bob and you talked openly about it. Were you angry with him? Most wives would be furious and you don't look or sound like that was the case with you two."

"No, I wasn't furious. It was more like curious. I wandered what it was like for Judi. I was curious about what it felt like to be gangbanged by 30 men."

"Is that something you are interested in?" George asked with a rather incredulous look on his face. He reached down to his lap and squirmed a bit as he rearranged the angle of his dangle so his swelling cock wouldn't shut off the blood supply to his brain.

"Lots of women have fantasies about being gangbanged. That doesn't mean they want to actually do it," I said to him rather defensively. I could feel my pussy getting damp as I said it to him and I knew it was a lie. I do actually want to be gangbanged, but I need to work up to that, and this evening might be a good opportunity to do a little experimentation. "Don't worry, George. I won't tell anybody about your little secret," I said disarmingly. But I could feel myself flush and my nipples were hard as diamonds. I was beginning to wish I had worn panties and hoping that I wasn't going to leave a wet spot on the back of my skirt.

"And I won't tell anybody about your secret fantasies, at least until we get out of the car," George said with a wink. "Hey guys. Did you know Susan has a fantasy about being gangbanged?" George asked Eddie and Andy with a big laugh.

I could feel myself turn scarlet and I punched George playfully in the arm. He responded by taking a quick feel of my nearest nipple. "Stop that, George," I said with a laugh. But George was on a roll. 

"So, Susie pie. No bra, hard nipples. I wonder if you have some extracurricular activities in mind tonight. 

"No, George, all I want is a couple of drinks," I lied. I couldn't resist the temptation to take quick peeks at his lap. The bulge of his cock was clearly visible, and it was quite a bulge.

I turned my head away from George so that I wouldn't give in to the growing urge I had to reach out and unzip and inhale him. I managed to resist as we pulled into the parking lot of the bar Eddie had picked out as "Just the place." It was a strip club. A rather upscale club judging from the expensive cars in the parking lot, but a strip joint none-the-less. 

"So what exactly did you have in mind tonight and are Emily and Cyndi really joining us here?" I asked Eddie. 

"They said they would," said Eddie as we got out of the car, "and something tells me that you will really enjoy the show here."

I was torn. I knew that somehow Eddie had read my real desires and was setting me up to let my slut loose, but these were guys I work with every day. What would tomorrow be like if I cut loose tonight? The moment of truth was upon me. If I went into the club with these guys, there would probably be no turning back. If I didn't say now, it would be too late in ten minutes. Eddie and Andy started toward the front door. George looked at me and said, "Are you coming?"

Somehow I misinterpreted his question. I could feel my inner Pandora pushing on the lid of the box I had stuffed her in, and I knew that I would be cumming soon. "Soon," I mumbled, almost unconscious of what I was saying. 

George looked at me quizzically and said, "Huh?" 

"Sorry," I said, snapping back to the present moment. "Yeah, I guess so," I said. "But don't get any ideas about getting fresh."

"Never entered my mind," George said with a wink and a laugh.

"Yeah, right!" I snapped back with a grin. "The day you stop thinking about sex is the day that the pigs will start flying."

"Look, up in the sky. It's a bird. No, it's a plane. No, It's a pig!" said George mockingly.

"All right, ass hole, let's go stare at somebody else's titties besides mine," I said as I started toward the door.

"What's the matter with staring at your titties?" asked George. "They look quite mouthwatering to me."

"As long as it isn't your mouth that is watering them," I quipped back as we reached the front door. George pulled out his wallet and handed the doorman a twenty. Ladies were free, so in we went. 

It took my eyes a few moments to adjust from the glare of the setting sun to the subdued lighting inside the club. There was a large center stage surrounded by circular tables. The whole room was ringed with booths, and two opposite corners had smaller stages that curved out into the room. All three stages had at least one well endowed woman wearing little or no clothing, dancing to the beat of some thumping rock and roll. Eddie picked a table near to one of the corner stages and signaled to a waitress who wore only a thong and high heels. 

"How about a picture of margarita's?" Eddie asked our waitress. She looked at me and smiled and then headed back to the bar to fill our order. 

"Nice tit's on that one," said Andy, pointing his head toward a raven haired bombshell on the nearby stage. Her tits were large C-cups but very well formed. They bounced as she danced, but didn't flop around. They were soft enough to be real, and large enough to be really attractive. 

I agreed with Andy and said, "Nice ass, too."

"You have a great ass, yourself," said Andy. "And from what I can see of your tit's, they are just as good as hers. Care to loosen up and unbutton a few buttons?"

"Slow down, buster," I said with a laugh. "Let's have a few drinks first." Well, the cat slipped out of the bag as I said that. I had as much as promised to show them my tits in exchange for a couple of drinks. 

"Waitress, hurry up with those drinks!" George said in a voice she was sure to hear. "As soon as we get her loosened up, she's going to show us her tits!"

"George! You can be quite an ass hole sometimes," I said, more than a little embarrassed. 

Eddie looked at me and smiled with those sexy baby blues and said, "No worries, darling. Take your time. We all know what you want, and so do you."

"And what's that?" I stammered, my embarrassment growing.

"You want to get up on stage like her and strut your stuff," he said with unnerving confidence. 

Our waitress returned with our drinks just in time, but Eddie wasn't about to let me off the hook. "Our lovely friend here would like to know if you have an amateur hour this evening?" he asked her. 

She looked at me and asked, "Is that right, honey? Do you want to take your clothes off and flash your gash to this whole roomful of men?"

I froze on the spot. The thought of getting naked in front of all these men was a total turn-on, but I was too scared to answer her. But the answer was written all over my face.

"Have a couple of drinks and I will check in with you in a half hour. If you want to do it, we can provide you with all the costumes and props you could want, and our amateur hour starts in about an hour.

"Just pour me a drink and let me think about it," I said, but I knew that when she came back, I was going to do it. 

"OK, honey. Enjoy," she said with a smile. She filled everybody's glasses and patted me on the back for encouragement and leaned down and whispered in my ear, "You can even do a few lap dances if you really want to let yourself loose." 

I took a large sip of my drink as the three guys at my table toasted me. "Right on, Susie!" said George with a big grin. I took another large gulp as George asked, "So how about a button or two?"

I looked at him, took another big gulp and felt the booze rushing through my body. I turned to face George and said, "Just one... for now." I stared him straight in the eyes and unbuttoned the topmost button on my blouse. I was unbuttoned to the bottom of my boobs now, but unless I leaned over, I still wasn't showing any nipple. 

"Bravo!" said Andy as he refilled my glass. "Good show!"

"Encore!" said Eddie with a grin. "Encore!"

I felt my hand moving to my blouse all by itself. I wasn't choosing to unbutton myself. My hand was doing it for me. As my button came undone, my blouse fell open wider and all I had to do was make even the slightest movement and I would be flashing a nipple or two. I took another swig from my class and some of the condensation fell right on my open chest. It startled me so much that I lurched forward, spilling most of my drink on my lap and exposing both boobs (complete with ½ inch nipples) to everyone nearby. 

"Good move," said George. "But your dress is soaked." 

"Shit," I said with some real embarrassment. "You guys couldn't have planned this better. My dress is soaked. Now I am going to have to change into something dry."

"Or you could just take it off," offered George. That guy is a fountain of wonderful advice.

Eddie, ever the gentleman, caught our waitress's eye and she weaved her way through the tables to us. "Our friend here has decided to change outfits into something more comfortable. Can you help her out? Oh, and by the way, what's your name, darling?"

"Janie," she said and smiled at Eddie. She looked at me and asked, "Are you ready for this? From the state of your blouse, it looks like you have already started."

"In for a penny, in for a pound," I sighed. "OK, boys, you get your fantasy. I'm going to dance for you. Let's do this, Janie."

"OK, just follow me." Janie led me through the bar and to the back stage dressing rooms. There were half a dozen women there in various stages of undress. Some were obviously regular dancers, but two were clearly amateurs like me. Janie turned me over to an attractive woman in her late forties and said, "This is Amanda. She will help you get ready. She's been coaching women like you for a long time now, so feel free to ask her anything you want." 

Janie left the room and Amanda looked us three amateurs and said, "OK, ladies. Any of you ever stripped before an audience before?" We all looked at her like deer in the headlights. "All right then, here's how it's going to work. I will help each of you pick a costume from our extensive collection. Feel free to get wild. If you don't, you will wish later that you had. Each of you will get five minutes on stage to dance and strip. I encourage you not to think about stripping. Just let it happen. Look at all the men in the audience and give yourself permission to let your inner slut out of the box you have her caged in. Take off as much clothing as you want. You don't have to strip fully or even at all. It's entirely up to you, but I can tell you that the audience will want you to go all the way. When your time is up, make your way off stage and back to this room. When all three of you have danced, I will ask our audience to pick the winner. I will bring all of you out on stage and they vote with their applause. The winner gets $100. Any questions?"

"What do we do afterwards?" asked one of the amateurs?

"Well, you can get dressed and return to your table, or you can see if any wants you to put on a lap dance. Have you ever done a lap dance before?"

"No, she replied. "But I get the picture." 

"The only rules are that they can't touch you. You can do anything you want short of fucking them on the spot, but they are not allowed to touch you. If you decide you do want to get touched, or anything else, we have a couple of private rooms available. What you do in those rooms is entirely up to you. And remember. Some girls make over $1,000 a night from their lap dances."

I could see the other two women thinking about this, but I had already decided on my plan. Amanda showed us the rack of costumes and I picked a thong, a tiny bikini top and bottom and a nurses dress, complete with nursing cap. I added some white stockings and white 4" stiletto heels. 

The other two ladies went first. The short red-head danced her number and returned still wearing her panties. She looked at me as she sat down and said, "I really wimped out. I just couldn't bring myself to get naked. And now I wish I hadn't even tried this. She was almost in tears. I wanted to comfort her, but I was too nervous, and I knew that I would not wimp out. In no time, the second lady rushed back into the dressing room stark naked and totally buzzed. "Wow, that was so cool. I never knew how much I wanted to just flaunt my body until just now."

"You're up," Amanda said to me. I had asked for Satisfaction by the Stones for my music, and I felt myself float onto the stage. The next few minutes were a blur to me, but I could feel an organic connection with almost every cock in the room. I wasn't connecting with the men, but with their sexuality. My nurse's outfit wound up in piles on the stage floor and I almost tore each remaining piece of clothing from body in my rush to get naked for these men. I played with my titties and felt my fingers rubbing my clit. I got up close to the edge of the stage and knelt in front of one table of men, leaned back and started masturbating for them. As the song ended, I jammed four fingers deep in my cunt, pulled them out and offered my hand to the closest man. He leaned forward and I stuck my fingers in his mouth while I stuck my other hand back in my cunt. I pulled my hand out and stuck my fingers in my mouth to suck my own juices off as the room erupted in applause. I slithered my way off stage, sucking my fingers like a lollypop, and I knew I had won the $100.

Amanda ushered the second woman and me back on stage. The short red-head had apparently taken off, so it was down to the two of us. Amanda held up the other ladies and the room responded with a nice round of applause. Then she held up my hand and the room exploded. "And our winner is Susie and her lollypop," said Amanda, as she held up my hands. She handed me the hundred dollar bill I had just won and said, "Congratulations, sweetie. You earned it fair and square. Now if you want to sell any lap dances, go ahead and strike while your iron is hot." 




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 05



Scott and Cheryl ended up skipping the next two monthly parties. Both were being stubborn and did not want to admit they missed their monthly escape into sexual fantasy land. Cheryl had initiated sex several times with Scott and to some degree it allowed Scott to remain resolute concerning taking a break. As a matter of fact he was beginning to think maybe the break should be permanent. Cheryl on the other hand was anxious to begin playing again. After getting a taste of the new lifestyle she found herself craving the excitement of being dominated and made to do things she normally would not do. 

She had missed getting to see Maria and Brian during his vacation because she did not want to bring it up to Scott. She still spoke to Maria a couple of times a week and knew she and Brian were anxious to see her again. Little was said about the night of the gangbang although Maria made it clear the guys were ready when she was. It was something that Cheryl thought about often. During one of their conversations they had come up with an idea of how to jump start Scott's desire to get back into the lifestyle.

When Scott came in from work on Wednesday Cheryl had just finished setting the table. The smell of Lasagna was heavenly and she had beer in a cold mug waiting for him.

"To what do I owe all of this," he asked as he gave her a hug and kiss?

"It has been a while since I spoiled you. I thought you deserved it a little," she said smiling. "Complaining?"

"Of course not. I could handle being spoiled like this say....two or three times a week," he replied as he let her go and took the beer.

"Don't get greedy. Dinner will be about another 15 minutes. Go wash up."

After dinner they were sitting by the pool when Scott's cell phone rang. He did not recognize the number and was tempted to let it go to VM but picked it up instead.

"Hello."

"Hi. This is Mike. Is this Scott," the person asked?

"Yes this is Scott. I am not sure I know who this is?"

The person laughed on the other end, "I bet if it was Eve you would know."

Scott immediately remembered. "Of course Mike. Sorry about that. It has been a while since we spoke. How are you?"

"Doing great. Listen. Eve and I are going to be in Jacksonville this weekend and thought if you guys were interested we could grab dinner and drinks. No pressure if you can't. I realize it is late notice."

Scott was not quite sure what to do. He had pretty much decided they were going to take an extended break but he would really enjoy spending some time with Eve again. Looking at Cheryl he spoke into the phone, "Let me check with the social director. I am not allowed to make plans without her prior approval. Hold on."

Covering the phone he spoke to Cheryl, "This is Mike and Eve from Daytona. They are going to be in Jacksonville this weekend and want to know if we would like to get together for a drink."

"I kind of thought we had decided to let that type of stuff go?"

"Yea. You are right. I guess occasionally it would be ok. What do you think?"

"Scott you are being unfair. You talk me into it, then get upset when I do something without asking first and say we are out of it and now because you want some fun with Eve you want to play again. I think we should just drop it."

Speaking in the phone again Scott said, "Mike I will have to get back to you on it. Cheryl says she had some tentative plans but might be able to break them. Can I let you know tomorrow?"

"Sure that is fine. We are going to be there and don't really know anyone so even if it is Friday that is fine. Hope we can get together. Eve has been missing you at the parties."

"We have missed seeing you two also. I will let you know as soon as I can."

Cheryl smiled as he hung up the phone. She knew he would really like to see Eve again and wanted to take advantage of it as much as she could. She still loved Scott dearly but he opened this Pandora's box and she was going to enjoy it as much as she could.

They sat silent for a bit before Cheryl got up and went into the kitchen to load the dishwasher. Scott sat on the deck thinking about Eve. Damn he hated to miss having some time with her. Cheryl was right that he had flip flopped on her. He had made a big show of saying they were taking a break when she did something he did not like and now it was biting him in the ass. She had not really done anything wrong and even if she had gone through with it would it have been so wrong? She had indulged his fantasy and gotten into this so it did not seem unreasonable that he would give her some latitude to enjoy hers.

They went to bed that night avoiding the issue of meeting with Mike and Eve. Cheryl knew she had him right where she wanted him and as her father had always told her the first person to break the silence lost. She would wait for him to bring it up and then "reluctantly" give in to what he wanted. 

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Thursday evening when Scott got home Cheryl suggested they go out to eat down at the beach. The weather was starting to cool off and sitting outside at one of the café's would be a fun evening. Scott was more than willing and they were soon on their way down Beach Blvd towards the beach. After eating they took a stroll and stopped at the same spot they had sat months before to talk about swinging. As they sat talking Scott finally brought up what was on his mind.

"Remember the last time we sat here?"

"Yes. It has been a while and you were convincing me to embrace the whole idea of swinging. I guess it worked for a little while and ran its course," she said.

"Any regrets?"

"No. Not really. I am sorry you got upset, there were a couple of other fantasies I would have enjoyed trying but honestly they had not even occurred to me before we started this so I can live without them. You," she asked?

"No. I guess the only thing I regret is overreacting at the party. I got to fulfill all of my fantasies and probably would enjoy doing them some more but I at least got to try them. I am sorry you did not get to enjoy yours. That does not seem fair to you."

Scott was trying to steer Cheryl into bringing up Saturday or getting back into the lifestyle not realizing he was going right where she wanted him to. She held out.

"Well I am willing to live with that if the price to fulfill them is hurting you. Nothing is more important to me than you and the kids. It is a small price to pay."

"What do you think about getting back into it," he asked finally broaching the subject?

"No. I still have the urge but I think the jealousy you felt that night may come back to haunt us. I am surprised I was not more jealous of you playing but I have always felt comfortable that you are committed to me and this was only fun," she replied leaving the insinuation that he did not have faith in her hanging in the air.

"Babe it was not that I was jealous. I was just surprised. You had never hinted that you wanted anything like that and it took me off guard. I was not sure if they were just taking advantage of you. I tell you. If we did decide to get back into the lifestyle I would be better prepared and jealousy would not be an issue."

She had him right where she wanted him. There was still work to be done but this was going nicely. Frowning she replied, "You said it would not be an issue last time. What would be different?"

"Like I said I was just surprised. I think this time we both would go into it more open minded. Last time I thought I needed to control things to keep you from getting hurt but I realize now I do not need to. We could both do what we enjoy without the concern of the other getting upset. Like you said it is just sex and it does not change what we have together."

She sat silent. Keeping him on the edge knowing what he wanted was so close. All she had to do was say the word. She had thought about how to lead him where she wanted a dozen times.

"You are saying you want to try this again?"

"I think so. No...I know so," he said eagerly.

"And you will not get upset again when I decide I want to do something and you are not around to ask first?"

"Absolutely. You are free to enjoy what you want without worrying about me getting upset or holding it over your head," Scott said quickly.

Cheryl smiled to herself. It had gone better than planned. Scott had just given her permission to do whatever she wanted. "Ok," she said slowly as if she still had reservations. "I guess if you want to meet Mike and Eve Saturday we can see how it goes but do not ever embarrass me like you did last time. That was unfair to me."

That settled Scott could not get on the phone quick enough to confirm plans for Saturday. Feeling he convinced a very reluctant Cheryl he was almost giddy with excitement about playing with Eve again.

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"You are brilliant," Cheryl said to Maria. "Scott is so excited about getting back into the lifestyle he practically gave me permission to do anything I want. You dropping the hint to Mike about them coming up here was a stroke of genius."

"I am so glad it worked out. Brian and I are anxious to see you. I know you cannot make the party this Saturday but hopefully the next. Remember to get invited down to see Mike and Eve in a couple of weeks. That will cement everything."

"I will. It should be pretty easy. Scott and Eve get along so well and Mike is such a cuckold. I agree she is the key to me getting what I want. I just hope she does not figure out what we are doing. I will keep you posted."

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Saturday night Cheryl was dressed sexy but not to slutty since they were staying in Jacksonville. They met for dinner and then went to a little Irish bar that they enjoyed call the "Fly's Tie". They had a great evening and ended up back at Mike and Eve's hotel on the beach.

Everyone, except Cheryl had drank quite a bit and as they stumbled into the hotel room the sexual tension between Eve and Scott was high. Eve grabbed Scott and sat him in one of the wing chairs beside the bed. Mike sat in the other and Cheryl sat in his lap as Eve began to strip for Scott. Cheryl had to admit she had a great body and was beautiful. She could not figure out why she was not jealous. Was she that confident in Scott? She decided she could analyze that later.

She felt Mike playing with her tits but he made no move to undress her. It was more like she as an afterthought as he watched Eve perform. Eve was soon nude and slowly sank to her knees in front of Scott and began taking his cock out. She took him in her mouth and began to enthusiastically suck on his cock as he leaned back and looked at Cheryl. She smiled at him and said enjoy as she stood and took Mike's hand.

"Let's go down to the beach and give these two some privacy," she said as she pulled him up. It was evident that he did not want to go but she pulled him towards the door. She knew Mike enjoyed watching Eve and was not really that interested in other women.

Hesitating he looked back at Scott who had stood and was almost naked. Cheryl looked over his shoulder and thought to herself that Scott really was a nice looking man with a nice body and for the first time felt a little jealous.

"Come on," she said to Mike laughing. 

They walked out of the room leaving the two as they climbed onto the bed. A few minutes later they were sitting at the deserted pool and enjoying the late night air. "You would rather be upstairs watching Eve wouldn't you," she asked Mike?

Flustered Mike replied quickly thinking she was upset, "Not at all. I enjoy spending time with you. I think of all our friends you are the most attractive."

"Liar. It is ok. We are all in the lifestyle for our own reasons. I can tell you enjoy watching Eve and are not really into other women that much. There is nothing wrong with that. Do you enjoy other things as well?"

"What do you mean," he asked? "I am not bi or anything."

"That was not what I was thinking but if you were that is ok. I have just heard that some guys who are into watching their wives with other men also enjoy them going out with guys alone. Kind of like dates and then coming home to them after they have had sex."

That was indeed one of the things Mike fantasized about but he was not sure he was ready to admit it. "Eve and I have never discussed that." 

Cheryl was not sure she believed that. "Have you and Scott ever done that."

"We have played alone but Scott enjoys participating with me or without me so I don't think he would get off on me going on a date. He might not object but it would not excite him. If he wanted to I guess I would feel the same. It would not excite me but if he wanted to I would be ok with it."

They talked for a while longer and finally Cheryl slid off the chair and onto her knees. "Since you did not get to watch Eve let me make it up to you," she said smiling at him.

It did not take long for Mike to cum flooding her mouth which Cheryl swallowed. She was surprised at how quickly he came and thought he must have been thinking about Eve the whole time they talked. Having finished her task and put the idea in his head of Scott and Eve dating she was ready to go back upstairs.

As they came back into the room they were greeted by the site of Scott's ass as he pumped his cock into Eve. The two barely noticed Mike and Cheryl coming back into the room and soon Scott was filling her pussy with his load. As he rolled off he looked at Cheryl and she had a wicked thought.

Going to the bed she spread Eve's legs and lowered her face into the messy pussy and began cleaning the cum up. Scott's cock began to harden again at the site and Eve was enjoying the attention to her pussy. Scott move towards Eve's head and fed his cock into her mouth. The two of them played with Eve until she came again and then Cheryl moved up to share Scott's cock with her until he shot a stream of cum into Eve's mouth. Cheryl smiled at Scott and looked over at Mike who was cleaning up the mess he had made.

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Cheryl was on pins and needles the next week wondering if the seed she had planted with Mike was taking root. If so they would be the perfect couple for Scott to play with giving her the chance to enjoy some things on her own. At the end of the week she nor Scott had heard anything from Mike or Eve. By Sunday she was beginning to think her efforts were in vain when Scott walked into the den.

"Mike just called and wanted to know if we wanted to come down to their place next weekend. What do you think?"

"I guess that is fine," she said knowing she would not be going with him. She could already feel the headache she would claim to have coming on. It was worth it to her to spend a Saturday evening alone if it secured what she wanted. She really did not feel she was being devious. This is what Scott wanted and she was getting what she wanted. Neither of them was being hurt and they were both going to be enjoying themselves soon. If they did not enjoy their fantasies together there was nothing wrong with that.

The next Saturday morning Cheryl asked Scott to get her something for a headache before she got out of bed. She lingered in bed for an extra hour before crawling out and making it to the couch to lie down again. She could see the concern on Scott's face but knew it was not concern about her having a headache. He did not want to miss going to Daytona.

"How are you feeling baby," he asked.

"I will be fine. Just a headache. I took the medicine you gave me and will doze here for awhile and it will pass." The truth was she had no headache at all but she wanted Scott to go to Daytona without her and have a great time. The more fun he had the better. By that evening she was much worse and Scott knew he had to call Mike. 

"I will give Mike and call and see if we can do it another time," he said.

"Don't be silly," Cheryl replied keeping her voice low to prevent aggravating her faked headache. "Just because I cannot go does not mean you shouldn't."

"I had better stay here and take care of you," he said tentatively. "Besides would you be comfortable with me going off to play alone?"

"How is it different than the hotel the other night? Mike and I were downstairs most of the time. I do not have to be there every time you want to see Mike and Eve. Besides, Mike will not miss out on anything. He prefers to watch her play more than playing with another woman. It is actually perfect that I got a headache." 

Letting his cock control his actions he finally replied, "If you are sure then I guess you are right. Will you be ok?"

"Of course, it is a headache is all. I will be fine by tomorrow."

At 2am Cheryl's cell phone rang and when she answered Eve was on the other side. "Hey Cheryl, are you feeling ok?"

"Yes I am fine. Is Scott ok? What time is it?"

"He is fine. It is a little after two. He has been drinking and Mike and I are worried about him driving. Mike asked me to call and see if it is ok if he stays until morning. Scott is pretty insistent about leaving."

"Of course it is fine. I would rather have him with friends than out on the road. Put him to bed and tell him I will see him in the morning."

Saying goodbye she hung up and smiled as she went back to sleep. It had worked out even better than she had hoped.

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Two weeks later Scott and Cheryl were headed down to Daytona to the monthly house party. Cheryl was excited since it had been almost four months since she had done anything exciting. Other than the one night with Mike and Eve she had only been with Scott and as much as she loved him she was ready for someone more dominant.

There were already several couples there when they arrived and Cheryl was mingling as soon as they walked in the door. She did not have anything planned but was excited to be back in the environment with other open minded people. Eventually couples started pairing off and Cheryl was not sure where Scott had gotten off to. Mike and Eve were not at the party so he must have found another couple to spend time with. She was going to head upstairs with Maria and Brian but did not want to leave until she knew where Scott had gotten off to.

Walking out to the deck she saw Scott talking to Brian and wondered what they were up to. She was not sure if she should interrupt and there really was no need to. Brian or Maria would fill her in on what was going on if it was anything important. Turning back to enter the house she ran into Maria who handed her a joint. 

"What are they up to," she asked Cheryl?

"Beats me. I guess Brian will fill us in."

As they stood there talking a familiar face walked up. "Hey there pretty ladies. How are you two this evening?" Kirk said. "The last time I saw you Cheryl we did not get to finish what we started."

"Hi handsome," Cheryl said flirting back. She definitely remembered Kirk. Of the three men that night he had been the most aggressive. Seeing him again was exciting and she could feel herself getting wet when he leaned over and kissed her. "Here alone," she asked?

"No. I brought a guest. She is somewhere around her."

"Ah..girlfriend?"

"Nope. Just a friend. We are both available to play with whoever we like," he said smiling at her.

"Maybe she would like to play with Scott," Maria said. "You could come up and play with Cheryl, Brian and me."

"I think I can arrange that. Let me find her and I will put her on his trail. That is assuming Cheryl is game," he said as he cupped her ass.

This guy took what he wanted and the thought of playing with him had her ready to drag him up the stairs. Scott was better looking but Kirk had a dominant aura about him that Cheryl had come to lust after. 

"I am game for whatever you want sweetie," she said snuggling up to him.

"Be right back," he said and left to find his friend.

Brian and Scott walked back into the house and began mingling with others again. Brian made his way over to Cheryl and Maria who were both curious about what they had been discussing.




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 05



"Nothing really. I just thought it best to let him know Kirk was here. Last time they did not seem to get along to well remember? The last thing I wanted was for him to get his nose out of joint when he saw him."

"What did he say," Cheryl asked?

"He said it was water under the bridge. You were free to do whatever you wanted. I almost kissed him. Shall we head upstairs?"

"Hold on cowboy. We still need to get Scott settled before we go upstairs. Kirk is going to see if Niki will spend time with him."

The comment did not sit well with Cheryl. She did want to go play but Scott was not some guy that could not get someone. Maria did not notice the change in Cheryl until she said, "Well I will be glad to spend time with Scott so if she is not interested it is not a big deal."

Brian and Maria just looked at her and then turned back to look for Kirk. As they were looking a pretty Oriental lady approached Scott and began talking. Soon they walked out to the deck towards the beach. Kirk reappeared and took Cheryl's hand. "Let's go finish what we started," he said.

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Over the next several months Eve and Scott began seeing a lot of each other. Scott had skipped the last three house parties dropping Cheryl off and going on down to Daytona to see Eve and then picking her up the next morning. He could tell she was partying hard and she always slept on the way back. She was seeing more and more of Kirk and was getting more and more submissive to anything the other three wanted to do. Kirk pushed her more than Brian and Maria but only because they were less imaginative. 

Thursday before the next house party Scott got a call from a Tampa number. He did not know anyone in Tampa so he let it go to VM. After the phone beeped indicating a message he listened.

"Hey Scott. Kirk here from the house parties. I was wondering if you and Cheryl were going to the party on Saturday. I know you have skipped the last few and was wondering if you would mind if I picked Cheryl up and took her. That would leave you free to go see your lady friend. Just let me know. Thanks."

Scott was not sure what he thought of the idea. He had become comfortable with Cheryl spending time with Kirk but still did not like him. Cheryl on the other hand seemed to hang on every word the guy spoke. They had been playing now for well over two years and he was not worried but was surprised Cheryl had not mentioned this to him.

Walking into the house he went upstairs where Cheryl was putting away clothes. "Hey babe. Your BF called and wants to know if he can pick you up for the party on Saturday. Did you know he was going to call me?"

"He mentioned he might but I did not think he would so I did not say anything. What did you tell him?"

"Nothing. He left a VM."

"Are you going down to see Eve," she asked?

"She asked me to. What do you think? It has been a while since we have made an appearance together at the party. Maybe I should skip it and go with you," he said.

"Nonsense. You enjoy spending time with her. Go and have fun. Kirk can pick me up and save you the trouble of dropping me off and picking me up." 

"Ok. I will call him back and tell him," Scott said. He was not totally comfortable with the arrangement but could hardly say anything since he was seeing Eve. He decided that he would be at the next party and see how things were going.

Dialing the phone he got Kirk's VM and let him know the arrangement was fine and gave him the address. That Saturday Scott was gone by the time Kirk got there and when he got back home on Sunday Cheryl was already there. He was in a great mood. He had a great time with Eve Saturday going to dinner and out dancing. They had went back to Eve's place where they played for the rest of the night with Mike performing the duties that Cheryl had at the hotel when they were in Jacksonville.

Life was good. He had a beautiful wife and a lovely mistress. Until he found the bed sheets in the hamper that smelled of sex and had dried cum on them he did not have a concern in the world.

Storming into the bathroom where Cheryl was taking a shower he jerked the door open and shoved the sheets in her face. "What is this," he yelled?

"Dirty sheets," Cheryl said glaring at him.

"You let him fuck you here? Are you crazy?"

"I am sure Eve has her own set of dirty sheets this morning. What is the problem?"

"You let him fuck you in our bed. Our BED!! Don't you think that is out of bounds?"

"Why? You and Eve play in their bed. He wanted to and when I am with him I give him what he wants. Don't start this. I told you last time you lost your cool I would not put up with this again. If you want to discuss it fine but I will not be yelled at."

Calming down he realized she was right. He was overreacting again. They talked for the next two hours and agreed that she would not have Kirk in their bed again. It really did not matter to Cheryl. She had plenty of places she could play with Kirk.

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The next month it was decided that Scott would drop Cheryl off and then pick up Eve and bring her to the party since Mike had decided not to come. When he dropped Cheryl off he went in for a moment to use the bathroom. There were a few people there and he did not recognize most of them. The atmosphere seemed different somehow but he could not put his finger on it. Putting it out of his mind he kissed Cheryl and headed to Daytona to pick up Eve.

"Hey big guy," Eve said when she answered the door. "Come on in. I am about ready."

Walking in he asked where Mike was and Eve laughed and pointed to the den. Walking into the den he was surprised to see Mike naked and he had some contraption on his cock. Scott had never seen one but had heard about them and assumed it was a cock cage of some sort. "What the hell," he asked Mike?

"She wants to make sure I do not jerk off while she is gone," he said a little embarrassed. Eve strolled in saving him from further humiliation and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Remember no cumming until I get back home," she said. You can do that while you clean me up. Grabbing Scott's hand they walked out the door and headed north on Interstate 95.

"How is Cheryl," Eve asked as they were driving? "I have not seen her in a long time."

"She is good. Spending a lot of time with this new guy Kirk. I am not sure I like him but she seems to so that is up to her."

"I have not been to one of these in a while. I hear it is a whole new group for the most part. More are into the dom/sub type of play. Should be an interesting night."

Scott was not so sure. He had never gotten into the dom/sub stuff. He did not consider his and Eve's relationship like that but based on what he just saw with Mike maybe their relationship was. Arriving at the party they were soon chatting with other couples and everyone assumed they were married seeing the rings on their fingers. Scott kept looking for Cheryl and when he finally saw her he was a little shocked.

Cheryl was no longer in the outfit he had dropped her off in. She was in a fishnet outfit that looked fantastic but left nothing to the imagination. That was not the only thing that disturbed him. She had a dog collar on that proclaimed "his slut" and she was walking arm in arm with Kirk. No one else was dressed so revealing and she was out of place in the room. Kirk was obviously enjoying being seen with Cheryl who was the prettiest lady in the room. 

As they chatted with folks Scott heard someone ask if Cheryl was going to perform tonight and Kirk smiled and replied, "I have something special planned."

Finally unable to take anymore Scott excused himself from the couple he was talking to and went to find Brian or Maria.

He found Brian and asked to speak with him in private. Walking out to the deck he turned on Brian and asked what the hell was going on with Cheryl. 

"I am not sure what you are talking about Scott. She and Kirk enjoy the dom/sub type of relationship. When she is with him he dictates how she dresses and what she does."

"Fuck that. She is still my wife."

"Look Scott. This is getting tiresome. You talked Cheryl into this and when you got upset the first time you had the chance to walk away. Instead you drug her into it again. If this is what she enjoys when she is with Kirk then that is her business. She does not interfere with you and Eve does she," Brian asked obviously irritated?

"I do not parade Eve around like a two bit whore. What we do we...," Brian interrupted Scott in midsentence.

"But he does and she likes it. It is their business. If you don't like it you and Cheryl talk it out at home but for tonight either accept it or leave. Do not mess up everyone's good time." Turning he walked back into the party.

Eve saw Brian returning and knew Scott was upset. She walked out to the deck and found him pacing and furious. "Calm down," she said.

"Calm down," he almost shouted. "He is parading my wife around like she is his property."

"Yes. And you are parading around with your mistress. If this lifestyle is too much for you then you and Cheryl work it out at home but not here," she said echoing what Brian had said. "I did not let you bring me here tonight to make a scene. Either calm down or let's leave."

Hesitating she turned to walk back in to the party before turning back. "You know if you would calm down you might just like it. Cheryl is the sexiest lady here and at the end of the day she is yours. He is giving her some pleasure for a few hours. What is the harm? It is the same as you and I." After a moment she turned and went back to the party.

Scott stayed on the deck until he could not bear it anymore. His curiosity was too much and he decided if he could not handle it he would get Eve and leave. He would not cause an issue at the party. Taking a deep breath he walked back in and found Eve talking with another lady. As he walked up she looked at him and asked, "Ok?"

"Yes. I can deal with it and if I can't we will just leave."

"That's my man. I will make it worth your while," she said smiling.

They talked and Scott deliberately avoided looking over at Cheryl. He was determined to not interfere regardless of what happened. He could tell when he did look that she was taking something and was high as a kite. After about thirty minutes he started to hear a low chant, "Cheryl...Cheryl...Cheryl" and when he looked in that direction she was laughing and slapping Kirk lightly on the arm.

"Come on baby. For me," he said smiling at her. She shook her head no and Scott heard Kirk say, "I will give you another hit."

Cheryl paused as if thinking and finally shook her head yes and everyone cheered. Kirk pulled out a little baggie with some white powder and Scott knew it was cocaine. Tapping out a line on a mirror he handed a small tube to Cheryl who immediately snorted the powder and asked for one more line. Kirk tapped out another and she snorted it up also. Smiling Kirk took the tube and announced loudly, "Now for your side of the deal." 

Everyone clapped as Cheryl took off the fishnet outfit and stood naked in front of everyone. Brian had brought out a device that looked like a saddle. Scott was not sure what it was so he asked Eve.

"It is a Sybian. It is for women and you can ride it. It is like a vibrator stuck on a saddle and you sit on it."

As Brian was setting it up Kirk led Cheryl to the couch where he bent her over the arm. Turning her so everyone could see he produced a butt plug from his pocket and began working it into Cheryl's ass as he grinned to the crowd. Cheryl was so high she had no idea what she was doing. Once the plug was firmly in place he led her over to the Sybian and helped her sit on the saddle with the large vibrator sliding into her stretched pussy. Standing back so everyone could see he took the remote and turned the intensity up and everyone clapped and cheered as Cheryl had her first orgasm.

Eve locked her arm in Scott's and led him away from the scene in front of him. She could tell the remarks being made were getting to him and he was not going to be able to take it much longer. They walked out on the deck and watched the ocean but Scott could not get away from the sounds coming from the house. He could only imagine what was going on. Finally Eve turned to him, "I think most people have gone upstairs and you do not seem to be in the mood to play. Why don't we hit the road and go back to my place?"

Scott hesitated but knew it was probably the best thing to do. Holding her hand they walked back into the house running into Maria as they did. She smiled and said hello giving Eve a hug.

"I appreciate you coming. Are you leaving already," she asked?

"Yes. I need to get back and check on Mike," Eve lied. 

"Well we are glad you came. Scott we appreciate you coming. We realize this new stage was difficult for you." They talked a few minutes more and Scott and Eve were about to leave when Kirk walked over with Cheryl. 

"Leaving so soon," Kirk asked smiling smugly?

"Yes," Eve replied. "I need to get home to Mike."

Scott was staring at Cheryl as she held Kirk's arm and snuggling into him. "That is too bad. You never know what Cheryl and I may do. She enjoys doing what I tell her regardless of what it is or who is around."

Scott ignored him and kept his eyes on Cheryl which irritated Kirk. "I am sure it would be fun but I really must get home," Eve said as she pulled Scott's arm.

Cheryl's eyes never dropped from Scott's as she stared at him defiantly. Kirk took advantage of the control he had moving his hand to Cheryl's shoulder and slowly pushing her to the floor in front of him. "She really enjoys sucking my cock for folks," he said to Scott. "She will not do this for everyone but for me she will suck it like a whore."

Cheryl pulled his cock out and took it as far down as she could into her throat. Scott watched as she gagged and then turned to look at him.

With his eyes never leaving her he spoke to Scott. "Take your whore home with you then. She is yours."

Turning he went to the door pulling Eve behind him.



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 05



I looked down at the fellow I had offered a pussy full of juices to and asked him if he wanted a lap dance. He burst into a great big smile and shook his head enthusiastically. I returned to the dressing room, but the hundred in my purse and asked to borrow the thong and heels, then headed back to the floor and the table full of men in front of the stage. There were six men at the table, all in their twenties, and most of them pretty good looking. They asked how much for a lap dance and I told them $100 each. In moments I was staring at $600. I tucked the bills into the waist of my thong and straddled the first fellow. I squirmed my tush into his lap and my tits into his face. I gave him a boob sandwich and let him suck my nipples as long as I controlled his head. He looked at me and asked if he could have another taste of pussy juice, so I stood up at the table and started frigging myself. In just a few moments, the juices were flowing well enough that I could reach a hand in and swirl it around and offer each man a pussy popsicle. I sat on one fellow's lap with my back to his chest and started masturbating for the rest of them, and I could feel a big orgasm coming on. "Anybody want to get squirted?" I asked them. Several looked at me with a confused expression, so I said, "When I come, I can squirt lots of pussy juice. You are likely to get wet. If you want some, sit in front of me; otherwise, get out of the way. Well, the whole table crowed in front of me as I savagely stroked my clit, and pretty soon I was ready to explode. 

"Here comes!" I said and cut loose with a stream of liquid that could have been shot from a fire hose. I drenched the five men sitting in front of me, and even got two men at the next table."

"Holy fuck," one of them said. "I have never seen anything like that. Can we get her in a private room?" he asked his buddies. 

"How much for a private room" the apparent leader of the pack asked me. 

"$100 for the room and $200 per man for me," I told him, not believing for a minute that they would come up with it. 

"Sold," said their leader, "as long as the no hands policy stays at the door."

"You can leave your pants at the door for all I care," I said. Once we are in that room, the only rule is that if I say NO, you stop. No rough stuff, but I can guarantee that each of you will get your tubes drained."

"Well what are we waiting for," one of the guys asked. We all trooped across the room to a door near one of the stages. Inside the room was a couch, a table and chairs and a queen sized mattress on the floor. 

"OK, guys, get naked and show me your cocks. Let's get started with a little straight cocksucking. Who's first?" I asked. It didn't take them long to get naked and they circled around me, cock in hand. I sucked one, then another, then two at a time for about five minutes until I had a taste of everyone's peckers. Some tasted sweet and some sour. One was a bit smelly, so I told him to go to the bathroom and wash himself off. I spotted the biggest dick and told him to lie down on the bed. I climbed on him facing toward his face and started fucking him I saw one fellow with a long thin cock and told him to fuck my ass. He didn't need instructions. The remaining four milled around in front of me and I sucked them between strokes of my hips as I build up a rhythm with the cocks in my ass and cunt. Pretty soon we were working together and I could take one of the other men all the way down my throat. He didn't last very long and quickly pulled out and came all over my face. The guy fucking my cunt started grunting like he as about to cum, so I pulled off him and turned to a 69 position so I could swallow his cum. I jammed my pussy into his face and invited someone else to fuck me in the ass while I drained the guy on his back. 

We swapped positions and holes and over the next five minutes I fucked five of them, sucked three off and had one guy pay me $200 for just for the right to jack off on my face. I made over $1,800 in less than an hour and had five orgasms in the process. This could be habit forming. 

When I was finished with my first batch of guys, I cleaned the cum off my face and chest, put my thong and heels on and headed back out to the audience. I got invited to do a lap dance for each of three fellows at the table next to the one where Eddie, Andy and George were sitting, so I spent part of my time grinding the crotches of these guys while making eyes at Eddie and George. When I finished with them I was three hundred richer and ready (at last) for the guys I had come in with. 

I sat down in Eddie's lap and wiggled my buns against his cock to make sure it was good and hard. I reached down and unzipped him and pulled his cock out and ground my cunt into it. I wasn't fucking him, at least not technically. But we were both having fun. George said, "Lets' go to a private room. Are you ready, Susie?" 

"I'm ready to suck and fuck all three of you completely dry, but it will cost you $500 each." I knew the price was steep, but I also knew that these guys made plenty of money. Andy said "Ouch" and I looked at him and said, "No tickie, no tushie." He got the picture pretty quick. 

I got up and grabbed Eddie by his dick and led him to the private room. We piled in and they piled on. In no time, I had one cock in each of my orifices and three men sweating and grunting. George came first, so I licked him clean and focused on bringing Andy and Eddie to a complete boil. In a few minutes, their kettle as at a screaming boil, and I was able to collect two more mouthfuls of cum. I went back to George and showed him my mouthful of cum soup. He asked me if I would swallow it, so I closed my mouth, drained it of cum and opened it back up to show them, "All gone... but room for more."

I grabbed George's cock and started sucking on it until he got hard, and then I pushed him on his back and mounted him, this time with my butt facing his head. I took Eddie's cock in my mouth and gave him my very best deep throat. Andy just stood by and watched me suck George until he was all gone, while he played with his own cock. Pretty soon, he was pounding his cock and ready to cum again. I kept George's cock in my mouth but turned enough for Andy to dump his load on my face. George followed suit moments later, leaving only Eddie with his cock stuck straight up my pussy with only one orgasm. I started pounding on Eddie as hard as I could and pretty soon, I could feel that tell tale expansion that starts in the balls as a man gets ready to cum. I pulled off Eddie and finished him off with my mouth and made sure I directed his load onto my face and chest as well. If I am going to be a cum slut, let's do it right, I had decided. 

After I had finished all three of them off, I rubbed the cum into my face and chest and stepped back into the dance hall. I immediately got propositioned for another lap dance or six and a couple more invitations to the party room. When I was done, I had sucked and / or fucked at least 17 cocks and I had made almost $7,000 for the evening's work. And I had a job offer from the bar's owner.

I may have been able to do a couple more rounds, but Eddie was my ride, so I pulled on my button up blouse, but I just tied it rather than button it. My dress was still soaked, so I just kept the thong and we rode back to the office parking lot like that. I got into my car and headed for home with some great stories to tell my lover. But first, I wanted one more load of cum on my chest, so as I walked up to the house, I rang the door bell and when Bob answered, I knelt in the open doorway and gave him a blow job... and swallowed every drop.

To be continued... 



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 06



Chapter 6 -- A Trip to San Jose

This is Susan continuing the story of how my buried cum slut was awakened when my husband, Bob went to a gangbang party with a bunch of men at the Johnson Lodge. A woman named Judi wanted to be gangbanged by lots of men, and she got her wish. When Bob came home, I could smell her pussy juices all over him and I knew that he had just fucked another woman. I had heard rumors about a gangbang party and as I realized that Bob had gone to the party, I could feel a part of me that I had long suppressed start to stir. Instead of being angry with Bob, I was jealous of Judi. I found myself wishing that I had mustered the courage to let my sleeping sexual urges out of the dark place I had hidden them. As I pushed Bob to come clean and tell me about Judi's gangbang, I got more and more turned on. When Bob told me about his own personal fantasies, they lined up so well with my own that I felt this rush of both relief and excitement and I decided to open the box where my own personal Pandora had hidden herself away all my life. 

In the weeks that followed, I simply let loose. Bob and I tried all sorts of experiences. One of my favorites was going to an X-rated theater and having Bob suck my pussy while a bunch of guys jacked off on me; but the best was the time I went out to a strip bar with three guys from work. I wound up performing on stage and doing lap dances for a bunch of guys. I even made a fistful of money from them. I guess that makes me a whore, too; but I haven't been paid for sex except for that night. I have a hunch, though that I will be back to that bar before too long.

After that experience, I needed a rest and some time just with my sweetie. Bob and I fucked on a pretty regular basis and found our sex life to be great fun, even without all of the public stuff. About a month after the trip to the strip club, Bob and I decided to take a trip to San Jose, California. We wanted to visit some wineries south of San Jose and work our way north from there. We got a hotel in San Jose and rented a car and set out to explore. I wore a sheer blue cotton print skirt that I got from some hippie store years ago. It was made in India and had pretty designs. And did I say that it was very thin. When the sun shone behind me, it was almost as if I was wearing nothing at all. On top I wore a matching vest. It laced up the front and it had a big gap that left most of my chest open. If I laced it loosely (which I did, of course), the inner sides of my breasts were quite visible. I had done a "field mod" on the arm holes so that they were much larger. The result was that the sides of my breasts were also quite visible. My goal that day was to drink some wine, flash my body and have fun with Bob.

When we left our room around 10:00 on a nice summer Saturday morning and got on the elevator, a couple got on with us. I made sure that I was standing with my back to the glass walls of the elevator so that the light from the hotel atrium would shine through my skirt. I got the fellow's attention quickly, and to my surprise, his wife looked at me and smiled. "Nice outfit," she said. "I'm sure you know that it's quite obvious that you aren't wearing anything underneath that skirt." 

I smiled at her and blushed slightly. "Yes, I know. My husband loves it when I show myself off."

"As well he should," she replied. "You really are quite beautiful." 

I blushed a bit deeper and said, "Thank you. You are very kind."

"Actually, she has an ulterior motive," said her husband as the elevator doors opened and we stepped into the lobby. "We are film makers and we are always recruiting possible talent. And it looks like you have some talent."

"What types of film?" I asked.

"X-rated," responded his wife. "We specialize in filming couples having sex in public places. Is that what you are planning to do?"

"The thought certainly has crossed our minds," my husband responded. "But right now, we are just planning to take a drive south and visit some of the wineries down in the Almaden Valley. Who knows after that?"

"Will you be coming back for dinner?" asked the man. 

"We plan to," replied Bob.

"Would you like to get together for dinner and let us know about your day?" he asked.

Bob looked at me to make sure I was OK with the offer and I nodded and said, "Sure, we'd like that. My name is Susan Carpenter. This is my husband, Bob."

"I'm Julie Davenport," replied the lady. "And this is my husband, producer and best friend, Jeff." Julie was in her early thirties. She stood about 5'4 and I guessed that she weighed about 115 pounds. She had a full head of dark brown hair and a very well developed set of boobs. They had to be at least a D cup. Jeff looked a couple years older than Julie and half a head taller. He was at least 5'11" and had short cropped Sandy hair. Both of them looked quite fit. 

My eyes wandered back to Julie's chest and I wondered if they were real or fake, so I asked her. "You have a beautiful set of boobs. They must be at least D cups. Are they real or did you get them enhanced." 

"They are very real," said Jeff. "And if you join us for dinner, you can prove that for yourself." 

Julie smiled at Jeff and handed me a business card and said, "Just call us when you are heading back to town and we will pick a restaurant and make reservations. Do you like French?"

"Food?" I asked with a wicked grin?

Julie smiled and said, "Have a great day and be sure to take some pictures. We will see you for dinner when you get back.

As we stepped through the hotel doors, the valet had our car waiting. I demurely raised my skirt as I got into the car and give our valet a quick pussy flash as Bob got into the driver's seat. As we drove south on highway 101 towards Morgan Hill, I loosened the strings on my vest to the point where my vest would gap open easily. I wanted to make sure that my nipples would show whenever I wanted them to. 

We exited 101 north of Gilroy and headed for some wineries on Hecker Pass Highway. We stopped at a little place called "Sarah's Vineyard" and had our first taste. We tried several wines and then headed down the road to Hecker Pass Winery. The tasting room was well lit and I managed to find a spot near the tasting bar where the sun shined through the windows and back lit my skirt. Bob took a nice picture of me that showed lots of cleavage and clearly defined the camel toe of my pussy beneath my skirt. 

An older couple was leaving just as Bob snapped the picture and I heard the lady say to her husband, "Did you see that? She wasn't wearing anything under her skirt!"

"Yes dear, I saw that. She really looked quite lovely," her husband replied. He looked over his shoulder as they left and gave me a wink and a grin and then they were gone.

The fellow serving the wine paid special attention to me, asking me if I wanted another taste of this wine or that. He was young and hot blooded and I could feel my nipples get hard from his rather obvious attention. We purchased several bottles of wine and our young host made it a point to offer to carry our purchase out to our car. I loosened my vest a bit more, so that it was at the point where the laces were pretty useless and made sure he got a good flash as he handed me our wine. 

We thought about heading over Hecker Pass to the beaches south of Santa Cruz, but decided instead to catch a couple more wineries and then head back to San Jose. We headed north on Watsonville Road and found a cluster of wineries along the way. At each, we drank some wine, I flashed some tit and, if we liked the wine, Bob purchased a few bottles. By about 3:30, we decided we had tasted enough and headed back to our hotel in San Jose. I unlaced my vest entirely and pulled it open to get some sun and tease Bob a bit. The sun was on his side of the car at this time of day, so I didn't get much on my boobs, but he certainly did enjoy the drive. 

I pulled out the business card that Julie Davenport had given me and decided to talk it over with Bob. "So what do you think about this idea of becoming porn stars?" I asked him.

"Honey, it's you they are after, not me. If you want to become a porn queen, just make sure I get every one of your movies."

"Well, at least we should have an interesting dinner with them," I offered. "I'm going to give them a call and set it up." 

I dialed the number on Julie's card and when she answered, I said, "Hi, Julie. This is Susan Carpenter. I flashed you and your husband this morning. Remember?"

"Of course I remember," Julie laughed. "So when will you be back in town?"

"We are headed north from Morgan Hill now. We should be back at the hotel by around 4:30. We will need a little time to shower and change, so we should be ready by about 5:30."

"Great. I will make reservations at Le Papillion. It's a great French restaurant just west of downtown. Let' set the reservations for 6:00. Jeff and I will pick you up at 5:45 in the lobby. OK?"

"That sounds just fine," I replied. "Are you wearing anything special?"

"Let's get a bit wild and dress real sexy, if you are up for that," suggested Julie. 

"Sexy has become my middle name, so watch out. Is Jeff in bounds or out of bounds?" I asked, just to make sure I didn't put the make on her husband unless that was OK with both of them.

"Jeff loves beautiful women, so the question will be who is chasing whom. And your husband, Bob, looks like he knows his way around a woman's body too."

"Well, he sure does get my juices flowing now that I have given myself permission to loosen up. OK, so it's sexy at 6 with cocks and trix. Have I got that right?"

Julie laughed and said "See you then. Bye!"

I hung up and lay back as Bob made it onto highway 101 and headed north. We started passing cars and trucks and I got the occasional toot of the horn as one driver after another caught sight of me stroking my boobs as we sailed up the highway.

When we got to the hotel, I tied one lace in my vest so that I could make it through the lobby without getting busted, but I lost the lace, the vest and even my skirt as we got on the elevator. I was bear assed naked as we rode up to the 14th floor. I was half hoping we would encounter someone in the hallway, but we made it back to our room without incident. Bob pulled our drapes wide open while I sprawled on our king sized bed and started to stroke my pussy. "Hey lover, want to lick my pussy and see me shoot gallons of cum all over these nice clean sheets?"

Bob emerged from the bathroom, cock in hand and approached my invitation with his tongue flicking back and forth as if he were trying to smell his way to pussy town. He honed in on my moist love nest and started to lubricate it with his tongue and forefinger. Soon he added another finger and then another until I started to feel signs of impending climax. Bob had learned exactly where to stroke me for maximum erotic impact and he had found the spot. I could feel my orgasm rising so I asked him to go a little faster and deeper. In moments, the pressure in my loins was rapidly rising beyond the containment point and I cut loose with a giant squirting orgasm. Bob wisely got his face out of the stream of joy juices bursting from my inner sanctum. I shuddered a few times as the waves of pleasure washed over me, and then I thanked Bob for his masterful help and closed my eyes for a brief nap.

Bob woke me about 30 minutes later with a deep kiss right on my cunt and said, "Wake up, sleeping beauty. It's time to dress for the ball."

Well, I wouldn't have put it quite that way, but it was time to get dressed. I pulled out the black super short front lace dress we had purchased at Victoria's Secret and slithered into it. The bottom hem line landed about two inches below my pussy. The back had a single tie that kept the front on. The overall effect was of lots of skin.

Naturally, I couldn't wear anything underneath this dress, so I took a quick look at my pussy to make sure it didn't need a shave and that there were no stray hairs anyplace and then applied some nice perfume to my pussy and my arms and I slipped on the dress. It came with a matching thong, but I decided to leave that behind. My pussy needed all the air it could get.

"What do you think?" I asked Bob.

He looked at me for a moment and said, "You will probably get raped before you can make it to the elevator, and you will certainly get raped by a gang of midgets competing to pull your strings, but if you can make it past the midgets, we should have a hell of an evening. "

Sometimes I am never quite sure how to take Bob, but he was smiling and cheerful, so I guess I had chosen well. We left the room and headed for the hotel lobby in search of Julie and Jeff. When we got off the elevator, I spotted them sitting at the hotel bar. Julie was perched on a bar stool wearing a dress that was styled even more boldly than mine, and it looked like it came from the same catalog as mine had. Julie was wearing a plunging halter dress with a circular medallion at the level of her navel. The hemline stopped about two inches above her pussy and it had no back at all. We were a matched set of hotties. I sat down at the bar on the stool next to Julie and our husbands sat outside beside us. 

Julie looked at me and smiled as she said, "Well don't we look hot tonight?" Our knees were almost touching as she put a hand softly on my thigh and said, "What would you like to drink tonight?"

I got a wicked grin on my face and said, "Besides your husband's cum?"

Julie and Jeff both laughed and Julie's hand crept a bit higher on my thigh. "How about mine too?" she asked.

"Only if Bob gets to share," I purred. "Your hand feels nice."

Julie looked me right in the eye as her other hand reached slowly for the string that held the top of my dress together. She slowly pulled the bow knot until it came undone, and I could feel the top of my dress gap even further open. I responded by putting my hand on her leg and stroking her like she was stroking me. Her slow, light and gentle circles on the inside of my thigh were making me tingle all over. I could feel my nipples hardening and my pussy moistening. 

"These dresses come with matching thongs," She said, slowly spreading her knees apart. "But I left mine behind. What about you?" I could see her bald pussy smiling at me. She had a silver clit ring dangling from her pussy lips. I smiled at her and slowly spread my legs until she could see my matching hairless and thong-less pussy. 

"What does the clit ring do for you? Did you actually have your clit pierced?"

"I didn't actually have my clit pierced. That can be very painful and dangerous. I got a clitoral hood piercing. It has several effects. It rubs against my clit during sex, so it adds to my pleasure. And it also makes me look sexier. People always ask questions like you just did when they see it. Maybe you can play with it later," she said smiling at me. In the meantime, I am getting hungry. How about you guys?"

"I'm famished," said Bob from behind me. 

"So let's do it," said Jeff as he slid from the bar stool. "Damn you are hot, Susan," he said as he ogled my loose fitting top. I looped the laces that held my top together so that they wouldn't gap any further, but I couldn't resist giving Jeff a quick flash in the process. He smiled and winked as he blew me a kiss and took my arm. Julie offered her arm to Bob and the four of us sashayed across the hotel lobby. Jeff had somehow magically made his car appear at the front door and a pair of valets held all of the doors open.

"Let's you and I get in the back," said Julie as she slipped into the seat behind the driver. She paused as she sat down to adjust the top of her dress and keep both boobs from falling out. Or maybe she paused to make sure they did slip out. She put her legs into the car one at a time so that the valet got a great view of her shining clit ring. I matched her move, but without the clit ring, all I could do was pause with one leg in the car and the other leg outside and retie my dress lace that had conveniently come completely undone. I looked up at the young valet as I was fixing my dress, but his glance was fixed rigidly on my pussy. I pulled my right leg into the car and let him shut the door for me, still staring at my now hiding pussy. He looked up and I caught his eye through the window and winked at him. He burst into a huge grin and blushed scarlet as I used my left hand to pull the top of my dress away and give him a parting nipple flash. 

"This has all the promise of a very interesting evening," said Julie as we settled into our seats. She twisted towards me and put her right leg up onto the seat next to me, giving me a clear view of her pussy again. She leaned her back against the seat corner and said to Bob, "Hey Bobby. See anything you like?" She pulled the dress off her left breast and reached down to her pussy with her right hand and started to play with herself.

Bob turned and looked at her and said, "Oh yeah. I see two of the sexiest women I could ever have ever imagined and I can't wait to tongue twiddle your twat. 

I put my hand on Julie's leg and started moving it up towards her pussy. I was fascinated by her clit ring and I wanted to play with it. Julie helped me out by scrunching down in her seat so I could have easier access to her play toy. I circled her pussy lightly with my fingers, flicking her clit ring as I passed it. I could feel the moisture leaking from her pussy and I followed the light stream back towards its source as I gently pushed one finger into her cunt. Julie responded with a quick gasp and I felt her whole body jerk from the contact my finger made with her clit.

I kept up the stroking as Julie got hotter and hotter. I stuck a second finger and then a third into her cunt as it got wetter and wetter. My seat belt wouldn't allow me to go down on her like I wanted, so I pulled my fingers out of her cunt and took them to my mouth so I could smell and taste the nectar she was offering me. 

From the front seat Bob said, "Give me a taste of that, Susie." I looked at Bob and smiled and returned my fingers to Julie's love canal. I pushed three fingers deep into her and stroked the top of her vagina as she started to groan. I pulled my moistened fingers from inside her and offered my hand to my husband who smelled Julie's aroma on my fingers and then licked her juices from my hand. 

Julie put her own hand into her pussy and looked at Bob as she masturbated for him. "I can't wait to cum on your face," she said with a sexy purr. 

"Well, I'm afraid you are going to have to wait," said Jeff. "We are at the restaurant, my dear. So pull yourself together and please refrain from too much self stimulation, at least until we are seated." 

He parked the car, got out and opened Julie's door. She reached her hand towards his crotch and gave it a big squeeze, then pulled the top of her dress in place and offered Jeff her hand. Bob opened my door and helped me out and the four of us headed towards the front door of the restaurant. It was called "Le Papillion" and was one of the best French restaurants in the South Bay. Jeff opened the door for Julie and me and we found ourselves in the subtle lighting of the small and elegant dining legend.

"Davenport party of four," said Jeff to the maître d'.

"Of course, monsieur, the maître d' replied. "I have your table ready. Please follow me." He turned and led the way to a large booth in the corner of the restaurant. Julie and I got in first and Jeff sat next to me and Bob slid in next to Julie. The maître d' offered us menus and a thick wine list as the busboy filled our water glasses and delivered some wonderful smelling French bread. The maître d' left us with a bow and was quickly replaced by a waiter in a tuxedo who described tonight's specials and helped Jeff make a wine choice. I tend to prefer white wines, but Bob likes reds and Julie and Jeff followed the same pattern, so Jeff ordered a bottle of each. 




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 06



The ride to Daytona to drop Eve off was quite as both Scott and Eve reflected on what had happened.  Scott was seething with anger as he thought about Cheryl choosing to submit to Kirk in front of him.  She had done what Kirk wanted even knowing how it was affecting him.  Eve finally spoke up as they neared her house.

“I do not understand why you are so upset Scott.  You two got into this so you could experience fantasies that you wanted but you seem to extend that only to yourself.  As far as I know Cheryl has never had an issue with you and me dating.  Do you think she is always comfortable with what you do?  Why do you get so bothered by her living out her fantasy?”

“Because she is being paraded around like he owns her.  She is still my wife.  If she ever expressed an issue with me I would stop whatever it was that upset her.  She should give me the same courtesy,” he replied angrily.

“Calm down,” she replied just as angrily.  “I am not Cheryl and I will not put up with your shit.  As much as I like you I will kick your ass to the curb and find someone else to play with.”

When they got to her house she opened her door and turned to him as he opened his.  “Don’t bother,” she said.  “I think you need to go home and wait for your wife.  And don’t go back to the party you will just regret it.”

Slamming his car door he back out of the driveway and headed towards Interstate 95.  Hitting the ramp he was doing 70 miles an hour by the time he merged onto the interstate fully intending to drop back by the party.  When he came to the first exit into Saint Augustine he passed by it.  Then he passed the next and continued on to Jacksonville pulling into their driveway a little after two.

He had hoped that Cheryl would be there but she was not. Walking into the empty house he sat his keys on the table.  He sat on the couch and eventually dozed drifting in and out of sleep.  

Just before nine on Sunday morning Scott’s cell phone wrung and woke him out of a fitful slumber.  Looking at it he saw that is was Brian and he panicked briefly thinking something may have happened to Cheryl.

“Hello,” he said into the phone.

“Scott?  Where are you?  Maria and I have plans and you have not picked Cheryl up yet.”

Scott’s anger boiled to the top again, “I have no plans to pick her up.  I told Kirk last night he could take his whore home with him.”

“Come on Scott.  You have got to learn to take these things in stride.  So she likes to be submissive.  Part of the thrill for her is doing it in front of you.  Let her have her fun.”

“Fuck you,” he said and threw the phone across the room.

                   ********************

Two hours later Brian pulled into the driveway with Cheryl.  She leaned over and gave him a kiss before getting out of the car and walking to the door.  Brian waited until she was in before backing out of the driveway.

Cheryl did not see Scott and headed up to the bedroom to take a shower and crawl into the bed.  She felt totally drained.  Last night had been the most exciting of any since they had started this.  Being paraded around by Kirk made her feel so slutty and she enjoyed being made to perform.  When he made her go down on him with Scott standing there she almost came from the excitement.  When Scott called her a whore she felt her pussy spasm and she came from hearing him degrade her.

Kirk had allowed two of his friends to use her last night and she felt like a total slut.  She was troubled by that this morning but last night she had not hesitated at all.  She could not understand why she got off on such demeaning sex.  It confused her but she knew that given the chance she would allow Kirk to do what he did last night and more.  He had hinted at taking her to Tampa to a club and the idea excited her.

She stood in the shower letting the hot water sooth her sore muscles and felt a little better as she dried off.  She made it to the bed and crawled in and fell asleep.

                 *****************

She woke up late in the evening and laid thinking about where she and Scott were headed.  She had no doubt that he would be ready for them to get out of the lifestyle at the very least assuming he wanted her back at all.  She had really fucked up and now was on the verge of losing him.  Was it worth it?  Did she really want to be with Kirk and enjoy the sex bad enough to jeopardize her marriage?  Despite everything she loved Scott and her kids.  She had a perfect life. Was it worth throwing it all away just to have the extreme sex she enjoyed?

As she laid there it occurred to her she still had not heard or seen Scott.  Getting out of bed she put on some shorts and tank top and headed downstairs.  She checked the house out but Scott was not there.  His car had been in the driveway when she got home but it was no longer there.  She put on coffee and then called his cell phone but got no answer.  She was getting worried when she had a thought.

Grabbing her purse she jumped in the car and headed to the beach.  She anxiously looked for a parking space and as soon as she parked she was out of the car and walking down the beach.  She could see him long before she got to the bench.  He looked up and saw her approaching and turned away.

“Hi,” she said as she sat down beside him.  “We seem to always wind up here.”

“Yea.  It is a good place to think.”

“Would it help if I said I was sorry?”

“No.  Because you do not mean it,” he replied.

“Fair enough.  I could lie and say I do but I would not mean it.  I was wrong and that I do mean.  I was wrong but I am not sorry.  Does that make me crazy,” she said as she began to cry

Despite himself Scott put his arm around her shoulder.  He could not help but feel he had started this and that he bore some of the responsibility.  “Why?  I know you love me and honestly I don’t think this has a lot to do with me although it felt that way last night.  You have always been so strong and independent.  How can you let him treat you that way?”

“Scott I wish I knew.  It is just such a thrill and it gets me off so much.  It think he makes me do things that I want to do but do not have the guts to do without him as an excuse.  Does that make any sense at all?”

“No.  Not really.  All I know is I cannot do this.  I called Eve while you were asleep and told her I would not be seeing her anymore.  Cheryl I am not the kind of guy that can stand there and watch his wife used let alone enjoy it.  Having sex with another guy I have no problem with but I cannot see you degraded that way and go along with it.”

They sat silent for a long time.  Finally Scott broke the silence.  “You know I cannot do what Kirk does so I guess the ball is in your court.  Can you give it up or should we look at other options.”

“You mean divorce?”

“I don’t see any other way Cheryl.  I love you more today than when we were married.  I thought we could play a little and it not hurt us but I cannot see you being used like that.”

“I am not sure Scott.  I love you so much and I do not want to ever disappoint you and certainly do not want a divorce.  I wish I could explain it.  Sitting her right now I could commit to not doing it again but if the opportunity came up I am not sure I would not jump at the chance,” she said sadly.

“Are you getting addicted to drugs?”

She thought about this for a moment before replying. “No.  I don’t think so.  I enjoy them and it heightens the sex but I do not crave it when I am not partying.”

“Good.  Well…I guess we have a month to figure this out.  You need to decide before the next party what you are going to do.  I am out of the lifestyle and I will not see you used like a piece of meat,” he said as he got up and walked back up the beach.

Cheryl watched him as he disappeared into the parking lot up the beach and did not move for a long time.

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It was a week before the party and Scott and Cheryl had spoken very little about things.  Cheryl was trying to figure out her options and Scott spent his time wondering just what he would do if she did not want to stop.  Would he really divorce her and tell the kids that after almost 28 years they were splitting up.  Surely there had to be another way but if she said she could not give it up he knew he would leave rather than watch her used.

The Monday before the party Cheryl was waiting on him when he got in from work.  No dinner and no beer in a chilled mug.  She did not want to deceive him or try to play games.  She felt bad about the way she had plotted with Brian and Maria to get her way.  She had really evaluated her needs against what was important and decided the two were in conflict.

“Honey let’s talk,” she said.  Her voice was firm but he could hear the desperation.

They sat by the pool for a long moment before Cheryl began talking.  “Scott I want you to hear me out on this,” she said and he felt his heart sink.

He sat silent and she continued. “I have thought about this a long time and I want to be as honest with you as I can.  I am not sure I can give up playing.  If I did I am afraid I would do it behind your back.  The only thing worse than doing it would be telling you I wouldn’t and then doing it.  I have a compromise that I hope you will consider.”

She looked at him to see how he was doing before continuing. “Every time we have talked you have said you could not stand to see me being treated that way.  What if we have an open marriage for a year?”

She saw him start to rise out of his seat.  

Grabbing his arm she pulled him back.  “Sit down.  We are talking and we will get nowhere if we do not talk this out.  Will we resolve it? Maybe not and you can run to your lawyer but we both at least have to try.  I love you too much not to try.”

He sat back down and did not say a word. “Give it a year.  Let me get this out of my system.  You would not be there so you would not see what happens and in fairness if you wanted to see someone you could.  I honestly believe that this will run its course in a few months. I want you and I want to be faithful but when you started this you tapped an urge in me I never knew I had and now I have to purge myself of it.  The only way to do that is to let it run its course.”

“No. I will not sit home on weekends while you are out with him doing who knows what.”

“You do not have to sit home on weekends.  You can see other people,” she said.

“Cheryl you just do not get it.  I don’t want to see other people.  This was something we were going to do together and now it has spiraled out of control.  I made a huge mistake by not realizing this might lead to something like this and I am sorry.  I was so wrong but I will not continue like this.  Why can’t you just give Kirk up?”

Touching his arm she replied, “That’s just it Scott.  This has nothing to do with Kirk.  If it was not him it would be some other guy like him.  I don’t even think it is about the sex although I do enjoy it.  It is about a need to be controlled and dominated.  And you are right. You could never do the kinds of things that Kirk or someone like him does.  You love me too much and it is not in your nature.  That is why I love you so much.”

“Cheryl that is just not good enough.  It is either you stop the games or we need to separate.”

They sat for a long time not saying anything before Cheryl spoke again.  “You know Scott, if one of us had a drinking problem, a gambling problem or something else like that we would not even be having this conversation.  Neither of us would abandon the other because of some addiction or medical issue.  If I were bi-polar or had a mental issue you would never leave me.  I am not saying this to manipulate you.  I honestly think this is something I have to kick and cannot do it cold turkey.  I need you with me or I am not sure where it will lead me.  If keeping you means I have to tell you I will stop then I will tell you that even though I am pretty sure I cannot keep that promise.”

Scott stood and walked out of the room and this time Cheryl did not try to stop him.

                  **************

Scott was lost and could not decide what to do.  He had no one to talk to about this.  His normal friends did not know anything about the swinging and their swinging friends all had ulterior motives.  This was a decision he had to make on his own.

Cheryl had made some good points during their discussion.  He had gotten her into this situation and tapped this need within her.  She never would have started down this path if he had not pushed her.  She had warned him and he just would not listen.  Was it fair to walk away and leave her?  She was also on point that if this were a drinking or drug problem leaving would not even be a consideration.  Was this the same thing but just happened to be sex.  No he thought, not sex but submissiveness. It was just manifested sexually because that is the ultimate submission.  Was he focusing on how it made him feel and pride as opposed to what she needed to kick this thing.  He was not a cuckold weak guy who could be manipulated.  This sounded like hogwash in his head and just a way to rationalize away what he knew he needed to do.  It was Thursday before he made a decision.  From work he text Cheryl and told her they needed to talk and to meet him at the bench.

                  **************

Scott could see she was already sitting on the bench as he was walking up the beach.  She slid over as he sat down. “How long have you been here,” he asked?

“About an hour.  I wanted time to prepare myself for whatever you decide.  Better be glad to because there was an old couple sitting here and I glared at them until they got up and left,” she said trying to lighten the mood.

He tried to smile but just could not manage it.  

He decided to get it out and be done with it but before he could speak Cheryl began.

“Scott I want you to know that whatever you decide I will do my best to abide by your wishes.  If you decide against it I wish I could tell you I would never do it again but all I can do is try to never disappoint you.  Scott I love you and want to grow old and play with our grandkids together.  I just hope I am strong enough to make that happen,” she said as she began crying.

Scott looked at her for a moment wondering if this was an act and then chastised himself.  She had not changed that much.  She was not trying to manipulate him and was really struggling with this.

“Cheryl I love you too.  I am one of the lucky people who found the right person early and my commitment to you has never wavered.  I cannot tell you how this is going to turn out but I really thought about what you said and have come to a decision.”  He paused before continuing.  “I am not willing to commit to waiting a year and see if this runs its course.  I have no desire to meet other women. I will not commit to an open marriage.”

Cheryl’s heart sank.  Not because she did not want to do what Scott wanted but she was not sure that she would not fail.   All she could do was try to stay out of situations where it might happen.  She started to speak but Scott interrupted her.

“Let me finish,” he said.  “I do think this is something you will have to fight and I have been trying to think of the best way to proceed.  It is kind of like Susan, you know when she wanted to date that thug when she was in high school.”

Cheryl did remember.  The guy was no good and they had been told he hung out with some of the local gang types.  They had struggled with how to handle it.  In the end they decided to let it run its course figuring if they forbade it she would just be pushed into it more.  It was a risk that turned out well when Susan had dumped him when he tried to get her involved with people she was not comfortable with.

“Here is what I am willing to do,” Scott continued.  “First I am not committing to anything because, like you I am not sure I can fulfill that promise.  Secondly I am willing to stand by you as long as I can while you try to overcome this problem.  Thirdly I will give you the party at Brain and Maria’s each month to indulge in this until you can quit all together. Before you think you have a total free pass let me tell you I am not sure if I can last a month or a year but this is not open ended.  At some point you are going to have to choose.  I am just willing to try to help you kick this because I do think it is a mental disease concerning submission and not really about the sex.”

Cheryl could not believe what she had heard.  She was so grateful for his willingness to help her with this issue.  “Scott, thank you so much for understanding.  I appreciate your sacrifice and I will make a commitment to you.  I will try to kick this thing and learn to control it.  I will never lie to you or do something behind your back.  I love you Scott.”

They sat for a moment and then she added, “Scott I do want to warn you.  When I am with him, in that environment I do things that I am ashamed of.  I will do anything he asks.  At the party the other night I knew what I was doing upset you but I could not stop.  Worse it felt good and excited me.  How hurting the man I love most could make me feel like that I cannot explain but it did.”

Scott felt uneasy with this revelation but his resolve did not waiver.  He had thought about this and was convinced it was a mental issue.  “Do you think it would help if you got counseling?”

“I don’t know but if you want me to I will gladly go.  I really want to kick this and make our home whole again.”

Scott decided he would try to find a good doctor and see if he thought if counseling would help.  Taking Cheryl’s hand they walked back down the beach looking for a place to eat.

                 ****************

Cheryl did not go to the party that weekend and did not mention it the next month either.  Scott began to hope that maybe his willingness to accommodate her problem had helped her get over it.  He had resisted the urge to check her cell phone or e-mails because he just did not want to live like that.  He would try to give her some rope and hopefully she would hit the ground before she hung herself.

It was the next month that she fell off the wagon.  Scott could tell she was trying to bring something up when she finally said, “I have a surprise for you babe.  I bought tickets to the Georgia/LSU game for you and John this Saturday.  I know you two have not gotten to spend much time together and I remember how you used to love to take him to the ball games.  I have a flight for you Friday after you get off work and coming back on Sunday.  He will pick you up at the airport.”

Scott was excited.  It had been a long time since he and his son had gotten to a game.  “Thank you,” he said as he hugged her.  “Why aren’t you coming with us?  I hate for you to sit here all weekend bored.”  As he said it her face told him everything he needed to know.  She would not be sitting home bored.  “Maybe this is not a good idea.  I am not sure I should be out of town when you are down there.”

“I will be fine,” Cheryl replied.  “Brian and Maria will be there and it will be no different than when we used to go. Please baby.  I would feel so much better knowing you are having fun.”

Scott felt little comfort that Brian and Maria would be there and he doubted he would enjoy the game but it was still better than sitting here brooding.  

Thursday night Cheryl packed everything for Scott so he could leave straight from work for his 5:05pm flight.  He could see the excitement in her eyes and wished it was for him but he knew better.  He vowed not to call once he left for work not wanting to know what was happening.

                 *****************

Cheryl was excited despite feeling guilty.  She had been talking with Maria and even Kirk every since she and Scott had agreed she could see them.  She made no effort to hide it but had not noticed Scott making any effort to monitor what she did.  The party this weekend was kind of a welcome back for her after being gone for a while.  It had been over 3 months since Cheryl had played and she could barely contain herself.  




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 06



She had agreed to come down Friday and spend the night.  She and Maria could spend Saturday on the beach before the party and then she would come home Sunday before Scott’s flight landed.  She had deliberately got his return flight for early afternoon so she would have plenty of time.

After Scott left for work Cheryl took a shower and shaved her legs and pussy leaving a landing strip that she knew Kirk liked.  Despite having just showered she took a long bubble bath and relaxed as she thought about this weekend.  She had already prepared an overnight bag with enough clothes to last and had purposely kept it in the guest bedroom where Scott would not see it.  She did not want to throw it in his face that she would be at the party.  

She struggled with a desire to jump in the car and leave early.  Instead she went to the grocery store and got things she knew Scott enjoyed so she could spoil him next week.  She knew he was sacrificing and wanted to do as much for him in return as she could.

Once that was done she grabbed her bags and headed to St. Augustine.  Brian answered the door with a huge smile and hugged her.  “Maria is at the store getting supplies,” he said.  “Come on in and let me take a look at you.”

Taking her bag he led her upstairs putting her bags into the guest bedroom.  Cheryl sat on the bed and gave him a mischievous smile.  Brian knew her well enough to know what was on her mind and took advantage of it.  Walking over he stood in front of her.  “Are you ready for the fun this weekend,” he asked?

“I am sooooo ready.”

“Then show me what you do best.  Give me a taste of what you plan to be doing all weekend,” he said firmly.

Cheryl, already falling into her submissive role reached out and pulled his shorts down exposing his hardening cock.  Leaning forward she began sucking his dick and he sighed with satisfaction.  After a few minutes he stopped her and pulled her to her feet.  “Strip for me,” he said as he moved onto the bed.

Cheryl began to remove her clothes as Brian leaned back slowly jerking his cock as he watched.  Once she was nude she crawled up on the bed and began sucking his cock again.  Leaning down Brian pinched her nipples making her eyes water.  “I had almost forgotten what a slut you were Cheryl.  Suck my fucking cock.  I want to be the first of many loads you will take this weekend.”

Cheryl increased her pace until Brian could not hold back.  As he began to cum he grabbed the back of her head and forced her to take his entire length down.  His cum filled Cheryl’s mouth and began escaping around his cock.  Brian finally let her up and she licked her lips and smiled at him.  This was going to be a great weekend.

                 ****************

Cheryl was sitting on the deck with Maria that evening enjoying the sounds of the waves and smoking a joint when Brian came out.  Cheryl had talked with Maria a lot about her new situation with Scott but she and Brian had not spoken about it.  He knew they were in an uneasy period and he did not want to do anything this weekend to upset the delicate balance.

“How is Scott holding up,” he asked?  “Maria and I wish it had worked out that he was still comfortable joining the fun.”

“He is not happy with our arrangement but willing to indulge me,” she said.  She had not told Maria everything and had no intention of letting anyone in on the actual details.  All she had said was Scott wanted to get out of the lifestyle and she was still interested in playing.  She did not let them know they both felt she had an issue with a need to be submissive.

“Well we are both glad he is willing to let you play without him.  It sounds like you have him under your thumb.  That is a good thing for you,” he said smiling.

“Sounds like you have the best of both worlds,” agreed Maria.  “He can sit home and do the dishes while you get satisfied elsewhere.”

Cheryl did not like the tone but did not want to start the weekend off on a bad note.  She needed this weekend so she did not reply and let the comment hang in the air.  Maria and Brian had agreed that it was best not to get to crazy this weekend and upset the delicate balance but they did have one little surprise for Cheryl.  They continue to talk and Maria asked if she would like some ecstacy. Brian retrieved the drugs and Cheryl and Maria both took the pill with their drinks.  After they took the pills Brian once again disappeared.  Half an hour later he reappeared with a surprise for Cheryl.

“Hey beautiful,” Kirk said as he walked onto the deck.

Cheryl was surprised to see him.  She had thought tonight would just be Maria and Brian but she was thrilled with the addition of Kirk to the mix.

“Kirk, this is a nice surprise.  I did not know you were dropping by tonight,” Cheryl said.

“When I heard you were back to partying and were coming down a night early I asked if I could join you,” he said as Cheryl stood to hug him.  “You get sexier every time I see you.”

“Thanks,” she said as snuggled up to him.  She was high and horny and he immediately got her juices flowing.

Though Brian and Maria had agreed to tread lightly Kirk had no such thoughts.  He felt he had the advantage and he intended to take advantage of it.	 “How is Scotty doing,” he asked using what he thought was a childish name for him?

Cheryl totally missed the slight and replied, “He is fine.  He flew up to Atlanta to meet our son this weekend.  They are going to the Georgia game.”

“So I have you until?????”

“Until Sunday, I need to be home by noon,” she said as she sat back down in her chair.

The four talked for another hour before they headed upstairs for the night.  Walking into the master bedroom the men sat on the bed while Maria and Cheryl began kissing and slowly undressing each other.  When they were both naked Maria led Cheryl to the bed and laid her down across it by the men.  Cheryl was completely compliant to whatever Maria was doing.  Maria straddled Cheryl’s face but did not lower herself onto Cheryl’s eager tongue.  Reaching down she grabbed Cheryl’s legs and pulled them back exposing her pussy to the men.  “Our slut is back.” she said to Kirk and Brian with a smile.  They all looked at Cheryl and she smiled acceptance of her role in their little group.  Kirk positioned himself between Cheryl’s legs and rubbed his cock up and down her slit sliding in briefly.  Cheryl groaned. 

“Miss us baby,” Maria asked Cheryl?

“Yes,” she replied breathlessly.  

“Is that what you are?  Our slut?

“Yes. Please,” she pleaded.  “It has been too long.”

“What about Scotty,” Kirk asked derisively?

Cheryl did not reply and was confused by the question.  She did not want to talk about Scott.  It made her uncomfortable but she needed what was about to happen.  When she did not reply Kirk pulled his cock back so he was no longer touching her.  “What about Scotty,” he asked again.  

What Maria had said flashed into her mind and she replied, “He can stay home and do the dishes.”

Kirk laughed as he plunged his cock into Cheryl.  

                ********************

Cheryl got home Sunday at noon as she had planned.  She felt satisfied and was not suffering any hangover from the partying.  She had a great time and Saturday night had been like a normal party.  Friday was actually more satisfying than Saturday but she had a great time both nights.  Friday she had been fucked and DP’d most of the night as Brian and Kirk enjoyed her body.  When they were not fucking her she was playing with Maria. Finally around 5am she and Kirk had retired to their bedroom and slept until noon.  It felt odd waking up in Kirk’s bed but she enjoyed snuggling up with him as he lay sleeping.

Saturday she and Kirk played with another couple but did not get into the dom/sub side of their usual play. The other couple was pretty new to the lifestyle and they did not want to get to extreme and scare them off. Cheryl enjoyed it but it was not what really got her off.  She could do that with Scott.

Scott pulled into the driveway a few minutes after 4pm and sat in the car for a few minutes.  Cheryl stood at the window watching him feeling a pang of guilt.  When he finally got out of the car and walked to the door she could tell he was tired and she had the feeling he had not sleep well.

She opened the door and smiled at him, “Hey baby.  I am so glad you are back.”  She meant it.  She was ready to spend time with him after her debauchery over the weekend.  “Did you enjoy the game?”

Scott looked at her and then brushed by her without speaking.  He went upstairs and dropped his bags onto the floor and walked into the bathroom.  Turning on the shower he stripped and stepped in.  Cheryl followed him into the bathroom and leaned against the sink.  “Are you ok,” she asked?

“I am fine.  The game was fine.  John was fine.”  

She could see him sitting on the bench that was built into the shower.  Without asking she stripped and stepped into the shower with him.  Looking at him she said, “I love you Scott.  I know this weekend was hard.  Thank you for letting me go.”

Scott looked at her.  She was beautiful and despite himself he could feel his cock coming to life.  His mind was running wild with visions of what may have happened this weekend.  He had always enjoyed watching Cheryl play and his cock continued to harden as scenes ran through his head.  Cheryl noticed his growing cock and slowly turned around so he could see her ass and slowly sank onto him.  Scott did nothing to stop her and allowed her to do all of the work until he flooded her pussy with a huge load of cum.  

Feeling him shrink within her she stood and turned around to face him again.  “Welcome home baby.”

               ****************

Over the next 3 months Scott and Cheryl fell into a routine.  Scott tried to spoil her and make their time together as fantastic as he could.  He did not ask about the weekends hoping that by not pressing she would tire of the new arrangement with Kirk. He could not have been more wrong.  The sex was getting more degrading and Cheryl wanted more.  She felt things at home had settled into something comfortable and she and Scott enjoyed each other more than ever.  She had come to believe this might be good for their marriage and rationalized that Scott must be getting off thinking about what she was doing.  

Initially she had never hidden anything from Scott but was discreet about taking calls from her other friends.  Over the last few weeks however she had become less cautious and Scott had overheard her several times talking about things that had happened. 	 	

On Monday evening before the next party Cheryl surprised Scott with a weekend in Vegas.  As usual she booked his flight to leave Friday but it was a little earlier than normal and he would get back Sunday giving her a full weekend with her friends.  

Scott was silent for a few moments before asking, “Cheryl I have not ask anything about your weekends but do you see this coming to an end soon?  When I agreed to this it was with the hope that you would tire of everything and we could get back to a normal life.  Why don’t we add you to this itinerary and you come with me?”

“Baby this is working out well for us.  We enjoy each other even more after our weekends apart.  No one is getting hurt.  Go win us some money and find yourself a pretty cocktail waitress.  I cannot bail out at the last minute.”

Realizing he would not persuade her to change her mind he took the ticket and went upstairs.  On Friday he took his bags that Cheryl packed for him and headed for the office.  His plan was not working as he had hoped and he felt he would need to bring things to a head soon.  He was not sure how to make that happen but he was going to start developing a plan.

                 ***************

Cheryl had been a little surprised when Scott hesitated concerning what she now considered their weekend apart.  Things were working so well and there was no way she was going to miss this weekend.  Scott did not realize that the party had been canceled and she was going with Brian and Maria to Tampa to spend the weekend with Kirk.  Kirk wanted to take Cheryl to some of the sex clubs and the only way they could do it was to cancel the house party.  

Kirk had been irritated when Cheryl would not take an extra weekend but true to her word she was limiting her second life to one weekend a month.  

Kirk enjoyed having her as his personal toy and it was time for her to decide which she wanted more.  He had already decided he was going to press the issue and force her into deciding.  He was very confident that she would not give up her time with him regardless of what it cost her. He never missed an opportunity to disparage Scott in front of her and was particularly harsh when they were having sex. He had almost convince Cheryl that Scott enjoyed the new arrangement and that she should expose him to what they did and her desires.  

Cheryl left at noon and drove to Brian and Maria’s.  Within half an hour they were on the road headed to Tampa arriving shortly after 5pm.  Kirk had gotten them a nice hotel suite that had two bedrooms with a shared dining area and living room.  They checked in and the ladies started getting ready for the big night.  

Kirk arrived at seven to have a drink with Brian as they waited for the ladies to finish dressing.  They were going to have dinner at the hotel so the ladies could come back up and get ready for the club.

Cheryl was very excited as she dressed.  She and Kirk had always met at Brian and Maria’s but this was more like a date.  They took the elevator down to the lobby holding hands like a normal couple.  Cheryl felt like she was really cheating and it heightened the excitement she already felt.  

Kirk had made sure he turned her cell phone off and dropped it in the pocket of her luggage to insure she did not get a message from Scott.  He had reserved a romantic table and when they sat he took his cell phone out and made a big show of taking photos of Brian and Maria.  Maria naturally offered to take photos of Kirk and Cheryl and snapped several including one of the two kissing.

They had a wonderful dinner and Kirk told them all about the club they would be going to afterwards.  It was a place called the Pleasure Palace and it was known for having no limits.  It was BYOB and alcohol and drugs were forbidden in the areas where sex took place.  That was overcome by a door between the side of the building used for sex and the bar area.  

They headed back upstairs so the ladies could get into outfits more appropriate for the type of club they were going to.  As the men sat on the balcony Kirk took out his phone and text a few photos to Scott.  That should set things in motion.

                  ***************

Scott had arrived in Vegas and checked in to the MGM Grand. He took a quick nap and then headed down to the casino to play some blackjack.  He was not really paying attention to his play but was still breaking even.  His mind was on his situation when his phone buzzed.  

Stepping away from the table he looked at the text he had just received.  He recognized the number and the man in the photos.  It was Kirk and Cheryl at a romantic looking dinner and in the last one they were kissing.  He assumed the waitress had taken the photo.  There was a message also.

“Having a great time,” it said.

Scott was stunned.  He knew Cheryl went down on Friday and spent the night at Brian and Maria’s then attended the party on Saturday.  He assumed Kirk and Cheryl had decided to go to dinner since the party was not until the next night.  This bothered him more than the sex.  Were they developing a relationship outside of sex?  Did Cheryl realize the text had been sent?  Had Kirk accidently sent it to a wrong number?

Scott wanted to respond but could not think of what to say.  It was good he was speechless because as he thought about it he decided he did not want to respond.  If Kirk had accidently sent it to him then he did not want to tip his hand.  

Collecting his chips he went to the cash cage to cash out.  He went out to the pool and sat thinking about what he was going to do.

                   ***************

Cheryl had never been to an actual sex club and had no idea what to expect.  When they first got there Kirk bought a membership and paid the additional cover charge.  They went into the club and walked over to the bar where they turned in their Grey Goose and had the bartender fix them all a drink.  

The club appeared to be very similar to a normal club with the exception of the way people were dressed.  The women all had on very revealing outfits and had no problem with being groped on the dance floor.  They picked a table in the back so they could see the dance floor and Kirk and Brian took turns going to get drinks.  While Kirk was gone on his last trip to get drinks Brian gave the ladies some “X” which they took with the remainder of the drink they still had.

Kirk was gone longer than they anticipated and Cheryl and Maria decided to hit the dance floor.  They were feeling great and the beat of the music along with the drugs loosened any inhibitions they had.  As they danced and groped each other Cheryl noticed Kirk still at the bar talking to some men.  Each of the men handed something to Kirk that looked like a sheet of paper. As she watched he pointed at Cheryl and Maria.  

Feeling slutty she made a show of kissing Maria and fondling her tits for everyone to see.  Maria gladly participated and gently pulled Cheryl’s head back by her hair and pulled the dress off of her shoulder’s to expose her tits to everyone.  

Maria had noticed Kirk also and as she looked at him he turned and said something to his friends.  One of the men said something back and Kirk once again turned to look at Maria.  He nodded to her and Maria reached down and pulled Cheryl’s dress up and her panties to the side exposing her cunt to the men at the bar.  As she did she whispered in Cheryl’s ear and Cheryl opened her eyes and looked at Kirk.  

Maria released her hair and Cheryl straightened her clothes and walked over to Kirk.  “Hey baby,” he said.  “Having fun?”

“Yes,” she replied rather meekly.

“The guys did not get a good look at you from so far away.  Show them what they will be enjoying in the back area later.”

Cheryl slid her tits out for them men to see and one of the reached over and pinched her nipple.  She knew what they were thinking and her pussy was dripping with anticipation. “Tell you what baby.  Take your panties off and give them to whoever you want to have you first tonight,” Kirk said loudly so everyone around could hear.  Brian and Maria had walked up and Maria knelt down and pulled Cheryl’s panties down so she could step out of them.  She handed them to Cheryl and in turn she handed them to Kirk.

“It is your choice baby.  You are in charge,” she said as she rubbed his cock.  

“I think it is time for a couple of shots before we retire to the back rooms.  Tom, break out the Padron I brought,” he said to the bartender.  “Shots for everyone who wants to fuck my little slave girl tonight.”

The little group including the four additional men took the shots and clinked glasses.  As soon as they finished Kirk asked for another round.  As he did one of the men leaned in and said something to him.  Kirk thought a moment, said something back and then shook his head in agreement.  Turning to Cheryl he took her hand and placed it in the man’s hand who led her out of the bar and into the parking lot to his car.  

They got in and the man produced some cocaine and laid out two lines before handing a tube to Cheryl.  She knew exactly what to do and snorted the first line before pausing and then doing the second.  The man put the drugs away and reached over and pulled Cheryl’s tits out of her dress.  




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 06



She knew Kirk had agreed to this so she made no move to stop him.  As he played with her tits he pulled her head into his lap and Cheryl undid his pants and pulled his cock out.  He did not last long and as he came he pulled Cheryl’s mouth off of his cock. He made sure he got cum in Cheryl’s hair per Kirk’s instructions so everyone would know what had happened.  Zipping up he walked around and opened her door for her.  Cheryl looked in the mirror and noticed the cum that had gotten in her hair and started to clean it off but the man stopped her.

“Kirk wants to be able to confirm you treated me well,” he said.

Realizing what he was saying she made no attempt to clean herself up and got out of the car.  As they walked back into the bar it was evident what she had done and people smiled at her.  What did they expect she thought to herself, this is a sex club.  The man took her back to the bar where everyone was waiting.  Kirk nodded at the man with approval and they all moved toward the door to the back.

Kirk gave a brief tour to Cheryl, Maria and Brian showing them the theme rooms in the back before taking them to the room he was interested in.  The room was larger than the other rooms and had couches on either side as well as a mirror along the back.  In the middle was a swing hanging from the ceiling. 

“We have arrived,” Kirk said as he turned to the small group.  “Maria, help Cheryl get ready.”  

Kirk had already talked to Brian and Maria about what would happen and Maria knew exactly what to do.  The men sat on the couch as the women began to kiss and take off what little they had on.  Once they were naked they each got on their knees in front of one of the couches.  The men pulled out their cocks and the ladies moved from one to the other sucking their cocks and getting them hard.  

Photos and videos were prohibited in the open rooms but in the private rooms as long as everyone agreed the club was lenient.  Kirk took out his phone and began to video Cheryl sucking the cock’s one after other.

Between the alcohol and the drugs Cheryl was out of her head with lust and the men were taking advantage of it.  She gagged several times as they fucked her face and when they let her up she would smile and ask for more.  Kirk was enjoying the scene in front of him and as he took the video he spoke to Cheryl.

“Hey baby.  Enjoying those cocks?”

Cheryl looked at him and then the camera and felt a brief hesitation before smiling at him.  “You know I am.  And anything else you want me to do I will enjoy.”

“What do you think Scotty would think of his pretty little wife sucking all these cocks?”

Again Cheryl hesitated before replying.  “He has no say in the matter.  When I am with you baby you are in charge.”

“Good because we have just begun to defile you tonight.”

When he said this Cheryl could feel her cunt spasm and she knew she would do anything he asked.  He stepped around the end of the couch and took her arm helping her to her feet.  

Leading her to the swing he helped her get in and then spread her legs to the loops that would hold them apart.  Sliding back her head rested on a sling slightly lower than her feet and tilted back. Once she was positioned and comfortable Kirk turned to Maria who had a stepped into a harness with a large dildo.  

Maria was just as high and as usual the drugs cause her to be very dominant and nasty.  “Ready bitch,” she said as she stepped between Cheryl’s legs?  “Let’s show these guys how to fuck.”  She rubbed the dildo against Cheryl’s pussy and felt her quiver with anticipation.  She took no mercy as she slid the dildo into Cheryl’s cunt stretching it around the device.  

The men loved the scene and took turns visiting the sling where Cheryl’s head rested.  “Kirk where did you find this whore,” one asked?  “Is there anything she will not do if you tell her to?  

Laughing Kirk replied, “Not a thing.  If you can think of it she will do it if I ask her to.” 

“Have her take that dildo up the ass.  There is nothing I like more than an ass whore,” the man replied.

Kirk nodded at Maria and she slid out of Cheryl’s pussy and got some lube for Cheryl’s ass.  As the men continued to encourage her Maria slid the dildo into Cheryl’s ass stretching her and making her cum again.  She started fucking her ass as the men continue to talk.

“She is married and her husband knows?”

“He is a pussy.  I would be willing to bet he cleans her cunt when I take her home,” Kirk bragged although he had never dropped Cheryl off when Scott was home. 

Maria felt Cheryl shudder when the guys were talking about Scott and knew it made excited her.  She could not help but add her two cents worth. “That is about the only thing he can do is eat her sloppy cunt,” she said.  “He has a little dick that she cannot even feel once we are finished with her.  Isn’t that right Cheryl?” 

Cheryl did not reply until Kirk spoke up.  “Answer her cunt.  Does Scotty have a little dick?”

“Yes,” she moaned.  “I cannot even feel it.”

“Is she ready Maria,” Kirk asked.

“Yes.  She is ready for their cocks.  All stretched out.” 

“Gentlemen my whore is ready for you to use.  I don’t want her to be able to walk once you are finished,” he said and threw the panties he had gotten earlier to one of the guys.

Kirk had been recording everything and as the men took turns fucking Cheryl she came several times.  At times she almost passed out from the sensations and exhaustion of being used. When the men tired Maria stepped in and continued the abuse taking Cheryl’s ass and cunt with the large dildo as the men encouraged her. 

Cheryl was covered in cum and her pussy was swollen and red and finally she could take no more.  Kirk recognized this and he and Brian helped Cheryl from the swing gathering her clothes.

Despite the club rules they walked Cheryl out into the bar area naked and covered with the loads of the many men she had.  Although exhausted Cheryl was embarrassed and humiliated as she was paraded in front of the people still in the club.  Finally they helped her into her clothes and left the building.  They were back at the hotel shortly after 4am and the lobby was empty when they took the ladies up and put them to bed.

The intent was to go to the club again the next night but Cheryl was in no shape for another night at the club. Instead they had dinner and stayed at the hotel.  Brian and Kirk played with Maria and Cheryl joined in but was not the center of attention. 

Kirk recorded everything although he did not send anything else to Scott.  He was surprised there had been no reaction from the first text and wanted to wait for Scott to make the next move.



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 06



As we looked over the menu, I felt Jeff's hand land softly on my leg. I looked at him and smiled and spread my legs a few inches to give him permission to play. I suspected Julie was making a similar gambit for Bob's thigh, but the tablecloth hid her hand from my view. Jeff's hand made gentle circles on my inner thigh as it moved upwards toward the hem of my dress. I felt myself quiver from his touch and my nipples got hard again. I could feel them pressing against the thin material of my dress. I spread my legs a bit further to encourage Jeff to go for the gold, but he was in no hurry. He wanted to tease me slowly and I loved every moment of it.

Our waiter returned to take our orders and Jeff kept up his stroking. I was sure that our waiter could see what Jeff was doing on my leg, but he had probably seen public displays of affection plenty of time and he never gave a clue. He just took our orders and said "Merci" as he left the table. 

With his departure, Jeff slid his hand under my dress and close to my pussy. I made sure he had plenty of space to do his work by spreading my legs a bit further. I could feel my dress slide towards my hips and as I glanced towards my lap, I saw Jeff's fingers lightly flit the edges of my pussy. I looked at his face and he was smiling back at me with a confident grin. I felt a quick rush in my pussy as a burst of my nectar lubricated my cunt. As it moistened his fingers, he looked at me and said, "I have been wondering what you taste like." He pulled his hand from my lap and stuck two fingers beneath his nose. He inhaled the aroma of my womanhood and smiled as he stuck first one finger than another into his mouth and tasted my juices. "Magnificent!" he pronounced. "Subtle but pungent. Strong but not overpowering. Julie, my dear, I think we have made a marvelous find. And you," he continued, turning to me. "You are a rare jewel. You have beauty that goes beyond your amazing body. You have a sexuality and adventurousness that is a rare gift and you have a wonderful husband who cherishes and empowers you. Do you have any idea how special that makes you?"

I felt myself glow from his compliments as I looked at Bob and gave him a loving smile. "I am just starting to grasp what a wonderful gift we have discovered in each other," I said, turning to Jeff. I have had several mind-blowing experiences in the past month, but tonight is somehow different and even more exciting. Please don't stop what you were doing to me. I want your fingers inside me. Actually, what I really want is to impale myself on your cock, but I think that's going to have to wait until later."

I turned to Julie and said, "And there's something else I want. I want to taste you and explore your pussy and your clit ring. It has me fascinated and I find myself wondering what it would be like to get one."

Julie smiled at me and pulled her dress off her tits to show me the silver barbells that pierced each nipple. "You were so focused on my clit ring that I forgot to show you these," she said.

I felt my body shudder as I looked at her pierced nipples. My nipples are so sensitive that the thought of piercing them sent a rush of fear through me. "Don't they hurt?" I asked.

"They hurt like hell the moment they were inserted, but that moment lasted only a few seconds. Once the piercing was in place, the pain disappeared in a day or so and now all I have to deal with is the pleasure." She turned to Bob and said, "Would you like to touch? Silly me, of course you want to touch! Go ahead. Jeff will keep his eye out for approaching trouble."

As she said that, I realized why we had a corner table, and I realized that this experience was not at all new for them. I saw Bob reach his hand toward Julie's left nipple and start to play gently with it. As Bob touched her, I could see the impact of his touch on her body. Her whole chest heaved as he first touched her, and as he kept it up, her eyes started to glaze over and her mouth fell open. Her breathing got heavier and her right hand moved to her right breast and started tweaking her other nipple. I couldn't resist the temptation to join the fun as my left hand fell to her lap and moved quickly to her pussy. I started playing with her clit ring and Julie gasped again. "Oh fuck, that feels so good," she moaned.

Jeff spotted our waiter returning to our table and said, "Incoming, folks." Bob let go of Julie's nipple and she covered herself up just as the waiter arrived at our table with the first course of our meal. He was sporting a sly grin that suggested he knew exactly what was happening at the corner table while he was away, but other than his grin, he didn't have any apparent reaction to our playfulness. As he refilled our wine glasses, I could see that he was sporting a woody, and he did take his time pouring the wine for Julie and me. 

I decided to have some fun with him, so I asked, "Could we please have some more of your wonderful bread?"

"Of course, Madame," he said with a bow. He took our breadbasket and disappeared into the kitchen. 

While he was gone, I turned to Julie and said, "Let's have some fun." I loosened the laces on the top of my dress so that my nipples were easily visible. Julie grinned and adjusted the top of her dress so that her nipples were almost visible and she pulled up the hem of her dress so that her pussy just peeked out. Our waiter returned with the bread and I looked at him and thanked him and asked him to refill my water glass. I held it up for him, but managed to let it slip out of my hands and spill on my chest.

"Oh, shit!" I said as the cold water hit my mostly naked chest. 

Our waiter sprung to action by quickly pulling a napkin from an empty table nearby. He offered it to me and I started patting my chest with it. The laces that held the top of my dress together came undone and my dress popped off my left breast. The water had soaked my lap, so I took the napkin and started patting my legs with it. I spread my lets to get to the water that had soaked me and my pussy came clearly into view. I feigned being so focused on drying myself off that I was unaware of what I was showing, but somehow I am sure that our waiter was not tricked. He did, however, go along with the charade as he offered me another napkin. I looked up at him to thank him, and then let my eyes fall on the large bulge in his trousers. I looked down at my bare chest and exposed pussy and laughed. "I'm sorry. Did I do that to you?" I asked looking straight at his hard on.

"Oui, Madame," he said with a blush. "I am so sorry to have embarrassed you." 

"Entirely my fault," I said to him with a laugh as I pulled my dress down and tightened my laces. 

Throughout this little charade, Julie had kept her cool and just watched it unfold. Her piercings were still just peeking out from her dress. Our waiter turned to her and asked, "Would the lady like her water refilled as well?"

Julie smiled at him and held up her water glass in her left hand which had the effect of pulling her dress off her nipple. She saw our waiter's glance fall on her breast and she quickly pulled her dress in place as the waiter filled her glass.

"Thank you," she said to the waiter with a bit of feigned embarrassment.

"Entirely my pleasure, Madame," replied the waiter as he turned away, the bulge in his pants even bigger now. 

I noticed that he headed towards the restrooms which were in the opposite direction from the kitchen, so I said to Julie, "Don't you have to go to the little girl's room, Julie?"

She immediately took the hint as Bob and Jeff slid out of the booth to let us out. "We will be back in a few minutes," I said to both of them with a wicked grin. "We have some business to finish." 

I told Julie my plan as we headed towards the restrooms. She went into the women's room but I kept going and walked right into the men's room where our waiter was standing in front of a urinal with his cock in hand. He saw me enter and tried to put his cock away, but I said, "Don't you dare hide that lovely toy." I walked right up to him with all the confidence I could muster and took his cock in my hand and said, "Come with me." Holding onto his cock, I dragged him from the men's room to the lady's room where Julie was waiting for him. Her dress was hiked up to her waist and she was playing with her pussy. There was a small sitting bench against one wall and I headed for it, still towing our waiter by his pecker. I sat down and pulled his cock into my mouth as deeply as I could. Julie sat down next to me and unfastened his pants. She pulled his trousers down and then his undershorts, requiring that I let go of his cock for a brief moment, and then she started to play with his balls. She put her face next to mine and grabbed his cock as I pulled it out and together we sucked him off. He held on for a few moments and then let go in a big rush of cum. I caught some of it in my mouth, but most of it landed on my face and Julie's. Together we licked his cock clean and then faced each other and licked the cum off each other's face. 

When we had finished licking each other, I said to our waiter, "Thank you for sharing, sweetie. If you feel recharged after our desert, let us know. 

He looked at me, then at Julie and said with no more fake French accent. "Wow, you ladies are off the chart hot. Thanks! I had better get back to my job, though or I will be in trouble." He pulled up his pants and left as Julie and I turned to each other and burst into laughter. We fell into each other's arms as we giggled, and just hugged each other; but rather than letting go of each other, we pulled each other closer. I pulled my head back so I could see her face and she stared back at me. We just looked at each other for a few moments and then our faces moved towards each other and our lips met in a kiss that quickly became a passionate lip lock. I felt her tongue exploring my mouth and I tongued her back. Our kiss lasted for a full minute before we came up for air.

"Wow," said Julie. "You are amazing. I have had lots of wild experiences, but you are taking me places I have never been before."

"I feel the same way," I replied. "And we have to make a choice right now. We can keep this up right now or go back to our table and try to eat our dinner. All I know is that I want to eat you and taste you so much I can't think of anything else."

"You're right," said Julie. "I feel the same way, but I want to include Bob and Jeff in our fun. Let's pull ourselves together and finish dinner and then go back to the hotel and party."

"It's a deal," I said to her as I pulled her mouth towards mine for another kiss. As our kiss ended, we just looked at each for several moments and then burst out giggling again. Julie reached for my pussy and ran her finger into my sopping cunt and then sucked it into her mouth. I did the same with her and we left the rest room arm in arm, sucking each other's pussy juices on our fingers.

As we returned to our tables, Bob and Jeff started to get out and I said to them, "No, let's switch places. I want you guys on the inside where we can have some fun with you. Besides, Julie and I are so hot for each other right now that we need you to keep us apart or we will never make it through dinner.

They slid together and we sat down next to them and Bob asked, "So what happened to our waiter?"

"We gave him a blowjob he won't forget," said Julie with a big grin. "This lady is amazing," she continued nodding towards me. "She followed him into the men's room and then dragged him by his cock into the lady's room where we double teamed his cock. Let's see what it does to our service tonight."

As if on cue, our waiter showed up with our dinners. He smiled at us but gave no clue about his recent adventure. He was all pro, and his French accent had returned as he asked if there would be anything else. 

"Only desert when we finish our dinners," I replied.

"Madame, desert will be compliments of the house tonight," he said with a grin and a wink. 

"Thank you, kind sir," I said to him, returning his wink. 

We attacked our food with passion. We were hungry for the food, but even hungrier for each other's bodies. It was a wonderful meal and we probably should have paid more attention to the magnificent presentation and the subtle blends of taste and texture that reflected the chef's talent; but Julie and I could not keep our eyes off each other as we ate.

"You girls didn't stop with just a blowjob, did you," Jeff asked us. 

"Well technically, we did, Julie replied. "But something snapped inside us as we were licking his cum off each other's face and I, for one, realized how much I want to have sex with Susan. I want to taste her pussy and feel her body as much as I have ever wanted another woman. No, more! But we decided to wait until we get back to the hotel so that you guys can be part of our fun."

Bob looked at me and tilted his head, as if waiting for my follow on comments. "What she said," I said. "I have had my pussy licked by that shoe salesgirl. Jessica, if I remember right. But what I felt with Julie is totally different. Jessica's tongue felt nice on my pussy, but with Julie, I feel this electric connection. It's as if we share some sort of primal bond, and I want to explore that so much that my whole body is shaking with anticipation."

"So you guys did have some personal fun, then?" asked Jeff. 

"No, we didn't. That's part of the anticipation," said Julie. "Here comes our waiter. Let's have desert and head back to our hotel before I explode. 

"Would Madame's and Monsieur like to have your plates cleared?" he asked. 

"Please," said Jeff. 

"May I recommend the Grand Marnier Soufflé for desert?" he asked. "It is the specialty of the house."

Jeff took a quick glance around the table and saw our heads nod and said, "Make it so, amigo. But please bring them as quickly as possible. These two women have something to finish and they are in a hurry."

Our waiter blushed at the reference, assuming that it was about our implied offer to see him again after desert. I looked up at him and said, "No sweetie, I'm afraid we will have to take a rain check on our earlier offer. Julie and I need to finish what we started after you left."

He looked a bit disappointed, but there was also a bit of relief in his voice as he said, "As the Madame's wish. The soufflés will be out momentarily." He turned and headed back towards the kitchen. 

A silence fell over our table as Julie and I looked at each other with a plethora of feelings churning inside us. I was feeling lust and desire, but I was also feeling fear and confusion. I had never felt this sort of attraction towards another person, even Bob; and that scared me. I love and cherish Bob and I don't want anything to happen to our relationship; but towards Julie, I felt an almost uncontrollable lust. I felt Bob in my heart, but I could feel Julie in my loins. I was literally quivering in anticipation of her touch. Bob and Jeff knew that something special was happening between Julie and me, but they were wise and mature enough not to try to guide, control or resist it. They just let it unfold. 

Our deserts arrived quickly and they were a taste treat of another order. The light soufflé had a Grand Marnier filling and a coating of melted chocolate and it was absolutely scrumptious. We finished our deserts way too rapidly and Jeff signaled for our check which also came quickly. He handed our waiter a credit card without even looking at the bill and our waiter returned a few moments later with the receipts for signing. Jeff left him a substantial tip as Julie and I got out of our seats and took a quick trip to the lady's room to freshen up. We bumped into our waiter as he was returning from the men's room and we spontaneously trapped him between us. We each gave him a quick kiss on his cheek and squeezed has balls and then let him go as we zipped into the lady's room.

"That was a bit weird," I said to Julie. We didn't talk about it before hand, but we acted together almost as if we had planned it."

"I know," said Julie. "Somehow I just knew what you wanted to do and I wanted it to. There was no thought process involved."

We turned to face each other and just looked into each other's eyes and a moment later we were locked in a passionate embrace. I felt her hand reach beneath my dress and her fingers pushing into my still soaking pussy and a moment later she was on her knees in front of me, licking and kissing my slit. I spread my legs so she could have better access to my cunt. I shuddered as I felt her tongue touch my clit and I put my own hands on my breasts and started stroking my nipples. 

I realized that I was going to have an orgasm soon if this kept up, and with that realization, the door opened and two middle aged women walked in. 

"Oh, pardon us," said one of the ladies as she stopped dead in her tracks. 

"No, pardon us," I replied with an embarrassed blush. Julie stood up and I pulled my dress down and we smiled at the two women as we rushed out of the room. 

Bob and Jeff were waiting for us near the front door and Bob asked us if we were OK as we hurried towards them. 

"Yes, we're fine. We just got caught in the act in the lady's room," I said to him. "We need to get back to the hotel before we explode."

We made our way to the car and I said, "If Julie and I sit in the back seat together, we will never make it back to the hotel. Bob, you sit back here with me. Maybe if I inhale your cock on the ride back, I will be able to keep my hands off Julie."

"Fine by me," said Bob. He opened the back door for me and the front door for Julie and then walked around to sit behind Jeff. He had is cock out of his pants by the time he got into the car and I went down on him as soon as he was seated. "Hold on there, Hot Lips," he said. "Let's at least get our seatbelts on."

I twisted around to hook my seatbelt behind me so that it wouldn't go off on the drive and then dove into Bob's lap again. I attacked his cock with a ferociousness that I had I had never felt before. I drove my head up and down on him as fast as I could move, taking him all the way down my throat in the process. Up front, I could hear Julie doing the same thing with Jeff. 

"Drive careful, Jeff," said Bob as I pounded on him.

"I will," said Jeff. "This is too much fun to let it end because I don't concentrate on my driving."

Jeff guided the car out of the parking lot and onto I-280 as Julie and I pounded away on our husbands. We were almost at the hotel when Bob said that he was about to cum. I took most of his cock out of my mouth as he shot his load so I could taste and smell his cum, and he gave me a mouthful. Up front, I heard Jeff groan as Julie brought him to a climax too. Somehow I knew what was going to happen next. 

I held Bob's load in my mouth and savored its taste as Julie pulled herself from Jeff's lap. She turned toward me and I leaned forward to meet her and our mouths locked as we traded our husband's cum. We pushed their loads back and forth between us until it was well blended and then we each swallowed our mouthful of cum and fell back into our seats.

"Holy shit was that hot!" said Bob.

"Ditto that," said Jeff as we pulled into the hotel drive. "Are you ladies ready to greet our valets?" he asked.

I was still in a rather altered state as the car slowed to a stop. Two valets stepped up to open both passenger doors. I felt the cool evening air on my exposed skin as the door opened and I accepted the valet's offer of a helping hand as I stepped out of the car. I didn't consciously flash him, but I am pretty sure that he got an eyeful of something as I stepped past him with a mumbled "Thank you."

Julie put her arm around my waist as we walked into the hotel and gave me a kiss on the cheek. We headed straight for the elevator. We got on without realizing that Jeff and Bob were still dealing with the valets. The doors closed and Julie pushed the button for her floor and then turned to me and pulled my dress lace open and planted her mouth on my breast. I don't know how it looked to people in the lobby as our well lit, glass enclosed elevator climbed 14 floors, but I do know how it felt. My heart was pounding and my pussy was aching as the elevator doors opened. We literally ran down the hall to her room. Julie fumbled in her purse until she found the plastic pass card. It took three tries before we heard the "click" that indicated the door was unlocked. 




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 06



We raced into the room without bothering to close the door. Somehow the door remained propped open as we dove onto the bed and arranged ourselves mouth to cunt to start licking each other. I was on the bottom staring up at Julie's clit ring as she drove he mouth into my pussy. I felt her tongue expertly explore my vagina. My own tongue seemed to know exactly what Julie wanted because I could feel her pulsating hips meet each thrust of my tongue. 

I heard Bob and Jeff as they made it into the room and shut the door. "I told you they were going to start without us," Bob said to Jeff. "Should we watch or dive in?" he asked.

"Let's just watch for awhile," said Jeff wisely. I returned my attention to Julie's pussy as I felt my own body building towards an earth shattering climax. Julie's juices started soaking my face as I continued to probe her pussy. And then it happened. She exploded. She drenched my face with a stream of cum that kept coming for at least 10 seconds. I clamped my mouth on her cunt and drank as much of it as I could and felt myself beginning to explode as well. Julie sensed that I was about to cum as she drove her tongue deep into my cunt and hummed to make create a vibration that triggered the most massive orgasm I had ever had. I too let loose with a torrent of liquid that shot from me as if my cunt was a fire hose. 

"Wow," said Jeff as some of my juices landed on him. "Did you see that?" he asked Bob. 

"Oh, yeah," said Bob, "Oh, yeah." 

Julie and I lay lips to cunts for a few minutes and then she rolled off me and onto her back. "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Was that wonderful!" she moaned. I just lay on my back, lost in the afterglow of my orgasm. 

"I wonder what we have unleashed," muttered Jeff. "Do you think they will still want cock after they have discovered pussy?"

Julie rolled over and turned to face them and said, "Well, do you want to find out?" She got off the bed and pulled her dress off and walked up to Bob and gave him a lip lock. "Get those clothes off, big boy. I want to sample your wares," she said to him as she stood up. She helped Bob pull his shirt off and then unbuckled his pants until his cock was staring her in the face. She turned to Jeff and said, "Susan wants to get fucked by you. She has been thinking about your cock all day. Go drill her and fill her." She returned to Bob's cock and started sucking it. 

"How did she know that?" I wondered to myself. She was right. I had been thinking about Jeff's cock all day. In fact, what I had been thinking about was both cocks and pussy and all of the possible combinations. Jeff got up and took his clothes off and sat on the bed next to me. He started stroking my breasts and playing with my nipples. His fingers made circles on my skin and moved slowly towards my pussy. I felt my body start to tingle again and realized that I was already on the way to another orgasm. It wasn't going to take much. I spread my legs for Jeff and he started stroking my clit. 

"Jeff, I am so ready already. Just drill me like Julie told you to." I pulled my legs up to my shoulders and said, "I want your cock in me now. Fuck me hard." Jeff climbed on me and in one quick thrust, sank his cock all the way into me. I felt his balls slap my ass as he started to pound away. 

Julie stopped sucking Bob and told him to get on the bed next to me. She climbed onto him and started fucking him next to me. She looked at me while she was fucking my husband and smiled and mouthed me a kiss. She put her hand on Jeff's ass and stared pushing him into me and pushing herself onto Bob at the same time. We built a rhythm together and I could feel another orgasm climbing inside me. In moments, I let loose with scream and another torrent of cum as Jeff continued to pound me. I pounded back and felt still another orgasm building. Jeff was about to cum as well and I told him to switch to a 69. He rapidly pulled his cock from my cunt and sunk it down my throat as he clamped his mouth onto my pussy. He pounded himself into my face a few more times before I erupted onto his face. That was all it took for him and he started to cum in my mouth. I managed to keep from swallowing most of his jism because I knew that Julie wanted her share. I just lay there as Jeff collapsed on me, swirling his cum around in my mouth and watching Julie as she brought Bob to another climax. 

"Tell me when you are about to cum," she said to Bob. "I want you to cum in my mouth," she said to him. 

"Now would be good," grunted Bob as he continued to thrust his hips into Julie. She launched herself off of his cock and switched into a 69 position on top of him, taking his cock deep in her throat and grabbing his balls with both hands. Her head bounced up and down on his cock as her hips pounded on his face and Bob grunted loudly, "Now!" and erupted in Julie's mouth. She kept him and all of his cum in her mouth until he started to go soft and then she sat up and looked lustfully at me. I nodded to her and she brought her face to mine and we traded our husband's cum for the second time that night. We swished it back and forth, letting some of it escape from our mouths and drip down my face and neck. We kept on trading back and forth, swallowing a little bit with each trade until we were both empty. Julie licked the cum from my face and neck and kissed me once again and then returned to sitting on Bob's face. 

I rolled out from under Jeff and took Bob's limp cock in my mouth and started to suck him hard as Julie worked on his face. I felt Bob start to get hard as I took him in and out of my mouth. I played with his anus and tickled his balls and pretty soon, he turned into a tent pole again. I climbed on him facing Julie and started to fuck him. Julie and I reached for each other's breasts and squeezed and fondled each other while we rocked away on top of Bob. Julie started to get that glazed look again that indicated she was going to cum soon and I said to her, "I want to drink your cum, my darling." Julie stood up with her legs on either side of Bob and offered me her cunt. She stroked herself as I licked her and stuck first my fingers and then my whole hand deep into her cunt. My hand was buried to my wrist inside her as she exploded in a drenching orgasm that would have made Cytheria proud. She squired all over my face. She drenched Bob and Jeff and made a pool of pussy juice on the bed. Her whole body shuddered and shook as I slowly pulled my arm from inside her. I reached up to help her sit down and she almost collapsed onto Bob's chest and into my arms. Her head fell onto my shoulder and she melted into my arms, totally spent. 

I hugged her and stroked her as I slowly fucked Bob. In a few moments, she slid from my arms and onto the bed next to Jeff who had returned to life watching Julie's climax. He kissed her and stroked her for awhile and then looked at me and asked, "How are you doing?"

"I'm good," I said to him as I lazily rocked back and forth on Bob's cock. I looked at Jeff's cock and said, "But I would be even better if you would shove that beautiful cock of yours up my ass and make me into the filling in the Oreo."

Jeff grinned at me and said, "Right on. My favorite cookie." He rose from next to Julie and positioned himself behind me and pressed his cock against my anus. Julie saw what was happening and sat up and offered to help lubricate my ass hole. She pulled herself off the bed and put her face to my ass and licked me. She reached into her own cunt and coated her hand with her own cum and rubbed it into my butt. Then she slipped her fingers into my cunt while Bob was fucking me and used my own juices to lubricate me. She stuck first one finger than another into my ass until she was satisfied that I was well lubricated, and then she guided her husband's cock into my ass. 

She lay herself down between Bob's legs so that she could see both Bob and Jeff's cocks as they fucked me and she used her hands to help keep both cocks on target. When Bob slipped out, she guided him back into my cunt. And I could feel her hands as she coaxed their cocks along. She told me later that she fondled and licked both men's balls and frigged herself while they were fucking me. 

The four of us kept up a slow rhythm that built slowly towards yet another climax. Julie found herself in the role of rhythm keeper as Bob and Jeff slowly increased their pace. It took awhile, but eventually they were pounding into me for all they were worth and I could feel yet another massive orgasm building. Bob started coming first and Jeff followed closely. I kept on pounding back into them as I approached my climax, but they were spent. I could feel them softening inside of me, but Julie was taking care of me. She pulled Bob out of my cunt and stuck his cock in her mouth as she pushed her hand in and found that special spot that let me free. I started bucking and thrashing as my orgasm cut loose. I felt Jeff's cock slip from my ass as I unloaded. Julie pulled her hand from my pussy and started licking me gently. I kept on thrashing for quite awhile as she gently licked me, and then I collapsed, the squished center of an Oreo cookie with Julie licking on the filling. 

We all lay there in a heap for awhile before Jeff rolled off me and I rolled off Bob. After what seemed like a long while, Julie pulled herself from the pile and kissed me and asked if I wanted to shower with her. I smiled at her and pulled myself off the bed and followed her into the bathroom. She started the shower and invited me in when it was warm. She soaped my entire body and shampooed my hair and then let me return the favor. Then she gave me a strange look and said, "I have to pee. Are you OK if I pee in the shower with you?"

I looked at her and smiled and said, "You may have to wash my hair and face again?"

"Why's that," she asked as I knelt in front of her and put my mouth to her pussy. "Oh, I see," she said with a laugh. "Well, here goes." She started to pee on my face. I tasted a little of her pee, knowing that it was sterile and harmless, but feeling rather kinky nonetheless. I let her squirt until she had drained herself and then I put my tongue to her pussy and started licking. She put her hands on my head and pulled me to her and I could feel her twitch as she started to have yet another orgasm. It was just a small one, but it was fun to compare the taste of her two juices. Her pee had an acidic taste, but her orgasm was sweet and musky. I felt her pour some more shampoo in my hair and rub it in while she kept me pressed to her cunt, and then she pulled herself away and knelt down and soaped my face again. When she had soaped and rinsed me again, she kissed me once again and we held the kiss as the shower poured down on us. 

I heard some noise outside the shower and felt the shower door open. Bob and Jeff were standing there grinning at us. "Don't you girls ever quit?" Jeff asked.

We looked up at them and giggled, but didn't respond. We just got up and let them each hand us a towel. We let them take the bathroom as we returned to the bed. We climbed under the covers together and just cuddled as we drifted off to sleep. 

To be continued... 



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 07



Chapter 7 -- Sunday at the Beach

I awoke the next morning to the feel of a cock entering me from behind. I wasn't sure whose cock it was and somehow I didn't care. I just kept my eyes close and enjoyed it. The faceless cock started to build up a head of steam and then I felt a gush as it emptied a load of cum inside me. I had completely lost track of how many loads of cum, both masculine and feminine I had felt a part of in the last day, but I welcomed the gentleness of this faceless fuck in the morning. 

I slowly opened my eyes to see Julie smiling back at me. I could see Bob behind her, so I figured that it was probably Jeff who had just fucked me. Either that or our friendly waiter had somehow made it into our room while I was sleeping. Bob had his arm around Julie and his hand lay gently on her breast. He looked at me quite lovingly as he squeezed Julie's nipples. 

Suddenly, Julie sat up and said, "I'm famished. Let's all get some breakfast." She sprang from the bed like the energizer bunny and pulled on one of Jeff's T-shirts and a pair of panties. I realized that all of our clothes were in our room down the hall (did you pick that up, dear reader. We were both on the 14th floor). Julie tossed me another T-shirt and said, "Go change. We will meet you in the lobby in 15 minutes. 

Bob pulled on his pants and shirt and we picked up the rest of our clothes and stepped into the hall. As we walked towards our room, I could feel the cool conditioned air as it swirled underneath Jeff's T-shirt, and I could feel his cum dripping down my leg. I stopped in the hallway and reached between my legs to scoop up a handful of his cum. Bob turned to face me as I smiled at him and licked Jeff's cum from my fingers. As I reached down for another scoop, the door next to us opened and a young man in jogging shorts and a sleeveless T-shirt stepped into the hall. He saw my hand reach into my pussy and I knew I was busted. But I didn't break stride. I looked right at him and took another scoop of Jeff's cum to my mouth and licked my hand clean. Then I reached down and wiped the dripping cum from my leg onto my hand and licked it clean. 

I could feel my heart starting to pound as Bob and the jogger both stood transfixed by this super slut display. I took one more taste of Jeff's cum from my pussy and then strode off down the hall to our room without saying a word. Bob turned to follow me as the jogger stood stock still in the hallway, looking like a deer in the headlights of a semi truck. Bob opened the door to our room and let us in and as he closed it, he said, "That was Nasty. With a capital N. You could have knocked either of us over with a feather with that stunt."

"Well, I felt Jeff's cum dripping down my leg and I just naturally wanted to keep it off the carpet," I said with an innocent grin on my face. "He just happened to catch me in the act. And then... Well, I just let my fingers do the talking."

"Right. I'll have to remember that. Let your fingers do the talking. Let's get dressed. Julie and Jeff will be waiting for us."

I pulled off Jeff's T-shirt and found a simple sleeveless yellow cotton dress that buttoned up the front. I slipped it on and grabbed a pair of sandals and said, "I'm ready. What about you."

"I want to shave and brush my teeth," said Bob. I reached between my legs and could feel a slight stubble. 

"Good idea," I said. "Will you shave me too, please?"

Bob looked at me and grinned. We both brushed our teeth and walked back into our room to get my cell phone and then sat down on the toilet with the lid down and spread my legs so Bob could shave me. He lathered me up and started to carefully shave my pussy while I dialed the phone. Julie answered and I said that we were going to be a few minutes late. She asked if everything was OK and I told her that my pussy needed shaving and that Bob was shaving me as we spoke. I heard her giggle and ask me to put the phone on speaker mode. I turned on the speaker and Julie said, "Now Bob, I want you to shave her really close so I don't get any whisker burns when I lick her again, but make sure that you don't cut her or I will bite your cock the next time I am sucking it."

I could hear people talking nearby as Julie spoke and I heard Jeff laugh as I responded. "Don't worry, sweetie. Just make sure you are well shaved too. We will be down shortly. Love you."

"Love you too, my darling. Bye."

I hung up with a lump in my heart. I knew that I was falling in love with Julie and that scared me. Was my desire for her going to hurt my marriage? Was Bob going to be OK with all of this? I looked down at Bob as he diligently examined my pussy for stray hairs. "Your tongue is much more sensitive than your hand" I reminded him. 

He looked up at me and smiled as he bent his face to my pussy to give it the tongue test. "Feels pretty smooth to me," he said. "So let's get going. We have lots to talk about."

I felt my heart go thump as he said that. "Are you OK with all of this?" I asked. 

He looked at me and gave me a deep smile. "I have loved you since the day I met you," he said. "In the last month, we have experimented in ways that I could not have imagined before Judi's gangbang. We opened Pandora 's Box that evening, and as the parable says, once that box has been opened it can never be closed. The original Pandora was a beautiful evil, designed by the gods to punish and torment men. Nothing we have done feels remotely evil. Nasty maybe, but not evil. Certainly what we have done would shock many people, and I'm sure the religious right wingers would say that what we have done is commit grievous evil sins. But I believe that sinning is simply making mistakes. Was anything we have done a mistake? I don't think so. How about you? Are you OK with all of this?"

I looked at him and knew in that moment why I loved him so deeply. "I have loved every moment, even with the jogger. The only thing that concerns me is how attracted I am to Julie. I know I am in love with her, but it is a very different kind of love that I feel for you."

"Tell me about how you love her," Bob asked.

I looked at him and thought about his question. "My body loves her body. I lust for her and I feel a connection with her like none I have ever experienced. In a way, it's like we are twins. We seem to know what the other is thinking and we want to pleasure each other."

"What's not to enjoy about that?" Bob asked, smiling gently at me. "She is not a threat to me. She is a treat. I love to see you bouncing off each other. When you were getting fucked by Jeff and me, she added to the pleasure we all experienced. She is a special gift at a special time in our lives. I am not going to worry about how things could go wrong. I am content to enjoy what is going right." He kissed me again and said, "I thought you were hungry?"

"I am. And thank you for that gift. You really are the love of my life. Let's go enjoy it."

We left our room and headed for the lobby once again. When the elevator opened, the jogger was standing in front of us. "That was quick," I said to him as we got on the elevator. It took him a moment to realize that the lady in the yellow cotton dress was the cum slut he had encountered earlier. He was so stunned to see me again that he forgot to get off the elevator. "Cat got your tongue?" I asked him.

"No, you do," he said sheepishly. "You absolutely stunned me in the hall earlier."

"Yeah, I can have that effect on some men," I said as I pulled up my dress and quickly flashed my pussy. "I can't fuck you right now because I have to go kiss my girlfriend, but if we bump into each other again in the hallway, I'd love to suck your cock." The elevator door opened and I planted a kiss on his cheek as we stepped off. I looked back to see the doors close on his bewildered face. 

Bob just muttered, "Nasty!" as we spotted Jeff and Julie sitting on a couch in the lobby drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. Julie was wearing a simple dress like mine and Jeff was wearing shorts and a T-shirt. 

They got up as we approached and Jeff asked if my pussy was stubble free. He feigned concern for his wife's delicate skin. I offered to let him check for himself and he said that he would love to as soon as the opportunity presented itself. Our car did not magically appear this time. Instead, we had to find it in the garage, but that gave me a chance to give Jeff a quick flash. He grinned as we got into the car and invited me to sit up front with him. Bob and Julie climbed into the back seat as I settled in next to Jeff. 

"Where are we going?" I asked Jeff.

"Have you ever heard of Alice's Restaurant?"

"Sure. Arlo Guthrie sings about it every Thanksgiving."

Jeff laughed and said, "No. I mean the real one... in the Santa Cruz Mountains. It's an institution and it's a wonderful drive."

"Where is it?" I asked. 

Jeff pointed to the Santa Cruz Mountains and said, "Up there. It's about an hour away, so we have plenty of time to talk. Afterwards, Julie and I thought maybe we could go to one of the beaches between Santa Cruz and Half Moon Bay."

I looked at Bob and he nodded as Jeff turned onto I-280 and headed north. 

"So do you remember that we talked about film making yesterday?" asked Jeff.

"Yes, I do, but I had completely forgotten about that. Tell me more," I said.

"Well, most porn films involve long boring shots of cocks and cunts with lousy acting and even worse scripts. Men like them but the turn off most women. We like to make movies that women and men will like. If we had a movie of last night, it would have been a spectacular success."

I thought about what Jeff was saying and asked, "From a film making point of view, what was so special about last night?"

"Let me answer that," said Julie. "You. You are what made last night special. Your spontaneity was captivating. That trick you did with the water and the waiter was pure gold. You have a gift for the outrageous that is completely electric."

"You should have seen her on the way back to our room this morning," said Bob. He told her about the jogger and about bumping into him again on the elevator.

"That's it exactly," said Jeff. And when the two of you women get together and bounce off each other, there is no telling what will happen."

"So you have just nailed the problem on the head," Bob said. You cannot script spontaneity, and you cannot very well have a camera following us around watching our every move. It's like the Heisenberg Effect. The act of observing changes the behavior of the observed."

"You may be right," said Jeff.

"Well, you just may have to pick between spontaneous little old me and making millions selling movies of me pretending to be me," I offered. "I know that I don't really care about porn flicks. They are a poor substitute for what we did last night. And as for today, I have no desire to pose for movies. All I want to do is whatever comes up. Like this, for instance." I lifted my dress and put my feet on the dashboard. I unbuttoned the top of my dress down to my waist and let my boobs free. With one hand, I started frigging my pussy and with the other, I played with my titties. "Go slowly past that SUV," I instructed Jeff. "I want to see the look on his face when he sees me."

As we pulled abreast of a big Lexus SUV, I looked over to its driver. The window was down and I could see him clearly. He was middle aged with silver hair. He didn't see me for a few moments and then something (me, maybe) caught his eye. He looked over and saw me smiling back at him in all my naked glory and he gave me a big grin. He gave me a big thumbs up with his left hand and two toots on the horn. I blew him a kiss and told Jeff to gun it.

"So I dare you to try to film that," I said to Jeff with a big grin as I put my feet back on the floor and buttoned a few (but not all) of my buttons. "For me, it all happens in the moment. I can't plan what is going to happen next. I just let it happen." 

I turned around in my seat to see Bob grinning back at me. 

We exited the freeway in Menlo Park and climbed up into the Santa Cruz Mountains and found Alice's Restaurant at the very top. It was a funky old place, but the parking lot was packed, suggesting that the food was anything but funky. We had a wonderful breakfast and then followed route 84 to the California coast. Jeff drove along the winding mountain roads with the ease and comfort of someone who was quite familiar with his surroundings and soon we were headed south on highway 1, the Pacific Ocean's pounding surf visible beyond the fields of artichokes. 

Jeff seemed to be searching for someplace specific and my suspicions were confirmed when he quickly pulled the car to the side of the road and said, "Found it!" 

"Found what?" asked Bob.

"The beach I have been looking for," exclaimed Jeff. All I could see were a dozen or so cars parked in a small pull out along the side of the road and an endless see of artichokes. "We have a bit of a walk, but it's worth it," added Jeff as we unbuckled our seatbelts and got out to stretch. 

"So exactly what kind of beach is this," I asked, my curiosity growing. 

"Sandy and sexy," said Julie with a big grin. She had obviously been here before. 

Jeff opened the trunk and grabbed a pile of large beach towels, a beach bag and a small cooler, and handed the cooler to Bob. "It's about half a mile to the beach," he said. "Ready?"

Given that I had not brought a swim suit with me, I surmised that this beach was one of those legendary nude beaches I had heard about but never seen. As we made our way along the foot path, the beach started to become visible, and I could see a few naked beachgoers in the distance. We had to navigate down the side of a small cliff to reach the beach itself, and as we got closer, I could see that there were probably about 30 people scattered along the wide strip of sand that was bracketed by large cliffs on either end. There were a good number of couples, most rather young and attractive, but there were also some older single men and a several women who were clustered together; and not a stitch of clothing to be seen other than what we were wearing.

We made our way to a spot about 100 yards from the foot of the path and found two large logs that formed a wide open V facing the ocean. They looked like an inviting place to settle in and Jeff and Julie spread the towels and ditched their clothing. Julie handed Bob a bottle of sunscreen and lay down on her belly and asked him to lather her up. "And don't miss anywhere. I don't want any unexpected sunburn," she laughed.

Bob and I stripped down and he proceeded to spread the sunscreen all over her back and legs. As his hands got to the top of her legs, she spread them and reminded him that she really meant "everywhere." He started rubbing the sunscreen into her buns and even onto her ass hole. One can never be too careful about getting sunburned, I remembered with a grin. He then started carefully moistening her pussy and she started purring. 

Jeff pulled another bottle of sunscreen out of the beach bag and asked me if I wanted the same treatment. I gave him a big smile and a big thumbs up and lay down next to Julie. Jeff spread sunscreen all over my back and legs and proceeded to work it into my pale Seattle skin as I watched my husband stroking Julie's cunt. I spread my legs so Jeff could give me the same treatment and pretty soon our husbands were gently masturbating both of us on a public beach. There was nobody nearby, but it was still quite public, and I got this wonderful tingle as I felt my sexual tension rising again. I looked at Julie and she was looking right back at me with a dreamy look of someone experiencing near total bliss. 

She spread her legs to give Bob better access and he took the hint and sat between her legs. He stroked her legs, her back and buns and returned to keep her pussy wanting more and his cock said clearly that it wanted to play too. He leaned over her and started stroking her with his dick. Julie raised her hips to invite him to fuck her and I followed her lead with Jeff. Bob and Jeff stuck their cocks into their friend's wife's pussy and started slowly fucking us right there on the beach. 

I was dreamily enjoying the feel of Jeff's cock in my pussy when I heard voices nearby. I opened my eyes to see several couples standing just beyond the big logs that demarked our territory and watching us with big smiles. "Hey Jeff, who is that gorgeous babe you are fucking?" asked one of them. 

"Hi, Jimmy. Hi Linda. This is Susan. Susan, say hi to Jimmy and Linda. And Henry and Sharon and Donna and Bill." 

"What is this, old home week?" I asked as Jeff kept pumping away on my pussy. I didn't know whether to be turned on or pissed off. 

"They are all friends of ours," Said Jeff.

"Friends with benefits," said Julie. "Hey guys, join the party."

Jimmy and Linda stepped across the logs and spread their towels right in front of Julie and me. Linda bent down and gave Julie a kiss and then sat down and spread her legs on either side of Julie's head. Julie quickly took up the invitation and Linda slid closer so that Julie could start lapping on her pussy. Linda was about 5'3" tall and had with small tits and tiny hips. She had black hair and a shaved pussy, and two clit rings. Jimmy was about 5'9" tall and had a small, wiry body and a very large cock. They both looked to be in their mid-thirties. Jimmy smiled as Julie had a late box lunch and started casually stroking his cock. It kept on getting larger and larger. 

Julie lifted her head from Linda's snatch and, "Doesn't Jimmy have a dreamy cock?" 

She returned to licking Linda and Linda smiled at me and said, "Hi, Susan. Want to suck Jimmy?" Some women like to be coy, but not me. I like the direct approach. I took an immediate liking to Linda. 

I looked up at Jimmy and said, "Are you going keep playing with that thing all by yourself?" That was all it took. He mimicked his wife and spread his legs on either side of me so that I could easily start on his cock. I started licking him and tasting him and he offered me a little drop of pre-cum. It tasted sweet and I wanted more. So I ate the whole think. 

Julie took a break from Linda again and said to the rest of the folks, "Well are you going to just stand there and watch or join the action. I want to see some serious fucking." She dropped her face back onto Linda's pussy as Bob started pounding her from behind. 

Henry and Sharon and Donna and Bill spread their towels next to ours and Henry paired off with Donna as Bill and Sharon started making out. Jeff kept up pounding me as I stroked Jimmy's balls and took him as deep as I could down my throat. 

I got pretty fuzzy after that. Jeff came in me and somebody else took his place. Jimmy started twitching and pulled his cock from my mouth just as he came and spurted all over my face and hair. I remember seeing Julie turn around and make sure that Bob came all over her chest and then she and Linda got into a passionate 69 with each other. And then I saw somebody sitting on the log with a big video camera. Not just a camcorder, but a professional movie making camera. I looked around and the body count had grown. There were at least four other people that I hadn't seen before, and as I scanned the writhing mass of naked bodies, I spotted another camera. 

"Hey Jeff, what's with the cameras?" I asked. He just looked at me and gave me a big sheepish grin and shrugged. And then I remembered that he and Julie make porn films. Was I a porn star now? I felt a rush of anger mixed with jolt of excitement. I was pissed that he had chosen to be sneaky, but excited at the thought of being part of a porn flick. My inner slut trumped my self-righteous bitch and I shrugged back at him and went looking for a cock to suck or a pussy to lick. 




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 07



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Chapter 7

The weekend had been fantastic even though Cheryl was too tired to participate much on Saturday night. Early Saturday evening they had sat around and smoked pot as they watched the video Kirk had taken Friday night. Even though everyone knew Cheryl was in no condition to play it did not stop them from having fun with her before Brian and Kirk fucked Maria. Kirk hooked his phone up to the USB port on the TV and they were able to view the night's events on the big screen. 

Kirk leaned back on the couch and pulled Cheryl's head over to his lap. "Suck my cock," he demanded. "You may be too worn out for fucking but you can still suck cock."

Cheryl complied and even though she was tired her pussy still moistened at being dominated. "Look at yourself Cheryl. What a fucking slut. Do you enjoy being my whore," Kirk asked?

Cheryl did not answer but slipped her hand between her legs and began gently massaging her sore clit. Maria and Brian smiled at each other when they saw this. Cheryl did not seem to be able to help herself. The domination seemed to release a need in her that could only be satisfied sexually. Maria got off the bed and walked to the couch with a big dildo. She gently spread some lube on Cheryl's pussy and slowly slid the dildo in. Cheryl winced as she was violated with the sex toy and Maria stopped momentarily. 

"Fuck her with it," Kirk said. "I let her have fun last night fucking everyone in sight so she can entertain me now."

Maria picked up the pace and began fucking Cheryl with the toy. Cheryl moaned both in pleasure and in pain. She watched as Kirk put her in the sling and Maria began fucking her. Kirk kept up the verbal abuse as she sucked his cock. When they got to the part where Maria talked about Scott her pussy tightened on the toy and she came. 

"What do you think Scott is going to think about his little whore when I send this video to him," Kirk asked Cheryl?

Cheryl paused. Surely he would not send the video to Scott. He was just trying to torment her. She took his cock out of her mouth, "Please do not do that. I am not sure what he would do."

"Fuck him. He is at home jerking off right now thinking about what I am doing to you. Get my cock back in your mouth." Maria reached over and pushed Cheryl's mouth back down on Kirk.

Turning to Brian she said, "Throw me another dildo. Her ass is available for another one."

Cheryl spread her legs to give Maria access to her sore asshole. She spread lube on and slowly pushed the new dildo up Cheryl's ass. Kirk threw his phone to Brian and instructed him to video their continued abuse of Cheryl.

Kirk pushed Cheryl's head down on his cock until she gagged. "Enjoy the show Scott," he said looking at the phone. "She got worse than this last night and it is all on video. If you want a copy just let me know." He let Cheryl up and turned her to face the camera. "Look at my whore Scott. She will do anything I tell her." 

Maria was ready to be fucked after watching Kirk abuse Cheryl and she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed. "Let the bitch fuck herself," she said with a smirk. The rest of the night was spent fucking Maria as they continued to taunt Cheryl. 

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Cheryl was surprised when she saw Scott's car in the driveway and chastised herself for not checking to make sure he had made his flight. She wondered if he got tied up at work and had missed his weekend in Vegas. She had no idea Kirk had sent the photos and that Scott had come home early. 

Pulling into the driveway she got out of the car removing her bags from the back seat. Walking into the house she looked for Scott but did not call out for him. Walking quickly to the laundry room she put her clothes in the washer. The last thing she wanted was for him to see her cum covered clothes if he was upset.

Once the washer was started she walked to the kitchen and saw Scott sitting by the pool. She opened the sliding glass doors and walked out on the deck. "This is a welcome surprise," she said unconvincingly. "I did not expect you until later."

"I flew back Saturday evening," he replied. He made no move to get up and hug her so she walked over and leaned down giving him a quick kiss.

"I was afraid you missed your flight and never made it out there. Why did you come back early," she asked?

He was prepared for the question. He was not ready to let her know about the text and had come up with a weak but plausible story. "We had an issue with a shipment to one of our major customers and I had to come back and take care of it."

Cheryl looked at him not believing what he said and got a sinking feeling that something was going on. "I tried to call you," he said sarcastically. "You did not answer. You must have been busy."

Cheryl had seen a missed call on Saturday but there had been no message. "I saw a missed call but you left no message. I assumed you had accidently dialed me. You know if you had left a message asking me to call I would have."

Scott remained silent. She finally could take no more of the suspense, "What has gotten you upset? I can tell that you are mad at me."

"Oh I don't know. Maybe I am upset that my wife was away all weekend being treated like another man's personal slut. Yes, I think that is what I am pissed about," he replied angrily.

"It has to be more than that. We have been apart several weekends now and you have never been this upset. Just spit it out. We agreed we would both be honest and not lie to each other."

"Ok," he said abandoning his resolve to keep the text to himself as he stood up and took out his phone. Cheryl suddenly knew what had happened. Kirk had sent the videos. Damn him she had asked him not to and he had done it anyway. Scott fumbled with the phone a moment and then handed it to her. 

Cheryl looked at the photo of her and Kirk kissing in the restaurant. She flipped through the rest of the photos and was relieved there were only three and all of them having dinner. She turned and quickly went into Scott's videos and scanned to see if he had any of her weekend activities. 

Turning back to Scott she said, "Baby are you really upset about an innocent photo?"

"Innocent? I thought this was about your problem with being submissive. I did not realize you were going out on dates with the guy."

"Calm down. It was not a date," she said. 

"It sure looks like one. When we agreed to this I told you that you could have one weekend at Brian and Maria's. The goal was for you to get this under control and stop it. Are you telling me you were with Brian and Maria all weekend?"

Cheryl was relieved. She could answer this honestly. "Yes. I drove down around noon on Friday and was with them all weekend. No one felt like cooking Friday night so we all went to dinner. Who do you think took the damn picture? I am sorry it was sent to you and that you got upset but it was innocent. All you had to do was leave a message and I would have called you and explained."

Scott was silent. It made sense. He had locked in thinking the waitress took the photo and that she was alone on a date with Kirk. He was not happy but the explanation fit. "Why did he send the photos to me? Is he rubbing my face in it?"

"Look babe. I am not happy that he sent the photos. Honestly I am not sure it was even meant for you. I think he was sending a copy to Brian and Maria. The message is not rude and I don't think it was meant for you. It was a mistake. 

You do not understand the relationship." she continued. "I am not submissive to Kirk in non-sexual situations. The only time he controls me is when we are having sex or at a party where sex is going on. Outside of that he does not tell me what to do. He may want to but I am still the independent person I have always been except during those specific times. That is why I do not think he sent that on purpose. We were not in that mode when he sent that."

Cheryl sensed that she had deflated his anger but could not help but think of the videos and other pictures Kirk may have. She had to get ahead of the issue just in case Kirk sent Scott something else in the future. As they sat in silence she thought about Kirk's assertion that Scott got off thinking about what she did and it made sense to her. Why else would he allow it? It was just the fact that it got so extreme so quickly that upset him. If it was normal sex he himself had said he enjoyed watching her play. 

Suddenly a clear path forward occurred to her. She did not want to give up her extreme sex and Scott enjoyed seeing her play with others and even joining. She realized her mistake with Eve was trying to get Scott out of the way so she could do what she wanted. That was bound to blow up at some point because when he did find out it was just too big of a shock. She needed to bring him around slowly. Starting back at the beginning with normal play and taking him with her as she got more extreme. Just the thought of Scott treating her like Kirk did made her pussy moisten. She decided to press.

"You know there could be another reason also. Kirk knows that you enjoy watching me from when you used to come to the parties. He also knows how much I enjoy you seeing me play. He knows I would prefer you to be involved. Maybe he was trying to include you," she said tentatively.

"I don't believe that for a moment. If he sent it on purpose he did it to humiliate me."

"You may be right but it would be nice to watch some videos with you of me playing. I always liked when you watched me. It made me feel slutty. You would enjoy that wouldn't you," she asked?

He did not answer and by that she knew the answer. He still had the urge to play and see her play. Kirk was right. "I love you babe," she said as she hugged him. "I know this is all hard but I want you to enjoy the parts that you can. I think you would enjoy seeing me play even if it sometimes pushed your limits."

Scott wanted to dispute this but he knew it was the truth. If she would just not push it to the extreme it could be what he initially imagined. Maybe she was moving in the right direction if he just gave her some more time. He finally got up and went into the house. Cheryl took a deep breath feeling as if she had just dodged a huge bullet.

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She spoiled Scott the next three weeks. She cooked his favorite meals, took long walks at the beach and most importantly did everything sexually she knew he liked. When she could she talked about some of the things she did at parties always careful to not mention Kirk to much or some of the more extreme things she did. She even sent him a couple of links to porn sites that focused on couples and cuckolds. She did not think of Scott as a submissive sissy cuckold but wasn't any man who allowed his wife to play a cuckold? She thought he might identify with the things on the site and adjust to her including him.

Scott knew what she was doing and was confused about his feelings. He had to admit he would like to see her play. That had been his initial interest when he had brought the lifestyle up. He was not sure how he veered off into dating Eve and did not realize that Cheryl and orchestrated the whole thing. He felt Cheryl was the sexiest lady he knew and seeing her have fun was very erotic for him. As long as she did not take it past a certain point he enjoyed it. 

Monday when Scott got home he expected Cheryl to tell him what she had planned for him to do the next weekend but she said nothing. Maybe she had decided to skip this month's party. It did not seem likely since she had obviously gone through a lot of effort to get him excited about what she was doing. 

Scott did not mention it and when he got home on Tuesday he heard Cheryl in the living room on the phone. He stopped and listened for a moment to her side of the conversation.

"No. I don't think it is working sending him out of town when I am down there. He just worries and gets agitated. I think it would be better if he was here and I could talk to him throughout the weekend."

A pause as she listened. "I know but that is a risk I am willing to take. I know when I am playing I say some things but that is just playtime. I love Scott and I would rather him be a part of this even if he cannot accept everything. I know he may never accept some of the things I enjoy but some of the milder things I think he would."

Another long pause as the other person spoke. "I am not sure yet. It is a little like walking on egg shells. I want him to enjoy it and push him a little but not too far too fast. I just want to take it slowly and when I hit a point where he pushes back I will know that is the limit and I can include him on anything up to that point."

A brief pause and then she continued. "No. I am not setting up anything for him this weekend. I want to start to include him and see how it goes."

After a few more moments Cheryl ended the call. 

Scott opened the front door and closed it again a little louder this time so she would think he just walked in. "Hey baby," Cheryl said walking to the front door. "How was your day?"

"It was fine, nothing like a nice quite day with no issues popping up to let you get caught up. How was yours?"

"It was good. Went to the store and got you everything you like so you would be comfortable this weekend while I am out of town," Cheryl said.

"No road trip," he asked faking surprise?

"No. I thought we might try something different. I don't like you not being involved at all so I thought I might send some photos and call you while I am gone. What do you think?"

"I am not sure. I would rather you just stay home with me and we can make our own pictures," he said.

"I think you will like it. At least I hope you do. I really want you to enjoy this also. Just promise that if I push it too far you will not get mad. Just let me know. I really do not want you miserable while I work out my problem," she said earnestly.

"Ok. We will give it a shot but babe I want you to get over this and soon. I do not want this to become the norm for us with you seeing other people."

Neither realized that they were tittering on the edge of disaster. Cheryl, despite her good intentions would never give up her new lifestyle. The only hope was to get Scott involved because her love for him would not conquer the insatiable desire she felt.

   ****************

Cheryl thought about how to handle things all week. She was all over the place with this new arrangement. She loved the way Kirk, Maria and Brian treated her. She enjoyed getting high and letting them verbally and physically dominate her. She even got off on them belittling Scott but afterwards always felt bad about the things they said about him. Maybe knowing she could share at least some of her adventures with him would help her curb her desire for the more extreme things she currently liked. All she could do was hope. 

In the meantime she was determined to help Scott enjoy it at least in some ways. She purposely waited until Scott got home on Friday before she left. When he got in she was almost ready but she asked him to fix himself a drink and wait downstairs until she finished. She gave him a few minutes to get settled in and then came down.

She had picked a very tight dress that she knew Scott liked from when he had played with her. It was low cut and very short. She did it purposely to get him thinking about what she would be doing the rest of the weekend. She had an overnight bag and handed it to him so he could take it to the car for her. 

Just before he walked out the door she said, "Wait a minute. I forgot something."

Going to the laundry room she got a shear pair of panties and tossed them to him, "Can you put them in my overnight bag? I will probably need them." 

Despite knowing what she was doing Scott felt his cock hardening. He put the panties in the bag and took it out to the car. He put the bag in the back seat and waited as she walked to the car. 

"I will see you Sunday babe. Anytime you want feel free to call. If I do not pick up leave a message and I will call back. I will send you a few photos and maybe a video but if I go too far just text back and tell me. Deal?"

He did not answer the question instead saying, "Sure you don't want to stay home with me?"

"No babe," she said firmly. "I think this could work and honestly I think this will curb my desire for some of the more extreme things I have been doing. Let's try to have fun with it and just see if it works."

"Ok. I love you. Come back to me as soon as you can."

   ***************

Cheryl drove to St. Augustine thinking about the weekend. If only this would work it might make Scott happier. She had lied to him because she did not think she could stop the extreme things she was doing. She knew he would get tired of the current situation soon but if she could include him in the milder play it may be a workable compromise for the long term. Maybe they could even play with another couple so he could enjoy another woman.

Brian and Maria were in a great mood when Cheryl arrived. They had really enjoyed the last weekend they all spent together and Maria was becoming more and more dominant with Cheryl. Cheryl did not mind because it did not affect their relationship outside of sex and it fulfilled her need to be dominated. 

"Come on in sweetie," Maria said as walked into the den. 

"Hi Cheryl," Brian said as they walked in. "You are looking beautiful as usual."

"Thanks," Cheryl replied and they all sat down. Cheryl wanted to talk to them about this weekend before everyone else arrived. She had talked to Maria and knew she did not understand the change of direction with Scott but Cheryl thought it would work.

"So Scotty is staying home this weekend," Maria asked?

"Yes," replied Cheryl. "I want you two to help me make this work to. If we are really friends you do not want to see my marriage fail. I realize I have made some mistakes. I pushed Scott out of the way and when he saw what I was doing it was too much. I want to start slowly including him in things. I don't know if I could ever get him there but I would love for Scott to replace Kirk in our little group. That will be a while if at all so do not say anything to Kirk. We can still have the kind of play we like but I want to include Scott on some of the milder things. Photos and videos maybe even some teasing and phone calls. I think it can work." 




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 07



She paused for a moment before continuing, "He still likes to see me play. I think he will do one of three things. Either he will become a true cuckold, which is not my preference. Tire of it and make me come to a decision about what I want most. I can tell you that if it comes to that I will choose Scott. As much as I like playing I love him more. Or three he will become more dominant in which case we all win. You just need to help me get him to the third option. I do not want to be deceitful or lie to him. I can tell he knows what I am trying to do. Maybe not just how far I want to take it but he knows the road I want to travel. If you two are not willing to be my true friends then say so now. I will go home to Scott and try to forget this lifestyle."

Brian and Maria did not respond for a few moments. Finally Brian said, "I have to be honest Cheryl. We both like Scott and if you think we can get him to a point where he enjoys the kinds of things we all do then I am fine. I do think you should be realistic though. Scott may get more dominant but I do not ever see him doing what we did in Tampa. Honestly we loved the Tampa trip and you did also."

"You are probably right and I am not ruling out trips like that or the other things we have been doing. But to the degree possible I want to include Scott. If on occasion we have a weekend away I think he will go for that if we can get him involved most of the other times."

"So what if he becomes more of a submissive cuckold? Do we still include Kirk," Maria asked?

"We can cross that bridge if it happens but probably. But first if you two are in agreement let's get the process started. Care to take a photo?"

She stood and handed her phone to Maria and walked over to Brian. She stepped into his arms and pulled his hand to her tits and gave him a long kiss while Maria took a couple of photos. Taking the phone she text Scott.

"Arrived safely. Love you and I will stay in contact this weekend." She attached the photos.

  *****************

Scott got the photo and looked at it for a moment. Seeing Cheryl kissing and being fondled by another man brought back strong emotions from when he watched her play. His cock stiffened and he texted her back. "Come back safely."

Cheryl had waited for his response when she sent the text and thought it was encouraging. He did not want to admit his excitement but did nothing to discourage her. 

Kirk arrived around nine and joined the group out on the deck. Brian and Maria had been smoking pot but Cheryl had not had any because she wanted a clear head when she spoke with Kirk. She pulled him into the den and Kirk was pretty sure what she wanted to talk about. The fact that she was here told him that she had chosen him over Scott even after he sent the photos. 

"Why did you send that text to Scott," she asked?

"I thought Scotty might like it," he said sarcastically.

"He was very upset and flew back from Vegas early. That was a dumb thing to do."

"He will get over it. You have been straddling the fence for too long. It has been months. It is time for you to decide," he replied.

"Kirk you do not want me to decide. I am afraid you have misunderstood the nature of our relationship. If you make me choose you will be on the outside looking in. I love Scott and although sexually he cannot fill the need I have I would not choose to have that need fulfilled over him. I will tell you what I told Brian and Maria earlier. We can still enjoy the things we have been doing but I intend to include Scott in some way. I know when I am in the zone you can make me do anything you want. Just be aware that if you make me do something while I am in my submissive mode that causes me trouble in my marriage we will never play again."

Kirk was surprised. This is not what he had expected. "So how do you intend to include Scotty?"

"You can text him photos and videos. You can make comments but nothing to extreme to start. If I find you are purposely trying to cause issues we will never play again. Kirk we can have a lot of fun if you just play by the rules. Don't make me give you up."

Kirk thought about it before nodding his agreement. He did not believe Cheryl would give up the lifestyle. She may give him up but someone would take his place. He had never seen anyone immerse themselves like she did when the playing started. 

"I am so glad you agreed. Let's go have some fun," Cheryl said.

An hour later they were all sitting on the deck smoking pot and drinking. They were talking about the new dynamic and how they might have some fun with it. Cheryl and Maria had both taken some ecstacy and were ready to be fucked. 

Cheryl handed Kirk her phone and he started to video as Cheryl began playing with Brian. She sat in his lap and kissed him deeply.

"Are you ready to go upstairs," Brian asked Cheryl?

"I am so ready to be taken up stairs."

"Care to give Scott a taste of what you will be doing upstairs," he asked?

Cheryl looked at the phone and smiled. "Hey baby. I wish you were here." She slid out of her dress and knelt in front of Brian. Pulling out his cock she began sucking him as Kirk zoomed in with the camera. After a couple of minutes she looked back at the phone. "Wish I could show you more baby but I really need to go upstairs and have some fun. If you want more videos text me back."

Everyone stood and as they walked upstairs Cheryl text Scott and attached the video. "I hope you like baby. Let me know if I go too far. Love you."

   **************

Over the next few months Scott and Cheryl continued to play their game. When they were together it was great and they were closer than ever but they never really talked about the video and texts she sent. Cheryl was very frustrated. Anytime she brought it up Scott changed the subject or ignored her. Finally out of frustration she decided to sit Scott down and discuss the situation. When he got in from work that evening she asked him to come out by the pool so they could talk.

"Scott what is going on with us," she began? "We have been trying this new way of doing things on the weekends we are apart and you have not given me any input at all. Is this working for you?"

Scott did not respond immediately. "Come on Scott. I am trying and you are not giving me any feedback. Are you feeling like you are being involved in things? Do you want photos and videos? Please give me some feedback."

"Cheryl it has been well over a year since you ask me to have an open marriage. How are you doing with breaking your need to be submissive? You said you would start seeing Dr. Stephenson but you have not made any appointments. Are you working on resolving this need or is your focus on getting me involved so you can continue it?"

Cheryl sighed. To be honest the submissive sex was getting more extreme and not less. She could not help it. She loved it and the more demeaning the more exciting she found it. She had not made any appointments because she really did not want to quit. "Scott I am not trying to get you involved so I can continue doing it. I wanted you involved so while I am trying to overcome this you will not feel like an outsider. You used to enjoy playing with other singles and couples with me. When I try to come up with solutions you do not give me any feedback. What can I do to make you feel better about things?"

"Give it up. It is just that simple. Give it up. Stop your monthly trips down to party with your friends and be my wife every weekend," Scott replied.

"I am not ready to do that."

"Then we have nothing to discuss. I will be as patient as I can but I told you when this started it was not an open ended deal," he said as he got up and went back into the house.

Cheryl sat and fumed in her frustration. She had tried. She could not help but think he was watching the videos and enjoying them. He had enjoyed watching her play before so why would this be any different. 

The truth was Scott had watched the videos and they did get him excited to the point that he jerked off to them. Despite that he did not like the new situation. He had given it a shot but he could tell things were getting worse with the extreme sex. He had no proof but he could feel it in his gut that things were not getting better. 

They did not speak about things the rest of the week. Cheryl decided that if he was not willing to play the game and try to work on things then fuck him. She would do what she wanted on their weekends apart.

When she got to Brian and Maria's on Friday night they could sense her agitation. Brian took her hand and walked out to the deck while Maria went upstairs to finish getting dressed.

"What's the problem Cheryl? I can tell you are upset," Brian said.

"It is Scott. We have been trying to include him for the last few months and he has given me no feedback. I finally pinned him down and asked him about it and he said the only thing that would make him happy is if I quit. Damn it Brian I have tried. How much more can I do?"

"You have tried," he agreed. He was quite for a moment and then continued, "Remember what you said when we started this new phase? You said one of three things would happen. He would become a true cuckold, he would ask you to decide or he would become more dominant and join us. It seems like he wants you to decide."

"I think you are right," she said in frustration.

"I also remember you said you would choose him if it came to that. Kirk said you laid down the law to him that night and said the same thing. Cheryl, I am sure Maria and Kirk would not like what I am about to say. I like the playing we do. I am not as dom as Kirk and Maria but I enjoy it. What I am about to say is as a friend. You should get your bag and go back home if you want to keep Scott."

"That is so unfair," she said angrily. "He got me into this and just because I don't enjoy the same things he does he acts like a child. Why should I have to quit. Maybe I should just have fun and let the chips fall where they may. Scott will never leave me. He has not done it so far and we have been at this for three years."

Both were quite for a long moment before Brian replied, "Cheryl if you stay I hope you are right. I gave you my best advice. If you decide to stay I cannot say I will be unhappy."

Cheryl was silent for a long moment deciding what she should do. Scott never had a chance. It was like a switch in her head when it happened. The truth was for Cheryl to be able to continue with what she wanted she had to flip the switch. She could not do what she wanted and still respect Scott. If Scott were any kind of a man he would be able to give her what she craved. It was not her fault she had to get it somewhere else. Did she still love him? Yes but suddenly she had no respect for him. He started all this and now was not man enough to finish it. She paused before smiling and walking over to Brian, "He will just have to learn to live with it."

   **************

When Kirk arrived she updated everyone on the situation with Scott. "So what does that do with us," Kirk asked? "Do we still need to pamper Mr. Scotty or can we have some real fun?"

Smiling Cheryl got up and took his hand. "You do whatever you want big guy. He will have to adjust."

This could be a lot of fun for a couple of more months Kirk thought. He had already found another slut that he was more interested in but he could hang around for a couple of more months to rub it in Scott's face.

"Are you sure," he asked?

"I am. I tried and I am tired of his bullshit. He can join us anytime he wants and have fun but if he wants to stay home that is up to him."

"I think it is time to make a true cuckold of old Scotty," he said laughing and Cheryl smiled.

   ***************

Scott had not heard from Cheryl all weekend. It was now Sunday afternoon and she was past the time when she normally got home. As he sat and thought about that his phone beeped. Looking at the phone he saw it was a text from Kirk. He anticipated a video but it was a link to a private web site. A moment later he got another with a user id and password. Another text followed and all it said was "Cheryl is running late. She will be there by dinner."

Scott had a sinking feeling that things were about to spiral out of control. He was not sure what was going on but he had decided that he was going to hold on until the first of the year which gave Cheryl 3 months to come to her senses. It would get them past the holidays so it was not spoiled for everyone. He had held on for over a year and he could do it another few months. 

He finally went into the bedroom and got his laptop. Walking back into the den he turned it on and connected to his WIFI.

Reading the text he typed the site in and after a moment the site popped up. It was pretty plain and apparently was a hosting site where you could create a few pages and upload some content. It was not a porn site and it did not reference Kirk at all. Reading his text again he typed in the user id and password. When he hit enter he was logged into a new section that had a photo of Kirk some general items and links. 

Scott scanned it until he found a link that said "Kirk's Adventures". Clicking the link he was taken to another page that had a list of videos.

Scott had a feeling this might be where things were headed when he got the link. There were about thirty videos and most had no description but after looking at the file name he could tell that most were comprised of a date with some other letters. He clicked on the earliest date and was not surprised to see Kirk and Cheryl. They were at Brian and Maria's and Scott closed the file after just a minute. He got up and walked into the kitchen and fixed himself a drink. 

He called Cheryl and she picked up on the third ring. "Hey baby," she said. Scott could tell she was exhausted.

"Are you on the road yet," he asked?

"We are eating lunch and then I am going to head back home. Should be there in a couple of hours," she replied.

"Ok. Drive careful."

They hung up and he went back into the den and picked the laptop up again. He was not sure what he was going to see but had a pretty good idea. He noticed one of the files had a name of "Tampa" with a date after it. The date rang a bell and he looked in his computer bag searching for the ticket stubs from the trip to Vegas. Finding it he checked the date against the Tampa file and saw they were the same. He clicked the file and the video began to play.

The images from that night were replayed for Scott as he sat watching. He would like to say he was surprised but he was not. Cheryl had wanted a gangbang every since the party where Maria had one. Despite himself he watched the entire video. It was evident that Cheryl loved every moment of the abuse and despite himself Scott felt himself getting a hard on. 

He clicked on the other files and watched parts of each one. The Tampa file was the worst by far. All of the others were parties at Brian and Maria's and although Cheryl was treated like a slut at least it was not a bunch of guys fucking her.

   **************

Cheryl got home around five and as usual went straight to the laundry room and put her clothes in the washer. Scott was not home so she went up and ran a bath and sank into it. Last night was a blast and she could hardly stand to wait a month until the next party. Kirk had told her since the gloves were off he was going to set up a special party for her. She was still soaking and relaxing when heard Scott walk into the bedroom. 

"Hey babe," she said raising her voice so he could hear.

Scott stuck his head in the door and looked at her. "Hey. What time did you get back?"

"About thirty minutes ago."

Turning he walked back into the bedroom. Cheryl knew that Kirk had sent a couple of text but had no idea of the subject. Frankly she did not care. She had done her best and Scott just would not play ball. Scott had received another text from Kirk about an hour earlier saying Cheryl was on her way. There was a video attached to it and he opened it.

The video was of Cheryl and she was nude sitting on Brian's cock in a reverse cowgirl. Her pussy was spread as she bounced up and down on his cock. He heard Kirk encouraging her and then a cell phone in the background. Maria appeared and handed the phone to Cheryl and everyone got quite.

Their conversation from earlier played as Brian reached around and played with her clit. She had been fucking while they were talking on the phone. As soon as she hung up she tossed the phone onto the couch beside her and everyone laughed.

Kirk handed the phone to someone, probably Maria and walked over to Cheryl. "The only fucking lunch you are getting is another load of cum," he said as he pulled her head down to his cock. 

Scott could hear Maria telling him to feed the bitch. When they were both ready to cum they put Cheryl on her knees and made her beg them to give her what she wanted. Soon they covered her face with their loads and Cheryl licked her lips and smiled at the camera.

Things had changed. Scott had decided that making their time together special in hopes that it would encourage her to quit was not working. They no longer ate dinner together or took walks. They had begun to coexist and be roommates rather than man and wife. Cheryl noticed but dug her heals in thinking she was in the right. 

Finally the weekend of the next party approached and neither had mentioned anything about going. Thursday night Cheryl made sure Scott saw her packing her bag for the weekend trying to get him to say something but he ignored her. Friday Scott got up early and went to work without waking Cheryl.

  *******************

Cheryl woke up and was surprised to see Scott had already left without waking her. Just more of his little tantrum she thought. It did bother her that things were so icy between them but not enough that she even considered not going to the party. 

She lay thinking about the video that Kirk had sent Scott. She had asked him earlier in the week what he had sent and he had forwarded the video to her. She watched it several times as she played with herself. She was really surprised Scott had not pitched a fit about her fucking while they talked. He was becoming such a wimp and pussy. She had decided that she could do whatever she wanted and he would not say anything about it. She was starting to really enjoy flaunting what she was doing. 

True to his word Kirk had something very special planned for Cheryl. There were a few things he still wanted to make her do before he moved on to his new slut and he planned to make Scott's life miserable. Based on the experience in Tampa he knew that they could play hard one night but would have to back off on the second. He had invited some special guests for Friday night and between Cheryl and Maria he was not sure who was more excited. Both had been texting him. Maria knew what was going on and wanted to make sure she was going to be in the middle of everything. Cheryl had no idea and was trying to figure out what she was in for.

She finally got out of the bed and ran a bubble bath and soaked for an hour. She got dressed and was ready to leave shortly after noon. Before she left she called Scott on his cell.

"Hello," he said picking it up.

"Hey baby," she replied cheerfully. "You left without waking me and giving me a good bye kiss."

"I figured you needed your rest," he said stoically. 

Laughing she replied, "You are right about that." She was rubbing it in his face. "Kirk has something special planned for me but I still like my baby to send me off with a kiss."

"Well since I am not sending you off you do not need a sending off kiss," he said with no emotion.

"Want to grab lunch before I leave?"

Scott thought about it for a minute. Should he give it a shot and see if he could talk her out of it. He decided there was not a chance in hell that he would and by having lunch he was just condoning what she was doing. She was making it very difficult for him to give her until after the first of the year.




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 07



"No. I am sure you want to spread your legs as soon as you can," he said with a touch of sadness in his voice.

Fucking sissy she thought. Was he going to cry? If he was any kind of a man he would be doing for her what she had to get Kirk to do. "Don't sound so sad baby. As you have admitted you cannot do what Kirk can do for me. He will keep me 

satisfied. Doesn't that make you happy for me?"

There was a pause and then the line went dead. 

Cheryl grabbed her bags and started the half hour trip down to St. Augustine. She arrived around one and was welcomed by Brian and Maria. They relaxed until around seven and then started getting ready for the nights events. 

   ****************

Cheryl was home on Sunday shortly after noon and Scott could tell the weekend had taken a heavy toll on her. When she got home she did not even take her bag out of her car choosing instead to go straight upstairs and get in the shower. 

Afterwards she went to bed and Scott did not see her until late that evening. He had gotten her bag out of the car and put her clothes in the washer. He also had gotten a text from Kirk telling him their latest adventure was on the site and for him to enjoy it while he jerked off. Scott went to the site and clicked the latest video.

He was not really surprised by what he saw. Cheryl had a dog collar on and was tied to a St. Andrews cross where she was mocked and fondled by several men. A toy had been inserted in her pussy and Kirk enjoyed turning the intensity up and watching her beg for him to turn it down. 

Once they tired of the display she was released and although mobile she was not allowed to stand on her feet but was made to crawl.

Maria had attached a leash to the dog collar and led her around to the men who took turns fucking her. Several of the men came in Cheryl's pussy while others came in various other places. Scott had not seen her take any drugs but it was obvious that she was out of her head on something. The party continued like this and Cheryl had come many times when Kirk suddenly called for everyone's attention. 

"I have a special treat for you," he said. "As you all know Cheryl is my slut. What you may not know is Cheryl's husband is sitting in Jacksonville right now jerking off thinking about me using his wife. Brian, come over here and take a close up of Cheryl. Look into the camera Cheryl. Anything you want to tell your wimp ass husband?" 

Cheryl looked into the camera with glazed eyes and smiled, "Hey babe. Wish you were here to enjoy this."

"Tell him why you come to me Cheryl," Kirk told her.

"Baby you make me come to Kirk for what I need," she said as she looked at the camera. "With that little dick of yours you cannot give me what I need. When I come home you can jerk off while we watch this." She shuttered as she said this enjoying the feeling of throwing this in Scott's face.

Kirk looked around the room until he found the person he was looking for. "Eve, bring Mike over here," he said.

Scott was surprised that Eve was there. He had not seen her or Mike in any of the videos so far. Eve and Mike walked into the camera's view. Eve was practically nude but Mike still had his clothes on. When they were beside Cheryl they stopped and Eve told Mike to strip. Mike started to slowly remove his clothes and when he removed his underwear Scott saw he was wearing the same device he had seen on him before.

Eve spoke up, "This is my cuckold so we thought we would show Scotty what he has in store. Mike lay down."

Mike lay down beside Cheryl and Kirk had her straddle Mike's face. Eve spoke to Mike, "Clean her up so they can use her again baby."

As the camera rotated around the scene Mike began to lick and clean cum from Cheryl's pussy. Scott could take no more and started to stop the video but before he did Kirk stepped in again. 

Kneeling behind Cheryl he spoke to Mike, "Spread her ass for me Mikey. I want to take her ass while you lick my balls."

Kirk fucked her hard for several minutes as Cheryl begged him to take her ass. After several minutes Kirk pulled out and shot his load all over Mikes face while Eve smiled. Kirk stood and walked around so Cheryl could clean his cock off. Once she had cleaned his cock completely he said to Cheryl, "Anything else you want to tell Scotty before we enjoy you some more."

After a brief pause Cheryl slid back so her face was over Mikes. She began to lick cum off while everyone applauded. Just before the video stopped Cheryl looked into the camera and smiled.

   ******************

Scott and Cheryl hardly spoke the next month and things were going downhill quickly. Cheryl made no attempt to hide her conversations with the others. Often she would walk into whatever room Scott was in so he could hear. When the next month's party approached Scott decided he would try one last time to get her to stay home. He knew this was his final attempt and he wanted to make sure Cheryl knew the consequences of her actions. 

On the Wednesday before the party he text Cheryl and hoping it would bring up old times he asked her to meet him at the bench when he got off. He received a text a few minutes later, "I am busy packing for the weekend. We can talk here."

Scott arrived home shortly after five. He grabbed a beer and got ready for the conversation to come. He tried several times to start a conversation but Cheryl avoided him. Finally he walked out to the pool and sat on the deck mentally going through his check list of things he needed to do. Finally Cheryl walked out to the deck but did not sit.

"Well," she said. "You wanted to talk?"

"Yes. Sit down we need to discuss some things."

"Sweetie I really do not have time for this. Say what you need to so I can finish getting ready for the weekend."

"Shut up and sit down Cheryl. We need to talk and I want be sure you hear and understand what I am saying," he replied angrily.

Cheryl sighed and sat down. "What?"

"Cheryl I know I made a mistake when I got us into this lifestyle. I take full responsibility for that. Because I felt responsible I have put up with a lot the last year in an effort to help you get out of the lifestyle. I thought if I gave you some room you would tire of it, 

especially if I made things great for you here at home. When that did not work I tried to let you know how unhappy I was by not spoiling you but that did not work either. I feel like I have paid the price for my mistake many times over and have gone the extra mile to preserve our marriage."

He stopped hoping for some response from Cheryl. When she sighed again he continued, "Cheryl if you do not stop immediately I will file for divorce after the first of the year."

Cheryl just looked at him. She did not believe anything he was saying and knew it was just his latest attempt to control her. "Look Scotty. You started this and when you could not handle it you decided to stop playing. That is your call but I am not ready to give it up just yet. If you want to join then that is fine and I will even tell Kirk you are taking his place as long as you can do the things he does. If not you are welcome to come but I will be Kirk's while he is around. You are welcome to join in the fun and I really wish you would."

"Cheryl, please believe me. If you walk out that door on Friday to spend the weekend in St. Augustine you will kill our marriage. Even with the things you have done, and I have seen a lot of videos of what has been going on I will forgive you and we can rebuild our life."

"Enjoyed the videos did you," Cheryl asked with a sneer? 

"This is your last chance Cheryl. Please do not throw away what we had and what we can rebuild. We can get over the last three years."

Cheryl seemed to think about this a moment and then got up and went back into the house.

  *********************

Scott visited his lawyer on Thursday morning and discussed his situation. He told him what he wanted and that he would like the papers by Monday if that was possible. He spent the rest of Thursday looking at apartments and schedule more appointments for Friday. 

Thursday night Cheryl made sure Scott saw her packing for the weekend but neither said anything to the other. On Friday Scott visited several more apartments and chose one that he felt would be comfortable. 

When Scott got home on Friday Cheryl was not at home. He had not expected her to be. There was a note on the table, "Scott, I have thought about what you said and I do want to save our marriage. I am going to the party this weekend but maybe I will have a new year's resolution we can agree on. Love you, Cheryl."

Scott did not believe the note but true to his nature he held out some hope that maybe she was serious. If not he still had everything in motion. He would talk to her one last time on Sunday. He spent the rest of Friday night reviewing his check list of items before finally falling asleep. Saturday he received a couple of texts from Kirk but ignored them. He packed what he thought would be needed immediately after the move and made notes about what furniture would be needed in the new apartment. 

He went to bed early and had slept for almost four hours when his phone beeped. It was a text from a number he did not recognize immediately because he had rarely spoken to Brian but after a few moments it came to him. "You should come get your wife."

Scott stared at the phone a few minutes not sure what to make of the message. He text back and asked, "Is she ok?"

He did not get a response and got up and put his clothes on. He was concerned that something may have happened and Cheryl may be in trouble. He jumped in the car and drove to St. Augustine getting to Brian and Maria's just after two in the morning. 

There were about fifteen cars parked in the driveway and in front of the house. Scott went to the front door and started to knock but decided to just go in. When he entered there were several people lounging in the den and no one really noticed him. He stood for a moment scanning the room looking for anyone he knew. 

As he stood he listened to some of the conversations and everyone was talking about what was going on upstairs but he could not catch any of the details. He was about to go to the stairs when Brian tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow him to the deck. Scott followed wondering what in the hell was going on.

"Is she ok," he asked Brian as soon as they were outside.

"Yes. She is fine. Scott, I like you and Cheryl and she told me what you discussed with her. I told her to get her bag and go home, something I have told her in the past. As much as I enjoy playing with her I do not want to break up a marriage. Kirk and Maria have no issues with that. Things are getting pretty wild upstairs and I just thought that maybe if you showed up it would shock some sense into her. If what she told me is true this seems like the last shot for you two."

His words just angered Scott. "You are part of the problem," he said. "I was just stupid but you have known where this was headed and did nothing because you enjoyed it. Now you get an attack of conscious and you expect me to go upstairs and confront her?"

"You do what you want. My conscious is clear. Yes I enjoy Cheryl but I also truly like you both. Do what you want," he said and turned and walked away.

Scott stood for a moment and then headed towards the stairs. He approached the master bedroom and the door was slightly open. Pushing it he entered the room and saw Cheryl on the bed. 

The scene was surreal and he stood watching what was happening. A huge black guy was behind Cheryl and had his cock buried in her ass. Several other people stood watching as Cheryl begged the man to fuck her harder. No one noticed Scott or if they did who he was did not register. 

Someone walked in behind Scott and he was nudged out of the way finding a chair as his knees buckled. The big man pulled his cock out of Cheryl's ass and she whimpered and begged him to fuck her some more. The big man grabbed her hair and turned her head and fed his cock into her mouth. It was strange to Scott that no one else was playing with Cheryl except for the one man. Everyone seemed to defer to him.

As Cheryl was sucking and cleaning the man's cock Brian walked in and looked over the situation. He walked to the big man and said something to him. The man looked at a couple of other guests and they followed his eyes to Scott. As they did the big man grabbed Cheryl's hair and turned her to face Scott.

"Is this your man," he asked Cheryl.

Cheryl looked through glazed eyes focusing on Scott. Finally she recognized him and smiled as she shook her head. The man shoved her roughly back onto the bed and walked to where Scott was sitting. As he did a chair appeared and he sat beside Scott as if they were about to have tea. 

He offered his hand as he said, "Hi Scott. My name is Ted. That is some piece of ass you have there."

Scott did not take his hand and just stared at him. The man finally dropped his hand and continued. "I know this may be a shock but what are you doing here?"

Scott had asked himself that same question a dozen times since entering the room. It was obvious Cheryl was not doing anything she did not want to do. "I came to see if she was ok and give her a last chance to come home."

Ted seemed to ponder this a minute and then stood. He walked to the bed and then turned to speak to Scott again. "Tell you what. Because I like you I will let her decide what she wants to do. If she wants to go with you no one here will stop you two from leaving. If she decides she does not then you get the fuck out of here while we enjoy the bitch. Fair enough?"

Scott shook his head. Ted turned to Cheryl. "Cheryl? That is your name right?"

Cheryl shook her head. "Your man is ready for you to come home. You can leave with him or you can show him you want to stay by doing what you know I like best." Ted climbed onto the bed and knelt with his ass in the air. Cheryl looked at Scott and a brief recognition of what was happening flashed across her face. 

Cheryl hesitated as she looked at Scott. Finally turning she smiled as she buried her face in the 

ass of the big man and began licking. Everyone cheered and Cheryl looked up and smiled. 

Reaching between his legs she pulled his cock back and began sucking it alternating between his ass and cock. Scott stared as another man walked up behind Cheryl and started fucking her.

Scott slowly got up and he felt someone grab his elbow and lead him to the door. He turned and looked at Brian as they walked down the hall. Something suddenly occurred to Scott and he turned to Brian. 

"Where are Kirk and Maria?"

Brian hesitated and then led Scott to one of the side bedrooms. "Maria is there second choice," he said as he pushed the door open. Maria was tied to the same St. Andrews cross that Scott had seen in one of the videos. "They come in and use her when they tire of Cheryl. It is not as much fun as she is used to. She likes to be in control but does like the fucking they give her. They kicked Kirk out Friday night shortly after they started playing."

Scott was trying to process what was being said. "Who are they," he asked.

"Kirk wanted to make this his last big party and wanted to video everything so he could send it to you. He wanted it to be very nasty and rough and he invited a friend of his who asked if he could invite a couple of friends. Turns out he was part of a gang in Orlando and he invited some of the other members. Ted is apparently the head guy."

They stood and looked at Maria who raised her head and looked at them. Despite her situation she could not help but say something to Scott. "Like what you saw in there? I may be their second choice but at least I am not licking their black asses like that whore of yours."

Scott turned and left the room without saying anything. He drove home and when he pulled into the driveway he could not remember how he got there. He walked in and sat on the couch and waited for Cheryl to come home. Around ten, earlier than Scott anticipated the doorbell rang. He opened it and two black men were helping Cheryl stand. Her clothes were half on and she was covered in cum. "Hey baby," she said. "I am home. Come give me a big kiss and take me to bed." The two men shoved her in and walked away laughing.

Scott caught Cheryl and helped her upstairs and put her in the shower. Turning it on Scott left her there as she mumbled to herself.

   *****************

Cheryl felt like hell on Monday. She slept until noon and finally crawled out of bed. By late afternoon she was feeling a little better. She failed to go into the garage or she would have noticed several pieces of furniture and packed boxes. Scott got in shortly after five and asked Cheryl to come into the den. When she came into the den there was another person there that she did not recognize.

"Cheryl Patterson," the man asked?

"Yes," Cheryl replied confused.

He handed her a manila envelope, "You have been served." The man then turned and left the room. As soon as he left two men came in and Scott turned and spoke to them, "Everything is in the garage. Let me know when you have it loaded." 

Scott stepped over to her and led her to the couch.

"Cheryl I want you to listen to me carefully. You need to find a lawyer and have him review the divorce papers with you. I will tell you that you can take them as they are or you will regret it."

"Scott," Cheryl began but he cut her off.

"No Cheryl. Just listen. I downloaded every video that you and Kirk were so anxious for me to see. They are now in my lawyers office and unless you want them to be a part of the proceedings you need to take what I am offering. You will need to call the kids and tell them we are divorcing. Unless you fight the divorce you can tell them we just grew apart and I will back you up. I will never say anything bad about you to them. There is no need for them to know all the details. Cheryl I am as much responsible for this as you and I do not want to make this hard on you."

The men appeared and let Scott know they had finished loading the truck. "There is one more item in the guest bedroom upstairs," Scott said.

The men headed upstairs and soon came back down the stairs with Cheryl's luggage. Cheryl looked at them confused. "That is my luggage," she said.

"Yes," Scott replied. "I have gotten you an apartment. You need to follow these guys to your new place. If I have missed anything you can get it later. They will get you settled in.

Three hours later Cheryl sat on her bed in her new apartment and cried.



  **************

Ten months later Scott received a text from Cheryl. He had not seen her in almost eight months. Cheryl had signed the divorce papers with little hesitation. The last thing she wanted was for everything to come to light for her family and friends. "I would enjoy talking. Can you meet at the bench tomorrow?"

Scott saw Cheryl as he walked up the beach. She was sitting on the bench looking rested and better than she had the last time Scott had seen her. As he walked up Cheryl stood and hugged him.

"I am so glad you came. I was not sure if you would."

"Of course I would. How are you doing," Scott asked?

"Good. How about you?"

"I am still adjusting but things are getting better," he replied.

They sat silent for a long time. Finally Cheryl turned to him and said, "Scott I want to apologize and thank you. I know I put you through hell because I was so selfish. I took your love for granted and thought I could do anything and you would never leave me. That is a sorry way to live. Because you were man enough to leave me I woke up. It took a few months and believe it or not I sunk even lower before I came to my senses and admitted my mistakes."




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 07



Donna was sitting on the log smoking a joint with one hand and stroking her pussy with the other. She was a good sized woman. She was probably 5'11" tall and had the body of an Amazon. She had powerful legs and tight abs. The only part of her body that wasn't tight and muscled was her chest. Her boobs were huge, D-cups at least. Her blonde hair was cut short. She saw me looking at her and held out the joint. I walked over and sat down next to her on the log and took a long drag on the joint. 

"So you are the new couple Jeff told me about," she said. "I heard that you are incredibly hot and that you and Julie are quite a pair."

"So did you hear about my high school GPA and the first guy I fucked too," I said, my anger returning. "I thought we were just coming to the beach for some quiet fun and sun and here we are in Hollywood North and everybody knows the script but me."

"Jeff didn't tell you about making a film today?" asked Donna incredulously. "Well that shit. Come with me, sweet heart!" she said and got up stomping through the pile of bodies until she found him. He was lying on his back as a young blonde 20-something bounced up and down on his cock.

"He Jeff, you ass hole," She said sitting on his chest. "Why didn't you tell Susan about making a film today?" 

"She loves to be spontaneous," said Jeff as he started to explain.

"Oh, shut the fuck up and eat this!" she said as she repositioned herself so that her pussy landed right on his mouth. "That will teach him," she said to me with a playful grin as she ground her cunt into him. "Hey Bill," she yelled at her husband. "Come on over here and give this lady a licking. And you too, Henry."

Bill pulled his cock out of the woman he was fucking and Henry pulled his cock out of some other woman I had never seen before and they both came over to he and asked, "So what's your pleasure, Susan?"

I looked at them sized up their still hard cocks. Henry had a long thin cock and Bill had a thick giant, at least 10" long. I grinned at them and said to Bill, "You get on your back and I'll take top. And you, Henry, drill my ass."

Bill lay down with his cock point toward the heavens and I lowered myself onto him. He was so thick that I had to take him slowly, in stages. But take him, I did; to the hilt. And then I bent over him so that Henry could fuck me in the ass. He reached over to Donna's pussy and stuck his fingers into her slid to get some of her juices on his hand, and then used her juices to lubricate my ass. He stuck one finger and then another into my ass to get me ready and then slowly pressed his cock into me. I could feel Bill's monster in my vagina and Henry's in my ass as they started to pump together. I was filled to capacity with cock as I rocked my hips into them. I felt something brush my hair and I looked up to see yet another cock staring me in the face. I didn't recognize it, or its owner, but hell, a cock is a cock is a cock. So I sucked it. 

The cock I was sucking erupted down my throat a few minutes later, letting me focus on the two I was fucking. I started to up the tempo as I could feel my own orgasm building. Henry and Bill were pounding in unison and it felt like Bill's cock was almost in my stomach. Henry let out a yell and I felt him spurt into my ass. He hung with me for a couple more strokes and then pulled out and collapsed on the sand. Bill kept pounding and then rammed himself hard into me and grunted as he unleashed a torrent of cum inside me. That was enough to push me over the edge and I fell off of him and shot a stream of my own nectar high into the air across the pile of naked bodies. I pulsed several times, drenching everyone nearby.

"Was that rain?" I heard somebody ask.

"No," said Donna next to me. "That was Susan showing you all how a real woman comes! Wow! That was outstanding!"

She pulled herself off of Jeff's face and dove for my quivering quim and started licking me. I was shaking from my massive orgasm, but she knew somehow that I wasn't finished yet. Her tongue seemed to know exactly what my pussy wanted and in moments, I felt another orgasm building.

"I'm coming again!" I yelled as I let loose another spray of cum, but this time, Donna took the entire load on her face and down her throat. She kept licking me and drinking my juices until I had to push her away. I was as spent as I have ever been and my cunt was so super-sensitized that even her knowing touch was too much to handle. 

I closed my legs and curled up in a ball and lay on the beach in a daze. All around me, people were fucking and sucking, but for the first time in my life, I was satiated with sex. I got up and moved away from the crowd of bodies. I found a towel and lay on my back in the afternoon sun and drifted off to sleep. 

I awoke sometime later to a kiss on my lips. "Awake, my princess!" I heard Bob say. 

"Princess, hell. I'm not a princess. I feel like the queen of sluts," I mumbled back to him. The sun was lower and the beach was starting to cool down. 

"Want to head back to the hotel?" asked Bob.

"Probably a good idea," I said, feeling my stomach growl. I thought of all the cum I had drunk today and said, "I've had lots of protein, but not enough carbohydrates."

Bob helped me to my feet. Jeff and Julie were packing up and the rest of the cast of the orgy were nowhere to be seen. I pulled on my yellow cotton dress and took Bob's arm as we made our way back to the car. Jeff drove us south to Santa Cruz and then north over route 17 to San Jose. On the way back over the hill, I snuggled with Bob and just thought about the past few days. 

I truly had let my inner slut out of the dark place she had hidden in all my life. I was loving everything about being a slut, but still felt a gnawing sense of guilt. My religious training was whispering in my ear telling me that I was a sinner and I would burn in Hell, but I knew that was bullshit. As long as nobody got hurt and my relationship with Bob wasn't endangered, I could have my cake and be eaten too, I thought and felt myself chuckle.

"What?" Bob asked, hearing my soft laughter.

"I was just thinking about what a slut I have become and how much I am enjoying it," I told him. "What about you? Are you enjoying my becoming a cum queen?"

"Totally," he said with a big grin. "I am loving every minute of it. And you aren't the only one whose sex life has been kicked into overdrive. I fucked, sucked or got sucked by at least six different women today. That's a new record for me."

Bob went silent for a moment and said, "Hey Jeff, when were you going to tell us about the movie you made today?"

"Well, I haven't made it yet," he said. We have lots of footage, but now comes the hard part. I probably have eight hours of film that I have to edit down to about 30-40 minutes."

"Eight hours!" I exclaimed in amazement. "How many cameras did you have?"

"Four," said Jeff, clearly pleased with himself.

"But I only saw two!"

"The other two were a ways away. One was up on the cliff with a telephoto lens, and the other was down the beach. They were all pretty close up by the time you drifted off to sleep."

"So what are you going to do with all this film?" Bob asked.

"I will probably make over $100,000 off of today's footage. It will make several movies and lots of shorts."

"Holy shit," said Bob, clearly impressed. "And what do the actors get paid?"

"Everyone gets a copy of everything, and you guys get your entire trip paid for. And if you want to do it again, I'll cut you in. Susan, you are a natural. When you told Henry and Bill to double team you and then took Sandy in your mouth... well, that was priceless."

"I've seen lots of double and triple penetration shots before," said Bob. "What makes that shot so special?"

"Susan," said Jeff. It was her attitude and her directness, and her total authenticity. She wasn't faking anything for the camera. She wanted to be fucked hard and deep and she made sure she got what she wanted. And besides, I have a special thing for powerful women who ask for what they want," he finished proudly looking at Julie.

She turned around and looked at me and said, "My only regret today was that we didn't get any shots of you and me getting it on with each other."

I looked at her and smiled and reached forward and stroked her cheek. "Maybe later, sweetie, after diner. And speaking of dinner, what's the plan?"

Julie said that they were just thinking about having dinner at the hotel, and that sounded pretty good to me. We passed through Los Gatos, and then Campbell and were back at our hotel downtown in just a few minutes. We all piled out of the car and Jeff, Julie and Bob headed for the restaurant. I told them that I wanted to go to the room and shower off first. I could still feel dried cum in my hair and sand in my pussy and I needed to get cleaned up. I peeled off and headed for the elevator. 

The door was just closing as I approached, so I yelled, "Hold that elevator, please!" A hand shot between the doors and they reopened again as I rushed onto it. I turned around to thank whoever stopped the door and saw a familiar face.

"Well I'll be darned," said the dumbstruck jogger. "I swore to myself that if I saw you again I would not let you get away without at least thanking you. I had a hard on for three hours after I first saw you in the hall. I have never seen anything hotter or nastier than when you looked at me while you wiped some cum from your pussy and licked it off your fingers. And then when you flashed me again, all I could think of was how much I wanted to fuck you."

I was tired and messy, but I was also learning never to pass up a good opportunity. I looked this fellow straight in the crotch and grabbed his cock through his shorts. He wasn't wearing jogging shorts any more, but what he was wearing was loose fitting enough for me to easily get my hands inside his pants. I squeezed his cock and it woke up and said, "Howdy, Ma'm!" right back to me. Well, not in so many words, but cocks do speak and I have learned their language. When they get hard, they like to be stroked. When they get soft, they like to get sucked. And when they start to bounce up and down like this fellow's, they want a nice warm pussy or throat to hide in.

The elevator opened on the 14th floor and we both got out. "I have had a long day of fucking and sucking and I am pretty worn out, so if you want to fuck me, you are going to have to get my juices going first," I said as I walked down the hall to my room. "Well?" I turned and looked at him.

"Anything to oblige a lady," he said with a big shit-eating grin. 

"OK, lick me," I said unbuttoning my dress completely. "Right here, in the hall, down on your knees and lick my pussy." I figured that if he had the balls to do what I asked, he may be fun to play with. 

He dropped to his knees in front of me and put his arms around my buns and pulled me towards him. He started licking my twat, and what he lacked in style, he made up for in enthusiasm. I heard the elevator door open down the hall and I saw an older couple walking slowly our way, so I decided it was time to make a strategic retreat. I fished my room key from my tiny purse, opened the door and dragged our jogger into the room. I plopped myself on the bed and spread my legs and told him to get back to work. He didn't need a second invitation as dove between my legs and locked his lips on my cunt.

I pulled out my cell phone and called Bob. "Wassup?" he answered.

"Well, remember awhile ago we talked about telling each other when we want to fuck somebody else?"

"Yeah, I remember. Who do you want to fuck now?"

"Remember the Jogger? Well, he was on the elevator when I got on, and right now he is licking my pussy. But I figure that he won't last more than 10 minutes, and a shower will only take me another 10, so if you don't see me in 20 minutes, assume that this guy has more stamina than I give him credit for."

"Susan's fucking the jogger," Bob told Jeff and Julie. "But she figures he won't last long. ETA in 20."

Bob returned to me and said, "OK, honey, have a good time, but we are going to order. What do you want?"

"I want a large marguerite and a carne asada," I said as the jogger licked my pussy. Just then he hit a sweet spot and I said, "Oh, that was nice. Whatever you did, do it more."

"OK, honey," I said to Bob again. "See you soon."

I turned to the jogger and said with bravado, "Off with your pants, nave! I want to see your cock." He quickly stripped off his clothes and presented a nice solid seven inch cock that looked fully ready for action. I pulled my legs up to my shoulders and said, "Stick that puppy in me, lover. Let's see how much stamina you really have." He steered is cock into my nest and we started urgently pounding. This was to be the definition of a quickie. I wanted to see how quick I could get him to cum, so I squeezed my vaginal muscles on his cock every time he pumped himself into me so that when he pulled himself out, I was hanging onto him. Sure enough, in about four minutes, his face got flush and he started to groan. 

"Pull out so I can suck you," I said, pushing him off me. He stood up at the foot of the bed and I sucked him down my throat and grabbed his balls. I stuck one finger up his ass and started stroking his prostate, and that was about all it took. He grunted and shot and I caught a nice load of protein down my throat. But I was still hungry for some carbs. I got up from the bed and wiped the cum that had missed my mouth on my fingers and sucked them clean. I then reached two fingers into my pussy and offered them to the jogger. He smiled, but refused my offer.

"I'm gonna shower. You can leave, watch or wash my back. Then I'm going downstairs to have dinner with my husband and our friends." He thought about my offer for a moment and decided he had had enough. I think he made a wise choice. I stepped into the shower and let myself soak for several minutes, and then I washed my hair and my body as thoroughly as I could. I finished my shower, towel dried my hair and threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and made for the hotel lobby again.

Bob, Jeff and Julie were already eating. They had ordered a big plate of lasagna for me and I wolfed it down, pretty much in silence. We headed home tomorrow (Monday) afternoon, so our time with Jeff and Julie was coming to an end. Even though I had more sex in the past two days than I ever thought I could handle, I still felt a yearning for Julie's touch. I looked at her across the table and she was staring back at me. "A penny for your thoughts," she offered.

I smiled and said, "They are worth way more than a penny, but for you..." I paused for a moment in an attempt to put some sense and order to my many thoughts and feelings. "Well, first and foremost, I am going to miss you. I have loved our time together and I don't want it to end. You have opened yet another doorway within me to a room I never knew existed. You have given me an idea about body jewelry and now I want to get some piercings. We have had great fun and even greater sex together, and I am going to miss both."

Julie looked at me lovingly and offered me her hand across the table. "You have been a gift to me, too. I have learned to love in yet another way I didn't know was possible, and I certainly will miss you and Bob. Perhaps we can come to Seattle and pay you a visit," she said, her eyes lighting up.

I felt a big rush of excitement as she said that and said, "That would be wonderful. Have you ever been to Seattle? When could you come? You'll bring Jeff, right?" 

"Slow down, honey," she said. "No, we have never been to Seattle and of course Jeff will come. Won't you honey," she asked Jeff.

"Sure, sweetheart. How about September?" responded Jeff. 

"Great!" I blurted. And then I felt another flash of excitement as I said to Julie, "Maybe you and I can have our own gangbang at the Johnson lodge..."

To be continued...



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 08



Chapter 8 -- Susie Gets Pierced 

Our flight back from San Jose was smooth and uneventful except for the turbulence that resulted in a lap full of diet Coke. The flight attendant was very apologetic, but it really wasn't her fault. We just hit one bump and it happened just as she was handing me a cup of pop. It did make a mess of the dress I was wearing and it soaked right through to my skin. I headed quickly for the restroom to dry myself off and the flight attendant followed me to help in any way she could. We made it to the back of the plane where the galley on this particular type of plane is located, and she got some towels and offered to help clean the coke off the front of my dress. I took her up on her offer and let her start to pat me down. 

If you have read the previous chapters in this story, you will probably (and correctly) assume that I was naked beneath my dress and that the dress itself was quite thin. It was, after all, summer in both San Jose and Seattle, and I am rapidly becoming a flagrant exhibitionist. 

I could sense as she patted my dress with a towel that she was starting to enjoy herself, so I helped her along and asked her if she had a towel I could use to dry my skin. She handed me one and I lifted my dress to start drying off the top of my legs. When I raised my dress, I kept my eyes on her to see her reaction as I gave her a quick flash of my naked pussy. She didn't show any reaction, and she didn't pull away, either.

"Would you be a dear?" I asked her as I pulled my dress up even farther and handed her the towel. Here was the moment of truth. Would she take the bait I was offering her?

She looked at me quickly and smiled and took the towel from me. She carefully stroked the front of my legs and my belly and made a quick pass over my pussy, but she lingered only long enough to send me a clear message that she would like an opportunity to linger longer. 

When my dress was as dry as it was going to get in the circumstances, she reached into her purse which was stashed nearby and pulled out a pen and business card. It was a personal card with her personal contact information on it, including her cell phone and her home address. Her name was Kathy McLuckey and she lived in Seattle.

"Please let me pay to have your dress cleaned," she said as she handed me her card. "And give me a call as soon as you can," she added with a wink. I smiled at her and asked for her pen. I wrote my number on the palm of her hand and gave a kiss on the cheek and asked her to call me when she had her next layover in Seattle.

I made my way back to my seat and gave my husband, Bob a kiss on the cheek and whispered in his ear, "I think she likes me. She helped me dry off and she gave me her card. She wants to hook up." 

Bob grinned at me and shook his head. "Thanks for the update. Can I watch?"

I laughed at him and said, "Maybe. But first, I want to check her out. OK?"

"Sure," he said and gave me a kiss. "Just as long as I get the blow by blow report."

"You mean the lickety split report, don't you?" I retorted with a chuckle.

We settled in for the rest of the brief flight, and before we knew it, the plane was circling Seattle to land at SeaTac from the north. The sky was clear blue and Lake Washington was smooth. It looked like a good day to come home. We made it through baggage land and hopped a bus to the long term parking lot where we had left our car. There was a young fellow with a backpack sitting opposite me on the shuttle bus, and I couldn't resist the temptation to give him a good flash. He gave me a big grin and a thumbs up in return. 

The bus dropped us off at our car and we dumped our bags in the trunk and headed for Kirkland. As we got onto I-405, Bob asked me what I wanted to do with the rest of the day. I thought about it and said, '"Well one thing I want to do is start researching where I can get a clit ring. Any ideas?"

Bob thought about it and shrugged his shoulders. "I haven't a clue, but I'll bet if you start asking around, you will get some answers pretty quick."

We stopped at the Whole Foods store in Bellevue to stock up on food and then headed for our house in Kirkland. We shuttled our bags and food into the house, put the food away and then collapsed on the couch. Bob put his hand on my knee and started stroking my leg. I put my leg over his to give him wide open access and pretty soon, he was stroking my pussy. I lay back and put one leg onto of the couch and Bob took the invitation and went down on me. "You smell like Coke!" he said with a grin, and then returned to lapping away at my lunch box. I lay there and let him pleasure me, feeling his tongue explore my pussy and his fingers tease me. He knew right where to stroke me, and pretty soon, I felt a small orgasm start to rush through my body. I jammed my hips into his face as I came, and said, "Thank you for that. Now it's your turn. I stood up and pulled him to a sitting position and helped him off with his shorts. 

His cock was pretty hard already, so I straddled him and guided it into my cunt and started riding him. He pulled off my dress and started playing with my nipples as we fucked and he asked, "So when do you want to get your piercings?"

I kept fucking him as I said, "Soon, but not until you cum. Tell me when you are ready. We rocked along for about 10 minutes before Bob increased his stroke and told me he was about to cum. I jumped off him and took his cock down my throat and sucked him until he exploded down my throat. I kept on sucking him until he got soft. I gave his pecker a final kiss and then gave Bob a kiss on the lips and waltzed off to the kitchen to make some dinner.

Bob wandered in about 10 minutes later, wearing only a t-shirt. We were both pretty comfortable being naked in our house because the picture window in our living room was the only window that didn't have blinds, and nobody could see anything unless they were stopped in front of our house. I finished making us dinner and we settled down in front of the TV for a quiet evening at home when the phone rang. Bob answered it and listened for a moment and looked at me with a big grin. "She's right here," he said and handed the phone to me.

"Hi, Susan, this is Kathy, from your flight today. You told me to call when I had my next layover, so here I am."

"Well hello there," I said, both surprised and delighted to hear from her. "So where's home port for you?" I asked. 

"Seattle," she replied. "I loved the way you flashed me today. That was totally hot. I will have to spill drinks on beautiful women more often."

"I'm happy it didn't backfire," I said with a laugh. "And I am especially happy that you called. I take it you would like to get together sometime?"

"Yes, I would like that, but I am puzzled about the fellow who answered the phone. Is he the fellow you were sitting next to? Are you married? I'm just a bit confused."

"No problem," I said. "Yes, he is my husband and we have developed a very open marriage. I love both women and men and I found you very attractive. I told him I wanted to hook up with you alone, at least to get to know you and he is fine with that. Are you?"

"Oh, yes," she said with a sigh of relief. "I am bisexual myself, but I prefer women. I have to fly south on Wednesday, so could we get together tomorrow sometime?"

"I'd love that," I told her. "Where would you like to meet?" We settled for lunch on Capitol Hill and said goodbye. Capitol Hill is one of Seattle's more wide open parts of town, and I had a hunch that it may be a good place to begin my body piercing research. 

Bob and I settled down for the rest of the evening in front of the TV and hit the sack early. He was up and out the door early and I slept in, enjoying the quite morning alone. I got up around 10:00 and showered and shaved my pussy carefully. I put on a sexy strapless mini dress that flaunted my boobs and clearly showed that I wasn't wearing a bra. And naturally, I left the panties behind. I was out the door by about 11:30 and made it to the small restaurant Kathy had chosen shortly after noon. Kathy was waiting for me at a small table towards the back of the restaurant and she gave me a big grin as I walked up. She got up from the table and we gave each other a quick kiss on the lips and sat down.

"Well look at you, girl," she said, checking me out. "If I didn't know better, I would say that you are a girl on the prowl, she added with a wink. Kathy was wearing a simple blouse and short skirt that wasn't at all as daring as my mini dress, but I could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her blouse. 

"It looks like neither of us likes wearing a bra," I said, my eyes resting on her rapidly hardening nipples. I could not tell for sure, but it looked like she had small lumps on either side of each nipple. Does she have little barbells through her nipples like Julie's, I wondered. 

Kathy said that she had to wear a bra for work, but that this was play, and she preferred to be a bit looser when the situation allowed it, and this situation certainly did.

We both looked at the menu and chose salads and a glass of wine, then got down to some serious seduction banter.

"So you prefer women," I said. "Are you gay or just bi?" 

"I'm bi, but I find that women somehow know how to pleasure me better than men. I still love cocks and the rough feel of men, and my mood shifts back and forth, but right now, especially today, I am feeling like some serious pussy licking. Interested?" she asked, raising her eyebrows and holding her breath as she waited for my answer. 

"Your place or mine," I purred back at her. "After what I learned this weekend, I would love a chance to pleasure your pretty little pussy. And I hope you will pleasure me back."

Kathy gave me a big smile and said, "I live only a few blocks away and I am getting hot just thinking about that beautiful bald pussy of yours."

We finished our lunch, paid our tab and walked out the door hand-in-hand. We walked to her apartment, stopping every few yards to give each other increasingly sloppy kisses. By the time we got to her apartment building, we were so hot for each other that she dropped her keys on the front step. As she bent over to pick them up, I reached under her dress and stroked her moist pussy. She recovered her keys and managed to get them in the lock and we rushed up the stairs to her second floor flat. She opened the door and we darted in, slamming the door behind us. Within seconds, our clothing trail led straight to her bedroom and I was on my back with her licking my pussy. 

She twisted herself around to offer herself to me and I was presented with not just a bald pussy like mine, but a bald pussy with two little barbells sticking through the hood of her clit. I stared at them in fascination for several moments. Kathy stopped licking me and said, "What's wrong?"

"Absolutely nothing is wrong," I said. "I am just staring at your clit piercings. Where did you get them done?"

Kathy sat up and said, "There is a small place nearby that does an excellent job. I have several other piercings. Would you like to see them?"

"Yes," I said as I sat up with her. My suspicions about her nipple piercings were confirmed. She had golden barbells through each nipple. They were so cute that I couldn't resist playing with them. "Tell me about them," I asked. "Did they hurt? How long did it take them to heal? How do they feel?"

Kathy gave me a big grin and said, "I will tell you all about them, but you have to make me orgasm first. OK?"

"Sure," I said as I took one nipple and then the other in my mouth and played with them with my teeth and my tongue. I ran my tongue from one nipple to the other and then slowly down her abdomen to her pussy. I kept on going down one leg, kissing and licking her as I went. I got to her foot and I gently sucked on each toe, then I started back up her leg and strayed only for a moment on her pussy before I gave her other leg equal attention. By the time I made it back to her pussy again, she was stroking her own clit and playing with her barbells. I licked her clit and worked my tongue deep into her slit and then added one finger after another until I had four fingers deep in her cunt. She started moaning and said, "Give me your whole hand! Stick the whole thing into me!" I folded my thumb into my palm and started pushing my hand into her pussy. "Oh, yes, oh yes," she started to moan. "Give me more. I want it all!" So I pushed my whole hand into her cunt and kept pushing until my fingertips reached her cervix. I started pushing and pulling faster and faster and Kathy kept moaning "yes, yes, yes." She started bucking wildly and said, "Now!" I pulled my hand from her pussy and she let loose with a real gusher. It was a good thing I wasn't wearing anything or she would have another cleaning bill on her hands. 

Kathy lay there with her eyes closed, lost in post-orgasmic bliss as I gently fingered my own pussy and stared at her piercings. I knew I wanted to get piercings just like hers, and I my curiosity was even greater than my sexual desires in the moment. After about 10 minutes, Kathy opened her eyes and smiled at me. "That was wonderful," she purred. She gently stroked her pussy and played with her barbells and said, "Are you thinking about getting your own?"

"Yes, I am," I said to Kathy. I told her about Julie and her piercings and that I have been fantasizing about them ever since I first saw them. I wanted to know how much pain was involved and how quickly they healed.

"The pain is surprisingly small. The nipple piercings hurt for a few days and then I was back to normal. The vaginal piercing took several weeks to heal fully."

"Any second thoughts about getting them?" I asked her.

"Not a single one. I am so glad I got both of them. If you want, you could get pierced this afternoon and surprise your husband."

"Well, it certainly would be a big surprise. You say that the vaginal piercing takes several weeks to heal. Can you have sex during that period?"

"Of course, but you have to be willing to experience some discomfort. The real benefit of the clit hood piercings start to show up when they are fully healed. Then it's like supercharging your clitoral stimulation. You orgasm harder, faster and more often, like just now. I never could have had that intense an orgasm before I got my jewelry added."

I lay back on Kathy's bed and let her play with me. She licked and kissed me all over and I felt a moderate sized orgasm building. I let it loose with a few small squirts and then said to Kathy, "Would you come with me and hold my hand?"

Kathy smiled and said, "Right now?" 

"As soon as we can get some clothes on," I said and I started to pull my dress on. Kathy shrugged and started dressing and we were soon headed to a little tattoo shop nearby. Kathy was greeted by name when she walked in, and the fellow behind the counter asked how he could help me. Kathy told him what I wanted, and he asked me to step into the next room. I won't bore you with the details of the insertions, but less than an hour later, I had two nipple rings, a clitoral hood piercing and a small tattoo of a heart right where my pussy hair would normally be. It did not hurt as much as I expected, but I realized that taking the next few days off from any activities that involved my nipples or pussy would probably be a good idea.

I kissed Kathy goodbye as we left the tattoo shop. I think she was disappointed that we didn't spend the night, but I wanted to get home and show Bob my new toys. I found my car, complete with a parking ticket that I tossed into the glove compartment and entered the daily battle to drive across Lake Washington on route 520. I was back home just before Bob arrived. He found me naked on the couch, playing with my new toys.

To be continued... 



Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 09



Chapter 9 -- Susan's Turn at the Johnson Lodge

Bob, here continuing the story of how my wife, Susan opened Pandora's Box and unleashed her inner slut. It all started several months ago when my buddy Billy invited to a gangbang. Judi, the wife of an acquaintance of ours took on all cumers (so to speak). When I got home, Susan smelled Judi's pussy juices on me, but instead of being angry at me, she realized that Judi had done was what Susan had been suppressing all her life. Over the next few weeks, she fucked and sucked lots of men and even fell in complete lust with the Julie Davenport, a woman we met in California. Julie and her husband produce high quality porn films and made one hell of a film of Susan fucking a bunch of guys on a nude beach north of Santa Cruz. I won't try to retell the whole story of the past couple of months, but I encourage you to go back and read the preceding chapters.

Susan became enamored of Julie's piercings and when we returned from California, she got her nipples pierced and she got a clit ring installed. Our sex life cooled off a bit while Susan recovered from the insertions, but the sexual energy inside her built like a smoldering volcano. Today, when she was on her way home from her job as an accountant, she called me on her cell phone and said, "Hey, baby, I have been thinking about sucking your cock all day. My pussy is still too sensitive to fuck, but my mouth is watering for a cum cocktail. I'm only a few minutes away, so drop whatever you are doing and drop your shorts because your cum queen is hungry for your cock."

I smiled and told her that I would be ready for her and I was standing naked in the doorway with my cock at attention when she walked in. She dropped to her knees without even closing the door and inhaled my pecker all the way down her throat. She tickled my balls and then grabbed my buns and pulled me to her as hard as she could and started fucking me with her mouth as fast as she could. I was pretty horny myself and it wasn't long before I could feel my jism rising from deep in my balls. 

"Get ready for a full load," I said to her. She increased her pace until her head was almost a blur and as I started to cum, she took my cock all the way down her throat and started humming. I exploded with several huge shots as she milked me dry and then pulled her head back and let my cock pop out of her mouth. 

"Thanks, honey," she said. "Damn, I want to get laid in the worst way. I should be ready by the weekend. How about inviting Billy over for dinner and some kinky deserts?"

"I think I have an even better idea," I told her. "Julie and Jeff are coming to town on Saturday."

Susan's face lit up like a Las Vegas Casino and she let out a big whoop. "When did you learn that?"

"Jeff called about an hour ago. He is bringing a preliminary edit of the footage they took on the beach and wants to get our reaction."

"Sweet!" said Susan. "I can't wait for Julie to check out my new jewelry. How long are they staying?"

"I don't know, but I expect it to be longer than just the weekend."

"I hope so. I have been thinking about her and I have an idea I want to talk over with you. Is Dinner ready?"

"Well, you just ate the appetizer, but the main course is in the oven. Let's set the table and hear your idea."

Susan stripped off her work clothing, slipped on a silk see-through short bathrobe and opened a bottle of wine. She poured a glass for each of us as I served dinner, but she somehow forgot to tie her bathrobe so it hung wide open and gave me a good look at her nipple rings.

"You like?" she asked me for the 57th time.

"I'll like them better when I can play instead of just stare." 

"Well you can lick them after dinner if you are gentle. And I'm going to do a test of my clit ring with this wine bottle." She poured each of us a full glass and emptied the bottle, then put one foot on her chair and placed the open end of the wine bottle in her cunt. She held it out to me and invited me to moisten it, so I took it as deep into my mouth as I could and put plenty of saliva on it then gave it back to her. This time, she inserted it right into her pussy and kept on going. It was a Pinot Noir bottle, so it sloped more gently than a Cabernet bottle, but in moment, she had half of the bottle inside her. Her eyes got a bit of a glazed look as she pushed the rest of the bottle into her cunt and then sat down, fully impaled on the wine bottle and ready to eat.

"How's that feel?" I asked her.

Susan just looked at me with a loopy grin and said, "Full."

Just at that moment, the door bell rang and before we had a chance to get up and answer the door, Billy had let himself in and plopped himself down next to Susan. 

"Hey, new nipple jewelry! When did that happen?"

Susan looked at Billy and smiled as she stood up and showed him her clit ring. The bottom of the wine bottle started slipping out as she stood up and Billy couldn't miss the opportunity. He pulled out his cock and laid it next to the wine bottle."

"What are you thinking, bitch. I'm almost as thick and almost as long and I squirt. Pull that bottle out and put some live meat in your love canal."

"I'm still too sore for a live cock in my pussy, but you can fuck my ass while Bob and I talk about an idea I want to share with him." She turned her back to him and sat on his lap, facing away and said, "Now Billy, you haven't forgotten how to find my ass hole with your dick yet, have you?

"Your ass hole hasn't a chance. Billy's butt blaster is on the way." I watched as he inserted first a few inches and then more until he had his entire cock up Susan's ass. 

We were still at the dining room table, so I looked at Susan and ignored Billy fucking her as I asked her, "So what's this grand idea of yours?"

Susan gave me this big grin and said, "I want to do Johnson's Lodge, but this time, my way. I have it all thought out. All I need from you is recruiting. I want at least 30 single men and a minimum of 10 couples who won't freak out and split. Can you do that for me?"

"Oh, and since this will be a fund raiser everyone who shows up has to kick in $500 for a charity of my choosing."

"When do you want to do this?" I asked.

"I need to talk it over with Julie and Judi before I can answer that," she replied. 

"Judi?" I didn't know you girls even know each other."

"You would be surprised how close Judi and I have become in the last few weeks," Susan said with a mischievous grin.

"Do tell, do tell" I asked.

Well, we had lunch a couple of weeks ago and spent the afternoon exploring each other's bodies. She is a real hottie and I am so thankful to her for letting my demon free."

"So what's the big idea?" I asked, more curious now than ever.

"You just recruit and show up on time and you will be pleasantly surprised."

Susan closed her eyes and leaned back into Billy and started grinding her ass onto his cock. She took Billy's hands and put one on each breast and then dropped her hands to her pussy. Billy took the hint and started tweaking Susan's nipple jewelry.

"That's it, Billy. Ram that thing into me. I think I'm going to have a nice orgasm pretty soon. 

"Are you liking this, Bobby?" she asked me. "Do you like seeing Billy fuck my ass?"

I smiled at her and pulled my cock out and offered it to her. I stepped outside Billy's legs and held my cock up to her mouth. She pulled my cock into her mouth with one hand and started stroking my ball sack with the other. She fingered my anus and gently stuck one finger up my ass and started stroking my prostrate. That was about all it took and I groaned "Load coming your way..."

Susan pulled my cock out of her mouth and jacked me off until I came on her tits, all over Billy's hands.

"Shit, Bob. Did you just cum on my hands? That fuckin does it, brother. Now I am going to truly fuck your wife." 

He started fucking her in earnest and yelled, "Here's your load, baby!" Susan slammed her ass down on him and let go with a big squirt that drenched me and the living room carpet.

Susan and Billy collapsed for a few minutes before Susan pulled herself off his deflated cock and said, "Thanks for bringing desert, Billy. That was fun. And I want some help from you. I think I am ready to take my turn at the Johnson Lodge. Can I count on you to bring ten of your friends?"

Billy looked at her as a huge grin gobbled up his face. He looked at me and said, "You ready for this, Bubba?"

"Truthfully, Billy, after what she did in California, I expect the Johnson Lodge to be pretty tame." 

How wrong I was...

SATURDAY...

We met Jeff and Julie at the airport. Julie and Susan saw each other and rushed into a huge hug and a giant lip lock. They must have kissed each other for two minutes before they finally pulled their torsos apart but kept their arms around each other's waist. They looked at each other for a few moments and then burst out laughing.

"Damn you look fine, girl," Julie said as she gave Susan another kiss. "I can't wait to see your new jewelry. Bob, tell her to be daring and show me her jewelry right now, in the public airport."

I looked at Julie with a big grin and said to Susan, "Don't be daring... until we make it to our car. And you, you little cock teaser, I can't wait to make a sandwich out of you and Jeff." I turned to Jeff and gave him a big hug and said, "So did you bring your camera? Susan wants to put on a show."

Jeff smiled and said, "Got it covered. Believe me. Got it covered." He picked up his bags and said, "Let's boogie. I want to see Susan's clit ring."

Susan winked at me and then pulled her skirt up and down so quickly that even the cameras in the airport would be hard pressed to catch her flash. She turned and started to stroll away with an exaggerated sexy lilt to her hips. She turned her head over her shoulder and said to Julie, "Are you getting wet yet?" She flounced her skirt up and quickly flashed her buns and then ran off down the walkway towards the elevators in the parking garage.

We made it back to our car, dumped their baggage into the trunk and the girls got into the back and started talking... simultaneously. I have never understood how women do that. They both talk at once and apparently they can both talk and listen at the same time. Me, I have a tough enough time just doing one well.

As soon as we cleared the toll booth, Susan lay back against the door, put one leg on the rear deck and the other onto the rear of my seat and showed Julie her clit ring. Julie took her seat belt off and dropped her mouth to Susan's pussy and started licking her clit and tonguing her clit ring. Susan pulled her top down and invited Julie to check out her nipple rings as well. Jeff pulled out a small camcorder and I just tried to keep our car on the road. 

We made it back to Kirkland In one piece, but I had a hard on that could have driven nails. We left the luggage in the car and piled into the living room, ripped off our clothing and started some serious fucking. Jeff lay down on the floor and Susan knelt over him, taking his cock in her pussy. I knelt behind her and drilled her ass while Julie sat on Jeff's face and made out with Susan. We lasted maybe ten minutes before making a major mess on the floor. 

Julie and Susan were still making out as Jeff and I pulled out of Susan. They flipped into a 69 and did a close up examination of each other's clitoral jewelry as Jeff and I grabbed a couple of beers and sat on the couch to watch the show. They kept at it for about a half hour before they ran out of steam and juices. 

"Me casa esta su casa, amigo," I said to Jeff. "And how do you say, "My wife is your wife, at least for the weekend?" 

"Ditto," said Jeff as he took a long pull on his beer.

I pulled on some shorts and got their luggage from the car, then asked, "Anybody hungry?"

Jeff tilted his head and looked at me as if I had just asked the dumbest question he had heard in years. I went to the kitchen and started fixing dinner while Susan and Julie lay on the floor and whispered to each other, breaking into frequent fits of giggles. They were still lost in la la land when I said, "Food's ready. You girls want anything to fill your belly?"

Susan and Julie burst out in another giggle fit and looked at me and Susan said, "Cum! Lots of cum. I want to overdose on cum."

Julie kissed Susan quickly and got up from the floor. She offered Susan her hand and said, "Girl, I think you are going to get your wish."

We all sat down at the table and wolfed down the burgers I had fried. I asked, "So do I get to know the big plan?"

"Nope," giggled Julie. "Trust us, you will love it. And you will agree that if we let you know in advance, it would have spoiled it a bit for you."

The next week went by slowly for me. All I knew was that Susan was going to do her thing at the Johnson Lodge the next Saturday and that I should invite as many friends as I could. And that couples were more than welcome, but they were expected to be liberated couples or at least willing to loosen up for her party.

On the Saturday of the party, Susan and Julie disappeared shortly after noon and Jeff and I decided to play a round of golf. I am a lousy golfer to begin with and I was more than a little distracted. I came in at 102 after losing three balls and most of my concentration. We came back to the house, showered and ate a light dinner then headed for the Johnson Lodge about 7:30. 

We got to the lodge by shortly after 8:00 and there were already over 30 cars in the parking lot. Jeff and I entered the lodge and found the room filled with chairs arrayed in front of a small stage. There was a huge TV screen in the back of the stage and several other large TVs on either side of the room. There were over 50 people, mostly men, but about a dozen women already in the room. Some were standing near the kitchen bar and some were sitting. 

As we entered the room, a gorgeous blonde with very a very well endowed chest came up to me and said, "Bob, we have a special seat reserved just for you." I had no idea who this woman was, but somehow the idea of following her sounded like a good one. She lead me around the chairs to the front row where the very middle chair had a big "Reserved for Bob" sign on it. The blonde invited me to sit, then gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, "Enjoy the show."

The room lights flashed a couple of times and the chairs started to fill quickly. The lights flicked off then on and then off a few more times and then dimmed and the whole room got very quiet. A spotlight appeared on the stage, shining on a king sized mattress. Music started over what sounded like a pretty good sound system. It took a moment before I recognized it -- Ravel's Bolero. 

The TV screens lit up with scenes of the California coastline. The cameras moved from the ocean to the beach and then to a collection of people on the beach. As the camera zoomed in on the people, I could see that they were all naked and fucking and sucking each other. I remembered this scene from just a couple months ago. The camera zoomed in on Susan fucking two guys and jerking off three more. I watched as she brought one guy after another to a squirting orgasm. Some she jerked off on her face or tits, and some she swallowed. There were several close up shots of her holding a dick in her hand as it squirted into her mouth.

A spotlight shined on the bedroom door of the Johnson lodge. The door opened and Susan appeared with Judi and Julie on either arm. Susan was wearing a sheer red gown that draped loosely around her body. It was completely transparent and it has slits down ether side. The front formed a deep V that dropped to beneath her belly button. The swell of her boobs was quite apparent, and I could see her nipple jewelry through the sheer fabric of her dress.

Judi and Julie were wearing similar gowns. Julie's was pure white and Judi's was pure black. As they walked across the room together, the room became dead still except for the throbbing of Bolero, the beat growing slowly in intensity.

The three women stood in front of the bed. Judi and Julie start kissing Susan's breasts. Her dress fell open as they sat her on the bed. They kissed her all over and their intensity grew as the music got faster. Susan spread her legs wide apart. Her clit was about eight feet from my seat and I could see her pussy throb as Judi and Julie kissed and licked her breasts and her belly. They started gently fingering her pussy and I could tell that Susan was only moments from her first orgasm. Judi and Julie each had a finger in her pussy as Susan exploded with a giant spray of cum that managed to hit me right in the face. I could literally taste how hot she was. 

Julie moved between Susan's legs and started licking her pussy as Judi sat on Susan's face and offered her own pussy for Susan to enjoy. 

As Bolero's pulsating beat neared its climax, Susan's hips started pulsating along with the music. As the cymbals clashed and the music ended, Susan erupted with another drenching orgasm. Julie moved her body out of the way so that Susan's squirt could drench me again. This time, it reached the people several rows behind me. 

Julie and Judi stood up as Susan twitched in the afterglow of her orgasm. Her legs were still wide open and her pussy continued to drain her juices onto the mattress. Her friends turned to the audience and silently each walked up to a different woman in the audience. They offered their hands to the women they had chosen and pulled the woman to her feet. Judi whispered in the ear of the woman she had selected and I could see a nervous smile creep onto her face. Judi's woman looked around the room and picked out a man then whispered in Judi's ear. Hand-in-hand, Judi escorted her new friend to the man she had selected. Judi bent down to the man, gave him a full mouth kiss and then said aloud so that the entire room could hear her, "You have been chosen by this beautiful woman as a man she desires. Will you honor her choice?"

The man looked absolutely dumbfounded and a big grin crossed his face. He nodded his head up and down like a happy puppy and opened his arms to the woman who had selected him. Judi whispered into the woman's ear and the woman looked back at Judi uncertainly. Judi smiled at her and gave her a kiss on the cheek as the woman straddled the man she had chosen and sat on his lap. They started kissing, tentatively at first, and then passionately. Judi started clapping and soon the whole room joined in as the two continued their passionate embrace. 

As the applause started to subside, Julie walked up to another woman and whispered in her hear. The woman nodded her head with a big smile and jumped to her feet. She pointed to another man in the audience and Julie escorted her to the man of her choice. Julie didn't get a chance to say anything before the man spread his arms and said in a loud voice, "Hell yes. I have had the hots for you for years!" The woman needed no further encouragement. She knelt in front of the man she had chosen and unbuckled his pants. She pulled his cock free and started sucking on it and the room burst into another round of applause. 

Judi and Julie approached each of the other women in the room and invited them to choose a man. All but two accepted the invitation and soon there were a dozen couples making out, sucking and even fucking around the room.

Once all of the women had been recruited, Julie and Judi walked up to me and pulled me out of my chair and onto the stage. Both women undressed me and started kissing me. Susan moved off the mattress and Judi and Julie had me lay where Susan had been. Susan looked at me, then turned to the audience and said, "It's time to party, folks!" She lowered her pussy onto my cock and said to me, "Thank you, darling! I want to feel your cock explode in me."




Opening Pandora's Box Ch. 09



Julie found a man she liked and pulled him onto the stage as Judi did the same. They undressed the man they had selected and started to suck him off. Julie's man got hard quickly and Julie walked him over to Susan who grabbed his cock and started to deep throat him as I watched from beneath her. Judi's man was ready soon and she offered her man to Susan as well. She now had me in her pussy and one cock in each hand, and I wasn't going to last long. I said, "Honey, I am about to cum. Where do you want me?" 

"Right where you are, my love," she said as she squeezed her pussy tightly and milked my cock. My balls tightened and I shot my load deep into her cunt and then collapsed beneath her. As I softened, she rolled off me and said to the two men she was jacking and sucking, "You lie down and take over where Bob left off. And you get to fuck my ass. I want you both deep inside me. And you, my love," she continued to me, "You go recharge your batteries. There's more waiting for you."

I rolled off the mattress and crawled to my chair as Susan positioned herself to take on the two men. As soon as they were inside her, Julie delivered another cock with a man attached for her to suck on, and Judi delivered another. Then both went off to recruit other men for Susan to play with. I watched as Julie approached a man who was watching another couple fuck. She walked up to him and put an arm around his neck and her hand on his balls and she started kissing him. She dropped to her knees and unzipped him and pulled out his cock and started to suck him off. He sat down on an empty chair and tried to pull Julie into his lap to fuck her, but she said, "Susan gets you first. Once you have cum in her or on her, I'd love to fuck you."

"She's rather busy right now," the fellow said.

"Yes, I agree. Feel free to join in. She gets your first load, and then Judi and I can fuck you."

"OK, babe, if that's the way it works, I better get in line." He got up from his chair, shed his clothes and walked up on stage. As soon as Susan saw him, she grabbed his cock and started sucking on it. She rotated between the three men standing in front of her while she fucked the two other men inside her. 

The fellow fucking her ass pulled out and shot his load on her back and Susan turned to the fellow who had just joined her and said, "My ass is open. You snooze, you lose!" 

He quickly knelt behind her and inserted his cock and got into the swing of things, so to speak. I watched as Julie and Judi delivered one man after another to Susan. Some came on her face, some in her mouth and many in her pussy and ass, and she kept on going. She was a regular energizer bunny. 

I was casually stroking my cock watching all this happen as Julie walked up to me and smiled. She straddled my lap and pulled my cock into her pussy and started to fuck me back to life. I saw Judi do the same with one of the men who had fucked Susan earlier and pretty soon, everything became a big blur. I came inside Julie and sat back to watch the show as Julie found two men to make her into a sandwich. 

I was still sitting in front of Susan when Susan pulled herself off the two men she was fucking and stood in front of me. She had one hand on her left nipple and her other hand deep inside her cunt and she had a glazed look on her face. "I'm coming again," she muttered. "Drink me, my sweet." She straddled my lap and put her pussy up to my face and drenched me with cum. I drank what I could, but she kept on cuming over and over again. When she finally stopped, she bent down and licked her cum from my face and then collapsed in the chair next to me. 

"All fucked out?" I asked her with a big grin.

"Just about," she smiled back. 

The gorgeous blonde who ushered me to my seat appeared in front of Susan and dropped to her knees before Susan's cum covered pussy. The blonde started to lick the cum from Susan's belly and legs and then directly from her cunt. Susan just lay back and held my hand and enjoyed the attention from the blonde. And sure enough, pretty soon, Susan's hips started to move as she responded to the pussy licking she was getting. "I'm going to come again," she moaned. She pulled the blonde away from her pussy and showered her with another load of female jism. How she could manufacture as much as she did has always been a mystery to me, but she thoroughly drenched the blonde. The blonde looked up at me with Susan's juices all over her face and hair and reached for my cock. She sucked me hard and then even harder, driving my cock deep down her throat. She swallowed me whole and even licked my balls while my cock was deep in her throat. 

Susan watched her deep throat me and said, "Wow, she's really good." 

"Uh huh," was all I could get my mouth to say. Her blow job was pure heaven. It took awhile, but eventually I could feel another load making its way from my balls to my cock. I twitched and grunted and finally dumped a decent size load in her mouth. She kept me in her mouth until I was completely drained and soft and then stood up and bent over Susan. Susan looked up to the blonde and opened her mouth and I watched as the blonde drizzled my cum into Susan's mouth. 

I saw Julie nearby and she was watching as Susan and the blonde swapped my cum. Julie quickly came to Susan and pointed to her own mouth and the two of them did another cum swap. The three of them traded my cum between themselves several times until there was nothing left, and then they all looked at me and smiled.

"That was fun. Let's find some more cocks to drain," said Julie as she and the blonde got up and went on a cum hunting safari. I lost track of them as Susan and I sat side by side holding hands and enjoying the moment together in the midst of the great orgy around us. I was gently stroking my cock and she was playing with her clit ring. Both of us were pretty blissed out when Jeff walked up looking both excited and bedraggled. He said, "This is going to get me the Academy Award of Porn. I have the best footage I have ever captured and Susan, you are going to be a real porn star... if you want to be."

Susan looked up at him and slowly continued playing with her pussy. "Does that mean I will have to quit my day job?" she asked with a wry grin.

"No, it means that you won't have to work your day job ever again. I can make you guys very rich, and all you have to do is what comes naturally."

To be continued... (maybe)