0 comments/ 108883 views/ 6 favorites Primetime Charna: Fresh Meat By: Audio-visual This is the ninth part of the sexual biography of my wife, Charna. The first eight parts, in sequence, were "Teen Charna, My Bride to Be," "Teen Bride Charna's Honeymoon Adventures," "Teen Bride Charna Discovers My Best Man is the Best Man," "Teen Bride Charna Dates My Best Friend," "Teen Bride Charna's Going-Away Gangbang," "Primetime Charna: Nude Model," "Primetime Charna: Doctors' Slut," and "Primetime Charna: Vacation Wife." This is the fourth part of the five that recount the years that are normally considered the prime of life—the ten years between the ages of 20 and 30. The problem was how to protect my wife while still satisfying her need to be fucked more, a lot more, than I could fuck her. She is still a "Doctors' Slut", she is still a "Vacation Wife" and she still lures new men for her "Fresh Meat". All three solutions have been very successful, and continue to this day, all at least 15 years after the dates they were first used. Her Tuesday night one-night stands (we call them Tuesday Night Stands) enable me to be more directly involved than the other two do, but only as an eavesdropper. I still believe my ears are as important as my eyes in turning me on (hence the name Audio-visual), and my beautiful wife enjoys telling as much as I enjoy hearing. * * * * * During the six years between Rose's birth and Charna's exciting thirtieth birthday party, another safe sex solution emerged. I have never read of anybody else enjoying this style of recreational sex. It affords me the opportunity to be involved without the man realizing I am listening, and I hear two sides of the adventure. I love listening to Charna, and she is able to recreate the event with nearly perfect memory and tell the story with incredible excitement. Nevertheless, I still like to hear the grunts, groans and different ways guys express excitement about seeing, touching and fucking my wife. The variety is important to our sexual well being, and from her Tuesday Night Stands another 100 or so guys fucked her during her primetime, although the number of adventures that could have led to a fuck was about 270. I didn't think of this until a few months after Rose was born. Charna was ripe to be more than a "doctors' slut" and a "vacation wife". She missed the spontaneity and the adventure she enjoyed by meeting and possibly being seduced by new men. In comparison to her promiscuity prior to the birth of Alex, our first child, she is a model of sexual restraint in her new lifestyle. Before the kids, at least one new guy fucked her every week and she had at least one extramarital fuck every day. The three methods we utilize now to keep her sex drive more contained. They combine to uncover about three new men every two months to fuck her. Except for an occasional new "attending physician" on Thursday night at "the examination", her "fresh meat" men are one night stands. Her one night stands always occur on Tuesday, so we have called them Tuesday Night Stands for as long as I can remember. I limit her non-doctor adventures to once a week, but she is wound tight long before she goes out the door. Her modus operandi: On Monday night around 8:00, after she puts the kids to bed, she dresses in business attire, but without underwear and with several suit coat buttons undone. I have had to revise her wardrobe to let her present the right image, so suits, blouses, sweaters, and long skirts are in her closet for Monday nights only. She drives alone to one of the premium hotel lounges and uses valet parking. She enters the lounge, takes a seat at the bar, and orders wine. Her intent is to make it appear she is a married woman in town on business, but because she sits at the bar she wants to also give the impression she is approachable. She is still beautiful even in boring clothes, so she can select nearly any of the men by discreetly flirting. She prefers men who are obviously married, well dressed, and handsome, and she can usually attract the one she wants to the barstool next to her. After half an hour or so at the bar, if she finds him to be a potentially exciting lover—and believe me when I tell you she finds very few she wouldn't like to try—she suggests they move to a more private spot, preferably a booth. As soon as they are secluded, she lets him know she is highly attracted to him. She scoots right next to him so their thighs contact all the way down. She grabs his arm and rubs her tits on his biceps as they talk. She squirms in her seat, licks her lips, and does anything else that she thinks he might find sexy. She usually moves her hemline up close to her pussy and unbuttons her coat completely. The buttons on the blouse under her suit coat gradually become unfastened as the night progresses. She usually waits until he has started to gently familiarize himself with her body before she tells him the bad news. She tells him she is not in town on business, and that she has to be home by 10:30. The babysitter excuse is highly believable to most of these married men, especially on a weeknight. Of course, this is a bullshit story. I'm the babysitter. She tempers the bad news with the good news that her husband will be out of town until Wednesday, and that they still have some time before she has to go. At this point she usually takes his hand and places it on her shaved and very wet pussy. If he will allow her to, she unzips him and strokes his cock. If not, she squeezes and plays with his cock through his pants. By the time she leaves, which is usually half an hour later than she said she had to leave, he knows every part of her anatomy and she knows his. The men seem to appreciate that she is willing to push the time limit to stay with them, and there is no doubt in any of their minds that she has enjoyed being felt up. She cannot stay totally quiet, and when she is being finger fucked her eyes get glassy and she bites her lower lip to keep the noise to a minimum. When she finally gets up to leave, more often than not after more than one orgasm, she has his room number with his promise to be in his room awaiting her call within an hour. She tells her man of the week that she will check with her babysitter to see if she can "go out with him" on Tuesday night, and that she will call him in his room as soon as she has taken the babysitter home. I always know the name of the lounge she is in, but I don't drink so I have no reference frame to use for my images. When I drank as a young man, there were some very wild times, and there were some very loose girls. I know she isn't in that kind of a bar, but I like to imagine it. As soon as I check to insure the kids are sleeping, I go to bed and lay naked trying to imagine what she is doing. Even the waiting is pleasurable. As soon as she pulls into the garage I get a hard on. Very Pavlovian I guess. She checks on the kids, then strips and gets into bed before she makes her phone call. I turn on the recorder but I don't want to know anything before her call. It is not long before the man who had just finger fucked her knows she is naked in bed, that she is available for the next night, and that she loved what he did to her in the booth. She also tells him that she is going to use the speakerphone to free both her hands so she can enjoy herself while he tells her what he is going to do to her tomorrow night. Hearing both sides of a pornographic phone call makes it so much sexier, so I love our speakerphone. It is an uncomfortable situation for most of these married men, but Charna has become expert at getting them to enjoy it along with her (and me, the totally silent one). Rarely does the man not end up masturbating to orgasm, and Charna and I have never failed to orgasm—she usually more than once. I love to do to her what he tells her he will do to her the next night, and she works very hard getting him to use the most vulgar words for parts of her body and for actions he promises while I am doing them to her. I don't know why the raw language is so arousing to her, but the greater his vocabulary of nasty words, the greater her enjoyment. Nearly all of them fall right into her web, and Charna and her man both moan and talk dirty to the point there is no question of their arousal. Sometime during their conversation she makes him tell her what to wear the next night to excite him and where he would like to take her to show her off. She always promises to wear exactly what he requests, and if he tells her to wear no panties again, he knows he has struck a nerve by the moan she invariably makes when hearing this. If he tells her he wants to show her pussy, cunt, twat, beaver, snatch, clam, quim, vagina or even genitalia to other men, she usually comes in a way that leaves no doubt as to what is happening to her. She always arranges an early time for their date so they will have plenty of time together before she has to get back to take the babysitter home. After she hangs up, with him never knowing I was there, we discuss whether she should meet him the next night. We both can say no and she won't go. We try to be objective about it, but face it we are both excited so she probably goes more than she should. Nevertheless, well under half the time does she go to meet him on Tuesday night. We want to feel confident he will use a condom, that he has not fooled around with a lot of hookers, that he is not interested in fucking her asshole, that he will be discreet, and that he will not try to make it more than a one-night stand. If it wasn't for extenuating circumstances, she would go every time; but then, if it wasn't for extenuating circumstances, we wouldn't be doing it this way in the first place. Even if she doesn't go, I still have the recording of him talking nasty to her and of her coming because of his words (and my surrogate cock in her cunt). She always leaves a message on the hotel switchboard if we decide she shouldn't go. When we decide she should go, she dresses exactly as he told her she should to excite him. Frequently she wears a super slinky, low-cut, tight minidress. She never wears any underwear. She has gone out the door in a baby-doll nightgown and nothing else under her coat. Four times, including last week, all she wore was her coat and high heels. In cool weather we have more options because she can wear her coat. The sexiest look she's gone with in warm weather was a black nightgown with nothing underneath. It wasn't see-through; but then again there wasn't much doubt it was a nightgown either. She has several times gone with a button up thin sundress that can open for flashing like a coat. I love feeling her cunt before she goes out the door because it is always slippery from her pussy juice. She loves the anticipation of these Tuesdays, especially if the night on the town he described involves letting more men see the sexy outfit she is wearing. My anticipation is even greater than hers is, and I find my daydreams create many erections during these days we both know someone new is going to fuck her. When she meets him in the lounge about 7:00 or 7:30, they usually have one drink. Charna didn't drink until after Rose was born, and the only reason she drinks now is so she will have a reason to be in a bar. She will unbutton her coat, if she's wearing it, and let him know exactly what she is wearing, or as was the case last week, what she is not wearing. She usually initiates the dirty talk of the previous night while they are having their drink, and a majority of the time the man takes her to his room so he can do to her what I heard him tell her he was going to do the night before. As exciting as the night on the town would be for Charna, usually the guy can't wait to get inside her cunt and they skip the night on the town. This is undoubtedly wise because of the risk of discovery by somebody that she knows, but we have agreed that if the guy asks, Charna will go with him and do for him whatever he described on the phone the night before. Actually, the nights where the guy has followed through with the original plan have been the most memorable for both Charna and I. There is always the hope that this guy will be one of those that insists on taking her to the strip joint, dirty movie, honky-tonk, club, convention party or private party that he talked about the night before. I always take the kids to dinner and the park after I check Charna's cunt for excitement. They know they are going to have fun whenever their mom "dresses funny," so it has become exciting for our entire family when she heads out the door to one of her Tuesday Night Stands. As soon as I get my worn out children to sleep, I strip and lay in bed imagining what she is doing at the time. I don't touch myself, but I am hard most of the time between 9:00 or so and when she gets home. She does have a good excuse for having to be home at a reasonable time. There have been a few times that she got home after midnight—ostensibly in trouble with her babysitter—but she usually gets home between 11:00 and 11:30. Charna loves to fuck, and she has plenty left for me on those nights. With my prodding and her excellent memory, we record her flings on tape as accurately as possible. Of course, I am fucking her while we make the tape. I love asking her all the same questions I used to get to ask a lot more. I'm not sure why this verbal recount of her one-night stands is so arousing to me, but I have never yet failed to go twice on these nights. If I could go more, Charna would love it. I often listen to these tapes on my way home from work. Both the Monday tapes we made while she talked with the guy and the Tuesday tapes we made after somebody new had just fucked her are better than Viagra. Several times I have walked in the door and hauled her into our bedroom while the kids were still at the dining room table. She's not a quiet lover, so I'm not sure what our kids thought was happening to their mom at first. Later she explained that it was the way moms and dads played, and that we both liked to play. They seemed to be ok with that, and they never asked her again if she was ok when I hauled her ass off for a quickie. There have been, out of the approximately 100 guys who have fucked her this way, eight Wednesday Night Stands. We call them refucks. Eight of these lucky guys got to fuck her on both Tuesday and Wednesday nights. All eight of them took her out Tuesday night rather than directly to their rooms, all eight of them exposed her repeatedly and quite openly, and all eight of them were alpha male types. Charna is a great mother, she's very smart, she has a tremendous memory, she's funny, and she's incredibly tuned in to trends. She does have a weakness, however, and she almost refuses to tell adults what to do. Her submissive side gives her the greatest pleasure, both sexually and in her normal life. I pick her clothes, order for her in restaurants, pick the movies, and generally tell her what she should do while I'm at work. I'm not as forceful as she would like sexually, however, and her response to domineering men is probably exaggerated because I'm not. When a man takes charge, as her other husbands Dick and Marcus do, she loves it. She resonates when she is "forced" to do things she wouldn't normally do. After she committed to a Wednesday Night Stand with the eight alpha males who had already fucked her, she always tried to call them when she got home. Three times, including last week, she was able to reach the guy in his room after their night on the town on Tuesday. It has been exciting to hear these dominant guys narrate the evening for me while she moans in pleasure as I fuck her, but what is more exciting is to hear them tell her what they are going to make her do on Wednesday night. All of them figured out quickly that she would do whatever they wanted, so the Wednesday night dates have always had an edge the others didn't. We know she is going to do things that would make any discovery extremely embarrassing, but this potential humiliation also adds to the excitement. She tells me her pussy throbs on these days. About nine months before she turned 30, I finally saw Charna fucked in person. She had been on many dates and I had photographs and videos of her fucking many different guys. I had heard her talk to men who had just fucked her about fucking her. I had talked to her while she was fucking other men. I had fucked her in front of other men. I had seen her fucked in real time on the monitors at her gangbang in Denver. We always talked about the men who had fucked her while I fucked her. We had been married more than eleven years before I finally saw her being fucked in front of my eyes. It was thrilling beyond belief. The first time was a Wednesday Night Stand. A refuck. I really did get a babysitter so I could go where he said he was going to take her. I listened on Monday when Chuck described how he finger fucked her to three orgasms in the lounge. He reminded her that he told several of his colleagues that he was finger fucking her and that he was going to let them do it too. He had in fact called one of his friends over while he finger fucked her to her third climax and told him to feel her tits and to watch closely as his finger went in and out of her hairless cunt. She told him that his conversation with his friends about her while he was finger fucking her is what made her cum so frequently and so intensely. He made her say that she loved having his friend watch his finger go in and out of her bald cunt, and he had no doubt that she came while she was repeating it to him. On Tuesday night, I listened to them talk as I fucked Charna. I have listened to this tape at least 50 times since they made it. When she left on Tuesday, we thought he would take her directly to bed, but he didn't. Chuck started the conversation as soon as he answered his phone. "I loved it when you showed up in only a coat and high heels. I wasn't sure you would." "Ohhh god Chuck you opened it up and left it open….mmmm yesss it was open for a long time while we were still in the lounge". I had a great mental picture of the lounge because I visited it at lunch just to look around. It was easy to form a mental image of Charna's tits and cunt visible to every man in the back area of the lounge. "You loved it. Do you know how I know?" "Ooohh god nooo". I could barely hear her and her mouth was a few inches from my ear as I fucked her. "I could smell you. I could see how wet you were. And I could see your clit poking out. Did you see those other guys looking at you?" It sent a jolt to my cock when I heard that. "Ohh yesss ooohh god I loved it …..Chuck honey oohhh god then you put your finger in…..ooohh god oohh you finger fucked my cunt …..they were all watching oohh god ooohh I came twice …..ooohh god now I'mm coming again ooohh god it was great oooohhh god oohh god oooohh yessss." She moved so violently that I had a tough time staying in her. "I told them before you got there that you were a hot housewife slut and that you would be naked under your coat. They didn't believe me, but their eyes lit up when they saw you. They loved your great body." "Mmmmm thanks…..oohh Chuck your body is too…..ooohh I loved it when you made me wait in the parking lot." Hey wait. I was still in the lounge with the other guys watching you make her come. "When you did that, I got instantly hard. You just looked real calm standing totally naked in the brightly lit hotel parking lot while I put your coat in the trunk." "Ohh Chuck honey I was as far from calm as I can get….I saw your hard on and I could feel my pussy throbbing….oohh 100 rooms of people could see me if they just looked out their window….Chuck I wonder if any of them saw me?" "I don't know. Lots of guys saw you later." "Oooohhh yesssss ooohh yesss….god not a whole lot later….I was nude in the car and ooohh god several guys saw me in the car on the way to the theater….ooohhh I was so turned on Chuck…..then when we got there, you made me get out of the car and stand by the trunk…..ooohhh god we were parked right next to the street at the Paris Bookstore and Theater….. it took a long time for you to get my coat…..oohh god it was so exciting honey you wouldn't even let me put it on or button it up—you just put it over my shoulders and told me that was good enough." I knew the place. The entrance was visible from Harry Hines, a busy well-lit street. I was sure many car passengers couldn't believe that they had just seen a gorgeous nude lady as they sped by. Primetime Charna: Fresh Meat "The guy selling tickets sure liked it." The ticket counter also rang up books and videos, and it was highly illuminated. There had to have been twenty or thirty men in the store when they entered, although not many of them would have been on the entrance side. "Oooohhh Chuck honey don't get me wrong….god help me I liked it too…..ooohhh my god I loved it….and then you asked the guy behind the counter if he would hold my coat….I was naked in the bright bookstore and then….ooohh god we walked into that dark theater and I was stark naked and I was going to stay that way…..ooohh Chuck my cunt was soaked…..we stood at the back and I felt a hand on my ass…..ooohhh god Chuck I knew it wasn't you because you were holding my hand…..Chuck honey I loved being felt up in the dark by a stranger…..as soon as we could see a little bit, you guided me to the second row…..that's about as lit as it gets in a place like that….ooohhh honey when the screen got bright and my eyes got accustomed to the dark, I was really exposed." I could picture every man in the theater immediately losing all interest in the movie. "When we walked in, everybody else's eyes were already dilated. They could see you just fine." A beautiful naked girl stumbling her way to the very front of the theater. Every hard on in there must have grown an inch. "Mmmm god I knew that…..we hadn't even got seated before the seats around us started filling up." My mental image was so vivid. They were combining to paint an erotic picture of stunning depth. "Hell, they've probably never seen a body like yours anywhere in real life. They were in heaven. There were almost fights in the race to get the best seats." Uunngg shit. Charna surrounded by horndogs. "Oooohhh god honey you just let me sit there until all the seats were full…..I felt some hands on my shoulders, arms, neck and legs before you even started to touch me." I was trying to imagine how turned on she must have been. "You knew I took you there to be touched and to touch. I told you that last night. I started feeling you up, and before long there were twenty hands touching you." She would have been in heaven. "Ohh god I loved it….mmmmm I came a bunch of times…. some of them took my hands and made me jack them off…. oohh god I had a lot of cum on me….ooohh Chuck honey yours was the first and the most. You filled that condom about a minute after you started fucking me and you made me empty it all over my tits." I was fucking her while they were talking and I was having a very tough time maintaining any control. "You are such a slut. You loved stroking all those cocks. If I had let them, they would have all fucked you, and you would have loved it." "Oooohhh god oohhh Chuck honey oohhh god that's nasty oohhh god oohhhh I'mmm commming….ohhh my god ooohh all those guys fucking me……ooohhh god but you were the only one who really fucked me." I came too, and I knew I had to remain quiet, but I couldn't hold it. I grunted from the pleasure. "What was that?" Chuck heard me. "Ooohh Chuck that was one of the best orgasms I've ever had when I was alone." My wife is very intelligent. Saved my bacon again. "I thought I heard someone else." "Ooohh god Chuck tell me more. You fucked me in front of all those guys." "You bet I did. I had you straddle my legs with your back to me, then I stuck my cock up into that beautiful shaved cunt. I filled one condom and put another one on immediately. Those guys kept feeling you up and you kept stroking them. How many times did you come while I fucked you?" "Oooohhhh I don't know….oohh god I may have never stopped….. ooohhh god you fucked me better than anybody ever has…..your cock is huge and you stroke just right to keep me coming…..ooohhh god I love your cock in my cunt—you are the best fuck I've ever had honey…. I was still coming and I had come all over me when you finally filled that second condom….. then you pulled it off made me squeeze that huge load on me too ……ooohhh god I loved it….oohh I just started rubbing all that come over me like suntan lotion—I wanted it to cover …..oohh god I wanted your come on every inch of my body." "I think you made it. There was a lot on you." "Mmm it's still on me….ooohhh Chuck I love the smell. I don't know when I'll take another shower. Then in your hotel room you filled three more condoms and I squeezed all that come on me." "That's true. I haven't come five times in a night since I was about 25." "But you fucked me one more time…. ooohhh god I'm so bad. I hope you are clean…..you were out of condoms and I said if you could go again you could fuck me without one." I almost came when she said that, and if I had I don't believe I could have stifled another moan. I was touching the cum of many men who she stroked into squirting on her body and she had a small load inside. Even superman can't have much in the tank for the sixth orgasm in a night.. "You better take a bath by tomorrow night. I don't care if your husband is back; I'm going to take you to an amateur night at a strip club. You're going to be naked in front of a lot of men again, but this time the spotlight will be on your pussy. Every guy in there will see how wet you are. I'll probably make you stay nude the rest of the night. They will all want to feel you up and I'll let them. Anybody who wants to will be able to finger fuck you" "Oohh, my God. I've never heard anything so hot. But I can't—what will I tell my husband?" "When will he be home?" "About six". "Don't worry about it. I'll call him and tell him you're on a date with me. He has to know he's not man enough to satisfy you." "Why do you say that?" "Charna, no man could keep up with you. Don't worry. I'll tell him that I'm the only one who will fuck you. You just be ready at 5:30 for me to pick you up." "I'm not going to tell you where I live." I looked at you while you said it. I mouthed the words; "It's ok." "Yes, you will. And your phone number. And you'll be ready at any time to leave with me when I call. And your husband will let you." I shook my head yes at you and you spasmed violently. "Ooohh God. I'mm coming again. I've never come so much in my life." I erupted at the thought of you being Chuck's slut the same way you had been Dick's slut in Denver. We both had to settle down a bit before you gave Chuck all the details. I did mouth that I wanted you to find the name of the strip joint before he hung up, and I was pleasantly surprised when he told you. Club Eros was one of those that you hear about on the news every now and then for not following the rules. There had been accusations that the girls stayed totally nude when mingling and doing lap dances and that the "don't touch" rule was not always enforced. He hadn't told you what to wear, so I selected a very sexy white silk dress. I debated, but finally I picked some panties. After all, it wouldn't be much of a strip if you only wore one piece of clothing. You had two, although the panties were very sheer and the dress really didn't hide much either. We talked about strip joints in general. I told you that guys that went to strip joints were there for pussy, and that if you stripped every guy in the place would want to fuck you. I told you what I had heard about Club Eros just before Chuck was supposed to pick you up. When we saw his limousine pull up, I felt your pussy and you were dripping. I stayed in the kitchen, although I thought he would just let you come with him out to the car without nosing around in the house. It was a good thing the kids were gone because he came in and looked around, then he pulled your dress over your head and looked at you. He said, "Should I make you walk to my car like this? Maybe the neighbors will see." "If you want me to, I will." "No, put the dress on but leave the panties here." He pointed to the coffee table. He wrote a quick note and stuck it on top of the panties. It said, "Charna won't be needing these tonight. Her pussy will be constantly in use and they would just be a bother. Chuck." As Chuck and Charna walked to the limo, I went to the window. I saw Charna remove her dress and hand it to the limo driver before she got in. She was naked in a car with him again, except this time it was in my neighborhood and it was broad daylight and he didn't have to pay any attention to the driving. My imagination soared. I sat and waited for a phone call. I was hard most of the time. It finally came about 7:30. He said, "Is this Kirk?" "Yes. Who's this?" "This is Chuck. Did you get the note I left you on the coffee table?" "Yes. What's going on?" "Did you ever think about anybody else getting into Charna's panties?" "Everybody wonders." "Well, I got into them last night and I'm getting into them again tonight. In fact, she's naked with me right now and my cock is all the way up her cunt at this instant." "Why should I believe you?" "She's going to say hi to you right now." She got on the phone. "Hi, honey. Oooohhh god oohhh honey Chuck wants me to tell you that….. oohhh god he is…..he's fucking me right now. Ooohhh god honey he's pumping me real hard. Ohh. Ohh. God, I love this. Ooohhh god he's making me talk to my own husband while he fucks me….. honey he's the best—nobody has ever fucked me like he does…. oohh nooo ooohh god ooohh honey I'm coming again ooohhh god oohhh I come all the time when I'm with him ooohhh god I love fucking him honey ooohhh god I love his cock in my cunt ooohhh god I can't help it honey." "Charna, listen to me. You must tell Chuck about us. Don't leave anything out. You can be his slut, but you have to tell him everything." "Oooohhh god ok, I will." "Let me talk to Chuck again." I heard her say, "He wants to talk to you again." "Hello". "Chuck, you can use her however you want tonight, but I have two demands. If either one of them is ignored, you'll never see her again. If you meet them, you can use her cunt whenever I don't have plans for it." "I'll see her anyway. Don't doubt that, but say what you have to say." "First, no gangbangs. You can fuck her as much as you want in front of as many people as you want, but you are the only one who can fuck her tonight. Second, no ass fucking even with a condom. I love my wife, and she doesn't like it although she won't tell you that. She'll do whatever you tell her to do, but don't tell her to do either of those things. No gangbang, no ass fuck." "I'll see. I hadn't planned on letting anybody else fuck her tonight. I had serious plans for her asshole." "If you use it, you won't ever see her again. She's the best fuck you'll ever have, so think carefully about it." "I promise you that." I got in the car and drove to Club Eros. I got there a little after 8:00, but the amateur contest wouldn't start for another two hours. I had three sodas while I waited, but there was no sign of Chuck and Charna. I was beginning to think they wouldn't show when they walked in the front door and went to a table right in front of the main stage. I had to admit he had clout. They ran around waiting on him like he was the President. Charna was wearing a new dress. I didn't know where she got it, but it looked as if it had been tailored for her. It fit like a glove and it had swirly designs all over. About half of the dress—the swirly part—was absolutely sheer material. It could have been Saran Wrap it was so clear. The rest of the dress was only sort of sheer. If the whole dress had been the sort of sheer pure white material, it would have been as sexy as any dress she owned; but with the swirls it was pornographic. I loved it. There were giant swirls directly over her pussy and over each of her tits—almost a reverse bikini effect. In any case, it was obvious she wore nothing else except her high heels. She had obviously been entered in the contest before she arrived because the show started immediately. It was like they were waiting for Chuck and Charna to start the show. Charna watched the first two dancers with her full concentration, at least with all the concentration she could give while being finger fucked by Chuck. When it was her turn, the announcer called her real full name and the spotlight picked her up in her seat. The announcer then said, "Charna is a housewife out on a date with Chuck. Chuck says she is the best fuck of his life. What do you say about that Charna?" He was on stage and the spotlight had already found Charna in her seat. Chuck took her hand and helped her onto her chair, then onto the table, then onto the stage. She walked toward the announcer and he toward her. He spoke as he walked, "Look at this beautiful woman. Why would her husband ever let her out of the house? Chuck says she loves to fuck and that she can go all night. Is he right Charna?" "He's right. I love to fuck and I never seem to get enough, but Chuck makes me come more than any other man who's ever been in my cunt has. He fucks me better than any other man ever has, including my husband. I love his cock. Oh, by the way, my husband knows I'm on a date with Chuck. I spoke with him earlier tonight while Chuck was fucking me." The place was in bedlam. It had been church quiet while she spoke but it was 120 decibels after. I felt like I had been shot in the stomach. It was also a lightning bolt to my cock. I immediately thought, "What if somebody we know is here?" Then I thought, "It's all true." It didn't take long before I actually hoped somebody we knew was there. She was onstage just barely swaying as the place slowly quieted. It was at least a minute before we could even hear there was music playing. Almost to the second after I heard music, she grabbed the neck of her dress and ripped it all the way to the hemline. She threw it into the audience, then she spread her legs at least two feet apart and started hunching to the beat. Chuck had been right—there was a spotlight focused on her cunt. Her pussy lips were red and swollen, the pink inside was obvious and very wet, and her clitoris was very visible. She moved her hands up and down her legs for at least 30 seconds without touching anything, then let her hands caress her tits. Her eyes were closed and her face expressed total bliss. After another minute or so, she started pulling on her nipples. Her breathing was very fast, but the audience was again church quiet. The music had stopped and we all focused on the pure sexual drama on stage. She opened her eyes and started looking at the men in the first row. When she looked at Chuck, he held her gaze and stood up. She walked toward him and he stopped her at the very edge of the stage. I couldn't hear what he whispered, but she spread her legs even more and started hunching again. The row of footlights at the edge of the stage doubled the illumination on her cunt, but the original spotlight stayed tightly focused on Dick's "most beautiful pussy" as well. This time, she didn't touch her tits—she touched her shaved pussy. We could barely hear her first moan, but it wasn't long before she was not quiet at all. She had gone from running her finger up and down her slit to pushing one finger in her hole to two fingers in her hole plus rubbing her clit. Both hands were moving rapidly. We could hear her moans and groans but we could also hear the squishing as she finger fucked herself. When she came, she confessed it with a primal scream that radiated pleasure. Her knees gave out and she knelt on the stage as the entire audience erupted. If there was a soft cock in the place, the guy owning it wasn't heterosexual. She took Chuck's hand and he helped her down from the stage. She sat in her chair and Chuck sat in his, but everybody around them was packed tight and standing or kneeling. They were all reaching in, and since Charna didn't have anything to put on, I assumed they were all feeling her. I sat there without seeing her at all for at least 10 minutes. Other dancers performed, but I didn't see any of them. I kept watching the mob of guys around Charna. Finally, Chuck stood up and so did Charna. The contest wasn't over but they moved slowly toward the door anyway. As they reached each table in succession, Chuck would stop for a while and let every man there touch Charna wherever he wanted to. I slipped out the door, and when they finally walked out the door, it had taken 10 minutes for them to wind their way through all the tables. Chuck spoke to the bouncer as they passed, and he let another 15 guys out but made everybody else stay. The whole bar would have emptied if he hadn't. I just joined up with the other 15 and started feeling her as we slowly walked toward his car. Every guy in the group got his finger up her pussy at least once. I took my turn, and her cunt was sloppy it was so wet. Chuck walked her to his limousine but didn't get in. He just backed her up against the hood and took out a condom for his dick. Chuck has a huge cock, and she tried to climb up his body so she could get it inside her. He wouldn't have it. "What do you want Charna?" He said it so we could all hear him clearly. "Ohh, God. I want you to fuck me Chuck." "What about all these guys? You must be a real slut if you would let them watch me fuck you. Are you a slut?" "Yes, I'm your slut." "Did you like it when they made you come by finger fucking you?" "Mmm. Ooohhh god honey I loved having all those fingers in me." "Then you won't care if they keep doing it while I fuck you will you?" "No, they can do whatever you tell them they can do. If you say they can do it, I will love it." "I want you to look at each of these men as they feel you up. They can touch you anywhere while I fuck you. Don't look at me. Talk to them and tell them how much you would like each one of them to fuck you. If you like what they are doing to you, tell them what you like about it." "Ooohhh, God. That's so hot. I'm going to come before you get your cock in me." "Where am I going to put my cock?" "In my pussy. In my cunt. In my twat. In my nasty fuckhole." "That's right. One other thing". "Oohh, God. Whatever you say." "I want you to help each of these men to a climax. I want all of them to shoot their cum in your mouth or on your tits, in your hair or on your face." With that, he laid back on the hood of his limo. Charna climbed up on the hood and started to lower herself onto his great cock. He made her turn so she was facing us, then let her sink onto his cock. He wasn't quite as big as Marcus, but at that size who cared? She was drenched to the bottom because she slipped down on it as smooth as ice in one stroke. It was buried to the hilt and she was coming. We didn't even have a chance to touch her before she went off, but that was more than made up for in the next half-hour. I watched for a long time as she took load after load in her mouth or on her body. She talked to each guy as she jacked him off and he felt her up. She had several orgasms when a guy was spurting onto her. When it was my turn, she looked directly into my eyes while I pinched her nipples; but I watched her body. I knew what she liked. It wasn't like our bedroom, but I figured I could still talk to her while she fucked him. "Do you like me pulling on your nipples like this Charna?" "Oohh god honey…..you know I do…..oohh god Chuck keep moving that huge cock in my pussy." "Is it better to have your nipples pinched when Chuck is fucking you Charna?" "Ohhh god he's the best…..I love how he fucks me. When guys touch me….oohh god ooohhh god ooohh oohhh I'm coming ooohh god this is sooo good…..can you see his huge cock in my cunt?…. it feels great to be touched by so many hands." "I loved finger fucking you. Your cunt was so wet." "I loved how you finger fucked me….let me help you now…oohh Chuck honey keep pumping my cunt…..mmm you have a big cock. I wish you could fuck me with it." Primetime Charna: Fresh Meat "Uunngg that's it….I'm almost there….uunngg I love seeing his cock in your cunt Charna." "Mmmmm it feels so good…..does this feel good honey?" "Uunngg not so fast….I want to suck your tits before I come." "I have…. Oohh fuck me fuck my nasty cunt…there's come all over them. I love rubbing it all over me." "Uunngg I don't care I love your beautiful tits." "Ooohhh god oooohhh mmmmm that's so nasty. Can you taste the cum?" "Uuunnngg shit I think so. I don't care." "Do you want me to suck you off?" "Uunngg fuck yes I want to come in your mouth." "Oooohhhh god bring that huge cock here then." She couldn't talk so I didn't talk anymore either. I just felt and watched, and both sensations combined to overwhelm me. It was the first time I had ever seen another cock in her cunt, and the reality exceeded even my most obscene imaginings. I watched her eyes look up at me while she lovingly suctioned up and down on my ready-to-burst cock. It didn't take long at all before I was filling her mouth as I drifted off to some purgatory disconnected from reality. Intense and powerful are words that are used to describe extraordinary orgasms, but there are no words to describe this one. My knees buckled and I slipped out of her mouth as my cock was still shooting long strings of come. I knelt on the ground blessing God for such a feeling, and I knew it was a once in a lifetime sensation. I was gently moved out of the way so another guy could receive some of the pleasure I had just been blessed with, but I knew there would be no emotional impact in his orgasm. I had a very strong inclination to believe that not one man in ten ever had an orgasm with the emotional impact of the one I had just experienced. While Charna nasty talked to us as she got us off, Chuck kept talking to her as he fucked her. She came at least six or seven times and it didn't look like she was finished. He finally shot into the condom and told her she knew what to do. She slipped the condom off his prick and squeezed all the sperm out so it dripped on her tits. Then she spread all the cum all over her body. She smelled like cum. Chuck opened the limousine door for her and she got in naked. When they drove off, I went home. I didn't think she would be home that night and I was right. I called my secretary and asked her to reschedule my appointments, then called my partner and told him I wouldn't be in. I got the kids off to school and waited. Chuck's limo finally pulled up to the house about 1:00 in the afternoon. I was standing by the window watching, just as I had the first time Dick brought her home the next day. Somehow, she had on the same dress she had ripped apart on stage the night before. Chuck must have purchased two of them. He brought her into the house just as Dick had years ago. I wondered if he recognized me as one of the guys at the strip club last night. If he did, he didn't say so. I don't think he cared. He started very aggressively. "You understand that Charna will be mine whenever I want her?" "Sit down, please. We need to talk." He grabbed her hand and made her sit by him on the couch. He started finger fucking her almost immediately, and she spread her legs fully apart to assist him. "Chuck, I saw her with you last night at Club Eros. I will tell you it was the most erotic thing I have ever seen. Her striptease was the smuttiest masturbation I can imagine, and she obviously loved what you were doing to her in the parking lot. You can do with her as you wish whenever you wish as long as you will always follow the same rules—you did follow them didn't you? I'll look." "Yes, she was still one horny slut after I fucked her for hours. I loved using her cunt in so many ways. I didn't fuck her ass, and I guess I won't. There are other assholes to poke." 'Using her cunt?' Was he psychic? I almost missed the important concession. "I know Charna told you about how we live because she promised she would when I talked to her on the phone while you were fucking her. Do you understand her needs?" "Yes. She's a slut. She needs a lot of fucking. She needs new cocks to fuck her." A man of action and few words. . "That's about it. Just call her and tell her to ask me if you can have her. If we don't have family obligations, she will be your slut and her body will belong to you whenever you are in town. If you want to take her on vacation, give me a little more notice. Did you know I had never seen her fucked in person until last night?" I was bursting to share my excitement, but I don't think Chuck appreciated a millionth of the impact this blessed event had on my being. He wasn't the appropriate confessor. I resolved to call Dick and Marcus after I had fucked my wife into exhaustion. "Maybe you can return the favor next time. Thanks for letting me use the cunt of the hottest woman I have ever been with, and I've been with a lot of them. I'll call when I'm back in town. Oh, yeah. I'd like her to save this dress so she wears it only when I'm here to use her cunt." Use her cunt, use her cunt. It was uncanny that his expression exactly matched the one Dick, Charna, and I had used for so long. "Deal. How many did you buy for her?" Unless he was a magician, this one was not the one she had ripped off during her one garment striptease. "Two. That was all they had. I told her to ruin the first one so she would have to be naked the rest of the night. Don't you think it shows her off superbly?" Amen, Brother Chuck. You are speaking the gospel of Charna's body to a true believer. "Mmm. I love the way you can see her pussy and her nipples even though she is supposed to be dressed." I paused as I considered what I was going to say next, then just decided to say it. "Chuck, I have another proposition for you." "Shoot." "If you'll agree to wear a condom with every other woman you fuck, you can fuck Charna bareback." The volume of Charna's moans increased, but she still uttered one each time his fingers stroked inward. I decided that I wanted to be with her while other guys were fucking her as much as possible from that point forward. "I already have. Sorry". I didn't tell him I already knew it. I didn't think he was prepared to know we had illegally recorded his phone conversations with Charna. "The offer still stands. Will you commit to it?" "I'm married. Until last night, I always wore a condom except with my wife." At least he always wore his ring. He may have been a cheating husband, but he didn't take off his ring to do it. "Does she know you fuck other women?" "Yes. She gets turned on knowing I am fucking a new one. I call her and tell her about them." Holy shit, talk about a soul mate. She and I could talk for hours. "Does she let other guys fuck her unprotected?" "No. She doesn't let other guys fuck her. I've told her many times that she could, but she says she gets more turned on imagining me with another woman." "Has she ever seen it?" We could be soulmates in more ways than one. "No". "Bring her on your next trip. She and I can sit and watch you fuck Charna." I was picturing us sitting fully clothed on straight chairs very close to the bed while her husband and my wife fucked repeatedly right in front of us. I was already on the edge, and this picture almost sent me over it. "She can even watch me fuck my wife if she wants." The picture must have been just as vivid for Charna, because it triggered a powerfully prolonged orgasm. She screamed as she came. We had talked about giving her to others, about using her, about fucking her, and about what we would be allowed to do to her, but we never asked her a thing. Chuck had been finger fucking her the whole time we talked. We both knew she liked being used however we wanted to use her. I couldn't wait to get him out of there so I could pound her well-used cunt. I think he knew it. "I would love to be able to fuck her one more time but I'm dry." "I can take care of it for you. In fact, if you want to see somebody else fuck her today, stick around." He said he would take a rain check and got up to leave. "Charna, walk Chuck to the car. Let him hold your dress so I won't be tempted." She was such a submissive girl. She just got up, grabbed his arm, and walked with him to the car. She didn't even glance around to see if any of our neighbors were out, she just crossed her arms and lifted the dress off. He took it and threw it in the limo, then put his arms around her and gave her an obvious tongue kiss while he stuck his finger in her cunt for one last time. He turned, got in the limo, and it drove off while she was still standing nude on the curb. She turned and smiled at me, then walked slowly back to the house. I stripped in front of the window as she sauntered back. I was hard as a rock and inside her as soon as she got inside the door. I'll always remember the first time I saw her get fucked, and I will always be thankful Chuck was the one who fucked her. I couldn't imagine a better wife, and I thanked God for my good fortune today above almost all others. As a quick epilogue, we didn't see him again for two months. Charna was devastated. I guess she expected him to be there every week. When he finally did get back, his wife and I got to see him fuck Charna many times, two of which were in very public situations. Chuck and his beautiful wife June saw me fuck Charna in the same very public park. I even saw Chuck fuck June, but she still had her dress on so we didn't see a whole lot. Charna loves both of us. Oh yeah, one other thing. One of our young college boy neighbors did see Chuck and Charna when they first walked to the door so he found a window he could spy on us from. He saw everything inside our living room while Chuck and I negotiated over Charna's cunt, but it turns out he focused on the finger fucking a lot more than our negotiation. He saw her walk Chuck back to the limo, he saw Charna walk naked back to the house, and he saw me fuck her in the entryway. Our neighbor Michael helped Charna get over her devastation about Chuck. He helped her at least twice a day for several months when she wasn't on vacation. I let her take him bareback when she found out he was a virgin. He was so infatuated with Charna that I didn't think he'd be out acquiring AIDS by fucking another girl. Plus, she could easily take everything he could give and still want more. He couldn't even get it up again when Charna was finished with him. I even got to peek on them a couple of times, and seeing Chuck and Michael fuck my beautiful wife began the next chapter of Charna's sexual biography. I finally became active in her recreational sex by participating. I was able to fully use all five of my senses simultaneously while other men and I tried to fuck Charna to satiation. I don't think we ever did, but I enjoyed very much trying. Her thirties (1991 to 2001) saw her sex drive peak, so the stories that come from that time in her life are named Peaktime Charna. It's possible I'm a little premature in this assessment. She just turned 40. Who knows for sure whether she has peaked yet? * * * * * Thanks to all of you who voted. A vote is a comment of sorts, but I get no help on how to improve. Special thanks to those of you who offered feedback. I hope my writing is stiffening or wetting the appropriate targets better than it used to. How could it be better for you? The gift of your time in providing feedback will be accepted with gratitude.